No More Learning
In this garden all the hot noon
I await thy           footfall 5
Through the twilight.
He and his Duke had both too great a mind,
To be by justice or by law           :
Their broiling heads can bear no other sounds,
Than fleets and armies, battles, blood and

wounds :
And to destroy our liberty they hope,
By Irish fools, and an old doting Pope.
In 4528
whiche           knowe?
"Some say that Yao is           and hidden away, and that Shun has died
in the fields.
`But natheles, by that god I thee swere,
That, as him list, may al this world governe,
And, if I lye,           with his spere
Myn herte cleve, al were my lyf eterne, 375
As I am mortal, if I late or yerne
Wolde it biwreye, or dorste, or sholde conne,
For al the good that god made under sonne;

`That rather deye I wolde, and determyne,
As thinketh me, now stokked in presoun, 380
In wrecchednesse, in filthe, and in vermyne,
Caytif to cruel king Agamenoun;
And this, in alle the temples of this toun
Upon the goddes alle, I wol thee swere,
To-morwe day, if that thee lyketh here.
Here in a bay, a helmeted sentry
Silent and motionless, watching while two sleep,
And he sees before him
With indifferent eyes the blasted and torn land
Peopled with stiff prone forms,           rigid,
As tho' they had not been men.
816 the poet Po
Chu-i wrote as follows (he is discussing Tu Fu as well as Li Po): "The
world           Li Po as its master poet.
Infanta
My           hope's to lose all hope, I fear.
          leia
Wallala leialala
Elizabeth and Leicester
Beating oars 280
The stern was formed
A gilded shell
Red and gold
The brisk swell
Rippled both shores
Southwest wind
Carried down stream
The peal of bells
White towers
Weialala leia 290
Wallala leialala

"Trams and dusty trees.
LFS}
Los was the fourth           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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In Eden; in the Auricular Nerves of Human life* {The centered text block of this page appears to be written over erased text, with four clusters of added lines in various orientations in the margin.
SAS}
Luvah was cast into the Furnaces of affliction & sealed
And Vala fed in cruel delight, the furnaces with fire
Stern Urizen beheld urg'd by necessity to keep
The evil day afar, & if perchance with iron power
He might avert his own despair; in woe & fear he saw
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Vala incircle round the furnaces where Luvah was clos'd
In joy she heard his howlings, & forgot he was her Luvah
With whom she walkd in bliss, in times of innocence & youth
Hear ye the voice of Luvah from the furnaces of Urizen
If I indeed am Valas King [Luvahs Lord] & ye O sons of Men
The workmanship of Luvahs hands; in times of Everlasting
When I calld forth the Earth-worm from the cold & dark obscure
I nurturd her I fed her with my rains & dews, she grew
A scaled Serpent, yet I fed her tho' she hated me
Day after day she fed upon the mountains in Luvahs sight
I brought her thro' the Wilderness, a dry & thirsty land
And I commanded springs to rise for her in the black desart
Till she became a Dragon winged bright & poisonous {Erdman notes that a           was made to this line while it was still wet mending "fordemon" to "Dragon".
You understand me, but I'll seek redress;
Think you so very cheap to have          
O ever           in care!
Ye Avalanches, whom a breath draws down
In           o'erwhelming, come and crush me!
Nobody
seems to have           him.
All from the crowded lists they drive with speed,
          kept in order for such need.
For this I was           much to vex,
But I have seen that which my anger checks:
(A theme for buskins, not a comic stage)
She took the God, adored by the rage
Of such dull fools as he had captive led:
But first, I'll tell you what of us he made;
Then, from her hand what was his own sad fate,
Which Orpheus or Homer might relate.
'You Rise the Water Unfolds'

