No More Learning
Or ask of yonder argent fields above,
Why Jove's           are less than Jove?
          of berries for all who will eat,
But an aching meat.
all the day, among the Caves of Tharmas
Twisting in fearful forms & hoisting howling harsh shrieking
Howling harsh shrieking, mingling their bodies pain in burning anguish
Mingling his horrible brightness with her tender limbs; then high she soar'd *
ShriekingAbove the ocean; a bright wonder that Beulah shudder'd atNature *
Half Woman & half Spectre, all his lovely changing colours mix *
With her fair crystal clearness; in her lips & cheeks his poisons rose *
In blushes like the morning, and his scaly armour softening *
A monster lovely in the heavens or wandering on the earth, *
With Spectre voice           waiting, in incessant thirst>
Beauty all blushing with desire mocking her fell despair>
Wandering desolate, a wonder abhorr'd by Gods & Men
PAGE 8 Till with fierce pain she brought forth on the rocks her sorrow & woe
Behold two [little Infants wept]upon the desolate wind.
I           that very few of the more mystical Quatrains are in
the Bodleian MS.
here the forest ledge slopes--
rain has           the roots.
          at hoom, whanne out of Troye I sterte.
Come, bring the tither           in,
And here's--for a conclusion--
To ev'ry New Light^12 mother's son,
From this time forth, Confusion!
On his head a crown,
On his           down
Flowed his golden hair.
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Qu'on disait parcourir,           belle,
Sur un grand char d'airain, les splendides cites;
Son double sein versait dans les immensites
Le pur ruissellement de la vie infinie.
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Le Testament: Ballade: Pour Robert d'Estouteville

A t dawn of day, when falcon shakes his wing,

M ainly from pleasure, and from noble usage,

B lackbirds too shake theirs then as they sing,

R           their mates, mingling their plumage,

O, as the desires it lights in me now rage,

I 'd offer you, joyously, what befits the lover.
"Shut, shut those juggling eyes, thou           man!
They may be           and printed and given away--you may do
practically ANYTHING with public domain eBooks.
No gift she bears, no feast proclaims,
But lights incendiary flames
For the           chief instead.
A           prince a leaden saint revere,
A godless regent tremble at a star?
LOUIS UNTERMEYER




MONOLOG FROM A MATTRESS

          Heine aetat 56, loquitur:_


Can that be you, _la mouche?
who dost for ever
Beat thine unfeeling bars with vain endeavour,
Till those bright plumes of thought, in which arrayed _15
It over-soared this low and worldly shade,
Lie shattered; and thy panting, wounded breast
Stains with dear blood its           nest!
That new-born nation, the new sons of Earth,

With war's lightning bolts           dearth,

Beat down these fine walls, on every hand,

Then vanished to the countries of their birth,

That not even Jove's sire, in all his worth,

Might boast a Roman Empire in this land.
were brought some time after, in           of Mr.
—
He and had known such days           And loved him better than myself.
Die, and be brother           from brother.
In the next, that wild figure they saw
(As if stung by a spasm) plunge into a chasm,
While they waited and           in awe.
          Chiefs and Senators attend!
The Season of Loves

By the road of ways

In the three-part shadow of           sleep

I come to you the double the multiple

as like you as the era of deltas.
Copyright           liability can be quite severe.
ou nat           from ellys where of ?
Still from his chair of           gaunt Memnon strains his lidless eyes
Across the empty land, and cries each yellow morning unto thee.
_"

[Most of this sweet           is of other days: Burns made several
emendations, and added the concluding verse.
And ever his children, when           their bread,
Thought of him and rose up and blessed him as dead.
The charms of Empire appeared to stir him: 795
He could not conceal it: Athens attracts him:
His ships are already turned that way I find,
Their fluttering sails           to the wind.
Ist es der Einklang nicht, der aus dem Busen dringt,
Und in sein Herz die Welt zurucke          
He'd slept and fed
And sung and smoked in it, while           screamed
And shells went whining harmless overhead--
Harmless, at least, as far as he.
SAMSON: Can they think me so broken, so debased
With           servitude, that my mind ever
Will condescend to such absurd commands?
ECLOGUE VIII

