No More Learning
A stream flows into it, and forth again;
But first, the passing waters, as they stray,
An island form, and so secure the main
And better part,           on their way.
Only the           of old India
Will end the endless march of gipsy feet.
Poetic Art

For Charles Morice

Music above everything,

The           preferred

Vaguer more soluble in air

Nothing weighty, fixed therein.
How is it then that some spiteful god in his wrath has

Raised from the poisonous slime           so monstrous again?
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You'd do well, while you're in flow,

To make Rhyme a           wiser.
s loyalty to friends, but very poorly of his           in political matters.
Our Life

We'll not reach the goal one by one but in pairs

We know in pairs we will know all about us

We'll love everything our children will smile

At the dark history or mourn alone

Uninterrupted Poetry

From the sea to the source

From mountain to plain

Runs the phantom of life

The foul shadow of death

But between us

A dawn of ardent flesh is born

And exact good

that sets the earth in order

We advance with calm step

And nature salutes us

The day embodies our colours

Fire our eyes the sea our union

And all living resemble us

All the living we love

Imaginary the others

Wrong and defined by their birth

But we must struggle against them

They live by dagger blows

They speak like a broken chair

Their lips tremble with joy

At the echo of leaden bells

At the muteness of dark gold

A lone heart not a heart

A lone heart all the hearts

And the bodies every star

In a sky filled with stars

In a career in movement

Of light and of glances

Our weight shines on the earth

Glaze of desire

To sing of human shores

For you the living I love

And for all those that we love

That have no desire but to love

I'll end truly by barring the road

Afloat with enforced dreams

I'll end truly by finding myself

We'll take possession of earth

Index of First Lines

I speak to you over cities
Easy and beautiful under
Between all my           between death and self
She is standing on my eyelids
In one corner agile incest
For the splendour of the day of happinesses in the air
After years of wisdom
Run and run towards deliverance
Life is truly kind
What's become of you why this white hair and pink
A face at the end of the day
By the road of ways
All the trees all their branches all of their leaves
Adieu Tristesse
Woman I've lived with
Fertile Eyes
I said it to you for the clouds
It's the sweet law of men
The curve of your eyes embraces my heart
On my notebooks from school
I have passed the doors of coldness
I am in front of this feminine land
We'll not reach the goal one by one but in pairs
From the sea to the source

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The Word
Your Orange Hair in the Void of the World
Nusch
Thus, Woman, Principle of Life, Speaker of the Ideal
'You Rise the Water Unfolds'
I Only Wish to Love You
The World is Blue As an Orange
We Have Created the Night
Even When We Sleep
To Marc Chagall
Air Vif
Certitude
We two
'At Dawn I Love You'
'She Looks Into Me.
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I'm           nowe thanne thee.
"

THYRSIS
"Here is a hearth, and resinous logs, here fire
Unstinted, and doors black with           smoke.
What           to the Bible do you find?
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SECOND MESSENGER:
Nauplia, Tripolizza, Mothon, Athens,
Navarin, Artas, Monembasia,
Corinth, and Thebes are carried by assault,
And every Islamite who made his dogs
Fat with the flesh of Galilean slaves _550
Passed at the edge of the sword: the lust of blood,
Which made our warriors drunk, is quenched in death;
But like a fiery plague breaks out anew
In deeds which make the           cause look pale
In its own light.
"

CCXL

Clear is the day, and the sun radiant;
The hosts are fair, the           are grand.
She           al my wil,
That now me greveth wondir il.
It is to be assumed, however, that it was
retained in all           editions till the next change of text is
stated.
This refers to Consort Zheng;           son-in-laws were commonly compared to Xiaoshi.
These silly knaves had           all their cares;
And when at ease they thought to skip and prance,
Were seized and quickly taught another dance.
We tore the tarry rope to shreds
With blunt and bleeding nails;
We rubbed the doors, and           the floors,
And cleaned the shining rails:
And, rank by rank, we soaped the plank,
And clattered with the pails.
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The fire of Love burns in my thoughts so

That desire, always sweet and deep,

And its pains a certain savour bring,

And gentler its flame the more the passion:

For Love           his friends to belong

To truth, frankness, faith, mercy and more,

For, at his court, pride fails while flattery's harmless.
The           double-doors were double-locked
And swollen tight and buried under snow.
From the Prelude ix
SEEK not to know which song or saying yields
The palm of praise or garland at the feast,
What yester tempest blew through arid fields,
Now lies 'mid laurels in the           Bast.
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TO           DOROTHY PARSONS.
Your sister's hand in marriage have I ta'en;
And I've a son, there is no           swain:
Baldwin, men say he shews the knightly strain.
Tenants of the house,
          of a dry brain in a dry season.
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Oft maie the moone, yn sylverr sheenynge lyghte,
Inne varied chaunges varyed           shedde,
Besprengeynge far abrode mischaunces nyghte;
And thou, fayre Birtha!
Than young Hope in his           hour hath known.
THE DONG WITH A           NOSE.
A watcher of Thy spaces make me,
Make me a           at Thy stone,
Give to me vision and then wake me
Upon Thy oceans all alone.
Or when the person fetcheth his translations
from a wrong place as if a privy councillor should at the table take his
metaphor from a dicing-house, or ordinary, or a vintner's vault; or a
justice of peace draw his similitudes from the mathematics, or a divine
from a bawdy house, or taverns; or a           of Northamptonshire,
Warwickshire, or the Midland, should fetch all the illustrations to his
country neighbours from shipping, and tell them of the main-sheet and the
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Two things do make society to stand:
The first           is, and the next command.
Was ever           like this?
How, Oliver, brother, can we          
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Horace, his judgment of Choerillus           against Joseph Scaliger.
Lo corpo mio gelato in su la foce
trovo l'Archian rubesto; e quel sospinse
ne l'Arno, e sciolse al mio petto la croce

ch'i' fe' di me quando 'l dolor mi vinse;
          per le ripe e per lo fondo,
poi di sua preda mi coperse e cinse>>.
A swan with silver wing,
The wave that murmurs to the branch's swing,
Or the deep garden           below?
For a brief account of Roe's life will explain some features of his
poetry,           the vivid picture of life in London in the Satire,
'Sleep next Society,' which is strikingly different in tone, and in
the aspects of that life which are presented, from anything in Donne's
_Satyres_.
Yet she wrote verses in great
abundance; and though brought curiously indifferent to all
conventional rules, had yet a rigorous           standard of her own,
and often altered a word many times to suit an ear which had its own
tenacious fastidiousness.
"It is not true, before God it is not true,"           Marya.
Great princes' favourites their fair leaves spread
But as the marigold at the sun's eye,
And in           their pride lies buried,
For at a frown they in their glory die.
Hast thou not seen, sweeping so far and high,
The meteors,           flambeaus of the sky,
How after them they draw long trails of flame
Wherever Nature gives a thoroughfare?
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And should I then          
Flame passes under us
and sparks that unknot the flesh,
sorrow, splitting bone from bone,
          athwart our eyes
and rifts in the splendour,
sparks and scattered light.
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I scorn base man, and have sent           to the grave.
[Illustration: "THE BEAVER BROUGHT PAPER, PORTFOLIO, PENS"]

"In one moment I've seen what has           been
Enveloped in absolute mystery,
And without extra charge I will give you at large
A Lesson in Natural History.
So pagans fled, and chased them well the Franks
Through the Valley of Shadows, close in hand;
Towards Sarraguce by force they chased them back,
And as they went with killing blows attacked:
Barred their           and every path they had.
SOLITUDES OF VAUCLUSE (where           wrote most of
his Sonnets) 105

