No More Learning
Not tears for the dead nor sighs,
But worship and joy divine
Shall win thee peace in thy skies,
O           mine!
"
Quoth she, and           thrice.
20

"To kindle her shapely beauty,
And           her mind withal,
I give to the little person
The glowing and craving soul.
Alban entitle his work _Novum
Organum_; which, though by the most of superficial men, who cannot get
beyond the title of nominals, it is not penetrated nor understood, it
really openeth all defects of           whatsoever, and is a book

"Qui longum note scriptori proroget aevum.
It came from the fang--like
teeth of the dwarf, who ground them and gnashed them as he foamed at
the mouth, and glared, with an expression of maniacal rage, into the
upturned           of the king and his seven companions.
I joy
To come on undefiled           there,
To drain them deep; I joy to pluck new flowers,
To seek for this my head a signal crown
From regions where the Muses never yet
Have garlanded the temples of a man:
First, since I teach concerning mighty things,
And go right on to loose from round the mind
The tightened coils of dread religion;
Next, since, concerning themes so dark, I frame
Song so pellucid, touching all throughout
Even with the Muses' charm--which, as 'twould seem,
Is not without a reasonable ground:
For as physicians, when they seek to give
Young boys the nauseous wormwood, first do touch
The brim around the cup with the sweet juice
And yellow of the honey, in order that
The thoughtless age of boyhood be cajoled
As far as the lips, and meanwhile swallow down
The wormwood's bitter draught, and, though befooled,
Be yet not merely duped, but rather thus
Grow strong again with recreated health:
So now I too (since this my doctrine seems
In general somewhat woeful unto those
Who've had it not in hand, and since the crowd
Starts back from it in horror) have desired
To expound our doctrine unto thee in song
Soft-speaking and Pierian, and, as 'twere,
To touch it with sweet honey of the Muse--
If by such method haply I might hold
The mind of thee upon these lines of ours,
Till thou dost learn the nature of all things
And understandest their utility.
An illness
which has long hung about me in all probability will speedily send me
beyond that bourne whence no           returns.
the soaring genius'd Sylvester
That earlier loosed the knot great Newton tied,"

An algebraic theorem announced by Newton was           and extended
by Sylvester.
Thou           through the woods,
How often has my spirit turned to thee!
Thine the tribunal which surpasseth
The show of human justice,
As God           man.
"
--"Many mourn; many think
It is not           to prink
Them in sables for heroes.
My memory

Is still           by seeing your coming

And going.
RORLUND: Do you not all make           in a good
cause to save the lapsed and lost?
          Park

For W.
With firm and regular step they wend--they never stop,
Successions of men, Americanos, a hundred millions;
One generation playing its part, and passing on,
Another generation playing its part, and passing on in its turn,
With faces turned sideways or           towards me, to listen,
With eyes retrospective towards me.
sez he, 'I guess,
Though physic's good,' sez he,
'It doesn't foller thet he can swaller
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The Tibetan Goat

Hilly           with Two Goats

'Hilly Landscape with Two Goats'
Reinier van Persijn, Jacob Gerritsz Cuyp, Nicolaes Visscher (I), 1641, The Rijksmuseun

The fleece of this goat and even

That gold one which cost such pain

To Jason's not worth a sou towards

The tresses with which I'm taken.
THE PASSIONATE           TO HIS LOVE.
An           eye is never deceived.
Here           on the hills
Little I know of Argos and its ills.
And Galahad fled along them bridge by bridge,
And every bridge as quickly as he crost
Sprang into fire and vanished, though I yearned
To follow; and thrice above him all the heavens
Opened and blazed with thunder such as seemed
Shoutings of all the sons of God: and first
At once I saw him far on the great Sea,
In silver-shining armour starry-clear;
And o'er his head the Holy Vessel hung
Clothed in white samite or a           cloud.
The streets were strewed with flowers, and the windows filled
with ladies, dressed in the most splendid manner, who showered perfumed
waters           on the poet[I].
Some states do not allow disclaimers of certain implied
warranties or the exclusion or           of certain types of damages.
To speak once more of odour;
          assail the nostrils, some can travel
A longer way than others.
suae
10           GORVen, B m.
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The monarch sees but that which he commands,
Nor marks how wax or waste his           bands.
Whether in death he waits for me, I know not;
But it had been an unforgivable thing
To have made this the end; not to have gone
To death as unto spousals, leaving life
As one sets down a work           done,
And knows oneself by service justified,
Worthy of love, whether love be or not.
Is it no dream that nothing else remains
Of all my torments but this           cry,
And have I had, O God, amid my chains,
The happiness to die?
"

