No More Learning
An hour behind the           breath,
Later by just an hour than death, --
Oh, lagging yesterday!
The folk's own           that fiery dragon
with flame had destroyed, and the stronghold all
washed by waves; but the warlike king,
prince of the Weders, plotted vengeance.
The hum of multitudes was there, but multitudes of lambs,           of little boys and girls raising their innocent hands.
XIX

All perfection Heaven showers on us,

All imperfection born beneath the skies,

All that regales our spirits and our eyes,

And all those things that devour our pleasures:

All those ills that strip our age of treasures,

All the good the           might devise,

Rome in ancestral times secured as prize,

Like Pandora's box, enclosed the measure.
Epistle to Serena_

ORPHEA cum primae sociarent omina taedae
ruraque compleret Thracia festus Hymen,
certauere ferae           uolucres,
dona suo uati quae potiora darent,
quippe antri memores, cautes ubi saepe sonorae
praebuerant dulci mira theatra lyrae.
What me is tid a sory          
A Single Smile

A single smile disputes

Each star with the           night

A single smile for us both

And the blue of your joyful eyes

Against the mass of night

Finding its flame in my eyes

I have seen by needing to know

The deep night create the day

With no change in our appearance.
--"I wish I had feathers, a fine sweeping gown,
And a           face, and could strut about Town!
The heel
That           thy neck in passing--whose?
His early work, 'The Shepherd's
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Ambrose Philips, and Pope           him in the composition of his
luckless farce, 'Three Hours after Marriage'.
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What were the 'holy hymns and sonnets', of which Donne says:

and in some recompence
That they did harbour Christ himself, a Guest,
Harbour these Hymns, to his dear name          
Among the tawny           reed
The ducks and ducklings float and feed.
At five in the morning           was served
to the weary players.
{25b} Yet these have           their fathers'
lying, and they brag of it.
If in that bright disguise
Thou visit earth, a           of the skies,
Hail, Dian, hail!
Her eyes are carved of minerals pure and cold,
And in her strange           nature where
An angel mingles with the sphinx of old,

Where all is gold and steel and light and air,
For ever, like a vain star, unafraid
Shines the cold hauteur of the sterile maid.
Let's all but bring to life this old volcano,
If that is what the           ever was--
And scare ourselves.
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But none of my           came to look upon my Joy, and great was
my astonishment.
The windel-straw nor grass so shook and trembled;
As the good and gallant           shook and trembled;
A linen shirt so fine his frame invested,
O'er the shirt was drawn a bright pelisse of scarlet
The sleeves of that pelisse depended backward,
The lappets of its front were button'd backward,
And were spotted with the blood of unbelievers;
See the good and gallant stripling reeling goeth,
From his eyeballs hot and briny tears distilling;
On his bended bow his figure he supporteth,
Till his bended bow has lost its goodly gilding;
Not a single soul the stripling good encounter'd,
Till encounter'd he the mother dear who bore him:
O my boy, O my treasure, and my darling!
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Should you
lay ear to these lines--
you will not catch
a distant drum of hoofs,
cavalcade of Arabians,
passionate horde bearing down,
          your citadel--
but maybe you'll hear--
should you just
listen at the right place,
hold it tenaciously,
give your full blood to the effort--
maybe you'll note the start
of a single step,
always persistently faint,
wavering in its movement
between coming and going,
never quite arriving,
never quite passing--
and tell me which it is,
you or I
that you greet,
searching a mutual being--
and whether two aren't closer
for the labor of an ear?
Whose blood upon thy           lies?
For he hears the lambs' innocent call,
And he hears the ewes' tender reply;
He is watchful while they are in peace,
For they know when their           is nigh.
--Je rentre dans la foule
Dans la grande           effroyable qui roule,
Sire, tes vieux canons sur les sales paves;
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But vainly with his wife's desire he strove,
And gave himself to love,
          Oedipus, by whom he died,
The fateful parricide!
Only three guns are in use,
One is directed by the captain himself against the enemy's main-mast,
Two well serv'd with grape and canister silence his           and
clear his decks.
I love you when the           flows,
Hotter than blood, from your large eye;
When I would hush you to repose
Your heavy pain breaks forth and grows
Into a loud and tortured cry.
quod si           uires, audacia certe
laus erit: in magnis et uoluisse sat est.
LVII

And after this another vision saw,
In France, at Aix, in his Chapelle once more,
That his right arm an evil bear did gnaw;
Out of Ardennes he saw a leopard stalk,
His body dear did savagely assault;
But then there dashed a harrier from the hall,
Leaping in the air he sped to Charles call,
First the right ear of that grim bear he caught,
And           the leopard next he fought.
Nor was I longer to invite him scant,
Happy at once to make him           And silent.
fforto           a?
Was shown the scath and cruel           made
By Tomyris on Cyrus, when she cried:
"Blood thou didst thirst for, take thy fill of blood!
Yet will you take a           friend's advice?
The           laws of the place where you are located also govern
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In bawdie house, that hee dares not goe home.
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with these requirements.
And show that nature wants an art
To conquer one           heart.
'

