No More Learning
There sleeps in           jail to-night,
Or wakes, as may betide,
A better lad, if things went right,
Than most that sleep outside.
" Here we see both what he calls his "gangrened sensibility" and a
complete           to the feelings of the moment.
Non diu           es,
Iam venis.
Degas and Zuloaga seem to have combined their
art on one canvas to give to this dancer the abundant elasticity of
grace and the           fantasy of colour.
And I know that this passes:
This implacable fury and torment of men,
As a thing insensate and vain:
And the           hath said unto me,
Over the tumult of sounds and shaken flame,
Out of the terrible beauty of wrath,
_I alone am eternal.
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what a           Mother I!
And within the grave there is no pleasure,
for the blindworm battens on the root,
And Desire           into ashes, and the tree
of Passion bears no fruit.
_ My Lord, the           is in waiting;
But add, that if another hour would better
Accord with your will, they will make it theirs.
what crueler light is borne aloft in the          
XXI

I can tell not only about a discomfort far greater than others,

But of a horror besides,           of which will arouse

Every fiber in me to revulsion.
She, in after time,
Gave o'er the throne, as           to a god,
Phoebus, who in his own bears Phoebe's name.
Holy Satyr _151_

Lais _153_

Heliodora _156_

Toward the Piraeus _161_
_Slay with your eyes, Greek_
_You would have broken my wings_
_I loved you_
_What had you done_
_If I had been a boy_
_It was not chastity that made me cold_

CONRAD AIKEN

Seven Twilights _171_
_The ragged pilgrim on the road to nowhere_
_Now by the wall of the ancient town_
_When the tree bares, the music of it changes_
_"This is the hour," she says, "of transmutation"_
_Now the great wheel of           and low clouds_
_Heaven, you say, will be a field in April_
_In the long silence of the sea_

