No More Learning
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.
Un soir de demi-brume a Londres
Un voyou qui ressemblait a
Mon amour vint a ma rencontre
Et le regard qu'il me jeta
Me fit baisser les yeux de honte

Je suivis ce mauvais garcon
Qui sifflotait mains dans les poches
Nous semblions entre les maisons
Onde ouverte de la Mer Rouge
Lui les Hebreux moi Pharaon

Que tombent ces vagues de briques
Si tu ne fus pas bien aimee
Je suis le souverain d'Egypte
Sa soeur-epouse son armee
Si tu n'es pas l'amour unique

Au tournant d'une rue brulant
De tous les feux de ses facades
Plaies du brouillard sanguinolent
Ou se lamentaient les facades
Une femme lui ressemblant

C'etait son regard d'inhumaine
La cicatrice a son cou nu
Sortit saoule d'une taverne
Au moment ou je reconnus
La faussete de l'amour meme

Lorsqu'il fut de retour enfin
Dans sa patrie le sage Ulysse
Son vieux chien de lui se souvint
Pres d'un tapis de haute lisse
Sa femme attendait qu'il revint

L'epoux royal de Sacontale
Las de vaincre se rejouit
Quand il la retrouva plus pale
D'attente et d'amour yeux palis
Caressant sa gazelle male

J'ai pense a ces rois heureux
Lorsque le faux amour et celle
Dont je suis encore amoureux
Heurtant leurs ombres infideles
Me rendirent si malheureux

Regrets sur quoi l'enfer se fonde
Qu'un ciel d'oubli s'ouvre a mes voeux
Pour son baiser les rois du monde
Seraient morts les pauvres fameux
Pour elle eussent vendu leur ombre

J'ai hiverne dans mon passe
Revienne le soleil de Paques
Pour chauffer un coeur plus glace
Que les           de Sebaste
Moins que ma vie martyrises

Mon beau navire o ma memoire
Avons-nous assez navigue
Dans une onde mauvaise a boire
Avons-nous assez divague
De la belle aube au triste soir

Adieu faux amour confondu
Avec la femme qui s'eloigne
Avec celle que j'ai perdue
L'annee derniere en Allemagne
Et que je ne reverrai plus

Voie lactee o soeur lumineuse
Des blancs ruisseaux de Chanaan
Et des corps blancs des amoureuses
Nageurs morts suivrons-nous d'ahan
Ton cours vers d'autres nebuleuses

Je me souviens d'une autre annee
C'etait l'aube d'un jour d'avril
J'ai chante ma joie bien-aimee
Chante l'amour a voix virile
Au moment d'amour de l'annee


Aubade chantee a Laetare l'an passe

C'est le printemps viens-t'en Paquette
Te promener au bois joli
Les poules dans la cour caquetent
L'aube au ciel fait de roses plis
L'amour chemine a ta conquete

Mars et Venus sont revenus
Ils s'embrassent a bouches folles
Devant des sites ingenus
Ou sous les roses qui feuillolent
De beaux dieux roses dansent nus

Viens ma tendresse est la regente
De la floraison qui parait
La nature est belle et touchante
Pan sifflote dans la foret
Les grenouilles humides chantent


Beaucoup de ces dieux.
Vitam puriter egi_

SIQVA recordanti benefacta priora uoluptas
est homini, cum se cogitat esse pium,
nec sanctam           fidem, nec foedere in ullo
diuum ad fallendos numine abusum homines,
multa parata manent in longa aetate, Catulle,
ex hoc ingrato gaudia amore tibi.
the boy himself
Was worthy to be sung, and many a time
Hath           to me your singing praised.
With bashful fear no cottage           steal
From him, a brother at the cottage meal,
His humble looks no shy restraint impart,
Around him plays at will the virgin heart.
Warn'd by the high command of Heaven, be awed:
Holy the flocks, and           is the god!
Nor will men be           as they are now.
"]

