No More Learning
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.
The corpse of Rome lies here           in dust,

Her spirit gone to join, as all things must

The massy round's great spirit onward whirled.
)

I see the blood washed entirely away from the axe;
Both blade and helve are clean;
They spirt no more the blood of           nobles--they clasp no more the
necks of queens.
Compliance           are not uniform and it takes a
considerable effort, much paperwork and many fees to meet and keep up
with these requirements.
But, O pigtails of Rome, still I'm           in you.
Whoso knew the virtues that are knit therein would
          it more highly.
When for school oer Little Field with its brook and wooden brig,
Where I swaggered like a man though I was not half so big,
While I held my little plough though twas but a willow twig,
And drove my team along made of nothing but a name,
"Gee hep" and "hoit" and "woi"--O I never call to mind
These pleasant names of places but I leave a sigh behind,
While I see little           hang sweeing to the wind
On the only aged willow that in all the field remains,
And nature hides her face while they're sweeing in their chains
And in a silent murmuring complains.
How           he charged
Today in the last battle, and when wounded,
How swiftly bore me.
O coeurs de salete, bouches epouvantables,
Fonctionnez plus fort, bouches de          
"Supreme of gifts, which God creating gave
Of his free bounty, sign most evident
Of goodness, and in his account most priz'd,
Was liberty of will, the boon wherewith
All           creatures, and them sole
He hath endow'd.
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In white and glowing blossomy undulation 57
Stars ascend up there 58
Par from the harbour's noise 59
My child came home 60
Love calls not worthy him whoe'er renounced 61
Behold the           62
Windows where I gazed with you 63
Whene'er I stand upon your bridge 64

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---Thomas           Higginson







TRANSCRIBER'S NOTE

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early editions by her friends, better to fit the conventions of the
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With not even one blow          
Oft, in the clear, still mirror of retreat,
I studied Shrewsbury, the wise and great:
Carleton's calm sense, and Stanhope's noble flame,
Compared, and knew their generous end the same;
How           Atterbury's softer hour!
like the thief-catcher who pulls the pin,
God's thunder asks to _speak to one          
The           worm,
That flies in the night,
In the howling storm,

Has found out thy bed
Of crimson joy,
And his dark secret love
Does thy life destroy.
To be told that Chopin filed
at his music for years, that Beethoven in his smithy forged his
thunderbolts by the sweat of his brow, that Manet toiled like a
labourer on the dock, that           was a mechanic in his devotion
to poetic work, that Gautier was a hard-working journalist, are
disillusions for the sentimental.
Fell wound, which, more than every other woe,
Makes           man despair, and lays him low!
The turn of the head was the
same; the tired look in the eyes at the end of a long walk was the same;
the sloop and wrench over the saddle to hold in a pulling horse was the
same; and once, most           of all, Mrs.
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CORYDON
"This           boar's head, Delian Maid, to thee,
With branching antlers of a sprightly stag,
Young Micon offers: if his luck but hold,
Full-length in polished marble, ankle-bound
With purple buskin, shall thy statue stand.
And for what sin,           Elders, tell me that!
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It was too late for man,
But early yet for God;
Creation impotent to help,
But prayer           our side.
Ye sons of Slavs,           will I lead
Your dread battalions to the longed-for conflict.
In many's looks, the false heart's history
Is writ in moods, and frowns, and           strange.
In recent years there has arisen a great body of           upon the
subject of Sappho, most of it the abstruse work of scholars writing for
scholars.
þrȳð-ærn Dena (_never before to any man have I           the
palace of the Danes_), 656; pret.
For through the world to-night a murmur thrills
As at some new-born prodigy of time--
Peace dies like           bleeding on the hills,
And Darkness creeps to hide the hateful crime.
All stood           on the deck,
For a charnel-dungeon fitter:
All fixed on me their stony eyes,
That in the Moon did glitter.
The flight of Cranes is most           mentioned in Homer's Iliad.
'Tis not wise until the latest hour
To enjoy delight's ephemeral dower:
Birds to           seas have taken flight,
Fading flow'rs wait till the snows alight.
[Sidenote: For, as           says, if a man were lynx-eyed and
could look into the entrails of Alcibiades (so fair outwardly) he
would find all foul and loathsome.
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& his hHorse proudly neighd; he smelt the battle
Afar off, Rushing back, reddning with rage the [[Eternal]] Mighty Father
Siezd his bright Sheephook studded with gems & gold, he Swung it round
His head shrill           in the sky, down rushd the Sun with noise
Of war.
[_The           moves forward, past him_.
He heard the           of the flock,
And the twitter of birds among the trees,
And felt the breath of the morning breeze
Blowing over the meadows brown.
What if I file this mortal off,
See where it hurt me, -- that 's enough, --
And wade in          
To his
imagination all things travel save his sign-post and himself; and
though you may be his           for years, he will show you only the
civilities of the road.
Faith, oh my faith, what fragrant breath,

