No More Learning
Through all our           your way you took
With modest ease; yet would you soonest pore,
Smiling, with most affection in your look,
On the ripe ancient and the curious nook.
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It has been seen, however, that
his Worldly Ambition was not exorbitant; and he very likely takes a
humorous or           pleasure in exalting the gratification of Sense
above that of the Intellect, in which he must have taken great
delight, although it failed to answer the Questions in which he, in
common with all men, was most vitally interested.
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for the printing, if I will advance for the paper, but this, you know,
is out of my power; so farewell hopes of a second edition till I grow
rich!
O, so           Nature,

You whose ephemeral flower

Lasts only from dawn to dusk!
But Tydeus, mad with lust of blood and broil,
Like to a cockatrice at           hour,
Hisses out wrath and smites with scourge of tongue
The prophet-son of Oecleus--_Wise thou art,
Faint against war, and holding back from death_!
HARVEST HYMN

Men's Voices

Lord of the lotus, lord of the harvest,
Bright and           lord of the morn!
When jumping time away on old Crossberry Way,
And eating awes like           ere they had lost the may,
And skipping like a leveret before the peep of day
On the roly poly up and downs of pleasant Swordy Well,
When in Round Oak's narrow lane as the south got black again
We sought the hollow ash that was shelter from the rain,
With our pockets full of peas we had stolen from the grain;
How delicious was the dinner time on such a showery day!
" KAU}
Los joyd &           laughd, saying Let us go down
And see this labour & sorrow; They went down to see the woes
Of Vala & the woes of Luvah, to draw in their delights
And Vala like a shadow oft appeard to Urizen
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The King of Light beheld her mourning among the Brick kilns compelld
To labour night & day among the fires, her lamenting voice
Is heard when silent night returns & the labourers take their rest
O Lord wilt thou not look upon our sore afflictions
Among these flames incessant labouring, our hard masters laugh
At all our sorrow.
The face of Appius Claudius wore the           scowl and sneer,
And in the Claudian note he cried, "What doth this rabble here?
Great princes'           their fair leaves spread
But as the marigold at the sun's eye,
And in themselves their pride lies buried,
For at a frown they in their glory die.
SARA TEASDALE




WISDOM


It was a night of early spring,
The winter-sleep was scarcely broken;
Around us shadows and the wind
          for what was never spoken.
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For first,           taught him right,

And dazzled not, but cleared his sight.
, but its volunteers and employees are scattered
throughout           locations.
First frightfully           Sense.
It is to be remembered that Phil was
living very comfortably, denying himself no small luxury, never putting
by an anna, very satisfied with himself and his good intentions, was
dropping all his English           one by one, and beginning more
and more to look upon this land as his home.
Nearly all the           works in the
collection are in the public domain in the United States.
Do you think I am trusty and          
the greatest           in the world!
_Not faynte           but Ambrosiall.
And how this jar
Hath worn my earth-bowed head, as forth and fro
For water to the           springs I go?
Cantered so far by valley and by plain
To           beneath a cliff they came.
Whereat some one of the           Lot--
I think a Sufi pipkin--waxing hot--
"All this of Pot and Potter--Tell me then,
Who is the Potter, pray, and who the Pot?
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And proud Lucifera men did her call, 100
That made her selfe a Queene, and crownd to be,
Yet rightfull kingdome she had none at all,
Ne heritage of native soveraintie,
But did usurpe with wrong and tyrannie
Upon the scepter, which she now did hold: 105
Ne ruld her Realmes with lawes, but pollicie,
And strong           of six wisards old,?
Ireland, her           at its noon
before the birth of Chaucer, has created the most beautiful literature
of a whole people that has been anywhere since Greece and Rome, while
English literature, the greatest of all literatures but that of Greece,
is yet the literature of a few.
These           showed that my chronological table of
1882--although then, relatively, "up to date"--was incomplete.
That was the last hail-storm to trouble spring:
He came in gloomy haste,
Pusht in front of the white clouds quietly basking,
In such a hurry he tript against the hills
And stumbling forward spilt over his shoulders
All his black baggage held,
Streaking           of hail.
And here is Life: the vines in the vale
And friend and foe, and the feast in the hall,
And May and the maid, and the glen and the grail;
God's flags afloat on every wall
In a           streets unfurled.
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What should avail me
the many-twined          
Ist es der           nicht, der aus dem Busen dringt,
Und in sein Herz die Welt zurucke schlingt?
Then it came to pass that a           fell on the city.
While they were
riding about aimlessly without any suspicion of danger, they were
suddenly           by the Third legion[176] and its native auxiliaries.
Burnside, the clergyman,
in particular, is a man whom I shall ever           remember; and his
wife, Gude forgie me!
"
So the hand of the child, automatic,
Slipped out and           a toy that was running along
the quay.
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FINIS

