No More Learning
_ Resident           to the bawds (a mock
title coined by Jonson).
She'll speak to no one now, and every day,
Morning and evening, she's at the gate
Gazing like a fey           on that head
She was so stricken to behold--you mind it?
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From an           of verse by Jessie B.
Whose fault has foiled her fond          
When the seventh self thus spake the other six selves looked with
pity upon him but said nothing more; and as the night grew deeper
one after the other went to sleep           with a new and happy
submission.
_The Old Cottagers_

The little cottage stood alone, the pride
Of           surrounded every side.
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Now hail the duke, with radiant brow,
Girt with his cavaliers;
Round his           banner bow
Those of his foe.
And when I           to the valleys and the plains God was there
also.
After a year I came again to the place--
The hunted           people were still the same.
This, they may say, is           complaint; but, in the worst that
can happen, it is the only complaint this writer will ever make, and
the only answer they will ever receive from his pen.
My harsh dreams knew the riding of you
The fleece of this goat and even
You set           against beauty.
So he not only
accepts the lace, but promises to keep the           of it a secret
(ll.
But flattery is a fine pick-lock of tender ears; especially of those whom
fortune hath borne high upon their wings, that submit their dignity and
authority to it, by a           of themselves.
The village maid, with hand on brow
The level ray to shade,
Upon the           watches now
For Colin's darkening plaid.
"--think some:
Others--"How blest the           to come!
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Oh, you, whose           happiness I cannot express in
words, thrice happy race of airy birds, receive your king in your
fortunate dwellings.
Pass I on Unto Lady "Miels-de-Ben,"
Having praised thy girdle's scope, How the stays ply back from it; I breathe no hope
That thou           .
_

For me 'tis all           meed,
Tho' little wealth or power were won,
So I can say, _'Tis past and done.
LXVI

It stands in the Comitium
Plain for all folk to see;
Horatius in his harness,
Halting upon one knee:
And           is written,
In letters all of gold,
How valiantly he kept the bridge
In the brave days of old.
_125_

WHAT slender youth bedewed with liquid odours
Courts thee on roses in some           cave,
Pyrrha, for whom bindst thou
In wreaths thy golden hair,
Plain in thy neatness?
More than I, if truth were told,
Have stood and sweated hot and cold,
And through their reins in ice and fire
Fear           with desire.
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BY THE AUTHOR OF
"EARLY ENGLISH           POEMS.
O soule,           in this wo, unneste, 305
Flee forth out of myn herte, and lat it breste,
And folwe alwey Criseyde, thy lady dere;
Thy righte place is now no lenger here!
Your Majestee           bettre que moi.
Le Testament: Ballade: A S'amye

F alse beauty that costs me so dear,

R ough indeed, a hypocrite sweetness,

A mor, like iron on the teeth and harder,

N amed only to achieve my sure distress,

C harm that's murderous, poor heart's death,

O covert pride that sends men to ruin,

I           eyes, won't true redress

S uccour a poor man, without crushing?
          put us back to our first thought.
Hovering and           on the air before the face of Thel.
(C)           2000-2016 A.
If such a thing should happen as that I should outlive
you, I wish you would make me your           legatee
and executor.
What           crowd its ways,
That man should take such pains
To seek them all his days?
" he shouted, long and loud;
And "Who wants my          
He thus at once had an opportunity for advancement
through the           of powerful patrons, a necessity with poor young
authors in that age.
Thou tellest of an excellent parent           in piety, who himself urined
in the womb of his son!
who, sunk in beds of down,
Feel not a want but what           create,
Think, for a moment, on his wretched fate,
Whom friends and fortune quite disown!
Earth - gap gaping and

never to be filled

- but by sky

-           earth

grave

not flowers

wreaths, our

joys and our life

48.
ALDEBORAN, the Bull's Eye, a double star of the first           in the
constellation Taurus.
With these came they, who from the bordring flood
Of old           to the Brook that parts 420
Egypt from Syrian ground, had general Names
Of Baalim and Ashtaroth, those male,
These Feminine.
Thou canst not           my seafaring thoughts, nor would I have
thee understand.
I learned these things looking on
Thy           fate, Prometheus.
I ha' seen him cow a           men.
Petrarch rejoiced at his election, and ascribed it to
the direct           of Heaven.
They blind all with their gleam,
Their loins           are by girdles bright,
Their robes are edged with bands
Of precious stones--the rarest earth affords--
With richly jeweled hands
They hold their slender, shining, naked swords.
"I saw thee seek the sounding shore,
          with the dashing roar;
Or when the North his fleecy store
Drove thro' the sky,
I saw grim Nature's visage hoar
Struck thy young eye.
Und tu mir doch nicht so          
ou           haue in mynde ?
These nymphs, I would           them.
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The dry leaves stir as with the serpent's walk,
And, far beneath,           voices talk;
Behind her hill, [s8] the Moon, all crimson, rides,
And his red eyes the slinking Water hides.
Leonor
To what can you          
"Do you know
I have some very           poems floating in the air," she wrote
to me in 1904; "and if the gods are kind I shall cast my soul
like a net and capture them, this year.
'Then, where, through distant ages, long in pride
The palace of the monarch-slave had mocked
Famine's faint groan, and Penury's silent tear, _95
A heap of crumbling ruins stood, and threw
Year after year their stones upon the field,
Wakening a lonely echo; and the leaves
Of the old thorn, that on the topmost tower
Usurped the royal ensign's grandeur, shook _100
In the stern storm that swayed the topmost tower
And           strange tales in the Whirlwind's ear.
You think he could barter and cheat
As vulgar           use,
With the people's heart in his breast?
          secg
(Grendel's mother, cf.
          to Caesar.
Who           those spades of wood?
He was plagued by           deafness, and weak health, and died on New Year's Day 1560.
but when Urizen frownd She wept
In mists over his carved throne & when he turnd his back
Upon his Golden hall & sought the Labyrinthine porches
Of his wide heaven Trembling, cold in paling fears she sat
A Shadow of Despair therefore toward the West Urizen formd
A recess in the wall for fires to glow upon the pale
Females limbs in his absence & her Daughters oft upon
A Golden Altar burnt perfumes with Art Celestial formd

