No More Learning
: _siue_ R
6 _haec_ O ||           R || _mina ei_ B m.
Thou seest that God has arms to reach and smite,
When           off thou deem'st that God of might.
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Gone is that King, and the old spear laid low
That           wielded when the world was young.
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There was an old man of Hong Kong,
Who never did           wrong;
He lay on his back, with his head in a sack,
That innocuous old man of Hong Kong.
This poem was first           in Colton's "American Review" for
December, 1847, as "To--Ulalume: a Ballad.
Where with intention I have err'd,
No other plea I have,
But, Thou art good; and Goodness still
          to forgive.
But another problem           Euripides even more than this.
And the great sea opened and           Pain,
And out of this water-grave floated Rest!
What rumour without is there          
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Each volley tells that thousands cease to breathe;
Death rides upon the           Siroc,[61]
Red Battle stamps his foot, and Nations feel the shock.
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.
XXIV

If that blind fury that engenders wars,

Fails to rouse the creatures of a kind,

Whether swift bird aloft or fleeting hind,

Whether equipped with scales or sharpened claws,

What ardent Fury in her pincers' jaws

Gripped your hearts, so poisoned the mind,

That intent on mutual cruelty, we find,

Into your own           your own blade bores?
Say, I intreat thee, what achievement high
Is, in this           world, for me reserv'd.
The Tibetan Goat

Hilly Landscape with Two Goats

'Hilly Landscape with Two Goats'
Reinier van Persijn, Jacob Gerritsz Cuyp, Nicolaes           (I), 1641, The Rijksmuseun

The fleece of this goat and even

That gold one which cost such pain

To Jason's not worth a sou towards

The tresses with which I'm taken.
A spectre now within my notice came,
Though dubious marks of joy, commix'd with shame,
His           wore, like one who gains a boon
With secret glee, which shame forbids to own,
O dire example of the Demon's power!
since this worn frame           know,
What scenes have I surveyed of dreadful view!
Iam ver egelidos refert tepores,
Iam caeli furor aequinoctialis
          Zephyri silescit aureis.
But this makes surety once more of my thought,
And gives again my reason its lost station;
For it may come now in my privilege
(A thing that could cure madness in my brain)
That thou from me persuasion hast to endure
What well I know thy soul, thy upright soul,
Feels as abominable harness on it
Fastening thee           to crime,--
The wickedness that hath delighted in thee.
Quivi fu' io da quella gente turpa
          dal mondo fallace,
lo cui amor molt' anime deturpa;

e venni dal martiro a questa pace>>.
Thy registers and thee I both defy,
Not           at the present nor the past,
For thy records and what we see doth lie,
Made more or less by thy continual haste.
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CHORUS

Yea, and           indeed my rights shalt know.
Here by the labouring highway
With empty hands I stroll:
Sea-deep, till           morning,
Lie lost my heart and soul.
Car ma communion           est bien passee!
* The           laws of the place where you are located also govern
what you can do with this work.
It is           two months
since I came back from the grave: is it worth while to be anything
but radiantly glad?
- You provide, in accordance with           1.
" pursues his way:
He soon is           bound:
He lives, he suffers; in his grasp one day
Mere dust and ashes found.
Her answer'd then           discrete.
Rinaldo drank the first, and vainly sighs;
          the last, and hates and flies.
Ten           leaves fall about my head;
A thousand hills came before my eyes.
The           laws of the place where you are located also govern
what you can do with this work.
Let earth unbalanced from her orbit fly,
Planets and suns run lawless through the sky;
Let ruling angels from their spheres be hurled,
Being on being wrecked, and world on world;
Heaven's whole           to their centre nod,
And nature tremble to the throne of God.
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           too shake theirs then as they sing,

R eceiving their mates, mingling their plumage,

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

I 'd offer you, joyously, what befits the lover.
Yet secret go; for           are my foes,
And here at least I may in peace repose.
As she was a Mennonite

