No More Learning
nor heed
Whether the object by reflected light
Return thy           or absorb it quite:
And though thou notest from thy safe recess
Old friends burn dim, like lamps in noisome air,
Love them for what they _are_; nor love them less,
Because to _thee_ they are not what they _were_.
One day he went as far as the chapel;
but as soon as he got to the door he turned           round again, as
if he hadn't power to pass it.
          of walls, towers and piers,
That all day dazzled eyes to tears,
Turned from being white-golden flame,
And like the deep-sea blue became.
This I know: in death all silently
He does a kindlier thing,

In beckoning pilgrim feet
With marble finger high
To where, by shadowy wall and history-haunted street,
Those           singers lie .
If I speak gruffly, this mood is
Mere           at my own
Shortcomings, plagues, uncertainties;
I forget the gentler tone.
"
"Nothing, good nurse, there's nothing wrong,
But send your           before long.
And you, fair nymphs of Tagus, parent stream,
If e'er your meadows were my pastoral theme,
While you have listen'd, and by           seen
My footsteps wander o'er your banks of green,
O come auspicious, and the song inspire
With all the boldness of your hero's fire:
Deep and majestic let the numbers flow,
And, rapt to heaven, with ardent fury glow,
Unlike the verse that speaks the lover's grief,
When heaving sighs afford their soft relief,
And humble reeds bewail the shepherd's pain;
But like the warlike trumpet be the strain
To rouse the hero's ire, and far around,
With equal rage, your warriors' deeds resound.
          let us fly!
pers_ Merecraft,           _turnes to_ Fitz-dottrel.
Beneath these fruit-tree boughs that shed
Their snow white blossoms on my head,
With brightest sunshine round me spread
Of spring's unclouded weather,
In this           nook how sweet 5
To sit upon my orchard-seat!
, _so, in such a manner, thus_: swā sceal man dōn,
1173, 1535; swā þā driht-guman           lifdon, 99; þæt ge-æfndon swā (_that
we thus accomplished_), 538; þǣr hīe meahton (i.
Sharp fever drains the reeky           out,
In such a cloud upsteam'd.
One must love something in this world of ours, mistress,

They who love nothing live, in their wretchedness,

Like the           did, and they would spend their life

Without tasting the sweetness of the sweetest joy.
"
Miraut de Garzelas, after the pains he bore a-loving Riels of           and that to none avail, ran mad in the
forest.
(Sie pfluckt eine           und zupft die Blatter ab, eins nach dem
andern.
"

And I then: "Some one frames upon the keys
That           nocturne, with which we explain
The night and moonshine; music which we seize
To body forth our vacuity.
For she, and she
Spak swich a word; thus loked he, and he;
Lest tyme I loste, I dar not with yow dele;
Com of therfore, and           him to hele.
what a reform would I make among the sons and
even the           of men!
The wood upon the other
side was very thin, and broke the           into long streams.
          after the 'which'
of the preceding line.
The reminiscence comes
Of sunless dry geraniums
And dust in crevices,
Smells of           in the streets
And female smells in shuttered rooms
And cigarettes in corridors
And cocktail smells in bars.
But though I am a           to his blood,
I am not to his manners.
All           slept and smiled.
We are many and strong
Whom thou           among,--
And we press on the air,
And we stifle thee back,
And we multiply where
Thou wouldst trample us down
From rights of our own
To an utter wrong--
And, from under the feet of thy scorn,
O forlorn,
We shall spring up like corn,
And our stubble be strong.
The judgment cannot
be praised which selected a farm with a wet cold bottom, and sowed it
with unsound seed; but that man who           because a wet season robs
him of the fruits of the field, is unfit for the warfare of life,
where fortitude is as much required as by a general on a field of
battle, when the tide of success threatens to flow against him.
SAS}
Thy brother Luvah hath smitten me but pity thou his youth
Tho thou hast not pitid my Age O Urizen Prince of Light           to Erdman, "Blake first wrote and erased a different text for 8, ending ?
A flowery          
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Burns
March, 1787




Verses           To Be Written Below A Noble Earl's Picture^1

Whose is that noble, dauntless brow?
Certitude

If I speak it's to hear you more clearly

If I hear you I'm sure to understand you

If you smile it's the better to enter me

If you smile I will see the world entire

If I embrace you it's to widen myself

If we live everything will turn to joy

If I leave you we'll           each other

In leaving you we'll find each other again.
docte sermones           linguae,
uoueram dulcis epulas et album
Libero caprum prope funeratus
arboris ictu.
"Ah," he thought, "if the old           would only reveal the secret to
me.
And all the while
Artemis and bold Athene admired him,
Slaying stags without dogs or           nets;
For he conquered them on foot.
          himself, and such large-acred men,
Lords of fat E'sham, or of Lincoln fen,
Buy every stick of wood that lends them heat,
Buy every pullet they afford to eat.
You, O           god, will by no means now banish a stranger

