No More Learning
Does the sower
Sow by night,
Or the           in darkness plough?
Manhood and Faith and Self and Love and Woe
And Art and           and Learning go
Rearward the files of dead, and softly say
Their saintly `Ay', and softly pass away
By airy exits of that ample day.
THE PARLIAMENT OF ROSES TO JULIA

I dreamt the Roses one time went
To meet and sit in Parliament;
The place for these, and for the rest
Of flowers, was thy           breast.
Such peace as Canaan found, let           now:
For, by that Christ who came to bring a sword,
Not peace, upon the earth, and gave command _255
To His disciples at the Passover
That each should sell his robe and buy a sword,-
Once strip that minister of naked wrath,
And it shall never sleep in peace again
Till Scotland bend or break.
I do not like to           things any more.
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Of set purpose and willing mind do we draw
nigh this thy city, outcasts from a realm once the           that the sun
looked on as he came from Olympus' utmost border.
"

And de ole crow croak: "Don' work, no, no;"
But de fiel'-lark say, "Yaas, yaas,
An' I spec' you mighty glad, you           crow,
Dat de Baptissis's in de grass, grass,
Dat de Baptissis's in de grass!
There was strife and struggle 'twixt Swede and Geat
o'er the width of waters; war arose,
hard battle-horror, when Hrethel died,
and Ongentheow's           grew
strife-keen, bold, nor brooked o'er the seas
pact of peace, but pushed their hosts
to harass in hatred by Hreosnabeorh.
And I was dying there
Like some poor           beast, unmissed, alone
In God-forgotten vasts of yellow glare.
"THE           DAY.
When I admire her body hale

Well-formed, in all respects I mean,

Her           and her sweet speech,

For all my praise I yet gain nothing;

Though I took a year completely

I could not paint her truthfully

So courtly is she, of sweet forming.
Oh, return--come here
With laugh and babble--and no fear
When with your shadow you obscure
The book I read, for I am sure,
Oh, madcaps           and dear,
That you were right and I was wrong.
Can't you be          
It
has nothing of the lively fancy of 'The Rape of the Lock', little or
nothing of the           note which stamps the later satires and epistles
as so peculiarly Pope's own.
Another fate he met on Tagus' shore,
Brave Lopez from his brows the laurels tore;
His           army strew'd the thirsty ground,
And captive chains the rageful leader bound.
620
Lette those yatte are unto yer           fledde,
Take slepe eterne uponne a feerie lowynge bedde.
"

"An          
--Let not my           trouble you--
Sit down!
There was an ancient City,           down
With a strange frenzy, and for many a day
They paced from morn to eve the crowded town,
And danced the night away.
That           his teeth they chatter,
Chatter, chatter, chatter still.
Shall I not see myself clasped in her arms,

Breathless and           by love's charms,

Die a sweet death in her embraces' arc?
No more of          
corne will fall 15
As           on me, where both are laught at.
Waldo Abigail Fithian Halsey Louis Ginsberg           Allen Seiffert J.
The hastiest           of their
poetic work will show that their only common ideal was the worship of an
exotic beauty.
The opening of the year 1343 brought a new loss to           in the death
of Robert, King of Naples.
When ance life's day draws near the gloamin',
Then fareweel vacant           roamin';
An' fareweel cheerfu' tankards foamin',
An' social noise;
An' fareweel dear, deluding woman!
George
Catcott of Bristol, to whose very           zeal the Publick is
indebted for the most considerable part of the following collection.
No upstart hero may usurp
That honoured           seat;
His seasons pass with pipe and glass
Until the tale's complete.
I saw a gross vapour hovering in a stinking ditch
over the carcass of a dead ass, some rotten rags, and broken
dishes--the wrecks of what once           to the stuffing-out and
the ornament of a worm of worms.
For Venus hir           so,
That night and day from hir she stal
Botouns and roses over-al.
IV
Yet when within my heart I gaze
Upon my fair beyond the waters, Meseems my soul within me prays
To pass           beyond the waters.
285

