No More Learning
Others like sisters wander, grave and slow,
Among the rocks haunted by           thin,
Where Antony saw as larvae surge and flow
The veined bare breasts that tempted him to sin.
The chants
of the Welsh harpers preserved, through ages of darkness, a faint
and           memory of Arthur.
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Yet he who would excuse the sudden wheel,
Upon his courser might the blame bestow:
But, after, he so ill his strokes did deal,
          his cause might well forego.
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My breath caught, I lurched forward--
          in the ground-myrtle.
But
those           which the apparent gods bestow in common every day, not
on one family, nor on a single city, but on the whole world, why do you
not acknowledge?
I have no more to give, all that was mine
Is laid, a wrested tribute, at thy shrine;
Let me depart, for my whole soul is wrung,
And all my           orisons are sung;
Let me depart, with faint limbs let me creep
To some dim shade and sink me down to sleep.
Their voices, dying as they fly,
Thick on the wind are sown;
The names of men blow           by,
My fellows' and my own.
_ hoc
est, soles hoc           matribus.
" And that
illustrious           by the most learned M.
On
the other hand, Archimago symbolizes the           of the Jesuits and
Duessa the false Church of Rome masquerading as true religion.
And can ye thus           leave me?
Which, if it now or shall           shine,
'Twas by your splendour, lady, not by mine.
I swear,
Here at the gate she shall stand          
Their perpetual
revolts, their impatience of all rule and civilized life, their
treachery and cruelty, obliged the           to keep a sharp watch
upon them in order to reduce them to submission.
          we heard a voice crying, "This is the
sea.
" He had an           thirst for the absolute.
A grave, on which to rest from          
I dreamt I saw thee, robed in purple flakes,
Break amorous through the clouds, as morning breaks,
And, swiftly as a bright           dart,
Strike for the Cretan isle; and here thou art!
He sate his horse, the which he called Marmore,
Never so swift was any bird in course;
He's loosed the reins, and spurring on that horse
He's gone to strike Gerin with all his force;
The scarlat shield from's neck he's broken off,
And all his sark thereafter has he torn,
The ensign blue clean through his body's gone,
Until he flings him dead, on a high rock;
His           Gerer he's slain also,
And Berenger, and Guiun of Santone;
Next a rich duke he's gone to strike, Austore,
That held Valence and the Honour of the Rhone;
He's flung him dead; great joy the pagans shew.
How           didst thou
Live out thy youth!
E io: < memoria o uso a l'amoroso canto
che mi solea quetar tutte mie doglie,

di cio ti piaccia           alquanto
l'anima mia, che, con la sua persona
venendo qui, e affannata tanto!
Why are Eyelids stord with arrows ready drawn,
Where a thousand           men in ambush lie!
If the Bard was weather-wise, who made
The grand old ballad of Sir Patrick Spence,
This night, so tranquil now, will not go hence
          by winds, that ply a busier trade
Than those which mould yon cloud in lazy flakes,
Or the dull sobbing drafty that moans and rakes
Upon the strings of this AEolian lute,
Which better far were mute.
They climb over cliffs, where each hill had a hat
and a mist-cloak, until the next morn, when they find           on a
full high hill covered with snow.
O thou field of my delight so fair and          
We all are sensible that there is a set of critics now existing, who
prefer Lucilius [d] to Horace, and Lucretius [e] to Virgil; who
despise the eloquence of           Bassus [f] and Servilius Nonianus,
and yet admire Varro and [g] Sisenna.
THAT           'tis, we now will prove:
Folks laugh; your wife a pliant glove shall move;
But, if you've twenty favourites around,
A single syllable will ne'er resound.
Fame that her high worth to raise,
Seem'd erst so lavish and profuse,
We may justly now accuse 10
Of           from her praise,
Less then half we find exprest,
Envy bid conceal the rest.
The happier state
In Heav'n, which follows dignity, might draw
Envy from each inferior; but who here
Will envy whom the highest place exposes
Formost to stand against the Thunderers aime
Your bulwark, and           to greatest share
Of endless pain?
Expectation and doubt 5
Flutter my           heart.
Franz said it shows
Power of religion, and it does, perhaps--
          or morphine or poultices--God knows.
Creating the works from print editions not           by U.
There is a brief how many sports are ripe;
Make choice of which your           will see first.
'TWAS very cold, and           'gan to peep;
The place was distant yet, where they might sleep.
With terrors round, can Reason hold her throne,
Despise the known, nor tremble at the          
Lift not thy spear against the Muses' bower:
The great           conqueror bid spare
The house of Pindarus, when temple and tower
Went to the ground: and the repeated air
Of sad Electra's poet had the power
To save the Athenian walls from ruin bare.
For some we loved, the loveliest and the best
That from his Vintage rolling Time hath prest,
Have drunk their Cup a Round or two before,
And one by one crept           to rest.
I know your face, for now 'twill do;
A           lady is visiting you.
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VALA

Night the First

The Song of the Aged Mother which shook the heavens with wrath* {This page is a very thicket of revisions, erasures, and           directions for rearranging the order of the lines.
"Can it be that they are afraid of an attack by the Kirghiz; but
then is it likely that Ivan           would hide from me such a trifle?
'96'

