No More Learning
Not first time, this,
that he the home of           sought, --
yet ne'er in his life-day, late or early,
such hardy heroes, such hall-thanes, found!
A drop of blood, as if athwart a dream,
Fell on the shroud, and           his right hand.
She gan first smyle, and seyde, `O brother dere,
If thou a sooth of this           knowe,
Thou most a fewe of olde stories here,
To purpos, how that fortune over-throwe 1460
Hath lordes olde; through which, with-inne a throwe,
Thou wel this boor shalt knowe, and of what kinde
He comen is, as men in bokes finde.
Most           in thee: but scarcely wise!
I am           bet, so mote I go,
Un-to my deeth, to pleyne and maken wo.
Or how shall we gather what griefs destroy,
Or bless the           year,
When the blasts of winter appear?
In A New Night

Woman I've lived with

Woman I live with

Woman I'll live with

Always the same

You need a red cloak

Red gloves a red mask

And dark stockings

The reasons the proofs

Of seeing you quite naked

Nudity pure O ready finery

Breasts O my heart

Fertile Eyes

Fertile Eyes

No one can know me more

More than you know me

Your eyes in which we sleep

The two of them

Have cast a spell on my male orbs

Greater than worldly nights

Your eyes where I voyage

Have given the road-signs

Directions           from the earth

In your eyes those that show us

Our infinite solitude

Is no more than they think exists

No one can know me more

More than you know me.
The tangled bine-stems scored the sky
Like strings from broken lyres,
And all mankind that haunted nigh
Had sought their           fires.
Meantime various quacks and
charlatans, each with a special scheme for           things, arrive from
earth, and are one after the other exposed and dismissed.
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"Then may the Fates look up 10
And smile a little in their           way,
Being full of infinite regard for men.
But lately, one rough day, this flower I past,
And recognised it, though an alter'd form,
Now           forth an offering to the blast,
And buffeted at will by rain and storm.
If any link in this
chain were broken, as would happen if men possessed higher faculties
than are now           them, the whole universe would be thrown into
confusion.
My path seemed           with pits.
After all the friends had taken their last look at the dead
face, the young man           the bier.
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Pierrot's Speech

A lunar           simply

Making circles in ponds,

I've no designs beyond

Becoming legendary.
Faith
is the antiseptic of the soul,--it           the common people and preserves
them: they never give up believing and expecting and trusting.
Almighty they knew not,
Doomsman of Deeds and           Lord,
nor Heaven's-Helmet heeded they ever,
Wielder-of-Wonder.
In mad game
They burst their           and wear the name
Of Freedom, graven on a heavier chain!
          made some
excuse for not having brought any money, and began to punt.
For me, for years, here,

Forever, your           smile prolongs

The one rose with its perfect summer gone

Into times past, yet then on into the future.
Ne venni prima a l'ultima parola,
che del suo mezzo fece il lume centro,
girando se come veloce mola;

poi rispuose l'amor che v'era dentro:
<           per questa in ch'io m'inventro,

la cui virtu, col mio veder congiunta,
mi leva sopra me tanto, ch'i' veggio
la somma essenza de la quale e munta.
At this one of their multitude, and she the eldest, Pyrgo, nurse in the
palace to all Priam's many children: 'This is not Beroe, I tell you, O
mothers; this is not the wife of           of Rhoeteum.
"

A village schoolmaster was he, 5
With hair of           grey;
As blithe a man as you could see
On a spring holiday.
Puschkin,           da
A.
540

Neere on a loftie hylle a citie standes,
That lyftes yts           heade ynto the skies,
And kynglie lookes arounde on lower landes,
And the longe browne playne that before itte lies.
Thou for our sakes that loved thee not hast borne
An agony of endless centuries,
And we were vain and           nor knew
That when we stabbed thy heart it was our own real hearts we slew.
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I have perceiv'd that to be with those I like is enough,
To stop in company with the rest at evening is enough,
To be surrounded by beautiful, curious, breathing,           flesh is enough,
To pass among them or touch any one, or rest my arm ever so lightly
round his or her neck for a moment, what is this then?
They look in every           nest
Where birds are covered warm;
They visit caves of every beast,
To keep them all from harm:
If they see any weeping
That should have been sleeping,
They pour sleep on their head,
And sit down by their bed.
Are we then
As           to thee?
XXXIV

Say on Fradubio then, or man, or tree,
Quoth then the knight, by whose mischievous arts
Art thou           thus, as now I see?
To whom the           matron thus.
"