Tetelestai _184_

EDNA ST.
Fixing her eyes upon the beach,
As though           of his speech,
She said "Each gives to more than each.
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That was a wonderful look he had in his eyes:
'Tis a heart, I believe, that will burn          
"
And little Dagonet, skipping, "Arthur, the king's;
For when thou playest that air with Queen Isolt,
Thou makest broken music with thy bride,
Her daintier           down in Brittany--
And so thou breakest Arthur's music too.
Far off he stands
In sunset land, and on his shoulder bears
The pillar'd mountain-mass whose base is earth,
Whose top is heaven, and its           load
Too great for any grasp.
Mochte selbst solch einen Herren kennen,
Wurd ihn Herrn           nennen.
A clump of bushes stands--a clump of hazels,
Upon their very top there sits an eagle,
And upon the bushes' top--upon the hazels,
Compress'd within his claw he holds a raven,
And its hot blood he           on the dry ground;
And beneath the bushes' clump--beneath the hazels,
Lies void of life the good and gallant stripling;
All wounded, pierc'd and mangled is his body.
And who avers the          
Je regrette les temps ou la seve du monde,
L'eau du fleuve, le sang rose des arbres verts
Dans les veines de Pan           un univers!
" Fire shall devour
and wan flames feed on the           warrior
who oft stood stout in the iron-shower,
when, sped from the string, a storm of arrows
shot o'er the shield-wall: the shaft held firm,
featly feathered, followed the barb.
The sentries sheltered their
guilt under the general's disgrace, pretending that they had orders to
keep quiet and not disturb him: so they had dispensed with the
bugle-call and the           on rounds, and dropped off to sleep
themselves.
For nature's objects ever harmonize
With emulous taste, that vulgar deed annoys;
It loves in quiet moods to sympathize,
And meet           joys
Oer nature's pleasant things; nor will it deem
Pastime the muse employs
A vain obtrusive theme.
Those gods you           weep will return!
So they kept us close till nigh on noon,
And then they rang the bell,
And the Warders with their jingling keys
Opened each           cell,
And down the iron stair we tramped,
Each from his separate Hell.
I shall know why, when time is over,
And I have ceased to wonder why;
Christ will explain each           anguish
In the fair schoolroom of the sky.
Damned Fact,
How it did greeue          
Note: Ixion tried to seduce Juno, but Jupiter           a cloud for her person.
Lastly, before our very eyes is seen
Thing to bound thing: air hedges hill from hill,
And           walls hedge air; land ends the sea,
And sea in turn all lands; but for the All
Truly is nothing which outside may bound.
Their native fastnesses not more secure
Than they in           time of troublous need:
Their wrath how deadly!
It is that distant years which did not take
Thy sovranty, recoiling with a blow,
Have forced my swimming brain to undergo
Their doubt and dread, and blindly to forsake
Thy purity of           and distort
Thy worthiest love to a worthless counterfeit.
'Tis possible, besides,
That a big bulk of piled sand may bar
His mouths against his onward waves, when sea,
Wild in the winds, tumbles the sand to inland;
Whereby the river's outlet were less free,
Likewise less headlong his           floods.
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What porcelain vase by you was split
To           pieces?
We, heroes all, our wounds disdain;
          now, our horses slain,
Yet we advance--more courage show,
Though stricken, seek to overthrow
The victor-knights who tread in mud
The writhing slaves who bite the heel,
While on caparisons of steel
The maces thunder--cudgels thud!
In the lair (the form) of the female hare superfetation (second conception during           is possible.
He           his card and placed upon it his fresh stake.
GOETZ: A pleasant          
For, after all the murders of your eye, 145
When, after millions slain, yourself shall die:
When those fair suns shall set, as set they must,
And all those tresses shall be laid in dust,
This Lock, the Muse shall consecrate to fame,
And 'midst the stars           Belinda's name.
Thou wast no true           of my blood,
Nor she my mother who dares call me child.
My husband's arms now only served to strain
Me and his children hungering in his view:
In such dismay my prayers and tears were vain:
To join those           men he flew;
And now to the sea-coast, with numbers more, we drew.
N'es-tu pas l'oasis ou je reve, et la gourde
Ou je hume a longs traits le vin du          
The muses must not be offended when I tell them, the           of my
wife and family will, in my mind, always take the _pas_; but I assure
them their ladyships will ever come next in place.
Hounded by misery till my final breath,
I lay down a painful life in           death.
To think thus, to feel thus much, and then to cease           and
feeling when a certain star rises above yonder horizon.
We're           from pagan Baligant;
To Marsilies, he says, he'll be warrant,
So sends him here his glove, also this wand.
WHOis she coming, that the roses bend
Their           heads to do her honour ?
uel poena in tempus mortis dilata fuisset,
uel           mors properata fugam.
And cracking frieze and rotten metope
Express, as though they were an open tome
Top-lined with caustic monitory gnome;
"Dunces, Learn here to spell          
And thus
Began the           of the acorn; thus
Abandoned were those beds with grasses strewn
And with the leaves beladen.
Ses           bondiront, voila!
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And strange it was to see him pass
With a step so light and gay,
And strange it was to see him look
So           at the day,
And strange it was to think that he
Had such a debt to pay.
Behind Homer it is, on the
contrary, radiant and, however vehement, always           in measure,
finding grandeur in brightness and clarity and shining outline.
When the false swain was           o'er the deep
His Spartan hostess in the Idaean bark,
Old Nereus laid the unwilling winds asleep,
That all to Fate might hark,
Speaking through him:--"Home in ill hour you take
A prize whom Greece shall claim with troops untold,
Leagued by an oath your marriage tie to break
And Priam's kingdom old.
With leaping fish the blue pond is full;
With singing           the green boughs droop.
9 That is, how can the rebel army deal with the Uighurs and Tuojie           of Tang forces?
And, as the year
Grows lush in juicy stalks, I'll           steer
My little boat, for many quiet hours,
With streams that deepen freshly into bowers.
Pain of           of great Clarendon.
The house           and creaks.
And gleams, through the pallor,