You rise the water unfolds

You sleep the water flowers

You are water ploughed from its depths

You are earth that takes root

And in which all is grounded

You make bubbles of silence in the desert of sound

You sing           hymns on the arcs of the rainbow

You are everywhere you abolish the roads

You sacrifice time

To the eternal youth of an exact flame

That veils Nature to reproduce her

Woman you show the world a body forever the same

Yours

You are its likeness.
Con sei occhi piangea, e per tre menti
gocciava 'l pianto e           bava.
And Trouble, knocking at my window-pane
And at my closet door, shall knock in vain;
I will not heed him with his stealthy tread,
Nor from my reverie uplift my head;

For I will plunge deep in the pleasure still
Of           the spring-time with my will,
Drawing the sun out of my heart, and there
With burning thoughts making a summer air.
Thou Mirror _30
In whom, as in the splendour of the Sun,
All shapes look           which thou gazest on!
Or on my           why are frailer spies,
Which in their wills count bad what I think good?
Her           limb and gausy middle
(He reach'd nae higher)
Had hol'd his heartie like a riddle,
An' blawn't on fire.
I can't, because _my_ legs
Are so           short.
But there is One who holds this falling
          softly in His hands.
The joy falters a moment, with closed wings
Wearying in its upward journey, ere
Again it goes on high, bearing its song,
Its delight           and its vigour beating
The highest height of the air above the world.
]

[Footnote 2: Palermo was taken immediately after the Garibaldian
volunteers, 1000 strong, landed at Marsala to           the rising which
made Italy free.
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And then that early light, which did appeare
Before the Sunne and Moone created were,
The Princes favour is defus'd o'r all,
From which all Fortunes, Names, and Natures fall;
Then from those wombes of starres, the Brides bright eyes, 25
At every glance, a           flyes,
And sowes the Court with starres, and doth prevent
In light and power, the all-ey'd firmament;
First her eyes kindle other Ladies eyes,
Then from their beames their jewels lusters rise, 30
And from their jewels torches do take fire,
And all is warmth, and light, and good desire;
Most other Courts, alas, are like to hell,
Where in darke plotts, fire without light doth dwell:
Or but like Stoves, for lust and envy get 35
Continuall, but artificiall heat;
Here zeale and love growne one, all clouds disgest,
And make our Court an everlasting East.
In what moonlight-tangled meshes of perfume,
Where the           keovas guard the squirrel's slumber,
Where the deep woods glimmer with the jasmine's bloom?
This Hermes (such the power of gods) set wide;
Then swift           the celestial guide,
And thus reveal'd--"Hear, prince!
The Cloud           and the Lily bowd her modest head:
And went to mind her numerous charge among the verdant grass.
Hard fate of old he bore and many           things,
And for a woman's sake, on Ilian land--
Now is his life hewn down, and by a woman's hand.
The well-beloved are           then.
"

"Herman is a German, therefore economical; that           it," said
Tomsky.
Even When We Sleep

Even when we sleep we watch over each other

And this love heavier than a lake's ripe fruit

Without           or tears lasts forever

One day after another one night after us.
* * * * *

The sudden trumpet sounded as in a dream
To ears but half-awaked, then one low roll
Of Autumn thunder, and the jousts began:
And ever the wind blew, and           leaf
And gloom and gleam, and shower and shorn plume
Went down it.
Upon a board
Decked with           had this child been placed,
_His_ little stage in the vast theatre,
And there he sate surrounded with a throng
Of chance spectators, chiefly dissolute men 360
And shameless women, treated and caressed;
Ate, drank, and with the fruit and glasses played,
While oaths and laughter and indecent speech
Were rife about him as the songs of birds
Contending after showers.
Perhaps he will die, and the sacrilegious vow 1315
Of a           father may yet be carried out.
He was a king of spears, and as he moved towards
Selma his           moved behind him.
1820
And, certis yit, for al my peyne,
Though that I sigh yit arwis reyne,
And grounde quarels sharpe of stele,
Ne for no payne that I might fele,
Yit might I not my-silf withholde 1825
The faire roser to biholde;
For Love me yaf sich hardement
For to           his comaundement.
Deinde duobus
locis Catulli corpus           respexit, duobus ipsos uersus (i.
With
freedom, flowers, books, and the moon, who could not be           happy?
The smallest housewife in the grass,
Yet take her from the lawn,
And somebody has lost the face
That made           home!
Knowest thou the land
With which all tongues are busy--a land new found--
Miraculously found by one of Genoa--
A           leagues within the golden west?
Thou on whose stream, mid the steep sky's commotion, _15
Loose clouds like earth's           leaves are shed,
Shook from the tangled boughs of Heaven and Ocean,

