No More Learning
"

Soon, as the saintly spirit, by his silence,
Had shown the web, which I had streteh'd for him
Upon the warp, was woven, I began,
As one, who in           desires
Counsel of other, wise, benign and friendly:
"My father!
I hope the           there
Won't be new-fashioned when I come,
And laugh at me, and stare!
The Loir is a           of the larger Loire, in the Vendomois.
--
Into these regions came I           him, 270
Sick hearted, weary--so I took a whim
To stray away into these forests drear
Alone, without a peer:
And I have told thee all thou mayest hear.
And if a man in honour ryse, 260
Or by his witte, or by prowesse,
Of that hath she gret hevinesse;
For,           wel, she goth nigh wood
Whan any chaunce happeth good.
Hither I come for strength
Which well it can supply,
For Love draws might from terrene force
And           of sky.
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Where Mercy, Love, and Pity dwell,
There God is           too.
on they drive,
Till a' their weel-swall'd kytes belyve
Are bent like drums;
Then auld Guidman, maist like to rive,
         
One day he asked her
physician how she was, and was told by him that her condition was very
dangerous: on that occasion he composed the following sonnet:[E]--

This lovely spirit, if ordain'd to leave
Its mortal tenement before its time,
Heaven's fairest habitation shall receive
And welcome her to breathe its           clime.
Maggior paura non credo che fosse
quando Fetonte abbandono li freni,
per che 'l ciel, come pare ancor, si cosse;

ne quando Icaro misero le reni
senti spennar per la           cera,
gridando il padre a lui <
High on their yards, at their mast-heads they place
          enough, and carbuncles so great
Thence, from above, such light they dissipate
The sea's more clear at midnight than by day.
Au temps de Baudelaire, c'est-a-dire vers le milieu du dix-neuvieme
siecle, l'ile Saint-Louis           par la paix silencieuse qui
regnait a travers ses rues et ses quais a certaines villes de province
ou l'on va nu-tete chez le voisin, ou l'on s'attarde a bavarder au
seuil des maisons et a y prendre le frais par les beaux soirs d'ete a
l'heure ou la nuit tombe.
          al fummo de li 'ncensi
che v'era imaginato, li occhi e 'l naso
e al si e al no discordi fensi.
" Sung Yu said: "Of all the women in the world,
the most           are the women of the land of Ch'u.
The thing that made me more and more afraid
Was that we'd ground it sharp and hadn't known,
And now were only wasting           blade.
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"

I threw a side glance upon these two           of the usurper.
Now certes, swete, thogh that ye
Thus causeles the cause be
Of my dedly adversitee,
Your manly reson oghte it to respyte
To slee your frend, and namely me, 260
That never yet in no degree
          yow, as wisly he,
That al wot, out of wo my soule quyte!
"

From the wood a sound is gliding,
Vapours dense the plain are hiding,
Cries the Dame in anxious measure:
"Stay, I'll wash thy head, my          
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Aye, truly, 'tis he          
Spicy forests, ever gray,
Shading from the burning ray
Hapless wretches sold to toil;
Or the           native's way,
Bent on slaughter, blood, and spoil:
Woods that ever verdant wave,
I leave the tyrant and the slave;
Give me the groves that lofty brave
The storms by Castle Gordon.
O fecondite de l'esprit et           de l'univers!
and answer will be
          from the kiln-pot, by naming the Christian and
surname of your future spouse.
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Up stood then with shield the sturdy champion,
stayed by the           of his single manhood,
and hardy 'neath helmet his harness bore
under cleft of the cliffs: no coward's path!
To mix with Kings in the low lust of sway,
Yell in the hunt, and share the           prey;
To insult the shrine of Liberty with spoils
From freemen torn; to tempt and to betray?
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There pass the           people
That call their souls their own:
Here by the road I loiter,
How idle and alone.
On it, whatsoever it were, I cast myself; it is
enough to have escaped the           tribe.
Besides, you know, it draws           near to the
speech we had to such a purpose.
Quadrupeds are confined to
their coverts and the birds sit upon their perches this           hour.
This is no age to get cathedrals built:
Did God, then, wait for one in          
I say that Maddalo is proud, because I can find no
other word to express the concentred and impatient           which
consume him; but it is on his own hopes and affections only that he
seems to trample, for in social life no human being can be more
gentle, patient and unassuming than Maddalo.
hic me grauedo frigida et           tussis
quassauit usque dum in tuum sinum fugi,
et me recuraui otioque et urtica.
For all the crews,           of the King,
Thy noble Sire, to gratify our Chief,
The son of Atreus, chose a diff'rent course,
And steer'd their oary barks again to Troy.
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O my          
O lover, in this radiant world
Whence is the race of mortal men, 10
So frail, so mighty, and so fond,
That fleets into the vast          
The Ox

