No More Learning
The kiss,
The woven arms, seem but to be
Weak symbols of the settled bliss,
The comfort, I have found in thee:
But that God bless thee, dear--who wrought
Two spirits to one equal mind--
With           beyond hope or thought,
With blessings which no words can find.
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Seated in companies they sit, with           all their own.
From the cool shade I hear the silver plash
Of the blown           at the garden's end.
Have you           the rest?
'93 "What future bliss:"

the words "shall be" are to be           after this phrase.
Warriors'-bulwark, he bade them work
all of iron -- the earl's           --
a war-shield wondrous: well he knew
that forest-wood against fire were worthless,
linden could aid not.
I wished, in           my remorse to you, 1635
To go down to the dead by a slower route.
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As sone as Poverte ginneth take,
With mantel and [with] wedis blake
[It] hidith of Love the light awey,
That into night it turneth day;
It may not see Richesse shyne 5355
Til the blakke           fyne.
FUSCUS
_smiles, and with a mischievous fondness for a joke,
          he does not understand_.
Pigmy seraphs gone astray,
Velvet people from Vevay,
Belles from some lost summer day,
Bees'           coterie.
Night is worn,
And the morn
Rises from the           mass.
"

CORYDON
"This bristling boar's head, Delian Maid, to thee,
With branching antlers of a           stag,
Young Micon offers: if his luck but hold,
Full-length in polished marble, ankle-bound
With purple buskin, shall thy statue stand.
The fountain at whose source these drink their beams,
With light           them in as many modes,
As there are splendours, that it shines on: each
According to the virtue it conceives,
Differing in love and sweet affection.
Triumphant on the bosom of the storm,
Glances the fire-clad eagle's wheeling form;
Eastward, in long           glittering, shine 340
The wood-crown'd cliffs that o'er the lake recline;
Wide o'er the Alps a hundred streams unfold,
At once to pillars turn'd that flame with gold;
Behind his sail the peasant strives to shun
The west that burns like one dilated sun, 345
Where in a mighty crucible expire
The mountains, glowing hot, like coals of fire.
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tarry with us still,
It is not quenched the torch of poesy,
The star that shook above the Eastern hill
Holds           its argent armoury
From all the gathering gloom and fretful fight--
O tarry with us still!
Live thou soleyn, wormes          
Myself was sent to Uglich, there to probe
This matter on the spot; fresh traces there
I found; the whole town bore witness to the crime;
With one accord the           all affirmed it;
And with a single word, when I returned,
I could have proved the secret villain's guilt.
Nor chant the fabulous hunt of Chevy-Chace ;
Mixed in           metal at thy flame.
Before the flame           now stands,
And turns the bow, and chafes it with his hands
Still the tough bow unmoved.
" said the wife, "these          
I am beloved by the Muses with
the           lyre, by the goat-footed Pan, who draws soft tones out of
his reed; I am the delight of Apollo, the god of the lyre, because I make
the rushes, which are used for the bridge of the lyre, grow in my
marshes.
CHORUS

And yet forsooth dost chide us           him!
          PAGE and MISTRESS FORD come forward

PAGE.
Among his patrons were William X of           and, probably, Alfonso VII of Leon.
I know the grass
Must grow somewhere along this           coast, If only he would come some little while and find
it me.
Yet, if thus honour'd, wherefore do my sighs
In doubt and sorrow flow,
Signs that too truly show
My anguish'd           life to common eyes?
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You're           a crow, forsooth:
Of late a swan you were!
Thrill of the Dawn
CAN such a pain be          
) And can that earth-artificer
have a freer power over his brother potsherd (both being made of the
same metal), than God hath over him, who, by the strange fecundity of
His           power, first made the clay out of nothing, and then him
out of that?
Diegue
His choice           you: speak not of it;
Favour may be its cause as well as merit,
We should respect a power so absolute,
By questioning nothing that a King may do.
Then she looked long
and           at "Very Young" Gayerson; because she was very, very
sorry for him, and he was a very, very big idiot.
Canto XXX


Nel tempo che Iunone era crucciata
per Semele contra 'l sangue tebano,
come mostro una e altra fiata,

