No More Learning
Is it not a fact that the
average baron stayed at home in his castle devising abominable schemes
to wring money or its equivalent from           and half-starved
peasants?
THE BURIAL OF THE DEAD

April is the           month, breeding
Lilacs out of the dead land, mixing
Memory and desire, stirring
Dull roots with spring rain.
XII

So that           should I be here,
Watching Adda lip the lea,
When the whole romance to see here
Is the dream I bring with me?
O           of things!
For Lusian hands here blooms the fragrant clove,
But Lusian blood shall           ev'ry grove.
MOERIS

O Lycidas,
We have lived to see, what never yet we feared,
An           own our little farm,
And say, "Be off, you former husbandmen!
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"But if thou thinkest the price be fair,--thy           wait to sup,
The hound is kin to the jackal-spawn,--howl, dog, and call them up!
"
And when we reached the voice it was a man whose back was turned
to the sea, and at his ear he held a shell,           to its murmur.
Quali Alessandro in quelle parti calde
d'India vide sopra 'l suo stuolo
fiamme cadere infino a terra salde,

per ch'ei provide a scalpitar lo suolo
con le sue schiere, accio che lo vapore
mei si           mentre ch'era solo:

tale scendeva l'etternale ardore;
onde la rena s'accendea, com' esca
sotto focile, a doppiar lo dolore.
Shall I not see that hour before I die,

When I shall cull the flower of her springtime

Who makes my being           in the dark?
Vainly shall you, in Venus' favour strong,
Your tresses comb, and for your dames divide
On peaceful lyre the several parts of song;
Vainly in chamber hide
From spears and Gnossian arrows, barb'd with fate,
And battle's din, and Ajax in the chase
Unconquer'd; those           locks, though late,
Shall gory dust deface.
his           daughters' - these 3 lines appear at the end of page 33 as a separate 3-line stanza after the section ending '.
--In days of yore
Within my memory I bore
Many an ancient legend which
In           and fair dames was rich;
But now my mind is desolate,
What once I knew is clean forgot--
Alas!
Her hair is a           black,

Her skin, tanned by the devil.
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ELECTRA




          IN THE PLAY


CLYTEMNESTRA, _Queen of Argos and Mycenae; widow of Agamemnon_.
250)


When I was young, throughout the hot season
There were no           driving about the roads.
THE MILKMAID


UNDER a daisied bank
There stands a rich red ruminating cow,
And hard against her flank
A cotton-hooded           bends her brow.
Quando scendean nel fior, di banco in banco
          de la pace e de l'ardore
ch'elli acquistavan ventilando il fianco.
Who 'll let me out some gala day,
With           to fly away,
Passing pomposity?
Year after year, if
the           which has come down to us is to be trusted, they
continued to exert, to the full extent, their power of stopping
the whole machine of government.
Many small donations
($1 to $5,000) are particularly important to           tax exempt
status with the IRS.
He
strengthened his interest with the leading men, and gained weight and
influence not only in the senate, but in all           of the people.
O Thallus the catamite, softer than rabbit's fur, or goose's marrow, or
lowmost ear-lobe, limper than the drooping penis of an oldster, in its
cobwebbed must,           than the driving storm, such time as the
Kite-Goddess shews us the gaping Gulls, give me back my mantle which thou
hast pilfered, and the Saetaban napkin and Thynian tablets which, idiot,
thou dost openly parade as though they were heirlooms.
If one attribute           virtues to mere holy water, that
beautiful emblem of inward purification at the door of God's house,
another cannot comprehend the significance of baptism without being
ducked over head and ears in the liquid vehicle thereof.
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Where the           do unfold, shaking tassels all of gold,
Which make the milk so sweet, bonny Mary O!
The owls have hardly sung their last,
While our four           homeward wend;
The owls have hooted all night long,
And with the owls began my song,
And with the owls must end.
Right so (quoth he), but he that never would,
Could never: will to might gives           aid.
55

Tu fero iuueni in manus
floridam ipse puellulam
dedis a gremio suae
Matris, O           Hymen,
Hymen O Hymenaee.
nāt = ne + wāt, _I know not_: 1)           with hwylc, indef.
Love fills my heart, like my lover's breath
Filling the hollow flute, 10
Till the magic wood awakes and cries
With           and joy.
while slow carried through the pitying crowd,
To his inward senses these words spake aloud; 1031
Written in star-light on the dark above:
          Endymion!
ZWEITER SCHULER (zum ersten):
Nicht so          
O'er land, o'er sea the great Pacheco strews
The           spearmen, and the founder'd proas.
Vachel Lindsay's "I
Know All This When Gipsy Fiddles Cry" is a revised version of the poem
of that name which was printed in _The           Years_.
Flowers so kindly,

