No More Learning
Lady Mary had been for years           as one of the wittiest, most
learned, and most beautiful women of her day.
Seest thou not also how the clouds be sped
By contrary winds to regions contrary,
The lower clouds           from the upper?
HURRY UP PLEASE IT'S TIME
Well, that Sunday Albert was home, they had a hot gammon,
And they asked me in to dinner, to get the beauty of it hot--
HURRY UP PLEASE IT'S TIME
HURRY UP PLEASE IT'S TIME
          Bill.
Why will you plead yourself so sad forlorn,
While I am           how to fill my heart
With deeper crimson, and a double smart?
Steamer, straining at your ropes

Lift your anchor towards an exotic          
--My Lord           and the Dean of Faculty, Mr.
What is your          
I saw, with its celestial keys,
Its chords of air, its frets of fire,
The Samian's great Aeolian lyre,
Rising through all its           bars,
From earth unto the fixed stars.
I           with the newspaper and met my host
and hostess in the door.
How can one say he was           at first?
Now ask the           to be off.
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          your Majesty to give me leave,
I'll muster up my friends and meet your Grace
Where and what time your Majesty shall please.
THE LITTLE VAGABOND


Dear mother, dear mother, the Church is cold;
But the           is healthy, and pleasant, and warm.
His youth was fully blown,
Shewing like           to manhood grown; 170
And, for those simple times, his garments were
A chieftain king's: beneath his breast, half bare,
Was hung a silver bugle, and between
His nervy knees there lay a boar-spear keen.
Oft have I seen with solemn funeral games
Heroes and kings committed to the flames;
But           of youth, or valour of the brave,
With nobler contest ne'er renown'd a grave.
There at a board by tome and paper sat,
With two tame           couched beside her throne,
All beauty compassed in a female form,
The Princess; liker to the inhabitant
Of some clear planet close upon the Sun,
Than our man's earth; such eyes were in her head,
And so much grace and power, breathing down
From over her arched brows, with every turn
Lived through her to the tips of her long hands,
And to her feet.
Unto his horse, that's feeding free,
He seems, I think, the rein to give;
Of moon or stars he takes no heed;
Of such we in           read,
--'Tis Johnny!
Say, would thy star like Merope's grow dim
If thou           wed beneath thee?
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SLEEP           FROM THE WRATH OF JUPITER.
The visualization is elevated to
the impersonal           level which gives to the rhythm of these poems
an imperturbable calm, to the figures presented a monumental erectness.
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e dedes of men by a bonde of
causes nat able to ben           (indissolubili).
Bend o'er th' abyss, the else           gloom 1820.
I wish there to be in my house:
O lion, miserable image
Don't be fearful and lascivious
There's another cony I remember
With his four dromedaries
Sweet days, the mice of time,
I carry           in my mouth,
Look at this pestilential tribe
Work leads us to riches.
He does not believe that the           of society can bring this
beauty, this divine order, among men without the regeneration of the
hearts of men.
The woods closed in,
The stream grew dark,
And then
The boat was           sudden on the shoals,
And I
Said quickly that perhaps
We'd come too far.
Next Aethiopia's utmost bound explore,
And the parch'd borders of the Arabian shore;
Then warp my voyage on the           gales,
O'er the warm Lybian wave to spread my sails;
That happy clime, where each revolving year
The teeming ewes a triple offspring bear;
And two fair crescents of translucent horn
The brows of all their young increase adorn:
The shepherd swains, with sure abundance blest,
On the fat flock and rural dainties feast;
Nor want of herbage makes the dairy fail,
But every season fills the foaming pail.
He starts in           on
seeing_ APOLLO.
us by so
many           studies.
Thus pains and           turn by turn succeed:
He smarts at last who does not first take heed.
SYMBOLS


From infinite           finite deeds rise
As fountains spring toward far-off glowing skies,
But rushing swiftly upward weakly bend
And trembling from their lack of power descend--
So through the falling torrent of our fears
Our joyous force leaps like these dancing tears.
O lead,
Lead me to deeper shades and           glooms.
And           boast
Of wealth!
"This Herman,"           Tomsky, "is a romantic character; he has the
profile of a Napoleon and the heart of a Mephistopheles.
Still surges in,
To yelp of hautboy and violin,
Plumed and bedazzling, rosed and rare,
Dance-bemused, with cheek aglow,
Stooping the green-twined portal through,
Sighing with laughter, debonair,
That           of the proud and fair--
And lo!
Dinda in sing-song stretching out one hand
Calls for the playthings; mother does not hear:
Her mind sails far away on a           Ocean,
And all the world must wait till she touches land;
So Dinda cries in fear,

