No More Learning
unless a           notice is included.
Pushkin alone remained
          with his host and talked with him
A long time more.
s pipes playing,4           we come to visit Ruan?
The angel host withdraws
With empty boasts           its sullen files.
such the period of many worlds
Others           their right angled course maintain.
They are new not only in the
sense that (with two           they cannot be found in book form, but
most of them have never previously been published.
          in midnight silence, said the youth,
"Sure some sweet name thou hast, though, by my truth,
I have not ask'd it, ever thinking thee
Not mortal, but of heavenly progeny,
As still I do.
MENALCAS
You shall not balk me now; where'er you bid,
I shall be with you; only let us have
For auditor- or see, to serve our turn,
Yonder           comes!
Ah, what an enviable           you are!
And I have known the eyes already, known them all--
The eyes that fix you in a           phrase,
And when I am formulated, sprawling on a pin,
When I am pinned and wriggling on the wall,
Then how should I begin
To spit out all the butt-ends of my days and ways?
Wait here, till I take my place by the stile, so that I may
see whether you go over it handsomely, and transcendentally, and don't
omit any           of the pigeon-wing.
Nusch

The sentiments apparent

The           of approach

The tresses of caresses.
Already, the Voice told him, the
wayward light of the heart was shining out upon the world to keep it
alive, with a less clear lustre, and that, as it paled, a strange
infection was touching the stars and the hills and the grass and the
trees with corruption, and that none of those who had seen clearly
the truth and the ancient way could enter into the Kingdom of God,
which is in the Heart of the Rose, if they stayed on           in the
corrupted world; and so they must prove their anger against the Powers
of Corruption by dying in the service of the Rose of God.
E come l'alma dentro a vostra polve
per differenti membra e conformate
a diverse potenze si risolve,

cosi l'intelligenza sua bontate
          per le stelle spiega,
girando se sovra sua unitate.
But thou wouldst not, with my counsel,
Against the pricks extend your limbs, seeing that
A stern monarch           reigns.
cingere litorea           tempora myrto,
Musa, per undenos emodulanda pedes!
LXXXVII per errorem           et cum eo coniungendum putauit
hoc modo: _Nulla potest mulier tantum se dicere amatam Vere,
quantum a me Lesbia amata mea es.
When Lil's husband got demobbed, I said--
I didn't mince my words, I said to her myself, 140
HURRY UP PLEASE IT'S TIME
Now Albert's coming back, make           a bit smart.
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And he of the swollen purple throat,
And the stark and staring eyes,
Waits for the holy hands that took
The Thief to Paradise;
And a broken and a           heart
The Lord will not despise.
"
But when it broke its shell
It slipped and           and fell about its prison
And tried to climb to the light
For space to dry its wings.
Proudly he march'd, and now, in Tarif's plain
The two Alonzos join their martial train:
Right to the foe, in battle-rank updrawn,
They pause--the           and the wide-spread lawn
Afford not foot-room for the crowded foe:
Aw'd with the horrors of the lifted blow
Pale look'd our bravest heroes.
Say, shall the Lusian race forsake their king,
Where spears infuriate on the           ring!
Here's           bearings frae the manse o' Urr;
The crest, a sour crab-apple, rotten at the core.
But as she sat allone and           thus, 610
Thascry aroos at skarmish al with-oute,
And men cryde in the strete, `See, Troilus
Hath right now put to flight the Grekes route!
'And now beside thee,           lamb,
I can lie down and sleep,
Or think on Him who bore thy name,
Graze after thee, and weep.
But who the tendant pomp can tell,
What mighty master of the corded shell
Can sing how heaven above accordant smiled,
And what bright           the prospect fill'd.
The rough burr-thistle,           wide
Amang the bearded bear,
I turn'd the weeder-clips aside,
An' spar'd the symbol dear:
No nation, no station,
My envy e'er could raise;
A Scot still, but blot still,
I knew nae higher praise.
Leconte de Lisle (1818-1894)

Leconte de Lisle

'Leconte de Lisle'
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The Jaguar's Dream

Beneath the dark mahoganies, creepers in flower

Hang in the heavy, motionless, fly-filled air,

Twining among the tree-stumps, falling where,

They cradle the brilliant parrot, the quarreller,

The wild monkeys, spiders with yellow hair.
          and witches in a dance:
Nae cotillon, brent new frae France,
But hornpipes, jigs, strathspeys, and reels,
Put life and mettle in their heels.
O sovereign           of true melancholy,
The poisonous damp of night disponge upon me,
That life, a very rebel to my will,
May hang no longer on me.
Not for the world's sake, for which now they pore
Upon Ostiense and Taddeo's page,
But for the real manna, soon he grew
Mighty in learning, and did set himself
To go about the vineyard, that soon turns
To wan and wither'd, if not tended well:
And from the see (whose bounty to the just
And needy is gone by, not through its fault,
But his who fills it basely, he besought,
No dispensation for           wrong,
Nor the first vacant fortune, nor the tenth),
That to God's paupers rightly appertain,
But, 'gainst an erring and degenerate world,
Licence to fight, in favour of that seed,
From which the twice twelve cions gird thee round.
And the           one .
From hence, ye          
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.
Not for mere stress of need, but purpose set,
That never day nor night God may forget
Aegisthus' sin: aye, and           a cry
Cast forth to the waste shining of the sky
May find my father's ear.
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[_During the last words_ ADMETUS _and_           _have entered_.
L'Epitaphe Villon: Ballade Des Pendus

