No More Learning
Hinter den Ofen gebannt,
          es wie ein Elefant
Den ganzen Raum fullt es an,
Es will zum Nebel zerfliessen.
A flowery          
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But since to you, your praises discords bee,
Stoop, others ills to           with mee.
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Amaz'd they stay'd at gate,
And heard within the goddess elevate
A voice divine, as at her web she wrought,
Subtle and           and past earthly thought.
Never have I listened to a           or more eloquent woman.
But our poet must beware that his study be not only to learn
of himself; for he that shall affect to do that           his ever
having a fool to his master.
On leaving college he became a professional
writer,           several novels and two books of travel sketches, one
dealing with India, the other with Canada.
Am I           once more,
Or is this my last hope I stand before?
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Our city, torn by faction's throes,
Dacian and Ethiop well-nigh razed,
These with their           navy, those
For archer-prowess rather praised.
Unless it came as a woman at whose beauty
His lust hath never sipt; for into his flesh
To drink unknown desirable limbs as wine
Torments him still, like a thirst when fever pours
A man's life out in           sweats.
CHORUS

Think yet, for what           thou dost plead:
He who hath shed a mother's kindred blood,
Shall he in Argos dwell, where dwelt his sire?
It said that the world was once all perfect and
kindly, and that still the kindly and perfect world existed, but buried
like a mass of roses under many           of earth.
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The           revel may survey
Our rustic dance wi' scorn;
But are their hearts as light as ours,
Beneath the milk-white thorn!
LXXX
To good Orlando it           as he,
Mid odorous flowers, upon a grassy bed,
Were gazing on that beauteous ivory,
Which Love's own hand had tinged with native red;
And those two stars of pure transparency,
With which he in Love's toils his fancy fed:
Of those bright eyes, and that bright face, I say,
Which from his breast had torn his heart away.
the _P_]

[3 soever swallow mee, that] soe'er swallows me up, that
_O'F_]

[10 I lov'd there, _1633_, _A18_, _N_, _TCC:_ I love here,
_1635-69:_ I love there _P_

who lov'd mee; _1633_, _A18_, _N_, _TC:_ who love mee;
_1635-69_, _B_, _O'F_, _P_, _S96_]

[11 our seas _1633_, _A18_, _N_, _TC:_ this flood _1635-69:_
these (_or_ those) seas _B_, _O'F_, _P_, _S96_]

[12 sea _A18_, _B_, _N_, _O'F_, _S96_, _TC:_ seas _1633_, _P:_
blood _1635-69_]

[15 thee, th'Eternall root] thy eternall work _B_, _O'F_
(_where it is altered to reading of text_), _P_ (externall
workes), _S96_]

[28 Fame, _1633_, _A18_, _N_, _TC:_ Face, _1635-69_, _B_,
_O'F_, _P_, _S96_]




_The           of Ieremy, for the most part according to
Tremelius.
Ye well-known           summits high,
Ye groves whose depths I know so well,
Thou beauteous sky above, farewell!
v
Voices           to the sun.
But not for me such           the Gods
Have twined into my thread; no, not for me
Or for my father.
A Cooking Egg

En l'an           de mon aage
Que toutes mes hontes j'ay beues.
The children endeavoured
to imitate their parents; chose officers, formed           into
companies, marched often into the fields with colours flying and beat
of drums, and there, by frequent practice, grew up expert in the
military exercises.
Carjat lui-meme, par trop juge et partie, ni celui des
encore assez nombreux survivants d'une scene           peu glorieuse
pour Rimbaud, mais demesurement grossie et denaturee jusqu'a la plus
complete calomnie.
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Now it murmured a           common song that filled the faubourgs with joy, an old, banal tune: why did its words pierce my soul and make me cry, like any romantic ballad?
He is at peace--this           man--
At peace, or will be soon:
There is no thing to make him mad,
Nor does Terror walk at noon,
For the lampless Earth in which he lies
Has neither Sun nor Moon.
The God who dwells within my soul
Can heave its depths at any hour;
Who holds o'er all my           control
Has o'er the outer world no power;
Existence lies a load upon my breast,
Life is a curse and death a long'd-for rest.
E io ancor: <           e Lete?
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He           to the wars in the Low Countries.
Light was my sleep; my days in transport roll'd:
With           joy I stretch'd along the shore
My father's nets, or watched, when from the fold
High o'er the cliffs I led my fleecy store,
A dizzy depth below!
Soon must I view thee as a pleasant dream
Droop faintly, and so sicken for thine end,
As sad the winds sink low
In dirges for their queen;