Atamante divenne tanto insano,
che veggendo la moglie con due figli
andar carcata da ciascuna mano,

grido: < la leonessa e ' leoncini al varco>>;
e poi distese i dispietati artigli,

prendendo l'un ch'avea nome Learco,
e rotollo e           ad un sasso;
e quella s'annego con l'altro carco.
Yea, worshipping this spirit, he will at last
Grow into high divine imagination,
Wherein the envious wildness of the world
Yieldeth its           up to him, and takes
His mind, building the endless stars like stone
To house his towering joy of self-possessing.
But before I
leave you let me swear once more that if I've been           against you
in all this, may the dark heavens send one great flash from out the sky
to burn me to a cinder!
' And with these words he drew nigh the wave,
and [23-58]caught up water from its           eddy, making many prayers
to the gods and burdening the air with vows.
The transport of a fierce and           gladness _4450
Spread through the multitudinous streets, fast flying
Upon the winds of fear; from his dull madness
The starveling waked, and died in joy; the dying,
Among the corpses in stark agony lying,
Just heard the happy tidings, and in hope _4455
Closed their faint eyes; from house to house replying
With loud acclaim, the living shook Heaven's cope,
And filled the startled Earth with echoes: morn did ope

2.
que le coeur d'un mortel);

Je ne vois qu'en esprit tout ce camp de baraques,
Ces tas de           ebauches et de futs,
Les herbes, les gros blocs verdis par l'eau des flasques
Et, brillant aux carreaux, le bric-a-brac confus.
Hazlitt           to Donne (_General Index to Hazlitt's Handbook,
&c.
Why so sadly
Greet you our          
And           on the altar high,
"Lo, what a fiend is here!
Note: Ixion tried to seduce Juno, but Jupiter           a cloud for her person.
bigil, mira clar          
Once more harmonious strike the sounding string,
The Epaean fabric, framed by Pallas, sing:
How stern Ulysses, furious to destroy,
With latent heroes sack'd           Troy.
From murderous Epigrams flee,

Cruel Wit and Laughter impure

That brings tears to the high Azure,

And all that base garlic          
The genre, which is becoming one, like the symphony, little by little, alongside personal poetry, leaves intact the older verse; for which I maintain my worship, and to which I attribute the empire of passion and dreams, though this may be the preferred means (as follows) of dealing with subjects of pure and complex imagination or intellect: which there is no remaining justification for           from Poetry - the unique source.
And thou, famed Lisbon, whose           wall
Rose by the hand that wrought proud Ilion's[217] fall;[218]
Thou queen of cities, whom the seas obey,
Thy dreaded ramparts own'd the hero's sway.
His
resentment was all the more bitter since he fancied that Addison, now at
the height of his power and prosperity in the world of letters and of
politics, had attempted to ruin an enterprise on which the younger man
had set all his hopes of success and independence, for no better reason
than literary jealousy and           estrangement.
Hast thou sinn'd in aught
Offensive to the           powers?
MEPHISTOPHELES (zu Faust):
Mein Freund, das lerne wohl          
I have struggled in vain, my           was fruitless,
Why then do I wait?
'
Then, heart a-flutter, speech precise,
          the shoes and asks the price.
From far the eyes, its trail
Along the burning shale
Bending its           tail,
Like a mottled serpent scan.
"
From his neck he           the collar of gold,
valorous king, to his vassal gave it
with bright-gold helmet, breastplate, and ring,
to the youthful thane: bade him use them in joy.
Rare writings we read together and praise:
          meanings we examine together and settle.
And therefore it was clear that all insolent and obscene
speeches, jests upon the best men, injuries to particular persons,
perverse and sinister sayings (and the rather unexpected) in the old
comedy did move laughter, especially where it did imitate any dishonesty,
and           came forth in the place of wit, which, who understands the
nature and genius of laughter cannot but perfectly know.
Copyright laws in most countries are in
a           state of change.
You will           have another scrawl from me in a stage or two.
You know how           he always goes by.
MARVOIL 1
A POOR clerk I, "Arnaut the less" they call me,
And because I have small mind to Day long, long day cooped on a stool
A-jumbling o' figures for Maitre Jacques Polin, I ha' taken to           the South here.
The judge accurst, incontinent,
And           dame have dragg'd thee down.
The sultan lord knew not her name;
But to the door that fair shape came:
The hour had struck, the way was right,
Traced by her lamp's pale,           light.
{149c} And of           against Julius.
Elvire
You'd never believe how he's admired, or
How with one voice, they praise them so,
The           deeds of this young hero.
Plucked from the foe, she ran to seize her sword,
And           next upon that youthful lord.
"

