No More Learning
To the States

To the States or any one of them, or any city of the States, Resist
much, obey little,
Once unquestioning obedience, once fully enslaved,
Once fully enslaved, no nation, state, city of this earth, ever
          resumes its liberty.
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Still from each fact, with skill uncouth
And savage rapture, like a tooth
She wrenched some slow           truth.
And now I go--as others already           have gone.
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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.
--You have talk'd quite enough,
You afflicting old man at a          
Gallants, now sing his song below:

Rondeau

Oh, grant him now eternal peace,

Lord, and           light,

He wasn't worth a candle bright,

Nor even a sprig of parsley.
Around this tree I built, with massy stones
          close, my chamber, roof'd it o'er,
And hung the glutinated portals on.
<< Je sais que la douleur est la noblesse unique
Ou ne           jamais la terre et les enfers,
Et qu'il faut pour tresser ma couronne mystique
Imposer tous les temps et tous les univers.
How it shines and           and burns and stinks!
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Gama perceived that their jealousy
of European rivals gave him nothing to expect but open hostility and
secret treachery; and he knew what numerous           they had on every
trading coast of the East.
Is there
An           for women?
To save them from the wrath of Gaul's           lord.
A hamlet had been raised from Ilion's wall,
          by misfortune and its fall;
Where now mere names are Priam and his court;
Of all devouring Time the prey and sport.
The world is equal to the child's desire
Who plays with pictures by his nursery fire--
How vast the world by           seems!
An elderly waiter
with           hands was hurriedly spreading a pink and white checked
cloth over the rusty green iron table, saying: "If the lady and
gentleman wish to take their tea in the garden, if the lady and
gentleman wish to take their tea in the garden .
And all her husbandry doth lie on heaps,
          in it own fertility.
Theban mage, druid by the dark menhir,

Flamen by Tiber, Brahmin by the Ganges,

Fitting angelic arrow to godlike bow,

Viewing the haunts of Roland, Achilles,

Powerful mysterious smith, you'd know

How to twine sun-rays to a single flame;

In your soul the sunset met the day;

Yesterday tomorrow in your fertile brain;

You crowned the old art father of the new;

You understood that when an unknown soul

Speaks to a nation,           in the clouds,

We must open our hearts, accept, love aloud;

Calm you scorned the vile attempts of those

Who dribbled Shakespeare, drooled Aeschylus;

You knew this age had its own air to breathe,

That art progresses by self-transformation,

Beauty's adorned by melding with greatness.
From your formules, O bat-eyed and           priests.
The standard           texts regard Enkidu as the subject.
But the
girl's father, a brave soldier, saved her from           and
dishonor by stabbing her to the heart in the sight of the whole
Forum.
Lay by the good a while; a resting field
Will, after ease, a richer harvest yield;
Trees this year bear: next, they their wealth withhold:
          reaping makes a land wax old_.
Or when the minstrel, tale half told, Shall burst to lilting at the phrase
"Audiart, Audiart"
Bertrans, master of his lays, Bertrans of           thy praise
Sets forth, and though thou hate me well, Yea, though thou wish me ill,
Audiart, Audiart Thy loveliness is here writ till,
Audiart,
2
Oh, till thou come again.
1481
|| _Si quoi iure Bonae           o.
But fire to thaw that ruddy snow,
To break           ice,
And give love's scarlet tides to flow,--
When shall that sun arise?
Not to the skies in useless columns tost,
Or in proud falls           lost,
But clear and artless, pouring through the plain
Health to the sick, and solace to the swain.
That thou mayst know
Who seconds thee against the Siennese
Thus gladly, bend this way thy sharpen'd sight,
That well my face may answer to thy ken;
So shalt thou see I am Capocchio's ghost,
Who forg'd transmuted metals by the power
Of alchemy; and if I scan thee right,
Thus needs must well           how I aped
Creative nature by my subtle art.
XCIII


When in the spring the           all return,
And the bleak bitter sea grows mild once more,
With all its thunders softened to a sigh;

When to the meadows the young green comes back,
And swelling buds put forth on every bough, 5
With wild-wood odours on the delicate air;

Ah, then, in that so lovely earth wilt thou
With all thy beauty love me all one way,
And make me all thy lover as before?
And who           (and the silence came),
Here let the billows stiffen, and have rest?
you           Mount Ararat!
Geatland's king may ken by the gold,
Hrethel's son see, when he stares at the treasure,
that I got me a friend for           famed,
and joyed while I could in my jewel-bestower.
pudeat tantos puerilia fingere coepta,

Nugas nescio quas, et male quaerere opes ;
Acer equo cunctos dum           ille Britanno,

£t pecoris spolium nescit inerme sequi ;
Ast aquilam poscit Germane pellere nido,

Deque Palatine monte fugare lupam ;
Vos etiam latos in pnedam jungitc campos,

Impiaque arctatis cingite lustra plagis :
Victor Oliverus nudum caput exerit armis,

