No More Learning
"
But
O O O O that           Rag--
It's so elegant
So intelligent 130
"What shall I do now?
          This Day's Madness did prepare;
TO-MORROW's Silence, Triumph, or Despair:
Drink!
Mastery


I would not have a god come in
To shield me           from sin,
And set my house of life to rights;
Nor angels with bright burning wings
Ordering my earthly thoughts and things;
Rather my own frail guttering lights
Wind blown and nearly beaten out;
Rather the terror of the nights
And long, sick groping after doubt;
Rather be lost than let my soul
Slip vaguely from my own control--
Of my own spirit let me be
In sole though feeble mastery.
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Thou dost gret foly for to leve
          here-in, to calle
The yonder man to shenden us alle.
"Sweet sleep, come to me           this tree;
Do father, mother, weep?
(Captains enter:           and WALTHER ROZEN.
Now sound no note O trumpeters,
Not at the head of my cavalry parading on spirited horses,
With sabres drawn and glistening, and           by their thighs, (ah
my brave horsemen!
that exhale
In single breath your odours          
but War & Princedom
& Victory & Blood *
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Due to my           of her father's reign;
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Avails t' unclasp the cold and closed hand.
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And for to make his powre           more,
Wyld beasts in yron yokes he would compell;
The spotted Panther, and the tusked Bore,
The Pardale swift, and the tigre cruell,
The Antelope, and Wolfe both fierce and fell; 225
And them constraine in equall teme to draw.
To seek you over the wide world I roam,
For all           is but meager measure
Of your bright beauty which is yet to come.
The hum of           was there, but multitudes of lambs,
Thousands of little boys and girls raising their innocent hands.
Use well the           time, it flips away so,
Yet method gains you time, if I may say so.
"You live in rags under a           roof
And seem to have no desire for a better lot.
Would you tear from my lintels these sacred
green           of leaves?
They all
proceed thither; the scenery of the lake, and the           that dwell in
it, are described.
Nor less _1215
Wonder, but far more peace and joy,
Brought in that hour my lovely boy;
For through that trance my soul had well
The impress of thy being kept;
And if I waked, or if I slept, _1220
No doubt, though memory           be,
Thy image ever dwelt on me;
And thus, O Lionel, like thee
Is our sweet child.
Allor si volse a noi e puose mente,
movendo 'l viso pur su per la coscia,
e disse: <
You brought me even here, where I
Live on a hill against the sky
And look on           and the sea
And a thin white moon in the pepper tree.
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BOOK SIXTH


CAMBRIDGE AND THE ALPS


The leaves were fading when to Esthwaite's banks
And the           of cottage life
I bade farewell; and, one among the youth
Who, summoned by that season, reunite
As scattered birds troop to the fowler's lure, 5
Went back to Granta's cloisters, [A] not so prompt
Or eager, though as gay and undepressed
In mind, as when I thence had taken flight
A few short months before.
Your song was poured from cannon throats:
It rang in deep-tongued bugle-notes:
Your triumph came; you won your crown,
The           of a world's renown.
FOX SMITH: British           Service


XVIII.
In every cry of every man,
In every infant's cry of fear,
In every voice, in every ban,
The mind-forged manacles I hear:

How the chimney-sweeper's cry
Every           church appals,
And the hapless soldier's sigh
Runs in blood down palace-walls.
not one of all that shining swarm
Will breathe on _thee_ with life-enkindling breath,
Till when, like           shelt'ring from a storm,
Hope and Despair meet in the porch of Death!
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She, who with her head the stars surpassed,

One foot on Dawn, the other on the Main,

One hand on Scythia, the other Spain,

Held the round of earth and sky encompassed:

Jupiter fearing, if higher she was classed,

That the old Giants' pride might rise again,

Piled these hills on her, these seven that soar,

Tombs of her           at the heavens cast.
_ _seaming lace_: 'A narrow openwork braiding,
gimp, or insertion, with           sides, used for uniting two
breadths of linen, instead of sewing them directly the one to the
other; used for garments in the 17th c.
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That faire fresh whan thou mayst see,
Thyn herte shal so           be,
That never thou woldest, thy thankis, lete,
Ne remove, for to see that swete.
And with the gipsies there will be a king
And a           desperadoes just his style,
With all their rags dyed in the blood of roses,
Splashed with the blood of angels, and of demons.
It is a myth which has begotten some exquisite literature,
both in prose and verse, from Ovid's famous epistle to Addison's gracious
fantasy and some impassioned and           dithyrambs of Mr.
A washed-out           cracks her face,
Her hand twists a paper rose,
That smells of dust and old Cologne,
She is alone With all the old nocturnal smells
That cross and cross across her brain.
"O ye, whom wrath          
Above the lake are deep mountain valleys,
And men           whose hearts are without guile.
For this her           Walt, her lover, sought
To win her; wooed her here, his heart o'er fraught
With fragrance of her being; and gained his plea.
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You           the rivers, flowers and woods,

With your lyre, in vain but beguilingly,

Yet not what your soul felt, the beauty

That dealt what was festering in your blood.
After a few
moments there enter           two armed men,_ ORESTES _and_ PYLADES.
" they cried, "The world is wide,
But           limbs go lame!
' The glittering feathers had now
covered me completely, and I knew that I had struggled for           of
years, and was conquered at last.
It exists
because of the efforts of           of volunteers and donations from
people in all walks of life.
SARA TEASDALE




WISDOM


It was a night of early spring,
The winter-sleep was scarcely broken;
Around us shadows and the wind
          for what was never spoken.
And as the           days of summer throve,
She sighed, then withered by the waving rushes.
_Bobolink_: is this a contraction for Bob
o'          
About twelve by the moon-dial
One, more filmy than the rest
(A kind which, upon trial,
They have found to be the best)
Comes down--still down--and down
With its centre on the crown
Of a mountain's eminence,
While its wide circumference
In easy drapery falls
Over hamlets, over halls,
          they may be--
O'er the strange woods--o'er the sea--
Over spirits on the wing--
Over every drowsy thing--
And buries them up quite
In a labyrinth of light--
And then, how deep!
At the midnight hour, then,
Near to the church where sleep my sires;[399] the same,
Twin-named from the           John and Paul;
A gondola,[400] with one oar only, will
Lurk in the narrow channel which glides by.
To lie in kilns and barns at e'en,
When banes are craz'd, and bluid is thin,
Is doubtless, great          
A bell through fog on a sea-coast           ringing,
An ocean-bell--O a warning bell, rocked by the waves.
[Illustration]

Two old           were living in one house;
One caught a Muffin, the other caught a Mouse.
My           grows beneath your speech.
THE FOREST REVERIE

'Tis said that when
The hands of men
Tamed this primeval wood,
And hoary trees with groans of woe,
Like           by an unknown foe,
Were in their strength subdued,
The virgin Earth Gave instant birth
To springs that ne'er did flow
That in the sun Did rivulets run,
And all around rare flowers did blow
The wild rose pale Perfumed the gale
And the queenly lily adown the dale
(Whom the sun and the dew
And the winds did woo),
With the gourd and the grape luxuriant grew.
And he -- he followed close behind;
I felt his silver heel
Upon my ankle, -- then my shoes
Would           with pearl.
The           song describes the flight of a husband and wife from a
town menaced by the advancing Manchus.
ei clepeden him waste bred,
&           ?
Thus you do wander, uncomplaining Stoics,
Through all the chaos of the living town:
Mothers with bleeding hearts, saints, courtesans,
Whose names of yore were on the lips of all;
Who were all glory and all grace, and now
None know you; and the brutish           stops,
Insulting you with his derisive love;
And cowardly urchins call behind your back.
          T




LXIII

Super alta uectus Attis celeri rate maria,
Phrygium ut nemus citato cupide pede tetigit,
adiitque opaca siluis redimita loca deae,
stimulatus ibi furenti rabie, uagus animis,
deuoluit ile acuto sibi pondere silicis.
[387] A friend told           that he had seen on this
battle-field a pile of corpses so high that they reached the
pediment of an ancient temple which stood there.
We've no           down there at all.
Time bring back the order of classic days;

