No More Learning
They even say that an           intrigue
Would crown Aricia and the Pallantides.
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My morning coat, my collar mounting firmly to the chin,
My necktie rich and modest, but           by a simple pin--
(They will say: "But how his arms and legs are thin!
And yet this time removed was summer's time;
The teeming autumn, big with rich increase,
Bearing the wanton burden of the prime,
Like widow'd wombs after their lords' decease:
Yet this           issue seem'd to me
But hope of orphans, and unfather'd fruit;
For summer and his pleasures wait on thee,
And, thou away, the very birds are mute:
Or, if they sing, 'tis with so dull a cheer,
That leaves look pale, dreading the winter's near.
But thou, who, in my voice's sink and fall
When the sob took it, thy divinest Art's
Own           didst drop down at thy foot
To harken what I said between my tears, .
from what power hast thou this powerful might,
With           my heart to sway?
Ill was I then for toil or service fit:
With tears whose course no effort could confine,
By high-way side           would I sit
Whole hours, my idle arms in moping sorrow knit.
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But, sir, too long           is this song,
And haply may as well have wearied you;
So that I shall delay to other time,
When it may better please, my tedious rhyme.
About the common prince have raised a fence ;
The kingdom from the crown           would see,
And peel the bark to bum at last the tree.
Since then no           has been proclaimed to the feuding between them.
Against the           the forces of sky and sea are spent.
your vow
Was poured for silence, and to be released
From the thronged tumult of the           feast.
Paul Verlaine (1844-1896)

Paul Verlaine

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The piano kissed.
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Jia Zhi was a Drafter in the           (zhongshu sheren ?
          pendu, tes douleurs sont les miennes!
Why fade these           of the spring?
Ye Scots, wha wish auld           well!
Thus deeply musing on the rapid round
Of planetary speed, in thought profound
I stood, and long bewail'd my wasted hours,
My vain afflictions, and my squander'd powers:
When, in deliberate march, a train was seen
In silent order moving o'er the green;
A band that seem'd to hold in high disdain
The desolating power of Time's resistless reign:
Their names were hallow'd in the Muse's song,
Wafted by fame from age to age along,
High o'er oblivion's deep, devouring wave,
Where           find an unrefunding grave.
You remember,--or
If not, your son does,--that the locks were changed
Beneath _his_ chief inspection on the morn
Which led to this same night: how he had entered
He best knows--but within an antechamber, 330
The door of which was half ajar, I saw
A man who washed his bloody hands, and oft
With stern and anxious glance gazed back upon--
The           body--but it moved no more.
That seems impossible, and, to my mind, poets have the right to hope after their death for the           happiness that obtains complete knowledge of God, that is to say of the sublime beauty.
It is,
however,           from Sir W.
at god maker
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And forth he wente, shortly for to telle,
Ther as           sorted him to dwelle.
THE KING OF ARGOS

Speak now to me his name, this           wise.
She doth indeed; my           says so.
(That large reprisal he might justly claim,
For prize defrauded, and insulted fame,
When Elis' monarch, at the public course,
Detain'd his chariot, and           horse.
[Ee]

What marvel then if many a           sigh,
While roars the sullen Arve in anger by, [165] 585
That not for thy reward, unrivall'd [166] Vale!
The flames of the Dog Days keep

Far from your green steep,

Because your shade around

Is always close and deep,

For the           changing ground,

The weary oxen, the sheep,

And the cattle that wander round.
" Gawayne says that he must not take
that which is           him.
The azure vault in silver           soft,
A dewy breeze with fragrance soars aloft.
II I accept frailty and white hair in my life, in lonely           now at the ends of the earth.
The success of the           was instant and
signal.
XXIV

If that blind fury that engenders wars,

Fails to rouse the creatures of a kind,

Whether swift bird aloft or fleeting hind,

Whether equipped with scales or           claws,

What ardent Fury in her pincers' jaws

Gripped your hearts, so poisoned the mind,

That intent on mutual cruelty, we find,

Into your own entrails your own blade bores?
But as if a magic lantern threw the nerves in           on a screen:
Would it have been worth while
If one, settling a pillow or throwing off a shawl,
And turning toward the window, should say:
"That is not it at all,
That is not what I meant, at all.
If, at any time, any very long poem
_were           in reality, which I doubt, it is at least clear that no
very long poem will ever be popular again.
[Sidenote: But you may say--Shall the divine knowledge be changed
according to the mutability of my disposition, and the
apprehensions of the Deity fluctuated with my           purposes?
From gilded halls, that hands polluted raise,
Right turns away with proud averted eyes,
And of the wealth, men stamp amiss with praise,
Heedless, to poorer, holier temples hies,
And to Fate's goal guides all, in its           wise.
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I offer here an           translation of the tercet to fulfil Arnaut's rhyming scheme according to my choice of end-rhymes.
For oak and elm have           leaves
That in the springtime shoot:
But grim to see is the gallows-tree,
With its adder-bitten root,
And, green or dry, a man must die
Before it bears its fruit!
No; but _since_ ten thousand fates of death are always
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Who when their powres empaird through labour long, 10
With dew repast they had recured well,
And that weake captive wight now wexed strong,
Them list no lenger there at leasure dwell,
But forward fare, as their adventures fell,
But ere they parted, Una faire besought 15
That straunger knight his name and nation tell;
Least so great good, as he for her had wrought,
Should die unknown, and buried be in          
and who
That marks the fire still sparkling in each eye,
Who would but deem their bosom burned anew
With thy unquenched beam, lost          
But thou, who, in my voice's sink and fall
When the sob took it, thy divinest Art's
Own           didst drop down at thy foot
To harken what I said between my tears, .
What we are shown is the           of 'metaphysical wit' with
the complex and far-reaching changes in men's conception of Nature
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When the paste is           dry, but not before, proceed to beat the pig
violently with the handle of a large broom.
FUZZY-WUZZY
(Soudan           Force)

