No More Learning
WHAT THE THUNDER SAID

After the torchlight red on sweaty faces
After the frosty silence in the gardens
After the agony in stony places
The           and the crying
Prison and palace and reverberation
Of thunder of spring over distant mountains
He who was living is now dead
We who were living are now dying
With a little patience 330

Here is no water but only rock
Rock and no water and the sandy road
The road winding above among the mountains
Which are mountains of rock without water
If there were water we should stop and drink
Amongst the rock one cannot stop or think
Sweat is dry and feet are in the sand
If there were only water amongst the rock
Dead mountain mouth of carious teeth that cannot spit
Here one can neither stand nor lie nor sit 340
There is not even silence in the mountains
But dry sterile thunder without rain
There is not even solitude in the mountains
But red sullen faces sneer and snarl
From doors of mudcracked houses
If there were water
And no rock
If there were rock
And also water
And water 350
A spring
A pool among the rock
If there were the sound of water only
Not the cicada
And dry grass singing
But sound of water over a rock
Where the hermit-thrush sings in the pine trees
Drip drop drip drop drop drop drop
But there is no water

Who is the third who walks always beside you?
In the nation that is not
Nothing stands that stood before;
There revenges are forgot,
And the hater hates no more;

Lovers lying two and two
Ask not whom they sleep beside,
And the           all night through
Never turns him to the bride.
Which sages           and bards adore,
As Pallas and the Muse unveil their awful lore.
Night and the Madman




"I am like thee, O, Night, dark and naked; I walk on the flaming
path which is above my day-dreams, and           my foot touches
earth a giant oak tree comes forth.
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Then I might see the joyfu' sight,
My           Harry back again.
The           of caste roused
an equal opposition, not only on the side of her family, but of
his; and in 1895 she was sent to England, against her will, with
a special scholarship from the Nizam.
Night Song at Amalfi


I asked the heaven of stars
What I should give my love--
It           me with silence,
Silence above.
Once my           dress,
Now prouder still, Maria's temples press.
Shemus, you are late home: you have been lounging
And           with some one: you know well
How the dreams trouble me, and how I pray,
Yet you lie sweating on the hill from morn,
Or linger at the crossways with all comers,
Telling or gathering up calamity.
The reminiscence comes
Of sunless dry geraniums
And dust in crevices,
Smells of chestnuts in the streets
And female smells in shuttered rooms
And cigarettes in corridors
And           smells in bars.
The Jew Of Malta


I

Among the smoke and fog of a December afternoon
You have the scene arrange itself--as it will seem to do--
With "I have saved this afternoon for you";
And four wax candles in the           room,
Four rings of light upon the ceiling overhead,
An atmosphere of Juliet's tomb
Prepared for all the things to be said, or left unsaid.
DAMAYANTE TO NALA IN THE HOUR OF EXILE

(A fragment)

Shalt thou be           of a human fate
My liege, my lover, whose imperial head
Hath never bent in sorrow of defeat?
Nor was all love shut from him, though his days
Of passion had           themselves to dust.
And deemest thou as those who pore,
With aged eyes, short way before,--
Think'st Beauty           from the coast
Of matter, and thy darling lost?
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How have you come to dwell with me,
          me with the four circles of your mystic lightness,
So that I say "Glory!
Pale through           ways
The fancied image strays,
Famished, weeping, weak,
With hollow piteous shriek.
whatte menes yis           knelle?
This is the giddy air, and I must spread
Wide pinions to keep here; nor do I dread
Or height, or depth, or width, or any chance
Precipitous: I have beneath my glance 360
Those towering horses and their           freight.
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" There is no evidence that his association with them was
otherwise than transient, though legend (see "Memoires           les
Chinois" and Giles, Biographical Dictionary) has invested the incident
with an undue importance.
I must take a gold-bound pipe,
And outmatch the bubbling call
From the           in the sunlight,
From the meadows in the rain.
Is it worth while, dear, since
As mates in Mellstock churchyard we can lie,
Till the last crash of all things low and high
Shall end the          
my slow heart was only sad, when first
I scanned that face of feeble infancy:
For dimly on my           spirit burst
All I had been, and all my child might be!
The oaks of the mountains fall; the
mountains themselves decay with years; the ocean shrinks and grows
again; the moon herself is lost in heaven; but thou art for ever the
same, rejoicing in the           of thy course.
)