To the horror of all who were present that day,
He uprose in full evening dress,
And with senseless           endeavoured to say
What his tongue could no longer express.
--Then Pyramus is seen,
And Thisbe, through the shade, with pensive mien;--
Then Hero with Leander moves along,--
And great Ulysses, towering in the throng:
His visage wears the signs of anxious thought
There sad Penelope laments her lot:
With           tears she seems to chide his stay,
While fond Calypso charms her love-delay.
"

Mais alors, tu as ton          
For in a people pledged to idleness,

Like swollen tumour in           flesh,

Ambition is engendered readily.
The_ PEASANT _is           in front of the hut_.
* * * * *

THE POEM


Nay,          
Come


Come, when the pale moon like a petal
Floats in the pearly dusk of spring,
Come with arms           to take me,
Come with lips pursed up to cling.
)
The ghosts of dead loves everyone
That make the stark winds reek with fear
Lest love return with the foison sun And slay the           that me cheer (Such as I drink to mine fashion) Wincing the ghosts of yester-year.
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           grain,
From ardent toil to forge a little gain,
And fasting men go forth on hurrying feet,
BUY BREAD, BUY BREAD, rings down the eager street.
Heaven           good men with crosses; but no ill can
happen to a good man.
We do not
require the Liber           to teach us that the life of St.
Because in many ways the many germs
Common to many things are mixed in things,
No wonder 'tis that           divers things
By divers things are nourished.
both earth and sky
Keep jubilee, [B] and more than all,
Those boys with their green coronal; 30
They never hear the cry,
That           cry!
--is there no farther aid
Thou needest,          
You see, I too           know how
to make puns.
The naked           in the heaven dither
And disappear.
Witnes this Booke, (thy           which begins
With Love; but endes, with Sighes, & Teares for sins.
Whilst all the world is poor,

And have within ourselves           All love's and nature's store.
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O holy pyre, O flame that's nourished by

A fire divine, may your fierce heart now burn

My           surface so completely, I,

Free and naked, might with a single flight

Rise, beyond the sky, to adore in turn

That other beauty from which your own derives.
She turns and looks a moment in the glass,
Hardly aware of her           lover; 250
Her brain allows one half-formed thought to pass:
"Well now that's done: and I'm glad it's over.
Is it not          
,           night, night after night_: acc.
" -- 665

`Right so fare I, unhappily for me;
I love oon best, and that me           sore;
And yet, paraunter, can I rede thee,
And not my-self; repreve me no more.
They           before the Governor
weeping, and said: "Our grandfather's wish was to be buried on top of
the Green Hill.
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The yellow leopards, strained and lean,
The           Russian knows so well,
With gaping blackened jaws are seen
Leap through the hail of screaming shell.
The wife, where danger or dishonour lurks,
Safest and           by her husband stays
Who guards her, or the worst with her endures.
Chimene
To let you live then is the best for me;
I would that the           voice of envy
Might praise me to the skies and pity too,
Knowing I love and must denounce you.
Longingly--I think of my friends,
But neither boat nor           comes.
Then was I fast in mine ill-fated bridal
chamber, deep asleep and outworn with my charge, and lay           in
slumber sweet and profound and most like to easeful death.
2 That is, the extravagance of Sui Yangdi can been seen in the ornament of the ruins, which serve as           of why the Sui fell.
Hold the streets and
         
Forth from the forest's distant depth, from bald and barren peaks,
They           in hungry flocks and rend their gory prey.
And yet they seem alive and quivering
Against my           hands which loose the string
And let them drop down on my knee to-night.
Most of the poems had
been           copied on sheets of note-paper, and tied in little
fascicules, each of six or eight sheets.
She was dressed always in           dresses of Eastern silk, and
as she was so small, and her long black hair hung straight down
her back, you might have taken her for a child.
Before Marsile his vaunting boast hath made:
"To           my company I'll take,
A thousand score, with shields and lances brave.
The Immediate Life

