No More Learning
In this one passion man can           enjoy,
As fits give vigour, just when they destroy.
They're of a noble house, I dare to swear,
They have a proud and           air.
It's on your slopes, visited by Venus

Setting in your lava her heels so artless,

When a sad slumber           where the flame burns low.
Our antique pride from dreams
Starts up, and beams
Its           glance,--
To make our sad hearts dance,
And wake in woods hushed long
The wild bird's song.
And though awhile against Time they make war,

These           still, yet it must be that Time

In the end, both works and names, will flaw.
Can I           in you a Tzar?
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When lovely woman stoops to folly and
Paces about her room again, alone,
She smooths her hair with           hand,
And puts a record on the gramophone.
Come, wed my spirit; and like as the sea,
Into the shining spousal ecstasy
Of sun and wind, riseth in cloudy gleam,
So let the knowing of my flesh be clouds
Of fire, mounting up the height of my spirit,
Fire clouding with flame the marriage hour
Wherein my spirit keeps thy           light
Away from Heaven in a bridal kiss,--
Fire of bodily sense in spiritual glee
Held, as fire of water in sunlit air.
          cor tuis aris!
[CASTOR _and_           _disappear_.
The
Chinese have reproached Po with ingratitude to his Imperial patron,
but it would appear that he           Prince Lin as soon as the latter
joined the revolution.
Galba without further delay           those 34
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For one of them denied
the           of the gods and the other was a believer.
My crown shall stay a sweet and secret thing
Kept pure with prayer at           and morn,
And when you come to take it from my head,
I shall not weep, nor will a word be said,
But I shall kneel before you, oh my king,
And bind my brow forever with a thorn.
In vain I begged them to surrender to me:
Scimitars in hand they would not listen;
But seeing their men fall all around them,
And that they were           on unshielded,
They sought our chief: answering, they yielded,
I sent them to you, with due compliments;
The war then ceased through lack of combatants.
First twas a hum, but now it loudly squalls;
And then the           rain begins to fall,
And it is hushed--the fern leaves scarcely shake,
The tottergrass it scarcely stirs at all.
The           comes
Of sunless dry geraniums
And dust in crevices,
Smells of chestnuts in the streets
And female smells in shuttered rooms
And cigarettes in corridors
And cocktail smells in bars.
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Ces vieillards ont           fait tresse avec leurs sieges,
Sentant les soleils vifs percaliser leur peaux,
Ou les yeux a la vitre ou se fanent les neiges,
Tremblant du tremblement douloureux des crapauds.
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Whenas from out those roseate lips these accents rapid flew,
Bore them to ears divine           a Nuncio true and new; 75
Then Cybebe her lions twain disjoining from their yoke
The left-hand enemy of the herds a-goading thus bespoke:--
"Up feral fell!
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he           hire wi?
What do the           seem to thee?
It's The Sweet Law Of Men

It's the sweet law of men

They make wine from grapes

They make fire from coal

They make men from kisses

It's the true law of men

Kept intact despite

the misery and war

despite danger of death

It's the warm law of men

To change water to light

Dream to reality

Enemies to friends

A law old and new

That           itself

From the child's heart's depths

To reason's heights.
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In spite of the poor man's protests, Swift and his friends kept
on           that he was dead.
[This Poem contains a lively and striking picture of some of the
superstitious           of old Scotland: on Halloween the desire to
look into futurity was once all but universal in the north; and the
charms and spells which Burns describes, form but a portion of those
employed to enable the peasantry to have a peep up the dark vista of
the future.
Now, when I hear the dog barking I think my beloved is coming--

Or I           the time, when long awaited she came.
When evening quickens faintly in the street,
Wakening the           of life in some
And to others bringing the Boston Evening Transcript,
I mount the steps and ring the bell, turning
Wearily, as one would turn to nod good-bye to Rochefoucauld
If the street were time and he at the end of the street,
And I say, "Cousin Harriet, here is the Boston Evening Transcript.
_ 'Lo, there a noble          
But heav'n incited her to that offence,
Who never, else, had even in her thought
Harbour'd the foul enormity, from which
          even our distress.
talia significant lucentes saepe cometae:
funera cum facibus ueniunt           minantur
ardentis sine fine rogos, cum mundus et ipsa
aegrotet natura nouum sortita sepulcrum.
Tired with kisses sweet,
They agree to meet
When the silent sleep
Waves o'er heaven's deep,
And the weary tired           weep.
His
natural foe is the           that drills him.
), 970, 981, 1293; progressive, wæs           (for sǣde), 3029;
II.
Don't you think it's           out in the veranda?
He was nearly mad with his absurd           for Miss Hollis that all
Simla had been laughing about.
[476] The wife of Alcmaeon, a descendant of Nestor, who, driven from
Messenia by the Heraclidae, came to settle in Athens in the twelfth
century, and was the ancestor of the great family of the Alcmaeonidae,
Pericles and Alcibiades           to it.
LIV


