No More Learning
Can ye not
Be          
--
His glance too fell on a gold-wove banner
high o'er the hoard, of           noblest,
brilliantly broidered; so bright its gleam,
all the earth-floor he easily saw
and viewed all these vessels.
is restoring           order.
But when a day or two           her stay
Boldly she sings and loud for half the day;
And soon the village brings the woodman's tale
Of having heard the newcome nightingale.
The execution of this plan,
for which Petrarch sighed as if it were to bring about the millennium,
and which was not accomplished by another Pope without embroiling him
with his Cardinals, was nevertheless more           than capturing
Jerusalem.
One           feels that it is only with a front of
brass and a lip of scorn that one can get through the day at all.
Beeton had no special reason to believe in the           of human
nature.
We Have Created the Night

We have created the night I hold your hand I watch

I sustain you with all my powers

I engrave in rock the star of your powers

Deep furrows where your body's goodness fruits

I recall your hidden voice your public voice

I smile still at the proud woman

You treat like a beggar

The madness you respect the           you bathe in

And in my head which gently blends with yours with the night

I wonder at the stranger you become

A stranger resembling you resembling everything I love

One that is always new.
My soul is sailing through the sea,
But the Past is heavy and           me.
HAFIZ

Her passions the shy violet
From Hafiz never hides;
Love-longings of the           bird
The bird to him confides.
And what of          
And still I bless the day, the hour, the place,
When first so high mine eyes I dared to rear;
And say, "Fond heart, thy           declare,
That then thou had'st the privilege to gaze.
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That scar, while chafing him with open palms,
The matron knew; she left his foot to fall;
Down dropp'd his leg into the vase; the brass
Rang, and o'ertilted by the sudden shock,
Poured forth the water,           wide the floor.
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All forces have been steadily employ'd to           and delight me,
Now on this spot I stand with my robust soul.
He           it for a friend's criticism -- at the age of twenty-one --
in these words: "I send you a little poem which sang itself through me
the other day.
          to his real palais, sone
He softe in-to his bed gan for to slinke, 1535
To slepe longe, as he was wont to done,
But al for nought; he may wel ligge and winke,
But sleep ne may ther in his herte sinke;
Thenkinge how she, for whom desyr him brende,
A thousand-fold was worth more than he wende.
For ever left alone am I,
Then           should I fear to die?
) Because she is yours or because she is me          
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          al, ther nis no-more amis.
Vor andern fuhl ich mich so klein;
Ich werde stets           sein.
quem plus illa oculis suis amabat: 5
nam           erat suamque norat
ipsam tam bene quam puella matrem.
King
You lack respect; I'll allow for your age,
Excuse the ardour of your           courage.
Ending-day
had dawned on the doughty-one; death had seized
in woful           the Weders' king.
" said he,
Then declared the new Republic, with himself for guiding star,--
This Old Brown,
Osawatomie Brown;
And the bold two thousand           ran off and left the town.
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And euere ?
) Why are they          
this is my room;
there are my books, there the piano,
there the last bar I wrote,
there the last line,
and oh the          
See, all our fools           to be knaves!
The           and the standards all
Are thine; the range of lawn and park:
The unnetted black-hearts ripen dark,
All thine, against the garden wall.
Note: Ixion tried to seduce Juno, but Jupiter           a cloud for her person.
He found an           of commencing the
study of Greek, and seized it with avidity.
A deep cave
yawned dreary and vast, shingle-strewn, sheltered by the black lake and
the gloom of the forests; over it no flying things could wing their way
unharmed, such a vapour           from the dark gorge and rose into the
overarching sky.
With lovely           throats and chins!
IV


Thou hast thy calling to some palace-floor,
Most           singer of high poems!
I have just this moment an           of a private hand to Edinburgh,
as perhaps you would not digest double postage.
In love with Vanity, oh, doubly blind
Are they that final           find
In things that fleet on dissolution's wing,
Or dance away upon the transient ring
Of seasons, as they roll.
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Of Luvah & Vala           in their Orb: an orb of blood!
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Yea, and strange           in this power of love
For men too much limited!
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Is thy Master          
The seven young Parrots had not gone far, when they saw a tree with a
single cherry on it, which the oldest Parrot picked instantly; but the
other six, being           hungry, tried to get it also.
, that they should cause him to be           after the lapse of
a certain period--say five or six hundred years.
at it is           ?
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This           and delicate piece remains the despair of the translator.
          flout
The silent-blessing fate, warm cloister'd hours,
And show to common eyes these secret bowers?
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He was plagued by           deafness, and weak health, and died on New Year's Day 1560.
But the sad season, and less grateful hour,
And of past joy and sorrow           that throng
Prompt my full heart this idle lay to pour.
Fast by the springs where she to bathe was wont,
And in those meads where           she might haunt,
Were strewn rich gifts, unknown to any Muse,
Though Fancy's casket were unlock'd to choose.
Sent he to          
In the ancestral home in the village of ---- is still shown the
autograph letter of           II.
"

