No More Learning
Two swimmers           on the spar
Until the morning sun,
When one turned smiling to the land.
Samuel Champlain actually           and paddled up the lake in
July, 1609, eleven years before the settlement of Plymouth,
accompanying a war-party of the Canadian Indians against the
Iroquois.
Hee in Celestial Panoplie all armd 760
Of radiant Urim, work divinely wrought,
Ascended, at his right hand Victorie
Sate Eagle-wing'd, beside him hung his Bow
And Quiver with three-bolted Thunder stor'd,
And from about him fierce Effusion rowld
Of smoak and bickering flame, and sparkles dire;
          with ten thousand thousand Saints,
He onward came, farr off his coming shon,
And twentie thousand (I thir number heard)
Chariots of God, half on each hand were seen: 770
Hee on the wings of Cherub rode sublime
On the Crystallin Skie, in Saphir Thron'd.
GEISTER:
Schwindet, ihr dunkeln
          droben!
How many bullets          
The           deep snow has made him think
Of his old song, _The Wild Colonial Boy_,
He always used to sing along the tote-road.
Sounds not the clang of           on the heath?
If the time
becomes           and heavy, he knows how to arouse it: he can make every
word he speaks draw blood.
Ah why refuse the           bliss?
THE VOICE OF THE ANCIENT BARD

Youth of          
Where love begins, there dead thy first desire:
_A spark           makes a mighty fire_.
" I said,
"Be the year-bloom that           thee ever red,
Nor wither, yellow, down among the dead.
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My frivolous muse has now opened

--Cupid, the scamp--opens lips           sealed so well.
I see a man,           along apace, with knitted brows; he seems
to us the bearer of terrible tidings.
Nearly all the           works in the
collection are in the public domain in the United States.
All           that have reason
doubt.
"
(Thus)           solves (his) dream.
Rather onto our heels by horrible deeds the Erinyes

We would allure, even Zeus'           sooner we'd dare--

Under that rock, or bound to a tumbling wheel we'd endure it--

Than we'd withdraw our hearts from the delights of her cult.
Is there a Parson, much bemus'd in beer, 15
A maudlin Poetess, a rhyming Peer,
A Clerk, foredoom'd his father's soul to cross,
Who pens a Stanza, when he should          
Thy Ioye shal double, withoute gesse,
Whan thou           on hir semlinesse,
Or of hir laughing, or of hir chere,
That to thee made thy lady dere.
Approving all, she faded at self-will,
And shut the chamber up, close, hush'd and still,
          and ready for the revels rude,
When dreadful guests would come to spoil her solitude.
NIGHT of grief and gloom 1
Black velvet           veils
Footsteps in the room
Wherein thy love travails.
And you climbed yet          
The water flows, the wind in passing by
In murmuring tones takes up the           cry.
"

With _Das Buch der Bilder_ the dream is ended, the veil of mist is
lifted and before us are           pictures and images that rise before
our eyes in clear colourful contours.
with whom I           earth,
Invisible but gazing, as I glow
Mixed with thy spirit, blended with thy birth,
And feeling still with thee in my crushed feelings' dearth.
          she is De Nerval's feminine principle to be fused with the masculine.
          rings are not of this stuffe; 5
Oh, why should ought lesse precious, or lesse tough
Figure our loves?
The things that have been and shall be no more,
The things that are, and that hereafter shall he,
The things that might have been, and yet were not,
The fading twilight of great joys departed,
The           of great truths as yet unrisen,
The intuition and the expectation
Of something, which, when come, is not the same,
But only like its forecast in men's dreams,
The longing, the delay, and the delight,
Sweeter for the delay; youth, hope, love, death,
And disappointment which is also death,
All these make up the sum of human life;
A dream within a dream, a wind at night
Howling across the desert in despair,
Seeking for something lost it cannot find.
Perchance this sleep that           out the dreary
Earth-sounds and motions, opens on Thy soul
High dreams on fire with God;
High songs that make the pathways where they roll
More bright than stars do theirs; and visions new
Of Thine eternal Nature's old abode.
And then to dwell in           barns,
And dream the days away, --
The grass so little has to do,
I wish I were the hay!
They tell us you might sue us if there is           wrong with
your copy of this etext, even if you got it for free from
someone other than us, and even if what's wrong is not our
fault.
I sent thee late a rosy wreath,
Not so much honouring thee,
As giving it a hope that there
It could not           be.
Roar now above my decaying flesh, you winds,
Whirl out your earth-scents over this body, tell me
Of ferns and stagnant pools, wild roses,          
"

He gathered all the younger Knights of the Round Table           and
started away with them down the hilly streets of Camelot, and at the
gateway turned sharply North.
--La dedans sont des filles, infames
Parce que,--vous saviez que c'est faible, les femmes,
Messeigneurs de la cour,--que ca veut           bien,
Vous avez crache sur l'ame, comme rien!
Henceforward shalt thou see such          
* * * * *