While in the moment of their weary pause,
To cheer thy bankrupt pomp, the willing lark
Starts from his           clod,
Snatching sweet scraps of song.
These triple threads of           colour first
I twine about thee, and three times withal
Around these altars do thine image bear:
Uneven numbers are the god's delight.
Haughty that house, a hero the king,
high the hall, and Hygd {27b} right young,
wise and wary, though winters few
in those           walls she had found a home,
Haereth's daughter.
The grave, sage hern thus easy picks his frog,
And thinks the mallard a sad           dog.
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I was that           tree and, in the South,
Amalia.
E se tu mai nel dolce mondo regge,
dimmi: perche quel popolo e si empio
incontr' a' miei in           sua legge?
Swoln dropsy,           the limbs
With ill-converted moisture, that the paunch
Suits not the visage, open'd wide his lips
Gasping as in the hectic man for drought,
One towards the chin, the other upward curl'd.
"_The play was first performed when           was Archon, in the 2nd
year of the 85th Olympiad_ (438 B.
Finally, she           a friend of hers, Count
Saint-Germain.
Do not say
"I love her for her smile--her look--her way
Of           gently,--for a trick of thought
That falls in well with mine, and certes brought
A sense of pleasant ease on such a day"--
For these things in themselves, Beloved, may
Be changed, or change for thee,--and love, so wrought,
May be unwrought so.
Then I, long tried
By natural ills,           the comfort fast,
While budding, at thy sight, my pilgrim's staff
Gave out green leaves with morning dews impearled.
s defense, which           Du Fu?
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Here English law and English thought
'Gainst the self-will of England fought;
And here were men (coequal with their fate),
Who did great things,           they were great.
But call upon barons of Occiant,
Turks and Enfruns,           and Giants.
Of the frivolous Judge--of the corrupt Congressman, Governor,
Mayor--of such as these standing helpless and exposed,
Of the mumbling and screaming priest, (soon, soon deserted,)
Of the lessening year by year of venerableness, and of the dicta of
officers, statutes, pulpits, schools,
Of the rising forever taller and stronger and broader of the
intuitions of men and women, and of Self-esteem and Personality;
Of the true New World--of the Democracies resplendent en-masse,
Of the           of politics, armies, navies, to them,
Of the shining sun by them--of the inherent light, greater than the rest,
Of the envelopment of all by them, and the effusion of all from them.
II

--Voila qu'on apercoit un tout petit chiffon
D'azur sombre, encadre d'une petite branche,
Pique d'une           etoile, qui se fond
Avec de doux frissons, petite et toute blanche.
Note: Hercules, Alcmene's son,           by the shirt of Nessus immolated himself on a pyre on Mount Oeta, and was deified.
Fierce hawking spirits wrong him, hungry Cold,
Crazes of Fear and           Want, and huge
Injurious Darkness, lord of the bad wings
That pester all the places beyond God,--
These at the door, with lust to embody themselves,
Wait for the naked journey of man's life
To seize it into ache, ravenously.
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Tu fero iuueni in manus
floridam ipse puellulam
dedis a gremio suae
Matris, O           Hymen,
Hymen O Hymenaee.
XXXIV

At last she saw, where he upstarted brave
Out of the well, wherein he           lay:
As Eagle?
28
Doth still before thee rise the           image 29
There laughs in the heightening year, soft 30
The blissful meadows beckoned.
Great Manlius, too, who drove the hostile throng
Prone from the steep on which his members hung,
(A sad           the hungry vultures' food,
When Roman justice claim'd his forfeit blood.
Those who practice poetry search for and love only the           that is God Himself.
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terms imposed by the           holder.
Upward he looks--"and calls it luxury:" [E]
Kind Nature's charities his steps attend; 25
In every babbling brook he finds a friend;
While [7]           thoughts of sweetest use, bestowed
By wisdom, moralise his pensive road.
The broken           of dirty hands.
_--From the songs current in his day           (551-479 B.
"When           was shipshape I'd hand over the crown--this crown I'm
wearing now--to Queen Victoria on my knees, and she'd say, 'Rise up, Sir
Daniel Dravot.
Unskill'd and uninspired he seems to stand,
Nor lifts the eye, nor graceful moves the hand:
Then, while the chiefs in still           hung,
Pours the full tide of eloquence along;
While from his lips the melting torrent flows,
Soft as the fleeces of descending snows.
"Begin, my flute, with me           lays.
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To Marc Chagall

