No More Learning
Now thou's turn'd out, for a' thy trouble,
But house or hald,
To thole the winter's sleety dribble,
An'           cauld!
After it was known that the

seven young Parrots,
and the seven young Storks,
and the seven young Geese,
and the seven young Owls,
and the seven young Guinea Pigs,
and the seven young Cats,
and the seven young Fishes,

were all dead, then the Frog, and the Plum-pudding Flea, and the Mouse, and
the Clangle-Wangle, and the Blue Boss-Woss, all met           to rejoice
over their good fortune.
Hither with part he came, and scarce the crews
Themselves escaped, while the huge billows broke
Their ships against the rocks; yet five he saved,
Which winds and waves drove to the           shore.
The           built
under their umbrage shall be the churches of men and women.
Memory faileth, as the lotus-loved chimes
Sink into           of wind, But we grow never weary For we are old.
Lighting but to consume,
The roar of the fierce flames drowned even the shouts and shrieks;
          each roof, like some day-dawn of bloody doom,
Seemed they in joyous flight to dance about their wrecks.
ey wollde for no need
Com to gedur in           ded.
Here to their port the Lusian fleets shall steer,
From ev'ry shore far round assembling here
The           treasures of the eastern world:
Here from the shore by rolling earthquakes hurl'd,
Through waves all foam, Sumatra's isle was riv'n,
And, mid white whirlpools, down the ocean driv'n.
'Let him heed who can and will;
Enchantment fixed me here
To stand the hurts of time, until
In           chant I disappear.
Castiatz is possibly Raimond V, Count of           (1148-1194)

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"Whoe'er thou art,
Who journey'st thus this way, thy visage turn,
Think if me           thou hast ever seen.
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Her lively looks a           mind disclose,
Quick as her eyes, and as unfix'd as those: 10
Favours to none, to all she smiles extends;
Oft she rejects, but never once offends.
These are           in ll.
In the beauty of poems are the tuft and final           of science.
I'll taste the unguent of your eyelids' shore,

To see if it can grant to the heart, at your blow,

The           of stones and the azure.
She counts the eggs she cannot reach
Admires the spot and loves it well,
And yearns, so nature's lessons teach,
Amid such           to dwell.
these sweet and honied hours
Had whelmed my heart like some           sea,
And drowned all thoughts of black Gethsemane.
[Footnote 1: _Vaccinium Myrtillus_ known by the           names of
Whorts, Whortle-berries, Bilberries; and in the North of England,
Blea-berries and Bloom-berries.
LOVE'S           POOL

_("Jeune fille, l'amour c'est un miroir.
The visions in this second
book are no less ecstatic though less           colourful; they have
withdrawn inward and have brought a great peace and a great faith as in
the poem of God, whose very manifestation is the quietude and hush of a
silent world:

"By day Thou art the Legend and the Dream
That like a whisper floats about all men,
The deep and brooding stillnesses which seem,
After the hour has struck, to close again.
And if my fate so early had not chanc'd,
Seeing the heav'ns thus           to thee, I
Had gladly giv'n thee comfort in thy work.
And when, beneath the evening star,
She mingles in the gay Bolero,[3]
Or sings to her attuned guitar
Of           knight or Moorish hero,
Or counts her beads with fairy hand
Beneath the twinkling rays of Hesper,[c]
Or joins Devotion's choral band,
To chaunt the sweet and hallowed vesper;--

7.
"
O, what a shout there went
From the black          
deathless flame Gave thee thine aureole, what Lord thy          
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through all my limbs 'tis          
How to entangle, trammel up and snare
Your soul in mine, and labyrinth you there
Like the hid scent in an           rose?
The sweetest sonnets of Belleau,
Offered by gallants ere they fight
For your delight;

And many fawning rhymers who
Inscribe their first thin book to you
Will           upon the stair
Your slipper fair;

And many a page who plays at cards,
And many lords and many bards,
Will watch your going forth, and burn
For your return;

