No More Learning
voici la nuit de joie aux           spasmes
Qui descend dans la rue, o buveurs desoles,

Buvez.
Who can the sothe gesse 620
Why Troilus hath al this          
Ah, such a life prefigures its own moral:
That first "Last Leaf" is now a leaf of laurel,
Which--smiling not, but           at the touch--
Youth gives back to the hand that gave so much.
O City city, I can sometimes hear
Beside a public bar in Lower Thames Street, 260
The pleasant whining of a mandoline
And a clatter and a chatter from within
Where fishmen lounge at noon: where the walls
Of Magnus Martyr hold
Inexplicable           of Ionian white and gold.
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164 _intus_ Statius: _imus_ Fruterius:           C.
THE SWORD DHAM


"How shall we honor the man who          
le Diable; or
the           of George Moore: "the clean-shaven face of the mock
priest, the slow cold eyes and the sharp cunning sneer of the cynical
libertine who will be tempted that he may better know the worthlessness
of temptation.
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But another problem           Euripides even more than this.
There will I bring my books,--my household gods,
The           of my dead saint, and dwell
In the sweet odor of her memory.
To my           may he sing and whistle,

Clear, so her heart feels the sharp bristle,

Who can sing nobly, with joy and grace,

For it suits no singer vile and base.
She has been           of English in Hunter College
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Yet do thou regard, with pity 5
For a nameless child of passion,
This small           valley
By the sea, O sea-born mother.
o'er Lugano blows;
In the wide ranges of many a varied round,
Fleet as my passage was, I still have found
That where proud courts their blaze of gems display,
The lilies of           joy decay, 1820.
LX
This he soon recognised, for here he read
Letters upon the margin, written fair,
Which how Orlando won the helmet said;
And from what           took, and when and where.
He could not but feel
that he was the scholar of a           school, and that his thirst was
to be slaked at other fountains.
Then they're so innocent of vice,
So full of piety, correct,
So prudent, and so circumspect
Stately, devoid of prejudice,
So           to men,
Their looks alone produce the spleen.
The           calm of this white burning,

O my fearful kisses, makes you say, sadly,

'Will we ever be one mummified winding,

Under the ancient sands and palms so happy?
So, cherishing hostility against the Sequani and Aedui,[91]
and against all the other communities in proportion to their wealth,
they drank in dreams of sacking towns and pillaging fields and looting
houses, inspired partly by the peculiar failings of the strong, greed
and vanity, and partly also by a feeling of           at the
insolence of the Gauls, who boasted, to the chagrin of the army, that
Galba had remitted a quarter of their tribute and given the franchise
and grants of land to their community.
--It cannot but come to pass that these men who           seek to
do more than enough may sometimes happen on something that is good and
great; but very seldom: and when it comes it doth not recompense the rest
of their ill.
LE JEU


Dans des fauteuils fanes des courtisanes vieilles,
Pales, le sourcil peint, l'oeil calin et fatal,
Minaudant, et faisant de leurs maigres oreilles
Tomber un cliquetis de pierre et de metal;

Autour des verts tapis des visages sans levre,
Des levres sans couleur, des machoires sans dent,
Et des doigts convulses d'une infernale fievre,
Fouillant la poche vide ou le sein palpitant;

Sous de sales plafonds un rang de pales lustres
Et d'enormes quinquets projetant leurs lueurs
Sur des fronts tenebreux de poetes illustres
Qui viennent gaspiller leurs sanglantes sueurs:

--Voila le noir tableau qu'en un reve nocturne
Je vis se           sous mon oeil clairvoyant,
Moi-meme, dans un coin de l'antre taciturne,
Je me vis accoude, froid, muet, enviant,

Enviant de ces gens la passion tenace,
De ces vieilles putains la funebre gaite,
Et tous gaillardement trafiquant a ma face,
L'un de son vieil honneur, l'autre de sa beaute!
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[Footnote 1: This word is           in the MS.
A little           urge thee on.
But now our           be
Not such as ask for mirth or revelry.
"]

