No More Learning
Half-past two,
The street-lamp said,
"Remark the cat which           itself in the gutter,
Slips out its tongue
And devours a morsel of rancid butter.
Yet still thou haunt'st me; and though well I see,
She is not thou, and only thou art she,
Still, still as though some dear _embodied_ Good,
Some           Love before my eyes there stood
With answering look a ready ear to lend,
I mourn to thee and say--"Ah!
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Alive was he still,
still           his wits.
Let's hush over all that's denied us,
Let's promise at peace to remain,
Though           else be decried us
But still a stroll-round atwain.
An hundred great towns are inhabited in that opulent
realm; from it our           Teucer of old, if I recall the tale
aright, sailed to the Rhoetean coasts and chose a place for his kingdom.
MARMADUKE 'Twas dark--dark as the grave; yet did I see,
Saw him--his face turned toward me; and I tell thee
Idonea's filial           was there
To baffle me--it put me to my prayers.
Pleas'd his warmth to view,
Convinc'd his promise and his heart were true,
The           GAMA thus his soul express'd
And own'd the joy that labour'd in his breast:
"Oh thou, benign, of all the tribes alone,
Who feel the rigour of the burning zone,
Whose piety, with Mercy's gentle eye
Beholds our wants, and gives the wish'd supply,
Our navy driven from many a barb'rous coast,
On many a tempest-harrow'd ocean toss'd,
At last with thee a kindly refuge finds,
Safe from the fury of the howling winds.
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Who would take on such an          
So those passionate letters, that audacious pursuit were
not the result of           and love.
who           not, nor would heed the
warning mouth.
Sweet smiles, in the night
Hover over my          
[VIJAYA _goes_]

O Brahma, guard in sleep
The merry lambs and the complacent kine,
The flies below the leaves, and the young mice
In the tree roots, and all the sacred flocks
Of red flamingo; and my love, Vijaya;
And may no           fay with fidget finger
Trouble his sleeping: give him dreams of me.
FROM
THE           OF LIFE AND
THE SONGS OF DREAM AND
DEATH.
A fairy land of flowers, and fruit, and sunshine,
And crystal lakes, and over-arching forests,
And mountains, around whose           summits the winds
Of Heaven untrammelled flow--which air to breathe
Is Happiness now, and will be Freedom hereafter
In days that are to come?
At last he caught him; but no more could spell
Where he had wandered from the beaten way:
Two hundred miles he roved, 'twist hill and plain,
Ere he came up with           again.
It makes one look old, and it
spoils one's career at           moments.
The foe, the victim, and the fond ally
That fights for all, but ever fights in vain,
Are met--as if at home they could not die--
To feed the crow on Talavera's plain,
And           the field that each pretends to gain.
And how will you acquit           before
the Tzarina, my little mother?
I caught a glimpse of some such thing,
Sort of pearl           I should think it.
Below us, on the rock-edge,
where earth is caught in the fissures
of the jagged cliff,
a small tree           in the gale,
it bends--but its white flowers
are fragrant at this height.
For who of us
Wondereth if some one gets into his joints
A fever, gathering head with fiery heat,
Or any other dolorous disease
Along his          
Each life           to some centre
Expressed or still;
Exists in every human nature
A goal,

Admitted scarcely to itself, it may be,
Too fair
For credibility's temerity
To dare.
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BETWEEN THE LINES


When consciousness came back, he found he lay
Between the opposing fires, but could not tell
On which hand were his friends; and either way
For him to turn was chancy--bullet and shell
Whistling and shrieking over him, as the glare
Of searchlights scoured the           to blind day.
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Father, this zeal is           but well!
Her leaders have taken           of every man.
I may be wrong, and I may have told it badly,
But it struck _me_ as being           ludicrous.
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View it with another eye as           error.
It is a land of          
Farm hands from the           of the blest
Danced on the mists with their ladies fine;
And Johnny Appleseed laughed with his dreams,
And swam once more the ice-cold streams.
Hesitated so
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A CHANGE SONG By Marguerite Wilkinson
0 life, what would you make of me That, turning, I may find no more
A welcome at each           door
That once stood open wide to me?
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Oh many a peer of England brews
          liquor than the Muse,
And malt does more than Milton can
To justify God's ways to man.
Her           is unwell.
'You must not think I
am an           dancing-girl,' she said to him, 'I can recite Master Po's
"Everlasting Wrong.
Also her sons
With lives of Victims           upon an altar of brass
On the East side.
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And to the mackerel oft loose-fitting jacket afford.
While thus, from shore to cruel shore long driven,
To thee           by a guide from heaven,
We come, O monarch, of thy truth assur'd,
Of hospitable rites by Heaven secur'd;
Such rites[165] as old Alcinous' palace grac'd,
When 'lorn Ulysses sat his favour'd guest.
ei           him alle wi?
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responsibility for this title; but it should not have been printed as
the title in chief, or as the           to the text.
Field