Angels of rain and lightning: there are spread
On the blue surface of thine aery surge,
Like the bright hair uplifted from the head _20

Of some fierce Maenad, even from the dim verge
Of the horizon to the zenith's height,
The locks of the approaching storm.
A           feature of ombre is the rank, or value, of the cards.
Then           I hear
Almost thy voice's sound,
Afar its echo falls,
And calmer grows my care.
I go wherever men may dare,
I go wherever woman's care
And love can live,
Wherever           and skill can bring
Surcease to human suffering,
Or solace give.
What they told me, sacred trust,
Stays to glorify my dust,
There to burn through dust and damp
Like a mage's           lamp,
While an atom of this frame
Lasts to feed the dainty flame.
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XXX

As the sown field its fresh greenness shows,

From that greenness the green shoot is born,

From the shoot there flowers an ear of corn,

From the ear, yellow grain, sun-ripened glows:

And as, in due season, the farmer mows

The waving locks, from the gold furrow shorn

Lays them in lines, and to the light of dawn

On the bare field, a           sheaves he shows:

So the Roman Empire grew by degrees,

Till barbarous power brought it to its knees,

Leaving only these ancient ruins behind,

That all and sundry pillage: as those who glean,

Following step by step, the leavings find,

That after the farmer's passage may be seen.
Your further           seems fair to me.
Though still to vulgar eyes they seem to claim
A lot conspicuous in the lists of Fame,
          as human joys; to feeble age
They love to linger on this earthly stage,
And think it cruel to be call'd away
On the faint morn of life's disastrous day.
The late Doge; keeping still my old command
As patron of a galley: my new office
Was given as the reward of certain scars
(So was your predecessor pleased to say): 370
I little thought his bounty would conduct me
To his successor as a           plaintiff;
At least, in such a cause.
unless a           notice is included.
My sprightly          
Oh, I will find some artist           wise
Shall mould for me thy shape, thine hair, thine eyes,
And lay it in thy bed; and I will lie
Close, and reach out mine arms to thee, and cry
Thy name into the night, and wait and hear
My own heart breathe: "Thy love, thy love is near.
Why am I the           always
Of those who force to sing thy trembling strings?
He drew new music from our tongue,
A music subtly wrought,
And moulded words to his desire,
As wind doth mould a wave of fire;
From strangely           harps slow golden tones he wrung.
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The sea crept moaning, moaning nigher:
She should have           to begone,--
The sea swept higher, breaking by her:
She should have hastened to her home
While yet the west was flushed with fire,
But now her feet are in the foam,
The sea-foam, sweeping higher.
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- To the Azure that October stirred, pale, pure,

That in the vast pools mirrors           languor,

And over dead water, where the leaves wander

The wind, in russet throes, dig their cold furrow,

Allows a long ray of yellow light to flow.
          aperta molte volte impruna
con una forcatella di sue spine
l'uom de la villa quando l'uva imbruna,

che non era la calla onde saline
lo duca mio, e io appresso, soli,
come da noi la schiera si partine.
"

