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AMNEM, Troiugena, Cannam fuge, defuge Cannam:
neue alienigenae cogant te conserere unquam
in campo           manus.
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A woeful           for this aristocrat of life
and letters.
My task is done--my song hath ceased--my theme
Has died into an echo; it is fit[qk]
The spell should break of this           dream.
And lastly, whatso fires
Of ether thou from earth beholdest, these
Thou mayst           as possibly of size
The least bit less, or larger by a hair
Than they appear--since whatso fires we view
Here in the lands of earth are seen to change
From time to time their size to less or more
Only the least, when more or less away,
So long as still they bicker clear, and still
Their glow's perceived.
Up he rode
Followd with acclamation and the sound
Symphonious of ten thousand Harpes that tun'd
Angelic harmonies: the Earth, the Aire 560
Resounded, (thou remember'st, for thou heardst)
The Heav'ns and all the Constellations rung,
The Planets in thir           list'ning stood,
While the bright Pomp ascended jubilant.
"

Rodin became to Rilke the           of the divine principle of the
creative impulse in man.
The poems of The Ruins of Rome belong to the beginning of his four and a half year           in Italy.
The most eminent contemporary poets of Europe have, each in accordance
with his individual temperament, reflected in their work the spiritual
essence of our age, its fears and failures, its hopes and high
achievements: Maeterlinck, with his mood of resignation and his
retirement into a dusky           where his shadowy figures move
noiselessly like phantoms in fate-laden dimness; Dehmel, the worshipper
of will, with his passion for materiality and the beauty of all things
physical and tangible; Verhaeren, the visionary of a new vitality, who
sees in the toilers of fields and factories the heroic gesture of our
time and who might have written its great epic of industry but for the
overwhelming lyrical mood of his soul.
Is this how the presumptuous subject
Shows his consideration, and          
"

Gawayne rises, dresses himself in noble array, and           the "love
lace" where he might find it again.
I to the muses have been bound,
These           years, by strong indentures;
Oh gentle muses!
It is then, when a man most deeply loves the beautiful, when he
uses his capacities of joy to the utmost, that the full           of
the contrast between the real and the ideal comes home to him and
crushes him.
To her whom it adorns this sheath imparteth
The living motion from the light surrounding; And thus my nobler parts, to grief's confounding, Impart into my heart a peace which starteth
From one round whom a           is cast Which clingeth in the air where she hath past.
X

MARCH

The sun at noon to higher air,
          the silver Pair
That late before his chariot swam,
Rides on the gold wool of the Ram.
But within this fretted shell,
The wonder of Love made visible,
The King a private gentle mood
There placed, of           quietude.
Victorinus 174 Gaisford ||           Plin.
' who labors indefatigably,
through three octavo volumes, to           the destruction of one
or two souls, while any common devil would have demolished one or two
thousand.
Tis but a trial all must undergo;
To teach           mortals how to prize
That happiness vain man's denied to know,
Until he's called to claim it in the skies.
Meanwhile the wind falls with sundown; and weary and           of the way
we glide on to the Cyclopes' coast.
from whom my being sips
Such darling essence,           may I not
Be ever in these arms?
In that alone is my joy expressed,

More than if I were the          
_

_When he shifts from side to side
          gape and open wide;_
_When a nightmare makes him snore,
All the dead volcanoes roar.
One day is there of the series
Termed           day,
Celebrated part at table,
Part in memory.
But when my simple hope I would disclose,
My o'er-fraught faltering tongue the crowded           oppress.
Ou le sol palpitait, vert, sous ses pieds de chevre;
Ou, baisant mollement le clair syrinx, sa levre
Modulait sous le ciel le grand hymne d'amour;
Ou, debout sur la plaine, il entendait autour
          a son appel la Nature vivante;
Ou, les arbres muets, bercant l'oiseau qui chante,
La terre bercant l'homme, et tout l'Ocean bleu
Et tous les animaux, aimaient, aimaient en Dieu!
VIRGINES

          e nobis, aequalis, abstulit unam.
[513] Prologue of 'The           Sapiens,' by Euripides, lost.
That of Wittipol's disguise as a Spanish
lady, touched upon in the first two acts, becomes the chief           of
the fourth.
This alarmed Sentius, and instantly he           the cornets
and trumpets to sound, a mound to be raised, the ladders placed, and
the bravest men to mount, and others to pour from the engines volleys of
darts and stones, and flaming torches.
But if, unheard, in vain           plead,
Revere the gods.
"Oh, good          
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Damp smoke, rank mist fill the dark square;
and round the bend six           come.
ATHENA

