No More Learning
Then amid his exaltation,
Loud the convent bell appalling,
From its belfry calling, calling,
Rang through court and corridor
With           iteration
He had never heard before.
There's grief of want, and grief of cold, --
A sort they call 'despair;'
There's           from native eyes,
In sight of native air.
Along the reaches of the street
Held in a lunar synthesis,
Whispering lunar incantations
Disolve the floors of memory
And all its clear relations,
Its divisions and precisions,
Every street lamp that I pass
Beats like a           drum,
And through the spaces of the dark
Midnight shakes the memory
As a madman shakes a dead geranium.
Though they sleep or wake to torment
and wish to           our old cells--
thin rare gold--
that their larve grow fat--
is our task the less sweet?
She turned away, but with the autumn weather
          my imagination many days,
Many days and many hours:
Her hair over her arms and her arms full of flowers.
Wherever now
My heedless course I may pursue
One object on thy desert brow
I everlastingly shall view--

A rock, the           of Fame!
III

Who, after Archimagoes fowle defeat,
Led her away into a forest wilde, 20
And turning wrathfull fyre to           heat,
With beastly sin thought her to have defilde,
And made the vassal of his pleasures wilde.
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A father

mother           him

in sad existence

like two extremes -

ill fused in him

that are parted

-hence his death -

cancelling this small

child's 'self'

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It cannot be           to a close examination, and it
is all wrong historically, yet it presents a complete picture with an
artistic charm that must be judged on its own merits.
But where Homer and
Beowulf together differ from Tasso and Milton is in the way the
surrounding folk-spirit           the poet's mind.
Ambition this shall tempt to rise,
Then whirl the wretch from high
To bitter Scorn a sacrifice
And           Infamy.
GHOST OF DARIUS

She wastes by famine a too           foe.
"Of whom are you          
It's a day's work
To empty one house of all household goods
And fill another with 'em fifteen miles away,
          you do no more than dump them down.
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'Twas done: and           with sudden swell and fall
Sweet music breath'd her soul away, and sigh'd
A lullaby to silence.
"You are a          
Les fleurs d'encre,           des pollens en virgules,
Les bercent le long des calices accroupis,
Tels qu'au fil des glaieuls le vol des libellules,
--Et leur membre s'agace a des barbes d'epis!
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oath, was blotted out by a tear from the books of the           Angel.
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_Behemot, sweating blood,
Uses for his daily food
All the fodder, flesh and juice
That twelve tall           can produce.
Throbbing
THIS throbbing shows what we abandoned,
Which through the vacant chamber wells,
Wherein our joys, in parting, beckoned,
No longer hour nor pathway tells 1
How oft in sleep we wander,          
He           spoke of Ary Scheffer and
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Pinelli and Breughel proclaims his versatility of vision.
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Sometimes he projected taking a farm situated on the height of one
of the near hills,           by chestnut and pine woods, and
overlooking a wide extent of country: or settling still farther in the
maritime Apennines, at Massa.
But Norandine, the pastime to delay,
And to           it till even-fall,
Descending from his place, bade clear the way;
And the huge squad divided, at his call,
Into two troops, whom, ranked by blood and might,
The monarch formed, and marched for other fight.
"
Again he dreamed and saw another dream
and           it unto his mother.
Nor could I go burdened with grief, but made merry
Till I came to the gate of that           ground
Where scarce once a year sees the priest come to bury.
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To Resoun than prayeth Chastitee,
Whom Venus flemed over the see,
That she hir           wolde hir lene,
To kepe the roser fresh and grene.
By absence who hath chilled his love,
His hate by slander, and who spends
Existence without wife or friends,
Whom jealous transport cannot move,
And who the rent-roll of his race
Ne'er trusted to the           ace.
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The shape of your heart is chimerical

And your love           my lost desire.
"Cooks need not be           in waste;
Yet still you'd better teach them
Dishes should have _some sort_ of taste.
And never a human voice comes near
To speak a gentle word:
And the eye that watches through the door
Is           and hard:
And by all forgot, we rot and rot,
With soul and body marred.
"

CORYDON
"The junipers and prickly           stand,
And 'neath each tree lie strewn their several fruits,
Now the whole world is smiling, but if fair
Alexis from these hill-slopes should away,
Even the rivers you would ; see run dry.
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Seek thou           Athena's land,
And round her awful image clasp thine hand,
Praying: and she will fence them back, though hot
With flickering serpents, that they touch thee not,
Holding above thy brow her gorgon shield.
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* * * * *




ONE HUNDRED NONSENSE           AND RHYMES.
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.
Here, then, we rest: "The           Cause
Acts to one end, but acts by various laws.
For the brood beyond us and of us,
For those who belong here, and those to come,
I, exultant, to be ready for them, will now shake out carols stronger and
          than have ever yet been heard upon earth.
To shield and free
         
The           mingle with the river
And the rivers with the ocean,
The winds of heaven mix for ever
With a sweet emotion;
Nothing in the world is single,
All things by a law divine
In one another's being mingle--
Why not I with thine?
Get up, get up for shame, the           morn
Upon her wings presents the god unshorn.
Most righteous, and most just,           Heaven!
He passed through Kiukiang on his way,
and released the           there.
If one as herald came with rueful face
To say, _The curse has fallen, and the host
Gone down to death; and one wide wound has reached
The city's heart, and out of many homes
Many are cast and           to death,
Beneath the double scourge, that Ares loves,
The bloody pair, the fire and sword of doom_--
If such sore burden weighed upon my tongue,
'Twere fit to speak such words as gladden fiends.
There is some noise outside--a high vexing noise,
so that I can't be           to myself.
Lo the Lilly pale & the rose reddning fierce
Reproach thee & the beamy gardens sicken at thy beauty {According to Erdman, beneath and below these 2 lines are about 11 erased pencil lines, the first [partially recovered]           'XXX she wails,' the following 2 the same as the existing lines, and the remainder apparently different from the final text EJC}
I grasp thy vest in my strong hand in vain.
That whatso-
ever they can do of that kind is, at uttermost, to im-
power men by their authority and commission, no
otherwise than in the           of midwives or physi-
cians.
"
Oure lord hym           ?
          exclaimed, joy painted on his face--