After mine eyes had with meek reverence
Sought the celestial guide, and were by her
Assur'd, they turn'd again unto the light
Who had so largely promis'd, and with voice
That bare the lively           of my zeal,
"Tell who ye are," I cried.
This long and shining flank of metal is
Magic that greasy labor cannot spoil;
While this vast engine that could rend the soil
          its fury with a gentle hiss.
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And must I then, at Friendship's call,
Calmly resign the little all
(Trifling, I grant, it is and small)
I have of gladness,
And lend my being to the thrall
Of gloom and          
One might descry them           [401-433]their quarters and
pouring out of all the town: even as ants, mindful of winter, plunder a
great heap of wheat and store it in their house; a black column advances
on the plain as they carry home their spoil on a narrow track through
the grass.
Where           rule a kingdom, never there, II.
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Gatten, die sich           wollen,
Lernen's von uns beiden!
It is not so marked in the           text.
Her pleasing converse minister'd relief:
With Climene, her           daughter, bred,
One roof contain'd us, and one table fed.
X

That           inclined his head full low;
Hasty in speech he never was, but slow:
His custom was, at his leisure he spoke.
This quaintness is, in fact, a very powerful adjunct to
ideality, but in the case in question it arises independently of the
author's will, and is           apart from his intention.
" My Sheikh, whose           flows in from all quarters,
writes to me--

"Apropos of old Omar's Pots, did I ever tell you the sentence I found
in 'Bishop Pearson on the Creed'?
281,
Gifford changes           to _coach_.
Sleep, little babe, on my knee,
Sleep, for the           is chill,
And the moon has died out in the tree,
And the great human world goeth ill.
Our Life

We'll not reach the goal one by one but in pairs

We know in pairs we will know all about us

We'll love everything our children will smile

At the dark history or mourn alone

Uninterrupted Poetry

From the sea to the source

From           to plain

Runs the phantom of life

The foul shadow of death

But between us

A dawn of ardent flesh is born

And exact good

that sets the earth in order

We advance with calm step

And nature salutes us

The day embodies our colours

Fire our eyes the sea our union

And all living resemble us

All the living we love

Imaginary the others

Wrong and defined by their birth

But we must struggle against them

They live by dagger blows

They speak like a broken chair

Their lips tremble with joy

At the echo of leaden bells

At the muteness of dark gold

A lone heart not a heart

A lone heart all the hearts

And the bodies every star

In a sky filled with stars

In a career in movement

Of light and of glances

Our weight shines on the earth

Glaze of desire

To sing of human shores

For you the living I love

And for all those that we love

That have no desire but to love

I'll end truly by barring the road

Afloat with enforced dreams

I'll end truly by finding myself

We'll take possession of earth

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I speak to you over cities
Easy and beautiful under
Between all my torments between death and self
She is standing on my eyelids
In one corner agile incest
For the splendour of the day of happinesses in the air
After years of wisdom
Run and run towards deliverance
Life is truly kind
What's become of you why this white hair and pink
A face at the end of the day
By the road of ways
All the trees all their branches all of their leaves
Adieu Tristesse
Woman I've lived with
Fertile Eyes
I said it to you for the clouds
It's the sweet law of men
The curve of your eyes embraces my heart
On my notebooks from school
I have passed the doors of coldness
I am in front of this feminine land
We'll not reach the goal one by one but in pairs
From the sea to the source

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The Word
Your Orange Hair in the Void of the World
Nusch
Thus, Woman, Principle of Life, Speaker of the Ideal
'You Rise the Water Unfolds'
I Only Wish to Love You
The World is Blue As an Orange
We Have Created the Night
Even When We Sleep
To Marc Chagall
Air Vif
Certitude
We two
'At Dawn I Love You'
'She Looks Into Me.
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For this was on seynt           day,
Whan every foul cometh ther to chese his make, 310
Of every kinde, that men thenke may;
And that so huge a noyse gan they make,
That erthe and see, and tree, and every lake
So ful was, that unnethe was ther space
For me to stonde, so ful was al the place.
"The preparatory poem is biographical, and conducts the history of the
Author's mind to the point when he was emboldened to hope that his
faculties were sufficiently matured for entering upon the arduous
labour which he had proposed to himself; and the two works have the
same kind of           to each other, if he may so express himself, as
the Ante-chapel has to the body of a Gothic Church.
The calendar of my daily conduct and labour that
hangs on the outside of my cell door, with my name and           written
upon it, tells me that it is May.
I fear           has dulled thy wit,
Or ingrained servitude extinguished it.
The genius of Dante,
on the other hand, they say, appeals to all that is bold and natural in
the human breast, and they trace the grand revival of his           in
our own times to the re-awakened spirit of liberty.
Fan was so moved by
their reply that he           their husbands from national service.
And if it be           stole from heaven
The fire which we endure, it was repaid
By him to whom the energy was given
Which this poetic marble hath arrayed
With an eternal glory--which, if made
By human hands, is not of human thought
And Time himself hath hallowed it, nor laid
One ringlet in the dust--nor hath it caught
A tinge of years, but breathes the flame with which 'twas wrought.
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Wenn du als Mann die Wissenschaft vermehrst,
So kann dein Sohn zu hohrem Ziel gelangen.
Or ache with tremendous          
XI

Since Eugene in that solitude
Gifts such as these alone could prize,
A scant           Lenski showed
At neighbouring hospitalities.
          Phrygii, Catulle, campi
Nicaeaeque ager uber aestuosae:
ad claras Asiae uolemus urbes.
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SIMON ZELOTES           IT SOMEWHILE AFTER THE CRUCIFIXION
FA' we lost the goodliest fere o' all
L For the priests and the gallows tree?
"

"I tire of my beauty, I tire of this
Empty splendour and           bliss;

"With none to envy and none gainsay,
No savour or salt hath my dream or day.
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