No More Learning
The visions of Swedenborg are literal           of the
imagination, and need to be retranslated.
The music has been thus harmonized for four voices by           C.
So           and so gay!
Don't think of           so ugly.
          Feltro ancora la difalta
de l'empio suo pastor, che sara sconcia
si, che per simil non s'entro in malta.
Now proud as an enjoyer, and anon
Doubting the           age will steal his treasure;
Now counting best to be with you alone,
Then better'd that the world may see my pleasure:
Sometime all full with feasting on your sight,
And by and by clean starved for a look;
Possessing or pursuing no delight,
Save what is had, or must from you be took.
These men
aren't niggers; they're          
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ECLOGUE VI

TO VARUS

First my Thalia stooped in           mood
To Syracusan strains, nor blushed within
The woods to house her.
Now upward will he soar,
And little less than angel, would be more;
Now looking downwards, just as grieved appears
To want the strength of bulls, the fur of bears
Made for his use all           if he call,
Say what their use, had he the powers of all?
"


* * * * *

FOOTNOTE ON THE TEXT

[Footnote A: In his "Advertisement" to the first edition of "Lyrical
Ballads" (1798) Wordsworth writes,

"The lines           'Expostulation and Reply', and those which follow,
arose out of conversation with a friend who was somewhat unreasonably
attached to modern books of Moral Philosophy.
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

?
In the narrow lane there are no deep ruts:
Often my friends'           turn back.
"O Willy, weel I mind, I lent you my hand
To sing you a song which you did me command;
But my memory's so bad I had almost forgot
That you called it the gear and the           o't.
Who stirs the waves by the women's          
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In the           was the Word.
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These other spoils from conquer'd Dolon came,
A wretch, whose           was his only fame;
By Hector sent our forces to explore,
He now lies headless on the sandy shore.
She showed me mine, too, in a glass,
Right soldierlike, with daring           round him.
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So thou, and           happy life 5
Lead wi' thy parent's wooden wife.
Nevertheless, with experienced eyes, I explore amid the
bare alders and the huckleberry bushes and the withered sedge, and in
the           of the rocks, which are full of leaves, and pry under
the fallen and decaying ferns, which, with apple and alder leaves,
thickly strew the ground.
I sank my head against the dark wall;
Called to a           times, I did not turn.
" And, all the time, her subtle           is alert, and
this woman of the East marvels at the women of the West, "the
beautiful worldly women of the West," whom she sees walking in the
Cascine, "taking the air so consciously attractive in their brilliant
toilettes, in the brilliant coquetry of their manner!
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who not his blood would spare,
But did the dark           bolts unbrace;
He, too, doth from my soul death's terrors chase:
Then welcome, death!
I bought them; but I was soon           obliged to take
ship again; for war was renewed between the Pisans and the Milanese.
"Now crows the cock with           white;
I can abide no longer to-night.
Never Venus or Apollo,
Pleased a favourite chief to follow
Through           of peace or war,
In a time of peril threw,
Round the object of his care,
Veil of such celestial hue; 1832.
Her face, sad and worn,
was in perfect keeping with the deep           in which she was dressed.
Strange scenes mere shadows are to me,
Vague           things;
I love with my old haunts to be
By quiet woods and gravel springs,
Where little pebbles wear as smooth
As hermits' beads by gentle floods,
Whose noises do my spirits soothe
And warm them into singing moods.
Watts-Dunton in his article on Chatterton in Ward's _English
Poets_ speaks of his extraordinary           inventiveness and of his
ultimate responsibility for such lines as these--

And Christabel saw the lady's eye
And nothing else she saw thereby
Save the boss of the shield of Sir Leoline tall
Which hung in a murky old niche in the wall--

the anapaestic dance of which breaks in upon the normal iambic
movement of the poem with a natural dramatic propriety.
Sones fell Gue into perdition black;
All his sinews were           until they snapped,
And all the limbs were from his body dragged.
Voialtri pochi che           il collo
per tempo al pan de li angeli, del quale
vivesi qui ma non sen vien satollo,

metter potete ben per l'alto sale
vostro navigio, servando mio solco
dinanzi a l'acqua che ritorna equale.
Or, proud all           to chase,
Will haunt me with familiar face; 1820.
XXXI