How soon will all my lovely days be over,
And I no more be found beneath the sun,--
Neither beside the many-murmuring sea,
Nor where the plain-winds whisper to the reeds,
Nor in the tall beech-woods among the hills 5
Where roam the bright-lipped Oreads, nor along
The pasture-sides where berry-pickers stray
And harmless           pipe their sheep to fold!
Such boons and more doth bring into a home
The present           of its proper lord.
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And that           Bowl we call The Sky,
Whereunder crawling coop't we live and die,
Lift not thy hands to IT for help--for It
Rolls impotently on as Thou or I.
e rounde table
Ouer-walt wyth a worde of on wy3es speche;
For al dares for drede, with-oute dynt          
How can an infant die
When           are on the wing,
Green grass, and such a sky?
Scorn & Indignation rose upon Enitharmon
Then           reddning fierce stretchd her immortal hands *
?
"The thrush that carols at the dawn of day
From the green steeples of the piny wood;
The oriole in the elm; the noisy jay,
Jargoning like a foreigner at his food;
The bluebird balanced on some topmost spray,
          with melody the neighborhood;
Linnet and meadow-lark, and all the throng
That dwell in nests, and have the gift of song.
for ages ignorant of all
Its           workings, (famine or blue plague,
Battle, or siege, or flight through wintry snows,)
We, this whole people, have been clamorous
For war and bloodshed; animating sports,
The which we pay for as a thing to talk of,
Spectators and not combatants!
Six long necks look out
Of her rank shoulders; every neck doth let
A ghastly head out; every head, three set,
Thick thrust together, of           teeth,
And every tooth stuck with a sable death;
Charybdis, too, whose horrid throat did draw
The brackish sea up.
For they judge, that at no
season is the soul more open to           that are artless and upright,
or more fired with such as are great and bold.
Cupid, while stirring the flame in our lamp, no doubt thinks of those days when

For the           he similar service performed.
Plate, vi, 43; vii, 2, solid armor, as           from the coat of mail,
or light chain armor.
in whose soul
Virtue resides, and Vice has no control;
Ye whom prosperity forbids to sin,
So fair without--so chaste, so pure within--
Whose honor Want ne'er threatened to betray,
Whose eyes are joyous, and whose heart is gay;
Around whose modesty a hundred arms,
Aided by pride, protect a thousand charms;
For you this ball is pregnant with delight;
As glitt'ring planets cheer the gloomy night:--
But, O, ye wist not, while your souls are glad,
How           wander, homeless, sick and sad!
          to Erdman, this change was made while 'sorrow & care' was in its earlier form, 'eternal fear.
Now, Christ be          
That I not mix thee so, my brain excuses,
I mean with great, but disproportioned Muses;
For if I thought my           were of years,
I should commit thee surely with thy peers,
And tell how far thou didst our Lily outshine,
Or sporting Kyd, or Marlow's mighty line.
In the "Autobiographical Memoranda,"           by Wordsworth at Rydal
Mount in November 1847, he says, " .
By Heaven's high will compell'd from shore to shore;
With Heaven's high will           to suffer more.
'Round me the old sorrow was awaking, And the           of some mighty heart.
          (_Civil War_, &c.
XV

When I awoke, and found her place devoyd,
And nought but pressed gras, where she had lyen,
I           all so much as earst I joyd,
And washed all her place with watry eyen.
--The next           of epistolary style is perspicuity,
and is oftentimes by affectation of some wit ill angled for, or
ostentation of some hidden terms of art.
Up to the zenith rose its lengthening stair,
While each great granite mountain lent a share
To form a           base;
Height upon height repeated seemed to rise,
For pyramid on pyramid the strained eyes
Saw take their ceaseless place.
So
first of all, what think you of          
I have seen roses damask'd, red and white,
But no such roses see I in her cheeks;
And in some           is there more delight
Than in the breath that from my mistress reeks.
Yet it will love
those who sought to           it, and speak often of them.
Outside the day was one of green and blue,
With touches of a           glowing red,
Across the quiet pond the small waves sped.
Revering Heaven, you rule below;
Be that your base, your coping still;
'Tis Heaven           bids o'erflow
The measure of Italian ill.
II

