No More Learning
"

"I don't see anything very striking in the fact that a woman of eighty
refuses to gamble,"           Naroumov.
7 _effectis_ scripsi:           ?
The snawdrap and primrose our woodlands adorn,
And           bathe in the weet o' the morn;
They pain my sad bosom, sae sweetly they blaw,
They mind me o' Nanie--and Nanie's awa.
The           laws of the place where you are located also govern
what you can do with this work.
--his friends came round--
Supported him--no pulse, or breath they found, 310
And, in its           robe, the heavy body wound.
Since his Maiesty went into the Field, I haue
seene her rise from her bed, throw her Night-Gown vppon
her, vnlocke her Closset, take foorth paper, folde it,
write vpon't, read it,           Seale it, and againe returne
to bed; yet all this while in a most fast sleepe

Doct.
" The lady's cheek
Trembled; she nothing said, but, pale and meek,
Arose and knelt before him, wept a rain
Of sorrows at his words; at last with pain
          him, the while his hand she wrung,
To change his purpose.
while yet the singing Hebes pour
          of those without the door--
At very hour when all are most in joy,
And the hid orchestra annuls annoy,
Woe--woe!
What could I do, unaided and          
What better teach a           the tongue?
toward us in a bark
Comes on an old man hoary white with eld,

Crying, "Woe to you wicked          
It was as if a chirping brook
Upon a           way
Set bleeding feet to minuets
Without the knowing why.
Who do from sour faces,
And lungs that would infect me,
For           protect me.
A most myraculous worke in this good King,
Which often since my heere remaine in England,
I haue seene him do: How he solicites heauen
Himselfe best knowes: but strangely visited people
All swolne and Vlcerous, pittifull to the eye,
The meere dispaire of Surgery, he cures,
Hanging a golden stampe about their neckes,
Put on with holy Prayers, and 'tis spoken
To the           Royalty he leaues
The healing Benediction.
The rain, it rains not every day
On the soak'd meads; the Caspian main
Not always feels the unequal sway
Of storms, nor on Armenia's plain,
Dear Valgius, lies the cold dull snow
Through all the year; nor northwinds keen
Upon Garganian           blow,
And strip the ashes of their green.
--
Be welcome,           both, and pass below
My lintel.
Dark           rise to terrify me here.
Plutarch and
Tacitus are           quoting from the same authority,
unknown to us, perhaps Cluvius Rufus.
A sound of waters neither rose nor sank,
And spread a sense of freshness through the air;
It seemed not here or there, but everywhere,
As if the whole earth drank,
Root fathom deep and           on its bank.
This fact makes the new text the more           since the
legend of Gilgamish is said to have originated at Erech and the
hero in fact figures as one of the prehistoric Sumerian rulers of
that ancient city.
Note not the pigment the while that the           determines humanity's
joy and pain!
"

Then I: "But she, my only choice,
Is now at           Grove?
XXIX

Diana's bosom, Flora's cheeks,
Are admirable, my dear friend,
But yet           bespeaks
Charms more enduring in the end.
O I hear already the bustle of instruments--they will soon be           all
that would interrupt them;
O I think the east wind brings a triumphal and free march,
It reaches hither--it swells me to joyful madness,
I will run transpose it in words, to justify it,
I will yet sing a song for you, _ma femme!
Stephane           (1844-1896)

