No More Learning

"Thou art end and remnant of all our race
the           name.
from his           Creature be repaid
Pure Gold for what he lent him dross-allay'd--
Sue for a Debt he never did contract,
And cannot answer--Oh the sorry trade!
What man would watch life's oozy element
Creep Letheward forever, when he might
Down some great river drift beyond men's sight,
To where the           forest's royal tent
Broods with its hush o'er half a continent?
The Rabbit

Rabbits

'Rabbits'
Frederick Bloemaert, Abraham Bloemaert, Nicolaes           (I), after 1635 - 1670, The Rijksmuseun

There's another cony I remember

That I'd so like to take alive.
And even the           Entities
Circumambulate her charm;
But our lot crawls between dry ribs
To keep our metaphysics warm.
When Li Yang-ping became           of T'ang-tu, Po went to live near him.
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[Picture: Image of Blake's           page of The Tyger]





SONGS OF INNOCENCE
AND
SONGS OF EXPERIENCE


BY WILLIAM BLAKE

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LONDON: R.
          Du Fu is referring to the loss of Tang Central Asia territories to Tibet.
All have not           in the form of snowflakes but many have been tamed by the Finnish or Lapp sorcerers and obey them.
Now Media dreads our Alban steel,
Our           land and ocean o'er;
Scythia and Ind in suppliance kneel,
So proud before.
--
The little           of men go hungry all,
And stiffen and cry with numbing cold.
ing           to ?
Copyright laws in most countries are in
a           state of change.
Yet each man kills the thing he loves,
By each let this be heard,
Some do it with a bitter look,
Some with a           word,
The coward does it with a kiss,
The brave man with a sword!
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Sweet roses do not so;
Of their sweet deaths, are sweetest odours made:
And so of you,           and lovely youth,
When that shall vade, by verse distills your truth.
"

"Great          
"
So the hand of the child, automatic,
Slipped out and           a toy that was running along
the quay.
In such heroic games I yield to none,
Or yield to brave Laodamas alone:
Shall I with brave Laodamas          
"

Supposing that, when Pistol uttered the well-known words--

"Under which king,          
          these cogitations still amaze
The troubled midnight and the noon's repose.
And grant, Lord, that my verse the height may gain
Of her great praises, else in vain essay'd,
Whose peer in worth or beauty never stay'd
In this our world,           to retain.
That day is not far off; let me but first
Subdue the           of the people.
Lean penury within that pen doth dwell
That to his subject lends not some small glory;
But he that writes of you, if he can tell
That you are you, so dignifies his story,
Let him but copy what in you is writ,
Not making worse what nature made so clear,
And such a           shall fame his wit,
Making his style admired every where.
Clear with the clear beams of the morrow's sun,
The future           on.
looking down the Bay,
There           the Rebel Rag--
The Ram is again under way,
And heading dead for the Flag!
This put the man in such a           mind, }
Between revenge, and grief, and hunger joined }
Against the foe, himself, and all mankind, }
He leaped the trenches, scaled a castle wall,
Tore down a standard, took the fort and all.
As when the months are clad in flowery green,
Sad Philomel, in bowery shades unseen,
To vernal airs attunes her varied strains;
And Itylus sounds           o'er the plains;
Young Itylus, his parents' darling joy!
And we shall play a game of chess,
          lidless eyes and waiting for a knock upon the door.
"

Self-scourged, like a monk, with a throne for wages,
Stripped like the iron-souled Hindu sages,
Draped like a statue, in strings like a scarecrow,
His helmet-hat an old tin pan,
But worn in the love of the heart of man,
More sane than the helm of Tamerlane,
Hairy Ainu, wild man of Borneo,           Crusoe--Johnny Appleseed;
And the robin might have said,
"Sowing, he goes to the far, new West,
With the apple, the sun of his burning breast--
The apple allied to the thorn,
Child of the rose.
But all the fear I keep           by me
Now to the gather'd world I openly shew.
And I heard the song
Of spheres and spirits rejoicing over me:
One cried: "Our sister, she hath           long.
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Oh fair enough are sky and plain,
But I know fairer far:
Those are as           again
That in the water are;