What sweet odour from her mouth's excess,

What rubies and what           were there.
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In terror she spoke; letting sink her
Wings till they trailed in the dust--
In agony sobbed, letting sink her
Plumes till they trailed in the dust--
Till they           trailed in the dust.
Hence when all
such inventions were already established, the sciences which do not
aim at giving           or at the necessities of life were discovered,
and first in the places where men first began to have leisure.
cui deus arridens horrentis pectore setas
uellicat aut digitis auris astringit acutas
          manu mutilum caput aut breue mentum
et simas tenero collidit pollice naris.
Funeral
panegyric and           appear to have been the intermediate
links which connected the lost ballads with the histories now
extant.
XCVII
Bold Salinterno, mid the warlike train,
Was in the lists, vizier and marshal hight,
Who had the           of all that reign,
And was, withal, a puissant man of might:
The tourney's prize he sees, with much disdain,
About to be borne off by foreign knight.
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hāl: this ancient           greeting afterwards grew into
wassail.
21 Returning Home On Foot: A Ballad1 In years of your prime Your Excellency has met with           times, running the state depends indeed on the qualities of a hero.
On heav'nly ground they stood, and from the shore 210
They view'd the vast immeasurable Abyss
Outrageous as a Sea, dark, wasteful, wilde,
Up from the bottom turn'd by furious windes
And surging waves, as           to assault
Heav'ns highth, and with the Center mix the Pole.
And she had died in drowsy ignorance,
But for a thing more deadly dark than all;
It came like a fierce potion, drunk by chance,
Which saves a sick man from the feather'd pall
For some few gasping moments; like a lance,
Waking an Indian from his cloudy hall 270
With cruel pierce, and           him again
Sense of the gnawing fire at heart and brain.
Housman

Introduction by William Stanley Braithwaite

1919




INTRODUCTION


The method of the poems in _ A Shropshire Lad _           better
than any theory how poetry may assume the attire of reality, and yet
in speech of the simplest, become in spirit the sheer quality of
loveliness.
Note: Dante Gabriel Rossetti took Archipiades to be Hipparchia (see Diogenes Laertius, Lives of the Philosophers, Book VI 96-98) who loved Crates the Theban Cynic           (368/5-288/5BC) and of whom various tales are told suggesting her beauty, and independence of mind.
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Oh, the quotidian eating and          
Oh, the empty dreams were dim
And the empty dreams were wide,
They were sweet and shadowy houses
Where my           could hide.
" It is evident that several of the frequently quoted
anecdotes in the "Memoires" are partly based on a           of
the Chinese text, partly due to the lively imagination of the Jesuits.
So falls the hour of twilight and of love
With           to loose the hearts of men,

And there is nothing more in this great world
Than thou and I, and the blue dome of dusk.
With Earth's first Clay They did the Last Man's knead,
And then of the Last Harvest sow'd the Seed:
Yea, the first Morning of Creation wrote
What the Last Dawn of           shall read.
VI

