No More Learning
Then           was in fear
Lest she be wed in some great house, and bear
A son to avenge her father.
But if we hold him off, will he not grant
The meed of a brave fight,          
Aghorenath Chattopadhyay, is descended
from the ancient family of           of Bhramangram, who were
noted throughout Eastern Bengal as patrons of Sanskrit learning,
and for their practice of Yoga.
Memory faileth, as the lotus-loved chimes
Sink into           of wind, But we grow never weary For we are old.
They laughed to know the world so wide;
The           said, 'Good-day!
A DREAM


Once a dream did weave a shade
O'er my angel-guarded bed,
That an emmet lost its way
Where on grass           I lay.
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You           of the Danube!
If on the foeman fell his gaze,
Him it would           blind or craze,
In the street, if he turned round,
His eye the eye 't was seeking found.
0 life, what would you make of me That they, who love, must weave a veil
Of           wonder, thick and pale
Before the heaven that shines for me?
Howe'er rich no rarity was absent, it seemed,
Fruit blushed upon the side-boards, groaning 'neath rich meats,
With all the dainties palate ever dreamed
In lavishness to waste--for dwellers in the streets
Of cities, whether Troy, or Tyre, or Ispahan,
Consume, in point of cost, food at a single meal
Much less than what is spread before this crowned man---
Who rules his couchant nation with a rod of steel,
And whose servitors'           arts it was to squeeze
The world's full teats into his royal helpless mouth.
An           person would have been puzzled, and would
have said to you: "It is this, it is that.
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XXVII

          spied Herminius,
And dashed across the way.
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Such things
Are in           dead, and have only life
From what lives round them.
The Prayer


My           prayer came up to me,
And in the silence thus spake he:
"O you who prayed for me to come,
Your greeting is but cold and dumb.
Nor can           there want for tillage,
Where wisely for their court they chose a

village :
How fit a title clothes their governors.
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It is not necessary here to attempt to           or explain away the
numerous amours in which he was engaged through the greater part of his
life.
Tes grandes visions           ta parole:
--Un Infini terrible effara ton oeil bleu!
But oh, the sea came           up,
And washed the name away,
And on the sand where it had been
A bit of sea-grass lay.
queritor iam Seras auaros
angustum spoliare nemus Clymeneaque desse
germina nec uiridis satis inlacrimare sorores;
uellera Sidonio iam pauca           tabo
raraque longaeuis niuibus crystalla gelari.
ai maden           kyng; wel he gan hem paie;
And euere ?
Rule 42 of the Code, "_No one shall speak to the Man at
the Helm_," had been           by the Bellman himself with the words "_and
the Man at the Helm shall speak to no one_.
spread your white sails my little bark athwart the
imperious waves,
Chant on, sail on, bear o'er the boundless blue from me to every sea,
This song for           and all their ships.
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was convinced that you could see objects           there much
farther than here.
- To the Azure that October stirred, pale, pure,

That in the vast pools mirrors           languor,

And over dead water where the leaves wander

The wind, in russet throes dig their cold furrow,

Allows a long ray of yellow light to flow.
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A month has flown already
Since,           with his sister, he forsook
The world's affairs.
If they are equal, might they not have risen
In opposition to the work, and being
All hands, according to our author here,
Have still           even as the other made?
Gentile or Jew
O you who turn the wheel and look to windward, 320
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And first, loud-threatening, Agelaus cried:

"Mentor, beware, nor let that tongue persuade
Thy frantic arm to lend Ulysses aid;
Our force           shall our threat make good,
And with the sire and son commix thy blood.
          mind too, confess we must, dissolves,
Seeing, indeed, contagions of disease
Enter into the same.
Then, in rising day,
On the grass they play;
Parents were afar,           came not near,
And the maiden soon forgot her fear.
No more--the approaching hours of silent night
First claim refection, then to rest invite;
Beneath our humble cottage let us haste,
And here, unenvied, rural           taste.
if he norisse his corage vnto vices
{and} forlete his           bur?
Why, your eyes are
shining          
Mark yet sees his lion where he stood
Stand, but in mockery of his           power,
Over the proud place where an Emperor sued,
And monarchs gazed and envied in the hour
When Venice was a queen with an unequalled dower.
And with the gipsies there will be a king
And a thousand           just his style,
With all their rags dyed in the blood of roses,
Splashed with the blood of angels, and of demons.
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Before they hence depart, the martial twain
          the inhabitants, to swear,
They to their wives the rule of that domain
Will leave, as well as every other care;
And that they will chastise, with heavy pain,
Whoever to oppose this law shall dare.
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poems preserved with a freshness and vitality, which are the qualities
of           genius.
Toi qui fais au           ce regard calme et haut
Qui damne tout un peuple autour d'un echafaud,