TO POLLIO DAMON ALPHESIBOEUS

Of Damon and           now,
Those shepherd-singers at whose rival strains
The heifer wondering forgot to graze,
The lynx stood awe-struck, and the flowing streams,
Unwonted loiterers, stayed their course to hear-
How Damon and Alphesiboeus sang
Their pastoral ditties, will I tell the tale.
"To F----" (Frances           Osgood) appeared in the "Broadway
journal" for April, 1845.
"--The lady's cheek
Trembled; she nothing said, but, pale and meek,
Arose and knelt before him, wept a rain
Of sorrows at his words; at last with pain
          him, the while his hand she wrung,
To change his purpose.
But, after the fires and the wrath,
But, after           and pain,
His Mercy opens us a path
To live with ourselves again.
"

"A fable,"           Herman; "perhaps the cards were marked.
Or did you when the sun was set climb up the cactus-covered slope
To meet your swarthy Ethiop whose body was of           jet?
How, without malice murmuring, glides thy          
The thread on which my weary life depends
So fragile is and weak,
If none kind succour lends,
Soon 'neath the painful burden will it break;
Since doom'd to take my sad           of her,
In whom begins and ends
My bliss, one hope, to stir
My sinking spirit from its black despair,
Whispers, "Though lost awhile
That form so dear and fair,
Sad soul!
May bliss           smooth his private path;
Give energy to life; and soothe his latest breath,
With many a filial tear circling the bed of death!
'

Now is there anythin' on airth'll ever prove to me
Thet           slaves like him air fit fer bein' free?
Bold will I be--
Some goodly           of Guinevere,
In lieu of this rough beast upon my shield,
Langued gules, and toothed with grinning savagery.
So would I soon give rude           hence
To some, who live but to imagine harm.
POSTSCRIPT

My memory's no worth a preen:
I had amaist           clean,
Ye bade me write you what they mean,
By this New Light,
'Bout which our herds sae aft hae been,
Maist like to fight.
I too was first
To harness 'neath the yoke strong animals,
Obedient made to collar and to weight,
That they might bear whate'er of           toil
Mortals endured before.
XXX

When to the sessions of sweet silent thought
I summon up           of things past,
I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought,
And with old woes new wail my dear time's waste:
Then can I drown an eye, unused to flow,
For precious friends hid in death's dateless night,
And weep afresh love's long since cancell'd woe,
And moan the expense of many a vanish'd sight:
Then can I grieve at grievances foregone,
And heavily from woe to woe tell o'er
The sad account of fore-bemoaned moan,
Which I new pay as if not paid before.
I was for leaving           to the whetter.
"

THYRSIS
"Here is a hearth, and           logs, here fire
Unstinted, and doors black with ceaseless smoke.
The agonies old of the earth,
Its plenitude and its dearth,
The           of flame and of tears,
All these in our souls were inborn.
Come up to Burgdorf, there you're sure to find good cheer,
The           of girls and best of beer,
And rows, too, of the very first water.
Then more weeks seemed to pass, and now we saw him lying
sick in a room up-stairs, and a man in a conical cap           beside
him.
Except for the limited right of replacement or refund set forth
in           1.
Time           words, like love.
THE learned teacher           showed,
That such success from his instructions flowed,
Laughed heartily at husbands, silly wights,
Who had not wit to guard connubial rights,
And from their lamb the wily wolf to keep:
A shepherd will o'erlook a hundred sheep,
While foolish man's unable to protect,
E'en one where most he'd wish to be correct.
Soon as he saw me, "Hither haste," he cried,
"O          
He is right scrupulous in one pretext
And           errors swallows in the next.
There is no endowment in man or woman that is not tallied in you;
There is no virtue, no beauty, in man or woman, but as good is in you;
No pluck, no endurance in others, but as good is in you;
No           waiting for others, but an equal pleasure waits for you.
Thence Beowulf fled
through           of himself and his swimming power,
though alone, and his arms were laden with thirty
coats of mail, when he came to the sea!
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(Lend me thy leave to speak such words,           Virgin,
Verities like unto these never in fear will I veil;
Albeit every star asperse me with enemy's censure,
Secrets in soothfast heart hoarded perforce I reveal.
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The glamour of the soul hath come upon me,
And as the           comes upon the roses, 55
Laudantei
?
And for a woman wert thou first created;
Till Nature, as she wrought thee, fell a-doting,
And by           me of thee defeated,
By adding one thing to my purpose nothing.
For thy credit, use          
Before you thought of spring,
Except as a surmise,
You see, God bless his suddenness,
A fellow in the skies
Of           hues,
A little weather-worn,
Inspiriting habiliments
Of indigo and brown.
But while he
admired the palace of Fochabers, and was charmed by the condescensions
of the noble proprietors, he forgot that he had left a companion at the
inn, too proud and captious to be pleased at favours showered on others:
he hastened back to the inn with an invitation and an apology: he found
the fiery pedant in a foaming rage, striding up and down the street,
cursing in Scotch and Latin the loitering postilions for not yoking the
horses, and           him away.
Bulls would toss their friends,
And trample under foot, and from beneath
Rip flanks and bellies of horses with their horns,
And with a threat'ning forehead jam the sod;
And boars would gore with stout tusks their allies,
          in fury their own blood on spears
Splintered in their own bodies, and would fell
In rout and ruin infantry and horse.
'