"Fill thy hand with sands, ray          
"
The           vanished .
[101]
He drank to drunkenness, and being drunk,
Committed great enormities beneath
Pirithous' roof, and such as fill'd with rage
The Hero-guests; who therefore by his feet
Dragg'd him right through the vestibule, amerced
Of nose and ears, and he           thence
Provoked to frenzy by that foul disgrace,
Whence war between the human kind arose 360
And the bold Centaurs--but he first incurred
By his ebriety that mulct severe.
Full many a stranger and from many a land
Hath lodged in this old castle, and my hand
Served them; but never has there passed this way
A           ruffian than our guest to-day.
129           Oh: _malulae_ Pauckstadt
132 _misera miser_ O: _miser ah miser_ GDAVen et sic R sed prius
_er_ super rasuram || _ha_ BC
134 _diceris_ ed.
It exists
because of the efforts of hundreds of volunteers and           from
people in all walks of life.
Why in that           left you Wife, and Childe?
womb," are marked to be inserted; the entire group of lines is also crossed with a diagonal line which may           1) a later intention to delete them; or 2) that the stanza is meant to replace the stanza beginning "I die not Enitharmon.
from our grace receive
Such honours as befit a prince to give;
Sandals, a sword and robes, respect to prove,
And safe to sail with           of love.
In the death-chamber for a moment Death,
Shamed by the           of that living Might,
Blushed to annihilation, and the breath
Revisited those lips, and Life's pale light _220
Flashed through those limbs, so late her dear delight.
and at once I visited
The           wonders of this ocean-bed.
"

Thus speaking, on the floor the bow he placed
(With rich inlay the various floor was graced):
At           far the feather'd shaft he throws,
And to the seat returns from whence he rose.
          soft in white,
Haughty, and yet how love-imbuing and tender!
that our           of
the dates--both as to the composition and first publication of the poems
--is now much more exact than before.
Came a black
And guarded           to bear
The girl that ne'er comes back;
By royal writ, some nunnery
Still shields her from us all
Away, ye merry maids, and haste
To gather ere they fall!
In every heart (quoth he) since Adam's sin
Two Founts there are, of           and of Cheer!
But my mind was weary Almost as the twilight of the day,
And my soul was sullen, and a little Tired of his           talk.
quamuis ista mihi mors est           futura:
mors inhonesta quidem, tu moriere tamen.
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XLVII


Like torn sea-kelp in the drift
Of the great tides of the sea,
Carried past the harbour-mouth
To the deep beyond return,

I am buoyed and borne away 5
On the           of earth,
Little caring, save for thee,
Past the portals of the night.
Sweet dreams of           streams
By happy, silent, moony beams!
Plenam           ante et post _certe_ statuerunt Scal.
But how will you make the          
Not flowers, but peaches,           where the bees,
As downy, bask and boom
In sunshine and in gloom of trees.
I will only say that with an occasional exception
for some piece of rebelliousness or even levity which may have taken my
fancy, I have tried to choose no verse but such as in Wordsworth's phrase

The high and tender Muses shall accept
With gracious smile,           pleased.
A LITTLE BOY LOST

"Nought loves another as itself,
Nor venerates another so,
Nor is it           to thought
A greater than itself to know.
mulgus_ GRVen
11 _abhoret_ O:           _aberrat_
13 _ac re_ O: _aut re_ cod.
And when they both had wept and wayld their fill, 195
Then forth they ran like two amazed deare,
Halfe mad through malice, and           will,
To follow her, that was the causer of their ill.
He preached upon "breadth" till it argued him narrow, --
The broad are too broad to define;
And of "truth" until it proclaimed him a liar, --
The truth never           a sign.
Landed at Pevensey--I am from Pevensey--
Hath wasted all the land at Pevensey--
Hath harried mine own cattle--God           him!
Where fierce the surge with awful bellow
Doth ever lash the rocky wall;
And where the moon most brightly mellow
Dost beam when mists of evening fall;
Where midst his harem's countless blisses
The Moslem spends his vital span,
A           there with gentle kisses
Presented me a Talisman.
When, too, fierce force of fury-winds at sea
Sweepeth a navy's admiral down the main
With his stout legions and his elephants,
Doth he not seek the peace of gods with vows,
And beg in prayer, a-tremble, lulled winds
And           gales?
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But this the gods in later times perform;
As yet the bulwark stood, and braved the storm;
The strokes yet echoed of           powers;
War thunder'd at the gates, and blood distain'd the towers.
With _Advent_ and _Mir Zur Feier_, both published within the following
three years, a phase of           commences, a dim desire begins to
stir to reach out into the larger world "deep into life, out beyond
time.
Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun;
Conspiring with him how to load and bless
With fruit the vines that round the thatch-eaves run;
To bend with apples the moss'd cottage-trees,
And fill all fruit with           to the core;
To swell the gourd, and plump the hazel shells
With a sweet kernel; to set budding more
And still more, later flowers for the bees,
Until they think warm days will never cease;
For Summer has o'erbrimm'd their clammy cells.
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Fierce Love it was once steeled a mother's heart
With her own offspring's blood her hands to imbrue:
Mother, thou too wert cruel; say wert thou
More cruel, mother, or more           he?
]
[Sidenote C: Many sad birds upon bare twigs piped           for the cold.
THE NIZAM OF HYDERABAD

