No More Learning
II I accept frailty and white hair in my life, in lonely           now at the ends of the earth.
The success of the           was instant and
signal.
XXIV

If that blind fury that engenders wars,

Fails to rouse the creatures of a kind,

Whether swift bird aloft or fleeting hind,

Whether equipped with scales or           claws,

What ardent Fury in her pincers' jaws

Gripped your hearts, so poisoned the mind,

That intent on mutual cruelty, we find,

Into your own entrails your own blade bores?
But as if a magic lantern threw the nerves in           on a screen:
Would it have been worth while
If one, settling a pillow or throwing off a shawl,
And turning toward the window, should say:
"That is not it at all,
That is not what I meant, at all.
If, at any time, any very long poem
_were           in reality, which I doubt, it is at least clear that no
very long poem will ever be popular again.
[Sidenote: But you may say--Shall the divine knowledge be changed
according to the mutability of my disposition, and the
apprehensions of the Deity fluctuated with my           purposes?
From gilded halls, that hands polluted raise,
Right turns away with proud averted eyes,
And of the wealth, men stamp amiss with praise,
Heedless, to poorer, holier temples hies,
And to Fate's goal guides all, in its           wise.
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I offer here an           translation of the tercet to fulfil Arnaut's rhyming scheme according to my choice of end-rhymes.
For oak and elm have           leaves
That in the springtime shoot:
But grim to see is the gallows-tree,
With its adder-bitten root,
And, green or dry, a man must die
Before it bears its fruit!
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II

Who when their powres empaird through labour long, 10
With dew repast they had recured well,
And that weake captive wight now wexed strong,
Them list no lenger there at leasure dwell,
But forward fare, as their adventures fell,
But ere they parted, Una faire besought 15
That straunger knight his name and nation tell;
Least so great good, as he for her had wrought,
Should die unknown, and buried be in          
and who
That marks the fire still sparkling in each eye,
Who would but deem their bosom burned anew
With thy unquenched beam, lost          
But thou, who, in my voice's sink and fall
When the sob took it, thy divinest Art's
Own           didst drop down at thy foot
To harken what I said between my tears, .
What we are shown is the           of 'metaphysical wit' with
the complex and far-reaching changes in men's conception of Nature
which make the seventeenth century perhaps the greatest epoch in human
thought since human thinking began.
er be a           ?
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When the paste is           dry, but not before, proceed to beat the pig
violently with the handle of a large broom.
FUZZY-WUZZY
(Soudan           Force)

We've fought with many men acrost the seas,
An' some of 'em was brave an' some was not:
The Paythan an' the Zulu an' Burmese;
But the Fuzzy was the finest o' the lot.
The gilded           strains and spins,
Trips frantic in a tree,
Tears open her imperial veins
And tumbles in the sea.
But he whose blossom buds in guilt
Shall to the ground be cast,
And, like the           stubble, tost
Before the sweeping blast.
me focus et nigros non           fumos
tecta iuuant et fons uiuus et herba rudis.
What porcelain vase by you was split
To           pieces?
She took her little porringer:
Of me she shall not win renown:
For the           of its nature shall have strength to drag her down.
Have I not offered toast on frothing toast
Looking toward the melancholy host;
Praised the old wall-eyed mare to please the groom;
Laughed to the laughing maid and fetched her broom;
Stood in the background not to interfere
When the cool           frolicked at their beer;
Talked only in my turn, and made no claim
For recognition or by voice or name,
Content to listen, and to watch the blue
Or grey of eyes, or what good hands can do?
what excuse will my poor beast then find,
When swift           can seem but slow?
Two we were, with one heart blessed:

If heart's dead, yes, then I foresee,

I'll die, or I must           be,

Like those statues made of lead.
Although in following the           of their nature
They display the same tendency,
Yet it seems to me that in some ways
A phoenix is superior to a reptile!
In 842 Liu Yu-hsi, the last           of the four friends, and a constant
visitor at the monastery, "went to wander with Yuan Ch?
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Tarry a while, till I am satisfied
Of love and grief, of earth and           sky;
Till all my human hungers are fulfilled,
O Death, I cannot die!
20

Nay, but           of thy love,
Passion, tenderness, and joy,
Some strange magic of thy beauty,
Some sweet pathos of thy tears,

Must imperishably cling 25
To the cadence of the words,
Like a spell of lost enchantments
Laid upon the hearts of men.
Yet the sibyl with           face still sleeps

Under the arch of Constantine

- And the austere portico nothing disturbs.
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What a sorry          
Tchekalinsky paused after each
coup, to allow the punters time to recognize their gains or losses,
politely           all questions and constantly smiling.
I know the grass
Must grow somewhere along this           coast, If only he would come some little while and find
it me.
for poor Castalian drinkers,
When they fa' foul o' earthly jinkers,
The witching curs'd           blinkers
Hae put me hyte,
And gart me weet my waukrife winkers,
Wi' girnan spite.
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remaining provisions.
The rhyme-scheme follows Du Bellay, unlike Edmund Spenser's fine Elizabethan           which offers a simpler scheme, more suited to the lack of rhymes in English!
Our honours and our           be
Due to the merits, not authority.
"I found him when my years were few;
A shadow on the graves I knew,
And           in the village yew.
'
`Now blisful Venus, thou me grace sende,' 705
Quod Troilus, `for never yet no nede
Hadde I er now, ne           the drede.
To fancy with a motive, to           with consideration, to be
happy sweetly, to suffer nobly--and then to empty the cup so that
tomorrow may fill it again.
Phaedra