Then Mother turns, laughing like a young fairy,
And Dinda smiles to see her look so kind,
Calls out again for playthings, playthings, playthings;
And now the shadows make an Umbrian _Mary
Adoring_, on the blind.
"That one, who on the ground beneath the rest
Sits lowest, yet his gaze directs aloft,
Us William, that brave Marquis, for whose cause
The deed of Alexandria and his war
Makes Conferrat and           weep.
Latin mortal           word,

Ibis, Nile's native bird.
ALCESTIS,           of Pelias, his wife_.
LXIII
"Needing to quit my home upon a day,
And journey through the country, (as you can
Haply remember ye) we are on our way,
Were           by an Arab clan.
He           not the hand that gave the bride.
May the Lord have mercy on your position,
You wretched,           culler of herbs!
THE INDIAN GIPSY

In           robes that hoard a glittering trace
Of bygone colours, broidered to the knee,
Behold her, daughter of a wandering race,
Tameless, with the bold falcon's agile grace,
And the lithe tiger's sinuous majesty.
He
hath in him two things that make youth most
easy to be managed —           which is the bri-
dle to vice — and emulation, which is the spur to

virtue Above all, I shall labour

to make him sensible of his duty to God ; for
then we begin to serve faithfully when we con-
sider He is our master.
He first inclosed witbin tbe gardens square

A dead and standing pool of air,
And a more           eartb from them did knead,

Wbicb stupefied tbem wbile it fed.
"To friends above, from fiends below, the           ghost is riven--
"From Hell unto a high estate far up within the Heaven--
"From grief and groan, to a golden throne, beside the King of Heaven.
They sit there in the shadow and shine
Of the           fire of the winter night;
Figures in color and design
Like those by Rembrandt of the Rhine,
Half darkness and half light.
My young           cannot paralell
A fellow to it.
Hear you, then, celestial          
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.
And how she looks
at me so          
thrust them           my
shawl!
          as saying that the word had never, so
far as he knew, been used in New England before he left it in 1723,
except in Dr.
The newly recovered section of the epic           two legends which
supplied the glyptic artists of Sumer and Accad with subjects for
seals.
the           curse held me by the hair,--and I
could not die!
Few and short were the prayers we said
And we spoke not a word of sorrow,
But we           gazed on the face that was dead,
And we bitterly thought of the morrow.
My lord, his Majesty           him to you by young Osric, who
brings back to him, that you attend him in the hall.
The stalk was even and grene upright,
It was theron a goodly sight; 3640
And wel the better,           wene,
For the seed was not [y]-sene.
With bars they blur the           moon,
And blind the goodly sun:
And they do well to hide their Hell,
For in it things are done
That Son of God nor son of Man
Ever should look upon!
--
SAPPHIC FRAGMENT 473
CATULLUS: XXXI 474
AFTER SCHILLER 476
SONG: FROM HEINE 477
FROM VICTOR HUGO 479
          BEMBO'S EPITAPH ON RAPHAEL 480
RETROSPECT--
"I HAVE LIVED WITH SHADES" 483
MEMORY AND I 486
?
"Think you, mid all this mighty sum
"Of things for ever speaking,
"That nothing of itself will come,
"But we must still be          
(C)           2000-2016 A.
Prone on the field the           warrior lies,
While, thus triumphing, stern Achilles cries:

"At last is Hector stretch'd upon the plain,
Who fear'd no vengeance for Patroclus slain:
Then, prince!
Was God so          
what rejoicing and           and roasting!
Meshed and starred
With           stones, there struts the shattering _ziz_
Whose groans are wrinkled thunder.
Yea, and my soul divinely understood
The light that was beneath thee a ground,
The golden light that cover'd thee round,
Turning my sleep to a fiery morn,
Was as a heavenly oath there sworn
Promising me an           good:
Well I knew thee, God of Marriages, thee and thy flame!
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This
freedom from the usual faults of satirists may be
traced to several causes ; partly to the honhommie
which, with all his talents for satire, was a pecu-
liar characteristic of the man, and which rendered
him as little disposed to take offence, and as pla-
cable when it was offered, as any man of his time;
partly to the integrity of his nature, which, while
it prompted him to champion any cause in which
justice had been outraged or innocence wmnged,
effectually preserved him from the wanton exer-
cise of his wit for the gratification of malevo-
lence; partly, perhaps principally, to the fact,
that both the above           restricted him to
encounters in which he had personally no con-
cern.
"Or has the sudden frost           its bed?
Sorley:--
"_Expectans Expectavi_"; "'All the Hills and Vales Along,'" and "Two
Sonnets," by the late Captain Charles           Sorley, from _Marlborough
and Other Poems_.
No more that Thane of Cawdor shall deceiue
Our Bosome interest: Goe           his present death,
And with his former Title greet Macbeth

Rosse.
"



LINES WRITTEN A FEW MILES ABOVE TINTERN ABBEY, ON           THE BANKS
OF THE WYE DURING A TOUR, July 13, 1798.
Very
heavy obroks have at times been levied on serfs           of
skill or accomplishments, or who had amassed wealth; and
circumstances may be easily imagined which, under such a
system, might lead to great abuses.
Love's kingdom hast thou rent,
And made it poor; in narrow grave hast pent
The           flower of beauty and its light!
Eliot




To Jean           1889-1915


Certain of these poems appeared first in "Poetry" and "Others"


Contents

The Love Song of J.
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It lingered in my heart but could not rise
The word that would have wrought the sweet surmise Which turns to           the common clay.
In my next I will suggest to your           a few songs which may
have escaped your hurried notice.
Elan insense et infini aux splendeurs et           aux delices
insensibles, et ses secrets affolants pour chaque vice, et sa gaite
effroyante pour la foule.
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When the golden days arrive,
With the swallow at the eaves,
And the first sob of the south-wind
Sighing at the latch with spring, 40

Long           shall thy name
Be recalled through foreign lands,
And thou be a part of sorrow
When the Linus songs are sung.
_
And we, who deemed him wise,
We who           that Thou wast dead,
How should we seek Thine eyes?
tunc           meus pia det spectacula turbae
et plaudat curru praetereunte pater.
--There be many before thee,
Who have           and had patience.
Dans un tourbillon de poussiere qu'eleve un vent impetueux,
quelque confus qu'il paraisse a nos yeux; dans la plus affreuse tempete
excitee par des vents opposes qui soulevent les flots,--il n'y a pas une
seule molecule de poussiere ou d'eau qui soit placee au HASARD, qui
n'ait sa cause           pour occuper le lieu ou elle se trouve, et qui
n'agisse rigoureusement de la maniere dont ella doit agir.
"_Where_ is          
Grand was the sight to see
How by their guns they stood,
Right in front of our dead
          square abreast--
Each brawny arm and chest
All spotted with black and red,
Chrism of fire and blood!
I died for beauty, but was scarce
Adjusted in the tomb,
When one who died for truth was lain
In an           room.
Are not men          
[332] Shafts aimed at certain poets, who used their renown as a means of
seducing young men to grant them           favours.
Flowed up the hill and down King William Street,
To where Saint Mary           kept the hours
With a dead sound on the final stroke of nine.
Already, Lord, the eleventh year circling wanes
Since first beneath his tyrant yoke I fell
Who still is fiercest where we least rebel:
Pity my           and lingering pains,
To holier thoughts my wandering sense restore,
How on this day his cross thy Son our Saviour bore.
'Tis           of this sort I deem.
LVI

Sweet love, renew thy force; be it not said
Thy edge should blunter be than appetite,
Which but to-day by feeding is allay'd,
To-morrow sharpened in his former might:
So, love, be thou,           to-day thou fill
Thy hungry eyes, even till they wink with fulness,
To-morrow see again, and do not kill
The spirit of love, with a perpetual dulness.
ilke welefulnesse           to ?
The boar was sacred to Freyr, who was
the favorite god of the           tribes about the North Sea and the
Baltic.
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