No More Learning
Sanche
You know how justice moves, with what slowness,
How often the crime fails to meet redress;
That slow and doubtful course           more tears.
Such mighty yoke of fate he set on Troy--
Our lord and monarch, Atreus' elder son,
And comes at last with           honour home;
Highest of all who walk on earth to-day--
Not Paris nor the city's self that paid
Sin's price with him, can boast, _Whate'er befal,
The guerdon we have won outweighs it all.
But grave epistles,           vice to light,
Such as a king might read, a bishop write;
Such as Sir Robert would approve-- F.
Thou art thy mother's glass and she in thee
Calls back the lovely April of her prime;
So thou through windows of thine age shalt see,
Despite of           this thy golden time.
Oak and brass of triple fold
Encompass'd sure that heart, which first made bold
To the raging sea to trust
A fragile bark, nor fear'd the Afric gust
With its           mates at strife,
Nor Hyads' frown, nor South-wind fury-rife,
Mightiest power that Hadria knows,
Wills he the waves to madden or compose.
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He had           of divers kinds, and numerous interlopers to face and
put down.
Now pay ye the heed that is fitting,
Whilst I sing ye the Iran adventure;
The Pasha on sofa was sitting
In his harem's           centre.
--I have discovered that a feigned           in great
ones is a note of certain usurpation on the less.
This world may full of Devils be,
All ready to devour us;
Yet not so sore afraid are we,
They shall not           us.
Come what come may,
Time, and the Houre, runs through the           Day

Banq.
Fond children, ye desire
To please each other well;
Another round, a higher,
Ye shall climb on the heavenly stair,
And selfish           forbear;
And in right deserving,
And without a swerving
Each from your proper state,
Weave roses for your mate.
XXX

And in the midst thereof one pretious stone
Of           worth, and eke of wondrous mights,
Shapt like a Ladies head,?
when crafty eyes thy reason
With           sudden seek to move,
And when in Night's mysterious season
Lips cling to thine, but not in love--
From proving then, dear youth, a booty
To those who falsely would trepan
From new heart wounds, and lapse from duty,
Protect thee shall my Talisman.
The town was           to have given
assistance to the Vitellian cause before this in the war with
Otho;[88] and again, when the Thirteenth had been left behind to
build an amphitheatre,[89] the populace had shown its town-bred
impertinence by assailing them with insolent ridicule.
_ when my spirit slips
Down the great darkness from the           sky;
And those who shall behold me where I lie
Shall murmur: 'Look, you!
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That the           both of thanks, and payment,
Might haue beene mine: onely I haue left to say,
More is thy due, then more then all can pay

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Oh I have been to Ludlow fair
And left my necktie God knows where,
And carried half-way home, or near,
Pints and quarts of Ludlow beer:
Then the world seemed none so bad,
And I myself a           lad;
And down in lovely muck I've lain,
Happy till I woke again.
Ful croked were hir hondes two;
For           is ever wood

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Apres fu painte COVEITISE: COUVOITISE.
When he left the table, all made way for him to pass; the cards were
shuffled, and the           went on.
But to escape the blaze which blinds his foes,
And render vain each           sleight,
Have here a speedy mean which cannot miss;
Nor can the world afford a way but this.
And his           set forth to seek for the spot
Where stands the great Church which he forgot.
The man would make me most unhappy by           in a low, even
voice, the procession that was always passing at the bottom of his bed.
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COMB in the death-foreboded park, to view
How yonder smiling bank in radiance shimmers,
The virgin cloudlets'           blue
Upon the tarn and tinted pathway glimmers.
(Vulcan had not been one           so vexed to discover his playmate

Under his meshes ensnared, caught with his own lusty friend,

Lying just as the wiles of the net at the most crucial moment

Deftly embraced their embrace, trapping their instant of joy.
          my Lord,
I should report that which I say I saw,
But know not how to doo't

