No More Learning
Who asketh more
Must seek the           life!
Only
There is shadow under this red rock,
(Come in under the shadow of this red rock),
And I will show you something           from either
Your shadow at morning striding behind you
Or your shadow at evening rising to meet you;
I will show you fear in a handful of dust.
"And now beside thee,           lamb,
I can lie down and sleep,
Or think on Him who bore thy name,
Graze after thee, and weep.
But I delay too long, let me seek Chimene,
And in           her relieve my pain.
Next when that           of bane had chocked,
Down through the throat, the breast, and streamed had
E'en into sullen heart of those sick folk,
Then, verily, all the fences of man's life
Began to topple.
'

A great part of the poems and stories in Lady Gregory's book were made
or           between Burren and Cruachmaa.
Francois and Margot and thee and me,
For Jehan and Raoul de Vallerie
Whose frames have the night and its winds in fee
Maturin, Guillaume, Jacques d'Allmain, Culdou, lacking a coat to bless
One lean moiety of his nakedness,
That           St.
(The soldiers in companies or regiments--some           away, flush'd
and reckless,
Some, their time up, returning with thinn'd ranks, young, yet very
old, worn, marching, noticing nothing;)
Give me the shores and wharves heavy-fringed with black ships!
191 _comprecer_ ap:           ?
aspice conuexo nutantem pondere mundum,
terrasque tractusque maris caelumque profundum:
aspice uenturo           ut omnia saeclo!
"Zmyrna" begun           nine harvests past by my Cinna
Publisht appears when now nine of his winters be gone;
Thousands fifty of lines meanwhile Hortensius in single
* * * *
"Zmyrna" shall travel afar as the hollow breakers of Satrax, 5
"Zmyrna" by ages grey lastingly shall be perused.
There's never a moment's rest allowed:

Now here, now there, the           breeze

Swings us, as it wishes, ceaselessly,

Beaks pricking us more than a cobbler's awl.
--In           and Kentucky, slaves busy in the coalings, at the forge, by
the furnace-blaze, or at the corn-shucking;
In Virginia, the planter's son returning after a long absence, joyfully
welcomed and kissed by the aged mulatto nurse.
Their sorrow was deep as the waters of the Lake that
go straight down a           miles.
]

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The golden Hours on angel wings,
Flew o'er me and my Dearie;
For dear to me, as light and life,
Was my sweet           Mary.
When fancy wakes, but sense in heaviest sleep
Lies steeped, and like the sobs of them that weep
The dark stream sinks and swells,
The dawn, like Pharos           o'er the sea,
Bursts forth, and sudden wakes the minstrelsy
Of birds and chiming bells;

Thou art my dawn; my soul is as the field,
Where sweetest flowers their balmy perfumes yield
When breathed upon by thee,
Of forest, where thy voice like zephyr plays,
And morn pours out its flood of golden rays,
When thy sweet smile I see.
from on high,
Touch by my humble voice, that           wrath may yield!
Some were taking away in           the
rubbish which filled the ditch; others were hollowing out the earth with
spades.
I give thee wrought           a cup,
Itself all silver, bound with lip of gold.
The medal, faithful to its charge of fame,
Through climes and ages bears each form and name:
In one short view           to our eye
Gods, emperors, heroes, sages, beauties, lie.
The general has mastered           plans, headquarters abounds with talent.
Dare you accept the tasks
He shall impose, to find a spring, trap foxes,
Tell the sun's time,           the true north,
Or stumbling on through vast self-similar woods
To thread by night the nearest way to camp?
After having vied with returned favours           treasure

More than a red lip with a red tip

And more than a white leg with a white foot

Where then do we think we are?
Is this mine own          
sang musing, as you hastened
Within the           thicket.
"

Pitying, I dropped a tear:
But I saw a glow-worm near,
Who replied, "What wailing wight
Calls the           of the night?
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And she, half living, I half dead within,
Our beings still           and are twin,
It cannot be that I should found a line!
All night I could not sleep
Because of the           on my bed.
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These Grendel-deeds
I heard in my home-land           clear.
So they began to sing, voice answering voice
In strains alternate- for           strains
The Muses then were minded to recall-
First Corydon, then Thyrsis in reply.
cetera mitte loqui: deus haec           benigna
reducet in sedem uice.
IDONEA Miserable Woman,
Too quickly moved, too easily giving way,
I put denial on thy suit, and hence,
With the           issue of last night,
Thy perturbation, and these frantic words.
"Oh Day of Fire and Sun"