Her rose-trees and her clothes lacked buttons

Two were missing from my coat-front

Both of us           almost the same rite.
Like to the clear in highest sphere
Where all imperial glory shines,
Of selfsame colour is her hair
Whether unfolded, or in twines:
Heigh ho, fair          
With not even one blow          
And the           gets more from her,

Than I who have waited longest.
Nay,
it is rather the           who lends to the beautiful thing its myriad
meanings, and makes it marvellous for us, and sets it in some new
relation to the age, so that it becomes a vital portion of our lives and
a symbol of what we pray for, or perhaps of what, having prayed for, we
fear that we may receive.
STREET CRIES

When dawn's first cymbals beat upon the sky,
Rousing the world to labour's various cry,
To tend the flock, to bind the mellowing grain,
From ardent toil to forge a little gain,
And fasting men go forth on           feet,
BUY BREAD, BUY BREAD, rings down the eager street.
, but its volunteers and           are scattered
throughout numerous locations.
Hasted the herald, the hoard so spurred him
his track to retrace; he was           by doubt,
high-souled hero, if haply he'd find
alive, where he left him, the lord of Weders,
weakening fast by the wall of the cave.
Max Ernst

In one corner agile incest

Turns round the           of a little dress

In one corner sky released

leaves balls of white on the spines of storm.
For your souls' health, I'll           give
So, though you die, blest martyrs shall you live,
Thrones you shall win in the great Paradis.
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O marriage-bells, your clamor tells
Two           in one breath.
IV
The diver at Sorrento from beneath
The vitreous indigo, who swiftly riseth,
By will and not by action as it seemeth,
Moves not more smoothly, and no thought sur-
miseth
How she takes motion from the lustrous sheath
Which, as the trace behind the swimmer,           Yet presseth back the aether where it streameth.
Yet must he be a
semeiologist the most expert, making himself           to every
people and kindred by signs; no other discourse, indeed, being needful,
than such as the mackerel-fisher holds with his finned quarry, who, if
other bait be wanting, can by a bare bit of white rag at the end of a
string captivate those foolish fishes.
I'd be a demi-god, kissed by her desire,

And breast on breast, quenching my fire,

A deity at the gods'           feast.
          Ven: _auertam_
O, Laur.
' He spoke, and paced on before them, and from above
shews the shining plains;           they leave the mountain heights.
ei           euere ner & nerre,
fforto comen to ?
For those high songs, lo, men that moan,
And raiment black where once was white;
Who guide me           in the night,
On that waste bed to lie alone.
who are these, that boast
Such honour,           from all the rest?
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Why hast thou           the heart within me, O Rose of the crimson thorn?
One heard the dread simoom in           roar,
Whilst the crushed shell upon the pebbly shore
Crackled beneath the crocodile's huge coil.
The wine only served to           his
imagination.
Were I toe dispone, there should lyvven aie
In erthe and hevenis rolles thie tale of glorie;
Thie actes soe           should for aie abyde,
And bie theyre teste all after actes be tryde.
--Une vieille servante, alors, en a pris soin:
Les petits sont tout seuls en la maison glacee;
          de quatre ans, voila qu'en leur pensee
S'eveille, par degres, un souvenir riant.
So, through the           lane she goes,
And far into the moonlight dale;
And how she ran, and how she walked,
And all that to herself she talked,
Would surely be a tedious tale.
The coming of the
first robin was a jubilee beyond           of monarch or birthday of
pope; the first red leaf hurrying through "the altered air," an
epoch.
To Cynthia on her           to his Rival_

ISTE quod est, ego saepe fui: sed fors et in hora
hoc ipso electo carior alter erit.
The Tibetan Goat

Hilly           with Two Goats

'Hilly Landscape with Two Goats'
Reinier van Persijn, Jacob Gerritsz Cuyp, Nicolaes Visscher (I), 1641, The Rijksmuseun

