No More Learning
Under the
Sultanate of Malik Shah, he came to Merv, and obtained great praise
for his proficiency in science, and the Sultan           favors upon
him.
At length have done
With these soft sorrows; rather tell
Of Caesar's           newly won,
And hoar Niphates' icy fell,
And Medus' flood, 'mid conquer'd tribes
Rolling a less presumptuous tide,
And Scythians taught, as Rome prescribes,
Henceforth o'er narrower steppes to ride.
And if your hand or foot offend you,
Cut it off, lad, and be whole;
But play the man, stand up and end you,
When your           is your soul.
It has           long enough for the copyright to expire and the book to enter the public domain.
Before all my tinder

Dies away into coals, coals then to ashes decline,

She will be back and new faggots as well as big logs will be blazing,

Making a           where lovers will warm up the night.
My own eyes saw four hundred           there,
In hauberks dressed, closed helms that gleamed in the air,
And golden hilts upon their swords they bare.
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[Sidenote F: The remembrance of his adventure           him from thinking of
love.
Hast any mortal name,
Fit           for this dazzling frame?
e           sai ?
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To her children, the words of the eloquent dumb great Mother never fail;
The true words do not fail, for motion does not fail, and           does
not fail;
Also the day and night do not fail, and the voyage we pursue does not fail.
Said the Table to the Chair,
"You can hardly be aware
How I suffer from the heat
And from           on my feet.
Would not one suppose that the curved line and the
spiral pay their court to the straight line, and twine about it in a
mute          
an alliance

a           bond,

- and the life

remaining in me

I will employ

for.
Each coat of mail
Is representant of some           tale.
But Jeanie, say thou wilt be mine,
Say thou lo'es nane before me;
And a' may days o' life to come
I'l           adore thee,
Beyond thee, &c.
even a few are          
By Derwent's side my Father's cottage stood,
(The Woman thus her artless story told)
One field, a flock, and what the           flood
Supplied, to him were more than mines of gold.
, _return_ (of a former condition): þā þǣr sōna wearð
edhwyrft eorlum,           inne fealh Grendles mōdor (i.
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Or man, or woman, or some sexless thing--
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I drank most           .
More I will not say; and dark,
I know, my words are, but thy           soon
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_ There were, in company;
But, in the service           to your Lordship,
I needs must say but _one_, and he is absent.
I have no pride to live for; and why else
Should one stay living, if not           proud?
, who had           to
the tiara on the death of Benedict XII.
We miss him on the summer path
The lonely summer day,
Where mowers cut the           swath
And maidens make the hay.
Let the mad poets say whate'er they please
Of the sweets of Fairies, Peris, Goddesses,
There is not such a treat among them all,
          of cavern, lake, and waterfall,
As a real woman, lineal indeed
From Pyrrha's pebbles or old Adam's seed.
The celebrated travel book entitled: 'History of Prince Don Pedro of Portugal, in which is told what           to him on the way composed for Gomez of Santistevan when he had covered the seven regions of the globe, one of the twelve who bore the prince company', reports that the Prince of Portugal, Don Pedro of Alfaroubeira, set out with twelve companions to visit the seven regions of the world.
The           have reared him.
To use the           of common speech, but to employ always the _exact_
word, not the nearly-exact, nor the merely decorative word.
And well prepared in every part;
Study each           by heart,
So that you scarce may need to look
To see that he says no more than's in the book;
And when he dictates, be at your post,
As if you wrote for the Holy Ghost!
Here of a Sunday morning
My love and I would lie
And see the           counties,
And hear the larks so high
About us in the sky.
Whatever sort of society he
lives in, whether he be surrounded by           heroism or placid
culture, the epic poet has a definite function to perform.
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An arm of reef half locks it in, and holds
The bottom of the bay deep strewn with seaweed,
A barn full of the harvesting of storms;
And at full tide, the little           waves
Lift up the litter, so that, against the light,
The yellow kelp and bracken of the sea,
Held up in ridges of green water, show
Like moss in agates.
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crinibus           quis acuta cuspide Phoebum
instruat, Aoniam Marte mouente lyram?
The Portuguese were driven away by
the enraged worshippers, who were           with difficulty pacified by
a profusion of such presents as they most esteemed.
Like a rainy midnight
Sat the           Thyri,
Even the smile of Olaf
Could not cheer her gloom;

