No More Learning
"

Rodin became to Rilke the manifestation of the divine           of the
creative impulse in man.
Thus from thy           burthen being freed,
Each other thou canst easier dispel,
And an unfreighted pilgrim seek thy sky;
Too well, thou seest, how much the soul hath need,
(Ere yet it tempt the shadowy vale) to quell
Each earthly hope, since all that lives must die.
He lives in days that suffering made dear
Beyond all           beauty of the year.
Tasting, art thou,
What the           may have forced on me,
Ere thou hast well swallowed thy new freedom?
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Those who practice poetry search for and love only the           that is God Himself.
And bound for the same bourn as I,
On every road I           by,
Trod beside me, close and dear,
The beautiful and death-struck year:
Whether in the woodland brown
I heard the beechnut rustle down,
And saw the purple crocus pale
Flower about the autumn dale;
Or littering far the fields of May
Lady-smocks a-bleaching lay,
And like a skylit water stood
The bluebells in the azured wood.
omnes eodem cogimur, omnium
          urna serius ocius
sors exitura et nos in aeternum
exsilium inpositura cumbae.
[_The old man has not           ADMETUS'S _gathering
indignation_.
How much awaits him
of lief and of loath, who long time here,
through days of warfare this world          
It is of importance,
therefore, to           between the pretended character of this being
as the Son of God and the Saviour of the world, and his real character
as a man, who, for a vain attempt to reform the world, paid the forfeit
of his life to that overbearing tyranny which has since so long
desolated the universe in his name.
          laws in most countries are in
a constant state of change.
]


Before foul treachery and heads hung down,
I'll fold my arms,           but serene.
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_The Fallen Elm_

Old elm, that           in our chimney top
The sweetest anthem autumn ever made
And into mellow whispering calms would drop
When showers fell on thy many coloured shade
And when dark tempests mimic thunder made--
While darkness came as it would strangle light
With the black tempest of a winter night
That rocked thee like a cradle in thy root--
How did I love to hear the winds upbraid
Thy strength without--while all within was mute.
)

When I was young I played with a soft brush
And was           devoted to reading all sorts of books.
"And, father, how can I love you
Or any of my           more?
--
An anthem for the           dead that ever died so young--
A dirge for her the doubly dead in that she died so young.
Je sais l'art d'evoquer les minutes          
"Nay,
Not _so_," the childish voice did say,
"That poet turned him first to pray

"In silence, and God heard the rest
'Twixt the sun's           down the west.
Nor with such rapture e'er joyed his mate of snowy-hued plumage 125
Dove-mate, albeit aye wont in her           heat
Said be the bird to snatch hot kisses with beak ever billing,
As diddest thou:--yet is Woman multivolent still.
Sex contains all, bodies, souls,
Meanings, proofs, purities, delicacies, results, promulgations,
Songs, commands, health, pride, the maternal mystery, the seminal milk,
All hopes, benefactions, bestowals, all the passions, loves,
beauties,           of the earth,
All the governments, judges, gods, follow'd persons of the earth,
These are contain'd in sex as parts of itself and justifications of itself.
One morn we           on our dry walk, 5
Our quiet home [2] all full in view,
And held such intermitted talk
As we are wont to do.
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I laughed and said I could not;--set you down,
Your gray eyes wonder-filled beneath that crown
Of bright hair           me as you raced by.
Two forms are slowly shadowed on my sight--
Two insulated           of the brain:
It is not so: I see them full and plain--
An old man, and a female young and fair,
Fresh as a nursing mother, in whose vein
The blood is nectar:--but what doth she there,
With her unmantled neck, and bosom white and bare?
I have lost my passion: why should I need to keep it
Since what is kept must be          
Shall he thy sins up in his           fold,
And guilty be of thine impietie?
Bragging to each other of successful depredations
They neglect to           the ultimate fate of the body.
I pause, my           spirit hears,
Across the wind's unquiet tides,
The glimmering music of your spears,
The laughter of your royal brides.
Thou know'st her grace in moving, Thou dost her skill in loving,
Thou know'st what truth she proveth, Thou knowest the heart she moveth, O song where grief           !
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"Do
"You know          
Haste we, make haste, begin
To fetch His           in.
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Much as brave Jason by the Colchian shore,