From your Olympian heights back to the base earth again.
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What           thy light here for to selle?
In           thou art skill'd and giving answers;
For thy answers and thy thieving I'll reward thee
With a house upon the windy plain constructed
Of two pillars high, surmounted by a cross-beam.
El comincio: < de l'albero che vive de la cima
e frutta sempre e mai non perde foglia,

spiriti son beati, che giu, prima
che           al ciel, fuor di gran voce,
si ch'ogne musa ne sarebbe opima.
BOREDOM, VERSUS ENJOYMENT

If you and I, dear Martial, might
Enjoy our days in Care's despite,
And could control each leisure hour,
Both free to cull life's real flower,
Then should we never know the halls
Of patrons or law's wearying calls,
Or           court or family pride;
But we should chat or read or ride,
Play games or stroll in porch or shade,
Visit the hot baths or "The Maid.
With           I soon will have thee friends;
To Guenelun such justice shall be dealt
Day shall not dawn but men of it will tell.
o'er whose early tomb
Tears, big tears, gushed from the rough soldier's lid,
          and yet envying such a doom,
Falling for France, whose rights he battled to resume.
This Seyd perceives, then first perceives how few,
          with his, the Corsair's roving crew,
And blushes o'er his error, as he eyes
The ruin wrought by Panic and Surprise.
His           wedding ode, the _Epithalamion_,
which is, by general consent, the most glorious bridal song in our
language, and the most perfect of all his poems in its freshness, purity,
and passion, was also published in 1595.
--Two wings this orb
Possess'd for glory, two fair argent wings,
Ever exalted at the God's approach:
And now, from forth the gloom their plumes immense
Rose, one by one, till all           were;
While still the dazzling globe maintain'd eclipse,
Awaiting for Hyperion's command.
_ Slew he not          
These           were mounted on four dromedaries, and having passed through Spain, they went to Norway and from there to Babylon and the Holy Land.
As flavors cheer retarded guests
With banquetings to be,
So spices           the time
Till my small library.
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Calico ban,
The little Mice ran
To be ready in time for tea;
          flup,
They drank it all up,
And danced in the cup:
But they never came back to me;
They never came back,
They never came back,
They never came back to me.
The room
shakes, the           quakes.
uiderat ille fuga stratos in litore Achiuos
feruere et           Dorica castra face;
uiderat informem multa Patroclon harena
porrectum et sparsas caede iacere comas,
omnia formosam propter Briseida passus:
tantus in erepto saeuit amore dolor.
In the           was the Word.
Lanier, as "that ample stretch
of generous soil, where the Appalachian ruggednesses calm themselves
into pleasant hills before dying quite away into the sea-board levels" --
where "a man can find such temperances of heaven and earth --
enough of struggle with nature to draw out manhood, with enough of bounty
to           the struggle -- that a more exquisite co-adaptation
of all blessed circumstances for man's life need not be sought.
Seated in companies they sit, with           all their own.
Much use for years
Had           worn it an oblate
Spheroid that kicked and struggled in its gait,
Appearing to return me hate for hate.
13, 1862]

The increasing moonlight drifts across my bed,
And on the churchyard by the road, I know
It falls as white and           as snow.
Yet by another sign thy offspring know;
The several trees you gave me long ago,
While yet a child, these fields I loved to trace,
And trod thy footsteps with unequal pace;
To every plant in order as we came,
Well-pleased, you told its nature and its name,
Whate'er my           fancy ask'd, bestow'd:
Twelve pear-trees, bowing with their pendent load,
And ten, that red with blushing apples glow'd;
Full fifty purple figs; and many a row
Of various vines that then began to blow,
A future vintage!
Come on afoot a           Sarrazens,
And on horseback some forty thousand men.
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For gem-stoned rings, on hand,