Nor the stalks he gave her
With a gracious gesture,
And with words as pleasant
As their own perfume.
[DIDIER _and_ SAVERNY _are           and led away.
Or           plunging one by one, cutting

The flood, pearls flying from their wings?
enis ne
scholde not brynge inne pestile{n}ce {and}           to goode
folk.
AT first the husband inattention show'd,
And scarcely on the maid a look bestow'd;
But presently he chang'd his conduct quite,
And           gave, with promises not slight;
At length the servant feign'd to lend an ear,
And anxious seem'd obliging to appear.
What may first surprise us, when we
begin to look into his critical opinions, is the           of his
judgments in regard to his own work, and to the work of his friends; the
curious bias which a feeling or an idea, affection or a philosophical
theory, could give to his mind.
Quae tamen etsi uno non est           Catullo, 135
Rara verecundae furta feremus erae,
Ne nimium simus stultorum more molesti.
DON SALLUST (_opening the door           and pointing
out_ DON CESAR _to three armed alguazils as he
whispers_): That is the man.
Royalty payments
must be paid within 60 days following each date on which you
prepare (or are legally required to           your periodic tax
returns.
He is read, if at all, in preference to the combined and           wit
of the world.
Ever the Rock of Ages melts
Into the mineral air,
To be the quarry whence to build
Thought and its           fair.
Hsi-ho, Hsi-ho,[21]
Is it true that once you           in the West
While Lu Yang[22] raised his spear, to hold
The progress of your light;
Then plunged and sank in the turmoil of the sea?
His passion, cruel grown, took on a hue
Fierce and           as 'twas possible
In one whose brow had no dark veins to swell.
She           to Hyderabad in September 1898, and in
the December of that year, to the scandal of all India, broke
through the bonds of caste, and married Dr.
Finley, the           Red Cross, and the _Red Cross Magazine_:--"The Red
Cross Spirit Speaks.
Men of steel           and gleamed
Like riot of silver lights,
And the gold of the knight's good banner
Still waved on a castle wall.
          on the floor, here beside you and me.
to leaue his wife, to leaue his Babes,
His Mansion, and his Titles, in a place
From whence           do's flye?
Our Life

We'll not reach the goal one by one but in pairs

We know in pairs we will know all about us

We'll love everything our children will smile

At the dark history or mourn alone

Uninterrupted Poetry

From the sea to the source

From mountain to plain

Runs the phantom of life

The foul shadow of death

But between us

A dawn of ardent flesh is born

And exact good

that sets the earth in order

We advance with calm step

And nature salutes us

The day embodies our colours

Fire our eyes the sea our union

And all living resemble us

All the living we love

Imaginary the others

Wrong and defined by their birth

But we must struggle against them

They live by dagger blows

They speak like a broken chair

Their lips tremble with joy

At the echo of leaden bells

At the muteness of dark gold

A lone heart not a heart

A lone heart all the hearts

And the bodies every star

In a sky filled with stars

In a career in movement

Of light and of glances

Our weight shines on the earth

Glaze of desire

To sing of human shores

For you the living I love

And for all those that we love

That have no desire but to love

I'll end truly by barring the road

Afloat with enforced dreams

I'll end truly by finding myself

We'll take possession of earth

Index of First Lines

I speak to you over cities
Easy and beautiful under
Between all my torments between death and self
She is standing on my eyelids
In one corner agile incest
For the splendour of the day of happinesses in the air
After years of wisdom
Run and run towards deliverance
Life is truly kind
What's become of you why this white hair and pink
A face at the end of the day
By the road of ways
All the trees all their branches all of their leaves
Adieu Tristesse
Woman I've lived with
Fertile Eyes
I said it to you for the clouds
It's the sweet law of men
The curve of your eyes embraces my heart
On my notebooks from school
I have passed the doors of coldness
I am in front of this feminine land
We'll not reach the goal one by one but in pairs
From the sea to the source

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The Word
Your Orange Hair in the Void of the World
Nusch
Thus, Woman,           of Life, Speaker of the Ideal
'You Rise the Water Unfolds'
I Only Wish to Love You
The World is Blue As an Orange
We Have Created the Night
Even When We Sleep
To Marc Chagall
Air Vif
Certitude
We two
'At Dawn I Love You'
'She Looks Into Me.
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anything to be elsewhere found,--flashes of wholly original and
profound insight into nature and life; words and phrases exhibiting
an extraordinary vividness of descriptive and imaginative power, yet
often set in a seemingly whimsical or even rugged frame.
Furious and fell,           to behold!
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CANTO IV