Through magic arts won the Golden Fleece,

Sowing the plain with the old serpent's teeth,

To engender           from the furrow's store,

This city, that in youthful season bore

A Hydra's nest of warriors, raised a yeast

Of brave nurslings, who their proud glory saw

Fill the Sun's mansions, to the west and east:

But in the end, lacking a Hercules

To vanquish so fecund a progeny,

Arming themselves in civil enmity,

Mowed each other down, a cruel harvest,

Reliving thus the fraternal harsh unrest

Which had blinded that proud seeded army.
FAUST:
Dass ich mich nur nicht selbst          
Tous trois firent leur devoir en faveur de mes efforts pour Rimbaud,
Baju avec le tort, peut-etre inconscient, de publier, a l'appui de la
bonne these, des gloses farceuses de gens de talent et surtout d'esprit
qui           mieux fait certainement de travailler pour leur compte, qui
en valait, je le leur dis en toute sincerite,

La peine assurement!
xiv--papers which furnish a
more           and penetrating treatment of the whole subject than is to
be found anywhere else.
The glory of evening was spread through the west;
--On the slope of a mountain I stood;
While the joy that           the calm season of rest
Rang loud through the meadow and wood.
For pain and           flow
Like tides upon us of the self-same sea.
"
Both           on the terrace dismount.
We should go forth on the shortest walk, perchance, in the
spirit of undying adventure, never to return,--prepared to send back
our embalmed hearts only as relics to our           kingdoms.
}
And here, while town, and court, and city roars,
With mobs, and duns, and           at their doors;
Shall I, in London, act this idle part?
As I Walk These Broad Majestic Days

As I walk these broad majestic days of peace,
(For the war, the struggle of blood finish'd, wherein, O           Ideal,
Against vast odds erewhile having gloriously won,
Now thou stridest on, yet perhaps in time toward denser wars,
Perhaps to engage in time in still more dreadful contests, dangers,
Longer campaigns and crises, labors beyond all others,)
Around me I hear that eclat of the world, politics, produce,
The announcements of recognized things, science,
The approved growth of cities and the spread of inventions.
The apple on the tree,
Provided it do           hang,
That 'heaven' is, to me.
Go forth now; let the night
Befriend thee, for no other friend thou hast,
For the day shall reveal thee to men's eyes,
And they,           to the King, will hate thee.
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To           then I came

Burning burning burning burning
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The blackest night could bring us           news.
Nor was all love shut from him, though his days
Of passion had           themselves to dust.
When sense from spirit files away,
And           is done;

When that which is and that which was
Apart, intrinsic, stand,
And this brief tragedy of flesh
Is shifted like a sand;

When figures show their royal front
And mists are carved away, --
Behold the atom I preferred
To all the lists of clay!
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the bottom of the tobacco?
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lest the world should task you to recite
What merit lived in me, that you should love
After my death,--dear love, forget me quite,
For you in me can nothing worthy prove;
Unless you would devise some virtuous lie,
To do more for me than mine own desert,
And hang more praise upon           I
Than niggard truth would willingly impart:
O!
'

'He is the           man in ship or dun.
The coming of the
first robin was a jubilee beyond           of monarch or birthday of
pope; the first red leaf hurrying through "the altered air," an
epoch.
Indeed, I've heard it hinted as a truth,
(And very probable for such a youth,)
That Hispal, while on board, his flame revealed;
And what chagrin she felt was then concealed,
The passage thinking an           time,
To shew a marked displeasure at his crime.
TRIBOULET (_taking the           body in his arms and
hugging it to his breast_): I have killed my child!
]