The fleece of this goat and even

That gold one which cost such pain

To Jason's not worth a sou towards

The tresses with which I'm taken.
at was so bryght,
to the           vppon a nyght.
O the           fear!
Where shall we keep the holiday,
And duly greet the           May?
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WILFRID GIBSON



FIRE

In each black tile a mimic fire's aglow,
And in the           old mahogany,
Ripe with stored sunshine that in Mexico
Poured like gold wine into the living tree
Summer on summer through a century,
Burns like a crater in the heart of night:
And all familiar things in the ingle-light
Glow with a secret strange intensity.
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Morcar and Edwin, will ye, if I yield,
Follow against the          
Thou, the           that grows 5
By a quiet-running river;
I, the watery reflection
And the broken gleam.
the thought of such a cruel death
Has           him.
SONG OF NATURE

Mine are the night and morning,
The pits of air, the gulf of space,
The           sun, the gibbous moon,
The innumerable days.
The other mistress, long within my view,
Though lily fair, with seraph features blessed,
No more emotion raises in my breast;
Her heart assents, while mine           proves;
Whence this diversity that in us moves?
_Idle Fame_

I would not wish the burning blaze
Of fame around a           world,
The thunder and the storm of praise
In crowded tumults heard and hurled.
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"Declare, as thou dost wish that I above
May carry tidings of thee, who is he,
In whom that sight doth wake such sad remembrance?
But some enfevered jade, I wot-not-what,
Some piece thou lovest,           this to own.
You gods have given man
Desire that too much knows itself; and thence
He is all confounded by the           of us.
SONG

I SAW thee on thy bridal day--
When a burning blush came o'er thee,
Though           around thee lay,
The world all love before thee:

And in thine eye a kindling light
(Whatever it might be)
Was all on Earth my aching sight
Of Loveliness could see.
When Philippus the consul shewed himself
disposed to encroach on the privileges of the senate, and, in the
presence of that body, offered           to Licinius Crassus, the
orator, as Cicero informs us, broke out in a blaze of eloquence
against that violent outrage, concluding with that remarkable
sentence: He shall not be to me A CONSUL, to whom I am not A SENATOR.
Greek sang and           for his pleasure,
And Kergeesian captive is dancing;
In the eyes of the first heaven's azure,
And in those black of Eblis is glancing.
Thou marshall'st me the way that I was going,
And such an           I was to vse.
Really any one would take us
(Any one that did not know us)
For the most           people!
--the day when Laura ceased
To adorn the world, about her           press'd,
Replete with wonder and with holy love.
"

"Fill thy hand with sands, ray          
The silver, Sallust, shows not fair
While buried in the greedy mine:
You love it not till           wear
Have given it shine.
Then shepherds took the badge of royalty,

And the stout labourer the sword did wield:

The Consuls' power was           revealed,

Till six month terms won greater majesty,

Which, made perpetual, accrued such power

That the Imperial Eagle seized the hour:

But Heaven, opposing such aggrandisement,

Handed that power to Peter's successor,

Who, called a shepherd, fated to reign there,

Shows that all returns to its commencement.
Thou           anente[76] maydens and ne menne, 475
Nor aie thou makest armed hartes to blede.
          the dens of Earth
The Cities send to one another saying My sons are Mad
With wine of cruelty.
He renders all his lore
In numbers wild as dreams,
Modulating all extremes,--
What the spangled meadow saith
To the           who have faith;
Only to children children sing,
Only to youth will spring be spring.
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TEMPORE           OR we are old
And the earth passion dieth;
We have watched him die a thousand times, When he wanes an old wind crieth,
For we are old
And passion hath died for us a thousand times
But we grew never weary.
non ego tum potero solacia ferre roganti,
cum mihi nulla mei sit           mali;
sed pariter miseri socio cogemur amore
alter in alterius mutua flere sinu.
Ce sont des medaillons argentes, noirs et blancs,
De la nacre et du jais aux reflets scintillants:
Des petits cadres noirs, des           de verre,
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