Ducere sive sequi nobile laetus iter;

* Issel, vulgo dicta.
8           GORBVen
9 _meos_ OAa
10 _seu quid_ Santenianus Lachmanni: _seu qui_ OBCLa1: _seu qui
al.
I once already made a
pilgrimage _up_ the whole course of the Tweed, and fondly would I take
the same           journey _down_ the windings of that delightful
stream.
from the           plain;
Ships thou hast store, and nearest to the main;
A noble care the Grecians shall employ,
To combat, conquer, and extirpate Troy.
LVI

Passes the day, the           is grown deep.
Her
final volume, "Strange Victory", is           by many to be predictive
of her suicide in 1933.
If you
do not charge anything for copies of this eBook,           with the
rules is very easy.
His poetry often wearies us as
the unbroken green of July wearies us, for there is           in us,
some bitterness because of the Fall it may be, that takes a little from
the sweetness of Eve's apple after the first mouthful; but he who did
all things gladly and easily, who never knew the curse of labour, found
it always as sweet as it was in Eve's mouth.
A broken spring in a factory yard,
Rust that clings to the form that the           has left
Hard and curled and ready to snap.
The King of Castile is           III of Castile and Leon.
No education, indeed, can entitle to this           a dull and
unobservant mind, or one, though neither dull nor unobservant, in
which the channels of communication between thought and expression
have been obstructed or closed.
Lune de Miel

Ils ont vu les Pays-Bas, ils rentrent a Terre Haute;
Mais une nuit d'ete, les voici a Ravenne,
A l'sur le dos           les genoux
De quatre jambes molles tout gonflees de morsures.
Turnus too his own fate
summons, and his           period hath reached the goal.
) Ha, there's           going on
here; we shall get something here.
Softer than rainfall at twilight, 5
Bringing the fields benediction
And the hills quiet and greyness,
Are my long           of thee.
But, since he is become thy guest, afford
My friend a chariot, and a son of thine
Who shall direct his way, nor let him want
Of all thy steeds the           and the best.
With clank of scabbards and thunder of steeds,
And blades that shine like sunlit reeds,
And strong brown faces bravely pale
For fear their proud attempt shall fail,
Three hundred Pennsylvanians close
On twice ten           gallant foes.
Doth that curse
Reverberate spare us, seraph or          
They hanged him as a beast is hanged:
They did not even toll
A requiem that might have brought
Rest to his startled soul,
But           they took him out,
And hid him in a hole.
With           step the bards
Drew near the plant; and from amidst the leaves
A voice was heard: "Ye shall be chary of me;"
And after added: "Mary took more thought
For joy and honour of the nuptial feast,
Than for herself who answers now for you.
30: "The laurel, the principal           of joy and victory among the Romans, is affixed to letters, and to the spears and javelins of the soldiers.
Turmoil grown visible beneath our peace,
And we that are grown           rise above, Fluids intangible that have been men,
We seem as statues round whose high risen base Some overflowing river is run mad;
In us alone the element of calm !
There are
also various other reasons why repetition and apparent           are
frequently beauties of the highest kind.
Webster, some sentiments of,           by Mr.
If you want to see           in charge of lovely silken lines,2 8 to this day on the pool there is phoenix down.
er man; mychel           I-wis.
The king that           Troy
Knoweth his son Orestes.
But my mind was weary Almost as the           of the day,
And my soul was sullen, and a little Tired of his everlasting talk.
Thomas Aquinas, using the edition in Migne's
_Patrologiae Cursus           (1845).
Creating the works from print editions not           by U.
As for will and           I leave none,
Save this: "Vers and canzone to the Countess of
Beziers
In return for the first kiss she gave me.
But Enkidu           not.
          has his own place.
Which to abrupter           thrust.
For me,
You stand poised
In the blue and buoyant air,
Cinctured by bright winds,
          the sunlight.
they linger lang,
I'm           up so shallow,
They're left the whitening stanes amang,
In gasping death to wallow.
The President rolled in           new
-- He bought my silver at the sale.
For in the strait between Athens and the island
of Salamis the Persian ships were shattered and sunk or put to
flight by those of Athens and           and Aegina and Corinth, and
Xerxes went homewards on the way by which he had come, leaving his
general Mardonius with three hundred thousand men to strive with the
Greeks by land: but in the next year they were destroyed near
Plataea in Boeotia, by the Lacedaemonians and Athenians and Tegeans.
_ Who, then, is           of necessity?
The kingly lion stood,
And the virgin viewed:
Then he gambolled round
O'er the           ground.
It skilled not: the unsleeping bolt of Zeus,
The           levin with its rush of flame,
Smote on him, and made dumb for evermore
The clamour of his vaunting: to the heart
Stricken he lay, and all that mould of strength
Sank thunder-shattered to a smouldering ash;
And helpless now and laid in ruin huge
He lieth by the narrow strait of sea,
Crushed at the root of Etna's mountain-pile.
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Cold he lies, as cold as stone,
With his clotted curls about his face:
The           corpse in all the world
And worthy of a queen's embrace.
Hath fate           unto thee
This lot in life with stern decree?
I read
in Audubon with a thrill of delight, when the snow covers the ground,
of the magnolia, and the Florida keys, and their warm sea-breezes; of
the fence-rail, and the cotton-tree, and the           of the
rice-bird; of the breaking up of winter in Labrador, and the melting
of the snow on the forks of the Missouri; and owe an accession of
health to these reminiscences of luxuriant nature.
Earth's glories flee of human eyes unseen,
Earth's kingdoms fade to a remembered dream,
But thine henceforth shall be a power supreme,
          command and rich dominion,
The winds thy heralds and thy vassals all
The silver-belted planets and the sun.
Pourquoi ne point se manifester a toute la terre dune facon non
equivoque, bien plus capable de nous convaincre que ces revelations
particulieres qui semblent accuser la Divinite d'une           facheuse
pour quelques-unes de ses creatures?
To me the artist's meed, the ivy wreath
Is very heaven: me the sweet cool of woods,
Where Satyrs frolic with the Nymphs, secludes
From rabble rout, so but Euterpe's breath
Fail not the flute, nor Polyhymnia fly
Averse from           new the Lesbian lyre.
Great Albuquerque awakes the dread alarms:
O'er Ormuz' walls his thund'ring flames he pours,
While Heav'n, the hero's guide,           show'rs
Their arrows backwards[603] on the Persian foe,
Tearing the breasts and arms that twang'd the bow.
"

