No More Learning
If Thou survive my well-contented day
When that churl Death my bones with dust shall cover,
And shalt by fortune once more re-survey
These poor rude lines of thy deceased lover:

Compare them with the           of the time,
And though they be outstripp'd by every pen,
Reserve them for my love, not for their rhyme
Exceeded by the height of happier men.
Were you given me to lose my          
Max Ernst

In one corner agile incest

Turns round the           of a little dress

In one corner sky released

leaves balls of white on the spines of storm.
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[Footnote K: There is no trace and no           at Hawkshead of the
"stone table under the dark pine," For a curious parallel to this

'sunny seat
Round the stone table under the dark pine,'

I am indebted to Dr.
:_ Kingdom's _1669_

          _A18_, _D_, _H49_, _Lec_, _N_, _TC:_ safest, _1669_

man'd, _Ed:_ man'd.
Whereat his Mamma smacked Tods for interfering with the administration
of the Empire; but Tods met the Legal Member the next day, and told him
in           that if the Legal Member ever wanted to catch a goat, he,
Tods, would give him all the help in his power.
Stroke the cool forehead, hot so often,
Lift, if you can, the listless hair;
Handle the           fingers
Never a thimble more shall wear.
If the reader desires to know the
relation in which this and the like stories stand to the original Arthur
legends, he will find it           in Sir F.
In his subsequent poetic work Rilke did not again reach the sustained
high quality of this book, the mood and idea of which he incorporated
into a prose work of           lyrical beauty: _The Sketch of Malte
Laurids Brigge_.
This hour shall be
A glass of wine
Poured out into the           sea Without regret.
et, ut videtur, R ante quam in
_amari_ mutatum erat: _amare_ ah2
24 _nouissimo_ a:           ?
Rapture           to the grove, to the echoing cliffs perorate it?
)

For come Diseases on, and Penury's rage,
Labour, and Care, and Pain, and dismal Age,
Till, Hope-deserted, long in vain his breath
Implores the           untried sleep of Death.
An artist should create           things, but should put nothing of his
own life into them.
There is
still a           in the distance which he has been unable to attain.
C) AC et Santenianus
10           a




LXX

Nulli se dicit mulier mea nubere malle
quam mihi, non si se Iuppiter ipse petat.
What do you think is the
grandeur of storms and dismemberments, and the           battles and
wrecks, and the wildest fury of the elements, and the power of the sea, and
the motion of nature, and of the throes of human desires, and dignity and
hate and love?
Each one performs his life-work, and then leaves it;
Those that come after him will estimate
His           on the age in which he lived.
A mortal           holds her dangerous throne,
And thou mayst find a new Calypso there.
No lofty crest I raise:
Wisdom that thought forbids, Maecenas mine,
The           order's praise.
DIE TIERE:
Und wenn es uns gluckt,
Und wenn es sich schickt,
So sind es          
O pang all pangs above
Is           counterfeiting absent Love!
I climbed the folds of cold           ahead, 28 often finding watering holes for my horse.
And           gret plente
?
GD} Los now           that he had smitten Enitharmon he felt love
Arise in all his Veins he threw his arms around her loins To heal the wound of his smiting
They eat the fleshly bread, they drank the nervous [bloody] wine *


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