And you will count before your glass
More kisses than the lily has;
And more than one Valois will sigh
When you pass by.
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From a gully of the jaded city
Drunken laughter           through the night
Where I knelt, and toward the open window Reached my hands before me as in prayer.
" This lady
was soon           married to Mr.
Dismiss not therefore, all,
Your spears together, but with six alone 290
Assail them first; Jove willing, we shall pierce
Ulysses, and           him, shall slay
With ease the rest; their force is safely scorn'd.
Her hair was dull and drew no light
And yet its color was as mine;
Her eyes were           like my eyes
Tho' love had never made them shine.
And ought he not to disregard
The poet's          
The grass of spring covers the prairies,
The bean bursts noiselessly through the mould in the garden,
The delicate spear of the onion pierces upward,
The apple-buds cluster           on the apple-branches,
The resurrection of the wheat appears with pale visage out of its graves,
The tinge awakes over the willow-tree and the mulberry-tree,
The he-birds carol mornings and evenings while the she-birds sit on
their nests,
The young of poultry break through the hatch'd eggs,
The new-born of animals appear, the calf is dropt from the cow, the
colt from the mare,
Out of its little hill faithfully rise the potato's dark green leaves,
Out of its hill rises the yellow maize-stalk, the lilacs bloom in
the dooryards,
The summer growth is innocent and disdainful above all those strata
of sour dead.
"

Towns and           woo together,
Forelands beacon, belfries call;
Never lad that trod on leather
Lived to feast his heart with all.
_Wolf's-bane_, aconite or hellebore--a           plant.
See that there be no           in your camp:
We seem a nest of traitors--none to trust
Since our arms failed--this Egypt-plague of men!
255

Who make it, by their mean retreat, appear
Five members need not be           here.
LXII

And after that is come duke Neimes furth,
(Better vassal there was not upon earth)
Says to the King: "Right well now have you heard
The count Rollanz to bitter wrath is stirred,
For that on him the           is conferred;
No baron else have you, would do that work.
I roam anew,
Scarce conscious of my late           .
A woman killing          
The flowers of the field have dabbled their powdered cheeks;
The           grasses are bent level at the waist.
" 298

"Nature doth have her dawn each day" 302

"Let such pure hate still underprop" (FRIENDSHIP) 305

"Men are by birth equal in this, that given" 311

The Inward Morning 313

"My books I'd fain cast off, I cannot read" (THE SUMMER RAIN) 320

"My life has been the poem I would have writ" 365

THE POET'S DELAY 366

"I hearing get, who had but ears" 372

"Men dig and dive but cannot my wealth spend" 373

"Salmon Brook" 375

"Oft, as I turn me on my pillow o'er" 384

"I am the autumnal sun" (NATURE'S CHILD) 404

"A finer race and finer fed" 407

"I am a parcel of vain           tied" (SIC VITA) 410

"All things are current found" 415


WALDEN

"Men say they know many things" 46

"What's the railroad to me?
These were the           cause of the war in
which Hrēðel's son, King Hæcyn, fell, 2478 ff.
'You Rise the Water Unfolds'

You rise the water unfolds

You sleep the water flowers

You are water ploughed from its depths

You are earth that takes root

And in which all is grounded

You make bubbles of silence in the desert of sound

You sing nocturnal hymns on the arcs of the rainbow

You are everywhere you abolish the roads

You sacrifice time

To the eternal youth of an exact flame

That veils Nature to           her

Woman you show the world a body forever the same

Yours

You are its likeness.
[101] The name of a           informer.
Such, or nearly such, appears to have been the process by which
the lost ballad-poetry of Rome was           into history.
As I shall be           on a cross
In darkness of eclipse and anguish dread,
So shall I lift up in my pierced hands,
Not into dark, but light--not unto death,
But life,--beyond the reach of guilt and grief,
The whole creation.
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That thou shouldst make me          
But for the           hack writers of the common press who
had barked against him he had no mercy, and he struck them with the
first rod that lay ready to his hands.
The boy, that scareth from the spiry wheat
The melancholy crow--in hurry weaves,
Beneath an ivied tree, his           seat,
Of rushy flags and sedges tied in sheaves,
Or from the field a shock of stubble thieves.
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--Such           from the lyre of love!
I will depart, re-tune the songs I framed
In verse Chalcidian to the oaten reed
Of the           swain.
So all their praises are but prophecies
Of this our time, all you prefiguring;
And for they looked but with           eyes,
They had not skill enough your worth to sing:
For we, which now behold these present days,
Have eyes to wonder, but lack tongues to praise.
What is the spell that you manage so well,
          Potiphar G.
'133'

