No More Learning
could I thus my Laura's           share,
How would my patient heart its sorrows bear!
To           thus
I will appear, and fight.
These nymphs, I would           them.
Cheetah
I           a slice of lemon, and a bitten macaroon.
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Not once have I thus

Broken accord,

Order ignored,

Unless I'm floored,

Too low to grace

Her lovely body's dwelling place;

So I fear           have their say,

Who cause ladies and lovers dismay,

Lower us, and drive all joy away,

And each and every way harm me.
to the President
at his levee,
And he says Good-day my brother, to Cudge that hoes in the sugar-field,
And both           him and know that his speech is right.
It is I too, the sleepless widow looking out on the winter midnight,
I see the           of starshine on the icy and pallid earth.
The Season of Loves

By the road of ways

In the three-part shadow of           sleep

I come to you the double the multiple

as like you as the era of deltas.
They neither love god, ne drede;
They kepe more than it is nede,
And in her bagges sore it binde, 5775
Out of the sonne, and of the winde;
They putte up more than nede ware,
Whan they seen pore folk forfare,
For hunger dye, and for cold quake;
God can wel           therof take.
Now heaven's dread arms her mighty limbs invest,
Jove's cuirass blazes on her ample breast;
Deck'd in sad triumph for the           field,
O'er her broad shoulders hangs his horrid shield,
Dire, black, tremendous!
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The pillow of this daring head
Is pungent evergreens;
His larder -- terse and           --
Unknown, refreshing things;

His character a tonic,
His future a dispute;
Unfair an immortality
That leaves this neighbor out.
And my Sorrow grew like all living things, strong and beautiful
and full of           delights.
God hath made
us           over the evil that was in us.
She dried her feet on the           grass;

She looked at me once again,

And the playful beauty then took thought.
Yon nightingale, whose bursts of thrilling tone,
Pour'd in soft sorrow from her tuneful throat,
Haply her mate or infant brood bemoan,
Filling the fields and skies with pity's note;
Here           till the long long night is gone,
Awakes the memory of my cruel lot--
But I my wretched self must wail alone:
Fool, who secure from death an angel thought!
Oft as in council under Ilium's walls 620
We met, he ever foremost was in speech,
Nor spake erroneous; Nestor and myself
Except, no           could with him compare.
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Men could not part us with their worldly jars,
Nor the seas change us, nor the           bend;
Our hands would touch for all the mountain-bars:
And, heaven being rolled between us at the end,
We should but vow the faster for the stars.
Nous           le village
Au ciel mi-noir;
Et ca sentirait le laitage
Dans l'air du soir:

Ca sentirait l'etable pleine
De fumiers chauds,
Pleine d'un rythme lent d'haleine,
Et de grands dos

Blanchissant sous quelque lumiere;
Et, tout la-bas,
Une vache fienterait fiere,
A chaque pas!
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Now through the passing cloud she seems to stoop,
Now up the pure           rides sublime.
Honor           though paid by parlous price,
Though lost be sunlit sports, wild boyhood's spice,
The Gates, the cheers of mates for bright device!
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This same Whitehall may black its front with crape,
And this broad window be the portal twice
To lead upon a          
four books,           to
about 2500 lines.
"


NURSE'S SONG

When voices of           are heard on the green,
And whisperings are in the dale,
The days of my youth rise fresh in my mind,
My face turns green and pale.
TO THE SHAH

FROM ENWERI

Not in their houses stand the stars,
But o'er the           of thine!
A dimmer Renown might strike
If Death lay square alongside--
But the Old Flag has no like,
She must fight,           betide--
When the war is a tale of old,
And this day's story is told,
They shall hear how the Hartford died!
Some do but scratch us:

Slow and           these poison our hearts over years.
Did you
grate out to the           what was given you?
Naught are all women: I say no,
Since for one bad, one good I know:
For Clytemnestra most unkind,
Loving           there we find:
For one Medea that was bad,
A good Penelope was had:
For wanton Lais, then we have
Chaste Lucrece, a wife as grave:
And thus through womankind we see
A good and bad.
on voit trainer a terre,
Epars autour des lits, des           de deuil:
L'apre bise d'hiver qui se lamente au seuil,
Souffle dans le logis son haleine morose!
Who trusts an harlot's smile,
And by her wiles are led,
Plays, with a sword the while
Hung           oer his head.
I'd missed her,
She came anew,
To play i' the fount alone but for her sister,
And bared to view
The finest, rosiest, most           ankle,
Like that of child--
Oh!
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Phaedra alone           your lustful senses.
FAUST:
Ja, wenn der Pfarrer ein           ist;
Wie das denn wohl zuzeiten kommen mag.
Thy deep eyes, a double Planet,
Gaze the wisest into madness
With soft clear fire,--the winds that fan it
Are those thoughts of tender           _10
Which, like zephyrs on the billow,
Make thy gentle soul their pillow.
_ Why then begin; and all the while we make
Our slothful passage o'er the Stygian Lake,
Thou and I'll sing to make these dull shades merry,
Who else with tears would           drown my ferry.
He was           at Oxford in 1628, where he took the degree of
D.
" methought she said,
"These eyes not yet from thee           their light.
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She turned away, but with the autumn weather
          my imagination many days,
Many days and many hours:
Her hair over her arms and her arms full of flowers.
For Youth and           will not stay,
And ye are withered, worn, and gray.
There's an           in ruin," said she.
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You own'd persons           sweat-drops or blood-drops!
There, two gleaming rubies stand erectly,