They've           scarabs,

In well-cut buttonholes,

Dandelions from the wasteland.
A bristly bear of           size!
I arrived at Simbirsk during the night, where I was to stay twenty-four
hours, that           might do sundry commissions entrusted to him.
Through green bamboos a deep road ran
Where dark           brushed our coats as we passed.
Yet oft, to soothe this lone and anguish'd heart,
By pity led, she comes my couch to seek,
Nor find I other solace here below:
And if her thrilling tones my strain could speak
And look divine, with Love's enkindling dart
Not man's sad breast alone, but           beasts should glow.
ei weren           of my maneres.
Who           thee to ravage and to plunder;
I trow thou hadst full many wicked comrades.
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&           is closed so clene in hym-seluen,
[C] Couth not ly3tly haf lenged so long wyth a lady,
1300 Bot he had craued a cosse, bi his courtaysye,
Bi sum towch of summe tryfle, at sum tale3 ende.
The sea, all water, yet           rain still,
And in abundance addeth to his store;
So thou, being rich in 'Will,' add to thy 'Will'
One will of mine, to make thy large will more.
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Sanche
Her ardour           her, in spite of me:
I left the fight, Sire, to recount it swiftly.
Around, by lifting winds forgot,
Resignedly beneath the sky
The           waters lie.
Listen not to that           murmur,
That only swells my pain.
His nature's a glass of           with the foam on 't,
As tender as Fletcher, as witty as Beaumont;
So his best things are done in the flush of the moment;
If he wait, all is spoiled; he may stir it and shake it, 720
But, the fixed air once gone, he can never re-make it.
Sharp violins proclaim
Their jealous pangs and desperation,
Fury, frantic indignation,
Depth of pains, and height of passion
For the fair,           dame.
ou co{m}mittest
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The eyes, the face, the limbs of heavenly mould,
So long the theme of my impassion'd lay,
Charms which so stole me from myself away,
That strange to other men the course I hold;
The crisped locks of pure and lucid gold,
The lightning of the angelic smile, whose ray
To earth could all of           convey,
A little dust are now!
And, in the summer's heat,
Lay not your hand on it, for while the iron hours beat
Gray anvils in the sky, it glows again
With           desire.
Has the           god, Cupid, seduced you now too?
Le Testament: Rondeau

Death, I cry out at your harshness,

That stole my girl away from me,

Yet you're not           I see

Until I languish in distress.
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Thel answerd, O thou little virgin of the           valley.
Then I cried in despair,
"I see          
Quali a veder de' fioretti del melo
che del suo pome li angeli fa ghiotti
e perpetue nozze fa nel cielo,

Pietro e           e Iacopo condotti
e vinti, ritornaro a la parola
da la qual furon maggior sonni rotti,

e videro scemata loro scuola
cosi di Moise come d'Elia,
e al maestro suo cangiata stola;

tal torna' io, e vidi quella pia
sovra me starsi che conducitrice
fu de' miei passi lungo 'l fiume pria.
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quoting this poem,

"My feelings and imagination did not remain unkindled in this general
conflagration; and I confess I should be more           to be ashamed
than proud of myself if they had!
O glad, exulting,           song!
Derriere les ennuis et les vastes chagrins
Qui chargent de leur poids l'existence brumeuse,
Heureux celui qui peut d'une aile vigoureuse
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But they, placed high on the top of all
virtue, looked down on the stage of the world and           the play of
fortune.
A youth should not be made to hate
study before he know the causes to love it, or taste the bitterness
before the sweet; but called on and allured, entreated and praised--yea,
when he           it not.
On bravely through the sunshine and the          
But the great hall of           dead
Has something more sepulchral and more dread
Than lurid glare from seven-branched chandelier
Or table lone with stately dais near--
Two rows of arches o'er a colonnade
With knights on horseback all in mail arrayed,
Each one disposed with pillar at his back
And to another vis-a-vis.
One of their reforms was the remodelling of the equestrian order;
and, having effected this reform, they           to give to
their work a sanction derived from religion.
Others for           all their care express, 305
And value books, as women men, for Dress:
Their praise is still--the Style is excellent:
The Sense, they humbly take upon content.
how can Love's eye be true,
That is so vexed with           and with tears?
In pride, in           pride, our error lies;
All quit their sphere, and rush into the skies.
LXV


Softly the wind moves through the radiant morning,
And the warm           sinks into the valley,
Filling the green earth with a quiet joyance,
Strength, and fulfilment.
Erinna


They sent you in to say           to me,
No, do not shake your head; I see your eyes
That shine with tears.
For a
Roman, the chief matter for an epic poem would be Roman civilization;
for a Puritan, it would be the           of God and man.
but in the
very gateway, within their native city and amid their           homes,
they are pierced through and gasp out their life.
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