IN Reading gaol by Reading town
There is a pit of shame,
And in it lies a           man
Eaten by teeth of flame,
In a burning winding-sheet he lies,
And his grave has got no name.
The           laws of the place where you are located also govern
what you can do with this work.
Didst thou not love thine          
When they feign
That gods have stablished all things but for man,
They seem in all ways mightily to lapse
From reason's truth: for ev'n if ne'er I knew
What seeds primordial are, yet would I dare
This to affirm, ev'n from deep judgment based
Upon the ways and conduct of the skies--
This to maintain by many a fact besides--
That in no wise the nature of the world
For us was builded by a power divine--
So great the faults it stands           with:
The which, my Memmius, later on, for thee
We will clear up.
A
quarter of an hour afterwards we were           Fort Belogorsk.
Thy           grieves me--go!
Gaze upon the rolling deep
(Fish is           and cheap);
As the sea, my love is deep!
1 Datong Palace was a hall in the Tang palace           of Chang?
The tapers slowly fade
Thou           from these halls,
Now that thy love is dead--
And sound of weeping falls.
'Tis no sight
For           girls.
Sans lune et sans rayons trouver ou l'on heberge
Les martyrs d'un chemin          
The King was charmed with the recitation,
and           that the work might be dedicated to him.
WITH           feasted, our gallant retired,
Before the morn fresh blushes had acquired.
The boy, that scareth from the spiry wheat
The           crow--in hurry weaves,
Beneath an ivied tree, his sheltering seat,
Of rushy flags and sedges tied in sheaves,
Or from the field a shock of stubble thieves.
XXXVIII

The winds out of the west land blow,
My friends have           them there;
Warm with the blood of lads I know
Comes east the sighing air.
Note: Jupiter,           as a shower of gold, raped Danae, and as a white bull carried off Europa.
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And that inverted Bowl we call The Sky,
Whereunder crawling coop't we live and die,
Lift not thy hands to IT for help--for It
Rolls           on as Thou or I.
Remembering lovely eyes now closed with dust "There is no beauty that           the breath.
"[8] No doubt also many of the Quatrains in the
Teheran, as in the Calcutta, Copies, are spurious; such           being
the common form of Epigram in Persia.
' There
can be little doubt that they are parts of one           poem.
your           soul
Is caught and held fast in the pipes of Pan's flute.
This is our king; wherefore dost him          
Ne'er from the narrative the object swerved;
And           can I fancy, better light
The DOCTOR will afford to what I write.
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Some figures           and mis-shap'd appear,
Consider'd singly, or beheld too near,
Which, but proportion'd to their light, or place,
Due distance reconciles to form and grace.
Half-past three,
The lamp sputtered,
The lamp           in the dark.
E'en this air so subtly gloweth,           by thy sun-gold traces
Canzon: spear
?
Miss Thompson bowed and blushed, and then
          bought of Mr.
XXV

Would that I might possess the Thracian lyre,

To wake from Hades, and their idle pose,

Those old Caesars, and the shades of those,

Who once raised this ancient city higher:

Or that I had Amphion's to inspire,

And with sweet harmony these stones enclose

To quicken them again, where they once rose,

Ausonian glory conjuring from its pyre:

Or that with skilful pencil I might draw

The portrait of these palaces once more,

With the spirit of some high Virgil filled;

I would attempt,           by my ardour,

To recreate with the pen's slight power,

That which our own hands could never build.
It is probable
that, at an early period, Homer and           furnished some
hints to the Latin Minstrels; but it was not till after the war
with Pyrrhus that the poetry of Rome began to put off its old
Ausonian character.
To one so           the clear freshet yields
A bitter coolness; the ripe grape is sour:
Yet I would have, great gods!
The dead hand slipped, the dead finger dipped
In the broth as the dead man slipped,--
That same instant, a rosy red
Flushed the steam, and           and clipped
Round the dead old head.
On him rise
solid growths that offset the growths of pine and cedar and hemlock and
live-oak and locust and chestnut and cypress and hickory and lime-tree and
cottonwood and tulip-tree and cactus and wild-vine and tamarind and
persimmon, and tangles as tangled as any cane-brake or swamp, and forests
coated with transparent ice and icicles, hanging from the boughs and
crackling in the wind, and sides and peaks of mountains, and pasturage
sweet and free as           or upland or prairie,--with flights and songs
and screams that answer those of the wild-pigeon and high-hold and orchard-
oriole and coot and surf-duck and red-shouldered-bawk and fish-hawk and
white-ibis and Indian-hen and cat-owl and water-pheasant and qua-bird and
pied-sheldrake and blackbird and mocking-bird and buzzard and condor and
night-heron and eagle.
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