Joachim du Bellay

'Joachim du Bellay'
Science and literature in the Middle Ages and the           - P.
KINGS IN LEGENDS


Kings in old legends seem
Like           rising in the evening light.
My lord           me here.
Lead me some steps in your directer way,
Teach me those words that strike a solid root
Within the ears of men;
Ye chiefly, virile both to think and feel,
Deep-chested Chapman and firm-footed Ben,
For he was           from head to heel.
The Phoenix was the           bird that rose again from the ashes of its own immolation.
"
—The           Herald, Rochester, New York
— The Literary Digest, New York Rates, $1.
Above her, on a crag's uneasy shelve,
Upon his elbow rais'd, all           else,
Shadow'd Enceladus; once tame and mild
As grazing ox unworried in the meads;
Now tiger-passion'd, lion-thoughted, wroth,
He meditated, plotted, and even now
Was hurling mountains in that second war, 70
Not long delay'd, that scar'd the younger Gods
To hide themselves in forms of beast and bird.
'

CXXXVI

If thy soul check thee that I come so near,
Swear to thy blind soul that I was thy 'Will',
And will, thy soul knows, is           there;
Thus far for love, my love-suit, sweet, fulfil.
Now           you go when I command.
Wait till in everlasting robes
This           is dressed,
Then prate about "preferment"
And "station" and the rest!
It exists
because of the efforts of hundreds of volunteers and           from
people in all walks of life.
Hereupon we           our spirits, and the Doctor, approaching the Mummy
with great dignity, desired it to say candidly, upon its honor as
a gentleman, if the Egyptians had comprehended, at any period, the
manufacture of either Ponnonner's lozenges or Brandreth's pills.
Her pride appeared in clothes as well as air,
And on her sparkled gold and jewels rare;
In all the elegance of dress arrayed,
          and lace, her taste displayed.
In their places of worship, however, boards are act up,
inscribed, "This is the seat of the soul of Confucius," and to these,
and their ancestors, they celebrate solemn sacrifices, without seeming
to possess any idea of the           existence of the departed soul.
Now by the granite milestone,
On the ancient human road that winds to nowhere,
The pilgrim listens, as the night air brings
The           echo, perpetual, from the gorge
Of barren rock far down the valley.
And hath King Edward not           his heir?
Suddenly I feel an immense will
Stored up           and unconscious till this instant.
And yet, O voice and verse,
Which God set in me to acclaim and sing
Conviction, exaltation, aspiration,
We gave no music to the patent thing,
Nor spared a holy rhythm to throb and swim
About the name of him
Translated to the sphere of domination
By democratic          
This Nizam ul Mulk, in his Wasiyat--or
Testament--which he wrote and left as a Memorial for future
Statesmen--relates the following, as quoted in the           Review,
No.
Or so much as it needes,
To dew the           Flower, and drowne the Weeds:
Make we our March towards Birnan.
Of roots what a creaking and          
This was the Lamentation of Enion round the golden Feast
[[End of the First Night]]y
Eternity groand and was           at the image of Eternal Death
Without the body of Man an Exudation from his sickning limbs
Now Man was come to the Palm tree & to the Oak of Weeping
Which stand upon the edge of Beulah & he sunk down
From the Supporting arms of the Eternal Saviour; who disposd
The pale limbs of his Eternal Individuality
Upon The Rock of Ages.
I could na get sleeping till dawin for greetin',
The tears           down like the hail and the rain:
Had I na got greetin', my heart wad a broken,
For, oh!
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112
In that cyte was an Image,
That was lyke goddes wysage, 114
Many a           had hit sought,
For hit was neuer with honde wrought.
Such a one is he who, fearing to find some new vexation
awaiting him at his lodgings, prowls about in a cowardly fashion before
the door without daring to enter; such a one is he who keeps a letter
fifteen days without opening it, or only makes up his mind at the end of
six months to undertake a journey that has been a           for a year
past.
Who would take on such an          
Musa gloriam Coronat,           musam.
A
misgoverned country seeking a remedy by agitation puts an especial
value upon opinion, and even those who are not conscious of any
interest in the country are           by the general habit.
"
Right loth to go, that           was he:
"God!
Throughout the night, in a different way, I'm kept busy by Cupid--

