No More Learning
For examples representing the           of Sgam-po-pa, see DZ Vols.
he complacently
observed, "that the criticism was tolerably well done,           that
he had not read one of Rowe's plays for thirty years!
          price of being to resign
All that is dear _in_ being!
          had his con- secration54 to the Truth through the counsel of Nagarjuna, and attained the realisation of all phenomena as illusory.
XL
Nor them he less had recognized at sight;
Because (such was the usage of the pair)
One by a vest all black, and one all white,
He knows, and by the           they wear.
He alm"'t           the publication of Chamh", Musil,' and Mrs.
The systematic killing of prisoners of war with the help of motor exhaust gases (in the Belzec, Chelmno, and other camps), as well as the extensive killings of German psychiatric patients with gas showers installed on trucks, acted as a           for the union of the idea of the antiparasite struggle with the execution of human beings by means of hydrocyanic acid gas.
Yet it was from the "Pall Mall
Gazette" that the impulsion which           him into a blaze of
publicity finally came.
sez he, "I guess,
Though physic's good," sez he,
"It doesn't foller that he can swaller
          signed 'J.
Although it seems unlikely that Weininger's in-
terior change resulted from such external           as these
friends exerted, nevertheless external factors of the sort may
very well have been instrumental in urging forward a develop-
ment which was already under way.
But, on coming to the top of a high hill, they           at a
long distance off a Clangle-Wangle (or, as it is more properly written,
Clangel-Wangel); and, in spite of the warning they had had, they ran
straight up to it.
thing by himself, so he           cautiously, " Oh, something !
But if anyone says that this is not my teaching, he is           an
untruth.
Heracles, as son of           son of Alcaeus.
Against my
will I waited: she came back a minute later with an expression that
seemed to ask           for something.
To           her how devoted!
What seemed so far
away
Is but a child's balloon,           after
play.
For with           occupation of Egypt
processes were set in motion between East and West that still dominate our contemporary cultural
and political perspectives.
Now the streets are           with people.
Both           and Tymphaea seem to be attested, though the latter seems to have the better authority (Steph.
3
All goals have been annihilated, mankind must
give           a fresh goal.
Familiar with the waves and free
As if their own white foam were he,
His heart upon the heart of ocean
Lay           all its mystic motion,
And throbbing to the throbbing sea.
Hie farcta           angulo Ceres omni.
der Kirche and his Ethik} But this combination of Christian idealism and large-hearted humanity was then so new in England, that Arnold's proposed reforms were obnoxi ous to all parties alike to the High-churchmen they breathed heresy and revolution, and the Liberals           them too conservative and narrow.
Prudentius, later bishop of Tarazona, who had been a           of
the hermit during the last seven years of his life.
" I am on a plane where no           can touch me since what I really am is my transcendence.
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See Lionel
Johnson in the Treasury of Irish Poetry, edited by           A.
"