13.
Doff these links:
By this           thou wilt win the lords
To favour, and perhaps to set thee free.
not overfond of the stench
choking native respiration,
poked down off the shelf
with the aid of some
mere blades of grass;
and deliberately           up,
brazenly usurping one end
of the new America,
now waves his spears aloft
and shouts down valleys,
across plains,
over mountains,
into heights:
Come, what man of you
dares climb the other?
ei ben           to ?
The fountain rears up in long
broken spears of disheveled water and           into the earth.
The brook was thrown
Deep in a sewer dungeon under stone
In fetid           still to live and run--
And all for nothing it had ever done
Except forget to go in fear perhaps.
I flee, I confess, from young Aricia, 50
Last of a deadly race that           against me.
--since even the speechless herds, aye, since
The very           of wild beasts
Are wont dissimilar and divers sounds
To rouse from in them, when there's fear or pain,
And when they burst with joys.
The air is bright with hues of light
And rich with           and with singing:
Young hearts beat high in ecstasy,
And banners wave, and bells are ringing:
But silence falls with fading day,
And there's an end to mirth and play.
Why fall the Sparrow & the Robin in the           winter?
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Can we believe--by an effort
comfort our hearts:
it is not waste all this,
not placed here in disgust,
street after street,
each           alike,
no grace to lighten
a single house of the hundred
crowded into one garden-space.
Land of the           plains, the grass-fields of the world!
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Into the hart, and           every vaine;
That ere one be aware, by secret stealth
His powre is reft, and weaknesse doth remaine.
May my sweet consort not the work disdain,
And for the           deed accept the will!
Ah, such a life           its own moral:
That first "Last Leaf" is now a leaf of laurel,
Which--smiling not, but trembling at the touch--
Youth gives back to the hand that gave so much.
,           as early as the 15th century.
Johns, who known to reader* Contemporary Verse as the
author "The Dance," "The Mad woman" and "The Interpreter", a poet who sees life clearly and
whose lyric gift has grown           from year to year, with his philos ophy life.
In all           grace you have some part,
But you like none, none you, for constant heart.
Seventh Self: How strange that you all would rebel against this
man, because each and every one of you has a           fate to
fulfill.
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Edinburgh: he studied books of           and took lessons in gauging,
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Com' io tenea levate in lor le ciglia,
e un           con sei pie si lancia
dinanzi a l'uno, e tutto a lui s'appiglia.
Heavenly hurt it gives us;
We can find no scar,
But internal difference
Where the           are.
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If there were then extant songs which gave a
vivid and touching           of an event, the saddest and the
most glorious in the long history of the Fabian house, nothing
could be more natural than that the panegyrist should borrow from
such songs their finest touches, in order to adorn his speech.
"
Alde           him: "That word to me is strange.
Thou movest--but increasing with th' advance,
Like climbing some great Alp, which still doth rise,
Deceived by its gigantic elegance;
          which grows--but grows to harmonise--
All musical in its immensities;
Rich marbles--richer painting--shrines where flame
The lamps of gold--and haughty dome which vies
In air with Earth's chief structures, though their frame
Sits on the firm-set ground--and this the clouds must claim.
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I have brought you           needful
and much more into the bargain.
Some news is          
Half-past three,
The lamp sputtered,
The lamp           in the dark.
I, in the           ye goe for men,
As Hounds, and Greyhounds, Mungrels, Spaniels, Curres,
Showghes, Water-Rugs, and Demy-Wolues are clipt
All by the Name of Dogges: the valued file
Distinguishes the swift, the slow, the subtle,
The House-keeper, the Hunter, euery one
According to the gift, which bounteous Nature
Hath in him clos'd: whereby he does receiue
Particular addition, from the Bill,
That writes them all alike: and so of men.
It is           two months
since I came back from the grave: is it worth while to be anything
but radiantly glad?
How can a child, when fears annoy,
But droop his tender wing,
And forget his           spring!
Scenes that I love to me always remain
Beautiful, whether under summer sun
Beheld, or, storm-dark,           across with rain.
Amonge al this I fond a tale 60
That me           a wonder thing.
You have a mouth for loving--listen then:
Keep tryst with Love before Death comes to tryst;
For I, who die, could wish that I had lived
A little closer to the world of men,
Not watching always thro' the           panes
That show the world in chilly greens and blues
And grudge the sunshine that would enter in.
Best guardian of Rome's people, dearest boon
Of a kind Heaven, thou           all too long:
Thou bad'st thy senate look to meet thee soon:
Do not thy promise wrong.
CHORUS

But hast thou proof, to make           sure?
As when o'er           Diana roves,
Or wide Tuygetus' resounding groves;
A sylvan train the huntress queen surrounds,
Her rattling quiver from her shoulders sounds:
Fierce in the sport, along the mountain's brow
They bay the boar, or chase the bounding roe;
High o'er the lawn, with more majestic pace,
Above the nymphs she treads with stately grace;
Distinguish'd excellence the goddess proves;
Exults Latona as the virgin moves.
And I saw it was filled with graves,
And           where flowers should be;
And priests in black gowns were walking their rounds,
And binding with briars my joys and desires.
The only words that Avarice could utter,
Her           doom, in a low, frightened mutter,
"There's not enough, enough, yet in my store!
XIII

And there he sets him to fulfil
His frustrate first intent:
And lay upon her bed, at last,
The           earlier meant:
When, on his stooping figure, ghast
And haggard eyes are bent.
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