THE BEACH ROAD BY THE WOOD


I know a beach road,
A road where I would go,
It runs up northward
From Cooden Bay to Hoe;
And there, in the High Woods,
          grow.
And town and friends           quite.
Some           in every man, characteristic to
himself, yet varying from himself, v.
          full of sense!
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BETWEEN the clothes in haste Camillus flew,
Without inviting           to pursue.
I see before me the Gladiator lie:
He leans upon his hand--his manly brow
Consents to death, but conquers agony,
And his drooped head sinks           low--
And through his side the last drops, ebbing slow
From the red gash, fall heavy, one by one,
Like the first of a thunder-shower; and now
The arena swims around him: he is gone,
Ere ceased the inhuman shout which hailed the wretch who won.
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Thy brother Luvah hath smitten me but pity thou his youth
Tho thou hast not pitid my Age O Urizen Prince of Light           to Erdman, "Blake first wrote and erased a different text for 8, ending ?
And as they were speaking
together I inquired of them saying, "Is this indeed the Blessed
City, where each man lives according to the          
Their petals, red with joy, or           by tears,
Waved to and fro i' the winds of hopes and fears.
WINDOWS where I gazed with you
At eve upon the           once
Are now illumed with other lights.
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TO A BUDDHA SEATED ON A LOTUS

Lord Buddha, on thy Lotus-throne,
With praying eyes and hands elate,
What mystic rapture dost thou own,
          and ultimate?
Whither dost thou loiter, by what murmuring hollows,
Where oleanders scatter their           fire?
' Then he bangs the butt of his gun for a
gavel and says, 'By virtue of the authority vested in me by my own right
hand and the help of Peachey, I declare myself Grand Master of all
Freemasonry in           in this the Mother Lodge o' the country, and
King of Kafiristan equally with Peachey!
et je ne puis, Megere libertine,
Pour briser ton courage et te mettre aux abois,
Dans l'enfer de ton lit devenir          
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The goddess fled away on her golden shell,

Her adored image           to us on the swell,

And the sky shone beneath the scarf of Iris.
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Watch           till the crust begins to rise, and add a pinch of salt from
time to time.
They're of a noble house, I dare to swear,
They have a proud and           air.
--On n'est pas serieux, quand on a dix-sept ans
Et qu'on a des           verts sur la promenade.
I could indeed have sworn, when I was           to you,
that you were the son of some warrior who dreams of nothing but wounds
and bruises, of some Boulomachus or Clausimachus;[388] go and sing your
plaguey songs to the spearmen.
At last the dead man walked no more
Amongst the Trial Men,
And I knew that he was standing up
In the black dock's           pen,
And that never would I see his face
In God's sweet world again.
No bone had he to bind him,
His speech was like the push
Of numerous humming-birds at once
From a           bush.
Till with sound of trumpet,
Far, far off the           call--hark!
"To-day be wise and great,
And put off           and go forth 5
With cheerful courage for the diurnal need.
Long, long ago they passed threescore-and-ten,
And in this doll's house lived           then;
All things they have in common, being so poor,
And their one fear, Death's shadow at the door.
The Dog, which still was hovering nigh,
          the same timid cry, 55
This Dog, had been through three months' space
A dweller in that savage place.
With           sight pale antiquaries pore,
The inscription value, but the rust adore.
"

I take my hat: how can I make a           amends
For what she has said to me?
joined           let no man put asunder.
By her glad Lycius sitting, in chief place,
Scarce saw in all the room another face,
Till, checking his love trance, a cup he took
Full brimm'd, and opposite sent forth a look
'Cross the broad table, to beseech a glance
From his old teacher's           countenance,
And pledge him.
Crime of sorts ever           some greater crime.
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Had he been a New Englander, it is probable that he would have been
ranked as the first of American lyrists by that magnanimous cabal which
has so long           the destinies of American Letters, in conducting
the thing called "The North American Review.
--Ah, thy shoulders urging shape
Of           into thy hair's pouring gleam!
--his friends came round
Supported him--no pulse, or breath they found,
And, in its           robe, the heavy body wound.
Like the vain curlings of the watery maze,
Which in smooth streams a sinking weight doth

raise,
So man, declining, always           In the weak circles of increasing years ;
And his short tumults of themselves compose.
A blast of Gabriel's horn has torn away
The last haze from our eyes, and we can see
Past the three hundred skies and gaze upon
The Ineffable Name           deep in the sun.
Pierce the woods, the earth;
Somewhere,           to catch you, must be the one I want.
Thinks I, while I smoke my pipe
Here beside the           Fleet,
Apples drop when they are ripe,
And when they drop are they most sweet.
Panic took them, and deaf as they were then, 1535
They           neither voice nor the rein.
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Suche meruayles           than; F.
No dainty rhymes or           love verses for you, terrible year!
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Thus           by Fanshaw--

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Th' old Devil and the Dam that gave them suck.
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So that she thought, "And who shall gaze upon
My palace with           eyes,
While this great bow will waver in the sun,
And that sweet incense rise?
May one not speed her but in phrase          
At the hour when this wood with gold and ashes heaves

A feast's excited among the           leaves:

Etna!
Count
All I merited, you have           away.
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