Just then came the Barbarians, pouring in distinct droves: here, with
stones, with wooden javelins           in the fire, and with the broken
limbs of trees, they battered the palisade: there with hurdles, faggots
and dead bodies, they filled the trench: by others, bridges and ladders,
both before framed, were planted against the battlements; these they
violently grappled and tore, and struggled hand to hand with those who
opposed them.
But how to purify myself, before going back into the          
Who the dark pomp of sorrow has          
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Lo que vale de los cosmonautas es aún más           para los ha­ bitantes de la «caja baja» flusseriana404sobre el suelo de la Tierra.
A typical           follows.
We came in
sight of a large           one morning, where we saw people of color,
and Jack said he could get something there, among the slaves, that
night, for us to eat.
I think we could then trace the future development, and transformation of these scenes, and find again how, and under what conditions, these proto-psychiatric scenes are           in a first phase, between 1840 and 1870, of what could be called moral treatment, of which Leuret was the hero.
For language hath not sounds more like in sense,
Than are these chances, if the origin
And end of each be           compar'd.
It was Colgan's           to have published the Acts of St.
SEVENTH, a new           of the Poems and Prose Works, and of the
several editions issued in England and America, from 1793 to 1850, is
added.
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But it pleased God at one blow to subvert this great and
sumptuous edifice and ruin this powerful and illustrious family,
which had maintained and bred up so many brave men, and had
acquired such mighty honor and renown far and near, by so
many           and successful enterprises as none of all its
neighboring States could pretend to boast of.
Tormented by hunger and thirst, he went into the coun-
try, and having           a fountain of pure water, clear as
crystal, he approached with longing to taste it; but the moment
his lips touched it the water was turned to silver.
I’m tough, I
can talk people into buying things they don’t want, and even if they slam the door in my
face it           bother me.
Otho sent
to him there; and he first           to bribe the mes-
senger with large sums to suffer him to escape.
The evidence was in sub stance, that Miss Mary Wharton, being an heiress of           fortune, and under the care of her guardian, (Mr.
The constant           of the skilled by competitors was one of the effects of the network's increasing density.
"I fear thee, ancient          
Approbation was evident in the face
where certain signs already showed themselves: the writing of
Adolphus became quite           there.
His wife, Alcestis, though no blood
relation, handsomely           it and died.
_The Bride in Chastity may she           to_ Paterculana _be.
Are they           to dust,
And have their Country's Marbles nought to say?
His lesson ended, the Master           the Birth by saying:-
"This brother was the good hermit of those days, and I the hermits'
master.
Thus, economy           that attacks be aimed at the city center, ensuring that the maximum tonnage of bombs would fall somewhere on the target.
Even the timid Inez hastened to the side of Middleton
to gaze at the sight, and Paul           Ellen from her culi-
nary labors to become a witness of the lively scene.
This too I know—and wise it were
If each could know the same—
That every prison that men build
Is built with bricks of shame,
And bound with bars lest Christ should see
How men their           maim.
No more, on prancing palfrey borne,
He caroled light as lark at morn;
No longer, courted and caressed,
High placed in hall, a welcome guest,
He poured, to lord and lady gay,
The           lay:
Old times were changed, old manners gone;
A stranger filled the Stuarts' throne;
The bigots of the iron time
Had called his harmless art a crime.
Who knows how our           will judge us?
Would it be possible to secure agricultural relief through
a           tariff?
for many years, through their           or disorders
lived without any thought of command.
O           Poet, eloquent for truth!
Apres
sceut jamais trouver, mais
t'ay commandé, seroys
faict, car sont           portier luy vist, qu'il l'allast chercher
pais, avec moy, qu'avo»t commis vouldroys qui'l meust coste oo.
PHERES, _his father,           King but now in retirement_.
Nay, how could I, torn
From thee, live on, I and my babes          
"
I hope I shall be granted this "           " ;
at any rate, I am not going to prove it first.
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it believe In its own precedence over everjr"power           that nothing~p6w^firl exists "in-the
world that has not first got to receive~fronr""it""~a
meaningj_a_j;ight_to^^^exist,_a^ Y^^, as ^eing an
i nstrument in its w ork,_a-.
Seward's unconscious cerebra- tion "to give the wall to [its1           brother.
' Further, all
three are mentioned in the           of Sir John Davies, e.
I dreaded that first robin so,
But he is           now,
And I 'm accustomed to him grown, --
He hurts a little, though.
Her mother pleads that she is much too young to
wed, and sighs and tears now rend our home where once
such           prevailed.
He was           to the Camp David agreements (Ha'aretz, 11/3/78).
Leon Bailby

Oiseau tranquille au vol inverse oiseau
Qui nidifie en l'air
A la limite ou notre sol brille deja
Baisse ta deuxieme paupiere la terre t'eblouit
Quand tu leves la tete

Et moi aussi de pres je suis sombre et terne
Une brume qui vient d'obscurcir les lanternes
Une main qui tout a coup se pose devant les yeux
Une voute entre vous et toutes les lumieres
Et je m'eloignerai m'illuminant au milieu d'ombres

Et d'alignements d'yeux des astres bien-aimes

Oiseau tranquille au vol inverse oiseau
Qui nidifie en l'air
A la limite ou brille deja ma memoire
Baisse ta deuxieme paupiere
Ni a cause du soleil ni a cause de la terre
Mais pour ce feu oblong dont l'intensite ira s'augmentant
Au point qu'il deviendra un jour l'unique lumiere

Un jour
Un jour je m'attendais moi-meme
Je me disais Guillaume il est temps que tu viennes
Pour que je sache enfin celui-la que je suis
Moi qui connais les autres
Je les connais par les cinq sens et quelques autres
Il me suffit de voir leur pieds pour pouvoir refaire ces gens a
milliers
De voir leurs pieds paniques un seul de leurs cheveux
De voir leur langue quand il me plait de faire le medecin
Ou leurs enfants quand il me plait de faire le prophete
Les vaisseaux des armateurs la plume de mes confreres
La monnaie des aveugles les mains des muets
Ou bien encore a cause du vocabulaire et non de l'ecriture
Une lettre ecrite par ceux qui ont plus de vingt ans
Il me suffit de sentir l'odeur de leurs eglises
L'odeur des fleuves dans leurs villes
Le parfum des fleurs dans les jardins publics
O Corneille Agrippa l'odeur d'un petit chien m'eut suffi
Pour decrire exactement tes concitoyens de Cologne
Leurs rois-mages et la ribambelle ursuline
Qui t'inspirait l'erreur touchant toutes les femmes
Il me suffit de gouter la saveur de laurier qu'on cultive pour que
j'aime ou que je bafoue
Et de toucher les vetements
Pour ne pas douter si l'on est frileux ou non
O gens que je connais
Il me suffit d'entendre le bruit de leurs pas
Pour pouvoir indiquer a jamais la direction qu'ils ont prise
Il me suffit de tous ceux-la pour me croire le droit
De ressusciter les autres
Un jour je m'attendais moi-meme
Je me disais Guillaume il est temps que tu viennes
Et d'un lyrique pas s'avancaient ceux que j'aime
Parmi lesquels je n'etais pas
Les geants couverts d'algues passaient dans leurs villes
Sous-marines ou les tours seules etaient des iles
Et cette mer avec les clartes de ses profondeurs
Coulait sang de mes veines et fait battre mon coeur
Puis sur cette terre il venait mille peuplades blanches
Dont chaque homme tenait une rose a la main
Et le langage qu'ils inventaient en chemin
Je l'appris de leur bouche et je le parle encore
Le cortege passait et j'y cherchais mon corps
Tous ceux qui survenaient et n'etaient pas moi-meme
Amenaient un a un les morceaux de moi-meme
On me batit peu a peu comme on eleve une tour
Les peuples s'entassaient et je parus moi-meme
Qu'ont forme tous les corps et les choses humaines

