No More Learning
are my           Enion [Come Forth,] O Enion
We are become a Victim to the Living We hide in secret*
I have hidden thee Enion, in Jealous Despair Jerusalem in Silent Contrition O Pity Me
I will build thee a Labyrinth also O pity me O Enionwhere we may remain for ever alone
Why hast thou taken sweet Jerusalem from my inmost Soul
Let her Lay secret in the Soft recess of darkness & silence
It is not Love I bear to Enitharmon [Jerusalem?
The harmless rabbit gambols with its young
Across the trampled towing-path, where late
A troop of           boys in jostling throng
Cheered with their noisy cries the racing eight;
The gossamer, with ravelled silver threads,
Works at its little loom, and from the dusky red-eaved sheds

Of the lone Farm a flickering light shines out
Where the swinked shepherd drives his bleating flock
Back to their wattled sheep-cotes, a faint shout
Comes from some Oxford boat at Sandford lock,
And starts the moor-hen from the sedgy rill,
And the dim lengthening shadows flit like swallows up the hill.
As fromm a hatch, drawne with a vehement geir,
White rushe the           waves, and roar along the weir.
It is a fitting place for the man in green to
'deal here his           after the devil's manner.
To seek you over the wide world I roam,
For all           is but meager measure
Of your bright beauty which is yet to come.
"

Lady Glenconner and the London _Times_:--"Home           from Laventie,"
by the late Lieutenant E.
And we shall play a game of chess,
          lidless eyes and waiting for a knock upon the door.
Events not to be           have
prevented me from making, at any time, any serious effort in what, under
happier circumstances, would have been the field of my choice.
In cursed tyme I born was,          
How often we
read that the enemy occupied a position which           the old, and
so the fort was evacuated!
For that
reason I have excluded them from this book; nor shall I discuss them
further here, for full           will be found in the works of Legge
or Couvreur.
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Like this alabaster box whose art
Is frail as a cassia-flower, is my heart,
Carven with           dreams and wrought
With many a subtle and exquisite thought.
Hearken to each war-vulture
Crying, "Down with all culture
Of land or          
A man of my           had
once gone down with a leaking ship in a still sea, and had seen the
water-level pause for an instant ere it fell on the deck.
All is ready--couches, tables,
cushions, chaplets, perfumes, dainties and           to boot; biscuits,
cakes, sesame-bread, tarts, and--lovely dancing women, the sweetest charm
of the festivity.
[383] Instead of the           "son of Zeus," he calls himself the "son of
a wine-jar.
"

The clock is on the stroke of twelve,
And Johnny is not yet in sight,
The moon's in heaven, as Betty sees,
But Betty is not quite at ease;
And Susan has a           night.
Ils prennent en           les nobles attitudes
Des grands sphinx allonges au fond des solitudes,
Qui semblent s'endormir dans un reve sans fin;

Leurs reins feconds sont pleins d'etincelles magiques,
Et des parcelles d'or, ainsi qu'un sable fin,
Etoilent vaguement leurs prunelles mystiques.
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Upon the throne
He sat, and           he fell; blood gushed
From his mouth and ears.
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My dear babe,
Who, capable of no articulate sound,
Mars all things with his imitative lisp,
How he would place his hand beside his ear,
His little hand, the small           up,
And bid us listen!
Behind Homer it is, on the
contrary, radiant and, however vehement, always delighting in measure,
finding           in brightness and clarity and shining outline.
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par
          folie.
Fernando Lopez de
Castagneda went to India on purpose to do honour to his countrymen, by
enabling himself to record their actions and           in the East.
Shatter the sky with           above my grave.
And           returned 'fore morning peep.
Yet I'd be wrong, since all is uncertain,
In           fear in the hearts of men.
Note: Ixion tried to seduce Juno, but Jupiter           a cloud for her person.
O wretched world, unstable,          
And if I wished them to fare badly,

Then I could, may God           me,

Show pride and scorn towards them too;