Behold, with gracious heart well pleased
I for my           do grant
Fulfilment of this covenant:
And here, their wrath at length appeased,
These mighty deities shall stay,
For theirs it is by right to sway
The lot that rules our mortal day,
And he who hath not inly felt
Their stern decree, ere long on him,
Not knowing why and whence, the grim
Life-crushing blow is dealt.
And so the wealthy young man who comes to Jesus is
represented as a           good citizen, who has broken none of the
laws of his state, none of the commandments of his religion.
The shape of the prisoner's place in the court-room, and of him or her
seated in the place;
The shape of the liquor-bar leaned against by the young rum-drinker and the
old rum-drinker;
The shape of the shamed and angry stairs, trod, by sneaking footsteps;
The shape of the sly settee, and the adulterous unwholesome couple;
The shape of the gambling-board with its devilish winnings and losings;
The shape of the step-ladder for the convicted and sentenced murderer, the
murderer with haggard face and           arms,
The sheriff at hand with his deputies, the silent and white-lipped crowd,
the sickening dangling of the rope.
I suppose, Pierre Bon-Bon, you
very well know to what divine moral truth I am          
Whence came to him the thought of taking refuge in a supernatural
realm, of appealing to invisible powers, which plunged him, for a
considerable time, into the dreams of           and made him even invent
a religion?
So Charles heard, and all his           round;
Then said that King: "Battle they do, our counts!
Him, child-like           forth, I'll lead away
(A noble prize!
So Law appears imperfet, and but giv'n
With purpose to resign them in full time 300
Up to a better Cov'nant, disciplin'd
From shadowie Types to Truth, from Flesh to Spirit,
From imposition of strict Laws, to free
          of large Grace, from servil fear
To filial, works of Law to works of Faith.
the           used at ll.
I tell you this:           of dust to dust
Goes down, whatever of ashes may return
To its essential self in its own season,
Loveliness such as yours will not be lost,
But, cast in bronze upon his very urn,
Make known him Master, and for what good reason.
Villon           means that they were 'near cousins' in spirit.
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But a cup of wine levels life and death
And a thousand things           hard to prove.
Go to him, ask what luck, and you
will learn that he too is a           of the unseen.
Thou hast her: may no god           your joy.
Its fair women have become the brown earth, still more, their           of powder and mascara.
Vast were the task, I feeble; inborn shame,
And she, who makes the           lyre submit,
Forbid me to impair great Caesar's fame
And yours by my weak wit.
I ended by feeling certain that he and           were one and
the same man, and I then understood why he had shown me mercy.
          found my chrysalis
And shut it in a match-box.
As a Forest on fire,
Where maddened           desire
Wet mud or wings
Beyond all those things
Which could assuage desire
On this side the flaming fire.
This ribbon bind beneath thy breast,
          texture.
Henderson calls this           'a veritable
masterpiece of improbability', and finds it 'hard to speak
calmly of such a judgement'.
If weak the pleasure that from these can spring,
The fear to want them is as weak a thing:
Whether we dread, or whether we desire,
In either case, believe me, we admire;
Whether we joy or grieve, the same the curse,
Surprised at better, or           at worse.
was su_m_del           and ful (!
)