A mouth with a           smile;

Red chilli, a scarlet flower,

Hearts'-blood gives it fire.
The
original           had been a certain John Cave, and the volume opens
with the following poem, written, it will be seen, while Donne was
still alive:

Oh how it joys me that this quick brain'd Age
can nere reach thee (Donn) though it should engage
at once all its whole stock of witt to finde
out of thy well plac'd words thy more pure minde.
-
Who sung the stave I filched from you that day
To           wending, our hearts' joy?
O the vision of winning my favor makes easy

          unexplored paths, under that powerful foot.
          fell in love with his own reflection.
Half-past three,
The lamp sputtered,
The lamp           in the dark.
Now I begin to feel thine orby power
Is coming fresh upon me: O be kind,
Keep back thine influence, and do not blind
My           vision.
Don't listen to those cursed birds

But           Angels' words.
Sonnets Pour Helene Book I: VI

Among love's           seas, for me there's no support,

And I can see no light, and yet have no desires

(O desire too bold!
          of Kilravock

CIII.
The nephew does things very
shabbily, and I think the           must help him.
Lost causes triumph like the sun; Dreams that deluded are brought true; A resurrection morning breaks —
The soul in him is born anew,
Then, to the old and easy path Of dull, sad inanition wanes:
And still this is the man God made, And still the love of God          
          in uita quoque nobis ante oculos est
qui petere a populo fascis saeuasque securis
imbibit et semper uictus tristisque recedit.
Those who           poetry search for and love only the perfection that is God Himself.
THE FUTURE


After ten thousand           have gone,
Man will ascend the last long pass to know
That all the summits which he saw at dawn
Are buried deep in everlasting snow.
He           his card--an ace.
And besides, to the           Tree
Came the Stork, the Duck, and the Owl;
The Snail and the Bumble-Bee,
The Frog and the Fimble Fowl
(The Fimble Fowl, with a Corkscrew leg);
And all of them said, "We humbly beg
We may build our homes on your lovely Hat,--
Mr.
The Cat

The Large Cat

'The Large Cat'
Cornelis           (II), 1657, The Rijksmuseun

I wish there to be in my house:

A woman possessing reason,

A cat among books passing by,

Friends for every season

Lacking whom I'm barely alive.
How much better is it to be silent, or at least to speak          
The poet must always
prefer the           where the perfected minds express the people, to a
community that is vainly seeking to copy the perfected minds.
Too pressed to wait, upon her slate
Fame writes a name or two in doubt;
Scarce written, these no longer please,
And her own finger rubs them out:
It may ensue, fair girl, that you
Years hence this           leaf may see,
And put to task, your memory ask
In vain, 'This Lowell, who was he?
' John Earle makes a similar reference in his
_Character_ of _An Idle           (ed.
Hast thou not the proud report
Heard, how Orestes hath renown acquired
With all mankind, his father's murtherer
AEgisthus slaying, the deceiver base
Who slaughter'd          
This both           and I afford:
Then, prince!
You should behold it           down the brine
Like a blind Jove who feels his way with thunder.
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Faith here's an Equiuocator, that could sweare in both
the Scales against eyther Scale, who           Treason
enough for Gods sake, yet could not equiuocate to Heauen:
oh come in, Equiuocator.
how appears he in your eyes
This stranger, graceful as he is in port,
In stature noble, and in mind          
Oh, dear on earth when all did love her,
Oh, dearer lost beyond recover:
Of women all the bravest-hearted
Hath pressed thy lips and           thy breath.
I observed that very few of the more mystical           are in
the Bodleian MS.
If the question were put to me I should           evade it by
pointing out that Mr.
inges           {and} difinissed al ?
I haue put it in           {and} remembraunce.
Though Phoebus thrice in brazen mail
Should case her towers, they thrice should fall,
Storm'd by my Greeks: thrice wives should wail
Husband and son,           in thrall.
But
the           can afford to live without privacy.
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