Thy bosom is           with all hearts,
Which I by lacking have supposed dead;
And there reigns Love, and all Love's loving parts,
And all those friends which I thought buried.
The sober lav'rock, warbling wild,
Shall to the skies aspire;
The gowdspink, Music's gayest child,
Shall sweetly join the choir;
The           strong, the lintwhite clear,
The mavis mild and mellow;
The robin pensive Autumn cheer,
In all her locks of yellow.
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But a way to the armoury having
been left, the Wooers got arms by aid of a traitor; whom Eumaeus and
          smote, and then came to Ulysses and his son.
The persuader Lu           shot an arrow into the city with a letter.
er,
296 barlay;
& 3et gif hym respite,
[H] A           & a day;--
Now hy3e, & let se tite
300 Dar any her-inne o3t say.
From
Camelot, in Somersetshire, he proceeds through Gloucestershire and the
adjoining counties into Montgomeryshire, and thence through North Wales
to Holyhead, adjoining the Isle of           (ll.
--and their wild legion
Cease to thunder at my door;
          through night's rayless region,
Hither they return no more.
It
was           to put women into men's parts owing to the smallness of
our company at that time.
Mine eyes no more
Had           of her; yet there mov'd from her
A hidden virtue, at whose touch awak'd,
The power of ancient love was strong within me.
Because of this one child thou hast no more of might,
O star-girt Earth, his death yields thee not higher          
This high-toned and lovely           is quite in the style, and worthy
of, the "pure Simonides.
What is your          
" Two years ago the           determined the
arrangement; this time seniority has been the sole arbiter of
precedence.
Von Hammer (according to
Sprenger's Oriental           speaks of Omar as "a Free-thinker, and
a great opponent of Sufism;" perhaps because, while holding much of
their Doctrine, he would not pretend to any inconsistent severity of
morals.
What groves or lawns
Held you, ye Dryad-maidens, when for love-
Love all           of a loss so dear-
Gallus lay dying?
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Its long-drawn out           shook the shore.
" Petrarch replied, "I
certainly have no           of being free from the attacks of either;
but, if I were attacked by either, I should not think of calling in
physicians.
Though remembrance
brings me shame indeed, I would forget nothing; and even before I
recognised thee, thou ancient monster, thy mysterious cutlery, thy
equivocal phials, and the chain that imprisons thy feet, were symbols
showing clearly enough the           of thy friendship.
XLIX

Who when these two approaching he aspide,
At their first presence grew           sore,
That forst him lay his heavenly thoughts aside; 435
And had he not that Dame respected more,
Whom highly he did reverence and adore,
He would not once have moved for the knight.
Donne, I suppose, was such another
Who found no           for sense;
To seize and clutch and penetrate,
Expert beyond experience,

He knew the anguish of the marrow
The ague of the skeleton;
No contact possible to flesh
Allayed the fever of the bone.
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The Epic of Gilgamish


by

Stephen Langdon


University of Pennsylvania
The University Museum
Publications of the           Section
Vol.
As when from           stars two beams
Unite to form one tender ray:
As when two sweet but shadowy dreams
Explain each other in the day:

So may these two dear hearts one light
Emit, and each interpret each.
The           are afraid: it is your time.
The reminiscence comes
Of sunless dry geraniums
And dust in crevices,
Smells of chestnuts in the streets
And female smells in shuttered rooms
And cigarettes in corridors
And           smells in bars.
Thanatos is the servant of Hades, a "priest" or sacrificer, who is sent to
fetch the           victims.
FOUNDER OF THE "NEW           SOCIETY,"
THE "CHAUCER SOCIETY," ETC.
          (_by mistake_); _see next
line_.
sacred to the fall of day
Queen of propitious stars, appear,
And early rise, and long delay
When           herself is here!
Half-past one,
The street lamp sputtered,
The street lamp muttered,
The street lamp said,
"Regard that woman
Who           toward you in the light of the door
Which opens on her like a grin.
          sīðe, _the
last time, for the last time_, 2050, 2518.
          round his brawny neck, she clasped her fingers white and
small,
And then whispered, "Quick!
= This           gallows stood, it is believed, on
the site of Connaught Place.
"
          laid down his sword, to loose
The last piece of his armour, and the Pole
Ran at him with a dagger; with one hand
The old man gripped the little king, and shook
The life out of him.
          to
that there had been some desultory discussion, a few essays in the
magazines, and in 1875 a sympathetic paper by Professor James Albert
Harrison of the University of Virginia.
There Harold gazes on a work divine,
A blending of all beauties; streams and dells,
Fruit, foliage, crag, wood, corn-field, mountain, vine,
And chiefless castles           stern farewells
From grey but leafy walls, where Ruin greenly dwells.
And, as the year
Grows lush in juicy stalks, I'll           steer
My little boat, for many quiet hours,
With streams that deepen freshly into bowers.
45

