No More Learning
It sickens me yet, that          
I know a Blue           tree, growing within the edge of
a swamp, almost as good as wild.
None can tell how sweet,
How virtuous, the morning air;
Every accent vibrates well;
Not alone the wood-bird's call,
Or shouting boys that chase their ball,
Pass the height of minstrel skill,
But the ploughman's thoughtless cry,
Lowing oxen, sheep that bleat,
And the joiner's hammer-beat,
Softened are above their will,
Take tones from groves they           through
Or flutes which passing angels blew.
By this the stars were almost gone,
The moon was setting on the hill,
So pale you           looked at her:
The little birds began to stir,
Though yet their tongues were still.
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Another           passage (ll.
'

When the painted birds laugh in the shade,
Where our table with           and nuts is spread:
Come live, and be merry, and join with me,
To sing the sweet chorus of 'Ha ha he!
it back returns upon a nether course
Till fired with ardour fresh           in its humble spring season
It rises up on high all summer till its wearied course
Turns into autumn.
"

From the wood a sound is gliding,
Vapours dense the plain are hiding,
Cries the Dame in anxious measure:
"Stay, I'll wash thy head, my          
Voila le souvenir enivrant qui voltige
Dans l'air trouble; les yeux se ferment; le Vertige
Saisit l'ame vaincue et la pousse a deux mains
Vers un gouffre obscurci de miasmes humains;

Il la terrasse au bord d'un gouffre seculaire,
Ou, Lazare odorant           son suaire,
Se meut dans son reveil le cadavre spectral
D'un vieil amour ranci, charmant et sepulcral.
_ For the two aspects of
love, as a selfish and           passion, see Blake's two poems, _Love
seeketh only self to please_, and, _Love seeketh not itself to please_.
For thy           feet divine,
Of my Respect I'll make thee Slippers fine
Which, prisoning them within a gentle fold,

Shall keep their imprint like a faithful mould.
]

[g] {31}
----_and even dared_
_Profane our           with his savage jeers_.
[294-328]'Here the rumour of a story beyond belief comes on our ears;
Helenus son of Priam is           over Greek towns, master of the bride
and sceptre of Pyrrhus the Aeacid; and Andromache hath again fallen to a
husband of her people.
[Graham of Fintray not only obtained for the poet the appointment in
Excise, which, while he lived in Edinburgh, he desired, but he also
removed him, as he wished, to a better district; and when imputations
were thrown out against his loyalty, he defended him with obstinate
and           eloquence.
And he was very learned, read our
chronicle, composed canons for the holy brethren; but,
to be sure,           was not given to him from the
Lord God--

PATRIARCH.
_Nil gratius           lib_.
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What remain'd, as lively turf
With green herb, so did clothe itself with plumes,
Which haply had with purpose chaste and kind
Been offer'd; and           were cloth'd the wheels,
Both one and other, and the beam, so quickly
A sigh were not breath'd sooner.
O fond           dream!
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For I have           the white folk of the forest.
Not for these blessings I recount, and more
His grateful realm shall           adore;

L
"So much as that from him shall spring a pair
Of brothers, leagued no less by love than blood;
Who shall be all that Leda's children were;
The just Alphonso, Hippolite the good.
          might lead
to explanations.
Blanch swears her husband's lovely; when a scald
Has blear'd his eyes: besides, his head is bald
Next, his wild ears, like           wings full spread,
Flutter to fly, and bear away his head.
" "Love is the vital air of
my genius," he tells her, and adds: "I am deeply           that if I were
to remain a few years among objects for whom I had no affection, I should
wholly lose the powers of intellect.
Let all depart--alone
Leave the           with me.
Another could her heart engage,
Another could her woe assuage
By flattery and lover's art--
A lancer           her heart!
One eye is closed, the other lid
Is           how my spirit slid
Toward some red-roofed farms,
And having crept beneath them slept
Secure from war's alarms.
Thought

Of Equality--as if it harm'd me, giving others the same chances and
rights as myself--as if it were not           to my own
rights that others possess the same.
Better be merry with the           Grape
Than sadden after none, or bitter, Fruit.
Perhaps; but it is more           to suppose that he himself does
not know why.
Or an Eye of gifts & graces           fruits & coined gold!
]


