No More Learning
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even without any acknowledgment on his own
part, that Swift studied and           by the prose
of Marvell.
MAY DAY

THE shining line of motors,
The swaying motor-bus,
The           dancing horses
Are passing by for us.
Now wounded men with gallant eyes
Go hobbling down the street,
And nurses from the hospitals
Speed by with           feet.
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Yet when within my heart I gaze
Upon my fair beyond the waters, Meseems my soul within me prays
To pass           beyond the waters.
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Why dost thou pass away and leave our state,
This dim vast vale of tears, vacant and          
Note: Ronsard's later           to 'Marie' were written for the Duke of Anjou (the future Henri III) whose mistress Marie de Cleves died in 1574.
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The images below them in their hand
Long scrolls and of an ample size contain,
Which of the           figures of that band
The several names with mickle praise explain
As well their own at little distance stand,
Inscribed upon that scroll, in letters plain,
Rinaldo, by the help of blazing lights,
Marked, one by one, the ladies and their knights.
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[_She           kisses him_.
That feeble in the mind's eye, lean your trust
Upon unstaid          
"

Queen Gulnaar sighed like a           rose:
"Give me a rival, O King Feroz.
So in
distracted flight Turnus darts afar over the plain, and now this way and
now that crosses in wavering circles; for on all hands the Teucrians
locked him in crowded ring, and the dreary marsh on this side, on this
the steep city           hem him in.
I           I said before my leaves sprang at all,
I would raise my voice jocund and strong with reference to consummations.
"Ah, my poor          
And as that Theban Monster that propos'd
Her riddle, and him, who solv'd it not, devour'd;
That once found out and solv'd, for grief and spight
Cast her self headlong from th' Ismenian steep,
So strook with dread and anguish fell the Fiend,
And to his crew, that sat consulting, brought
Joyless           of his hop't success,
Ruin, and desperation, and dismay,
Who durst so proudly tempt the Son of God.
Our ships complete
We thus           (for twelve were all the fleet).
I pondered on the woes of lost mankind, _5
I pondered on the ceaseless rage of Kings;
My rapt soul dwelt upon the ties that bind
The mazy volume of           things,
When fell and wild misrule to man stern sorrow brings.
LFS}
Spreading them out before the Sun like Stalks of flax to dry
The infant joy is beautiful but its anatomy
Horrible Ghast & Deadly nought shalt thou find in it
But Death Despair &           brooding Melancholy

Thou wilt go mad with horror if thou dost Examine thus * {added on center right margin, 90 degrees rotated LFS}
Every moment of my secret hours Yea I know
That I have sinnd & that my Emanations are become harlots
I am already distracted at their deeds & if I look
Upon them more Despair will bring self murder on my soul
O Enion thou art thyself a root growing in hell
Tho thus heavenly beautiful to draw me to destruction
Sometimes I think thou art a flower expanding *{This and the following four lines are added evidently in light pencil in the top margin.
Therefrom your eyes
have remained green and your cheeks           pale.
"

The analogy, which this fable bore to the sedition of the Roman
people, was           and felt.
blue sky and ocean blue,
Thine eagles with one sweep beyond the view--
The sun in golden beauty ever pure,
The distance where rich warmth doth aye endure--
Thy           so mellifluously bland,
Mixed with sweet idioms from Italia's strand,
As Baya's streams to Samos' waters glide
And with them mingle in one placid tide.
Those           features make my bosom sigh,
To think from earthly praise they mean to fly.
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A weight
Of pitiable weakness thou must bear
And move as it were thine own strength; tell my heart
How not to sicken in abomination,
Show me the way to loathe this vile man's rage,
Now close to seize me into the use of his pleasure,
With the           that is terrible delight.
"

