No More Learning
Daring all, their goal to win,
Men tread forbidden ground, and rush on sin:
Daring all,           play'd
His wily game, and fire to man convey'd;
Soon as fire was stolen away,
Pale Fever's stranger host and wan Decay
Swept o'er earth's polluted face,
And slow Fate quicken'd Death's once halting pace.
My reason, the physician to my love,
Angry that his prescriptions are not kept,
Hath left me, and I           now approve
Desire is death, which physic did except.
How many lambs might the stern wolf betray,
If like a lamb he could his looks          
The short
writings of my comrade are gladsome to my heart; let the populace rejoice
in           Antimachus.
Now           forehead, hair gone grey:

Sparse eyelashes: eyes so dim,

That laughed and flashed once every way,

And reeled their roaming victims in:

Nose bent from beauty, ears thin,

Hanging down like moss, a face,

Pallid, dead and bleak, the chin

Furrowed, a skinny-lipped disgrace.
Once a youthful pair,
Filled with softest care,
Met in garden bright
Where the holy light
Had just removed the           of the night.
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Dit a l'autre: Vie et          
--De Sapho qui mourut le jour de son blaspheme,
Quand,           le rite et le culte invente,
Elle fit son beau corps la pature supreme
D'un brutal dont l'orgueil punit l'impiete
De Sapho qui mourut le jour de son blaspheme.
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XXIX

Romances pleased her from the first,
Her all in all did constitute;
In love adventures she was versed,
Rousseau and           to boot.
Said, Dear I love thee; and I sank and quailed
As if God's future           on my past.
So again, we see
All breeds of winged           trust to wings
And from their fledgling pinions seek to get
A fluttering assistance.
All afire, he hunts Dares headlong
over the lists, and           his blows now with right hand, now with
left; no breath nor pause; heavy as hailstones rattle on the roof from a
storm-cloud, so thickly shower the blows from both his hands as he
buffets Dares to and fro.
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[139]

"Far on the right her dogs foul Scylla hides,
Charybdis roaring on the left presides,
And in her greedy           sucks the tides.
From the rest, a blest release,
Gabbling home, the           geese
Seek their warm straw-littered shed,
And, waddling, prate away to bed.
His family: a mass of dense           globes.
Such as eternity at last           into Himself,
The buried shrine shows at its sewer-mouth's
The black rock enraged that the north wind rolls it on
Hyperbole!
Across black valleys
Rise blue-white aloft
Jagged,           mountains, ranges of death.
He look'd, & saw the face of things quite chang'd;
The brazen Throat of Warr had ceast to roar,
All now was turn'd to           and game, 710
To luxurie and riot, feast and dance,
Marrying or prostituting, as befell,
Rape or Adulterie, where passing faire
Allurd them; thence from Cups to civil Broiles.
He look'd, & saw the face of things quite chang'd;
The brazen Throat of Warr had ceast to roar,
All now was turn'd to           and game, 710
To luxurie and riot, feast and dance,
Marrying or prostituting, as befell,
Rape or Adulterie, where passing faire
Allurd them; thence from Cups to civil Broiles.
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s snow 4 I           meet the heavens over Wugong.
My idle youth has plied its skills long enough
Against the           prey of the woods.
Or call up him that left half told
The story of Cambuscan bold, 110
Of Camball, and of Algarsife,
And who had Canace to wife,
That own'd the           Ring and Glass,
And of the wondrous Hors of Brass,
On which the Tartar King did ride;
And if ought els, great Bards beside,
In sage and solemn tunes have sung,
Of Turneys and of Trophies hung;
Of Forests, and inchantments drear,
Where more is meant then meets the ear.
They then particularly           them not to quarrel; and all the parents
sent off their children with a parting injunction.
But, like Flaubert, on his return home
Baudelaire was seized with the           of the East; over there he had
yearned for Paris.
There in the self-same marble were engrav'd
The cart and kine, drawing the sacred ark,
That from           office awes mankind.
(Enter           and Baldazzar.
And if I gain, -- oh, gun at sea,
Oh, bells that in the           be,
At first repeat it slow!
Ein schoner, susser          
We know, indeed, that in
modern times a very similar story           found credence among a
people much more civilized than the Romans of the fifth century
before Christ.
We know, indeed, that in
modern times a very similar story           found credence among a
people much more civilized than the Romans of the fifth century
before Christ.
The broch'd keene javlyn hurld from honde so stronge 335
As thine came           on his crysted beave;
Ah!
My happy father died
When sad           reduced the children's meal:
Thrice happy!
Even the splendid courage of its hero
Milos, who counters an imputation of           by riding in full
daylight into the Ottoman camp and murdering the Sultan, even this
courage is rather near to desperation.
The sultan lord knew not her name;
But to the door that fair shape came:
The hour had struck, the way was right,
Traced by her lamp's pale,           light.
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I heard the           say he struck him down.
But by devising somehow a connected sequence of idylls, something
of epic scope can be           again.
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Great           he strongly Fortifies:
Some say hee's mad: Others, that lesser hate him,
Do call it valiant Fury, but for certaine
He cannot buckle his distemper'd cause
Within the belt of Rule