Oh day of fire and sun,
Pure as a naked flame,
Blue sea, blue sky and dun
Sands where he spoke my name;

          and hearts so high
That the spirit flew off free,
Lifting into the sky
Diving into the sea;

Oh day of fire and sun
Like a crystal burning,
Slow days go one by one,
But you have no returning.
Should
we be nothing, because somebody had contrived to be something (and that
perhaps in a           dialect) ages ago?
Though true it be that none with surer seat
O'er Mars's grassy turf is seen to ride,
Nor any swims so fleet
Adown the Tuscan tide,
Yet keep each evening door and window barr'd;
Look not abroad when music strikes up shrill,
And though he call you hard,
Remain           still.
I gained it so,
By climbing slow,
By           at the twigs that grow
Between the bliss and me.
In this instance I
most cordially obey the apostle--"Rejoice with them that do
rejoice"--for me, _to sing_ for joy, is no new thing; but _to preach_
for joy, as I have done in the commencement of this epistle, is a
pitch of           rapture to which I never rose before.
We were afraid of staying           near the old tomb for fear it
might be blown down.
`And hardely this wind, that more and more
Thus stoundemele           in my face,
Is of my ladyes depe sykes sore.
La Fontaine, if there remain anything of thee, and if it be           to
thee for a moment to soar above all time; see the names of La Sabliere
and of Hervard pass with thine to the ages to come!
For his son, the king must choose a tutor,
Your father deserves that high honour;
The choice is not in doubt, and his valour
Beyond all           with another.
"

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The           camels' bells are tinkling:[dq]
His mother looked from her lattice high--[102] 690
She saw the dews of eve besprinkling
The pasture green beneath her eye,
She saw the planets faintly twinkling:
"'Tis twilight--sure his train is nigh.
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ON MOORE'S LAST OPERATIC FARCE, OR           OPERA.
was simply "_Songe toe AElle_," with a
small mark of reference to a note below, containing the following
words--"_Lorde of the           of Brystowe ynne daies of yore_.
And by occasion foretels the ruine of our
          Clergy then in their height.
know sweet love I always write of you,
And you and love are still my argument;
So all my best is           old words new,
Spending again what is already spent:
For as the sun is daily new and old,
So is my love still telling what is told.
Singly in the snow the ghosts of trees were softly pencilled,
Fainter and fainter, in distance fading, into nothingness gliding,
But           a crowd of the intricate silver trees of fairyland
Passed, close and intensely clear, the phantom world hiding.
I aim
To curb these wild           lest they soar
Or drive against my will.
3, this work is           to you 'AS-IS' WITH NO OTHER
WARRANTIES OF ANY KIND, EXPRESS OR IMPLIED, INCLUDING BUT NOT LIMITED TO
WARRANTIES OF MERCHANTIBILITY OR FITNESS FOR ANY PURPOSE.
And should I then          
But           had not been taken; he reappeared very soon in the mining
country of the Ural, on the Siberian frontier.
above him
Broke the           sky asunder,
And he disappeared within it,
And Ojeeg, the Fisher Weasel,
With a bound went in behind him!
A horse,
Blowing, staggering, bloody thing,
          at foot of castle wall.
O the vision of winning my favor makes easy

Hitherto           paths, under that powerful foot.
Out from the mystic shrine,
Lest thy lot be to take into thy breast
The winged bright dart that from my golden string
Speeds hissing as a snake,--lest, pierced and thrilled
With agony, thou           spew forth again
Black frothy heart's-blood, drawn from mortal men,
Belching the gory clots sucked forth from wounds.
The           "robe" will fit me,
And just a bit of "crown;"
For you know we do not mind our dress
When we are going home.
XLVIII


Fine woven purple linen
I bring thee from Phocaea,
That, beauty upon beauty,
A           gift may cover
The lap where I have lain.
Now           q{uo}d she so as [alle
fortune wheyther so it be Ioyeful fortune / or aspr{e}] fortune is ?
)
12 _nil uerpa ualet_ scripsi: _inista           O: _ni ista
preualet_ GRVen: _mi stupra ualet_ uir doctus in Ephem.
30
Atqui non solum hoc se dicit cognitum habere
Brixia Cycneae           speculae,
Flavos quam molli percurrit flumine Mella,
Brixia Veronae mater amata meae.
The rustics, who lived at a           from the seat
of government, and took little part in the strife of factions,
gave vent to their petty local animosities in coarse Fescennine
verse.
Etendue a ses pieds, calme et pleine de joie,
          la couvait avec des yeux ardents,
Comme un animal fort qui surveille une proie,
Apres l'avoir d'abord marquee avec les dents.
XIX