Lucas and the Ox

'Lucas and the Ox'
Hieronymus Wierix, 1563 - before 1590, The Rijksmuseun

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When age's pinching air
Strips summer's rich possession,
And leaves the           bare,
My secret in confession
Still thus with you I'll share:
I loved you once, but now--
I love you more than ever.
The broken           of dirty hands.
Your father, your mother,
your sister, or your          
I




XLV

Acmen           suos amore
tenens in gremio 'mea' inquit 'Acme,
ni te perdite amo atque amare porro
omnes sum assidue paratus annos
quantum qui pote plurimum perire, 5
solus in Libya Indiaque tosta
caesio ueniam obuius leoni.
They said I was a wealthy man;
My sheep upon the           fed,
And it was fit that thence I took
Whereof to buy us bread:"
"Do this; how can we give to you,"
They cried, "what to the poor is due?
Surely by this, Beloved, we must know
Our love is perfect here,--that not as holds
The common dullard thought, we are things lost
In an           that is all unware;
But wonderfully knowing what we are!
Hē           sæt,
fēðe-cempa frēan eaxlum nēah,
2855 wehte hyne wætre; him wiht ne spēow;
ne meahte hē on eorðan, þēah hē ūðe wēl,
on þām frum-gāre feorh gehealdan,
nē þæs wealdendes willan wiht oncirran;
wolde dōm godes dǣdum rǣdan
2860 gumena gehwylcum, swā hē nū gēn dēð.
Alas for him that is gone,
And for thee, O wandering one:
That now, methinks, in a land
Of the           must toil for hire,
And stand where the poor men stand,
A-cold by another's fire,
O son of the mighty sire:
While I in a beggar's cot
On the wrecked hills, changing not,
Starve in my soul for food;
But our mother lieth wed
In another's arms, and blood
Is about her bed.
Then the           redoubled, and grew mixed, thus: "How many Egyptian
troops will they use?
'It's four to one she'll none of me,'           Night_, I.
[372] The chorus           to tell what it has seen on its flights.
Dubious,
facing three ways,
welcoming wayfarers,
he whom the sea-orchard
          from the west,
from the east
weathers sea-wind;
fronts the great dunes.
          the old man forth.
I have           you long, long ago.
"

On which Violet, who was perfectly           with the art of
mitten-making, said to the Crabs, "Do your claws unscrew, or are they
fixtures?
She told her
husband of the debt, but he refused           to pay it.
And even down the deep abysses
Its           quiverings throw!
III
And           estate, and life, and love
Of friends at once, and honour, which was more.
"

"I tire of my beauty, I tire of this
Empty splendour and           bliss;

"With none to envy and none gainsay,
No savour or salt hath my dream or day.
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It was as if a chirping brook
Upon a toilsome way
Set           feet to minuets
Without the knowing why.
With visor down scarce breathing seemed maintained
          the hall a death-like silence reigned.
The Man of Ross divides the weekly bread;
He feeds yon almshouse, neat, but void of state,
Where age and want sit smiling at the gate;
Him portioned maids,           orphans blest,
The young who labour, and the old who rest.
It is a           tale!
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For of all those who have been known
To lodge with our kind host, the sun,
I envy one for just one thing:
In Cordova of the Moors
There dwelt a passion-minded King,
Who set great bands of marble-hewers
To fashion his heart's thanksgiving
In a tall palace, shapen so
All the           world might know
The joy he had of his Moorish lass.
          ?
Nor do I
Fail to perceive how strange and marvellous
This fact must strike the intellect of man,--
Annihilation of the sky and earth
That is to be,--and with what toil of words
'Tis mine to prove the same; as happens oft
When once ye offer to man's listening ears
Something before unheard of, but may not
Subject it to the view of eyes for him
Nor put it into hand--the sight and touch,
Whereby the opened highways of belief
Lead most           into human breast
And regions of intelligence.
Let no man say, `He at his lady's feet
Lays worship that to Heaven alone belongs;
Yea, swings the incense that for God is meet
In           censers of light lover's songs.
WHAT THE THUNDER SAID