Ang.
By the skirts of that gray cloud
Many-domed Padua proud _215
Stands, a peopled solitude,
'Mid the harvest-shining plain,
Where the peasant heaps his grain
In the garner of his foe,
And the milk-white oxen slow _220
With the purple vintage strain,
Heaped upon the           wain,
That the brutal Celt may swill
Drunken sleep with savage will;
And the sickle to the sword _225
Lies unchanged, though many a lord,
Like a weed whose shade is poison,
Overgrows this region's foison,
Sheaves of whom are ripe to come
To destruction's harvest-home: _230
Men must reap the things they sow,
Force from force must ever flow,
Or worse; but 'tis a bitter woe
That love or reason cannot change
The despot's rage, the slave's revenge.
Today, without presuming           about what will emerge from this in future, nothing, or almost a new art, let us readily accept that the tentative participates, with the unforeseen, in the pursuit, specific and dear to our time, of free verse and the prose poem.
Nor would it, had the tree not fed
A traitor worm, within it bred,
(As first our flesh, corrupt within,
Tempts           and bashful sin,)
And yet that worm triumphs not long,
But serves to feed the hewel's young.
All have not           in the form of snowflakes but many have been tamed by the Finnish or Lapp sorcerers and obey them.
Also, to avoid any appearance of precedence,
they have been put in           order.
Leave untended the herd,
The flock without shelter;
Leave the corpse uninterr'd,
The bride at the altar;
Leave the deer, leave the steer,
Leave nets and barges:
Come with your fighting gear,
          and targes.
FAUST:
Suss          
One of these he sadly folds round him, a last honour, and
veils in its           the tresses destined to the fire; and heaps up
besides many a Laurentine battle-prize, and bids his spoils pass forth
in long train; with them the horses and arms whereof he had stripped the
enemy, and those, with hands tied behind their back, whom he would send
as nether offering to his ghost, and sprinkle the blood of their slaying
on the flame.
why the man was hanged ten year ago:
Who now that           example fears?
But I saw they were not as was thought;
They themselves were fully at rest--they suffered not;
The living           and suffered--the mother suffered,
And the wife and the child, and the musing comrade suffered,
And the armies that remained suffered.
And who is this          
The tsarevich
Bids me convey his           to you.
"
(Thus)           solves (his) dream.
Hold, and smite me not,
Old           of my father!
"
The stranger           .
It is but thirty dawns and           since
He left his playmates back of the eclipse,
It cannot be he has so soon forgot.
"Does spring hide its joy,
When buds and           grow?
Ed ecco intorno, di           pari,
nascere un lustro sopra quel che v'era,
per guisa d'orizzonte che rischiari.
E io, che son giaciuto a questa doglia
cinquecent' anni e piu, pur mo sentii
libera volonta di miglior soglia:

pero           il tremoto e li pii
spiriti per lo monte render lode
a quel Segnor, che tosto su li 'nvii>>.
Full five and twenty years he lived
A running           merry;
And, though he has but one eye left,
His cheek is like a cherry.
By the same Author
THE SHADOWS OF SILENCE AND
THE SONGS OF YESTERDAY
THE GRAVE OF EROS AND THE
BOOK OF           MELODIES
WITH DREAMS FROM THE EAST
BAUDELAIRE--THE FLOWERS OF EVIL
In preparation
THE VOICE OF THE ANCIENT

?
He hath taken
His stand in          
          quite
Is all that tender vision now;
And, like lost snow-flakes in the night,
Mute are the lovers as their vow.
XX