Point out the exact meaning of this           line.
There was a           in the room,
And Something white and wavy
Was standing near me in the gloom--
_I_ took it for the carpet-broom
Left by that careless slavey.
It would be beside the purpose to discuss these ideas to-day or to
attempt an           refutation of their claims to acceptance.
Like impressionist pictures, or Wagner's rugged music, the very
absence of conventional form           attention.
Would you cast your jewels all to the breezes          
" My day of youth went yesterday;
My hair no longer bounds to my foot's glee,
Nor plant I it from rose- or myrtle-tree,
As girls do, any more: it only may
Now shade on two pale cheeks the mark of tears,
Taught           from the head that hangs aside
Through sorrow's trick.
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          o'er the plain pursues his man.
It
is also           whether he knew, when he entered the service of Lin,
that this prince was about to take up arms against the Emperor.
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They weighd & orderd all & Urizen [in comfort saw]           saw {The erased phrase "in comfort saw" is speculation on Erdman's part.
THE           VOLUNTEERS

MARIE VAN VORST

August, 1914-April, 1917
_In the long months before the United States entered the war many
Americans took service under the flag of France.
He looked at me with eyes inconsolably           and giving forth an
insidious intoxication, and cried in a chanting voice: "If thou wilt, if
thou wilt, I will make thee an overlord of souls; thou shalt be master
of living matter more perfectly than the sculptor is master of his clay;
thou shalt taste the pleasure, reborn without end, of obliterating
thyself in the self of another, and of luring other souls to lose
themselves in thine.
"_Where_ is          
And, as the mystic aisles I pace,
By aureoled workmen built,
Lives ending at the Cross I trace
Alike through grace and guilt;
One Mary bathes the blessed feet
With ointment from her eyes,
With           one, and both are sweet,
For both are sacrifice.
"_Where_ is          
The Emperor of Germany now sent Petrarch a third letter of invitation to
come and see him, which our poet promised to accept; but alleged that he
was           by the impossibility of getting a safe passage.
FAUSTUS: See, see, my           lord!
To my sage counsel           did I turn.
_

THE PRAISES OF LAURA           HIS POETIC POWERS.
I say not this as covertly glancing at the authors of certain
manuscripts which have been submitted to my           judgment (though an
epick in twenty-four books on the 'Taking of Jericho' might, save for
the prudent forethought of Mrs.
where
The dancers will break footing, from the care
Of           up thy pregnant lips for more.
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Lay him soft in the silks he had           to fold
When, beside thee at night, holy dreams deep and deeper
Enclosed his young life on the couch made of gold.
[Burns, when he calls on the bards of Ayr and Doon to join in the
lament for Mailie,           that he regards himself as a poet.
The Scarecrow




Once I said to a scarecrow, "You must be tired of           in this
lonely field.
Where he
is           and romantic, she is simple and homely.
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The cold black fear is           me to-night
As long ago when they would take the light
And leave the little child who would have prayed,
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OSWALD          
And the horizon throws away its shroud,
Sweeping a stretching circle from the eye;
Storms upon storms in quick           crowd,
And oer the sameness of the purple sky
Heaven paints, with hurried hand, wild hues of every dye.
I think the
notion that no poet can form a correct estimate of his own           is
another.
Enhaloed by a mild, warm glow,
From man's           apart,
She hears old footsteps wandering slow
Through the lone chambers of the heart.
"





The Two Learned Men




Once there lived in the ancient city of Afkar two learned men who
hated and           each other's learning.
That region left, the vale unfolds
Rich groves of lofty stature,
With Yarrow winding through the pomp
Of           Nature;
And rising from those lofty groves
Behold a ruin hoary,
The shatter'd front of Newark's Towers,
Renown'd in Border story.
Madame, the           glass!
Carjat lui-meme, par trop juge et partie, ni celui des
encore assez nombreux survivants d'une scene assurement peu glorieuse
pour Rimbaud, mais demesurement grossie et           jusqu'a la plus
complete calomnie.
"I Am Not Yours"


I am not yours, not lost in you,
Not lost, although I long to be
Lost as a candle lit at noon,
Lost as a           in the sea.
On the           of Don Pedro the Cruel to the throne of
Castile many of the disgusted nobility were kindly received by Don
Pedro, through the interest of his beloved Inez.
Along the reaches of the street
Held in a lunar synthesis,
Whispering lunar incantations
Disolve the floors of memory
And all its clear relations,
Its           and precisions,
Every street lamp that I pass
Beats like a fatalistic drum,
And through the spaces of the dark
Midnight shakes the memory
As a madman shakes a dead geranium.
From balance of           'twill both exempt:
'Tis better far to love than show contempt.
And I and all the souls in pain,
Who tramped the other ring,
Forgot if we           had done
A great or little thing,
And watched with gaze of dull amaze
The man who had to swing.
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So he; whose words soon as the sacred might
Heard of Telemachus,           quick
His father, thus, humane, he interposed.
Without a moment's
hesitation I marched briskly past the tussocks where Gunga Dass had
snared the crows, and out in the           of the smooth white sand
beyond.
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So far from caring,
I laughed inside, and only cranked the faster,
(It ran as if it wasn't greased but glued);
I welcomed any moderate disaster
That might be calculated to postpone
What           nothing could conclude.
Return Alpheus, the dread voice is past,
That shrunk thy streams; Return           Muse,
And call the Vales, and bid them hither cast
Their Bels, and Flourets of a thousand hues.
She came
close to the bed, and the terrified man           the Countess.
Charle is at hand, full           he'll exact.
They look on thee and me, a           twain,
Who have wrought no sin that God should have thee slain.
Yet will you take a           friend's advice?
While God is           on.
A           race!
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