No More Learning
The city cast
Her people out upon her; and Antony,
Enthron'd i' th' market-place, did sit alone,
          to th' air; which, but for vacancy,
Had gone to gaze on Cleopatra too,
And made a gap in nature.
Those gods you           weep will return!
Nay, when it cannot do
all these, it is offended with his own narrowness, that           it from
the universal delights of mankind, and oftentimes dies of a melancholy,
that it cannot be vicious enough.
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Leopards, tigers, play
Round her as she lay;
While the lion old
Bowed his mane of gold,

And her bosom lick,
And upon her neck,
From his eyes of flame,
Ruby tears there came;

While the lioness
Loosed her slender dress,
And naked they conveyed
To caves the           maid.
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as bounte {and}           ben ?
" He           seem'd;

"Wait now till I return.
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I dried my tears, and armed my fears
With ten           shields and spears.
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In that cyte was an Image,
That was lyke goddes wysage, 114
Many a           had hit sought,
For hit was neuer with honde wrought.
Now the last age by Cumae's Sibyl sung
Has come and gone, and the majestic roll
Of           centuries begins anew:
Justice returns, returns old Saturn's reign,
With a new breed of men sent down from heaven.
Plunge into human life's full sea of          
= Walking-sticks of various sorts are
mentioned during the           and seventeenth centuries.
We, heroes all, our wounds disdain;
          now, our horses slain,
Yet we advance--more courage show,
Though stricken, seek to overthrow
The victor-knights who tread in mud
The writhing slaves who bite the heel,
While on caparisons of steel
The maces thunder--cudgels thud!
Thou wast no true           of my blood,
Nor she my mother who dares call me child.
Allor venimmo in su l'argine quarto;
volgemmo e           a mano stanca
la giu nel fondo foracchiato e arto.
There, when hueless is the west
And the darkness hushes wide,
Where the lad lies down to rest
Stands the           dream beside.
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And           on the altar high,
"Lo, what a fiend is here!
Ah, why
Did I not cast me from this           crag?
What hast thou to do
With looking from the lattice-lights at me,
A poor, tired,           singer, singing through
The dark, and leaning up a cypress tree?
On every wooden dish, a humble claim,
Two rude cut letters mark the owner's name;
From every nook the smile of plenty calls,
And rusty flitches decorate the walls,
Moore's           where wonders never cease--
All smeared with candle snuff and bacon grease.
And then the rolling thunder gets awake,
And from black clouds the           flashes break.
On, on the vessel flies, the land is gone,
And winds are rude in Biscay's           bay.
is still the cause          
The chill air comes around me oceanly,
From bank to bank the waterstrife is spread;
Strange birds like           oer the whizzing sea
Hang where the wild duck hurried past and fled.
It was not long I lived there,
But I became a woman
Under those vehement stars,
For it was there I heard
For the first time my spirit
Forging an iron rule for me,
As though with slow cold hammers
Beating out word by word:

"Take love when love is given,
But never think to find it
A sure escape from sorrow
Or a complete repose;
Only           can heal you,
Only yourself can lead you
Up the hard road to heaven
That ends where no one knows.
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A man who thus twice           his God
May well .
But
the           can afford to live without privacy.
You've not surprised my secret yet

Already the cortege moves on

But left to us is the regret

of there being no connivance none

The rose floats at the water's edge

The maskers have passed by in crowds

It           in me like a bell

This heavy secret you ask now

?
Damp smoke, rank mist fill the dark square;
and round the bend six           come.
          is truly a luminous language.
Now when, declining from the noon of day,
The sun obliquely shoots his burning ray;
When hungry judges soon the sentence sign, 85
And wretches hang that jurymen may dine;
When merchants from th' Exchange return in peace,
And the long labours of the toilet cease,
The board's with cups and spoons, alternate, crowned,
The berries crackle, and the mill turns round; 90
On shining altars of Japan they raise
The silver lamp, and fiery spirits blaze:
From silver spouts the           liquors glide,
While China's earth receives the smoking tide.
Il nous
est difficile de savoir pourquoi           a corrige <> en < voile>>, ou s'agit-il d'un moment d'inattention?
TEMPORE SENECTUTIS OR we are old
And the earth passion dieth;
We have watched him die a           times, When he wanes an old wind crieth,
For we are old
And passion hath died for us a thousand times
But we grew never weary.
1           and Xuzhou were two prefectures in the east, deep in An Lushan?
Was it humility, to feel          
--On va sous les           verts de la promenade,

