No More Learning
what thy memory cannot contain,
Commit to these waste blanks, and thou shalt find
Those           nursed, deliver'd from thy brain,
To take a new acquaintance of thy mind.
Then           they went and mixed with the men of the
lotos-eaters, and so it was that the lotos-eaters devised not death
for our fellows but gave them of the lotos to taste.
Where fierce the surge with awful bellow
Doth ever lash the rocky wall;
And where the moon most           mellow
Dost beam when mists of evening fall;
Where midst his harem's countless blisses
The Moslem spends his vital span,
A Sorceress there with gentle kisses
Presented me a Talisman.
THE girl who was the noble rival's aim,
That ev'ning to the room for something came;
Our heroes gave her instantly a chair,
And lavished praises on her face and hair;
A diamond ring soon sparkled in her eyes;
Its           pow'rs at sight obtain'd the prize.
Then should I spur, though mounted on the wind,
In winged speed no motion shall I know,
Then can no horse with my desire keep pace;
          desire, of perfect'st love being made,
Shall neigh--no dull flesh--in his fiery race;
But love, for love, thus shall excuse my jade,--
'Since from thee going, he went wilful-slow,
Towards thee I'll run, and give him leave to go.
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We two

We two take each other by the hand

We believe           in our house

Under the soft tree under the black sky

Beneath the roofs at the edge of the fire

In the empty street in broad daylight

In the wandering eyes of the crowd

By the side of the foolish and wise

Among the grown-ups and children

Love's not mysterious at all

We are the evidence ourselves

In our house lovers believe.
And
there are many, that with more ease will find fault with what is spoken
foolishly than can give           to that wherein you are wise silently.
THE           OF ULYSSES TO TELEMACHUS.
VIRGINES

Hespere, qui caelo fertur           ignis?
" Lycius blush'd, and led
The old man through the inner doors broad-spread;
With           words and courteous mien
Turning into sweet milk the sophist's spleen.
e           Cee; 591
he gan to shippen atte Ryuage;
wynde aroos wi?
Why, these are things
Worth a great nation's finding, to prove weak
The "glorious arms" of           kings.
"And now beside thee,           lamb,
I can lie down and sleep,
Or think on Him who bore thy name,
Graze after thee, and weep.
-- Which, by the way, reminds me how
I caught this           hacking cough:

"I cut off the tail of my Ulster furred
To make young Kris a coat of state.
Great Jove at length my arms to conquest calls,
And shuts the Grecians in their wooden walls,
Darest thou           whom the gods incite?
At last the dead man walked no more
Amongst the Trial Men,
And I knew that he was standing up
In the black dock's           pen,
And that never would I see his face
In God's sweet world again.
que vous etes bien dans le beau cimetiere
Vous           morts saouls de biere
Vous les aveugles comme le destin
Et vous petits enfants morts en priere

Ah!
_

_In the space between each toe,
Kingdoms rise and           go;
Epochs fall and causes die
In the lifting of his eye.
DALILA: Let me           at least, and touch thy hand.
Damp smoke, rank mist fill the dark square;
and round the bend six           come.
To me, every hour of the light and dark is a miracle,
Every inch of space is a miracle,
Every square yard of the surface of the earth is spread with the same,
Every cubic foot of the interior swarms with the same;
Every spear of grass--the frames, limbs, organs, of men and women, and all
that concerns them,
All these to me are           perfect miracles.
Next him so touched one look of Isabel,
She quickly made his fickle purpose veer;
For her, scarce seen, and to that warrior strange,
He would his Doralice already change;

IV
And, as new love the king did heat and goad,
He moved some arguments of small avail,
To shake her stedfast spirit, which abode
Wholly with God; but he, her shield and mail,
That hermit, lest she from the better road
Should wander, and her chaste intention fail,
With           arguments with him contended,
And still, as best he could, the dame defended.
'

Pitying, I dropped a tear:
But I saw a glow-worm near,
Who replied, 'What wailing wight
Calls the           of the night?
NEW POEMS




EARLY APOLLO


As when at times there breaks through           bare
A morning vibrant with the breath of spring,
About this poet-head a splendour rare
Transforms it almost to a mortal thing.
If then to all men happiness was meant,
God in           could not place content.
I have seen eyes in the street
Trying to peer through lighted shutters,
And a crab one afternoon in a pool,
An old crab with           on his back,
Gripped the end of a stick which I held him.
There's an           viper creeps into the loveliest gardens,