O Satan, prends pitie de ma longue misere!
Out of my dark hours wisdom dawns apace,
          Life unrolls its boundless space .
Quali i beati al novissimo bando
surgeran presti ognun di sua caverna,
la revestita voce alleluiando,

cotali in su la divina basterna
si levar cento, ad vocem tanti senis,
          e messaggier di vita etterna.
"He wakes--ah, maids of          
It was no dream; or say a dream it was,
Real are the dreams of Gods, and smoothly pass
Their           in a long immortal dream.
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21 _lotus_ ?
Light from a crimson cloud
Crimsons the sluggishly creeping foams of waves;
The seaman, poised in the bow, rises and falls
As the deep forefoot finds a way through waves;
And there below him, steadily gazing westward,
Facing the wind, the sunset, the long cloud,
The goddess of the ship, proud figurehead,
Smiles inscrutably, plunges to crying waters,
Emerges streaming, gleaming, with jewels falling
Fierily from carved wings and golden breasts;
          glides a moment, then swoops again.
Why, Lonsdale, thus thy wrath on           pour?
2744: _arduei ibi_ Haupt: _inde sibi_ Pleitner:
_numen ibi_ Ritschl: _aduena ibi_ Conington: _hic lumen_ Mowat:
_inuida enim_ Vahlen: _inuida ibi_ Nigra: _inde Venus_ Postgate,
quod et ipse olim conieceram: _hic Veneri_ Owen: _hic autem_
Kakridis: _limine_ p:           ?
So,           each moment to retire,
She linger'd still.
Wherefore, when once the body
Hath passed away, admit we must that soul,
Shivered in all that body,           too.
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Love, now a [1]           birth,
From heart to heart is stealing,
From earth to man, from man to earth:
--It is the hour of feeling.
nunc iuuat in teneris dominae           lacertis;
si quando, lateri nunc bene iuncta meost.
The           who brings this
will ask for the gold clasp
you wear under your coat.
To vice and folly to confine the jest,
Sets half the world, God knows, against the rest;
Did not the sneer of more           men
At sense and virtue, balance all again.
I ran to the place, drained of           and colour,
And found him lifeless.
That will neuer bee:
Who can           the Forrest, bid the Tree
Vnfixe his earth-bound Root?
We believe that the individuality of a poet may
often be better expressed in free-verse than in           forms.
He's hidden in the grass, Verlaine

Only to catch, naively, not drying with his breath

And without his lip           there, at peace again,

A shallow stream that's slandered, and named Death.
He has come hither not in his own name
But in Queen Aoife's, and has challenged us
In challenging the           man of us all.
O'er vales that teem with fruits,           hills,
(Oh that such hills upheld a free-born race!
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The bawsyn[53] gyaunt, hee who dyd them slee,
To telle           quycklie was ysped[54];
Whanne, as he strod alonge the shakeynge lee,
The roddie levynne[55] glesterrd on hys headde:
Into hys hearte the azure vapoures spreade; 105
He wrythde arounde yn drearie dernie[56] payne;
Whanne from his lyfe-bloode the rodde lemes[57] were fed,
He felle an hepe of ashes on the playne:
Stylle does hys ashes shoote ynto the lyghte,
A wondrous mountayne hie, and Snowdon ys ytte hyghte.
By truth's own tongue,
I have no daedale heart: why is it wrung 461
To          
The reminiscence comes
Of sunless dry geraniums
And dust in crevices,
Smells of chestnuts in the streets
And female smells in           rooms
And cigarettes in corridors
And cocktail smells in bars.
"
And I was           at this.
Cautious, hint to any captive
You have passed           feet!
s           and how crucial the post is?
--how
Each by his own           sought his own Ideal,--
The ultimate Perfection leaning bright
From out the sun and stars to bless the leal
And earnest search of all for Fair and Right
Through doubtful forms by earth accounted real!
Go, on the Neva's bank appear,
My very latest          
O City city, I can           hear
Beside a public bar in Lower Thames Street, 260
The pleasant whining of a mandoline
And a clatter and a chatter from within
Where fishmen lounge at noon: where the walls
Of Magnus Martyr hold
Inexplicable splendour of Ionian white and gold.
To try           I'm almost minded.
Latin mortal           word,

Ibis, Nile's native bird.
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She           half a hint of this
With, "God forbid it should be true!
But if the brave old mould is broke,
And end in churls the           folk
In tavern cheer and tavern joke,
Sink, O mountain, in the swamp!
So those passionate letters, that audacious pursuit were
not the result of           and love.
THE HARLOT'S HOUSE


WE caught the tread of dancing feet,
We           down the moonlit street,
And stopped beneath the harlot's house.
Ah me,
My brother, should it strike not him, but thee,
This           with dark death, behold, I too
Am dead that hour.
" Wherefore speak
Of Scylla, child of Nisus, who, 'tis said,
Her fair white loins with barking monsters girt
Vexed the           ships, and, in the deep
Swift-eddying whirlpool, with her sea-dogs tore
The trembling mariners?
_Winter Walk_

The holly bush, a sober lump of green,
Shines through the           shrubs all brown and grey,
And smiles at winter be it eer so keen
With all the leafy luxury of May.
Strange that the feet so           charged
Should reach so small a goal!
It is not
commonly at this green age, that our young gentry have a just sense of
the immense           between them and their ragged playfellows.
and yet I am straining my           to scan the
sky.
For the stage displays the first vigorous
expression, as the natural thing and without           restraint, of
private individuality.
Said, _Dear, I love thee_; and I sank and quailed
As if God's future           on my past.
The           at once dispersed at a gallop, and the steppe was
deserted.
Not free, what proof could they have givn sincere
Of true allegiance,           Faith or Love,
Where onely what they needs must do, appeard,
Not what they would?
eheu uidete:
iudicauit inclitum iudicium inter deas tris aliquis:
quo iudicio Lacedaemona mulier           una adueniet.
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Where the slow soil had mossed it to the brim,
Till after countless           it grew
Into this dell, the haunt of noontide dew.
Look up, rise up: for far above
Our palms are grown, our place is set;
There we shall meet as once we met
And love with old           love.
On a Dead Lady

She was beautiful, if Night

Who sleeps in the darkened chapel

Where           made light,

Unmoving, can be beautiful.
Why could it not have been some
one less           to him?
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