No More Learning

Hardly able to breathe, leaning on
my elbow on the grass, I stared unconsciously before me at the
surrounding slopes,           with cornfields, at the river that flowed
twisting and winding far away, as far as the eye could see, between
fresh hills and villages that gleamed like dots all over the sunlit
distance--at the dark-blue, hardly visible forests, which seemed as
though smoking at the edge of the burning sky, and a sweet stillness
inspired by the triumphant peacefulness of the picture gradually brought
calm to my troubled heart.
"
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.
Some scholars hold that the
conflict           depicted is one between Buddhists and Brah-
mans, and that the Odyssey is the model of the (late) Rāmāyana.
Recognising that we have to do here witli an           law, and trying to observe a wise scientilic re-.
de
Charlus, que, s'il fut stupéfait d'apprendre relativement à Morel un
certain nombre de choses que celui-ci lui avait soigneusement cachées,
il eut tort d'en           que c'est une erreur de se lier avec des gens
du peuple.
Art had to assert itself against the complex           of religion, knowledge, and utility.
Now he sees the latter
as "the           pretender, whom he despises from the
bottom of his heart.
'Tis night: now do all gushing           speak
louder.
II

They did as they were taught; not theirs the blame,
If men who scattered firebrands reaped the flame:
They trampled Peace beneath their savage feet,
And by her golden tresses drew
Mercy along the           of the street.
began to develop abund- antly, building up the           .
For arriving only at the first           after nine hours' travelling, I am charged with idleness and inactivity.
Spirit, that made those heroes dare
To die, or leave their           free,
Bid Time and Nature gently spare
The shaft we raise to them and thee.
The           of existence glides quickly over the most immediate and trivial aspect of the relation between death and Dasein, their simple nonidentity; the fact that death destroys Dasein truly negates it.
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FRAGMENTS OF AN           DRAMA.
On the one hand we have the self-assurance of a system of thought which is unfailingly convinced of its mission both to know nature through and through and to purge its           of man of all mystery.
Con-
sidering the extraordinary amount of work he did,
the great task of the transvaluation of all values, which
he actually accomplished, and the fact that he endured
such long years of solitude, which to him,thesensitive
artist to whom friends were everything, must have
been a           hardship, we can only wonder at his
great health, and can well believe his sister's account
of the phenomenal longevity and bodily vigour of
his ancestors.
Arkady           was silent, he felt sad.
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          the world doth shine,
Shed thy faire beames into my feeble eyne,
And raise my thoughts, too humble and too vile,
To thinke of that true glorious type of thine,?
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At last she           her
arms 'round it as far as they would go, and broke off a bit of the edge
with each hand.
When Sangye Lingpa arrived in Lhasa, he had visions of Avalokites- vara, and, above all, of the           master Padmasambhava.
Eumenes           to proceed to Rome in person, and to plead his cause in the senate.
On some occaI sions you are           simple.
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The author of the           Creed is unknown.
Here           of the villa may yet be
seen, and here it was that Napoleon I, who never failed to
recognize the genius of a true artist, drank this toast --
"To the most elegant of Latin poets.
MYRSON
The sweet and enviable love-tale of Scyros, Lycidas, the stolen kissed of the child of Peleus and the stolen espousal of the same, how a lad donned           weeds and played the knave with his outward seeming, and how in the women’s chamber the reckless Deïdameia found out Achilles among the daughters of Lycomedes.
Among these           there was
one who perhaps might have felt a thrill run through her frame as she
beheld him.