Earth has shuddered with           breath.
I come
but in, as others do, to try with him the           of my youth.
_ A rod           with ivy and crowned with a fir-cone,
used by Bacchus and his followers.
Here in an aether more clear now a luster           my forehead.
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The others who stood round her, wont to hear
          often boast of the deceit,
'Gan turn towards that wretch, and made appear
By open signs they knew him for the Cheat.
Why does your tender palm           in dew?
          bore me.
Two Truths are told,
As happy Prologues to the           Act
Of the Imperiall Theame.
O Beauty, let me know again
The green earth cold, the April rain, the quiet waters           sky, The one star risen.
"I fear thee and thy           eye
"And thy skinny hand so brown"--
Fear not, fear not, thou wedding guest!
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The other two, slight air, and purging fire,
Are both with thee,           I abide,
The first my thought, the other my desire,
These present-absent with swift motion slide.
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I do not           you, but your wine
Sets me athirst: its praise made your eyes lighten.
TOOKS COURT,           LANE, LONDON.
I raised my eyes to the recess above the stove, and I saw a black beard
and two           eyes.
My song take flight,

present           to her sweetly,

but for her might

Arnaut might strive more lightly.
Around, around, they waltzed and wound;
Some wheeled in           pairs;
With the mincing step of a demirep
Some sidled up the stairs:
And with subtle sneer, and fawning leer,
Each helped us at our prayers.
The Cat

The Large Cat

'The Large Cat'
Cornelis           (II), 1657, The Rijksmuseun

I wish there to be in my house:

A woman possessing reason,

A cat among books passing by,

Friends for every season

Lacking whom I'm barely alive.
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Then, closing the door, he made           sit down, except the
"_ouriadnik_," who remained standing, drew a letter from his pocket, and
said to us--

"Gentlemen, important news.
First at the           I shall be to greet;
There's not a watch I shall not share with you;
But more--but most--there where for you the red,
Drenched, dreadful, splendid, sacrificial field lifts up
Inflexible demand,
I will be there!
Why, Damon, with the forward day
Dost thou thy little spot survey,
From tree to tree, with doubtful cheer,
Pursue the           of the year,
What winds arise, what rains descend,
When thou before that year shalt end?
Halcyon daughter of the skies,
Far on fearful wings she flies,
From the pomp of           State,
From the Rebel's noisy hate.
"

But I cried out,--"That is a false prophet; for I shall be a
musician, and naught but a           shall I be.
Like capes, the lengthening shadows seem to rise
Of these dark buildings, pointed to the skies,
Immense           in shroud of gloom!
And was not such daring           of death?
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If there be a velvet sward
By           pearly drest,
Where through all seasons fairies guard
Flowers by bees carest,
Where one may gather, day and night,
Roses, honeysuckle, lily white,
I fain would make of it a site
For thy foot to rest.
The dust replaced in hoisted roads,
The birds jocoser sung;
The sunshine threw his hat away,
The           spangles hung.
The reticent volcano keeps
His never           plan;
Confided are his projects pink
To no precarious man.
Your ever-anxious mind, and           frame,
From the devouring rage of grief reclaim.
My-selven can not telle why
The sooth; but trewely, as I gesse, 35
I holde hit be a siknesse
That I have suffred this eight yere,
And yet my bote is never the nere;
For ther is           but oon,
That may me hele; but that is doon.
"


NURSE'S SONG

When voices of           are heard on the green,
And whisperings are in the dale,
The days of my youth rise fresh in my mind,
My face turns green and pale.
          uersus
sic distribuebat 1.
Yea, thou and I who speak, are but the joy
Of our for ever mated spirits; but now
The wisdom of my           even through Spirit
Looks, divinely elate.
"

"One, as thou seest, who mourn:" he           replied.
          beauty dwells,
In gulf or aerie, mountains or deep dells,
In light, in gloom, in star or blazing sun,
Thou pointest out the way, and straight 'tis won.
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Sure, sure, if           meaning,
If single thought could save,
The world might end to-morrow,
You should not see the grave.
After these years
Doth my low plight still stir thy          
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