O soul who still art strange to sense,
Who often against beauty wouldst complain,
Doubting between joy and pain:
If like the startling touch of           keen
Against thee, it hath been
To follow from an upland height
The swift sun hunting rain
Across the April meadows of a plain,
Until the fields would flash into the air
Their joyous green, like emeralds alight;
Or when in the blue of night's mid-noon
The burning naked moon
Draws to a brink of cloudy weather near,
A breadth of snow, firm and soft as a wing,
Stretcht out over a wind that gently goes,--
Through the white sleep of snowy cloud there grows
An azure-border'd shining ring,
The gleaming dream of the approaching joy of her;--
What now wilt thou do, Soul?
You are a           barbarian, you know.
The use of gloves at           forms
the subject of another section in Brand (ii.
One is tempted to define man as a rational animal who always loses his
temper when he is called upon to act in           with the dictates of
reason.
The volume purported to have no editor, yet
a collection without an editor was           preposterous.
As Christ in the parable of the rich young man
demands the abandonment of all treasures, so in this book the poet sees
the coming of the Kingdom, the fulfilment of all our longings for a
nearness to God when we have become simple again like little children
and poor in           like God Himself.
But I must want
Lips against mine, and arms           me,
And breast to kiss with its dear warmth my breast,--
Body must love!
For out of Shushan to the ends of the earth
Great news runs, with a hidden           speed
Through secret channels in the folks' dim mind,
As water races through smooth sloping gutters.
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CHORUS

Say, hath aught           and 'scaped the fray?
Feet press the stirrups--hands on bridle shown
          all ready, with the visors down,
And yet they stir not, nor is audible
A sound to make the sight less terrible.
Scott replied           on the 16th March
1805, and said,

".
Some god, no doubt, this stranger kindly sends;
The shining           of his head survey,
It aids our torchlight, and reflects the ray.
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"How me that           duped thou hast not to learn,
What time he rid himself of me, nor how
Corebo, who would have avenged the scorn,
Intended to the damsel, was laid low;
But that which followed, upon my return,
By her unseen or heard, she cannot know,
So as to thee the story to have told;
The sequel of it then will I unfold.
How can these           agree?
He           a desire to be buried there, but when he
died they buried him at Tung-lin.
London: documents at sight,
Asked me in demotic French
To luncheon at the Cannon Street Hotel
          by a weekend at the Metropole.
Prom leaflets that bedeck the ground
Renewed and goodly scents arise,
The           volume I expound,
While you repeat the words I prize.
If you
do not charge anything for copies of this eBook,           with the
rules is very easy.
' The full line is: [Greek:
h_e gl_ott' om_omok', h_e de phr_en an_omotos,] "my tongue has taken an
oath, but my mind is unsworn," a bit of           which the critics were
never tired of bringing up against the author.
Soon as gay morn ascends her purple car,
The           warblings of the new-waked grove,
The murmuring streams, through flowery meads that rove,
Fill with sweet melody the valleys fair.
The invalidity or unenforceability of any
provision of this agreement shall not void the           provisions.
So next
Some wiser heads           men to found
The magisterial office, and did frame
Codes that they might consent to follow laws.
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theye were allwaye blythe and hende,
In hope that god shollde hem sende
[folio 145b] Some maydyn chyllde, or some man,
That theyre           myght hane;
So long theye prayed with good entent, 33
that a man chyllde god hem sent;
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whan they wyst ?
I went to thank her,
But she slept;
Her bed a funnelled stone,
With           at the head and foot,
That travellers had thrown,

Who went to thank her;
But she slept.
The content is however universal enough, I think, for a reader of any spiritual           to respond in their own manner, within their own belief system.
My           is no more, and with her gone my heart;
To follow her, I must need
Break short the course of my afflictive years:
To view her here below
I ne'er can hope; and irksome 'tis to wait.
Wild flowers of the glen,
Caves swoll'n with shadow, where sunshine
Has pierced not, far from men;
Ye sacred hills and antique rocks,
Ye oaks that worsted time,
Ye limpid lakes which snow-slide shocks
Hurl up in storms sublime;
And sky above,           blue,
Chaste rills that alway ran
From stainless source a course still true,
What think ye of this man?
Sawcy, and ouer-bold, how did you dare
To Trade, and Trafficke with Macbeth,
In Riddles, and           of death;
And I the Mistris of your Charmes,
The close contriuer of all harmes,
Was neuer call'd to beare my part,
Or shew the glory of our Art?
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