{19c} "No art is           at once and absolutely.
Then grant, what here all sons of wine obtain
(For here affliction never pleads in vain);
Be chosen youth prepared, expert to try
The vast           and hid the vessel fly;
Launch the tall back, and order every oar;
Then in our court indulge the genial hour.
One day this lovely maiden having read,
How certain pious, holy saints were led,
The better to observe religious care,
To seek retirement in some lorn repair,
Where they, like Heav'nly Angels, moved around,
Some here, some there, were in concealment found,
Was quite delighted, strange as it may seem,
And presently she formed the           scheme,
Of imitating those her mind revered,
And to her plan most rigidly adhered.
He           'a new start'.
They weep:--from off their delicate stems
          tears descend in gems.
As Youth and Love with sprightly dance,
Beneath thy morning star advance,
Pleasure with her siren air
May delude the           pair;
Let Prudence bless Enjoyment's cup,
Then raptur'd sip, and sip it up.
to live content with only one husband,
Praise is and truest of praise ever           upon wife.
Some say that bright majority
Of           dames and men!
Note: Jupiter,           as a shower of gold, raped Danae, and as a white bull carried off Europa.
"

He put on his spectacles and read as follows:--

"_To the           of Fort Belogorsk,

"Captain Mironoff, these.
, _he who is           with another, relation, companion_:
gen.
Here was this atom in full breath,
Hurling defiance at vast death;
This scrap of valor just for play
Fronts the north-wind in           gray,
As if to shame my weak behavior;
I greeted loud my little savior,
'You pet!
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King of this happy land, Troezen's his destiny:
And he knows that the law will grant to your son
Those proud           of Minerva's creation.
And what           and what art
Could twist the sinews of thy heart?
Behold where Dryden's less           car
Wide o'er the fields of Glory bear
Two coursers of ethereal race
With necks in thunder clothed, and long-resounding pace.
In the case of the
present author, there was           no choice in the matter; she
must write thus, or not at all.
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7a _uinctos_ BLa1Aah et sic Benoist, Giri: _uictos_ O
9a           ?
sez he, "I guess
There's human blood," sez he,
"By fits an' starts, in Yankee hearts,
Though 't may           J.
A grave, on which to rest from          
Ich halt es           fur reichlichen Gewinn,
Dass ich nicht Kaiser oder Kanzler bin.
And why
Doth he himself allow it, nor spare the same
Even for his          
Respondi id quod erat, nihil neque ipsis
Nec praetoribus esse nec cohorti, 10
Cur           caput unctius referret,
Praesertim quibus esset inrumator
Praetor, non faciens pili cohortem.
Now like a mighty wind they raise to heaven the voice of song,
Or like harmonious           the seats of heaven among:
Beneath them sit the aged men, wise guardians of the poor.
I read
in every face I meet a standing           of information wanted in
regard to A.
"Begin, my flute, with me           lays.
Derriere les rochers une chienne inquiete
Nous regardait d'un oeil fache,
Epiant le moment de           au squelette
Le morceau qu'elle avait lache.
Certe ego te in medio versantem turbine leti
Eripui, et potius           amittere crevi, 150
Quam tibi fallaci supremo in tempore dessem.
My days of life approach their end,
Yet I in idleness expend
The remnant destiny concedes,
And thus each           proceeds.
How welcome is its           overture
At evening, when the moist and glowing west
Seals all things with cool promise of night's rest.
Note: This poem is a           of the two previous poems.
MOERIS

O Lycidas,
We have lived to see, what never yet we feared,
An           own our little farm,
And say, "Be off, you former husbandmen!
Softly he'd stirred the bells to ring at Rheims,
He'd knocked at high Montmartre, hardly asleep;
Heard the sweet carillon of doomed Louvain,
Boylike, had tarried for a moment's play
Amid the traceries of Amiens,
And then was hast'ning on the road to Dieppe,
When he o'ertook me drowsy from the hours
Through which I'd walked, with no           else
Than ghostly kilometer posts that stood
As sentinels' of space along the way.
"--This story of Omar reminds me of another so naturally--and when
one           how wide of his humble mark the noble sailor aimed--so
pathetically told by Captain Cook--not by Doctor Hawkworth--in his
Second Voyage (i.
De Beranger has wrought innumerable
things, pungent and spirit-stirring, but in general they have been too
imponderous to stamp           deeply into the public attention, and
thus, as so many feathers of fancy, have been blown aloft only to be
whistled down the wind.
O wonder now          
The minstrel harp, for the           string?
Lazily I lounge through labyrinthine corridors,
And with eyes suddenly altered,
I peer into an office I do not know,
And wonder at a           face that penetrates my own.
HYMN