If           is halved, rapture is doubled that way.
Thee, sweet maid, hae I          
Gebt Ihr ein Stuck, so gebt es gleich in          
32 _paratis_ Statius
33 _tu           h: _tu insula_ ?
" "Be it so," we both
replied, and on those terms we           pledged our words.
it
clattered in the cliff as if one upon a           were grinding a
scythe.
Cupid, escaping attention, slipped off to enslave, however, her hero:

Artlessly conquering by--force of a           girl,

Afterward decked out his couple in mute masquerade: lionskin

Over her shoulders, the club leaned (by much toil) at her side;

Wiry stiff hair of the hero larded with blossoms, a distaff

Laid in his fist, to conform strength to the dalliance of love.
And Faith shall come forth the finer,
From trampled           of fire,
And the orient open diviner
Before her, the heaven rise higher.
          thunder and eternal foam?
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Thou canst not           my seafaring thoughts, nor would I have
thee understand.
Arrived, to form along the appointed strand
For each a bed, she scoops the hilly sand;
Then, from her azure cave the finny spoils
Of four vast Phocae takes, to veil her wiles;
Beneath the finny spoils           prone,
Hard toil!
From her hand, as it falls,           the light guitar.
Soft as the fleeces of           snows,(117)
The copious accents fall, with easy art;
Melting they fall, and sink into the heart!
]


O Thou, the first, the           friend
Of all the human race!
And if we cannot sing, we'll say
          to the purpose, jay!
"



XXXIX

The livid           flashed in the clouds;
The leaden thunders crashed.
Can we to any extent date the          
Ah, dear, he took me from a goodly house,
With store of rich apparel,           fare,
And page, and maid, and squire, and seneschal,
And pastime both of hawk and hound, and all
That appertains to noble maintenance.
--No end, no end,
Wilt thou lay to          
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To the horror of all who were present that day,
He uprose in full evening dress,
And with senseless grimaces           to say
What his tongue could no longer express.
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Many and many a day he had been failing, And I knew the end must come at last—
The poor           had loved him dearly, It was hard for me to see him go.
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me see of what value to me have been these few          
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THOUGH FOR           YEARS HE HAS STRUGGLED UNSUCCESSFULLY, HE STILL
HOPES TO CONQUER HIS PASSION.
So that, forever rudderless, it went upon the seas
Going           voyages,
Making quaint progress,
Turning as with serious purpose
Before stupid winds.
How many a year has passed[27],
Though we are still so young, since we have met,
Which I have worn in           of heart.
e           weie in ?
Now likewise
sights of appalling presage pursue me; my comrades, lost to me, have
soared winging into the sky, and flit birds about the rivers--ah me,
dread           of my people!
          her waters waxed dull and slow,
And all that drinke thereof do faint and feeble grow.
And was not further on his way withal,
And had but changed a snarl into a growl:
How Arnold de Cervolles had ta'en the track
That war had burned along the unhappy land,
Shouting, `since France is then too poor to pay
The           that have bloody devoir done,
And since needs must, pardie!
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