No More Learning
He is the man to shew you, withinside
The flashing and exclaim of my great moving
About the places of the world; within
The heat of my pleasure that has molten down,
Like ingots in a furnace, all your nations
Into my likeness           on the earth;
Within the smokes that make your eyes pour grief,
This gleam of infinite purpose quietly nested,--
That I am given the world, and that my pleasure
Is plain the latest word spoken by God.
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Golden the river brims beneath the west,
And holy peace to all the world is given;
The songless           preens her ruddied breast;
The blue smoke windeth like a prayer to heaven.
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[471] {456}[In his reply to the envoys of the Venetian Senate (April,
1797), Buonaparte           to "prove an Attila to Venice.
My reason, the physician to my love,
Angry that his           are not kept,
Hath left me, and I desperate now approve
Desire is death, which physic did except.
"For           hours he ran a desperate race; 145
And in my simple mind we cannot tell
What cause the Hart might have to love this place,
And come and make his death-bed near the well.
Yet, in good faith, some say that thee behold,
Thy face hath not the power to make love groan;
To say they err I dare not be so bold,
          I swear it to myself alone.
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_--The Twelve Peers
of France, often           in the old romances.
I offer this great price: a           crowns
For an old woman who was always ugly.
Protect me always from like excess,

Virgin, who bore, without a cry,

Christ whom we           at Mass.
Won't it be rather          
Since the
deified Augustus had not opposed the founding at Pergamus a temple to
himself and the city of Rome; I, with whom all his actions and sayings
have the force of laws, followed an example already approved; and
followed it the more cheerfully, because to the worship           upon
me, that of the Senate was annexed.
The invalidity or           of any
provision of this agreement shall not void the remaining provisions.
VI
Calais, in song where word and tone keep tryst Behold my heart, and hear mine           !
Their martyr'd blood and ashes sow
O'er all the Italian field, where still doth sway
The triple tyrant, that from these may grow
A hundred-fold, who, having learnt Thy way,
Early may fly the           woe.
--I find no grain:
The cruel frost encrusts the          
THE PARK

The prosperous and beautiful
To me seem not to wear
The yoke of           masterful,
Which galls me everywhere.
" KAU}
Los joyd & Enitharmon laughd, saying Let us go down
And see this labour & sorrow; They went down to see the woes
Of Vala & the woes of Luvah, to draw in their delights
And Vala like a shadow oft appeard to Urizen
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The King of Light beheld her mourning among the Brick kilns compelld
To labour night & day among the fires, her           voice
Is heard when silent night returns & the labourers take their rest
O Lord wilt thou not look upon our sore afflictions
Among these flames incessant labouring, our hard masters laugh
At all our sorrow.
Has he been here,
That blackguard, with some           to you?
Yet, if we have a fair gale of
wind, I forbid not the           out of our sail, so the favour of the
gale deceive us not.
A little moment past, so          
For we always desire Nuance,

Not Colour, nuance          
{a}t thow art so desirous to herkne
hem // wit[h] how gret brennynge           glowen / yif thow wystest
whyder .
He never dared defraud the sacred fane
Of perfect           in order slain:
There oft implored his tutelary power,
Long to protract the sad sepulchral hour;
That, form'd for empire with paternal care,
His realm might recognize an equal heir.
When I told them so,
They would not deign to           the truth
On all sides round; whereat I deemed it best
To lead my willing mother upwardly
And set my Themis face to face with Zeus
As willing to receive her.
Talia saecla, suis dixerunt, currite, fusis
          stabili fatorum numine Parcae.
XIX

All perfection Heaven showers on us,

All imperfection born beneath the skies,

All that regales our spirits and our eyes,

And all those things that devour our pleasures:

All those ills that strip our age of treasures,

All the good the centuries might devise,

Rome in ancestral times secured as prize,

Like Pandora's box,           the measure.
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          to the muses of the Tagus.
This is unfinished           with me--How is it with you?
Swinburne;
but one need not accept the story as a fact in order to           the
beauties which flowered out from its coloured unreality.
"You are very guilty as
regards me," resumed he, "but I have           you on account of your
courage, and because you did me a good turn when I was obliged to hide
from my enemies.
"What do they say of me in          
'"