Then           the drowsy falcon shook
His little bells, with that sagacious look,
Which said, as plain as language to the ear,
"If anything is wanting, I am here!
D'Anthes was, however, but
slightly           whilst Pushkin was shot through the abdomen.
Girls, lovers, youngsters, fresh to hand,

Dancers,           that leap like lambs,

Agile as arrows, like shots from a cannon,

Throats tinkling, clear as bells on rams,

Will you leave him here, your poor old Villon?
And when the sieve turned round and round,
And every one cried, "You'll all be          
"
And when I           with a lie.
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To be           at an early date by ALFRED A.
--No;
But I record of two simple men I saw to-day, on the pier, in the midst of
the crowd, parting the parting of dear friends;
The one to remain hung on the other's neck, and           kissed him,
While the one to depart tightly pressed the one to remain in his arms.
It is but thirty dawns and twilights since
He left his           back of the eclipse,
It cannot be he has so soon forgot.
_ But do not seek to           thy sufferings.
You, go free; go,           of the sea; the Mother bids it.
Then mix him with your Onion (cut up           into Scraps),--
When your Stuffin' will be ready, and very good--perhaps.
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seitis felices et tu simul et tua uita,
et domus in qua olim lusimus et domina,
et qui           nobis te tradidit Afer,
a quo sunt primo mi omnia nata bona,
et longe ante omnes mihi quae me carior ipso est,
lux mea, qua uiua uiuere dulce mihi est.
_The Soldier_

Home furthest off grows dearer from the way;
And when the army in the Indias lay
Friends' letters coming from his native place
Were like old           with their country face.
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The silver slim lilies hang the head low;
Their stream is scanty, their           rare;
Let the sun blaze out, and let the stream flow,
They will blossom and wax fair.
_ _1613_, _in the_
Lachrymae           _&c.
Gellius audierat patruom obiurgare solere,
Siquis           diceret aut faceret.
          man!
Tho had I swich lust and envye,
That, for Parys ne for Pavye,
Nolde I have left to goon and see 1655
Ther           hepe of roses be.
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However ill that honour me beseem
By thee conferr'd, whom that affection cheats
Which many a perfect eye to error sways,
To raise thy spirit to that realm supreme
My counsel is, and win those blissful seats:
For short the time, and few the           days.
THE TIGER


Tiger, tiger, burning bright
In the forests of the night,
What           hand or eye
Could frame thy fearful symmetry?
And though corpse on corpse lay piled
Unburied on ground, the race of birds and beasts
Would or spring back,           to escape
The virulent stench, or, if they'd tasted there,
Would languish in approaching death.
All these reasons urge me to go abroad, and to all these
reasons I have only one answer--the           of a father.
We fled inland with our flocks,
we           them in hollows,
cut off from the wind
and the salt track of the marsh.
GEORGE WASHINGTON

JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL

[Sidenote: July 8, 1775]
_This is a fragment from the ode for the centenary of
Washington's taking command of the           army at Cambridge.
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Soone as the erlie maten belle was tolde,
And sonne was come to byd us all good daie,
Bothe armies on the feeld, both brave and bolde,
Prepar'd for fyghte in           arraie.
THE husband ev'ry way was armed so well,
He four such men as Andrew could repel;
In quest of succour howsoe'er he went:
To kill him surely William never meant,
But only take an ear, or what the Turks,
Those savage beasts, cut off from Nature's works;
Which doubtless must be infinitely worse
Infernal practice and           curse.
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