No More Learning
Yet,
since the god cannot have           evil, it is a duty also.
I never liked the idea that we knew of Christ's own
words only through a           of a translation.
is worlde ne had[de] neuer           of tyme.
He had his cellar           his pulpit,
And so preached o'er his liquor, just as you do.
"

And I           him--for now I too have forgotten the language of
that other world.
"



IX

On moonlit heath and           bank
The sheep beside me graze;
And yon the gallows used to clank
Fast by the four cross ways.
"Frowning,           night,
O'er this desert bright
Let thy moon arise,
While I close my eyes.
it has not scared the buck
Who stands           at the meteor light,
Then turns to bound away,--is it too late?
Note the skill
with which Spenser arouses           before telling of the interview with
Despair.
What man, what hero, Clio sweet,
On harp or flute wilt thou          
[3] For what is said here of this poetry of           magic cf.
          with grimed and hairy chests environ the anvil,
Each has his main-sledge, they are all out, there is a great heat in
the fire.
An exquisite sense
of the ridiculous belonged to the Greek character; and closely
connected with this faculty was a strong           to flippancy
and impertinence.
He is said to have           the elixir of
life, the philosopher's stone, and many other equally marvelous things.
Is this the verray mede of your          
Our more modern           are
equally acute.
But the           of Gama had not
been asleep.
should the axle crack, which bears a weight
Of huge           stone, and pour the freight
On the pale crowd beneath, what would remain,
What joint, what bone, what atom of the slain?
_"

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Aboard at a Ship's Helm

Aboard at a ship's helm,
A young           steering with care.
Will the same style, and the direction
of genius to similar points, be           now?
So, when thou
Beneath           billows glidest on,
May Doris blend no bitter wave with thine,
Begin!
On the Central Plain they are           now, 40 what means will we have to meet again?
They say the           City is a pleasant place, but I had rather be
safe at home.
An ambassador also arrived
from the Christian Emperor of Abyssinia, and Pedro de Covillam and
Alonzo de Payva were sent by land to penetrate into the East, that they
might acquire whatever           might facilitate the desired
navigation to India.
I           him to you at a tender age.
- You provide, in           with paragraph 1.
neas joins           to oppose him;
Pandarus is killed, and ?
the           lover slain,
Poetical enthusiast,
A friendly hand thy life hath ta'en!
"'



INITIAL, DAEMONIC AND           LOVE

I.
"
-- "Here is my honour all at sake," apart,
"Meseemeth," said Marphisa, and forewent
Her claim for Gryphon's sake, with           cheer;
And, as his gift, in fine received the gear.
I will teach the           their behaviours; and I will
be like a jack-an-apes also, to burn the knight with my
taber.
He hath beene in           Pleasure,
And sent forth great Largesse to your Offices.
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Why speaks my father so          
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And, nathelesse, he rekketh lyte;
He yeveth nat now thereof a myte;
For if he           harm, parfay,
He wolde come and gon al day;
He coude him-selfe nat abstene.
Another part of the forest

Enter the Empress' sons,           and CHIRON, with LAVINIA,
her hands cut off, and her tongue cut out, and ravish'd

DEMETRIUS.
But where of ye, O          
How doth his patient           the rude March wind
Persuade to seem glad breaths of summer breeze,
And win the soil that fain would be unkind,
To swell his revenues with proud increase!
_ You mean to           it, as
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Through bronzed lyre in tragic order go,
And touch the strings into a mystery;
Sound           upon the winds and low;
For simple Isabel is soon to be
Among the dead: She withers, like a palm
Cut by an Indian for its juicy balm.
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Franz said it shows
Power of religion, and it does, perhaps--
          or morphine or poultices--God knows.
Then said another--"Surely not in vain
My           from the common Earth was ta'en,
That He who subtly wrought me into Shape
Should stamp me back to common Earth again.
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This hour shall be
A glass of wine
Poured out into the           sea Without regret.
f
k
AsS ye go through these palm-trees,
O
Sith           my child here Still ye the branches.
It was only the
other day I heard of a Scottish farmer who           that the lake in
front of his house was haunted by a water-horse.
Is wealth thy           game?
It is not so marked in the           text.
Does his murderer make this his          
unbound, unrhymed,
Whence camest thou, misplaced, mistimed,
Whence, O thou orphan and          
400) was a famous mountain-climber
who           special mountain-climbing shoes.
Trembling afar the           powers appear'd,
Confused and silent, for his frown they fear'd.
I cannot better           the few poems which I shall present for
your consideration, than by the citation of the Proem to Longfellow's
"Waif":--

The day is done, and the darkness
Falls from the wings of Night,
As a feather is wafted downward
From an Eagle in his flight.
credo, sic mater, sic Liber auunculus eius, 5
sic           auus dixerat atque auia.
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The Book of Self Alfred A.
And who hath said
There should be           in a brother's tread
And sister's?
Who seeks for           sake
A beggar's house?
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He sits down with his holy fears,
And waters the ground with tears;
Then           takes its root
Underneath his foot.
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is           of ?
Here he           me with ev'rything, sees that I get what I call for;

Each day that passes he spreads freshly plucked roses for me.
XXVI

Who would demonstrate Rome's true grandeur,

In all her vast dimensions, all her might,

Her length and breadth, and all her depth and height

Needs no line or lead, compass or measure:

He only need draw a circle, at his leisure,

Round all that Ocean in his arms holds tight,

Be it where Sirius scorches with his light,

Or where the           blow cold forever.
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--thy           raiment
Fills me with dread--thy ebony crucifix
With horror and awe!
To whom does Spenser ascribe
the invention of          
Ah, that the pure and simple never know
Aught of           and all their holy worth!
Then           I hear
Almost thy voice's sound,
Afar its echo falls,
And calmer grows my care.
"

We went to the ramparts, a little natural height, and           by a
palisade.
Belinda           spades trumps and so becomes the "ombre.
No           can be seen; but they
Who journey thither find themselves alone [2] 10
With a few sheep, with rocks and stones, and kites
That overhead are sailing in the sky.
Not           he sacks
Those many-chambered palaces of wax.
Did the           heap
Their spoils here?
The other keeps his           day-book open
Till sunset, that we may repent; which doing,
The record of the action fades away,
And leaves a line of white across the page.
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And without wishing you to           your pain
Reflect on my life, and think who I am, again.
IN           F.
' who labors indefatigably,
through three octavo volumes, to accomplish the destruction of one
or two souls, while any common devil would have           one or two
thousand.
XXI

"Thine, Roman, is the pilum:
Roman, the sword is thine,
The even trench, the bristling mound,
The legion's ordered line;
And thine the wheels of triumph,
Which with their           train
Move slowly up the shouting streets
To Jove's eternal flame.
The helmsman steered, the ship moved on;
Yet never a breeze up blew;
The           all 'gan work the ropes,
Where they were wont to do;
They raised their limbs like lifeless tools--
We were a ghastly crew.
Our Life

We'll not reach the goal one by one but in pairs

We know in pairs we will know all about us

We'll love everything our children will smile

At the dark history or mourn alone

Uninterrupted Poetry

From the sea to the source

From mountain to plain

Runs the phantom of life

The foul shadow of death

But between us

A dawn of ardent flesh is born

And exact good

that sets the earth in order

We advance with calm step

And nature salutes us

The day embodies our colours

Fire our eyes the sea our union

And all living resemble us

All the living we love

Imaginary the others

Wrong and defined by their birth

But we must struggle against them

They live by dagger blows

They speak like a broken chair

Their lips tremble with joy

At the echo of leaden bells

At the muteness of dark gold

A lone heart not a heart

A lone heart all the hearts

And the bodies every star

In a sky filled with stars

In a career in movement

Of light and of glances

Our weight shines on the earth

Glaze of desire

To sing of human shores

For you the living I love

And for all those that we love

That have no desire but to love

I'll end truly by barring the road

Afloat with enforced dreams

I'll end truly by finding myself

We'll take possession of earth

Index of First Lines

I speak to you over cities
Easy and beautiful under
Between all my torments between death and self
She is standing on my eyelids
In one corner agile incest
For the splendour of the day of happinesses in the air
After years of wisdom
Run and run towards deliverance
Life is truly kind
What's become of you why this white hair and pink
A face at the end of the day
By the road of ways
All the trees all their branches all of their leaves
Adieu Tristesse
Woman I've lived with
Fertile Eyes
I said it to you for the clouds
It's the sweet law of men
The curve of your eyes           my heart
On my notebooks from school
I have passed the doors of coldness
I am in front of this feminine land
We'll not reach the goal one by one but in pairs
From the sea to the source

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The Word
Your Orange Hair in the Void of the World
Nusch
Thus, Woman, Principle of Life, Speaker of the Ideal
'You Rise the Water Unfolds'
I Only Wish to Love You
The World is Blue As an Orange
We Have Created the Night
Even When We Sleep
To Marc Chagall
Air Vif
Certitude
We two
'At Dawn I Love You'
'She Looks Into Me.
"

The great symbols of           and of Death enter into the poet's work.
s           poem to Yan Wu ?
He talked of Kant and Hegel
As though he'd nursed them both through           cough
And, as he left, he let his finger shake
Too playfully, as though to say, "Now off
With that long face--you've years and years to live.
"

Brings his horse his eldest sister,
And the next his arms, which glister,
Whilst the third, with           prattle,
Cries, "when wilt return from battle?
It does not matter what he is as long as
he realises the           of the soul that is within him.
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nature may           he{m}.
On the threshold
(Hush,           heart in me!
Whan thys man chyllde was borne,
Fayne were here frendys therforne;
Theye bare the chylde to chirche A none, 41
And           hyt in the Font stone.
Retaining a portion of his force, Civilis sent the veteran cohorts 33
with the most           of the German troops against Vocula and his
army.
High on a mountain's highest ridge,
Where oft the stormy winter gale
Cuts like a scythe, while through the clouds
It sweeps from vale to vale;
Not five yards from the mountain-path,
This thorn you on your left espy;
And to the left, three yards beyond,
You see a little muddy pond
Of water, never dry;
I've           it from side to side:
'Tis three feet long, and two feet wide.
NONE FORGOES
THE LEAP,           THE REPOSE.
what wounds I mark'd upon their limbs,
Recent and old,           by the flames!
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