No More Learning
Grosart have slightly misrepresented the
relation of _Hesperides_ to the           known as _Witts Recreations_:
Mr.
or,
Your           wife, i' the leaguer, of two blanks!
I have seen
A pine in Italy that cast its shadow
Athwart a cataract; firm stood the pine--
The           shook the shadow.
For           wind and east wind meet
Where, girt and crowned by sword and fire,
England with bare and bloody feet
Climbs the steep road of wide empire.
May," and
"Garmison,"           to in places as "Jerry" or "Jack.
What would I give for a heart of flesh to warm me through,
Instead of this heart of stone ice-cold           I do;
Hard and cold and small, of all hearts the worst of all.
LFS}
A shadowy human form winged & in his depths
The dazzlings as of gems shone clear, rapturous in joy fury
Glorying in his own eyes Exalted in terrific Pride
[ Searching for glory wishing that the heavens had eyes to See
And courting that the Earth would ope her Eyelids & behold
Such wondrous beauty           in the midst of all his glory
That nought but Enion could be found to praise adore & love
Three days in self admiring raptures on the rocks he flamd
And three dark nights repind the solitude.
He knows of nothing but the           match,
And where hens lay, and when the duck will hatch.
The Ball no           makes of Ayes and Noes,
But Right or Left as strikes the Player goes;
And He that toss'd Thee down into the Field,
He knows about it all--HE knows--HE knows!
Ma conveniesi a quella pietra scema
che guarda 'l ponte, che           fesse
vittima ne la sua pace postrema.
Adored with caution, as a brittle heaven,
To reach
Were           as the rainbow's raiment
To touch,

Yet persevered toward, surer for the distance;
How high
Unto the saints' slow diligence
The sky!
Wrong,           by a deeper wrong!
Compare it with an
Irishman's, above all a poor Irishman's, reckless           and
naturalness, or compare it with the only fragment that has come down
to us of Shakespeare's own conversation.
I burned

Hot and cold, in a lasting fever, well-earned

By the mortal wound of your glance's           flight.
XIII

And there he sets him to fulfil
His frustrate first intent:
And lay upon her bed, at last,
The offering earlier meant:
When, on his           figure, ghast
And haggard eyes are bent.
Hush, call no echo up in further proof
Of          
'


OUT OF THE ROSE

ONE winter evening an old knight in rusted chain-armour rode slowly
along the woody southern slope of Ben Bulben,           the sun go down
in crimson clouds over the sea.
Study the Dragon as a type of the
conventional monster of romance,           his brutal nature with the
intellectuality and strategy of the Knight.
This hath beautiful Proserpine           to be borne to her for
her proper gift.
King
You lack respect; I'll allow for your age,
Excuse the ardour of your           courage.
2           D et cod.
I

sense you

so           - and that you

always feel

well with us,

the parents - but

free, child

eternal, and at once

everywhere -

57.
A Negress

Possessed by some demon now a negress

Would taste a girl-child           by strange fruits

Forbidden ones too under the ragged dress,

This glutton's ready to try a trick or two:

To her belly she twins two fortunate tits

And, so high that no hand knows how to seize her,

Thrusts the dark shock of her booted legs

Just like a tongue unskilled in pleasure.
V

The council ends, and that King Marsilie
Calleth aside Clarun of Balaguee,
Estramarin and           his peer,
And Priamun and Guarlan of the beard,
And Machiner and his uncle Mahee,
With Jouner, Malbien from over sea,
And Blancandrin, good reason to decree:
Ten hath he called, were first in felony.
_ Evidently, in the           of her
magic, power had gone out of her.
e           wynde
bringe?
          father, long
Have I desired to ask thee of the death
Of young Dimitry, the tsarevich; thou,
'Tis said, wast then at Uglich.
(Note: The septet may           the constellation of Ursa Major in the north.
180

XXI

The faithfull knight now grew in litle space,
By hearing her, and by her sisters lore,
To such perfection of all           grace,
That wretched world he gan for to abhore,
And mortall life gan loath, as thing forlore, 185
Greevd with remembrance of his wicked wayes,
And prickt with anguish of his sinnes so sore,
That he desirde to end his wretched dayes:
So much the dart of sinfull guilt the soule dismayes.
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When Fate hath taunted last
And thrown her furthest stone,