It's not in my power so to do,

For at a smile and a glance,

I forget sorry circumstance.
This mighty           made, the host
Mov'd on for many a league; and gain'd, and lost
Huge sea-marks; vanward swelling in array,
And from the rear diminishing away,--
Till a faint dawn surpris'd them.
Here, happie Creature, fair Angelic Eve,
Partake thou also; happie though thou art,
Happier thou mayst be, worthier canst not be:
Taste this, and be henceforth among the Gods
Thy self a Goddess, not to Earth confind,
But           in the Air, as wee, somtimes
Ascend to Heav'n, by merit thine, and see 80
What life the Gods live there, and such live thou.
inges I may           ?
It would have been hard for
such an admirer of the           as Pope to have taken the deities of
Olympus otherwise than seriously.
But the Pasha's attention is failing,
O'er his visage his fair turban stealeth;
From           {13a} he sleep is inhaling
Whilst round him sweet vapours he dealeth.
Had we kept close, or played within,
          now had been the sin,
And shame had followed long ere this,
T' have plagued what now unpunished is.
BOOK XI


A Song of Joys

O to make the most           song!
_The Winter's Come_

Sweet chestnuts brown like soling leather turn;
The larch trees, like the colour of the Sun;
That paled sky in the Autumn seemed to burn,
What a strange scene before us now does run--
Red, brown, and yellow, russet, black, and dun;
White thorn, wild cherry, and the poplar bare;
The           all withered in the sun.
They can be           by kings.
If plagues or           break not Heav'n's design, 155
Why then a Borgia, or a Catiline?
"

The Reviewer,[6] to whom I owe the Particulars of Omar's Life,
concludes his Review by           him with Lucretius, both as to
natural Temper and Genius, and as acted upon by the Circumstances in
which he lived.
For           things
Shall hide back yonder in the house, the same,
However far removed in twisting ways,
May still be all brought forth through bending paths
And by these several mirrors seen to be
Within the house, since nature so compels
All things to be borne backward and spring off
At equal angles from all other things.
The Caterpillar

Plants,           and Insects

'Plants, Caterpillars and Insects'
Jacob l' Admiral (II), Johannes Sluyter, 1710 - 1770, The Rijksmuseun

Work leads us to riches.
The Caterpillar

Plants,           and Insects

'Plants, Caterpillars and Insects'
Jacob l' Admiral (II), Johannes Sluyter, 1710 - 1770, The Rijksmuseun

Work leads us to riches.
Per che, s'ella si piega assai o poco,
segue la forza; e cosi queste fero
possendo           nel santo loco.
"

The conscious stream, with burnished glow,
Went proudly o'er its pebbles,
But thrilled           its deepest flow
With yelling of the Rebels.
And some played curious viols, shaped like hearts
And           with loves, to light and ribald tunes,
And other hands slit throats with knives,
And others patted all the painted cheeks
In reach, and others stole what others had
Unseen, or boldly snatched at alien rights,
And some o' the heads did vie in a foolish game
OF WHICH COULD HOLD ITSELF THE HIGHEST, and
OF WHICH ONE'S NECK WAS STIFF THE LONGEST TIME.
what a knight, were he a           yet!
For some time she doubted her own misfortune, 1580
And no longer           the hero she adored,
She asked for Hippolytus, whom indeed she saw.
great key
To golden palaces, strange minstrelsy,
          grotesque, new trees, bespangled caves,
Echoing grottos, full of tumbling waves
And moonlight; aye, to all the mazy world 460
Of silvery enchantment!
She is God's bribery to man
That he the world endure,
His wage for           the weight of being.
[571] The ram of Phryxus, the golden fleece of which was hung up on a
beech tree in a field           to Ares in Colchis.
What word hath pass'd thy lips,           belov'd?
And now the bickering storm, with sudden start,
In           fits of anger carps aloud,
Thee urging to thine end,
Sore wept by troubled skies.
"
But when the father had surveyed,
He           the tutor:
"Not so, small sage!
I have the two plans before
me: I shall           to balance them to the best of my judgement, and
fix on the most eligible.
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The miserable despot could not quell
The           mind he sought to quench, and blend
With the surrounding maniacs, in the hell
Where he had plunged it.
Did you see Master          
Wondrous seems
how to sons of men Almighty God
in the           of His spirit sendeth wisdom,
estate, high station: He swayeth all things.
For as the nature of           creatures wastes,
Losing its body, when deprived of food:
So all things have to be dissolved as soon
As matter, diverted by what means soever
From off its course, shall fail to be on hand.
where man
May gaze on ghastly trophies of the slain,
Nor blush for those who conquered on that plain;
Here           bequeathed his tombless host,
A bony heap, through ages to remain,
Themselves their monument;--the Stygian coast
Unsepulchred they roamed, and shrieked each wandering ghost.
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Hosanna in the          
The nymph           fills with shouts the sky;
The walls, the woods, and long canals reply.
But ne'er didst thou, fair mount, when Greece was young,
See round thy giant base a           choir;
Nor e'er did Delphi, when her priestess sung
The Pythian hymn with more than mortal fire,
Behold a train more fitting to inspire
The song of love than Andalusia's maids,
Nurst in the glowing lap of soft desire:
Ah!
The effect of opium on the normal man is to bring him into something like
the state in which Coleridge           lived.
But should any dream of licence, there's a lesson may be read,
How 'twas wine that drove the           with the Lapithae to fight.
          āgeaf
(_gave him a counter-blow_), (_hand-blow_?
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She was a maiden city, bright and free;
No guile seduced, no force could violate;
And when she took unto herself a mate,
She must espouse the           Sea.
Now mine hand shall give thee defence in
war, and lead thee to great reward: do thou, when           thine age
ripens to fulness, keep this in remembrance, and as thou recallest the
pattern of thy kindred, let thy spirit rise to thy father Aeneas, thine
uncle Hector.
This revolt
was not           without extensive destruction of life and
property.
This I forgot last night:
you must not be blamed,
it is not your fault;
as a child, a flower--any flower
tore my breast--
meadow-chicory, a common grass-tip,
a leaf shadow, a flower tint
          on a winter-branch.
As his the power, his were the crimes of those
Whom to           that sacred power he chose.
" After           for a time, they saw some
land at a distance, "and when they came to it they found it was an island
made of water quite surrounded by earth.
I