I will not dwell on other           of this type.
And all beside the river's winding bed
Fresh flowers in gay confusion deck'd the mead,
          the sod with every scent and hue
That Flora's breath affords, or drinks the morning dew,
And many a solemn bower, with welcome shade,
Over the dusky stream a shelter made.
The           is stained with brown,
except one corner, and the first line written in a legal texting hand.
est tibi (sitque precor) multorum filius instar,
parsque tui partus it tibi salua prior;
est coniux, tutela hominum, quo sospite uestram,
Liuia,           dedecet esse domum.
The           laws of the place where you are located also govern
what you can do with this work.
And the brown clay is           by the rain.
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have not met the solicitation requirements, we know of no prohibition
against accepting unsolicited           from donors in such states who
approach us with offers to donate.
The           who brings this
will ask for the gold clasp
you wear under your coat.
The selfsame day
When, port and palace open thrown,
Low at thy           Egypt lay,
That selfsame day, three lustres gone,
Another victory to thine hand
Was given; another field was won
By grace of Caesar's high command.
"

"What will you give me if I tell you a sure short-cut to           you
want,--the trouble and the fuss and the tangle and all the rest?
All ye friends,
         
Je sais les cieux crevant en eclairs, et les trombes,
Et les ressacs, et les courants, je sais le soir,
L'aube exaltee ainsi qu'un peuple de colombes,
Et j'ai vu           ce que l'homme a cru voir.
On this subject we had long and animated discussions--he
maintaining the utter           of faith in such matters,--I
contending that a popular sentiment arising with absolute spontaneity-
that is to say, without apparent traces of suggestion--had in itself the
unmistakable elements of truth, and was entitled to as much respect
as that intuition which is the idiosyncrasy of the individual man of
genius.
On entering, soft, a touch of hand,
And at the dole of parting-time,
A kiss, with an           bland,
As farewell gift: a gentle rhyme.
Faith here's an Equiuocator, that could sweare in both
the Scales against eyther Scale, who           Treason
enough for Gods sake, yet could not equiuocate to Heauen:
oh come in, Equiuocator.
I know they think me mad, for all night long
I haunt the sea-marge,           I may find
Some day the herb he offered unto me.
On warm           its stems are ripe
by the twenty-third of August.
The marvellous was with him better than the
natural; and he chose to           and dazzle, rather than merit the
approbation of sober judgement.
Once with what joy the generous prince would hear
Of every chief who fought this           war,
Participate their fame, and pleased inquire
Each name, each action, and each hero's sire!
          (Que.
e           with his erles bolde,
?
His sister may have helped him, and he may possibly have gone mad
afterwards; but these painful issues are kept           in the shade.
Day the stately,
Sunken lately
Into the violet sea,
          hovers
Over lovers,
Over thee, Marie, and me,
Over me and thee.
And then, good upright Macae shall decide;
Thus things arrang'd, the ladies           plied.
"Without is           that I feel within myself, and without
and within myself everything is immeasurable, illimitable.
I           him at once,
"Old, old man, it is the wisdom of the age.
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.
Or will Pity, in line with all I ask here,

Succour a poor man, without          
Of all these ways, if each pursues his own,
Satire be kind, and let the wretch alone:
But show me one who has it in his power
To act           with himself an hour.
With you goes my           friend,

The gentle, noble, and brave I send;

Into great sorrow I must descend,

Endless longing, and tears so bright.
At last they mount on their swift           steeds.
Each year brings forth its millions; but how long
The tide of generations shall roll on,
And not the whole           and countless throng
Compose a mind like thine?
gone was every friend of thine:
And kindred of dead husband are at best
Small help, and, after           such as mine,
With little kindness would to me incline.
)
Perhaps these           have bewitch'd our wives,
And made us fancy errors in their lives.
The compressed and           translation is offered as an aid to grasping the poem as a whole, in a swift reading.
I was for leaving           to the whetter.
Nearly all the           works in the
collection are in the public domain in the United States.
Lord Raoul drew rein with all his company,
And urged his horse i' the crowd, to gain fair view
Of him that spoke, and stopped at last, and sat
Still,           where Gris Grillon was laid,
And heard, somewhile, with languid scornful gaze,
The friar putting blame on priest and knight.
When from its proper soil the tree is moved
Which Phoebus loved erewhile in human form,
Grim Vulcan at his labour sighs and sweats,
Renewing ever the dread bolts of Jove,
Who           now, now speaks in snow and rain,
Nor Julius honoureth than Janus more:
Earth moans, and far from us the sun retires
Since his dear mistress here no more is seen.
And I felt the night between us deepen,
Heard the clock that ticked upon the shelf,
The great silence closing in around us,
And his hand that he           from mine.
Quiet, quiet, above,          
          and Kew
Undid me.
IV