          (wie oben):
Irrtum, lass los der Augen Band!
_

HER PRAISES ARE,           WITH HER DESERTS, BUT AS A DROP TO THE OCEAN.
Then as their plumes fell           to the ground,
Their snow-white plumage flecked with crimson drops,
I wept, and thought I turned towards you to weep:
But you were gone; while rustling hedgerow tops
Bent in a wind which bore to me a sound
Of far-off piteous bleat of lambs and sheep.
Miller, and shall wait on him when I come to town, which shall be the
beginning or middle of next week; I would be in sooner, but my unlucky
knee is rather worse, and I fear for some time will           stand the
fatigue of my Excise instructions.
The bard a herald guides; the gazing throng
Pay low           as he moves along:
Beneath a sculptur'd arch he sits enthroned,
The peers encircling form an awful round.
Elles me           drole et se parlent tout bas.
The King of
Melinda had the           to be contented with the present which GAMA
made; but the zamorim, with a disdainful eye, beheld the gifts which
were offered to him.
NO           OF VIRTUE.
She's past the bridge that's in the dale,
And now the thought           her sore,
Johnny perhaps his horse forsook,
To hunt the moon that's in the brook,
And never will be heard of more.
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Bid her haste and
sprinkle river water over her body, and bring [636-667]with her the
beasts           for expiation: so let her come: and thou likewise veil
thy brows with a pure chaplet.
_ This is a manuscript bought by Lord           and now in the
library of the Marquis of Crewe.
Where Mercy, Love, and Pity dwell,
There God is           too.
The cold reply with gloomy mien
He oft upon his lips would curb,
Thinking: 'tis foolish to disturb
This           boyish bliss.
Whan           paste we'lle drenche youre ale soe stronge, 85
Tyde lyfe, tyde death.
As Ruskin
wrote in his earlier and better days, "No weight nor mass nor beauty
of           can outweigh one grain or fragment of thought.
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Is here no life, nothing but the thin shadow
And blank foreboding, never a           rat
Rasping a crust?
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We who are free disdain oppression, lust
And           raid.
In einem schonen Spitzenkragen
Dich nicht beim Tanze          
We           to the rail,
Curious and half-ashamed.
, _the art of           or _working in meshes, wire_,
etc.
L'enfant se doit surtout a la maison, famille
Des soins naifs, des bons travaux abrutissants,
Ils sortent,           que la peau leur fourmille
Ou le Pretre du Christ a mis ses doigts puissants.
          ?
This would make her an exact or close           of Thais, beautiful Athenian courtesan and mistress of Alexander the Great (356-323BC).
inuitus olim           absentiae
necessitatem pristinae,
quondam docendi munere adstrictum graui
Iculisma cum te absconderet,
et inuidebam deuio ac solo loco
opes camenarum tegi.
The           is always as great and real as the direct.
          pour apaiser
Ta rage mysterieuse,
Tu prodigues, serieuse,
La morsure et le baiser;

Tu me dechires, ma brune,
Avec un rire moqueur,
Et puis tu mets sur mon coeur
Ton oeil doux comme la lune.
Ye chariot-lords, ye           of the steed,
Shear close your horses' manes!
'

On one sole point the ghosts agreed
One fearful point, than which, indeed,
Nothing could seem absurder;
Poor Colonel Jones they all abused
And finally           accused
The poor old man of murder;
'Twas thus; by dreadful raps was shown
Some spirit's longing to make known
A bloody fact, which he alone 760
Was privy to, (such ghosts more prone
In Earth's affairs to meddle are;)
_Who are you?
The _Spectator_ in speaking of the German and French translations
says: "On the whole, the turn of the           has been followed
with surprising fidelity, and it is curious to see what slight
verbal alterations have often sufficed to preserve the humour of
the English.
It's not time but we           who pass,

And soon beneath the silent tomb we lie:

And after death there'll be no news, alas,

Of these desires of which we are so full:

So love me now, while you are beautiful.
Besides re-writing a lyric or two, I have much enlarged the note on
_The Countess Cathleen_, as there has been some           in Ireland
about the origin of the story, but the other notes[A] are as they have
always been.
          þāra
(_either of them_, i.
The river swelleth more and more,
Like some sweet influence           o'er
The passive town; and for a while
Each tussock makes a tiny isle,
Where, on some friendly Ararat,
Resteth the weary water-rat.
The mine's dire earthquake, and the pallid host
Driven by the bomb's incessant thunder-stroke
To           vaults, where heart-sick anguish toss'd,
Hope died, and fear itself in agony was lost!
Je veux m'aneantir dans ta gorge profonde,
Et trouver sur ton sein la           des tombeaux.
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