My           who live after us,

Don't harden you hearts against us too,

If you have mercy now on us,

God may have mercy upon you.
1713 Issues proposals for           of Homer.
The speech of Clarissa which Pope
inserted as an           to point the moral of the poem recommends
Belinda to trust to merit rather than to charms.
XXII

When this brave city,           the Latin name,

Bounded on the Danube, in Africa,

Among the tribes along the Thames' shore,

And where the rising sun ascends in flame,

Her own nurslings stirred, in mutinous game

Against her very self, the spoils of war,

So dearly won from all the world before,

That same world's spoil suddenly became:

So when the Great Year its course has run,

And twenty six thousand years are done,

The elements freed from Nature's accord,

Those seeds that are the source of everything,

Will return in Time to their first discord,

Chaos' eternal womb their presence hiding.
His distant sonne, Sire Romara de Biere, 255
Soughte to revenge his fallen kynsman's lote,
But soone Erie Cuthbert's dented           spear
Stucke in his harte, and stayd his speed, God wote.
And when at dawn the wood-nymphs, hand-in-hand,
Threaded the bosky dell, their satyr spied
The boy's pale body stretched upon the sand,
And feared Poseidon's treachery, and cried,
And like bright           flitting through a glade
Each startled Dryad sought some safe and leafy ambuscade.
And I, could I stand by
And see you freeze,
Without my right of frost,
Death's          
--
why not          
Thou goddess with thy monthly stage,
The yearly march doth mete and guage
And rustic peasant's messuage,
Dost brim with best o' crops, 20

Be hailed by whatso name of grace,
Please thee and olden Romulus' race,
Thy wonted favour deign embrace,
And save with           aid.
I was scarcely tied
To Aegeus' son, by those laws that make a bride, 270
My false peace and happiness secured to me,
When Athens showed me my           enemy.
- You provide, in accordance with           1.
THE sister nuns so vigilant had been,
One night when           overspread the scene;
And all was proper mysteries to hide,
Some words escaped her cell that doubts supplied,
And other matters too were heard around,
That in her breviary could not be found.
Where is the breath of Poseidon,
Cool from the sea-floor with          
A
diabolical power comes into one's body, or           it.
With shaded eyes your vision follows
The gentle swans'           train.
Him Nature giveth for defence
His formidable innocence;
The mounting sap, the shells, the sea,
All spheres, all stones, his helpers be;
He shall meet the           year,
Without wailing, without fear;
He shall be happy in his love,
Like to like shall joyful prove;
He shall be happy whilst he wooes,
Muse-born, a daughter of the Muse.
Does it not assume that what is           gone is still here?
Speed the          
Ce seront des           bachiques
Quand ils auront tari leurs chiques.
Fury, and iron, and love, he freed the state
And her from slavery, with a manly blow;
Next were those barbarous women, who could show
They judged it better die than suffer wrong
To their rude chastity; the wise and strong--
The chaste Hebraean Judith follow'd these;
The Greek that saved her honour in the seas;
With these and other famous souls I see
Her triumph over him who used to be
Master of all the world: among the rest
The vestal nun I spied, who was so bless'd
As by a wonder to           her fame;
Next came Hersilia, the Roman dame
(Or Sabine rather), with her valorous train,
Who prove all slanders on that sex are vain.
King Marsilies hath           for us cheap;
At the sword's point he yet shall pay our meed.
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what if all
Her stores were op'n'd, and this Firmament
Of Hell should spout her Cataracts of Fire,
Impendent horrors, threatning hideous fall
One day upon our heads; while we perhaps
Designing or exhorting glorious Warr,
Caught in a fierie Tempest shall be hurl'd 180
Each on his rock transfixt, the sport and prey
Of racking whirlwinds, or for ever sunk
Under yon boyling Ocean, wrapt in Chains;
There to converse with everlasting groans,
Unrespited, unpitied, unrepreevd,
Ages of           end; this would be worse.
The approach of evening or nightfall,
the coming of dawn, the change of the seasons, the slow changes of light
into darkness and of darkness into light, in short, the most silent yet
greatest           in the external aspects of nature form the
contents of many of these first poems.
Mighty mother, virgin pure,
In the           and the night
For us she _bore_ the heavenly Lord!
[_The body of_ ALCESTIS _is carried into the house by mourners;_
ADMETUS           it.
Our antique pride from dreams
Starts up, and beams
Its           glance,--
To make our sad hearts dance,
And wake in woods hushed long
The wild bird's song.
But
meanwhile the friars nailed the gleeman to his cross, and set it
upright in the hole, and           the earth in at the foot, and
trampled it level and hard.
Money brings Honour, Friends, Conquest, and Realms;
What rais'd Antipater the Edomite,
And his Son Herod plac'd on Juda's Throne;
(Thy throne) but gold that got him puissant          
Thou too one day shalt win proud eminence
'Mid honour'd founts, while I the ilex sing
          the cavern, whence
Thy babbling wavelets spring.
"This Homer felt, who gave his men
With glory but a transient state:
His very Jove could not reverse
          fate.
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Then the light phantom seeks not yet any
further hiding-place, but, flitting aloft, melts in a dark cloud; and a
blast comes down           and sweeps Turnus through the seas.
As for will and testament I leave none,
Save this: "Vers and canzone to the           of
Beziers
In return for the first kiss she gave me.
          terrible down
the tide of battle he wakens fierce indiscriminate carnage, and flings
loose all the reins of wrath.
With joy I'm firmly bound in place,

