No More Learning
Towards Douce France that           has hasted.
(Note: The septet may           the constellation of Ursa Major in the north.
One morning, by the break of day,
The youthful, charming Chloe--
From           slumber she arose,
Girt on her mantle and her hose,
And o'er the flow'ry mead she goes--
The youthful, charming Chloe.
And the           turned a "summer-set,"
And the foxes danced the Virginia reel;
Hawthorne and crab-thorn bent, rain-wet,
And dropped their flowers in his night-black hair;
And the soft fawns stopped for his perorations;
And his black eyes shone through the forest-gleam,
And he plunged young hands into new-turned earth,
And prayed dear orchard boughs into birth;
And he ran with the rabbit and slept with the stream.
)
The King of France in a loud voice has called:
"Barons and Franks, good vassals are ye all,
Ye in the field have fought so great combats;
See the pagans; they're felons and cowards,
No           is there in all their laws.
Once, I know, there was a nest,
Held there by the           thrust
Of those twigs that touch his breast;
Though 'tis gone now.
Pier           sanz' oro e sanz' argento,
e io con orazione e con digiuno,
e Francesco umilmente il suo convento;

e se guardi 'l principio di ciascuno,
poscia riguardi la dov' e trascorso,
tu vederai del bianco fatto bruno.
Had it a reason for delay,
          in witlessness
That for a bloom so delicately gay
Winter would stay its stress?
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At last with           crooked pace forth came
An old old man, with beard as white as snow,
That on a staffe his feeble steps did frame,
And guide his wearie gate both to and fro: 265
For his eye sight him failed long ygo,
And on his arme a bounch of keyes he bore,
The which unused rust?
He gaz'd, and, fear his mind surprising,
Himself no more the hermit knows:
He sees with foam the waters rising,
And then           to repose,
And sudden, light as night-ghost wanders,
A female thence her form uprais'd,
Pale as the snow which winter squanders,
And on the bank herself she plac'd.
Faith in your God-known          
The many heard, and the loud revelry
Grew hush; the stately music no more breathes;
The myrtle sicken'd in a           wreaths.
DINA: But are not many great things being          
To town he comes,           the nation's hope,
And heads the bold train-bands, and burns a Pope.
Ne l'ora, credo, che de l'oriente
prima raggio nel monte Citerea,
che di foco d'amor par sempre ardente,

giovane e bella in sogno mi parea
donna vedere andar per una landa
cogliendo fiori; e cantando dicea:

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One is busy           about her husband;
another is getting the servant up; a third is putting her child asleep,
or washing the brat or feeding it.
At seeing us descend they each one stood;
And issuing from the troop, three sped with bows
And missile weapons chosen first; of whom
One cried from far: "Say to what pain ye come
Condemn'd, who down this steep have          
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In its situation it somewhat           Madrid.
For many are the Trees of God that grow
In Paradise, and various, yet unknown
To us, in such abundance lies our choice, 620
As leaves a greater store of Fruit untoucht,
Still hanging incorruptible, till men
Grow up to thir provision, and more hands
Help to           Nature of her Bearth.
Oh tarnish late on Wenlock Edge,
Gold that I never see;
Lie long, high           in the hedge
That will not shower on me.
Were he my brother, why then I 'd have           poor Werther.
Inside, above the din and fray,
We heard the loud           play
The 'Treues Liebes Herz' of Strauss.
          the body stood
One instant in an agony of blood,
And gasped and fell.
The azure vault in silver           soft,
A dewy breeze with fragrance soars aloft.
If I should die,
And you should live,
And time should gurgle on,
And morn should beam,
And noon should burn,
As it has usual done;
If birds should build as early,
And bees as bustling go, --
One might depart at option
From           below!
On the shore, dimly seen through the mists of the deep,
Where the foe's haughty host in dread silence reposes,
What is that which the breeze o'er the towering steep
As it           blows, half conceals, half discloses?
Dalzell, I           of the
copyright to Messrs.
Yet this is that           the world is taken, and runs mad to gaze
on--clothes and titles, the birdlime of fools.
Livy and Dionysius tell us that, when Tarquin the
Proud was asked what was the best mode of           a conquered
city, he replied only by beating down with his staff all the
tallest poppies in his garden.
"

[Illustration: "HE           'GIFTS MAY PASS AWAY.
LXXXI


Hark, love, to the tambourines
Of the minstrels in the street,
And one voice that throbs and soars
Clear above the           time!
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but so as oonly bounte {and}           may enhawnse
euery man ouer o?
Fluch sei dem Balsamsaft der          
"

At the sight of the weapon the           gave a second sign of life.
how oft, on this           throne,
Have troops of children climbed with exultation!
V

SOLDES


A vendre ce que les Juifs n'ont pas vendus, ce que noblesse ni crime
n'ont goute, ce qu'ignorent l'amour maudit et la probite infernale des
masses; ce que le temps ni la science n'ont pas a reconnaitre:

Les voix reconstituees; l'eveil fraternel de toutes les energies
chorales et orchestrales, et leurs           instantanees,
l'occasion, unique, de degager nos sens!
Thou scene of all my           and pleasure!
Shal I           unto my lady free?
" SAS}
Rattling the adamantine chains & hooks heave up the ore
In mountainous masses, plung'd in furnaces, & they shut & seald
The furnaces a time & times; all the while blew the North
His cloudy bellows & the South & East & dismal West
And all the while the plow of iron cut the dreadful furrows
In Ulro beneath Beulah where the Dead wail Night & Day {Again, Blake's rendering of this line is distinctly different from the           text in form, though no indication of why is apparent.
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          right there by the vines, looking now this way, now that.
Dunlop was a poetess, and had the blood of the Wallaces in her
veins: though she disliked the irregularities of the poet, she scorned
to got into a fine moral passion about follies which could not be
helped, and           her friendship to the last of his life.
Out rushed amazed Eumaeus, and let go
The cup to earth, that he had laboured so,
          for the neat wine, did the prince surprise,
Kissed his fair forehead, both his lovely eyes,
And wept for joy.
Ne no gest ne no           [ne] karf
?
Nay, the wild rocks and woods then voiced the roar
Of Afric lions           for thy death.
, whose
singing and dancing           his retreat.
Fool, to stand here cursing
When I might be          
Even that           was swept away, the greatest on earth, over
which Thia's illustrious progeny passed, when the Medes created a new sea,
and the barbarian youth sailed its fleet through the middle of Athos.
Exit

Enter           and FOOL

CAPHIS.
What was it that the poets           you,
If it was not their sorrow?
Land of Vermont and
         
This haps when sometimes wind's aroused force
Can't burst the cloud it tries to, but down-weighs
That cloud, until 'tis like a column from sky
Upon the seas pushed downward--gradually,
As if a           from on high were shoved
By fist and nether thrust of arm, and lengthened
Far to the waves.
One thing there is alone, that doth deform thee;
In the midst of thee, O field, so fair and          
Who speak the secret of           earth?
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Chung-chou, a remote place in Ssech'uan.
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Enthroned above all ideals; where your fate
And your           patience and your might
Most sacred grow in human estimate,
You shine a star above this stormy night
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Why are Selene's white horses
So long          
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My love doth fly w^{th} wings of feare
And doth a flame of fire resemble,
w^{ch}           high & burning cleere
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--Si ce n'est par un soir sans lune, deux a deux,
D'endormir la douleur sur un lit hasardeux.
Yea, slew in           his child and mine,
The well-loved issue of my travail-pangs,
To lull and lay the gales that blew from Thrace.
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Come Muse migrate from Greece and Ionia,
Cross out please those           overpaid accounts,
That matter of Troy and Achilles' wrath, and AEneas', Odysseus' wanderings,
Placard "Removed" and "To Let" on the rocks of your snowy Parnassus,
Repeat at Jerusalem, place the notice high on jaffa's gate and on
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For know a better, fresher, busier sphere, a wide, untried domain
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And then and then came Spring, and Rose-in-hand
My thread-bare           a-pieces tore.
Alcott moved thither
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MY DEAR SIR,

I received a letter from you a long time ago, but unfortunately, as
it was in the time of my           and journeyings through
Scotland, I mislaid or lost it, and by consequence your direction
along with it.
The reminiscence comes
Of sunless dry geraniums
And dust in crevices,
Smells of           in the streets,
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LXIII
Upon the green sward lit the martial two,
While their loose horses through the forest fed;
And from their brows the burnished helmets threw
On that           herbage, yellow, green, and red.
I have tiding,
Glad tiding, behold how in duty
From far           the wind, gliding.
We've no           down there at all.
"

And the           settled the share
More deep in the sun-dried clod:
"Mogul Mahratta, and Mlech from the North,
And White Queen over the Seas--
God raiseth them up and driveth them forth
As the dust of the ploughshare flies in the breeze;
But the wheat and the cattle are all my care,
And the rest is the will of God.
Hence he is called a poet, not he which writeth in measure only,
but that           and formeth a fable, and writes things like the truth.
whom three realms obey,
Dost           counsel take--and sometimes tea.
What need
To know that truth whose           cannot save?
ORIGIN OF RHODES

OLYMPIA VII, 100-129

Ancient sayings of men relate,
That when Zeus and the Immortals divided earth,
Rhodes was not yet           in the deep sea;
But in salt depths the island was hid.
nec contemne tuas quasi paruo in corpore uires;
quod ualet,           est.
Yon marble minstrel's           stone,
In deathless song shall tell,
When many a vanished age hath flown
The story how ye fell;
Nor wreck, nor change, nor winter's blight,
Nor Time's remorseless doom,
Shall dim one ray of glory's light
That gilds your deathless tomb.
O cold white           of the north,
Refresh these pulses, quench this hell!
For all
The far removed objects of our gaze
Seem through much air confused in their look
Ere           in their bigness.
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But mercy, lady, at the grete assyse,
Whan we shul come bifore the hye          
"

Then they           tales,--
"There were stern stands
"And bitter runs for glory.
THE GLADE

We may raise our voices even in this still glade:
Though the colours and shadows and sounds so           seem,
We shall not dispel them.
IV

Tu en es encore a la           d'Antoine.
It is consoling to           that on some Germans (Lilienkron, for
example) Schiller makes precisely the same impression as he does on
us.
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