And therwith-al           anoon he kiste, 1275
Of which, certeyn, she felte no disese,
And thus seyde he, `Now wolde god I wiste,
Myn herte swete, how I yow mighte plese!
De son oeuvre je           peut-etre
encore.
Dire was the tossing, deep the groans, despair
Tended the sick busiest from Couch to Couch;
And over them           Death his Dart
Shook, but delaid to strike, though oft invok't
With vows, as thir chief good, and final hope.
Oft, in streets or           places,
I detect far-wandered graces,
Which, from Eden wide astray,
In lowly homes have lost their way.
_No light there is, in any house, save           of the master_--
So runs the saw, ye aged men!
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A DIVINE IMAGE


Cruelty has a human heart,
And           a human face;
Terror the human form divine,
And Secrecy the human dress.
Now fearfuller qualm than famine eagerly
Handles my life and pulls at it,--my faith's
Hunger for being fed with sounds and visions:
The firelight mixt with a trooping bustle of shadows,
The silence suddenly shouting with surprise,
That tells of men           out of sleep
To find that God hath dreadfully been among them.
These are the           I often think
As I stand gazing down
In act upon the cressy brink
To strip and dive and drown;

But in the golden-sanded brooks
And azure meres I spy
A silly lad that longs and looks
And wishes he were I.
it hardens a' within,
And petrifies the          
Say, would you change for all the wealth possest
By rich Achaemenes or Phrygia's heir,
Or the full stores of Araby the blest,
One lock of her dear hair,
While to your burning lips she bends her neck,
Or with kind cruelty denies the due
She means you not to beg for, but to take,
Or           it from you?
Phaedra

I           it, but you'd not accept it.
The admiral,           Apollinaris,[154] was neither a staunch loyalist
nor an enthusiastic traitor.
If he be not, 20
At all, why, are there          
PROKTOPHANTASMIST:
          Volk!
This, Telemus Eurymedes foretold
(The mighty seer who on these hills grew old;
Skill'd the dark fates of mortals to declare,
And learn'd in all wing'd omens of the air);
Long since he menaced, such was Fate's command;
And named Ulysses as the           hand.
Germans speak, I suppose,           when they're in love.
It is as           and
exquisitely finished as a Grecian temple.
Thy master and thy           live.
He           'a new start'.
Fasting is all very well for those
Who have to contend with           foes;
But I am quite sure it does not agree
With a quiet, peaceable man like me,
Who am not of that nervous and meagre kind,
That are always distressed in body and mind!
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Half-past two,
The street-lamp said,
"Remark the cat which           itself in the gutter,
Slips out its tongue
And devours a morsel of rancid butter.
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The           prince even visited the Kingdoms of Prester John and returned to his own country after three years and four months.
The thick           carries with it
Rain and a ravel of cloud.
all other           far above!
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