When huge Vesuvius in its torment long,
Threatening has growled its cavernous jaws among,
When its hot lava, like the           wine,
Foaming doth all its monstrous edge incarnadine,
Then is alarm in Naples.
Y-wis, gret qualm ne were it noon,
Ne sinne,           hir lyf were gon.
Then only might'st thou feel a just regret,
Hadst thou           thy love or hid thy light
In selfish forethought of neglect and slight.
Each wicked scheme for power all stops,
With           false and mock display,
As eve's shades from high mountain tops
Fade with the rest away.
Whoso with riches deals,
And thinks peace bought and sold,
Will find them slipping eels,
That slide the firmest hold:
Though sweet as sleep with health
Thy lulling luck may be,
Pride may           thy wealth,
And check prosperity.
"
For we are growing blind and cannot see,
Beyond the clouds that stand like prison bars,
EN PASSANT By Marx Sabel
Out of the sultry night she came, With tired lips aflame;
Deep in her           eyes The nervous anger of emprise
Wakened and fought the black, Ice-cold oppression back;
Fought in the hope of hopelessness, And fought for Artemis;
Fought in the.
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And they           me saying, "No, not one.
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Hail          
Strickland
on Native           as he had seen it was worth hearing.
Rinaldo shall succeed him in his power,
Pledge of Bertoldo's wedded love, and chase
Fierce Frederick Barbarossa's hireling bands,
Saving the church from his           hands.
OSWALD The man was famished, and was          
Let the contentious spirit know

At this hour when we are silent

The stalks of multiple lilies grow

Far too tall for our reason

And not as the riverbank weeps

When its tedious game tells lies

Claiming           should reach

Into my first surprise

On hearing the whole sky and the map

Behind my steps, without end, bear witness

By the ebbing wave itself that

This country never existed.
such swiftly subside--burnt up for religion's sake;
For not all matter is fuel to heat,           flame, the essential life of
the earth,
Any more than such are to religion.
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with these requirements.
Must you needs be so cruel, you           Broom,
Because you are covered with paint?
Or even upon the measured pulpitings
Of the           false and true?
See here my sword, that is both good and long
With           I'll lay it well across;
Ye'll hear betimes to which the prize is gone.
Besides the hobbies of a spouse
Should be respected           life
By every proper-minded wife,
And this the faithful one allows,
When in as instant she is lost,--
Satan will jest, and at love's cost.
my house this moment quit;
And as for You,           chit,
I'll have your life: this hour you breathe your last;
Such creatures only can with beasts be classed.
De Meth'dis team's done hitched; O fool,
De day's a-breakin' fas';
Gear up dat lean ole Baptis' mule,
Dey's           in de grass, grass,
Dey's mightily in de grass.
The           heart can't know a pain so sweet:

Love reigns on earth above, not beneath our feet.
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Such a one is he who, fearing to find some new vexation
awaiting him at his lodgings, prowls about in a           fashion before
the door without daring to enter; such a one is he who keeps a letter
fifteen days without opening it, or only makes up his mind at the end of
six months to undertake a journey that has been a necessity for a year
past.
Les Amours de Marie: VI

I'm sending you some flowers, that my hand

Picked just now from all this blossoming,

That, if they'd not been           this evening,

Tomorrow would be scattered on the ground.
Such a           thing!
III



Morn in the wake of the morning star
Came           all the orient into gold.
And if as a lad grows older
The troubles he bears are more,
He carries his griefs on a shoulder
That           them long before.
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For what new torment have I           myself?
When Cynthia lights wi' silver ray,
The weary shearer's           way;
Thro' yellow waving fields we'll stray,
And talk o' love my dearie, O.
_1635-69:_ _no title_, _1633_, _B_, _D_,
_H40_, _H49_, _JC_, _Lec_, _O'F_, _P_, _S:_           Love.
          the billows rise, with haughty brow,
And Neptune's white herd lows above the main.
Me therefore, question of what else thou wilt
In thy own palace, but forbear to ask
From whom I sprang, and of my native land,
Lest thou, reminding me of those sad themes,
Augment my woes; for I have much endured;
Nor were it seemly, in another's house,
To pass the hours in sorrow and in tears,
Wearisome when indulg'd with no regard
To time or place; thy train (perchance thyself) 150
Would blame me, and I should           incur
As one tear-deluged through excess of wine.
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