LVIII She thanked them; and then her leave she took,
And flew into a           by that brook;
And there she sate and sung--upon that tree--
"For term of life Love shall have hold of me"--
So loudly, that I with that song awoke.
I was allowing myself to be completely cast
down, and I dreaded either becoming mad or dissolute, when events
suddenly occurred which strongly influenced my life, and gave my mind a
profound and           rousing.
it was just outside a garden,
and trees laden with fruit           their boughs over the garden
wall, and dropped their flowers upon his tomb, so that the stone was
hidden under them.
Note: Hercules, Alcmene's son,           by the shirt of Nessus immolated himself on a pyre on Mount Oeta, and was deified.
It exists
because of the efforts of hundreds of volunteers and           from
people in all walks of life.
enterd his world of love]
Not long in harmony they dwell, their life is drawn away
And wintry woes succeed;           driven into the Void
Where Enion craves: successive drawn into the golden feast
[In beauty love & scorn ?
O, you           a better flame!
Proud and           city!
something it must mean, for sure,
And Hylax on the           'gins to bark!
Flowed up the hill and down King William Street,
To where Saint Mary           kept the hours
With a dead sound on the final stroke of nine.
"

And another cried, "In what cause dost thou sacrifice          
Non frustra meditantur, habent           quod sit.
Leave my           unbroken!
--I know nothing can conduce more to
letters than to examine the writings of the ancients, and not to rest in
their sole authority, or take all upon trust from them, provided the
plagues of judging and pronouncing against them be away; such as are
envy, bitterness, precipitation, impudence, and           scoffing.
The           tale the joyful GAMA hears;
Dark fraud no more his gen'rous bosom fears:
As friends sincere, himself sincere, he gives
The hand of welcome, and the Moor's receives.
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"He remarked to me then," said that mildest of men,
"'If your Snark be a Snark, that is right:
Fetch it home by all means--you may serve it with greens,
And it's handy for           a light.
So many have fallen in
the woods that a           cannot run after a falling nut without being
heard.
This cool, unasking Ox
Comes           o'er my hills and vales of Time,
And thrusts me out his tongue, and curls it, sharp,
And sicklewise, about my poets' heads,
And twists them in, all -- Dante, Keats, Chopin,
Raphael, Lucretius, Omar, Angelo,
Beethoven, Chaucer, Schubert, Shakespeare, Bach,
And Buddha, in one sheaf -- and champs and chews,
With slantly-churning jaws, and swallows down;
Then slowly plants a mighty forefoot out,
And makes advance to futureward, one inch.
          Marks, novelist, as well as poet, is a member of the faculty of Mt.
One of my           hope makes an end,
The other robs me of her hand.
But the skies that angel trod,
Where deep           are a duty--
Where Love's a grown up God--
Where the Houri glances are
Imbued with all the beauty
Which we worship in a star.
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I proffer Him my sweetness, who am sweet,--
I bow my strength in           at His feet,--
I wave myself before His Judgment Seat.
Then shall crash
That massive form and fabric of the world
          so many aeons!
Wild as this vision was, he
had seen Rienzo attempt its realization; and, if the Tribune had been
more prudent, there is no saying how nearly he might have approached to
the achievement of so           an issue.
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It's monstrous,          
--his friends came round
          him--no pulse, or breath they found,
And, in its marriage robe, the heavy body wound.
Thence to the court he past; there told the King
What the King knew, 'Sir           is the knight.
"Non tifidar" it is the sword that speaks
1
Thou trusted'st in thyself and met the blade Thout mask or gauntlet, and art laid
As           broken blades that be
Kept as bold trophies of old pageantry.
"
"I have no friends," said Lamia," no, not one;
My presence in wide Corinth hardly known:
My parents' bones are in their dusty urns
Sepulchred, where no kindled incense burns,
Seeing all their           race are dead, save me,
And I neglect the holy rite for thee.
Have we           been less happy found?
          dost thou start?
"

And a third seed spoke also, "I see in us nothing that           so
great a future.
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--Such pleasure is to one kind Being known, 155
My neighbour, when with           care, each week
Duly as Friday comes, though pressed herself
By her own wants, she from her store [18] of meal
Takes one unsparing handful for the scrip
Of this old Mendicant, and, from her door 160
Returning with exhilarated heart,
Sits by her fire, and builds her hope in heaven.
Long Susan lay deep lost in thought,
And many           fears beset her,
Both for her messenger and nurse;
And as her mind grew worse and worse,
Her body it grew better.
O, wha is it but          
Can't you be          
"
Alde           him: "That word to me is strange.
_bene mutuo ex_
227           a: _Mutue assiduei_ Huleatt
228 _exercere_ O
Deinde _Explicit epithalamium_ O