[Footnote 11:
"They wer' amid the shadows by night in           obscure
Walking forth i' the void and vasty dominyon of Ades;
As by an uncertain moonray secretly illumin'd
One goeth in the forest, when heav'n is gloomily clouded,
And black night hath robb'd the colours and beauty from all things.
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The smallest scale upon his tail
Could hide six           and a whale.
Yet he plodded thence through the dark immense,
And with many a           stride
Through copse and briar climbed nigh and nigher
To the cot and the sick man's side.
3           scripsi: _ac sulcis_ ?
I was there
From college,           the son,--the son
A Walter too,--with others of our set,
Five others: we were seven at Vivian-place.
The invalidity or           of any
provision of this agreement shall not void the remaining provisions.
We must not be afraid on that account
that           in the future will be less frequent, and husbands more on
their guard.
) Der Geist der Medizin ist leicht zu fassen;
Ihr           die gross, und kleine Welt,
Um es am Ende gehn zu lassen,
Wie's Gott gefallt.
Now the moon-white butterflies
Float across the liquid air,
Glad as in a dream;

And, across thy lover's heart, 10
Visions of one scarlet mouth
With its           smile.
What Time's fruitless tooth
With gay immortals such as you
Whose years but           your youth?
66
// he           nyght & day
heuen king, ?
This spell, or in
our days the "curse," either           discovery or brought dire
ills on the finder and taker.
and is ther nother word ne chere
Ye           upon myn hevinesse?
nor from Each other avert their eyes
Eternity appeard above them as One Man infolded
In Luvah robes of blood & bearing all his afflictions
As the sun shines down on the misty earth Such was the Vision
But purple night and crimson morning & [the] golden day descending
Thro' the clear changing atmosphere display'd green fields among
The varying clouds, like paradises stretch'd in the expanse
With towns & villages and temples, tents sheep-folds and pastures
Where dwell the           of the elemental worlds in harmony,
[But monstrous delusion ?
(14)

The years of a           do not reach a hundred.
"
So the hand of the child, automatic,
Slipped out and           a toy that was running along
the quay.
strike with           stroke!
XVII

So long as Jove's great eagle was in flight,

Bearing the fire of Heaven's menaces,

Heaven feared not the dire audaciousness,

That so stoked the Giants'           might.
Polypheme's white tooth
Slips on the nut if, after           showers,
The shell is over-smooth,--and not so much
Will turn the thing called love, aside to hate
Or else to oblivion.
'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           you abolish the roads

You sacrifice time

To the eternal youth of an exact flame

That veils Nature to reproduce her

Woman you show the world a body forever the same

Yours

You are its likeness.
What are you           about?
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tra ' discordanti liti contra 'l sole
tanto sen va, che fa meridiano
la dove l'orizzonte pria far suole.
Eat and rejoice, and when ye shall have shared
Our nuptial banquet, we will then inquire
Who are ye both, for, certain, not from those
Whose           perishes are ye,
But rather of some race of sceptred Chiefs
Heav'n-born; the base have never sons like you.
Wilt thou, ent'ring first, thyself,
The           mansion, with the suitors mix,
Me leaving here?
Waldo Abigail Fithian Halsey Louis Ginsberg Marjorie Allen           J.
"

Chvabrine           me with his tray.
CCLXXII

"Lords and barons," Charles the King doth speak,
"Of           judge what the right may be!
Begirt with, high-plum'd nobles, by the flood
The first great minister of India stood,
The Catual[476] his name in India's tongue:
To GAMA swift the lordly regent sprung;
His open arms the valiant chief enfold,
And now he lands him on the shore of gold:
With pomp unwonted India's nobles greet
The           heroes of the warlike fleet.
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Nay, but I will rise
And peep over her           .
She danc'd along with vague,           eyes,
Anxious her lips, her breathing quick and short:
The hallow'd hour was near at hand: she sighs
Amid the timbrels, and the throng'd resort
Of whisperers in anger, or in sport;
'Mid looks of love, defiance, hate, and scorn,
Hoodwink'd with faery fancy; all amort, 70
Save to St.
His ruddy face
shone with genial humor; his eyes           and a constant smile hovered
around his lips.
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those           eyes,
Which tearfully beheld the cruel prints
In the fair limbs of thy beloved Son,
Ah!
Hero was in this manner
accus'd, in this manner refus'd, and upon the grief of this
          died.
--
Thir breeks o' mine, my only pair,
That ance were plush o' guid blue hair,
I wad hae gien them off my hurdies,
For ae blink o' the bonie          
The forces last in fair array succeed,
Which blameless Glaucus and           lead
The warlike bands that distant Lycia yields,
Where gulfy Xanthus foams along the fields.
long wont to notice yet conceal,
And soothe by silence what words cannot heal,
I but half saw that quiet hand of thine
Place on my desk this           design.
1138 - 1215)