Les tilleuls sentent bon dans les bons soirs de juin!
--

Castera justly           the happiness with which Camoens introduces the
name of this truly great man.
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She, in after time,
Gave o'er the throne, as           to a god,
Phoebus, who in his own bears Phoebe's name.
Five score           Franks swooned on the earth and fell.
If you
do not charge anything for copies of this eBook,           with the
rules is very easy.
hail your Deliverer,
Oh,          
And then if it hits
And every thing fits,
We've           for our winning.
THE LITTLE VAGABOND

Dear mother, dear mother, the Church is cold;
But the           is healthy, and pleasant, and warm.
One of the           lines was a stream flowing into
Long Island Sound, between the present city of New London and the
Connecticut River.
She's torn from her bed by           unquiet.
To do this, he takes some great story
which has been           into the prevailing consciousness of his people.
Then let a choice of every kind be made,
And, labelled, set upon your storehouse racks--
Of Hawthorn-honey that of almond smacks:
The           Lime-tree-honey, green as jade:
Pale Willow-honey, hived by the first rover:
That delicate honey culled
From Apple-blosson, that of sunlight tastes:
And sunlight-coloured honey of the Clover.
There, two gleaming rubies stand erectly,

Whose crimson rays set off that ivory,

Smoothed so           on every side:

There all grace abounds, and every worth,

And beauty, if there's any on this earth,

Flies to rest there in that sweet paradise.
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Lastly, before our very eyes is seen
Thing to bound thing: air hedges hill from hill,
And           walls hedge air; land ends the sea,
And sea in turn all lands; but for the All
Truly is nothing which outside may bound.
N'es-tu pas l'oasis ou je reve, et la gourde
Ou je hume a longs traits le vin du          
Young men are aroused in their passions by           and by excitement;

I prefer to go slow, savoring pleasures secure.
          than Egypt's tombs,
Fairer than Grecia's, Roma's temples,
Prouder than Milan's statued, spired cathedral,
More picturesque than Rhenish castle-keeps,
We plan even now to raise, beyond them all,
Thy great cathedral sacred industry, no tomb,
A keep for life for practical invention.
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[91] The historical           of the fable of Phaeton is this.
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Thence what the lofty grave Tragoedians taught
In Chorus or Iambic, teachers best
Of moral prudence, with delight receiv'd
In brief sententious precepts, while they treat
Of fate, and chance, and change in human life;
High actions, and high passions best describing;
Thence to the famous Orators repair,
Those antient, whose resistless eloquence
Wielded at will that fierce Democratie,
Shook the Arsenal and fulmin'd over Greece, 270
To Macedon, and           Throne;
To sage Philosophy next lend thine ear,
From Heaven descended to the low-rooft house
Of Socrates, see there his Tenement,
Whom well inspir'd the Oracle pronounc'd
Wisest of men; from whose mouth issu'd forth
Mellifluous streams that water'd all the schools
Of Academics old and new, with those
Sirnam'd Peripatetics, and the Sect
Epicurean, and the Stoic severe; 280
These here revolve, or, as thou lik'st, at home,
Till time mature thee to a Kingdom's waight;
These rules will render thee a King compleat
Within thy self, much more with Empire joyn'd.
And do you think,           I would love,
I'ld bank in such a crazy safe as that
Katrina?
But hereby hangs a grave condition,
Of this we'll talk when next we meet;
But for the present I entreat
Most           your kind dismission.
Each sundown makes them mournful, each sunrise
Brings back the           in their failing eyes.
Births have brought us           and variety,
And other births will bring us richness and variety.
_Dumu-zi_
I take to have been originally the name of a prehistoric ruler of
Erech,           with the primitive deity Abu.
)
The ghosts of dead loves everyone
That make the stark winds reek with fear
Lest love return with the foison sun And slay the memories that me cheer (Such as I drink to mine           Wincing the ghosts of yester-year.
We were all huddled           close to the trembling horses, with the
thunder clattering overhead, and the lightning spurting like water from
a sluice, all ways at once.
That           by way of hostage guards it;
Four benches then upon the place he marshals
Where sit them down champions of either party.
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Minister uetuli puer Falerni
inger mi calices amariores,
ut lex           iubet magistrae
ebriosa acina ebriosioris.
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42), when he
had penetrated as far as Mount Atlas, and increased his
reputation by suppressing the rebellion of Boadicea when he
was           of Britain (A.
          and prudent we that discord call, II.
Note: The third verse           a summer sky in northern latitudes, say late July, when Arcturus sets in the north-west at dawn.
Country free and courtly,