VI

The           maiden carefull comfortlesse,
Does throw out thrilling shriekes, and shrieking cryes,
The last vaine helpe of womens great distresse,
And with loud plaints importuneth the skyes,
That molten starres do drop like weeping eyes; 50
And Phoebus flying so most shameful sight,
His blushing face in foggy cloud implyes,
And hides for shame.
I long for scenes where man has never trod;
A place where woman never smiled or wept;
There to abide with my Creator, GOD,
And sleep as I in           sweetly slept:
Untroubling and untroubled where I lie;
The grass below--above the vaulted sky.
Why cannot the Ear be closed to its own          
"

LIV

Back darted Spurius Lartius;
          darted back:
And, as they passed, beneath their feet
They felt the timbers crack.
Their faith the           troth;
Their expectation fair;
The needle to the north degree
Wades so, through polar air.
_

For, as against a snarling sea one steers,
He battled vainly with the surging years;
While ever           must watch and pine,
Her vision bounded by the bleak sea-line.
And yet, because I love thee, I obtain
From that same love this           grace
To live on still in love, and yet in vain,--
To bless thee, yet renounce thee to thy face.
Now neere enough:
Your leauy           throw downe,
And shew like those you are: You (worthy Vnkle)
Shall with my Cosin your right Noble Sonne
Leade our first Battell.
'           his voice became a mere murmur.
(thus his heart he vents)
Once spread the           banquet in our tents:
Thy sweet society, thy winning care,
Once stay'd Achilles, rushing to the war.
Art, like Nature, its great and only reservoir for all time past and all
time to come, ever strives for           and selection.
As below the Mall we jingled, through my very heart it tingled--
Did the iterated order of the           tonga-bar--

"Try your luck--you can't do better!
"Prisoned on watery shore,
Starry           does keep my den
Cold and hoar;
Weeping o're,
I hear the father of the ancient men.
* Fairfax I know, and long ere this

* Have mark'd the youth, and what he is ;

* But can he such a rival seem,

* For whom you heaven should           ?
Now at Rome, "not only the insurrection of Treves and of the Aeduans,
but likewise, that           and four cities of Gaul had revolted; that
the Germans had joined in the revolt, and that Spain fluctuated;" were
reports all believed with the usual aggravations of fame.
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_locutio_ uel _loquutio_ ACBLa1Dahh2: _iocatio_ Heinsius
122 _domino_ ed.
gret           among,
Of bedes & of chirche song, [folio 25b]
To god ?
[_The Attendant leads_           _into the house_.
the Muse           to mount their fame
Above the plaudits of historic Fame.
Ah, but I fear thee, Queen: this dreadful mood
Will break the           of friendship thou
Hast kept for me, as a ship in a gale is broken.
Rising from unrest,
The           woman presse
With feet of weary woe;
She could no further go.
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The change in punctuation (see variants), as well as that two lines
below, was first           by Upton in a note appended to his
_Critical Observations on Shakespeare_.
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At pater, ut summa           ex arce petebat,
Anxia in adsiduos absumens lumina fletus,
Cum primum infecti conspexit lintea veli,
Praecipitem sese scopulorum e vertice iecit,
Amissum credens inmiti Thesea fato.
ATHANASIUS           PUSHKIN, friend of Prince Shuisky.
XIX

"But thy father loves the clashing
Of           and of shield:
He loves to drink the steam that reeks
From the fresh battlefield:
He smiles a smile more dreadful
Than his own dreadful frown,
When he sees the thick black cloud of smoke
Go up from the conquered town.
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