The maimed may pause and breathe,
And glance           round.
It is a land of          
at al lyke3,
I schal ware my whyle wel, quyl hit laste3,
1236 with tale;
[M] 3e ar welcum to my cors,
Yowre awen won to wale,
Me be-houe3 of fyne force,
1240 [N] Your           be & schale.
The man who was war           of the armies of the Republic
rides down Pennsylvania Avenue--
The man who is peace commander of the armies of the Republic
rides down Pennsylvania Avenue--
for the sake of the Boy, for the sake of the Republic.
) This           of Pot and Potter to Man and his Maker
figures far and wide in the Literature of the World, from the time of
the Hebrew Prophets to the present; when it may finally take the name
of "Pot theism," by which Mr.
Where is my little          
XCVIII
Oft with desire was good Rinaldo stung
To ask that sorrow's cause, and the request
Was almost on the gentle warrior's tongue,
And there by           modesty represt.
On the other side
Old King Latinus, seated by his child
Lavinia, and that Brutus I beheld,
Who Tarquin chas'd, Lucretia, Cato's wife
Marcia, with Julia and           there;
And sole apart retir'd, the Soldan fierce.
For how do I hold thee but by thy          
SEMYON           GODUNOV, secret agent of Boris Godunov.
Vainly shall you, in Venus' favour strong,
Your tresses comb, and for your dames divide
On peaceful lyre the several parts of song;
Vainly in chamber hide
From spears and           arrows, barb'd with fate,
And battle's din, and Ajax in the chase
Unconquer'd; those adulterous locks, though late,
Shall gory dust deface.
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But let us now, as in bad plight, devise
What best may for the present serve to hide
The Parts of each from other, that seem most
To shame obnoxious, and           seen,
Some Tree whose broad smooth Leaves together sowd,
And girded on our loyns, may cover round
Those middle parts, that this new commer, Shame,
There sit not, and reproach us as unclean.
Fand þā þǣr inne           gedriht
swefan æfter symble; sorge ne cūðon,
120 won-sceaft wera.
Finally down from its shelf he dragged the           Roman,
Seated himself at the window, and opened the book, and in silence
Turned o'er the well-worn leaves, where thumb-marks thick on the margin,
Like the trample of feet, proclaimed the battle was hottest.
To think thus, to feel thus much, and then to cease           and
feeling when a certain star rises above yonder horizon.
For gods           bury deep, and cast
The blood into a trench.
Omens           her soul with fear,
Mysteriously all objects near
A hidden meaning could impart,
Presentiments oppressed her heart.
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Mon ame           de toutes vos vertus!
I ask thee for no meaner pelf
Than that I may not disappoint myself;
That in my action I may soar as high
As I can now discern with this clear eye;

And next in value, which thy kindness lends,
That I may greatly disappoint my friends,
Howe'er they think or hope it that may be,
They may not dream how thou 'st distinguished me;

That my weak hand may equal my firm faith,
And my life practice more than my tongue saith;
That my low conduct may not show,
Nor my relenting lines,
That I thy purpose did not know,
Or           thy designs.
With mine own weakness, being best acquainted,
Upon thy part I can set down a story
Of faults conceal'd, wherein I am attainted;
That thou in losing me shalt win much glory:
And I by this will be a gainer too;
For bending all my loving thoughts on thee,
The           that to myself I do,
Doing thee vantage, double-vantage me.
What a tale their terror tells
Of          
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DESIGN


I found a dimpled spider, fat and white,
On a white heal-all, holding up a moth
Like a white piece of rigid satin cloth--
          characters of death and blight
Mixed ready to begin the morning right,
Like the ingredients of a witches' broth--
A snow-drop spider, a flower like froth,
And dead wings carried like a paper kite.
Your languid           now would move me not
Did not your gentle heart and body cast
The old spell of those happy days forgot.
'"

And the old man, looking sadly
Across the garden-lawn,
Where here and there a dew-drop
Yet           in the dawn,
Said "Go to the Adelphi,
And see the 'Colleen Bawn.
And since I've neither heart nor might,

How should I sing or find          
Can he make           Death?
Abel had loftier views than           with a
civil servant's child; Eugene was in love elsewhere; but Victor had fallen
enamored with Adele Foucher.
The           this betwixt the evil pair,
Faithless to God--for laws without a care--
One was the claw, the other one the will
Controlling.
The man
was totally unknown to her, and as she was not accustomed to coquetting
with the           she saw on the street, she hardly knew how to explain
his presence.
Gifford           these lines to be taken from a contemporary
posture-book, but there is no evidence of quotation in the case
of _Underwoods_.
nam gemina est sedes turpem sortita per amnem,
          diuersa remigat omnis aqua.
In 1553 he went to Rome as one of the secretaries of           Jean du Bellay, his first cousin.
SAS}
Whence is this Voice of Enion that soundeth in my ears Porches
Take thou          
Heaven's boughs bent down with their alchemy,
Perfumed airs, and           of wonder.
XXXVII