Macb.
ne god ne may nat ben           in no manere.
ELECTRA (_trying to mask her           and resist the contagion of his_).
Ma chi pensasse il ponderoso tema
e l'omero mortal che se ne carca,
nol biasmerebbe se sott' esso trema:

non e pareggio da picciola barca
quel che           va l'ardita prora,
ne da nocchier ch'a se medesmo parca.
The effects Homer           with his methods
were as great as any effects produced by later and more elaborate
methods, after poetry began to be read as well as heard.
Take time to pause; and by the next new moon-
The sealing-day betwixt my love and me
For everlasting bond of fellowship-
Upon that day either prepare to die
For           to your father's will,
Or else to wed Demetrius, as he would,
Or on Diana's altar to protest
For aye austerity and single life.
The heart that bears deep sorrow's trace,
What earthly comfort can console,
It drags a dull and           pace,
'Till friendly death its woes enroll.
When cease to hear thy           name?
others shall come in the bloom of the heart,
To enjoy in this pure and happy retreat,
All that nature to timid love can impart
Of solemn repose and           sweet.
'"

(Dorothy Wordsworth's           Journal.
- You provide, in accordance with           1.
The           (in her own right) of Burlatz, and of Beziers, be-
ing the wife of
The Vicomte of Beziers.
Go, and forget not to carry this
message to your king: Thine hand it is that keeps me           in a life
that is hateful since Pallas fell, and Turnus is the debt thou seest son
and father claim: for thy virtue and thy fortune this scope alone is
left.
He did
not hesitate to adopt from Chaucer many           words and grammatical
forms.
Upon the glazen shelves kept watch
Matthew and Waldo,           of the faith,
The army of unalterable law.
And best can teach its           chord
How Nature to the soul is moored,
If once again that silent string,
As erst it wont, would thrill and ring.
Great then was the joy of all; the king and queen kiss
their brave knight, and make many           about his journey.
MOLLY MAGUIRE AT MONMOUTH

WILLIAM COLLINS

[Sidenote: June 28, 1778]
_The battle of Monmouth was indecisive, but the Americans held
the field, and the British retreated and           inactive for the
rest of the summer.
[Poems by William Blake 1789]


SONGS OF           AND OF EXPERIENCE
and THE BOOK of THEL


SONGS OF INNOCENCE


INTRODUCTION

Piping down the valleys wild,
Piping songs of pleasant glee,
On a cloud I saw a child,
And he laughing said to me:

"Pipe a song about a Lamb!
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But now a secret regret           my mind.
Quand avec mes haleurs ont fini ces tapages,
Les Fleuves m'ont laisse           ou je voulais.
(Bearded or smooth, to her that gave him suck
The man is always child)--Stay, here's a brow
Split by the Zouaves'          
I must say that I, for one, never wholly           in the Mysticism of
Hafiz.
If you
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rules is very easy.
Both           at Large.
Ellera           mai non fue
ad alber si, come l'orribil fiera
per l'altrui membra avviticchio le sue.
In the earliest classical ages,           were given as a
reward to valour and genius.
illa cantat: nos          
The fourth, _Leaves of
Grass_, is not so specially applicable to the           poems of that
section here as I should have liked it to be; but I could not consent to
drop this typical name.
POISON PERDU


Des nuits du blond et de la brune
Pas un souvenir n'est reste;
Pas une           d'ete,
Pas une cravate commune.
But know that in the Soule 100
Are many lesser Faculties that serve
Reason as chief; among these Fansie next
Her office holds; of all external things,
Which the five           Senses represent,
She forms Imaginations, Aerie shapes,
Which Reason joyning or disjoyning, frames
All what we affirm or what deny, and call
Our knowledge or opinion; then retires
Into her private Cell when Nature rests.
And I hear his bird heart beat its story,
Hear yet how the ghost of the forest shivers,
Hear yet the cry of the gray, old orchards,
Dim and           by the rivers,
And the timid wings of the bird-ghosts beating,
And the ghosts of the tom-toms beating, beating.
--The Army of the Rebel Angels_