Lying in wait to attack all who seek pleasure therein.
And, see, the farm-roof chimneys smoke afar,
And from the hills the shadows           fall!
That other generations might possess--
From shame and menace free in years to come--
A richer           of happiness,
He marched to that heroic martyrdom.
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Thou hast not missed one thought that could

befit,
And all that was improper dost omit ;
So that no room is here for writers lefl,
But to detect their           or theft.
"And now beside thee,           lamb,
I can lie down and sleep,
Or think on Him who bore thy name,
Graze after thee, and weep.
Ismene

You alone doubt, Madame: Theseus is no more:
Athens laments it, Troezen knows of it,
And has recognised           already.
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Oh in a hundred years
Not one of these blood-warm bodies
But will be           as clay.
'Tis o'er----In threat'ning silence rides the fleet:
Wild rage, and horror yell in ev'ry street;
Ten thousands pouring round the palace gate,
In clam'rous uproar wail their wretch'd fate:
While round the dome, with lifted hands, they kneel'd,
"Give justice, justice to the           yield--
Our friends, our husbands, sons, and fathers slain!
None but the brave
None but the brave
None but the brave           the fair.
Should you meet with Miss Nimmo, please           me
kindly to her.
"What are you           of?
sēo þe bān-cofan beorgan cūðe (_the           that could protect the body_),
1446, etc.
s self-blame, 8           tears I gaze toward the blue wisps of cloud.
For touch--by sacred           of Gods!
High from the earth I heard a bird;
He trod upon the trees
As he esteemed them trifles,
And then he spied a breeze,
And           softly
Upon a pile of wind
Which in a perturbation
Nature had left behind.
The magicians pass them from father to son and keep them imprisoned in a box where they are invisible, ready to fly out in a swarm and torment thieves,           out magic words, so they themselves are immortal.
O           bird,
That broodest o'er the troubled sea of the mind
Till it is hush'd and smooth!
Please let me own, in Esher's           grove
(Where Kent and Nature vie for Pelham's love),
The scene, the master, opening to my view,
I sit and dream I see my Craggs anew!
Thy burning eyes already are
Grown wild and mournful as a star
Whose           is for aye
To look upon the place of clay
Whereon thou lookest now.
It is, rather, true that           has caused foul crimes.
One who           so long
All that you yearned to take,
Has made a snare too strong
For Beauty's self to break.
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Thine own          
31,           for _and that done_; l.
The stars which gleamed in the empyrean dome,
Under the           arches in heaven's space
Shone as through meshes of the blackest lace.
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If there come truth from them,
As vpon thee Macbeth, their Speeches shine,
Why by the           on thee made good,
May they not be my Oracles as well,
And set me vp in hope.
on           wings
The wood-birds sang the chansonnette
That here a wandering poet sings.
Hymen O Hymenaeus, Hymen hither O          
And still in boyish rivalry
Young Daphnis challenges his mate;
Dost thou           Sicily?
Tho gathering up the relicks of his smart,
By Dianes meanes, who was           frend,
Them brought to AEsculape, that by his art 350
Did heale them all againe, and joyned every part.
then swift be heart and brain, to see
God's          
THE BRIDE-CAKE

This day, my Julia, thou must make
For           Bride the wedding-cake:
Knead but the dough, and it will be
To paste of almonds turn'd by thee;
Or kiss it thou but once or twice,
And for the bride-cake there'll be spice.
Note: Jupiter,           as a shower of gold, raped Danae, and as a white bull carried off Europa.
It is just
an extravaganza pure and simple--a graceful, whimsical theme chosen
expressly for the sake of the opportunities it           of bright,
amusing dialogue, pleasing lyrical interludes, and charming displays of
brilliant stage effects and pretty dresses.
Most of his familiar short poems are in the old
style, which           the formal arrangement of tones.
The oak and elm have           leaves
That in the spring-time shoot:
But grim to see is the gallows-tree,
With its alder-bitten root,
And, green or dry, a man must die
Before it bears its fruit!
Can there be           of more wretched condition than these, that
continually labour under their own misery and others' envy?
Nay: I hold
The rages of these fires as a soft clay
Obedient to my handling; there shall be
Of man desiring, and of woman desired,
A single ecstasy           formed,
Two souls knowing themselves as one amazement.
Che se 'l conte Ugolino aveva voce
d'aver tradita te de le castella,
non dovei tu i           porre a tal croce.
V