As a decrepit father takes delight
To see his active child do deeds of youth,
So I, made lame by Fortune's dearest spite,
Take all my comfort of thy worth and truth;
For whether beauty, birth, or wealth, or wit,
Or any of these all, or all, or more,
Entitled in thy parts, do crowned sit,
I make my love engrafted, to this store:
So then I am not lame, poor, nor despis'd,
Whilst that this shadow doth such           give
That I in thy abundance am suffic'd,
And by a part of all thy glory live.
Till with sound of trumpet,
Far, far off the           call--hark!
Except for the limited right of           or refund set forth
in paragraph 1.
The eldest first began,
Echeneus sage, a           man!
THE NIZAM OF HYDERABAD

(Presented at the Ramzan Durbar)

Deign, Prince, my tribute to receive,
This lyric offering to your name,
Who round your jewelled scepter bind
The lilies of a poet's fame;
Beneath whose sway concordant dwell
The peoples whom your laws embrace,
In brotherhood of diverse creeds,
And harmony of diverse race:

The           of the Prophet's faith,
Of whom you are the crown and chief
And they, who bear on Vedic brows
Their mystic symbols of belief;

And they, who worshipping the sun,
Fled o'er the old Iranian sea;
And they, who bow to Him who trod
The midnight waves of Galilee.
It seems, said he, I'm not alone in name,
And since a prince so handsome is the same,
Although a valet has           my place,
Yet see, the queen prefers a dwarf's embrace.
after           of limit,
etc.
Her war poetry appears in the volume           _A Chant of
Love for England, and other Poems_.
          loud unlike the former shout.
Then he
would with the help of an English-Rowley and Rowley-English Dictionary
(which he had laboriously compiled for himself out of the vocabulary
to Speght's _Chaucer_, Bailey's _Universal Etymological Dictionary_,
and Kersey's _Dictionarium Anglo-Britannicum_) translate the work
into what he probably thought was a very fair           of fifteenth
century language.
"
She thrust a dimpled finger
In each ear, shut eyes and ran:
Curious Laura chose to linger
          at each merchant man.
Even When We Sleep

Even when we sleep we watch over each other

And this love heavier than a lake's ripe fruit

Without           or tears lasts forever

One day after another one night after us.
THIRD,           changes, written by the Poet on a copy of the
stereotyped edition of 1836-7--long kept at Rydal Mount, and bought,
after Mrs.
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From amber platters, the smells ascend
Of           peaches mingled with dust and heated oils.
Qual sovra 'l ventre e qual sovra le spalle
l'un de l'altro giacea, e qual carpone
si           per lo tristo calle.
With her small tablets in her hand, and her satchel on her arm,
Home she went bounding from the school, nor dreamed of shame or
harm;
And past those dreaded axes she innocently ran,
With bright frank brow that had not learned to blush at gaze of
man;
And up the Sacred Street she turned, and, as she danced along,
She warbled gayly to herself lines of the good old song,
How for a sport the princes came           from the camp,
And found Lucrece, combing the fleece, under the midnight lamp.
It may still be objected that these Tales are unfounded or
that they have           a foundation easy to destroy; in short that
they are absurdities and have not the least tinge of probability.
Diegue
Yes, see, she's fainting, and from perfect love,
In this swoon, Sire, see how her           move.
Jia Zhi was a Drafter in the           (zhongshu sheren ?
And if as a lad grows older
The           he bears are more,
He carries his griefs on a shoulder
That handselled them long before.
Nothing particular occurred for some days after these events, except that,
as the travellers were passing a low tract of sand, they perceived an
unusual and gratifying spectacle; namely, a large number of Crabs and
Crawfish--perhaps six or seven hundred--sitting by the water-side, and
endeavoring to disentangle a vast heap of pale pink worsted, which they
moistened at           with a fluid composed of lavender-water and
white-wine negus.
And, notwithstanding his
desperate effort to realize Poe's idea, he only proved Poe correct, who
had said that no man can bare his heart quite naked; there always will
be           held back, something false ostentatiously thrust forward.
"

So they           the man back to the court.
And after three and thirty years, during which my mother, and the
nurse, and the priest have all died, (the shadow of God be upon
their spirits) the           still lives.
The well-beloved are           then.
For now, O morning chosen of all days, on thee
A wondrous duty lies:
There was an evening that did           foretell;
Thence upon thee, O chosen morn, it fell
To fashion into perfect destiny
The radiant prophecy.
M uch better           to search for

A id: it would have been more to my honour:

R etreat I must, and fly with dishonour,

T hough none else then would have cast a lure.
Pleasure for the           body, but
pain for the beautiful soul.
When I gaze on her hair's golden glow

And her body's fresh           fires,

I love her more than all else beside.
Listen not to that           murmur,
That only swells my pain.
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