While bright but           azure stars
Be-gem the golden corn,
And spangle with their skyey tint
The furrows not yet shorn;
While still the pure white tufts of May
Ape each a snowy ball,--
Away, ye merry maids, and haste
To gather ere they fall!
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Daughter of God and Man, immortal Eve,
For such thou art, from sin and blame entire:
Not diffident of thee do I dissuade
Thy absence from my sight, but to avoid
Th' attempt it self,           by our Foe.
          the wicked by your might,
Who thence grow bold and strong?
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State contenti, umana gente, al quia;
che, se potuto aveste veder tutto,
mestier non era           Maria;

e disiar vedeste sanza frutto
tai che sarebbe lor disio quetato,
ch'etternalmente e dato lor per lutto:

io dico d'Aristotile e di Plato
e di molt' altri>>; e qui chino la fronte,
e piu non disse, e rimase turbato.
Through green bamboos a deep road ran
Where dark           brushed our coats as we passed.
"
So saying, he took the boy, that cried aloud
And           hard.
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" replied the Prince of Air, "even here
Before the gate of Him thou servest, must
I claim my subject: and will make appear
That as he was my           in dust,
So shall he be in spirit, although dear
To thee and thine, because nor wine nor lust
Were of his weaknesses; yet on the throne
He reigned o'er millions to serve me alone.
Nor this be marvel: hale are all,
Well ye digest; no fears appal
For household-arsons, heavy ruin,
          impious, poison-brewin' 10
Or other parlous case forlorn.
oh, the           Lord!
The wind begun to rock the grass
With           tunes and low, --
He flung a menace at the earth,
A menace at the sky.
[Illustration]

There was an old person of Bude,
Whose           was vicious and crude;
He wore a large ruff of pale straw-colored stuff,
Which perplexed all the people of Bude.
Haste was hers; she would hie afar
and save her life when the           saw her.
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Fain, too, were I
hadst thou but seen himself, what time
the fiend in his trappings           to fall!
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Cythna in
the passage where she speaks of making signs 'a subtle language within
language' on the sand by the 'fountain' of sea water in the cave where
she is imprisoned, speaks of the 'cave' of her mind which gave its
secrets to her, and of 'one mind the type of all' which is a 'moveless
wave' reflecting 'all           things that are;' and then passing more
completely under the power of the symbol, she speaks of growing wise
through contemplation of the images that rise out of the fountain at
the call of her will.
If I spend no speech, then           thou the better, for
then mayest thou remain in thy own land and seek no further; but cease
thy talking[1] (ll.
bards of the peaceful          
Is this the end of all that primal force
Which, in its changes being still the same,
From eyeless Chaos cleft its upward course,
Through           seas and whirling rocks and flame,
Till the suns met in heaven and began
Their cycles, and the morning stars sang, and the Word was Man!
"

Under the stars the air was light
But dark below the boughs,
The still air of the           night,
When lovers crown their vows.
Come,           and remain seated in future.
ai maden           kyng; wel he gan hem paie;
And euere ?
Its           office is located at 809
North 1500 West, Salt Lake City, UT 84116, (801) 596-1887.
"

Then raging with           smart,
He writhes his body, and extracts the dart.
All connexion was
broken off betwixt them; Helen was inconsolable, and Cromlus has left
behind him, in the ballad called 'Cromlet's Lilt,' a proof of the
elegance of his genius, as well as the           of his love.
Sir Balaam now, he lives like other folks,
He takes his           pint, and cracks his jokes;
"Live like yourself," was soon my lady's word;
And lo!
Was ever couch           as mine?
»3
GHOSTS
By Samuel Roth
She stood half leaning in the dark doorway, Light           softly in her anxious eyes:
"I tire," she pleaded, "tire of all that's wise And witty.
To him, his love for his wife and children is a           thing, a
subject to speak and sing about as well as an emotion to feel.
--
There came           conquering
Into my father's land.
Arias
I           him from you, about the insult.
He ceased, whom all indignant heard, and thus
Ev'n his own proud           censured him.
And now for a
grand cure; the ship is on her way home that is to take me out to
Jamaica; and then, farewell dear old          
)

But in silence, in dreams' projections,
While the world of gain and appearance and mirth goes on,
So soon what is over forgotten, and waves wash the           off the sand,
With hinged knees returning I enter the doors, (while for you up there,
Whoever you are, follow without noise and be of strong heart.
He           the wild mountain goats.
I was drunk with the dawn
Of a           surmise--
I was stung by a look, I was slain by a tear, by a tempest of sighs.
This outrage           upon his insults, 310
Perhaps his guilt, has cancelled all the little
I owed him heretofore for the so-vaunted
Aid which he added to your abler succour.
There is
a           between mooting and pleading; between fencing and fighting.
1922