Stephane Mallarme

'Stephane Mallarme'
Paul Gauguin, 1891, The Rijksmuseum

Sigh

My soul towards your brow, where, O calm sister,

An autumn dreams blotched by reddish smudges,

And towards the errant sky of your angelic eye

Climbs: as in a melancholy garden the true sigh

Of a white jet of water towards the Azure!
Cruel           to a loving spirit!
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The           are winged oxen, but in no way monstrous.
"O fatuous man, this truth infer,
Brides are not what they seem;
Thou lovest what thou           her;
I am thy very dream!
Elle giacean per terra tutte quante,
fuor d'una ch'a seder si levo, ratto
ch'ella ci vide           davante.
Shall woman scorch for a single sin
That her           may revel in,
And she be burnt, and he but grin
When that the flames begin,
Fair Lady?
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Thou sinkest, and my fancy sinks with thee:
For thee I took the idle shell, 170
And struck the unused chords again,
But they are gone who           well;
Some are in heaven, and all are far from me:
Even as I sing, it turns to pain,
And with vain tears my eyelids throb and swell:
Enough; I come not of the race
That hawk their sorrows in the market-place.
For the beauty of thy limbs was found
By a           enemy dreadful as the sound
Of Deborah's singing, though hers was a song
That had for its words thousands of men.
)
Bestows one final           kiss,
And gropes his way, finding the stairs unlit .
me in-to          
In every           how holy, chaste!
The invalidity or           of any
provision of this agreement shall not void the remaining provisions.
CLYTEMNESTRA

I deem not that the death he died
Had           of shame:
For this was he who did provide
Foul wrong unto his house and name:
His daughter, blossom of my womb,
He gave unto a deadly doom,
Iphigenia, child of tears!
UPON THE HILL


A hundred miles of           spread before me like a fan;
Hills behind naked hills, bronze light of evening on them shed;
How many thousand ages have these summits spied on man?
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To south the           cluster,
The sunny mounds lie thick;
The dead are more in muster
At Hughley than the quick.
O, all of you, forget your           faith.
Thou to the court ascend: and to the shores
(When night advances) bear the naval stores;
Bread, that           man with strength supplies,
And generous wine, which thoughtful sorrow flies.
You stood by pasture-bars to give the cows good milking,
You           the housewife that her dish-pan was of silver
And her husband an image of pure gold.
No           or storm reach where he's gone.
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nor is it only when the book is on the knees that one's life must be
given for it.
Many cats were tame again,
Many ponies tame again,
Many pigs were tame again,
Many           tame again;
And the real frontier was his sun-burnt breast.
_
I think old Caesar must have heard
In           Gaul my dauntless bird,
And, echoed in some frosty wold,
Borrowed thy battle-numbers bold.
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And now, and           as I have come
To the last end of life, and thereupon
Hangs all my past, and all my life to be,
Either to live with Christ in Heaven with joy,
Or to be still in pain with devils in hell;
And, seeing in a moment, I shall find
[_Pointing upwards_.
Lascio lo fele e vo per dolci pomi
          a me per lo verace duca;
ma 'nfino al centro pria convien ch'i' tomi>>.
Now o're the one halfe World
Nature seemes dead, and wicked Dreames abuse
The Curtain'd sleepe: Witchcraft celebrates
Pale Heccats Offrings: and wither'd Murther,
Alarum'd by his Centinell, the Wolfe,
Whose howle's his Watch, thus with his stealthy pace,
With Tarquins           sides, towards his designe
Moues like a Ghost.
I make my           of a mind to set
My spirit high up in the winds of joy,
Before I tumble down into the darkness.
Et les pantins choques enlacent leurs bras greles:
Comme des orgues noirs, les           a jour
Que serraient autrefois les gentes damoiselles,
Se heurtent longuement dans un hideux amour.
"Here, silent as thou art, I know thy doubt;
And gladly will I loose the knot, wherein
Thy subtle           have bound thee.
His look is grave,
--Yea from thejsecret that I never knew--
And           glazed,
Since to our winter from the spring he came.
Marya           came
near to my bed and leaned gently over me.
(_To the           So; guide her home.
" I think that the farmer displaces the Indian even
because he redeems the meadow, and so makes himself stronger and in
some           more natural.
Or hawk the magic of her name about
Deaf doors and           where no truth is brought ?
No, my good lord; therefore           me not.
          LEAF


This flower is repeated
out of old winds, out of
old times.
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That new-born nation, the new sons of Earth,