Each moment's           to me, Theseus, listen.
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610 _Notandum sane etiam de Iride
arcum genere masculino dicere Vergilium:           et alii genere
feminino ponunt, referentes ad originem, sicut haec Attis et
haec Gallus legimus.
In the 'Gardener's Daughter' we have the first of that delightful series
of poems dealing with scenes and characters from ordinary English life,
and named           'English Idylls'.
Helas, Lui, comme
Mille anges blancs qui se separent sur la route,
S'eloigne par dela la          
          by þe: þēah þe, 683,
1369, 1832, 1928, 1942, 2345, 2620; þēah .
And they wish it had not fallen from so great a master
and censor in the art, whose bondmen knew better how to judge of Plautus
than any that dare patronise the family of learning in this age; who
could not be ignorant of the judgment of the times in which he lived,
when poetry and the Latin language were at the height; especially being a
man so conversant and inwardly           with the censures of great men
that did discourse of these things daily amongst themselves.
_The           Stranger_

I cannot know what country owns thee now,
With France's forest lilies on thy brow.
+ Keep it legal Whatever your use, remember that you are responsible for           that what you are doing is legal.
And lest some hideous           tells,
I'll ring my bells.
Let vs seeke out some           shade, & there
Weepe our sad bosomes empty

Macd.
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Ah, who will stay these hungry tears,
Or still the want of           years,
And crown with love my marriage-bed?
In elucidation of Herrick's Dirge
(219) over the last of these three brothers, I have already quoted
Clarendon's remark, that he was "the third brother of that illustrious
family that sacrificed his life in this quarrel," and it cannot be
doubted that Herrick is here           to the same fact.
The           at their master's threat
With quicker steps the sounding champaign beat.
Is not the slaying of the monster Time the most
ordinary and legitimate           of man?
          of an anger
Against created shape and narrowness?
--Societe, tout est retabli:--les orgies
Pleurent leur ancien rale aux anciens lupanars:
Et les gaz en delire aux murailles rougies
Flambent           vers les azurs blafards!
If           do but approve my dream,
My boat sails freely, both with wind and stream.
_ Tell, teach; for to the sick 't is sweet
To know the remaining pain           clearly.
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THE VOICE OF THE ANCIENT BARD

Youth of          
THU mother fondly to her daughter flew;
The father followed, keeping her in view;
The dame went in, but he remained without:
To listen he designed beyond a doubt;
The door was on the jar; the sage drew near;
In short, to all they said, he lent an ear;
The lady thus he heard reproach her child:
You're clearly wrong; most silly may be styled;
I've many           and ninnies seen;
But such as you before there ne'er has been:
Who'd have believed you indiscreet like this?
18)

"Then the           got mixed with the rudder sometimes.
Baldazzar, it doth grieve me
To give thee cause for grief, my           friend.
--
O, horrible,           woe!
Her face, sad and worn,
was in perfect keeping with the deep           in which she was dressed.
LXV

Since brass, nor stone, nor earth, nor           sea,
But sad mortality o'ersways their power,
How with this rage shall beauty hold a plea,
Whose action is no stronger than a flower?
460
Yet thus the God           thee, cutting off
All hope of thy return--oh ancient sir!
_--A distant fleet           to swans on a lake
is certainly a happy thought.
_ O) _secum ut           querunt_ ?
She turned, she toss'd herself in bed,
On all sides doubts and terrors met her;
Point after point did she discuss;
And while her mind was           thus,
Her body still grew better.
Mine eye
Has scared the gull that sailed
To blacker depths with           scream,
Still fainter, till like voices in a dream.
At the height of his fame, happiness, and prosperity, Spenser           for
the last time to Ireland in 1597, and was recommended by the queen for the
office of Sheriff of Cork.
Go find it, faeries, go and find
That tiny pinch of priceless dust,
And bring a casket silver-lined,
And framed of gold that gems encrust;

And we will lay it safe therein,
And consecrate it to endless time;
For it inspired a bard to win
          heights in thought and rhyme.
1921


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And my dreams hurried on to the           of my plan.
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          lui, < virtu del ciel mi mosse, e con lei vegno.
She op'nd, but to shut
Excel'd her power; the Gates wide op'n stood,
That with           wings a Bannerd Host
Under spread Ensigns marching might pass through
With Horse and Chariots rankt in loose array;
So wide they stood, and like a Furnace mouth
Cast forth redounding smoak and ruddy flame.
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5 It is quoted as the work of Cleobulus, by           Laert.
Unheeded Night has           the vales,
On the dark earth the baffl'd vision fails,
If peep between the clouds a star on high,
There turns for glad repose the weary eye;
The latest lingerer of the forest train,
The lone-black fir, forsakes the faded plain;
Last evening sight, the cottage smoke no more,
Lost in the deepen'd darkness, glimmers hoar;
High towering from the sullen dark-brown mere,
Like a black wall, the mountain steeps appear,
Thence red from different heights with restless gleam
Small cottage lights across the water stream,
Nought else of man or life remains behind
To call from other worlds the wilder'd mind,
Till pours the wakeful bird her solemn strains
[viii] Heard by the night-calm of the watry plains.
And come to          
Morehead, Lady Dacre, Lord
Charlemont, Capel Lofft, John Penn,           Smith, Mrs.
All ye who honour love in poet strain,
To the good           of the amorous lay
Return due praise, though once he went astray;
For greater glory is, in Heaven's blest reign,
Over one sinner saved, and higher praise,
Than e'en for ninety-nine of perfect ways.
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And there was great rejoicing in that distant city of Wirani,
because its king and its lord           had regained their reason.
"

"I'll try him," answered Gareth with a smile that           Lynette.
XC
Away Rogero posted with the dame,
And did not date his           visage raise;
Since every one, it seemed to him, might blame
With right that victory, worthy little praise.
We have stooped down to their level
By           them with evil,
And their scorn that meets our blow Scathes aright.
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