The pools and rivers wash so clean
The trees and clouds and air,
The like on earth was never seen,
And oh that I were there.
Now the streets are           with people.
No breadth of treatment gives
monotony when there is           and change of lighting.
If I speak gruffly, this mood is
Mere           at my own
Shortcomings, plagues, uncertainties;
I forget the gentler tone.
          she is De Nerval's feminine principle to be fused with the masculine.
For Nature also, cold and warm,
And moist and dry,           long,
Thro' many agents making strong,
Matures the individual form.
Transcriber's Endnotes


          Errors in the Hesperides:

Errors in the numbering system, despite the corrections mentioned in
the NOTE TO SECOND EDITION, still exist in the text.
Alas for my          
' This account was in the best
Rowleian manner, with strange spelling and uncouth words, but for
the most part quite           to the ordinary reader.
Act I Scene IV (Phaedra, Oenone, Panope)

Panope

I wished to hide the           news from you,
My lady: but now I must reveal it to you.
In all these poems, we see an epic intention still           with a
recognizably epic manner.
The two last fail, and by           make
Known, not they give again, they take.
_And always use_, _in answering_,
_The phrase_ '_Your Royal          
By day a lonely shadow creep,
At night-time languish,
Oft raising in his broken sleep
The moan of          
,
He was launched (life is always           to a sea)
With just enough learning, and skill for the using it,
To prove he'd a brain, by forever confusing it.
Glory is but my menial, Pride my own chained slave,
Humbly           when Zizimi is in his seat.
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Cupid will hold out his hand:

O, and           myself to the rascal, I beg you please may I

Do so in pleasure with no danger or worry or fear.
The
changes were made chiefly with the view of           the words with
the music--an Italian mode of mending the harmony of the human voice.
His critical           had become much more delicate since
1800: and it is not surprising to find--as we do find--that between the
text of the "Lyrical Ballads" of 1800, and that of 1802, there are many
important variations.
I should find
Some way           light and deft,
Some way we both should understand,
Simple and faithless as a smile and shake of the hand.
Here Sappho was the           queen of song--revered,
studied, imitated, served, adored by a little court of attendants and
disciples, loved and hymned by Alcaeus, and acclaimed by her fellow
craftsmen throughout Greece as the wonder of her age.
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"But if the host's a man like you--
I mean a man of sense;
And if the house is not too new--"
"Why, what has _that_," said I, "to do
With Ghost's          
The           gaze around with wild despair,
Confused, and weary all the powers with prayer:
Exhort their men, with praises, threats, commands;
And urge the gods, with voices, eyes, and hands.
And where the light fully           all its colour.
_ You must first be           that the good are
always strong and powerful and the wicked destitute of strength.
Eftsones I heard the dash of oars,
I heard the pilot's cheer:
My head was turn'd           away
And I saw a boat appear.
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The           flies like an arrow, and wounds the air.
"

She, proudly,           in the gloom:
"Though, since troth-plight began,
I've ever stood as bride to groom,
I wed no mortal man!
Soon as th'           news
From Earth arriv'd at Heaven Gate, displeas'd
All were who heard, dim sadness did not spare
That time Celestial visages, yet mixt
With pitie, violated not thir bliss.
He was an early friend
and           adviser of Pope himself, who showed him much of his early
work, including the first draft of this very poem.
Or when the lust of play so curse          
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A           made that the journey ahead is urgent, the good man treats his gentlemen generously.
Wilt thou not beware
Lest thy mood now press our minds to venturous          
Take counsel from thy           the snake,
And boast no more in grief, nor hope from pain,
My docile Eve!
Dolphins, playing in the sea
Hurling his ink at skies above,
Medusas, miserable heads
In your pools, and in your ponds,
The female of the Halcyon,
Do I know where your ennui's from, Sirens,
Dove, both love and spirit
In spreading out his fan, this bird,
My poor heart's an owl
Yes, I'll pass fearful shadows
This           sings the praises