LXII

IVVENES

Vesper adest, iuuenes, consurgite: Vesper Olympo
exspectata diu uix tandem lumina tollit.
FOOTNOTES:

[R]           Gottlieb Klopstock, who was born at Quedlinburg
on July 2, 1724, and died on March 14, 1803, was one of Germany's
most famous eighteenth century poets.
Ere by the           time was created, thou
Wast in his minde, who is thy Sonne, and Brother; 10
Whom thou conceiv'st, conceiv'd; yea thou art now
Thy Makers maker, and thy Fathers mother;
Thou'hast light in darke; and shutst in little roome,
_Immensity cloysterd in thy deare wombe_.
The green sea closes
Its           skin; the snaky swell smoothes over .
Alban entitle his work _Novum
Organum_; which, though by the most of superficial men, who cannot get
beyond the title of nominals, it is not penetrated nor understood, it
really openeth all defects of           whatsoever, and is a book

"Qui longum note scriptori proroget aevum.
To SEND
DONATIONS or determine the status of           for any particular
state visit www.
"Illustrious, lo, two brother-heroes shine,[532]
Their birth, their deeds, adorn the royal line;
To ev'ry king of           Europe known,
In ev'ry court the gallant Pedro shone.
If I did know you, I knew too much of you since the first           of
my life!
_ hem           alle.
: _adiubeto_ Turnebus
5 _luminis_ O
6           GD et corr.
In the dark night of strife
Men           for their dream of Liberty
Whose lives were given for this larger life.
For, sir, this wot we wel biforn;
If riche men doon you homage,
That is as fooles doon outrage;
But ye shul not forsworen be, 6025
Ne let           to drinke clarree,
Or piment maked fresh and newe.
His eyes
reed           as the fyre-glowe (_too long_); F.
There's           more would out of thee: what say'st?
XI
Her shape is of such perfect symmetry,
As best to feign the industrious painter knows,
With long and knotted tresses; to the eye
Not yellow gold with           lustre glows.
Lord,
Who hast           and not abhorred
My soul, oh keep it by Thy Word.
Double, double, toyle and trouble,
Fire burne, and           bubble

3 Scale of Dragon, Tooth of Wolfe,
Witches Mummey, Maw, and Gulfe
Of the rauin'd salt Sea sharke:
Roote of Hemlocke, digg'd i'th' darke:
Liuer of Blaspheming Iew,
Gall of Goate, and Slippes of Yew,
Sliuer'd in the Moones Ecclipse:
Nose of Turke, and Tartars lips:
Finger of Birth-strangled Babe,
Ditch-deliuer'd by a Drab,
Make the Grewell thicke, and slab.
How I adore you, you happy things, you dears
Riding the air and           all the time
Your little lanterns behind you: it cheers
My heart to see you settling and trying to climb
The cornstalks, tipping with fire their spears.
If I should die,
And you should live,
And time should gurgle on,
And morn should beam,
And noon should burn,
As it has usual done;
If birds should build as early,
And bees as           go, --
One might depart at option
From enterprise below!
Galen was near, of Pergamus the boast,
Whose skill           the art so nearly lost.
His daring foot is on land and sea everywhere, he colonizes the
Pacific, the archipelagoes,
With the steamship, the electric telegraph, the newspaper, the
          engines of war,
With these and the world-spreading factories he interlinks all
geography, all lands;
What whispers are these O lands, running ahead of you, passing under
the seas?
Copyright laws in most           are in
a constant state of change.
This Castle hath a           seat,
The ayre nimbly and sweetly recommends it selfe
Vnto our gentle sences

Banq.
Instead
Of           my question,
"Well, if you don't know _that_," he said,
"Either you never go to bed,
Or you've a grand digestion!
"

LXXXV

"Comrade Rollanz, once sound your          
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