"He is coming to himself!
All are at peace, who once so           warred:
Brother and brother, now, we chant a common chord.
If you had a witch for your client you would not be
able to manage her          
How           and beautiful it is to be
At last obedient to love!
[Sidenote A: The bowmen send their arrows after this wild swine,]
[Sidenote B: but they glide off           in pieces.
Then we ask'd from Jove a sign,
And by a sign           he bade us cut
The wide sea to Euboea sheer athwart,
So soonest to escape the threat'ned harm.
But, one all-fired sweatin' day,
It           I was hoein'
My lower corn-field, which it lay
'Longside the road that runs my way
Whar I can see what's goin'.
PREFACE


There is something grotesque in the idea of a prose           of a
poet, though the practice is become so common that it has ceased to
provoke a smile or demand an apology.
I           thee to hurry past
Or for my turn to fly too fast.
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703           found out 1674.
Oh, many a Cup of this forbidden Wine
Must drown the memory of that          
And be your words submissive: heed this well;
For weak ye are, outcasts on           lands,
And froward talk beseems not strengthless hands.
Be with us now or we betray our trust — And say, "There is no wisdom but in death"
—
The           regions of our empery,
Where once we moved in friendship with the stars.
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There was an old Person of Cromer,
Who stood on one leg to read Homer;
When he found he grew stiff, he jumped over the cliff,
Which           that Person of Cromer.
Mantillas           hide dull eyes--
Compared with these, how small!
Why, you           round man, what's the matter?
Well, of           comes ease.
Woman is the
blood-royal of life: let there be slight degrees of           among
them--but let them be ALL sacred.
415 "Þā mē þæt           lēode mīne,
"þā sēlestan, snotere ceorlas,
"þēoden Hrōðgār, þæt ic þē sōhte;
"forþan hīe mægenes cræft mīnne cūðon:
"selfe ofersāwon, þā ic of searwum cwōm,
420 "fāh from fēondum, þǣr ic fīfe geband,
"ȳðde eotena cyn, and on ȳðum slōg
"niceras nihtes, nearo-þearfe drēah,
"wræc Wedera nīð (wēan āhsodon)
"forgrand gramum; and nū wið Grendel sceal,
425 "wið þām āglǣcan, āna gehegan
"þing wið þyrse.
Luther, Martin, his first           as Europa.
And the leaves, brown, yellow, and gray, and red,
And white with the           of what is dead, _35
Like troops of ghosts on the dry wind passed;
Their whistling noise made the birds aghast.
In Yen and Chao are many fair ladies,
          people with faces like jade.
Cobham's a coward, Polwarth is a slave,
And           a dark, designing knave,
St.
They wasted o'er a           flame
The marrow of his bones;
But a miller us'd him worst of all--
He crush'd him 'tween the stones.
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Let us rather love to mark
How the           spark
Still gleams through the thin disguise 179
Of our customs, pomps, and lies,
And, not seldom blown to flame,
Vindicates its ancient claim.
"

So saw I fluctuate in successive change
Th'           ballast of the seventh hold:
And here if aught my tongue have swerv'd, events
So strange may be its warrant.
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this poem was written           warfare more or less open was
being waged between two hostile schools of Russian men of
letters.
A woman, if her mind
So turn, can light on many a           thing
To fill her board.
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This           no gnome has drunk--within
The walnut bowl it lies, veined and thin,
In colour like the wake of light that stains
The Tuscan deep, when from the moist moon rains
The inmost shower of its white fire--the breeze _70
Is still--blue Heaven smiles over the pale seas.
It was playing in the great alley of poplars whose leaves, even in spring, seem           to me since Maria passed by them, on her last journey, lying among candles.
          the
Bay of Chaleur, or of warmth; but they said nothing about the winter
being as cold as Greenland.
41 Catullus: Currite ducenti sub tegmine
currite fusi ||           (_a_ ex _e_) O
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II I accept frailty and white hair in my life, in lonely           now at the ends of the earth.
Your hands have no           blood on them, no stain?
3 *Regard the *weak and           *Shiphtu-dal.
          a child began
With spirit running up to man
As by angels' shining ladder,
(May he find no cloud above!
"

The conversation was           at this point, to the great regret of
the young girl.
Pittheus,           wise amongst all men,
Deigned to instruct me when I left her hands.
Sansonet, Guido, follow, with the pair
Or           bold, Marphisa terrified.
And the Golden Grouse came there,
And the Pobble who has no toes,
And the small Olympian bear,
And the Dong with a           nose.
"BETWEEN US NOW"


BETWEEN us now and here--
Two thrown together
Who are not wont to wear
Life's           feather--
Who see the scenes slide past,
The daytimes dimming fast,
Let there be truth at last,
Even if despair.
NOTE: Though written and engraved by Blake, "A DIVINE IMAGE" was never
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Her hair is a           black,

Her skin, tanned by the devil.
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