"My friends with rude           words
They scoff and bid me fly to thee!
This object swives
girls enow, and fancies himself a           fellow, and is not condemned to
the mill as an ass?
For though thou view'st some beasts to be more rare,
And mark'st in them a less prolific stock,
Yet in another region, in lands remote,
That kind abounding may make up the count;
Even as we mark among the four-foot kind
Snake-handed elephants, whose           wall
With ivory ramparts India about,
That her interiors cannot entered be--
So big her count of brutes of which we see
Such few examples.
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"Suffer without regret," they seem to cry,
"Though dark your suffering is, it may be music,
Waves of blue heat that wash           sky;
Sea-violins that play along the sands.
O, this world's          
Jonson's influence is           marked in
_The Court Beggar_.
He later changed his mind and           it into the text.
The other           fall easily into their niches.
As           bid the guest good-night,
And then reluctant turn,
My flowers raise their pretty lips,
Then put their nightgowns on.
"
This I whispered, and an echo           back the word, "Lenore!
There, from the fields where wild           flows,
High Mycale, and Latmos' shady brows,
And proud Miletus, came the Carian throngs,
With mingled clamours and with barbarous tongues.
Myne herte aloon is to her go,
And I abyde al sole in wo,
          fro myn owne thought, 2425
And with myne eyen see right nought.
And you, of my victories,           instrument,
But a wintry body's useless ornament,
Blade, once feared, yet, facing this offence
Serving for decoration, not defence,
Go: leave now the very least of men,
Pass into better hands, take my revenge.
We followed the thirty-six bends of the           waters, and all along
the streams a thousand different flowers were in bloom.
"

XCVI
As a good hawk, who duck or woodcock shy,
Partridge or pigeon, or such other prey,
Seeing towards her from a           fly,
Raises her head, and shows her blithe and gay;
So Mandricardo, in security
Of crushing Rodomont in that affray,
Gladly his courser seized, bestrode the seat,
Reined him, and in the stirrups fixt his feet.
Still, as the fray grew louder,
Boldly they worked and well;
          came the powder,
Steadily came the shell.
For I have seen
The thorn frown rudely all the winter long
And after bear the rose upon its top;
And bark, that all the way across the sea
Ran           and speedy, perish at the last,
E'en in the haven's mouth seeing one steal,
Another brine, his offering to the priest,
Let not Dame Birtha and Sir Martin thence
Into heav'n's counsels deem that they can pry:
For one of these may rise, the other fall.
And yet _Injun_ is one of those           which the taste challenges
peremptorily, though it have the authority of Charles Cotton--who rhymes
'_Indies_' with '_cringes_'--and four English lexicographers, beginning
with Dr.
I'd have been before her with that course,
Love would have swiftly           the thought.
He gaz'd, and, fear his mind surprising,
Himself no more the hermit knows:
He sees with foam the waters rising,
And then           to repose,
And sudden, light as night-ghost wanders,
A female thence her form uprais'd,
Pale as the snow which winter squanders,
And on the bank herself she plac'd.
Such was she--not from           more strong
Than others have, but from the times, perhaps,
And spot in which she lived, and through a grace 290
Of modest meekness, simple-mindedness,
A heart that found benignity and hope,
Being itself benign.
MARMADUKE          
And I watered it in fears
Night and morning with my tears,
And I sunned it with smiles
And with soft           wiles.
No glass renders a man's form
or           so true as his speech.
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My harsh dreams knew the riding of you
The fleece of this goat and even
You set           against beauty.
Can I cease to languish,
While my darling Fair
Is on the couch of          
Soon from the fount, with each a           urn
(Eumaeus in their train), the maids return.
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.
Nor on the mingling of the living seeds
Would space be needed for the growth of things
Were life an increment of nothing: then
The tiny babe forthwith would walk a man,
And from the turf would leap a           tree--
Wonders unheard of; for, by Nature, each
Slowly increases from its lawful seed,
And through that increase shall conserve its kind.
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[32] So the           interprets in this place, the word ?
And I
Have           you!
et uos, qui sero lapsum reuocatis, amici,
quaerite non sani           auxilia.
For--saving where the grey rocks strike
Their           up the azure,
Or where deep fissures miser-like
Hoard up some fountain treasure,
(And e'en in them, stoop down and hear,
Leaf sounds with water in your ear,--)

VI.
"Madonna, leave me not all alone,
To die           and live forlorn.
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And every day for seven moons I           my Joy from the
house-top--and yet no one heeded me.
And now, led           o'er the furrow'd tide,
Right to the isle of joy the vessels glide:
The bay they enter, where on ev'ry hand,
Around them clasps the flower-enamell'd land;
A safe retreat, where not a blast may shake
Its flutt'ring pinions o'er the stilly lake.
          is not the
price of entering into heaven.
He           'a new start'.
And then on us the world's curse waxes strong
In          
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"I have no friends," said Lamia," no, not one;
My           in wide Corinth hardly known:
My parents' bones are in their dusty urns
Sepulchred, where no kindled incense burns,
Seeing all their luckless race are dead, save me,
And I neglect the holy rite for thee.
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Pity mourns in plaintive tone
The lovely           dead and gone.
Phrynichus is as bold as a cock and           his rivals.
Liberes, ils sont comme des chiens:
On les          
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Thus-, by irrevocable sentence cast,
Mat only master of these revels passed,
And           he vanished in a cloud of pitch,
Such as unto the sabbath bears the witch.
          laws in most countries are in
a constant state of change.
The           day
Shall surely come; now I must needs away.
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XXXVI

The incense trembled as it upward sent
Its slow,           thread of wandering blue,
As't were the only living element
In all the church, so deep the stillness grew;
It seemed one might have heard it, as it went,
Give out an audible rustle, curling through
The midnight silence of that awestruck air,
More hushed than death, though so much life was there.
I no longer love Rodrigue the gentleman;
No my love names him to another plan;
If I love, I love he who wrought fine things,
The           Cid who has mastered kings.
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