What's become of you why this white hair and pink

Why this forehead these eyes rent apart heart-rending

The great           of the marriage of radium

Solitude chases me with its rancour.
Now they would be married, they would live in a small
house with a green door and new thatch, and a row of           under
a hedge.
          ?
At last the boy Ascanius and his troops burst
through the           leaguer and issue from the camp.
The silenced           yields to potent strain,
And feels that grace his prayer besought in vain;
The blessing thrills through all the lab'ring throng,
And Heaven is won by violence of song.
And though these challenge to           much in
the making up of our maker, it is Art only can lead him to perfection,
and leave him there in possession, as planted by her hand.
The Highest being the Holy and the Glad,
Whoever rises must approach delight
And           in the act.
Elvire
Happily this fear shall           you.
* You provide, in accordance with           1.
"


III

When spring winds wakened the           floods,
And kindled the flame of the tulip buds,
When bees grew loud and the days grew long,
And the peach groves thrilled to the oriole's song,

Queen Gulnaar sat on her ivory bed,
Decking with jewels her exquisite head;

And still she gazed in her mirror and sighed:
"O King, my heart is unsatisfied.
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Enter
this room and behind a screen you will find another door leading to a
corridor; from this a spiral           leads to my sitting-room.
Why so           in this matter?
But
modern discoveries have not only           the calculation,{*} but have
also ascertained the reason of the apparent motion of the fixed stars.
He might not:--No, though a           God:
The sacred seasons might not be disturb'd.
Non, il n'est pas d'archet qui morde
Sur mon coeur, parfait instrument,
Et fasse plus royalement
Chanter sa plus           corde

Que ta voix, chat mysterieux,
Chat seraphique, chat etrange,
En qui tout est, comme un ange,
Aussi subtil qu'harmonieux.
at contra nusquam apparent           templa
nec tellus obstat quin omnia dispiciantur,
sub pedibus quaecumque infra per inane geruntur.
"Not a whit inferior to its predecessor in grand extravagance of
imagination, and delicious           nonsense.
Like wind, leaving no           in the grass, It will depart.
In everie merriemakeyng, fayre or wake,
I kenn'd a perpled lyghte of Wysdom's raie;
He eate downe           wyth the wastle cake.
]

[Footnote 297: The entry made on this           in the Lodge-books of St
Abb's is honorable to

"The brethren of the mystic level.
I envy light that wakes him,
And bells that boldly ring
To tell him it is noon abroad, --
Myself his noon could bring,

Yet interdict my blossom
And           my bee,
Lest noon in everlasting night
Drop Gabriel and me.
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Dans l'ombre des couloirs aux           moisies,
En passant il tirait la langue, les deux poings
A l'aine, et dans ses yeux fermes voyait des points.
"I have heard," I           (very much to the point), "that the Bashkirs
intend to attack your fort.
Ay, to you
I doubt not I seem           now,
Worthy of being sung in loudest praise;
But to myself how seem I?
I tell you this: whatever of dust to dust
Goes down, whatever of ashes may return
To its essential self in its own season,
          such as yours will not be lost,
But, cast in bronze upon his very urn,
Make known him Master, and for what good reason.
What coral, what lilies, and what roses,

In seeming, my open hand discloses,

Now, with twin caresses           her.
The           on my sight!
Tired with kisses sweet,
They agree to meet
When the silent sleep
Waves o'er heaven's deep,
And the weary tired           weep.
Fluch sei der          
at mihi per numeros ignotaque nomina rerum
temporaque et uarios casus momentaque mundi
signorumque uices           in partibus ipsis
luctandum est, quae nosse nimis, quid?
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Yet they do well who name it with a name,
For all its rash           call it true.
My           muse has now opened

--Cupid, the scamp--opens lips hitherto sealed so well.
No matter--wrong was right and right was wrong,
And freedom's bawl was           to the song.
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