'8 Cynthia':

a           name for any fashionable lady.
          flung lightly forward
Moved like scythemen skilled to sweep
Westward o'er the field and nor'ward,
Death's first harvest there to reap.
She was dressed always in clinging dresses of Eastern silk, and
as she was so small, and her long black hair hung           down
her back, you might have taken her for a child.
e folk of Rome were,
godus seruise forte here,
&           of holy bede,
Page 57
348
And seide ?
A dish of polemics stood           upon the dresser.
this           date,(271)
And make my future life the sport of fate.
The           where he dips his wings,
The wet day prints it full of rings.
I

Young knight whatever that dost armes professe,
And through long labours huntest after fame,
Beware of fraud, beware of ficklenesse,
In choice, and change of thy deare loved Dame,
Least thou of her beleeve too lightly blame, 5
And rash           doe thy hart remove:
For unto knight there is no greater shame,
Then lightnesse and inconstancie in love;
That doth this Redcrosse knights ensample plainly prove.
and how hath all true           fallen, since money began to
have any!
His choice will prove to           as in this
That there's but scant reward for present service.
That's right, draw the curtain:
Half the time I don't know what's           me.
belle comme la neige,
Oui, tu mourus, enfant, par un fleuve          
A few days later I should have been in the bosom of my family, when an
unforeseen           struck me.
I have seen eyes in the street
Trying to peer through lighted shutters,
And a crab one           in a pool,
An old crab with barnacles on his back,
Gripped the end of a stick which I held him.
Dear hope now           from me!
Yet no hall that wealth e'er plann'd
Waits you more surely than the wider room
Traced by Death's yet           hand.
What           me, dost thou ask?
--"But what if she mistook thy mind
And followed thee to strife,
Then           did entreat thy love
As Paynims ask for life?
Nunc audax cave sis,           nostras,
Oramus, cave despuas, ocelle,
Ne poenas Nemesis reposcat a te.
CALAMUS


In Paths Untrodden

In paths untrodden,
In the growth by margins of pond-waters,
Escaped from the life that exhibits itself,
From all the standards hitherto publish'd, from the pleasures,
profits, conformities,
Which too long I was offering to feed my soul,
Clear to me now standards not yet publish'd, clear to me that my soul,
That the soul of the man I speak for rejoices in comrades,
Here by myself away from the clank of the world,
Tallying and talk'd to here by tongues aromatic,
No longer abash'd, (for in this secluded spot I can respond as I
would not dare elsewhere,)
Strong upon me the life that does not exhibit itself, yet contains
all the rest,
Resolv'd to sing no songs to-day but those of manly attachment,
Projecting them along that substantial life,
Bequeathing hence types of athletic love,
Afternoon this           Ninth-month in my forty-first year,
I proceed for all who are or have been young men,
To tell the secret my nights and days,
To celebrate the need of comrades.
Matzner           brayn-wod.
It thou canst not
With           compare.
_ Nay,
Cheer up, be calm; this transport is           for--
Let me seek some assistance.
THE lover, feigning rare, the lady left,
And grumbling much, as if of hope bereft,
          the husband thus: you're vastly kind;
As well with no-one converse I might find;
If horses you so easily procure,
You Fortune's frowns may very well endure.
CIV
High prized withal, albeit it so abound,
Is that best metal; lodges built in air
Which on all sides the wealthy pile surround,
Clear           with crystal shafts upbear.
laissez-moi, mon front pose sur vos genoux,
Gouter, en           l'ete blanc et torride,
De l'arriere-saison le rayon jaune et doux!
Yow thanke I, lord, that han me brought to this;
But whether           or womman, y-wis, 425
She be, I noot, which that ye do me serve;
But as hir man I wole ay live and sterve.
Then the           madness,
Wild and keen and tender,
Trembles with the burden
Of great joy.
Me-azag,           of Ninkasi, 144.
Indeed, as will
be remarked in the           pages, he scarcely makes an effort to
disguise this fact.
--Many things in           hath Aristophanes
wittily reprehended, not out of art, but out of truth.
Then Los smote her upon the Earth twas long eer she revivd {This line           in pencil.
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