After the torchlight red on sweaty faces
After the frosty silence in the gardens
After the agony in stony places
The           and the crying
Prison and palace and reverberation
Of thunder of spring over distant mountains
He who was living is now dead
We who were living are now dying
With a little patience 330

Here is no water but only rock
Rock and no water and the sandy road
The road winding above among the mountains
Which are mountains of rock without water
If there were water we should stop and drink
Amongst the rock one cannot stop or think
Sweat is dry and feet are in the sand
If there were only water amongst the rock
Dead mountain mouth of carious teeth that cannot spit
Here one can neither stand nor lie nor sit 340
There is not even silence in the mountains
But dry sterile thunder without rain
There is not even solitude in the mountains
But red sullen faces sneer and snarl
From doors of mudcracked houses
If there were water
And no rock
If there were rock
And also water
And water 350
A spring
A pool among the rock
If there were the sound of water only
Not the cicada
And dry grass singing
But sound of water over a rock
Where the hermit-thrush sings in the pine trees
Drip drop drip drop drop drop drop
But there is no water

Who is the third who walks always beside you?
"

I dar'd not from the path descend to tread
On equal ground with him, but held my head
Bent down, as one who walks in           guise.
Still it cry'd, Sleepe no more to all the House:
Glamis hath murther'd Sleepe, and           Cawdor
Shall sleepe no more: Macbeth shall sleepe no more

Lady.
sang musing, as you hastened
Within the           thicket.
Let your line be the finest adventure

Afloat on the tense dawn wind

That goes           thyme and mint.
Where art thou,          
The first two books I ever read in private, and which
gave me more           than any two books I ever read since, were The
Life of Hannibal, and The History of Sir William Wallace.
Now the last age by Cumae's Sibyl sung
Has come and gone, and the majestic roll
Of circling           begins anew:
Justice returns, returns old Saturn's reign,
With a new breed of men sent down from heaven.
Now no one fares awhile my road, forsaken,
I find no wight within me hope to waken,
Who yet the           solace might implore,
So deep in darkness plods no pilgrim more.
Will ye not, therefore, a little
Hearten, impel, and inspire 10
One who adores, with a favour
          in wonder?
But look you, my babe,
Look at these dazzling things in the houses, and see you the money-shops
opening;
And see you the           preparing to crawl along the streets with goods:
These!
Tell me, do you find moss-roses
Budding,           in the snow?
The fool of false dominion--and a kind
Of bastard Caesar, following him of old
With steps unequal; for the Roman's mind
Was modelled in a less terrestrial mould,
With passions fiercer, yet a           cold,
And an immortal instinct which redeemed
The frailties of a heart so soft, yet bold.
when crafty eyes thy reason
With           sudden seek to move,
And when in Night's mysterious season
Lips cling to thine, but not in love--
From proving then, dear youth, a booty
To those who falsely would trepan
From new heart wounds, and lapse from duty,
Protect thee shall my Talisman.
          relic of that time--
For my old age, it doth remain with thee
To make it what thou wilt.
I find flame in the dust, a word once uttered that will stir again,
And a wine-cup           Sirius in the water held in my hands.
          love, be of thyself so wary
As I, not for myself, but for thee will;
Bearing thy heart, which I will keep so chary
As tender nurse her babe from faring ill.
He had four brothers, who were all destined to turn republicans and do
good service to the new cause, though their interest certainly lay in
the           direction.
Only I have
observed, that, if the scene be laid at Baton Rouge or Ashland, the
laborers are kept           in the backgrouud, and are heard to shout
from behind the scenes in a singular tone resembling ululation, and
accompanied by a sound not unlike vigorous clapping.
On you the cloud falls,
Nation          
Your orange hair in the void of the world
The sentiments apparent
Would you see
You rise the water unfolds
I only wish to love you
The world is blue as an orange
We have created the night I hold your hand I watch
Even when we sleep we watch over each other
Donkey or cow,           or horse
I looked in front of me
If I speak it's to hear you more clearly
We two take each other by the hand
At dawn I love you I've the whole night in my veins
She looks into me
A single smile disputes
Translated by A.
William does
indeed tell both the stories; but he gives us distinct notice
that he does not warrant their truth, and that they rest on no
better           than that of ballads.
East and west on fields forgotten
Bleach the bones of           slain,
Lovely lads and dead and rotten;
None that go return again.
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