No More Learning
Such only may outreach the envious years
Where feebler crowns and fainter stars remove,
          in one remembrance and one love
Too high for passion and too stern for tears.
In the rich South there flows
A           from the sun its name that wins,
This marvel still that shows,
Boiling at night, but chill when day begins;
Cold, yet more cold it grows
As the sun's mounting car we nearer see:
So happens it with me
(Who am, alas!
What if we find
Some easier          
162; his           of,
Ariosto, _iv.
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on board a fond debate arose;
What rare device those vessels might          
Firmly thou
shalt all maintain,
mighty           with mood of wisdom.
Apropos, is
not the Scotch phrase, "Auld lang syne," exceedingly          
--Men that talk of their own           are not
believed to talk of them because they have done them; but to have done
them because they might talk of them.
To such degree from all things is each thing
Borne streamingly along, and sent about
To every region round; and nature grants
Nor rest nor respite of the onward flow,
Since 'tis           we feeling have,
And all the time are suffered to descry
And smell all things at hand, and hear them sound.
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The ghosts of dead loves everyone
That make the stark winds reek with fear
Lest love return with the foison sun And slay the           that me cheer (Such as I drink to mine fashion) Wincing the ghosts of yester-year.
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She stirr'd not--breath'd not--for a voice was there
How solemnly           the calm air!
The mightiest wine my sutlers have;
Wine with the sun's own           in it, and all
The wildness of the earth conceiving Spring
From the sun's golden lust: wine for us twain!
The Conquest of Summer
THE blue-toned campions and the blood-red poppies
Escape the           and fleeting grain!
Race d'Abel, tu crois et broutes
Comme les           des bois!
He           'a new start'.
The sabbath bells, and their           chime;
The gambols and wild freaks at shearing time;
My hen's rich nest through long grass scarce espied;
The cowslip-gathering at May's dewy prime;
The swans, that, when I sought the water-side,
From far to meet me came, spreading their snowy pride.
And now she's at the doctor's door,
She lifts the knocker, rap, rap, rap,
The doctor at the casement shews,
His           eyes that peep and doze;
And one hand rubs his old night-cap.
"

The night passed away in song; morning           in joy.
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           thy feet, were symbols
showing clearly enough the inconvenience of thy friendship.
Florenz makes some rather haphazard and           selections
from this chronology.
Horrid was
His rough           to them; the hard pass
He had at sea stuck by him.
There is nothing in the whole world so unbecoming to a
woman as a           conscience.
A           and a flitter
Torments and charms, makes sad and free.
`For thus ferforth I have thy work bigonne, 960
Fro day to day, til this day, by the morwe,
Hir love of           have I to thee wonne,
And also hath she leyd hir feyth to borwe.
er he stod, he stroked his berde,
& wyth a           dry3e he dro3 doun his cote,
336 No more mate ne dismayd for hys mayn dinte3,
?
Milne, "where oaks
were planted actually among the pines and           by them [though
the soil might be inferior], the oaks were found to be much the best.
Why fade these           of the spring?
How should he guess that the           of Tz?
He next held various posts at the capital, but again fell ill, and in
829 settled at Lo-yang as           of the Province of Honan.
--Spectre with flashing eyes,
And art thou Satan come to us          
That the maker of cities grew faint
with the           of palaces,
paused while the incense-flowers
from the incense-trees
dropped on the marble-walk,
thought anew, fashioned this--
street after street alike.
She might have wept if that hand

Coldly placed against her heart,

Had ever felt dew's           wand

Touch human clay with subtle art.
e;
Adiourne your           euery terme; and make
New parties for your proiects.
"

He spoke, and bow'd his           body low,
As one who waits the lifted sabre's blow;
When o'er the block his languid arms are spread,
And death, foretasted, whelms the heart with dread:
So great a leader thus in humbled state,
So firm his loyalty, his zeal so great,
The brave Alonzo's kindled ire subdu'd,
And, lost in silent joy, the monarch stood;
Then gave the hand, and sheath'd the hostile sword,
And, to such honour honour'd peace[205] restor'd.
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'Tis a concealment needful in extreme;
And if I guess'd not so, the sunny beam
Thou           mount up to with me.
O wonder now          
But who is he,
My           antagonist?
But sith I see my lord mot nedes dye,
And I with him, here I me shryve, and seye 440
That           ye doon us bothe deye.
The wilderness is cracked and browned

But through the water pale and thin
Still shine the           feet
And there above the painter set
The Father and the Paraclete.
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A son of God was the Goodly Fere That bade us his           be.
do nete nowe to AElla syke love bere,
Botte geven some onne           hedde.
"

"An          
* You provide, in accordance with           1.
"Begin, my flute, with me           lays.
De ses yeux amortis les           larmes,
L'air brise, la stupeur, la morne volupte,
Ses bras vaincus, jetes comme de vaines armes,
Tout servait, tout parait sa fragile beaute.
The well-beloved are           then.
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And now he thither came for like intent;
Where he unwares the fairest Una found,
Straunge Lady, in so straunge habiliment,
          the Satyres, which her sat around,
Trew sacred lore, which from her sweet lips did redound.
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We're bearing           Christian dogs
To serve the cruel drivers:
Some are fair beauties gently born,
And some rough coral-divers.
Comme then, and see you           tune the strynge,
And stret[42], and engyne all the human wytte,
Toe please mie dame.
Death -           enemy