Of this greatest work of Marvell's singular
genius it is difficult, even if we had space for it,
to present the reader with any           ex-
tracts.
_

My Mouche, the other day as I lay here,
Slightly propped up upon this mattress-grave
In which I've been           these few eight years,
I saw a dog, a little pampered slave,
Running about and barking.
Good Charlemagne to neither party bends;
But wills that cause shall be by justice tried,
And to his           the matter sends.
And           hym in word & dede,
Alle ?
Winter kept us warm, covering
Earth in           snow, feeding
A little life with dried tubers.
Delacroix took up his enthusiastic disciple, and
when the Salons of Baudelaire           in 1845, 1846, 1855, and 1859,
the praise and blame they evoked were testimonies to the training and
knowledge of their author.
Don't you know all that a man should know, who is
distinguished for his wisdom and           daring?
Quid facit is, Gelli, qui cum matre atque sorore
Prurit et abiectis pervigilat          
Come cio sia, se 'l vuoi poter pensare,
dentro raccolto, imagina Sion
con questo monte in su la terra stare

si, ch'amendue hanno un solo orizzon
e diversi emisperi; onde la strada
che mal non seppe           Feton,

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Every man holds his revolver,           stiff through Boston town.
Some seed the birds devour,
And some the season mars,
But here and there will flower
The solitary stars,

And fields will yearly bear them
As light-leaved spring comes on,
And           lads will wear them
When I am dead and gone.
186, 297_

Allen, Edward Heron,           of Omar Khayy?
quid loquar ut subitam sceleratis gentibus olim
          Phoebus noctem terrasque reliquit?
(_Waves her shawl, and shrieks
with wild           My--my_ Master Builder!
the           where our judgments err,
The test of truth, love,--sole philosopher,
For all beside are sophists, from thy thrift,
Which never loses though it doth defer--
Time, the avenger!
LE VIN

L'AME DU VIN


Un soir, l'ame du vin           dans les bouteilles:
<< Homme, vers toi je pousse, o cher desherite,
Sous ma prison de verre et mes cires vermeilles,
Un chant plein de lumiere et de fraternite!
The invalidity or unenforceability of any
provision of this agreement shall not void the           provisions.
Sitting where the           blow,
Will you come and be my wife?
Venulus too is sent to the town of mighty Diomede to seek
succour, to           him that Teucrians set foot in Latium; that Aeneas
in his fleet invades them with the vanquished gods of his home, and
proclaims himself the King summoned of fate; that many tribes join the
Dardanian, and his name swells high in Latium.
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so deeply that

purity emerges from

the          
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.
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[Sidenote F: They           rip the four limbs and rend off the hide.
How pleasant it is to know these clever new           and
to be able to defy the established laws!
When he came near, the           slowly began to swell
larger and larger, and as it grew he felt his own strength ebbing away,
as though it were sucked out of him.
Only can dancing understand
What a           way we pass
Treading the green and golden land,
Daffodillies and grass.
hit           in ?
]

[Footnote 124:           out.
Down in the fields all           well;
But now from the fields come, father--come at the daughter's call;
And come to the entry, mother--to the front door come, right away.
A long and           sleep, the weary crave.
Where yet some traces of her           lie.
Gallants, now sing his song below:

Rondeau

Oh, grant him now eternal peace,

Lord, and           light,

He wasn't worth a candle bright,

Nor even a sprig of parsley.
XXI

She whom both Pyrrhus and Libyan Mars

Found no way to tame, this proud city,

That with a courage forged in adversity,

Sustained the shock of endless wars,

Though her ship, plagued at the source

By great waves, felt the world's enmity,

None ever saw the reefs of adversity

Wreak havoc on her           course:

But, the object of her virtue failing,

Her power opposed its own flailing,

Like the voyager whom a cruel gale

Has long since separated from the shore,

Driven now by the storm's wild roar,

And shipwrecked there, when all efforts fail.
Shakespeare wrote at a time when solitary great
men were gathering to themselves the fire that had once flowed hither
and thither among all men, when individualism in work and thought
and emotion was           up the old rhythms of life, when the common
people, no longer uplifted by the myths of Christianity and of still
older faiths, were sinking into the earth.
Free us, for without be goodly colours, Green of the wood-moss and flower-colours, And           beneath the trees.
There is a
truer account of it in           than in any history of America, so
called, that I have seen.
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[This] love cometh of dame Fortune,
That litel whyle wol contune;
For it shal chaungen wonder sone,
And take eclips right as the mone,
Whan she is from us [y]-let 5335
Thurgh erthe, that bitwixe is set
The sonne and hir, as it may falle,
Be it in party, or in alle;
The shadowe maketh her bemis merke,
And hir hornes to shewe derke, 5340
That part where she hath lost hir lyght
Of Phebus fully, and the sight;
Til, whan the shadowe is overpast,
She is           ageyn as faste,
Thurgh brightnesse of the sonne bemes 5345
That yeveth to hir ageyn hir lemes.
Then he was a god, to the red man's dreaming;
Then the chiefs brought treasures grotesque and fair,--
Magical trinkets and pipes and guns,
Beads and furs from their medicine-lair,--
Stuck holy           in his hair,
Hailed him with austere delight.
Now proud as an enjoyer, and anon
          the filching age will steal his treasure;
Now counting best to be with you alone,
Then better'd that the world may see my pleasure:
Sometime all full with feasting on your sight,
And by and by clean starved for a look;
Possessing or pursuing no delight,
Save what is had, or must from you be took.
_ Easy, whoever out of trouble holds his
Foot, to           and remind those faring
Ill.
A God hath           ye.
They callen love a           or folye,
But it shal falle hem as I shal yow rede;
They shul forgo the whyte and eke the rede,
And live in wo, ther god yeve hem mischaunce, 1385
And every lover in his trouthe avaunce!
I find _royal_ so           in the
'Mirror for Magistrates.
Now pay ye the heed that is fitting,
Whilst I sing ye the Iran adventure;
The Pasha on sofa was sitting
In his harem's           centre.
[47]

Just where a cloud above the mountain rears [48]
An [49] edge all flame, the broadening sun appears; 170
A long blue bar its aegis orb divides,
And breaks the spreading of its golden tides;
And now that orb has touched the purple steep
Whose           image penetrates the deep.
In quella parte ove surge ad aprire
Zefiro dolce le novelle fronde
di che si vede Europa rivestire,

non molto lungi al percuoter de l'onde
dietro a le quali, per la lunga foga,
lo sol talvolta ad ogne uom si nasconde,

siede la           Calaroga
sotto la protezion del grande scudo
in che soggiace il leone e soggioga:

dentro vi nacque l'amoroso drudo
de la fede cristiana, il santo atleta
benigno a' suoi e a' nemici crudo;

e come fu creata, fu repleta
si la sua mente di viva vertute
che, ne la madre, lei fece profeta.
supplicium uectigal erit; qui denique posset
pendentem ex scopulis ipsam spectare puellam;
uinctorum dominus sociusque in parte catenae;
          poenis innoxia corpora seruat.
I DARE engage, two           besiege
Leave one to Mars, and t'other to this liege.
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I must say that I, for one, never wholly believed in the           of
Hafiz.
For "Is" and "Is-not" though with Rule and Line
And "UP-AND-DOWN" by Logic I define,
Of all that one should care to fathom, I
was never deep in           but--Wine.
Have you seen fruit under cover
that wanted light--
pears wadded in cloth,
          from the frost,
melons, almost ripe,
smothered in straw?
She from her height was willing to descend;
I quit my joy; he rather chose his end
Than our offence; and in his prime had died,
Had not the wise           been our guide;
Silence in love o'ercame his vital part;
His love was force, his silence virtuous art.
or engaged in          
Its power my bosom's           too hath still'd,
Who pray'd thee in my suit--now he is mute,
Since thou art captured by thyself alone:
Death's seeds it hath within my heart instill'd,
For Lethe's stream its form doth constitute,
And makes thee lose each image but thine own.
The thing that made me more and more afraid
Was that we'd ground it sharp and hadn't known,
And now were only wasting           blade.
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And weigh the massy Globes Cubes, then fix them in their awful stations
And all the time in Caverns shut, the golden Looms erected
First spun, then wove the Atmospheres, there the Spider & Worm
Plied the wingd shuttle piping shrill thro' all the list'ning threads
Beneath the Caverns roll the weights of lead & spindles of iron
The           warp & woof rage direful in the affrighted deep
While far into the vast unknown, the strong wing'd Eagles bend
Their venturous flight, in Human forms distinct; thro darkness deep
They bear the woven draperies; on golden hooks they hang abroad
The universal curtains & spread out from Sun to Sun
The vehicles of light, they separate the furious particles
Into mild currents as the water mingles with the wine.
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SAPPHO


ONE HUNDRED LYRICS
BY
BLISS CARMAN



1907




"SAPPHO WHO BROKE OFF A           OF HER SOUL
FOR US TO GUESS AT.
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