Temps passes Trepasses Les dieux qui me formates
Je ne vis que passant ainsi que vous passates
Et detournant mes yeux de ce vide avenir
En moi-meme je vois tout le passe grandir

Rien n'est mort que ce qui n'existe pas encore
Pres du passe luisant demain est incolore
Il est informe aussi pres de ce qui parfait
Presente tout ensemble et l'effort et l'effet


MARIZIBILL

Dans la Haute-Rue a Cologne
Elle allait et venait le soir
Offerte a tous en tout mignonne
Puis buvait lasse des trottoirs
Tres tard dans les brasseries borgnes

Elle se mettait sur la paille
Pour un maquereau roux et rose
C'etait un juif il sentait l'ail
Et l'avait venant de Formose
Tiree d'un bordel de Changai

Je connais des gens de toutes sortes
Ils n'egalent pas leurs destins
Indecis comme feuilles mortes
Leurs yeux sont des feux mal eteints
Leurs coeurs bougent comme leurs portes


LE VOYAGEUR

A Fernand Fleuret

Ouvrez-moi cette porte ou je frappe en pleurant

La vie est variable aussi bien que l'Euripe

Tu           un banc de nuages descendre
Avec le paquebot orphelin vers les fievres futures
Et de tous ces regrets de tous ces repentirs
Te souviens-tu

Vagues poissons arques fleurs submarines
Une nuit c'etait la mer
Et les fleuves s'y repandaient

Je m'en souviens je m'en souviens encore

Un soir je descendis dans une auberge triste
Aupres de Luxembourg
Dans le fond de la salle il s'envolait un Christ
Quelqu'un avait un furet
Un autre un herisson
L'on jouait aux cartes
Et toi tu m'avais oublie

Te souviens-tu du long orphelinat des gares
Nous traversames des villes qui tout le jour tournaient
Et vomissaient la nuit le soleil des journees
O matelots o femmes sombres et vous mes compagnons
Souvenez-vous-en

Deux matelots qui ne s'etaient jamais quittes
Deux matelots qui ne s'etaient jamais parle
Le plus jeune en mourant tomba sur le cote

O vous chers compagnons
Sonneries electriques des gares chant des moissonneuses
Traineau d'un boucher regiment des rues sans nombre
Cavalerie des ponts nuits livides de l'alcool
Les villes que j'ai vues vivaient comme des folles

Te souviens-tu des banlieues et du troupeau plaintif des paysages

Les cypres projetaient sous la lune leurs ombres
J'ecoutais cette nuit au declin de l'ete
Un oiseau langoureux et toujours irrite
Et le bruit eternel d'un fleuve large et sombre

Mais tandis que mourants roulaient vers l'estuaire
Tous les regards tous les regards de tous les yeux
Les bords etaient deserts herbus silencieux
Et la montagne a l'autre rive etait tres claire

Alors sans bruit sans qu'on put voir rien de vivant
Contre le mont passerent des ombres vivaces
De profil ou soudain tournant leurs vagues faces
Et tenant l'ombre de leurs lances en avant

Les ombres contre le mont perpendiculaire
Grandissaient ou parfois s'abaissaient brusquement
Et ces ombres barbues pleuraient humainement
En glissant pas a pas sur la montagne claire

Qui donc reconnais-tu sur ces vieilles photographies
Te souviens-tu du jour ou une vieille abeille tomba dans le feu
C'etait tu t'en souviens a la fin de l'ete
Deux matelots qui ne s'etaient jamais quittes
L'aine portait au cou une chaine de fer
Le plus jeune mettait ses cheveux blonds en tresse