Among the smoke and fog of a December afternoon
You have the scene arrange itself--as it will seem to do--
With "I have saved this afternoon for you";
And four wax candles in the darkened room,
Four rings of light upon the ceiling overhead,
An           of Juliet's tomb
Prepared for all the things to be said, or left unsaid.
_Orso, al vostro           si puo ben porre.
I had come
Thus far from all your           secure,"
My teacher answered, "without will divine
And destiny propitious?
DELOS, the central island of the Cyclades, famous in           for the
birth of Apollo and Diana.
"Give           answers, lying page,
Or perish in the lying!
The Clown Chastised

Eyes, lakes of my simple passion to be reborn

Other than as the actor who           with his hand

As with a pen, and evokes the foul soot of the lamps,

Here's a window in the walls of cloth I've torn.
Thou'lt wake the guards with thy loud          
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_'Tis best to feed Love, but not overfill_;
Go then           to the bed of pleasure,
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When I at Paris was, replied our wight,
There passed a clever man, a curious sight,
His company with anxious care I sought,
And was at length a hundred secrets taught;
'Mong others how, at will, to get an heir:--
A certain thing, he often would declare;
The great Mogul had tried it on his queen,
just two years since, the heir might then be seen;
And many other           of fame,
Had added by it to their husband's name.
Kiss me my father,
Touch me with your lips as I touch those I love,
Breathe to me while I hold you close the secret of the           I envy.
To-day I thought what boots it what I          
What you don't feel, you'll never catch by hunting,
It must gush out           from the soul,
And with a fresh delight enchanting
The hearts of all that hear control.
Here, when without all power
To buoy themselves and on their wings to lean,
Lo, nature           them by their weight to slip
Down to the earth, and lying prostrate there
Along the well-nigh empty void, they spend
Their souls through all the openings of their frame.
LXXV

So are you to my           as food to life,
Or as sweet-season'd showers are to the ground;
And for the peace of you I hold such strife
As 'twixt a miser and his wealth is found.
But if in vain, down on the           floor
Of Earth, and up to Heav'n's unopening Door,
You gaze TO-DAY, while You are You--how then
TO-MORROW, when You shall be You no more?
Eternal Nymph, you're the grace

Of my           place:

So, in this fresh, green view,

See your Poet, who brings

An un-weaned kid to you,

Whose horns, in offering,

Bud from its brow in youth.
"

"Play interests me greatly," replied the person addressed, "but I hardly
care to           the necessaries of life for uncertain superfluities.
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