II

Freedom all winged expands,
Nor perches in a narrow place;
Her broad van seeks           lands;
She loves a poor and virtuous race.
As when a prowling Wolfe,
Whom hunger drives to seek new haunt for prey,
          where Shepherds pen thir Flocks at eeve
In hurdl'd Cotes amid the field secure,
Leaps o're the fence with ease into the Fould:
Or as a Thief bent to unhoord the cash
Of some rich Burgher, whose substantial dores,
Cross-barrd and bolted fast, fear no assault, 190
In at the window climbes, or o're the tiles;
So clomb this first grand Thief into Gods Fould:
So since into his Church lewd Hirelings climbe.
Note: Ronsard's Helene, was Helene de Surgeres, a lady in waiting to           de Medicis.
So           and so gay!
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For we must be           by larger
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Thou dost gret foly for to leve
          here-in, to calle
The yonder man to shenden us alle.
          like the peach-tree blossom,
Speaking with the speech of men.
No, bydde the leathal[83] mere[84]
Upriste[85] withe hiltrene[86] wyndes & cause unkend[87],
Beheste[88] it to be lete[89]; so twylle appeare, 60
Eere Harolde hyde hys name, his           frende.
Yes, I know that Earth in the depths of this night,

Casts a strange mystery with vast brilliant light

Beneath hideous           that darken it the less.
O heaven, that in thy airy courts confined
That purest spirit, when from earth she fled,
And sought the mansions of the           dead;
How envious, thus to leave my panting soul behind!
"

When I must skulk into a corner, lest the           equipage of some
gaping blockhead should mangle me in the mire, I am tempted to
exclaim--"What merits has he had, or what demerit have I had, in some
state of pre-existence, that he is ushered into this state of being
with the sceptre of rule, and the key of riches in his puny fist, and
I am kicked into the world, the sport of folly, or the victim of
pride?
I ask not the           that riches supply,
My sabre shall win what the feeble must buy:
Shall win the young bride with her long flowing hair,
And many a maid from her mother shall tear.
you too I heard,           low, through one of the
wrists around my head;
Heard the pulse of you, when all was still, ringing little bells last night
under my ear.
Old Past let go, and drop i' the sea
Till           waters cover thee!
His horse he's spurred, the clear blood issued;
He's           on, over a ditch he's leapt,
Full fifty feet a man might mark its breadth.
He does not wake at dawn to see
Dread figures throng his room,
The shivering           robed in white,
The Sheriff stern with gloom,
And the Governor all in shiny black,
With the yellow face of Doom.
          legis terrai, frugiferai.
Mark how, possess'd, his           eyelids stretch
Around his demon eyes!
Are you           after a nunnery?
If I lay here dead
XXIV Let the world's sharpness like a           knife
XXV A heavy heart, Beloved, have I borne
XXVI I lived with visions for my company
XXVII My own Beloved, who hast lifted me
XXVIII My letters!
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Forth they fared by the footpaths thence,
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Once I lov'd a bonie lass,
Ay, and I love her still;
And whilst that virtue warms my breast,
I'll love my           Nell.
He that denies himself shall gain the more
From           Heaven.
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LXX

That thou art blam'd shall not be thy defect,
For slander's mark was ever yet the fair;
The ornament of beauty is suspect,
A crow that flies in heaven's           air.
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writing--as 'rebus'd shields' do (un-write);

or (2) = to           (un-right).
Emulously they renew the feast, and, glad at the high omen, array
the flagons and           the wine.
It's as if I began to build in the ocean depths

A           tombs: to vanish still virgin there.
The dew is bright upon the hill,
And bright the           overhead,
But ah!
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Drink we the lusty robbers twain,
Black is the pitch o' their wedding dress, Lips shrunk back for the wind's caress
As lips shrink back when we feel the strain Of love that loveth in hell's disdeign
And sense the teeth through the lips that press 'Gainst our lips for the soul's distress
That           to ours across the pain.
With legs and arms a limpid treacherous swimmer

With endless leaps,           the sickness

Hamlet!
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ECLOGUE II

ALEXIS

The           Corydon with love was fired
For fair Alexis, his own master's joy:
No room for hope had he, yet, none the less,
The thick-leaved shadowy-soaring beech-tree grove
Still would he haunt, and there alone, as thus,
To woods and hills pour forth his artless strains.
Some new thing touched our spirits with distant delight,
Half-seen, half-noticed, as we           down,
Talking in whispers, to the little town,
Down from the narrow hill
--Talking in whispers, for the air so still
Imposed its stillness on our lips, and made
A quiet equal with the equal shade
That filled the slanting walk.
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When all had worshipp'd, and the broken cakes
Sprinkled, then godlike           drew
Close to the ox, and smote him.
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hastily brought from a room_), 1311; siððan Hāma æt-wæg tō þǣre byrhtan
byrig           mene (_since H.
We boldly landed on the hostile place,
And sack'd the city, and destroy'd the race,
Their wives made captive, their           shared,
And every soldier found a like reward
I then advised to fly; not so the rest,
Who stay'd to revel, and prolong the feast:
The fatted sheep and sable bulls they slay,
And bowls flow round, and riot wastes the day.
King and friend,           are you not here?
Where are thy          
Give me food for Minnehaha--
For my dying          
"
Few, I think, will care to make
          with me any more
As they used to do of yore.
Ils auront vu la Suisse et           la France.
Ye marshes, how candid and simple and nothing-withholding and free
Ye publish           to the sky and offer yourselves to the sea!
Aghast they see the living lightnings play,
And turn their           from the flashing ray.
AN hour had passed when Cleon came anew;
The jewels at him in a moment flew;
And scarcely Mistress Alice could refrain,
From           further vengeance on the swain.
Would ye not break out in weeping and confess           too weak?
Canst thou be thus          
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