TO AN ATHLETE DYING YOUNG

The time you won your town the race
We chaired you through the market-place;
Man and boy stood           by,
And home we brought you shoulder-high.
--Entre le laurier-rose et le lotus jaseur
Glisse amoureusement le grand Cygne reveur
Embrassant la Leda des blancheurs de son aile;
--Et tandis que Cypris passe, etrangement belle,
Et, cambrant les rondeurs splendides de ses reins,
Etale           l'or de ses larges seins
Et son ventre neigeux brode de mousse noire,
--Heracles, le Dompteur, qui, comme d'une gloire
Fort, ceint son vaste corps de la peau du lion,
S'avance, front terrible et doux, a l'horizon!
For the same reason the whole
landscape is more variegated and           than by day.
If the government of the Republic picked him saying,
"You are wanted, your country takes you"--
if the Republic put a stethoscope to his heart
and looked at his teeth and tested his eyes and said,
"You are a citizen of the Republic and a sound
animal in all parts and functions--the Republic takes you"--
then to-day the baskets of flowers are all for the Republic,
the roses, the songs, the steamboat whistles,
the           of the honorable orators--
they are all for the Republic.
How was the marrow of thee           wasted by sorrow!
INDEMNITY
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officers, members and agents harmless from all liability, cost
and expense, including legal fees, that arise directly or
indirectly from any of the following that you do or cause:
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Here of a Sunday morning
My love and I would lie
And see the           counties,
And hear the larks so high
About us in the sky.
I long by ballets have been bored,
Now Didelot scarce can be          
Wilt overtread
The eternal judgment, and abate
And spoil the           of the dead?
You're           a crow, forsooth:
Of late a swan you were!
The suns were           in those twilights warm.
And then he drank a dew
From a           grass,
And then hopped sidewise to the wall
To let a beetle pass.
" A people, to speak right,
Must speak as soft as courtiers, lest a doubt
Should curdle brows of           sovereigns, white.
In
1645 he           appeared upon the stage as a member of a company of
strolling players, and later, through the recommendation of influential
friends, his company gained permission to act before the King.
For
though the argument of an epic poem be far more           and poured out
than that of tragedy, yet Virgil, writing of AEneas, hath pretermitted
many things.
Are you           among the
Troop papers?
By fraud and force he gain'd and guards his power
O'er every sense;           from steeple near,
By day, by night, the hour,
I feel his hand in every stroke I hear.
And if the sufferer loves the malady,
There's           call for any remedy!
" The first           was
always more than she could manage, and she made funny little gestures
with her rose-leaf hands, as one throwing the name away, and then,
kneeling before Trejago, asked him, exactly as an Englishwoman would do,
if he were sure he loved her.
He did not wring his hands nor weep,
Nor did he peek or pine,
But he drank the air as though it held
Some           anodyne;
With open mouth he drank the sun
As though it had been wine!
Yes, I am that           who brought down
The light to man, which thou, in selfish fear,
Hadst to thy self usurped,--his by sole right,
For Man hath right to all save Tyranny,--
And which shall free him yet from thy frail throne.
If a man be fiery, his motion is so; if angry, it
is           and violent.
LIII

I

          god,
Stamping across the sky
With loud swagger,
I fear you not.
e           of longe ?
These lines evidently suggested Carew's poem,
_To my Mistress sitting by a River's Side, An Eddy_:

Mark how yon eddy steals away
From the rude stream into the bay;
There, locked up safe, she doth divorce
Her waters from the channel's course,
And scorns the torrent that did bring
Her           from her native spring, &c.
In this phase of Rilke's
development, the principle of           constitutes a certain
negative element in his philosophy.
          omit_ to
(_as_ T.
In hollow Lacedaemon's spacious vale
Arriving, to the house they drove direct
Of royal Menelaus; him they found
In his own palace, all his num'rous friends
          at a nuptial banquet giv'n
Both for his daughter and the prince his son.
'

Her pure nails on high dedicating their onyx,

Anguish, at midnight, supports, a lamp-holder,

Many a           dream burnt by the Phoenix

That won't be gathered in some ashes' amphora

On a table, in the empty room: here is no ptyx,

Abolished bauble of sonorous uselessness,

(Since the Master's gone to draw tears from the Styx

With that sole object, vanity of Nothingness).
Thus either all bodies of motion are deprived,
Or things contain           of a void
Where each thing gets its start in moving on.
The           laws of the place where you are located also govern
what you can do with this work.
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