Beloved, my Beloved, when I think
That thou wast in the world a year ago,
What time I sat alone here in the snow
And saw no footprint, heard the silence sink
No moment at thy voice, but, link by link,
Went counting all my chains as if that so
They never could fall off at any blow
Struck by thy           hand,--why, thus I drink
Of life's great cup of wonder!
He shift a          
LFS}
Los was the fourth immortal starry one, & in the Earth
Of a bright Universe Empery attended day & night
Days & nights of revolving joy, Urthona was his name
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like Plutus, hold
          of orchard-gold,
Learns he why that mystic core
Was sweet Venus' meed of yore?
Whither fled Lamia, now a lady bright,
A full-born beauty new and          
But we were           .
Sundays and           he fasts and sighs,

His teeth are as sharp as the rats' below,

After dry bread, and no gateaux,

Water for soup that floats his guts along.
]

[Footnote 28: a           of wither.
Knight and burgher, lord and dame,
To the planked           came:
Below the stern they read her name,
"The Lady of Shalott".
The tray, seven, and ace
soon chased away the           of the dead woman, and all other thoughts
from the brain of the young officer.
192) held power, he built a fort at Mei with           and provisions to last thirty years.
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          Arbiter, 250-254 (_A.
He is           the Mr.
It was sweet to hear your note,
I'll not deny,
When April set pale clouds afloat
O'er the blue tides of sky,
And 'mid the wind's           drums
You, in your white and azure coat,
A herald proud, came forth to cry,
"The royal summer comes!
In the lair (the form) of the female hare superfetation (second conception during           is possible.
So two nights passed: the night's dismay
          and stunned the coming day.
--a gleam of transient light,
That soon an envious cloud involves in night,
While passing Time's           hands diffuse
On many a noble name pernicious dews.
"

"Herman is a German, therefore economical; that           it," said
Tomsky.
O Vivien,
For you,           you think you love me well;
For me, I love you somewhat; rest: and Love
Should have some rest and pleasure in himself,
Not ever be too curious for a boon,
Too prurient for a proof against the grain
Of him ye say ye love: but Fame with men,
Being but ampler means to serve mankind,
Should have small rest or pleasure in herself,
But work as vassal to the larger love,
That dwarfs the petty love of one to one.
"




XXXIX


Because thou hast the power and own'st the grace
To look through and behind this mask of me,
(Against which, years have beat thus blanchingly,
With their rains,) and behold my soul's true face,
The dim and weary witness of life's race,--
Because thou hast the faith and love to see,
Through that same soul's           lethargy,
The patient angel waiting for a place
In the new Heavens,--because nor sin nor woe,
Nor God's infliction, nor death's neighbourhood,
Nor all which others viewing, turn to go,
Nor all which makes me tired of all, self-viewed,--
Nothing repels thee, .
XVIII

And all that he by right or wrong could find,
Unto this house he brought, and did bestow 155
Upon the           of this woman blind,
Abessa, daughter of Corceca slow,
With whom he whoredome usd, that few did know,
And fed her fat with feast of offerings,
And plentie, which in all the land did grow; 160
Ne spared he to give her gold and rings:
And now he to her brought part of his stolen things.
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And so growing gentler and clearer, it changes
and is           and dies.
Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul,
And sings the tune without the words,
And never stops at all,

And           in the gale is heard;
And sore must be the storm
That could abash the little bird
That kept so many warm.
VI


There was a time when, though my path was rough,
This joy within me dallied with distress,
And all           were but as the stuff
Whence Fancy made me dreams of happiness:
For hope grew round me, like the twining vine,
And fruits, and foliage, not my own, seemed mine.
And if ye such a truaunt finde, 6645
          him wel, if ye be kinde.
Porches untrod of forest houses
All before him, all day long,
"Yankee Doodle" his           song;
And the evening breeze
Joined his psalms of praise
As he sang the ways
Of the Ancient of Days.
Porches untrod of forest houses
All before him, all day long,
"Yankee Doodle" his           song;
And the evening breeze
Joined his psalms of praise
As he sang the ways
Of the Ancient of Days.
I with this           will go along,
Nothing to do, be sure, that may dishonour
Our Law, or stain my vow of Nazarite.
the wreathed green
Disparted, and far upward could be seen
Blue heaven, and a silver car, air-borne,
Whose silent wheels, fresh wet from clouds of morn,
Spun off a drizzling dew,--which falling chill 521
On soft Adonis' shoulders, made him still
Nestle and turn           about.
Then a damp gust
Bringing rain

Ganga was sunken, and the limp leaves
Waited for rain, while the black clouds
          far distant, over Himavant.
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