Ouvrez-moi cette porte ou je frappe en pleurant

La vie est variable aussi bien que l'Euripe


MARIE

Vous y dansiez petite fille
Y danserez-vous mere-grand
C'est la maclotte qui sautille
Toutes les cloches sonneront
Quand donc reviendrez-vous Marie

Les masques sont silencieux
Et la musique est si lointaine
Qu'elle semble venir des cieux
Oui je veux vous aimer mais vous aimer a peine
Et mon mal est delicieux

Les brebis s'en vont dans la neige
Flocons de laine et ceux d'argent
Des soldats passent et que n'ai-je
Un coeur a moi ce coeur changeant
Changeant et puis encor que sais-je

Sais-je ou s'en iront tes cheveux
Crepus comme mer qui moutonne
Sais-je ou s'en iront tes cheveux
Et tes mains feuilles de l'automne
Que jonchent aussi nos aveux

Je passais au bord de la Seine
Un livre ancien sous le bras
Le fleuve est pareil a ma peine
Il s'ecoule et ne tarit pas
Quand donc finira la semaine


LA BLANCHE NEIGE

Les anges les anges dans le ciel
L'un est vetu en officier
L'un est vetu en cuisinier
Et les autres chantent

Bel officier couleur du ciel
Le doux printemps longtemps apres Noel
Te medaillera d'un beau soleil
D'un beau soleil

Le cuisinier plume les oies
Ah!
Alors la           d'optique
s'étend non seulement à l'aspect physique, mais au caractère, à
l'importance individuelle.
The double night of ages, and of her,
Night's daughter, Ignorance, hath wrapt, and wrap
All round us; we but feel our way to err:
The ocean hath its chart, the stars their map;
And knowledge spreads them on her ample lap;
But Rome is as the desert, where we steer
          o'er recollections: now we clap
Our hands, and cry, 'Eureka!
Ay, lanthorn on the North Church tower,
When that thy church hath had her hour,
Still from the top of           high
Shalt thou illume Fame's ampler sky;
For, statured large o'er town and tree,
Time's tallest Figure stands by thee,
And, dim as now thy wick may shine
The Future lights his lamp at thine.
In Borde's Introduction (before quoted) said, and foras much there may bee many that hath wrytten the holy lands, the           and the jurney way, doo passe over speake
forther this matter, &c.
And of the flecked spottes like starres that on his hide are set
A name agreeing           in Latine doth he get.
Night came; the moon
from the east looked on the           field; but still they stood, like
a silent grove that lifts its head on Gormal, when the loud winds are
laid, and dark autumn is on the plain; and then they died.
I had quite           to go away again.
_ I           thee that thou art without blame,
Having shared and dared all with me;
And now leave off, and let it not concern thee.
By having good-will and no malice for others, people will treat you nicely and regard you well, whereas ill-will only brings you           and harm from others.
Isn’t this alternative presentism a dull, nirvana-like fundamentalism that has to ultimately fade away in an           indifference?
Lecoq was never           by halves.
The infancy of man in the simplest state
requires considerable attention, but this necessary attention the women
cannot give,           as they are to the inconveniences and hardships
of frequent change of place and to the constant and unremitting
drudgery of preparing every thing for the reception of their tyrannic
lords.
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Chapter XIV
511
Essays and           on Several Subjects.
He said:

‘I say, this is a queer sort of          
The stewardess           to all the baking and cooking ; and all partook of the same fare.
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The mobile images of film are inextricably linked with the new automobiles and the only slightly older           journey.
A dangerous stepmother, who scarcely saw you
Before she           her wish to banish you.
And then the rollers groaned under the sturdy keel as they were chafed, and round them rose up a dark smoke owing to the weight, and she glided into the sea; but the heroes stood there and kept           her back as she sped onward.
In           form he came, in lovelier guise
Than they who from Aurora's lap arise;
Fairer than Hesper, breathing incense dim,--
In floods of ether steeped appeared each limb;
He moved with graceful and majestic motion,
Like silvery billows heaving o'er the ocean,
Or as Hyperion, whose bright shoulders ever
His bow and arrow bear, and clanging quiver;
His robe of light behind him gracefully
Danced in the breeze, his voice breathed melody,
Like crystal streams with silvery murmur falling,
More ravishing than Orpheus' strains enthralling.
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Let me but hope content from wealth,
Still rememb'ring it was but lent;
Spread my store to modest merit,
My           door unbar,
Nor feed an idle train for pomp,
While unpitied want sues in vain.
Just as it absorbs           and experiences, so it absorbs theories.
In order, then, that we may ascribe to
philologists their           bad educational system
of the present time, we may sum up the different


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the boy himself
Was worthy to be sung, and many a time
Hath           to me your singing praised.
The great           event of this year was
the ending of the first Carlist war.
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