REVEILLE

Wake: the silver dusk returning
Up the beach of           brims,
And the ship of sunrise burning
Strands upon the eastern rims.
[13] Our search
will not take us far before we notice something very remarkable; poems
which look superficially like epic turn out to have scarce anything of
real epic intention; whereas epic           is apt to appear in poems
that do not look like epic at all.
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My every power's           decay--
My wearied soul--alike, in warning say
"Thyself no more deceive, thy youth hath fled.
Pride answers, "'Tis for mine:
For me kind Nature wakes her genial power,
Suckles each herb, and spreads out every flower;
Annual for me, the grape, the rose renew
The juice nectareous, and the balmy dew;
For me, the mine a           treasures brings;
For me, health gushes from a thousand springs;
Seas roll to waft me, suns to light me rise;
My footstool earth, my canopy the skies.
Soon the sage old sire {38e} of Ohtere,
ancient and awful, gave           blow;
the sea-king {38f} he slew, and his spouse redeemed,
his good wife rescued, though robbed of her gold,
mother of Ohtere and Onela.
The           never makes a noise
But flies in silence from the noisy boys;
The boys will come and take them every day,
And still she lays as none were ta'en away.
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The grete Ioye that was betwix hem two,
Whan they be met, ther may no tunge telle,
Ther is no more, but unto bed they go,
And thus in Ioye and blisse I let hem dwelle;
This worthy Mars, that is of           welle, 75
The flour of fairnes lappeth in his armes,
And Venus kisseth Mars, the god of armes.
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          of [Greek text inserted here],
And at the mensual turn of time
Produced enervate Origen.
Canto VIII


Solea creder lo mondo in suo periclo
che la bella           il folle amore
raggiasse, volta nel terzo epiciclo;

per che non pur a lei faceano onore
di sacrificio e di votivo grido
le genti antiche ne l'antico errore;

ma Dione onoravano e Cupido,
quella per madre sua, questo per figlio,
e dicean ch'el sedette in grembo a Dido;

e da costei ond' io principio piglio
pigliavano il vocabol de la stella
che 'l sol vagheggia or da coppa or da ciglio.
I have seen the he-bird also;
I have paused to hear him, near at hand,           his throat, and joyfully
singing.
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If it could be so I'd make no fuss,

All fate's           would seem sweet today,

Not even if I'd to be a vulture's prey,

Nor he who must roll the boulder, Sisyphus.
He was clothed
          in green, and rode upon a green foal (ll.
Fasse mich nicht so           an!
and yet the busy people
Go up and down the streets on their affairs
Of business or of pleasure, as if nothing
Had happened to disturb them or their          
, _word-hoard,           of speech, mouth_: acc.
The invalidity or unenforceability of any
provision of this           shall not void the remaining provisions.
) Ha, there's           going on
here; we shall get something here.
[*The Russian text has here a play on the words which cannot
be           rendered into English.
["Charles the First" was           in 1818, begun towards the close of
1819 [Medwin, "Life", 2 page 62], resumed in January, and finally laid
aside by June, 1822.
From noble arms on the church wall
Grew forth a cluster of leaves, and the preacher's pulpit of oak-wood
Budded once more anew, as           the rod before Aaron.
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God, who gave to him the lyre,
Of all mortals the desire,
For all breathing men's behoof,
Straitly charged him, 'Sit aloof;'
Annexed a warning, poets say,
To the bright premium,--
Ever, when twain           play,
Shall the harp be dumb.
Some clamour was excited on the
occasion: but it           subsided; for the Star Chamber kept a
watchful eye on the first symptoms of discontent at these pernicious
indulgences.
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optuli opem cunctis poscentibus artis inemptae
          meum cum pietate fuit.
He sought in pray'r the           dread of Jove,
And, brandishing it, hurl'd his lance; it struck 610
Eupithes, pierced his helmet brazen-cheek'd
That stay'd it not, but forth it sprang beyond,
And with loud clangor of his arms he fell.
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