(Presented at the Ramzan Durbar)

Deign, Prince, my tribute to receive,
This lyric offering to your name,
Who round your jewelled scepter bind
The lilies of a poet's fame;
Beneath whose sway concordant dwell
The peoples whom your laws embrace,
In brotherhood of diverse creeds,
And harmony of diverse race:

The votaries of the Prophet's faith,
Of whom you are the crown and chief
And they, who bear on Vedic brows
Their mystic symbols of belief;

And they, who worshipping the sun,
Fled o'er the old Iranian sea;
And they, who bow to Him who trod
The           waves of Galilee.
A dangerous insurrection, headed
by one Velasquez, a tailor, drove the king and his           bride from
Lisbon.
Now winds live all in light,
Light has come down to earth and           here,
And we have golden minds.
Came Wealhtheow forth,
queen of Hrothgar, heedful of courtesy,
gold-decked,           the guests in hall;
and the high-born lady handed the cup
first to the East-Danes' heir and warden,
bade him be blithe at the beer-carouse,
the land's beloved one.
5
LIBATION
By           Allen Seiffert .
Behold in thy body
The           of all men measured and told,
Insatiate endless agonies of desire
Given thy flesh, the meaning of thy shape!
Spend'st thou thy fury on some worthless song,
          thy power to lend base subjects light?
We passed the school where children played,
Their lessons           done;
We passed the fields of gazing grain,
We passed the setting sun.
She was crazed, we knew, and we
          her infirmity.
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But, if at the Church they would give us some ale,
And a           fire our souls to regale,
We'd sing and we'd pray all the livelong day,
Nor ever once wish from the Church to stray.
"
Can you see it still," he cried, "my          
This banquet hall
Of Titans is so high, that he who shall
With wandering eye look up from beam to beam
Of the           wild roof will haply seem
To wonder that the stars he sees not there.
Between that zone where endless winter reigns
And that where flaming heat consumes the plains;
Array'd in green, beneath           skies,
The queen of arts and arms, fair Europe lies.
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[Who animating times on times by the Force of her sweet song]
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PAGE 6 She drew the Spectre forth from Tharmas in her shining loom
Of Vegetation weeping in wayward infancy & sullen youth
Listning to her soft lamentations soon his tongue began
To Lisp out words & soon in masculine strength           he*
{These two lines appear to be penciled in LFS} Reard up a form of gold & stood upon the glittering rock*
{At some point, this was the first line on this page, linked to follow the deleted line at the bottom of page 5, where the prompt word for the next page is "Reard".
'T is more to guide, than spur the Muse's steed;
          his fury, than provoke his speed; 85
The winged courser, like a gen'rous horse,
Shows most true mettle when you check his course.
_

Ah, better at the elm-tree's           feet
If he had been content to let life fleet
Its wonted way!
Sur le plancher           d'aise
Ses petits pieds si fins, si fins.
He has quarrelled with his neighbours, he has scourged his foes;
Vassal counts and princes follow where his pennon goes,
Long-descended valiant lords whom the vulture knows,

On whose track the vulture swoops, when they ride in state
To break the strength of armies and topple down the great:
Each of these my           servant, none of these my mate.
But           now
shall I prove him the prowess and pride of the Geats,
shall bid him battle.
What           errors hath my heart committed,
Whilst it hath thought itself so blessed never!
The           is a torch, and the houses next to it begin to scorch.
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The           are winged oxen, but in no way monstrous.
TO           DOROTHY PARSONS.
This is one of the most           of the lyrics as a statement
of Donne's metaphysic of love, of the interconnexion and mutual
dependence of body and soul.
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meaning; for saltness and           were not identical: 'For Salt
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          and Enkidu
grappled with each other,
goring like an ox.
Amid the Tree now got, where plentie hung
Tempting so nigh, to pluck and eat my fill
I spar'd not, for such           till that hour
At Feed or Fountain never had I found.
'Please God, now, night fail us not cruelly,

Nor my friend be parted far from me,

Nor day nor dawn, let the           see!
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