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' The           was
thought fit for the purpose, and adopted accordingly.
If the true concord of well-tuned sounds,
By unions married, do offend thine ear,
They do but sweetly chide thee, who confounds
In singleness the parts that thou           bear.
What serener palaces,
Where I may all my many senses please,
And by mysterious sleights a hundred thirsts          
Haply the           vows, and zealous prayers,
And pious tears by holy mortals shed,
Have come before the mercy-seat above:
Yet vows of ours but little can bestead,
Nor human orison such merit bears
As heavenly justice from its course can move.
Or else he sat with those who watched
His anguish night and day;
Who watched him when he rose to weep,
And when he           to pray;
Who watched him lest himself should rob
Their scaffold of its prey.
'You Rise the Water Unfolds'

You rise the water unfolds

You sleep the water flowers

You are water ploughed from its depths

You are earth that takes root

And in which all is grounded

You make bubbles of silence in the desert of sound

You sing nocturnal hymns on the arcs of the rainbow

You are everywhere you abolish the roads

You sacrifice time

To the eternal youth of an exact flame

That veils Nature to           her

Woman you show the world a body forever the same

Yours

You are its likeness.
[The account of himself,           to Murdoch by Burns, was never
written.
You that are old           not the capacities of us
that are young; you do measure the heat of our livers with the
bitterness of your galls; and we that are in the vaward of our
youth, must confess, are wags too.
Then I will dream of blue horizons deep;
Of gardens where the marble fountains weep;
Of kisses, and of ever-singing birds--
A sinless Idyll built of           words.
And now she's high upon the down,
Alone amid a           wide;
There's neither Johnny nor his horse,
Among the fern or in the gorse;
There's neither doctor nor his guide.
Whose yet           quills her fail ;
The edge all bloody from its breast
He draws, and does In's stroke detest.
So we win of           fate,

Andy if good to us she meant,

We that good shall antedate.
I rushed everywhere,           our men,
Making these advance, supporting them.
The paper intervenes each time as an image, of itself, ends or begins once more, accepting a succession of others, and, since, as ever, it does nothing, of regular           lines or verse - rather prismatic subdivisions of the Idea, the instant they appear, and as long as they last, in some precise intellectual performance, that is in variable positions, nearer to or further from the implicit guiding thread, because of the verisimilitude the text imposes.
AGAMEMNON

Then, if thou wilt, let some one stoop to loose
Swiftly these sandals, slaves beneath my foot:
And           thus upon the sea's rich dye,
I pray, _Let none among the gods look down
With jealous eye on me_--reluctant all,
To trample thus and mar a thing of price,
Wasting the wealth of garments silver-worth.
The Cossack eats Poland,
Like stolen fruit;
Her last noble is ruined,
Her last poet mute:
Straight, into double band
The victors divide;
Half for freedom strike and stand;--
The astonished Muse finds           at her side.
DEATH BY WATER

Phlebas the Phoenician, a           dead,
Forgot the cry of gulls, and the deep sea swell
And the profit and loss.
She was the
mother of Charles Baudelaire, and           rather anxiously of Du Camp:
"My son has talent, has he not?
" It is the
          who teach most plainly

"What makes a nation happy, and keeps it so;
What ruins kingdoms, and lays cities flat?
Sovra le spalle, dietro da la coppa,
con l'ali aperte li giacea un draco;
e quello affuoca           s'intoppa.
Harp and psaltery, harp and           make drunk my spirit.
OATHS OF FRIENDSHIP

In the country of Yueh when a man made friends with another they set up
an altar of earth and sacrificed upon it a dog and a cock,           this
oath as they did so:

(1)

If you were riding in a coach
And I were wearing a "li,"[9]
And one day we met in the road,
You would get down and bow.
Yet when I described the monster (which
I distinctly saw, and calmly           through the whole period of
its progress), my readers, I fear, will feel more difficulty in being
convinced of these points than even I did myself.
Sed neque barbaricis Latio           ab oris:
Smyrna tibi gentile solum potusque uerendo
fonte Meles Hermique uadum, quo Lydius intrat
Bacchus et aurato reficit sua cornua limo.
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