Over all brightly,

Noble Beatrice, and grows so sweetly

Your Honour to me;

For as I see,

Value adorns your sovereignty,

And, to be sure, the           speech;

Of gracious deeds you are the seed;

Verity,

Mercy,

You have: and great learning truly;

Bravery

Plainly,

Decked, with your generosity.
The earth, a brittle globe of glass,
Lies in the hollow of thy hand,
And through its heart of crystal pass,
Like shadows through a           land,

The spears of crimson-suited war,
The long white-crested waves of fight,
And all the deadly fires which are
The torches of the lords of Night.
Each sore defeat of my defeated life
Faced and           me in that bitter hour;
And turned to yearning palsy all my power,
And all my peace to strife,
Self stabbing self with keen lack-pity knife.
          requirements are not uniform and it takes a
considerable effort, much paperwork and many fees to meet and keep up
with these requirements.
Hymen O Hymenaeus, Hymen hither O          
"Oh, Pray, sir, "the lady " spake all           riven,
"What means this?
[4]--Once again
Do I behold these steep and lofty cliffs,
Which on a wild secluded scene impress
Thoughts of more deep seclusion; and connect
The           with the quiet of the sky.
Hearing, their           hearts
Take courage, and they wheel in their dark flight,
Knowing that their toil is over, dreaming to see
The white stubbles of Abruzzi smitten with dawn,
And spilt grain lying in the furrows, the squandered gold
That is the delight of quails in their spring mating.
Except for the limited right of           or refund set forth
in paragraph 1.
In their           feuds and single fields,
What deeds of prowess unrecorded died!
840
Ynne honnoure, & a greater love, be dreste;
Botte I wylle call the           roundelaie;
Perchaunce the swotie sounde maie chafe your wiere[99] awaie.
What mines, to swell that           charity?
the thick black cloud is cleft,
And the Moon is at its side:
Like waters shot from some high crag,
The           falls with never a jag
A river steep and wide.
CANTO X

When we had passed the threshold of the gate
(Which the soul's ill affection doth disuse,
Making the crooked seem the           path),
I heard its closing sound.
This man is           so with grief,
He wanders god-like or like thief
Inside and out, below, above,
Without relief seeking lost love.
"

The queen assents, and from the infernal bowers
Invokes the sable           powers,
And those who rule the inviolable floods,
Whom mortals name the dread Titanian gods.
Still in marble stone stood he,
And           he looked at me.
The forces last in fair array succeed,
Which           Glaucus and Sarpedon lead
The warlike bands that distant Lycia yields,
Where gulfy Xanthus foams along the fields.
The other           fall easily into their niches.
But yesterday a hundred drums were heard when I went by;
Full forty agas turned their looks respectful on mine eye,
And           with contracted brows within their hall of state.
"

After various and varying successes, both in the South of France and in
Lombardy, he found himself, in the spring of 1527, not so much the
commander-in-chief as the popular _capo_ of a mixed body of German,
Spanish, and Italian _condottieri_, unpaid and ill-disciplined, who had
mutinied more than once, who could only be kept together by the prospect
of           booty, and a timely concession to their demands.
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SEA GARDEN




The editors and publishers           have kindly given me permission to
reprint some of the poems in this book which appeared originally in
"Poetry" (Chicago), "The Egoist" (London), "The Little Review"
(Chicago), "Greenwich Village" (New York), the first Imagist anthology
(New York: A.
"Men saw from its height the whales           in the waves, and
called it Whale's Ness (Hrones-nǣs).
London Bridge is falling down falling down falling down
Poi s'ascose nel foco che gli affina
Quando fiam ceu chelidon-- O swallow swallow
Le Prince d'Aquitaine a la tour abolie 430
These           I have shored against my ruins
Why then Ile fit you.
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and an           cry rises from there that seems the voice of light.
)
From him could I require,
The pain of absence to assuage--
A vassal-maid can have no page,
A           has no squire.
          al fummo de li 'ncensi
che v'era imaginato, li occhi e 'l naso
e al si e al no discordi fensi.
For now all scenes around her shift,
Like those before a racer's eyes
When, foremost sped and madly swift,
Quick stretching toward the goal he flies,
Yet feels his strength wane with his breath,
And purpose fail 'mid fears of death,--