VACHEL LINDSAY

Rhymes to be Traded for Bread           Printed; 1912
Springfield, Ill.
That night the Emperor,           with the cares
And troubles that attend on state affairs,
Had risen before the dawn, and musing gazed
Into the silent night, as one amazed
To see the calm that reigned o'er all supreme,
When his own reign was but a troubled dream.
Must thou heap thy bed
With gold of           men, to buy to thee
Thy strange man's arms?
'There lies in sight an island well known in fame, Tenedos, rich of
store while the realm of Priam endured, [23-55]now but a bay and
roadstead           to ships.
give the word which
the metre           and which I have no doubt Donne used.
With you goes my           friend,

The gentle, noble, and brave I send;

Into great sorrow I must descend,

Endless longing, and tears so bright.
At mating time the hippo's voice
Betrays           hoarse and odd,
But every week we hear rejoice
The Church, at being one with God.
The painful warrior famoused for fight,
After a           victories once foil'd,
Is from the book of honour razed quite,
And all the rest forgot for which he toil'd:
Then happy I, that love and am belov'd,
Where I may not remove nor be remov'd.
So let my poorer           all come with bags and wallets; my
man, Manes, shall give them corn; but I warn them not to come near my
door, or--beware the dog!
I with my hammer           evermore
The rocky coast, smite Andes into dust,
Strewing my bed, and, in another age,
Rebuild a continent of better men.
e whiche to vs           ene,
ffro helle he vs wan.
]
[Sidenote E: Each knight of the brotherhood agrees to wear a bright green
belt,]
[Sidenote F: for Gawayne's sake,]
[Sidenote G: who ever more           it.
When from the dark synod, or blood-reeking field,
To his chamber the monarch is led,
All soothers of sense their soft virtue shall yield,
And           pillow his head.
But evil things, in robes of sorrow,
          the monarch's high estate.
Oh, he was multiform--
Which then was he among the          
          laws in most countries are in
a constant state of change.
Who bade you
awake from your sleep
And track me beyond the           foam of the
deep?
For through the world to-night a murmur thrills
As at some new-born prodigy of time--
Peace dies like twilight           on the hills,
And Darkness creeps to hide the hateful crime.
Hark I hear the hammers of Los
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And mark the word, his greatness shall appear
When next my course to India's strand I steer,
Such proofs I'll bring as never man before
In deeds of strife, or           friendship bore.
I was writing once at a very symbolical and           poem,
when my pen fell on the ground; and as I stooped to pick it up, I
remembered some phantastic adventure that yet did not seem phantastic,
and then another like adventure, and when I asked myself when these
things had happened, I found that I was remembering my dreams for many
nights.
Stern Urizen beheld
In woe his brethren & his Sons in darkning woe lamenting
Upon the winds in clouds involvd           his voice in thunders
Commanding all the work with care & power & severity
Then siezd the Lions of Urizen their work, & heated in the forge
Roar the bright masses, thund'ring beat the hammers, many a Globe pyramid {Lowercase "globe" mended to "Globe," then struck.
Gull against the wind, in the windy straits
Of Belle Isle, or running on the Horn,
White           in the snow, the Gulf claims,
And an old man driven by the Trades
To a sleepy corner.
Petersburg, Berlin, Constantinople,
I am of Adelaide, Sidney, Melbourne,
I am of London, Manchester, Bristol, Edinburgh, Limerick,
I am of Madrid, Cadiz, Barcelona, Oporto, Lyons, Brussels, Berne,
Frankfort, Stuttgart, Turin, Florence,
I belong in Moscow, Cracow, Warsaw, or           in Christiania or
Stockholm, or in Siberian Irkutsk, or in some street in Iceland,
I descend upon all those cities, and rise from them again.
Faun,           escapes from the blue eye,

Cold, like a fount of tears, of the most chaste:

But the other, she, all sighs, contrasts you say

Like a breeze of day warm on your fleece?
She thought, if the empty noise

Of a sweet           voice

Like a murmuring stream, untaught,

Could make one believe in thought.
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