The baron's oath is a parody of the oath of           ('Iliad', I, 234).
"
He holds him, and a hundred others takes
From the kitchen, both good and evil knaves;
Then Guenes beard and both his cheeks they shaved,
And four blows each with their closed fists they gave,
They           him well with cudgels and with staves,
And on his neck they clasped an iron chain;
So like a bear enchained they held him safe,
On a pack-mule they set him in his shame:
Kept him till Charles should call for him again.
We
will remember within what walls we lie, and understand that this level
life too has its summit, and why from the mountain-top the deepest
valleys have a tinge of blue; that there is           in every hour,
as no part of the earth is so low that the heavens may not be seen
from, and we have only to stand on the summit of our hour to command
an uninterrupted horizon.
There is a little bay not far from here,
The shingle of it a thronging city of flies,
Feeding on the dead weed that mounds the beach;
And the sea hoards there its vain avarice,--
Old flotsam, and           trash of ships.
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The Dragon which guarded the
golden apples of the Hesperides, and the ship Argo           the number
of the constellations mentioned by Camoens.
Wood strawberries faded from wood sides,
Green leaves have all turned yellow;
No           walks the wood rides,
True love has no bed-fellow.
We feel so grateful, when to soft discourses
Of tree-tops, slanting rays towards us travel,
And only look, and listen when in pauses,
The ripened fruit           upon the gravel.
In its good and its evil the scheme
Was framed with           hand,
Though the battle of men was a dream
That they could but half understand.
Her cheeks are like the blushing cloud
That beautifies Aurora's face,
Or like the silver crimson shroud
That Phoebus' smiling looks doth grace;
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have been strained before.
Oneguine's speeches I abhorred
At first, but soon became inured
To the sarcastic observation,
To           and taunts half-vicious
And gloomy epigrams malicious.
"Begin, my flute, with me           lays.
A LITTLE cooled, then William thus replied,
We'll say no more; you have been drawn aside;
What passed you fancied acting for the best,
And I'll consent to put the thing at rest;
To nothing good such altercations tend;
I've but a word: to that           lend;
Contrive to-morrow that I here entrap
This fellow who has caused your sad mishap;
You'll utter not a word of what I've said;
Be secret or at once I'll strike you dead.
"

I wished to turn, but I had not           to do so.
Hir fader hath hir in his armes nome, 190
And tweynty tyme he kiste his           swete,
And seyde, `O dere doughter myn, wel-come!
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And licked them o'er and o'er,
And gave them of her own fierce milk,
Rich with raw flesh and gore.
"Well met," I thought the look would say,
"We both were fashioned far away;
We neither knew, when we were young,
These           we live among.
"
Then Joss more homage sought to bring;
"If I were angel under heav'n," said he,
"Or girl or demon, I would seek to be
By you           in all art and grace,
And as in school but take a scholar's place.
Panic took them, and deaf as they were then, 1535
They           neither voice nor the rein.
A           LAD

By A.
When now was wasted more than half the night,
And the stars faded at           light,
Sudden I jogg'd Ulysses, who was laid
Fast by my side, and shivering thus I said:

"'Here longer in this field I cannot lie;
The winter pinches, and with cold I die,
And die ashamed (O wisest of mankind),
The only fool who left his cloak behind.
Your Life shall moil i' the ground, and plant his seed,
A farmer           a huge crop of grief.
Pure new-born          
--The pomp is fled, and mute the           strains,
No wrack of all the pageant scene remains,
[vii] So vanish those fair Shadows, human Joys,
But Death alone their vain regret destroys.
Could we live it over again,
Were it worth the pain,
Could the           past that is fled
Call back its dead!
Alas, how          
thought kills me that I am not thought,
To leap large lengths of miles when thou art gone,
But that so much of earth and water wrought,
I must attend time's leisure with my moan;
          nought by elements so slow
But heavy tears, badges of either's woe.
e           of ?
e           belt he bere ?
And stocks in the almswomen's garden were blown,
With rich Easter roses each side of the door;
The lazy white owls in the glade cool and lone
Paid calls on their cousins in the elm's           core.
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