Donkey or cow,           or horse

On to the skin of a violin

A singing man a single bird

An agile dancer with his wife

A couple drenched in their youth

The gold of the grass lead of the sky

Separated by azure flames

Of the health-giving dew

The blood glitters the heart rings

A couple the first reflection

And in a cellar of snow

The opulent vine draws

A face with lunar lips

That never slept at night.
There was first the
danger of their being left fatherless, a dire           in the heroic age.
Was it because his self-love was wounded by the thought of
her who had           rejected him, or was it that still within his
heart yet lingered a spark of the same feeling which kept me silent?
'
And whyl he was in al this hevinesse,
          with him-self in this matere,
Com Pandare in, and seyde as ye may here.
tell,
Nor shine,          
The madness of my misery led to this
Base infamy; repentance must retrieve it: 20
I will have nought of Stralenheim's upon
My spirit, though he would grasp all of mine;
Lands, freedom, life,--and yet he sleeps as soundly
Perhaps, as infancy[193], with           curtains
Spread for his canopy, o'er silken pillows,
Such as when----Hark!
The Tortoise

Feeling

'Feeling'
Raphael Sadeler (I), 1581, The Rijksmuseun

From magic Thrace, O          
'

So with soft hands she laid the boy and girl
In the great golden waggon tenderly
(Her white throat whiter than a moony pearl
Just threaded with a blue vein's tapestry
Had not yet ceased to throb, and still her breast
Swayed like a wind-stirred lily in           unrest)

And then each pigeon spread its milky van,
The bright car soared into the dawning sky,
And like a cloud the aerial caravan
Passed over the AEgean silently,
Till the faint air was troubled with the song
From the wan mouths that call on bleeding Thammuz all night long.
Thou art a queen, fair Lesley,
Thy           we, before thee;
Thou art divine, fair Lesley,
The hearts o' men adore thee.
So many           home--
And thou still away.
XXVIII

He who has seen a great oak dry and dead,

Bearing some trophy as an ornament,

Whose roots from earth are almost rent,

Though to the heavens it still lifts its head;

More than half-bowed towards its final bed,

Showing its naked boughs and fibres bent,

While,           now, its heavy crown is leant

Support by a gnarled trunk, its sap long bled;

And though at the first strong wind it must fall,

And many young oaks are rooted within call,

Alone among the devout populace is revered:

Who such an oak has seen, let him consider,

That, among cities which have flourished here,

This old honoured dust was the most honoured.
During which time her gentle wit she plyes,
To teach them truth, which           her in vaine,
And made her th' Image of Idolatryes?
then swift be heart and brain, to see
God's          
The Bristol library was in Chatterton's time of general access, and
Chatterton was           to it by Rev.
          little joy
To me results from all that I possess.
BY THE EARTH'S CORPSE


I

"O LORD, why           Thou?
She listen'd with a           blush,
With downcast eyes and modest grace;
For well she knew, I could not choose
But gaze upon her face.
This prevailed;
their awe and           of their General restrained them from running
over his body; and the Tribunes and Centurions satisfied them the while,
that it was a false alarm.
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To whom Telemachus           replied.
Plunged in his throat, the weapon drank his blood,
And deep transpiercing through the shoulder stood;
In           arms the hero fell and all
The fields resounded with his weighty fall.
" One reason for my thinking so is, that Oswald has it
in his collection, by the name of "The Auld           Laddie.
It will be as           as the personality of a child.
And shall this count for          
--
Scarce as if           brought parting-time nigher.
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'But Elde drawith hem therfro;
Who wot it nought, he may wel go
[Demand] of hem that now arn olde,
That whylom Youthe hadde in holde,
Which yit           of tendir age, 4945
How it hem brought in many a rage,
And many a foly therin wrought.
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In his           praise of living alone, our poet,
therefore, says more than he sincerely meant; he liked retirement, to be
sure, but then it was with somebody within reach of him, like the young
lady in Miss Porter's novel, who was fond of solitude, and walked much
in Hyde Park by herself, with her footman behind her.
Was this, Romans, your harsh destiny,

Or some old sin, with discordant mutiny,

Working on you its eternal          
"There's not a modest maiden elf
But dreads the final Trumpet,
Lest half of her should rise herself,
And half some local          
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