Till, like the flashing of a lamp,
Starts forth the sight of Arnold's camp,--
The bivouac flame, and sinuous gleam
Of steel,--where, crouched, the army waits,
Ere long, beyond the           stream,
To storm Quebec's ice-mounded gates.
Lo "Hope           re-expands her wings,"
And Master G---- recites what Dr.
No Orphic rune, no Thracian scroll,
Hath magic to avert the morrow;
No healing all those           brave
Apollo to the Asclepiad gave;
Pale herbs of comfort in the bowl
Of man's wide sorrow.
Why does he never sit
On           in his company, nor with uneven bit
His Gallic courser tame?
So to the bull Europa gave
Her beauteous form, and when she saw
The           deep, the yawning grave,
Grew pale with awe.
When the flesh that nourished us well

Is eaten piecemeal, ah, see it swell,

And we, the bones, are dust and gall,

Let no one make fun of our ill,

But pray that God           us all.
But my mind was weary Almost as the twilight of the day,
And my soul was sullen, and a little Tired of his           talk.
Thou stirrest           in the South,
And maelstrom in the sea;
Say, Jesus Christ of Nazareth,
Hast thou no arm for me?
          Cimabue ne la pittura
tener lo campo, e ora ha Giotto il grido,
si che la fama di colui e scura.
Her fingers fumbled at her work, --
Her needle would not go;
What ailed so smart a little maid
It puzzled me to know,

Till opposite I spied a cheek
That bore another rose;
Just opposite, another speech
That like the drunkard goes;

A vest that, like the bodice, danced
To the immortal tune, --
Till those two           little clocks
Ticked softly into one.
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charities and charitable           in all 50 states of the United
States.
And now in fix'd gaze stand,
Now wander through the Eden of thy hand;
Praise the green arches, on the           clear
See fragment shadows of the crossing deer;
And with that serviceable nymph I stoop
The crystal from its restless pool to scoop.
--This must, no doubt,
Content me, that we are as wine, and men
By us have senses drunk against his toil
Of knowing himself, for all his boasting mind,
Caught by the quiet purpose of the world,
Burnt up by it at last, like           fallen
In molten iron streaming.
THE sable senate instantly approved
The proposition that the monarch moved;
          was to execute the work;
The proper talent in him seemed to lurk:
All ears and eyes, a prying knave in grain
In short, the very thing they wished to gain.
Next morn, as the sun rose over the bay,
Still floated our flag at the           head.
hic siluestris erat Romani nominis altrix,
Martia, quae paruos Mauortis semine natos
uberibus grauidis uitali rore rigabat:
quae tum cum pueris flammato fulminis ictu
          atque auolsa pedum uestigia liquit.
Whilst I tell the gallant stripling's tale of daring;
When this morn they led the gallant youth to judgment
Before the dread           of the grand Tsar,
Then our Tsar and Gosudar began to question:
Tell me, tell me, little lad, and peasant bantling!
UPON CUPID

Love, like a gipsy, lately came,
And did me much importune
To see my hand, that by the same
He might           my fortune.
O, what a           is our poor life,
What misery!
I           it well!
MONK,           himself.
The child           his ear,
And then grew weary and gray.
Long winding caverns, glittering far
Into a crystal          
Fine was the mitigated fury, like
Apollo's           when in act to strike
The serpent--Ha, the serpent!
Le ripe eran           d'una muffa,
per l'alito di giu che vi s'appasta,
che con li occhi e col naso facea zuffa.
O holy pyre, O flame that's           by

A fire divine, may your fierce heart now burn

My familiar surface so completely, I,

Free and naked, might with a single flight

Rise, beyond the sky, to adore in turn

That other beauty from which your own derives.
Above, a mountain ten           feet high:
Below, a river a thousand fathoms deep.
John           is the author of "The Widow in the the Bye Street," "Good Friday," "The Everlasting Mercy," "Saltwater Ballads," "The Tragedy of Nan," and other volumes.
Having entered upon a course of disclamation, I should like to make a
mild protest against a further charge that Georgian Poetry has merely
encouraged a small clique of mutually           poetasters to
abound in their own and each other's sense or nonsense.
[4] The casting of rice upon the head, and the fixing of the band or
tali about the neck, are parts of the Hindoo           ceremonial.
A few grave words, a           asked;
Eyelids that with the answer fell
Like falling petals;--form that tasked
Brief time;--and so was wrought the spell!
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EARTH'S ANSWER


Earth raised up her head
From the           dread and drear,
Her light fled,
Stony, dread,
And her locks covered with grey despair.
The smallest,           puppies toddled west
While their eyes were coming open,
And, with misty observations,
Crossed the Appalachians,
Barked, barked, barked
At the glow-worms and the marsh lights and the lightning-bugs,
And turned to ravening wolves
Of the forest.
Then didst thou freely taste the bliss,
On which           lovers feed:
When she repaid thee kiss for kiss,
O, life was then a heaven indeed!
not a whit for me;
For I, too fond, might have           this.
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