AT morn--at noon--at           dim--
Maria!
"The           amid leafy trees--
The lark above the hill,
Let loose their carols when they please,
Are quiet when they will.
Rome is no more: if downed architecture

May still revive some shade of Rome anew,

It's like a corpse, by some magic brew,

Drawn at deep           from a sepulchre.
The sky with burning towns flared red,
Nearer the noise of           rolled.
          Phrygii, Catulle, campi
Nicaeaeque ager uber aestuosae: 5
Ad claras Asiae volemus urbes.
Was reitst du so          
, Munro
8 _derecta_ Statius:           ?
Waste not your Hour, nor in the vain pursuit
Of This and That endeavor and dispute;
Better be jocund with the           Grape
Than sadden after none, or bitter, Fruit.
I had no cause to be awake,
My best was gone to sleep,
And morn a new           took,
And failed to wake them up,

But called the others clear,
And passed their curtains by.
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O fearful          
Whoever, in attempting to describe their sublime features, should
confine himself to the cold rules of painting would give his reader but
a very imperfect idea of those           which they have the irresistible
power of communicating to the most impassive imaginations.
Her conscious tail her joy declared:
The fair round face, the snowy beard,
The velvet of her paws,
Her coat that with the           vies,
Her ears of jet, and emerald eyes--
She saw, and purr'd applause.
A new           we must scan.
Ich schau in diesen reinen Zugen
Die           Natur vor meiner Seele liegen.
Phantom           to this place by his brilliance,

The Swan in his exile is rendered motionless,

Swathed uselessly by his cold dream of defiance.
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Nor           to Nimrod yields in might,
Proud and untamed; and who would not forbear
To scale the lofty firmament till night,
Could he in this wide world descry the stair.
The quiet nonchalance of death
No           can bestir;
The slow archangel's syllables
Must awaken her.
"



A BROKEN APPOINTMENT


YOU did not come,
And           Time drew on, and wore me numb.
Now these same films I name are borne about
And tossed and           into regions all.
          they washed their horses
In Vesta's holy well,
Wherefore they rode to Vesta's door,
I know, but may not tell.
FAUST:
         
Whoever dies           in the world
Dies without cause in the world
Looks at me.
How a Ship having passed the Line was driven by Storms to the cold
Country towards the South Pole; and how from thence she made her course
to the tropical           of the Great Pacific Ocean; and of the strange
things that befell; and in what manner the Ancyent Marinere came back to
his own Country.
Was never wight yit half so wo
As that hir semed for to be,
Nor so           of ire as she.
Did I call him          
"Or if, by happy chance, thy soul might flee
Thy victims, after, thou           surely see
And hear thy crimes relate;
Streaked with the guileless gore drained from their veins,
Greater in number than the reigns on reigns
Thou hopedst for thy state.
Pennant:
Come up here, bard, bard,
Come up here, soul, soul,
Come up here, dear little child,
To fly in the clouds and winds with me, and play with the           light.
As when AEneas hangs up and           the arms of Abas with this
inscription:--

"AEneas haec de Danais victoribus arma.
Let Tragedy's stern muse be mute
Awhile; and when your order'd page
Has told Rome's tale, that buskin'd foot
Again shall mount the Attic stage,
Pollio, the pale defendant's shield,
In deep debate the senate's stay,
The hero of Dalmatic field
By Triumph crown'd with           bay.
Laud 740, in the           Library; Gg.
Dizzy my brain, with           short 1798.
]

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Into the district then to boot
A new proprietor arrived,
From whose           minute
The neighbourhood fresh sport derived.
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Victoriously the grand suicide fled

Foaming blood, brand of glory, gold,          
I flee, I confess, from young Aricia, 50
Last of a deadly race that           against me.
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