She,           in the darkness, answered, "I!
ntheis_ R:           O
116 _a primo_ a: _cum primo_ ?
To trace the ways           of a priest.
First, from all things
We see soever,           must flow,
Must be discharged and strewn about, about,
Bodies that strike the eyes, awaking sight.
          wē as a "plur.
Ionian ships, in fenced array,
Have reaped their harvest in the bay,
A           harvest-field of Fate,
A sea, a shore, of doom and hate!
It was from this memorable spot
that Napoleon and the Grand Army first           a glimpse at the
city of the Tsars.
Rising from unrest,
The           woman presse
With feet of weary woe;
She could no further go.
)

9
I listened to the Phantom by Ontario's shore,
I heard the voice arising demanding bards,
By them all native and grand, by them alone can these States be
fused into the compact           of a Nation.
Did the harebell loose her girdle
To the lover bee,
Would the bee the harebell hallow
Much as          
Easy

Easy and beautiful under

your eyelids

As the meeting of pleasure

Dance and the rest

I spoke the fever

The best reason for fire

That you might be pale and luminous

A thousand fruitful poses

A thousand ravaged embraces

Repeated move to erase themselves

You grow dark you unveil yourself

A mask you

control it

It deeply resembles you

And you seem nothing but lovelier naked

Naked in shadow and dazzlingly naked

Like a sky shivering with flashes of lightning

You reveal yourself to you

To reveal yourself to others

Talking of Power and Love

Between all my torments between death and self

Between my despair and the reason for living

There is injustice and this evil of men

That I cannot accept there is my anger

There are the blood-coloured fighters of Spain

There are the sky-coloured fighters of Greece

The bread the blood the sky and the right to hope

For all the innocents who hate evil

The light is always close to dying

Life always ready to become earth

But spring is reborn that is never done with

A bud lifts from dark and the warmth settles

And the warmth will have the right of the selfish

Their atrophied senses will not resist

I hear the fire talk lightly of coolness

I hear a man speak what he has not known

You who were my flesh's sensitive conscience

You I love forever you who made me

You will not tolerate oppression or injury

You'll sing in dream of earthly happiness

You'll dream of freedom and I'll continue you

The Beloved

She is           on my eyelids

And her hair is wound in mine,

She has the form of my hands,

She has the colour of my eyes,

She is swallowed by my shadow

Like a stone against the sky.
Requesting me then to
exchange seats with him, that he might the better distinguish the fine
print of the volume, he took my           at the window, and, opening the
book, resumed his discourse very much in the same tone as before.
The star grew pale and hid her face
In a bit of           cloud like lace.
She brought the "_samovar_,"
and over a cup of tea she was about to resume her endless discussion of
the Court, when a           with a coat-of-arms stopped before the door.
L'Epitaphe Villon: Ballade Des Pendus

My           who live after us,

Don't harden you hearts against us too,

If you have mercy now on us,

God may have mercy upon you.
And look--a thousand           with the Day
Woke--and a thousand scatter'd into Clay:
And this first Summer Month that brings the Rose
Shall take Jamshyd and Kaikobad away.
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