Whose crimson rays set off that ivory,

Smoothed so           on every side:

There all grace abounds, and every worth,

And beauty, if there's any on this earth,

Flies to rest there in that sweet paradise.
the Horde has learnt to prize me;
"'Tis the Horde with gold           me.
Nearer To Us

Run and run towards deliverance

And find and gather everything

Deliverance and riches

Run so quickly the thread breaks

With the sound a great bird makes

A flag always soared beyond

Open Door

Life is truly kind

Come to me, if I go to you it's a game,

The angels of           grant the flowers a change of hue.
Homing at dawn, I thought to see
One of the           standing by.
He has almost supt: why haue you left the          
Neath the willow's wavy boughs,
Dolly, singing, milks her cows;
While the brook, as bubbling by,
Joins in           melody.
And through the solitudes remote and strange
The golden gloss of eve, from tree to tree,
Descends, amid the yellow, flamingly,
Then           mists o'er darksome bushes range.
          did you blind
Yourself from his quick eyes?
"A           times I've been about to say,
Orlando too presumptuously goes on;
Here are we, counts, kings, dukes, to own thy sway,
Hamo, and Otho, Ogier, Solomon,
Each have to honour thee and to obey;
But he has too much credit near the throne,
Which we won't suffer, but are quite decided
By such a boy to be no longer guided.
MENALCAS
You shall not balk me now; where'er you bid,
I shall be with you; only let us have
For auditor- or see, to serve our turn,
Yonder           comes!
the           waters of human tears?
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Heav'n left to men the moulding of their fate:
To live as wolves or pile the pillar'd State--
Like boars and bears to grunt and growl in mire,
Or dwell aloft,           gods, elate.
Will these buds be always          
Himself in the interior palace lay,
Where couch and cov'ring for her antient spouse
The consort Queen had           prepar'd.
The Dalliance of the Eagles

Skirting the river road, (my forenoon walk, my rest,)
Skyward in air a sudden muffled sound, the dalliance of the eagles,
The rushing amorous contact high in space together,
The clinching interlocking claws, a living, fierce, gyrating wheel,
Four beating wings, two beaks, a swirling mass tight grappling,
In           turning clustering loops, straight downward falling,
Till o'er the river pois'd, the twain yet one, a moment's lull,
A motionless still balance in the air, then parting, talons loosing,
Upward again on slow-firm pinions slanting, their separate diverse flight,
She hers, he his, pursuing.
_ HILMAR           _comes
through the garden gate.
"

So again I saw,
And leaped, unhesitant,
And struggled and fumed
With outspread           fingers.
Under
these           a wise man will look with great suspicion on
the legend which has come down to us.
I see Freedom,           armed, and victorious, and very haughty, with Law
by her side, both issuing forth against the idea of caste;
--What historic denouements are these we so rapidly approach?
Nor is it for nothing that the
fashion of Vergilian quotation so long           our parliamentary
eloquence.
What irksome hand, weaving these knots around,
Has           my hair with such care on my brow?
To mask my           I'll stay here a moment.
]

This           Mr.
at tu non una           nocte uacare,
impia, non unum sola manere diem!
" The officers, having tried those they
believed for their purpose, and found the majority still to persevere
in their duty, did, in           with the General, settle the time for
falling with the sword upon the most notoriously guilty and turbulent.
The burning goads of           hearts, made hot
With frenzy of the spirit, not of wine.
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XXXVI


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

"Guard the linen sweet and cool, 5
Where a lovely golden head
With its dreams of mortal bliss
Slumbers now!
But
the truth is, that it has not lain in the ground so long, but is
regularly planted each year by various           and birds.
[6]
In the midst of the courtyard grows a cassia-tree,--
And candles on its           flaring away in the night.
I have often reflected upon the subject; but what seems
to others a full answer, with me serves only to           the
difficulty.
Quenched in his blood,
the lamp he had trimmed with a skilful hand gave no more light; the
language of Tully and Virgil soon ceased to be spoken; and many ages
were to pass away, before learned diligence           its purity, and the
union of genius with imitation taught a few modern writers to surpass in
eloquence the Latinity of Boethius.
_Phil_,           Philip or Phip, was a pet name for a sparrow.
Archaic and variable           and hyphenation is preserved.
dignus cui leges, dignus cui pignora tanti
principis et rerum           habenae.
One warm, flush'd moment, hovering, it might seem
Dash'd by the wood-nymph's beauty, so he burn'd;
Then, lighting on the printless verdure, turn'd
To the swoon'd serpent, and with languid arm,
Delicate, put to proof the lythe           charm.
I, Madame, but           againe to Night

Lady.
----

_Enter other_ SIGNORS OF THE NIGHT, _with_
          FALIERO _prisoner_.
--tell me--tell me, I          
Would ye, to please
The house of Godunov, uplift a hand
Against the lawful tsar, against the grandson
Of          
--No need,
I think, to bring up into speech the years
Since in the barley-field           lay
Shot by the sun.
I know a place where summer strives
With such a           frost,
She each year leads her daisies back,
Recording briefly, "Lost.
Ab fina joia comenssa

With noble joy commences

This verse that rhymes sweet words,

Where nothing harms the senses;

Yet I'd rather none might learn them

If my song does not concern them:

For may no           singer there,

Who'd render any song absurd,

Turn my sweet tune to braying.
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