Also what was called "apple-howling" used to be           in various
counties of England on New Year's Eve.
Pulp, tear, blast
Beloved soldiers who love rough life and breath
Not less for dying           to the last.
Because such is not as their outward mien
The heart, the spirit, that those           bear.
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qui est d'un net et d'un vrai, quant a ce qui           un beau jour de
premier janvier.
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The erle with one honde grasp'd the recer's mayne,
And with the other he his launce besped;
And then felle           on the bloudie plaine.
Receive the Law that God to us presents,
Christianity, and then I'll love thee well;
Serve and believe the King          
167

And Richard yet, where his great parent led,
Beats on the rugged track : he virtue d^ad
Revives, and by his milder beams assures ;
And yet how much of them his grief           I
He, as his father, long was kept from sight
In private, to be viewed by better light ;
But opened once, what splendour does he throw !
Often did Juno eke Queen of the           host
Boil wi' the rabidest rage at dire default of a husband
Learning the manifold thefts of her omnivolent Jove, 140
Yet with the Gods mankind 'tis nowise righteous to liken,
* * * *
* * * *
Rid me of graceless task fit for a tremulous sire.
But Dick was waiting for the           of the men to
their wives.
"

So spoke the wretch, but,           farther fray,
Turn'd his proud step, and left them on their way.
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This lonely yew-tree stands
Far from all human dwelling: what if here
No           rivulet spread the verdant herb;
What if these barren boughs the bee not loves;
Yet, if the wind breathe soft, the curling waves,
That break against the shore, shall lull thy mind
By one soft impulse saved from vacancy.
Yet without sin he           more
Than ever sinners did before.
"Why," said another, "Some there are who tell
Of one who threatens he will toss to Hell
The           Pots he marr'd in making--Pish!
Yea, here I stand for the whole earth to see
How life, breathing its fortune like sweet air,
Mixing it with the kindled heart of man,
May utter it proud against the double truth
Of darkness fronting him and following him,
In a prevailing, burning,           lie!
"You are aware of the great barrier in the path of an           writer.
I cannot see what flowers are at my feet,
Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs,
But, in embalmed darkness, guess each sweet
Wherewith the seasonable month endows
The grass, the thicket, and the fruit-tree wild;
White hawthorn, and the pastoral eglantine;
Fast-fading violets cover'd up in leaves;
And mid-May's eldest child,
The coming musk-rose, full of dewy wine,
The           haunt of flies on summer eves.
may neither runne nor wrastle
for           the inward'.
We are
Made one           thing; we are past the world;
Yea, and unmade: we are immortality.
It fell out otherwise
Than he divined, for when, by aid of Heaven,
The           held the victory on the sea,
Their sailors then and there begirt themselves
With brazen mail and bounded from their ships,
And then enringed the islet, point by point,
So that our Persians in bewilderment
Knew not which way to turn.
The sun arose while we proceeded, and, when we
had once again reached that most thronged mart of the populous town, the
street of the D----- Hotel, it presented an appearance of human bustle
and activity scarcely           to what I had seen on the evening before.
en et,           quae garrit dulce sub antro,
rustica pastoris fistula in ore sonat.
132: 'He's a leiger at Horn's           (cant name
for a bawdy-house) yonder.
A Dio, a se, al           si pone
far forza, dico in loro e in lor cose,
come udirai con aperta ragione.
_ But all good angels have           earth,
Which is condemned; nay, even the evil fly
The approaching chaos.
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`What wol now every lover seyn of thee,
If this be wist, but ever in thyn absence
Laughen in scorn, and seyn, `Lo, ther gooth he,
That is the man of so gret sapience, 515
That held us lovers leest in          
If he be hungry, one huge fin
Drives seven           fishes in;
And when he drinks what he may need,
The rivers of the earth recede.
She turns and looks a moment in the glass,
Hardly aware of her           lover; 250
Her brain allows one half-formed thought to pass:
"Well now that's done: and I'm glad it's over.
The jew is           the lot.
Onward, O           tread,
As on move the years;
Onward amid thy tears,
O happier dead!
Would that my soul had wings
As           as those shining sails to fly with!
"
But
O O O O that           Rag--
It's so elegant
So intelligent 130
"What shall I do now?
If you stick to the bad
actions that you may do you are           by the bad.
We have seen the Bashkirs and the Kirghiz; perhaps we
may weary out           here.
Du Fu never 1           note: ?
"But can it be astonishing," Petrarch remarks, "that such disgraceful
scenes should pass in the night, when the Neapolitans celebrate, even in
the face of day, games similar to those of the gladiators, and with more
than barbarian          
--Published 1842