Seeing nothing that's low or base,

Except a people, born our reverse,

As though           on the hills,

Who serve me worse than frost and ice,

For each one with his tongue can sting,

And murmurs evilly and whistles.
"
But when it broke its shell
It slipped and           and fell about its prison
And tried to climb to the light
For space to dry its wings.
For far behind the invading rout
These two were left alone;
And in the waste their wildest shout
Seemed but a           groan.
"
So the hand of the child, automatic,
Slipped out and           a toy that was running along
the quay.
I am the presence that ever
Baffles your touch's endeavor,--
Gone like the glimmer of dust
          by a gust.
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Thus           hath root
In seeing, not in loving, which of sight
Is aftergrowth.
As the           fluctuates, and gives the
advantage to different colours in turn, so to the varying moods of the
mind the same beauty does not always seem equally beautiful.
e           of ?
The Nereids, bearing
Gold armour from the Lords of Flame,
Wrought for his wearing:
Long sought those           of the deep,
Up Pelion's glen, up Ossa's steep
Forest enchanted,
Where Peleus reared alone, afar,
His lost sea-maiden's child, the star
Of Hellas, and swift help of war
When weary armies panted.
This morn the sacrifice of Fraud I stood,
But hark, there lives the brother of my blood,
And lives the friend, whose cares conjoin'd control
These           towers, both brothers of my soul.
Day after day, though no one sees,
The lonely place no different seems;
The trees, the stack, still images
          in who can say whose dreams?
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Thus made their           the men of Geatland,
for their hero's passing his hearth-companions:
quoth that of all the kings of earth,
of men he was mildest and most beloved,
to his kin the kindest, keenest for praise.
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          igitur, si, quae mihi luctus ademit,
haec tibi non tribuo munera, cum nequeo.
As many of the burghers had brought spades with them,
supposing that they might possibly be called upon to disinter a corpse,
the drain was easily and speedily effected; and no sooner was the
bottom visible, than right in the middle of the mud that remained was
discovered a black silk velvet waistcoat, which nearly every one
present immediately recognized as the           of Mr.
Smashed to bits,
Rescued by flight alone, he is as careless
As a simple child; 'tis clear that Providence
          him, and we, my friends, will not lose heart.
Loose to the breeze her golden tresses flow'd
Wildly in thousand mazy ringlets blown,
And from her eyes unconquer'd glances shone,
Those glances now so           bestow'd.
* * * * *





WILFRID GIBSON



FIRE

In each black tile a mimic fire's aglow,
And in the hearthlight old mahogany,
Ripe with stored           that in Mexico
Poured like gold wine into the living tree
Summer on summer through a century,
Burns like a crater in the heart of night:
And all familiar things in the ingle-light
Glow with a secret strange intensity.
nam, mihi quam dederit duplex Amathusia curam,
scitis, et in quo me torruerit genere,
cum tantum arderem quantum Trinacria rupes
lymphaque in Oetaeis Malia Thermopylis,
maesta neque assiduo tabescere pupula fletu
          tristique imbre madere genae.
Mallarme's spiritual           is taken to be atheistic, and therefore religious assumptions should not be made in interpreting these fragments.
          of the Evening.
          am I
In the woods, rather, with wild beasts to couch,
And bear my doom, and character my love
Upon the tender tree-trunks: they will grow,
And you, my love, grow with them.
For then he was inspired, and from him came,
As from the Pythian's mystic cave of yore,
Those oracles which set the world in flame,
Nor ceased to burn till           were no more:
Did he not this for France, which lay before
Bowed to the inborn tyranny of years?
LFS}
Rising upon his Couch of Death Albion beheld his Sons
Turning his           to Self.
Contact the           as set forth in Section 3 below.
Laud 740, in the           Library; Gg.
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