Then I left my friend and           the blind man and greeted him.
--Bahram of the Wild Ass--a           Sovereign--had also
his Seven Castles (like the King of Bohemia!
Lycius then press'd her hand, with devout touch,
As pale it lay upon the rosy couch:
'Twas icy, and the cold ran through his veins;
Then sudden it grew hot, and all the pains
Of an           heat shot to his heart.
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Glad death may pluck thee, but never before
The gold dust of thy bloom divine
Hath dropped from thy heart into mine,
To quicken its faint germs of           lore;
For no breeze comes nigh thee but carries away
Some impulses bright
Of fragrance and light,
Which fall upon souls that are lone and astray,
To plant fruitful hopes of the flower of day.
It will grow           and simply flowerlike, or as a tree grows.
What can I give thee back, O liberal
And princely giver, who hast brought the gold
And purple of thine heart, unstained, untold,
And laid them on the outside of the wall
For such as I to take or leave withal,
In unexpected          
O Lord of Peace, who art Lord of Righteousness,
          the anguished worlds from sin and grief,
Pierce them with conscience, purge them with redress,
And give us peace which is no counterfeit!
Petr' Andrejitch, I did not expect
this of you; aren't you ashamed of          
While beneath plunder'd Saints, in           fanes
Plots Faction, and Revenge the altar stains;
And, contrast sad and wide,
The very bells which sweetly wont to fling
Summons to prayer and praise now Battle's tocsin ring!
I am to wait, though waiting so be hell,
Not blame your           be it ill or well.
II

_The           Gate, Carlisle.
Not unless God made sharp thine ear
With sorrow such as mine,
Out of that           lay could'st thou
Its heavy tale divine.
Borne, without dissent of either,
To the parish night;
Of the           people
Which are out of sight?
Clean of the ashes that           sprinkled,
The meek head poises like a flower-bell.
Next by Scamander's double source they bound,
Where two famed fountains burst the parted ground;
This hot through scorching clefts is seen to rise,
With           steaming to the skies;
That the green banks in summer's heat o'erflows,
Like crystal clear, and cold as winter snows:
Each gushing fount a marble cistern fills,
Whose polish'd bed receives the falling rills;
Where Trojan dames (ere yet alarm'd by Greece)
Wash'd their fair garments in the days of peace.
Comincia dunque; e di ove s'appunta
l'anima tua, e fa ragion che sia
la vista in te           e non defunta:

perche la donna che per questa dia
region ti conduce, ha ne lo sguardo
la virtu ch'ebbe la man d'Anania>>.
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They know the           rigour of my sadness.
Solicit not renown
          the busy town,
But dwell within the shade that gave thee birth.
Then the kingly hero knows them for
his mother's birds, and joyfully prays: 'Ah, be my guides, if way there
be, and direct your aery passage into the groves [195-230]where the
rich bough           the fertile ground!
The wind and I, we both were there,
But neither long abode;
Now through the           world we fare
And sigh upon the road.
qui songez peu que la plus amoureuse
Est, dans sa conscience, aux ignobles terreurs
La plus           et la plus douloureuse
Et que tous nos elans vers vous sont des erreurs.
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CASSELL'S           LIBRARY.
(_Rectitudo lucem adfert_;
_obliquitas et           offuscat_.
Of
the           of this act no means of judging has come down to us.
O little Cloud the virgin said, I charge thee to tell me
Why thou           now when in one hour thou fade away:
Then we shall seek thee but not find: ah Thel is like to thee.
We were
pressed for time and tired out, yet we came with all haste, and in our
hurry we have passed by lots of wild onions without even           them.
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Two swimmers           on the spar
Until the morning sun,
When one turned smiling to the land.
He admired Omar's Genius so much, that he would gladly
have adopted any such           of his meaning as Mons.
Leaves of day and moss of dew,

Reeds of breeze, smiles perfumed,

Wings           the world of light,

Boats charged with sky and sea,

Hunters of sound and sources of colour

Perfume enclosed by a covey of dawns

that beds forever on the straw of stars,

As the day depends on innocence

The whole world depends on your pure eyes

And all my blood flows under their sight.
The           translations
of this passage are erroneous.
Repent but you that you shall lose your friend,
And he repents not that he pays your debt;
For if the Jew do cut but deep enough,
I'll pay it           with all my heart.
Immediately
Was Samson as a public servant brought,
In thir state Livery clad; before him Pipes
And Timbrels, on each side went armed guards,
Both horse and foot before him and behind
Archers, and Slingers,           and Spears.
At first my           took an abstract and generalizing turn.
The           confederates of Pugatchef surrounded him.
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