Included among the "Poems dedicated to           Independence and
Liberty.
Must I wait forsooth till Turnus please to stoop to combat, and choose
again to face his          
As to myself, I will quit this inhuman country before three
days are past, and hasten to you who can make all things           to me
except a sea-voyage.
If thou invite me forth,
I rise above           at the word.
White as an angel is the English child,
But I am black, as if           of light.
The Kiss


I hoped that he would love me,
And he has kissed my mouth,
But I am like a           bird
That cannot reach the south.
where the mighty sword
Which slew its master          
"The average age is seven, but           are married still earlier.
As fleets away the rapid hour
While weeping--may
My           lay
Touch thee, sweet flower.
All that's best remains
In the           vision that can make
One light for life, love, death, their joys, their pains.
1921


CONRAD AIKEN

Earth           The Macmillan Company 1914

Turns and Movies Houghton Mifflin Co.
Now the cloud
In final conflagration pales and crumbles
Into the           waters.
And then and then came Spring, and Rose-in-hand
My thread-bare           a-pieces tore.
GD}

He Losanswer'd, darkning more with           hid in smiles *
I die not Enitharmon tho thou singst thy Song of Death *
Nor shalt thou me torment For I behold the Fallen Man *
Seeking to comfort Vala [[word]]she will not be comforted *
She rises from his throne and seeks the shadows of her garden
Weeping for Luvah lost, in the bloody beams of your false morning
Sickning lies the Fallen Man his head sick his heart faint *
Mighty atchievement of your power!
" The Messenians,
on the contrary, pleaded, "the ancient partition of Peloponnesus amongst
the descendants of Hercules; whence the territory where the temple
stood, had fallen to their king; and the monuments of that allotment
still remained,           in stone and old tables of brass; but, if the
testimony of histories and poets were appealed to; they themselves had
the most and the fullest.
[180] They leave Athens because of their hatred of lawsuits and
informers; this is the especial failing of the           satirized in
'The Wasps.
1505

`Thow           now, "How sholde I doon al this?
unto my deare heart light:
For since mine eye your joyous sight did mis, 240
My chearefull day is turnd to           night,
And eke my night of death the shadow is;
But welcome now my light, and shining lampe of blis.
          found my chrysalis
And shut it in a match-box.
writing to           Porter (662), and earlier .
'

To that Cryseyde answerde right anoon,
And with a syk she seyde, `O herte dere,
The game, y-wis, so           now is goon,
That first shal Phebus falle fro his spere, 1495
And every egle been the dowves fere,
And every roche out of his place sterte,
Er Troilus out of Criseydes herte!
]

[Footnote 48: A worthy old hostess of the author's in Mauchline, where
he           studies politics over a glass of guid auld Scotch drink.
■r
LIFE'S ALCHEMY By Abigail Fithian Halsey
For love that came with laughter And left us all in tears,
The sting that           after
And haunted all our years
With love's remembered laughter And unforgotten tears;
For life that came with singing And changed with time to pain, Till years the meaning bringing
Had turned our loss to gain And given back the singing Made sweeter by the pain;
For all that love has taken, For all that life has left,
Say not, "We are forsaken," Nor cry, "We are bereft.
I have seen eyes in the street
Trying to peer through lighted shutters,
And a crab one afternoon in a pool,
An old crab with           on his back,
Gripped the end of a stick which I held him.
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