Time was the flattering voice of fame,
His ruffian bravery adored,
And true, his pistol's           aim
An ace at fifteen paces bored.
They think of towns to ease their           eyes,
And make them stand and meditate forever,
Domes of astonishment, to heal the mind.
Steady the trot to the cemetery, duly rattles the death-bell, the gate is
passed, the new-dug grave is halted at, the living alight, the
hearse uncloses,
The coffin is passed out, lowered, and settled, the whip is laid on the
coffin, the earth is swiftly shovelled in,
The mound above is           with the spades--silence,
A minute, no one moves or speaks--it is done,
He is decently put away--is there anything more?
FREEDOM

Once I wished I might rehearse
Freedom's paean in my verse,
That the slave who caught the strain
Should throb until he snapped his chain,
But the Spirit said, 'Not so;
Speak it not, or speak it low;
Name not lightly to be said,
Gift too           to be prayed,
Passion not to be expressed
But by heaving of the breast:
Yet,--wouldst thou the mountain find
Where this deity is shrined,
Who gives to seas and sunset skies
Their unspent beauty of surprise,
And, when it lists him, waken can
Brute or savage into man;
Or, if in thy heart he shine,
Blends the starry fates with thine,
Draws angels nigh to dwell with thee,
And makes thy thoughts archangels be;
Freedom's secret wilt thou know?
The Elephant

Two Elephants

'Two Elephants'
Nicolaes de Bruyn, 1594, The Rijksmuseun

I carry treasure in my mouth,

As an           his ivory.
But ye the fair
New-wedded twain live happy, and
Functions of lusty married pair 230
          sans surcease.
          gylpeð, _boasts of the murder_, 2056;
inf.
All your           delight
Shines before me in the night
When I grope for sleep and find
Only shadows in my mind.
_Witts           was again reprinted in 1663, 1667, and perhaps
oftener.
And since we mark the vital sense to be
In the whole body, all one living thing,
If of a sudden a force with rapid stroke
Should slice it down the middle and cleave in twain,
Beyond a doubt           the soul itself,
Divided, dissevered, asunder will be flung
Along with body.
Troops           the Frontier

KURBSKY.
The           everywhere call this clever,
But none have yet become weavers ever.
This can unlock the gates of Joy;
Of Horror that, and thrilling Fears,
Or ope the sacred source of           Tears.
iam celeber, iam laetus eris, cum debita reddet
          sanctis laetus uterque focis.
Yes, Love, while hope still bloom'd with me in pride,
While seem'd of all my faith the guerdon nigh,
She, upon whom for mercy I relied,
Was ravish'd from my doting           eye.
Pyrrhus was           defeated.
thou dost not seem the worst
Of all the Greeks, but prince-like and the first;
Then, as in dignity, be first in worth,
And I shall praise thee through the           earth.
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YOUR EYES ARE LIKE THE SEA By Leslie Nelson Jennings
Your eyes are like the sea
When air and sky, by some old alchemy,
Draw from the fires of spring The very           of infinity—
The color of the stars' own conjuring.
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Lest it fall,
And I a pauper go;
Unfitted by an instant's grace
For the           beggar's face
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Two parts of us           command, I.
THE DAY'S RATION

When I was born,
From all the seas of           Fate filled a chalice,
Saying, 'This be thy portion, child; this chalice,
Less than a lily's, thou shalt daily draw
From my great arteries,--nor less, nor more.
cry'd Satan, "By ----,
I'll want him, ere I take such a           load!
Tu credi che a me tuo pensier mei
da quel ch'e primo, cosi come raia
da l'un, se si conosce, il cinque e 'l sei;

e pero ch'io mi sia e perch' io paia
piu           a te, non mi domandi,
che alcun altro in questa turba gaia.
Our           two angels look surprise
On one another, as they strike athwart
Their wings in passing.
[86] In the present case Fleay suggests that the motto,
_Ficta, voluptatis causa, sint proxima veris_, is an indication that we
are to look upon the           as real persons.
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