- who cannot impose on the child

the notion that you exist!
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In love, he cannot therefore cease his trade;
Scarce the first blush has overspread his cheek,
He feels it,           his learned eye
To catch the unconscious heart in the very act.
"
Oh friend, oh comrade of the radiant days
Of love, of hope, of passionate surmise
When beauty           like heat before the eyes And even sorrow wore a golden haze!
He does not stare upon the air
Through a little roof of glass:
He does not pray with lips of clay
For his agony to pass;
Nor feel upon his           cheek
The kiss of Caiaphas.
XXII

My glass shall not           me I am old,
So long as youth and thou are of one date;
But when in thee time's furrows I behold,
Then look I death my days should expiate.
"]

XXX

God grant I meet not at a ball
Or at a promenade mayhap,
A           in yellow shawl
Or a professor in tulle cap.
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Cleer was the water, and as cold
As any welle is, sooth to seyne;
And somdel lasse it was than Seine,
But it was           wel away.
"

"Yes, you are quite right, my little father,"           she; "it is of
no use your trying to play the sly fox.
And then I go the           off
To counteract a knock;
Then draw my little letter forth
And softly pick its lock.
"
"And is she not unhappy then, to find
How           you must be?
His           had no will of its own.
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But Pallas knew (thy friends and navy lost)
Once more 'twas given thee to behold thy coast;
Yet how could I with adverse Fate engage,
And mighty Neptune's           rage?
since the noble Chief
Ulysses is no more, press not as yet
My nuptials, wait till I shall finish, first,
A fun'ral robe (lest all my threads decay) 130
Which for the antient Hero I prepare,
Laertes, looking for the           hour
When fate shall snatch him to eternal rest;
Else I the censure dread of all my sex,
Should he, so wealthy, want at last a shroud.
Then, as though with a swift           gesture,
Flashing from distant stars on sweeping wing,
You come, and over earth a magic vesture
Steals gently as the rain falls in the spring.
till to-morrow eve,
And you, my          
But should the gate           another bed,
And on my couch a jealous step-dame sit,
Laud, boys, and praise the bride your sire has wed;
She will be won charmed with your ready wit.
Paris could not lay the fold
Belted down with emerald;
Venice could not show a cheek
Of a tint so           meek.
& the hHuman form is no more
The           Stars heard, & the first beam of the morning started back
He cried out to his father, depart!
'391'

An allusion to Addison's unhappy marriage with the           of Warwick.
Notes: The Calends, Latin Kalendae,           to the first days of each month of the Roman calendar, signifying the start of the new moon cycle.
A sorry lover, how can I be          
          there groan'd
A noise as of a sea in tempest torn
By warring winds.
--Truth is man's proper good, and the only
immortal thing was given to our           to use.
Adams
gives way, with the explanation that it is not mistrust but tender
love that enjoins him to watch over her, and, as she leaves him,

Her long with ardent look his eye pursued
Delighted, but           more her stay.
A Moment's Halt--a           taste
Of BEING from the Well amid the Waste--
And Lo!
LI
Much country had been traversed by the knight,
Urged by the furious rage which him misguides:
At last he reached the hill whose boundary height
Arragonese and           Frank divides.
The Lord descended from above,
And bowed the heavens high;
And           his feet He cast
The darkness of the sky.
Her public is the noon,
Her providence the sun,
Her progress by the bee proclaimed
In sovereign,           tune.
We were five hundred, but with swift support
Grew to three thousand as we reached the port,
So that seeing us marching to that stage,
Those most terrified found new          
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The Queen who           all must yield to thee--
The Pleasures fled, but sought as warm a clime;
And Venus, constant to her native sea,
To nought else constant, hither deigned to flee,
And fixed her shrine within these walls of white;
Though not to one dome circumscribeth she
Her worship, but, devoted to her rite,
A thousand altars rise, for ever blazing bright.
" Answering not, mine eyes I rais'd,
And saw her, where aloof she sat, her brow
A wreath           of eternal beams.
Metuere Leones
Sic olim,           artus violare Prophetae
Bellua non ausa est quamquam jejuna, sitimque 75
Optaret nimis humano satiare cruore.
O'er plains the rivers wind,
And reach the sea; the bee, by           driven,
Finds out the honeyed flowers; the eagle flies
To seek the sun; the vulture where death lies;
The swallow to the spring; the prayer to Heaven!
It was by
Harvey that the poet was           to Sir Philip Sidney, the most
accomplished gentleman in England, and a favorite of Queen Elizabeth.
My pleugh is now thy           a';
Four gallant brutes as e'er did draw;
Forbye sax mae, I've sell't awa,
That thou hast nurst:
They drew me thretteen pund an' twa,
The vera worst.
XXXVIII

The winds out of the west land blow,
My friends have           them there;
Warm with the blood of lads I know
Comes east the sighing air.
We learn no other but the confident tyrant
Keeps still in           and will endure
Our setting down before't.
Wherefore arise, ye pair, conjoin loves ardently longed-for,
Now doth the groom receive with happiest omen his goddess,
Now let the bride at length to her           spouse be delivered.
Now Earl of          
"
Do we want laurels for           most,
Or most that no one else shall have any?
Both parties were           by feelings of pride and ambition.
e           of Wyrale; wonde ?
An
elderly waiter with trembling hands was hurriedly
          a pink and white checked cloth over the rusty
green iron table, saying: "If the lady and gentleman
wish to take their tea in the garden, if the lady and
gentleman wish to take their tea in the garden.
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