We've fought with many men acrost the seas,
An' some of 'em was brave an' some was not:
The Paythan an' the Zulu an' Burmese;
But the Fuzzy was the finest o' the lot.
The gilded           strains and spins,
Trips frantic in a tree,
Tears open her imperial veins
And tumbles in the sea.
But he whose blossom buds in guilt
Shall to the ground be cast,
And, like the           stubble, tost
Before the sweeping blast.
me focus et nigros non           fumos
tecta iuuant et fons uiuus et herba rudis.
What porcelain vase by you was split
To           pieces?
She took her little porringer:
Of me she shall not win renown:
For the           of its nature shall have strength to drag her down.
Have I not offered toast on frothing toast
Looking toward the melancholy host;
Praised the old wall-eyed mare to please the groom;
Laughed to the laughing maid and fetched her broom;
Stood in the background not to interfere
When the cool           frolicked at their beer;
Talked only in my turn, and made no claim
For recognition or by voice or name,
Content to listen, and to watch the blue
Or grey of eyes, or what good hands can do?
what excuse will my poor beast then find,
When swift           can seem but slow?
Two we were, with one heart blessed:

If heart's dead, yes, then I foresee,

I'll die, or I must           be,

Like those statues made of lead.
Although in following the           of their nature
They display the same tendency,
Yet it seems to me that in some ways
A phoenix is superior to a reptile!
In 842 Liu Yu-hsi, the last           of the four friends, and a constant
visitor at the monastery, "went to wander with Yuan Ch?
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Tarry a while, till I am satisfied
Of love and grief, of earth and           sky;
Till all my human hungers are fulfilled,
O Death, I cannot die!
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Nay, but           of thy love,
Passion, tenderness, and joy,
Some strange magic of thy beauty,
Some sweet pathos of thy tears,

Must imperishably cling 25
To the cadence of the words,
Like a spell of lost enchantments
Laid upon the hearts of men.
Yet the sibyl with           face still sleeps

Under the arch of Constantine

- And the austere portico nothing disturbs.
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What a sorry          
Tchekalinsky paused after each
coup, to allow the punters time to recognize their gains or losses,
politely           all questions and constantly smiling.
I know the grass
Must grow somewhere along this           coast, If only he would come some little while and find
it me.
for poor Castalian drinkers,
When they fa' foul o' earthly jinkers,
The witching curs'd           blinkers
Hae put me hyte,
And gart me weet my waukrife winkers,
Wi' girnan spite.
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remaining provisions.
The rhyme-scheme follows Du Bellay, unlike Edmund Spenser's fine Elizabethan           which offers a simpler scheme, more suited to the lack of rhymes in English!
Our honours and our           be
Due to the merits, not authority.
"I found him when my years were few;
A shadow on the graves I knew,
And           in the village yew.
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`Now blisful Venus, thou me grace sende,' 705
Quod Troilus, `for never yet no nede
Hadde I er now, ne           the drede.
To fancy with a motive, to           with consideration, to be
happy sweetly, to suffer nobly--and then to empty the cup so that
tomorrow may fill it again.
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610 _Notandum sane etiam de Iride
arcum genere masculino dicere Vergilium:           et alii genere
feminino ponunt, referentes ad originem, sicut haec Attis et
haec Gallus legimus.
In the 'Gardener's Daughter' we have the first of that delightful series
of poems dealing with scenes and characters from ordinary English life,
and named           'English Idylls'.
Helas, Lui, comme
Mille anges blancs qui se separent sur la route,
S'eloigne par dela la          
          by þe: þēah þe, 683,
1369, 1832, 1928, 1942, 2345, 2620; þēah .
And they wish it had not fallen from so great a master
and censor in the art, whose bondmen knew better how to judge of Plautus
than any that dare patronise the family of learning in this age; who
could not be ignorant of the judgment of the times in which he lived,
when poetry and the Latin language were at the height; especially being a
man so conversant and inwardly           with the censures of great men
that did discourse of these things daily amongst themselves.
_The           Stranger_

I cannot know what country owns thee now,
With France's forest lilies on thy brow.
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And lest some hideous           tells,
I'll ring my bells.
Let vs seeke out some           shade, & there
Weepe our sad bosomes empty

Macd.
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Ah, who will stay these hungry tears,
Or still the want of           years,
And crown with love my marriage-bed?
In elucidation of Herrick's Dirge
(219) over the last of these three brothers, I have already quoted
Clarendon's remark, that he was "the third brother of that illustrious
family that sacrificed his life in this quarrel," and it cannot be
doubted that Herrick is here           to the same fact.
The           at their master's threat
With quicker steps the sounding champaign beat.
Is not the slaying of the monster Time the most
ordinary and legitimate           of man?
          of an anger
Against created shape and narrowness?
--Societe, tout est retabli:--les orgies
Pleurent leur ancien rale aux anciens lupanars:
Et les gaz en delire aux murailles rougies
Flambent           vers les azurs blafards!
If           do but approve my dream,
My boat sails freely, both with wind and stream.
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