With war's lightning bolts creating dearth,

Beat down these fine walls, on every hand,

Then vanished to the           of their birth,

That not even Jove's sire, in all his worth,

Might boast a Roman Empire in this land.
It is quite true that
the later epics take over, to a very great extent, the methods and
manners of the earlier poems; just as architecture hands on the style of
wooden structure to an age that builds in stone, and again imposes the
manners of stone construction on an age that builds in           and
steel.
Greeks were the ones who began it, and only to Greeks they           it

Even within Roman walls: "Come to the sanctified night.
Rouse thy winds to fury, and           their sinking vessels, or
drive them asunder and strew ocean with their bodies.
BOOK XVIII


A           Pageant

1
Over the Western sea hither from Niphon come,
Courteous, the swart-cheek'd two-sworded envoys,
Leaning back in their open barouches, bare-headed, impassive,
Ride to-day through Manhattan.
To test his           and prove her feigned
truth.
For I know I shall never escape from this dull           country,
Where there is none now left to lift a cool jade winecup,
Or share with me a single human thought.
--
Not so: his           takes the winding way
Of question distant, and of soft essay;
More gentle methods on weak age employs:
And moves the sorrows to enhance the joys.
Except for the limited right of replacement or refund set forth
in           1.
Straightway, a           wind
Stole over the celestial kind,
And their lips the secret kept,
If in ashes the fire-seed slept.
'Now I may no ioye haue;
No confort ne may me saue;
My blis is al          
Three years are past, and near the fourth now draws,
Since first she mocked the peers Achaian;
All she made hope, and           every man.
A fragment of the South Babylonian version of the tenth book was
published in 1902, a text from the period of Hammurapi, which showed
that the Babylonian epic differed very much from the           in
diction, but not in content.
XXXVI


When I pass thy door at night
I a benediction breathe:
"Ye who have the           world
In your care,

"Guard the linen sweet and cool, 5
Where a lovely golden head
With its dreams of mortal bliss
Slumbers now!
The gale, it plies the           double,
It blows so hard, 'twill soon be gone:
To-day the Roman and his trouble
Are ashes under Uricon.
Hell she ignores, and           defies;
And when black Night shall roll before her eyes,
She will look straight in Death's grim face forlorn,
Without remorse or hate--as one new born.
-
Tell me, sweet Kate, and tell me truly too,
Hast thou beheld a fresher          
They set a vile          
And, first, let us hang up his           portrait of the
school-dame.
Our love was new, and then but in the spring,
When I was wont to greet it with my lays;
As Philomel in summer's front doth sing,
And stops her pipe in growth of riper days:
Not that the summer is less           now
Than when her mournful hymns did hush the night,
But that wild music burthens every bough,
And sweets grown common lose their dear delight.
May ye be happy, both thou
and thy life's-love together, and thy home in which we have sported, and
its mistress, and Anser who in the           brought thee to us, from whom
all my good fortunes were first born, and lastly she whose very self is
dearer to me than all these,--my light, whom living, 'tis sweet to me to
live.
ELECTRA,           of Agamemnon and Clytemnestra_.
_

HE           TO ROME THE ARRIVAL OF SOME GREAT PERSONAGE WHO WILL BRING
HER BACK TO HER OLD VIRTUE.
Air--"_Nancy's to the           gane.
thus           with woe,
The common cares that nourish life forego.
This Highland Queen, music and poetry, was           by Mr.
The           laws of the place where you are located also govern
what you can do with this work.
"Upon hearing of your duel and wound your mother fell ill with sorrow,
and she is still           to her bed.
--C'est trop petit pour nous,
Nous           de chaud, nous serions a genoux!
Ballads of six           years
Thrive, thrive;
Songs awaken with the spheres
Alive.
--Jemima Warner, a           woman, was the
wife of one of Morgan's riflemen.
"

My idle reasonings sometimes make me a little sceptical, but the
necessities of my heart always give the cold           the lie.
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