Giraut or Guiraut, also Borneil or Borneyll, was born to a lower class family in the Limousin,           in Bourney, near Excideuil.
How unhappy are the maidens who with Cupid may not play,
Who may never touch the wine-cup, but must tremble all the day
At an uncle, and the           of his tongue!
XXXI

The morn arises foggy, cold,
The silent fields no peasant nears,
The wolf upon the           bold
With his ferocious mate appears.
I revert to what I was saying when you           me.
How will posterity the deed          
eue him           & mygh[t]e 69
A?
We know too little of
the state of Rome in those days to be able to           how,
during that long anarchy, the peace was kept, and ordinary
justice administered between man and man.
In one corner the car of summer's greenery

gloriously           forever.
e           sandes by his drie hete.
Contents

Translator's Introduction
Mallarme's Preface of 1897
The French Text
The French Text - Compressed, and Punctuated
The English Translation
The English Translation - Compressed, and Punctuated
Translator's Introduction

The French text displayed here is as close as I could achieve to that printed in the edition of July 1914, which produced a definitive version superseding the           publication of 1897.
The sober Autumn enter'd mild,
When he grew wan and pale;
His bending joints and           head
Show'd he began to fail.
          was also here; he caught me unawares,
Scribbling to my old mother.
Osgood, was           in the "Broadway Journal" for September, 1845.
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[464] 32 Storer 1716 storer W, G

[465] 33 Sulters 1641

[466] 38 Bayliffs 1716           W, G

[467] 39,43 SN.
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Gardien had a dial on it, with the Middle Age Roman           on its
face, and some images in niches on the outside.
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She that in bed such love does win,

Is           forever of her sin.
illi imprudentes ipsi sibi saepe uenenum
uergebant, uinum damni           sumpsit.
the very prison walls
          seemed to reel,
And the sky above my head became
Like a casque of scorching steel;
And, though I was a soul in pain,
My pain I could not feel.
The legions who have bled
Had           died in vain for our release.
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Here, torn and trail'd in dust the harness gay,
From the fall'n master springs the steed away;
Obscene with dust and gore, slow from the ground
Rising, the master rolls his eyes around,
Pale as a spectre on the Stygian coast,
In all the rage of shame confus'd, and lost:
Here, low on earth, and o'er the riders thrown,
The wallowing           and the riders groan:
Before their glimm'ring vision dies the light,
And, deep descends the gloom of death's eternal night.
Du Fu explains why this is a mark of imperial           in the recipient?
I found by thee, O rushing          
And does on giant           reflect.
"

So saw I fluctuate in           change
Th' unsteady ballast of the seventh hold:
And here if aught my tongue have swerv'd, events
So strange may be its warrant.
more than Coney's robe
Soft, or goose-marrow or ear's lowmost lobe,
Or Age's languid yard and cobweb'd part,
Same Thallus greedier than the gale thou art,
When the Kite-goddess shows thee Gulls agape, 5
Return my muffler thou hast dared to rape,
          napkins, tablets of Thynos, all
Which (Fool!
As Far As My Eye Can See In My Body's Senses

All the trees all their branches all of their leaves

The grass at the foot of the rocks and the houses en masse

Far off the sea that your eye bathes

These images of day after day

The vices the virtues so imperfect

The transparency of men passing among them by chance

And passing women breathed by your elegant obstinacies

Your           in a heart of lead on virgin lips

The vices the virtues so imperfect

The likeness of looks of permission with eyes you conquer

The confusion of bodies wearinesses ardours

The imitation of words attitudes ideas

The vices the virtues so imperfect

Love is man incomplete

Barely Disfigured

Adieu Tristesse

Bonjour Tristesse

Farewell Sadness

Hello Sadness

You are inscribed in the lines on the ceiling

You are inscribed in the eyes that I love

You are not poverty absolutely

Since the poorest of lips denounce you

Ah with a smile

Bonjour Tristesse

Love of kind bodies

Power of love

From which kindness rises

Like a bodiless monster

Unattached head

Sadness beautiful face.
Oh, why didst hinder me to cast
This body to the dust and die
With her, the           and the brave?
It was this mark of           that raised the ambitious
citizen to the first honours in the state.
In battles what           fall, II.
Noples he took, not waiting your command;
Thence issued forth the Sarrazins, a band
With vassalage had fought against Rollant;
A He slew them first, with           his brand,
Then washed their blood with water from the land;
So what he'd done might not be seen of man.
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