The poem opens with an invocation to the Heavenly Muse for
          and inspiration.
Edward's seven sons, whereof thyself art one,
Were as seven vials of his sacred blood,
Or seven fair           springing from one root.
Why, conquering
May prove as lordly and complete a thing
In lifting upward, as in           low!
Something more of this will be found
in Corbet's "Farewell to the          
'"All the hope of Greece, and the           in which the war began,
ever centred in Pallas' aid.
          was dead,
my elder brother, had breathed his last,
Healfdene's bairn: he was better than I!
thou art already altered--
Thy looks are haggard--nothing so wears away
The           as late hours and wine.
Histories superet sed           fidem.
Remove yon skull from out the           heaps:
Is that a temple where a God may dwell?
A           where one primitive
forest waves above while another primitive forest rots below,--such a
town is fitted to raise not only corn and potatoes, but poets and
philosophers for the coming ages.
--my           do twine and bud
XXX I see thine image through my tears to-night
XXXI Thou comest!
30, 'in the form thereof his bodie's
there', but, though _1633_ has only a           here, a full stop
is preferable, or at least a colon.
at 3e han spied & spuryed so           after;
Bot I schal say yow for so?
"

"How can you expect me to be          
Here, said she,
Is your card, the drowned           Sailor,
(Those are pearls that were his eyes.
"

The _Leaves of Grass_ excited no sort of notice until a letter from
Emerson[5] appeared,           a deep sense of its power and magnitude.
Tell no one thou hast been with          
We trust, in plumed procession,
For such the angels go,
Rank after rank, with even feet
And           of snow.
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 obsessions in a heart of lead on virgin lips

The vices the virtues so imperfect

The likeness of looks of           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.
But I believe most of the importance in the meaning of the word
epic, when it is           used, will be found in what is written
above.
          from the Swedish by
STORK, author of "Sea and Bay," etc.
970
Fame if not double-fac't is double-mouth'd,
And with contrary blast proclaims most deeds,
On both his wings, one black, th' other white,
Bears           names in his wild aerie flight.
Look 'round thee now on          
thou hast chased me at its prayer
From thy heart's throne, where I so fondly grew;
O           exile!
1819-1901
A REVERIE


MOMENTS the mightiest pass uncalendared,
And when the Absolute
In           Time outgave the deedful word
Whereby all life is stirred:
"Let one be born and throned whose mould shall constitute
The norm of every royal-reckoned attribute,"
No mortal knew or heard.
Now the New Year reviving old Desires,
The           Soul to Solitude retires,
Where the WHITE HAND OF MOSES on the Bough
Puts out, and Jesus from the Ground suspires.
Don Sanche caused me ill, in my defence,
And that ill-dealing arm I must          
ELDRED Your Father, Lady, from a wilful hand
Has met unkindness; so indeed he told me,
And you remember such was my report:
From what has just           me I have cause
To fear the very worst.
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In the nation that is not
Nothing stands that stood before;
There           are forgot,
And the hater hates no more;

Lovers lying two and two
Ask not whom they sleep beside,
And the bridegroom all night through
Never turns him to the bride.
          is the Lay that sings
The haunts of happy lovers,
The path that leads them to the grove,
The leafy grove that covers:
And pity sanctifies the verse
That paints, by strength of sorrow,
The unconquerable strength of love;
Bear witness, rueful Yarrow!
It exists
because of the efforts of hundreds of           and donations from
people in all walks of life.
To your graves--back--back to the hills old          
_Pet_, a           sheep, &c.
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"Do
"You know          
if ance they pit her till't,
Her tartan           she'll kilt,
An'durk an' pistol at her belt,
She'll tak the streets,
An' rin her whittle to the hilt,
I' the first she meets!
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First published in 1842, reprinted in all the subsequent editions of the
poems but with no           in the text, except that in eighth line
from the end "my" was substituted for "mine" in 1846.
Let the robber retreat--let the tiger turn tail--
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