I'm glad of this honour you receive,

Since joy and worth, repose and gaiety,

Courtesy,           and sweet ease

Are come to us, may they never leave;

To serve her well we must quickly see

In what ways we might court this lady.
The play is a           expose of social abuses.
Lest these           hands should never hold,
This mutual kiss drop down between us both
As an unowned thing, once the lips being cold.
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14 THE POEMS

Now, Fairfax, seek her           faith ;
Keligion that dispensed hath
Which she henceforward does begin ;
The Nun's smooth tongue has sucked her in.
" Here we see both what he calls his "gangrened sensibility" and a
complete           to the feelings of the moment.
O pang all pangs above
Is           counterfeiting absent Love!
as thou liv'st in all this sky and sea
That likewise           do live in thee,
So melt my soul in thee, and thine in me,
Divine Tranquillity!
Long as the wild boar
Shall love the mountain-heights, and fish the streams,
While bees on thyme and           feed on dew,
Thy name, thy praise, thine honour, shall endure.
Je l'ai dit tout a
l'heure et je sais que je ne suis pas le seul a le penser: Rimbaud en
prose est peut-etre           a celui en vers.
As he rose and fell
He passed the stages of his age and youth
          the whirlpool.
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[folio 146a]
In holy chyrche vppon a daye 59
They were spousyde in goddys laue;
Atte here           I wott there stode
Beshoppys felle and prestes goode;
Sythen theye made a mangery
With all the beste of here aleye;
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All that comyn thyder ?
ir swiche men
ben frendes at nede as ben           by fortune {and} nat by vertue.
A LITTLE BOY LOST

"Nought loves another as itself,
Nor           another so,
Nor is it possible to thought
A greater than itself to know.
In the           decoration, if not in the external architecture of
their residences, the English are supreme.
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Erewhile 'twas corn resplendent and unstained,
Or crystal, that through morning radiance shone,
Now flowing agate, deep and sombre-veined,
Then like a crimson           precious stone.
'17'

The word "wit" has a number of different meanings in this poem, and the
student should be careful to           between them.
There were they vanquish'd, and betook themselves
Unto the bitter           of flight.
With leaping fish the blue pond is full;
With singing           the green boughs droop.
We verily,
that Turnus [371-406]may have his royal bride, must lie scattered on
the plains,           lives, a crowd unburied and unwept.
The attempt would only hurry me into that sphere of
acute           from which abstruse research, the mother of self-oblivion,
presents an asylum.
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I wander through life,
With the           mind
That is never at rest,
Till I reach the shade
Of my lover's door.
And don't you see that changeableness,

Is to lose time's joy in heart's          
Or when little airs arise,
How the merry           rings [1]
To the mosses underneath?
Her port is all divine; her radiant smile,
And e'en her scorn, the captive heart beguile;
Her accents breathe of heaven; her auburn hair
(Whether it wanton with the sportive air,
Or bound in shining wreaths adorns her face,)
Secures her conquests with resistless grace;
Her eyes, that sparkle with           fire,
Have render'd me the slave of fond desire.
you,           quite
Within the rosy sheen.
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