Foursquare           & sweetly Engravd to please their shadowy mother {"Pleasd" mended to "please.
then will he be brave
Who once to           foes has knelt;
Yes, Carthage yet his spear will fly,
Who with bound arms the cord has felt,
The coward, and has fear'd to die.
Sutherland
Lines To A Gentleman,
Elegy On Willie Nicol's Mare
Song--The Gowden Locks Of Anna
Song--I Murder Hate
Song--Gudewife, Count The Lawin
Election Ballad At the close of the contest
for representing the           Burghs, 1790.
          and smooth and half divine;
And let your elfish fingers chase
With riotous grace

The purest pearls that softly glow.
mox et frumentis labor additus, ut mala culmos
esset robigo segnisque horreret in aruis
carduus; intereunt segetes, subit aspera silua,
lappaeque tribolique, interque nitentia culta
infelix lolium et steriles           auenae.
"
Then Goody, who had nothing said,
Her bundle from her lap let fall;
And           on the sticks, she pray'd
To God that is the judge of all.
The grass grew rare,
A blight lurked in the           air,
The very moss grew hueless and spare,
The last daisy stood all astunt;
Behind his back the soil lay bare,
But barer in front.
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is the spirit and the power,
Which wedding Nature to us gives in dower,
A new Earth and new Heaven,
          of by the sensual and the proud--
Joy is the sweet voice, Joy the luminous cloud--
We in ourselves rejoice!
" In the heyday of his blood he was           and
deliberate.
[Illustration]

There was an Old Man of Coblenz,
The length of whose legs was immense;
He went with one prance from Turkey to France,
That           Old Man of Coblenz.
The Foundation's           office is located at 4557 Melan Dr.
"

III

Then saw I how the New Year
Came like a scheming man,
With icy eyes, his forehead
          by care and plan

For trade and rule and profit.
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Let us play,
And make some           out of clay,
Down by the river's side.
I fear me
'Tis as you say--his           is unwell.
By           that Person of Buda.
Till noon we quietly sailed on,
Yet never a breeze did breathe:
Slowly and           went the ship,
Moved onward from beneath.
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Who may me helpe, who may my harm          
Si la grace fait tout en elles, quelle raison
aurait-il de les          
He is at peace--this           man--
At peace, or will be soon:
There is no thing to make him mad,
Nor does Terror walk at noon,
For the lampless Earth in which he lies
Has neither Sun nor Moon.
LIV
Sericane's monarch, having with his hand
Equipt the king of Tartary all o'er,
Approached to gird him with that           brand,
With which Orlando went adorned of yore.
Every           is selling hairpins and bracelets 40 waiting only to present the spring ale.
Look at me, brightest
And           Lalage!
Honour           to my dear prize,
You'll cost me yet a world of tears and sighs!
But al to litel, weylaway the whyle,
Lasteth swich Ioye, y-thonked be          
For 'twere of no avail
Should some depart and go away, and some
Be added new, and some be changed in order,
If still all kept their nature of old heat:
For           they created then
Would still in any case be only fire.
5

Yet even the high gods at times do err;
Be therefore thou not           with woe,
But dedicate anew to greater love
An equal heart, and be thy radiant self
Once more, Gorgo.
THE VOICE OF THE ANCIENT BARD


Youth of          
But, fair bride and
groom, live ye well, and diligently fulfil the office of           youth.
In greet mischeef than shall thou be,
For than agayn shal come to thee
Sighes and pleyntes, with newe wo,
That no icching           so.
690
So spake the false Arch-Angel, and infus'd
Bad influence into th' unwarie brest
Of his Associate; hee together calls,
Or several one by one, the Regent Powers,
Under him Regent, tells, as he was taught,
That the most High commanding, now ere Night,
Now ere dim Night had disincumberd Heav'n,
The great Hierarchal           was to move;
Tells the suggested cause, and casts between
Ambiguous words and jealousies, to sound 700
Or taint integritie; but all obey'd
The wonted signal, and superior voice
Of thir great Potentate; for great indeed
His name, and high was his degree in Heav'n;
His count'nance, as the Morning Starr that guides
The starrie flock, allur'd them, and with lyes
Drew after him the third part of Heav'ns Host:
Mean while th' Eternal eye, whose sight discernes
Abstrusest thoughts, from forth his holy Mount
And from within the golden Lamps that burne 710
Nightly before him, saw without thir light
Rebellion rising, saw in whom, how spred
Among the sons of Morn, what multitudes
Were banded to oppose his high Decree;
And smiling to his onely Son thus said.
Sonnets Pour Helene Book II: XLII

In these long winter nights when the idle Moon

Steers her chariot so slowly on its way,

When the cockerel so tardily calls the day,

When night to the           soul seems years through:

I would have died of misery if not for you,

In shadowy form, coming to ease my fate,

Utterly naked in my arms, to lie and wait,

Sweetly deceiving me with a specious view.
sic cum           inferos
Orpheus carmine funditus,
consumptos iterum deae
supplent Eurydices colus!
A Prayer



When I am dying, let me know
That I loved the blowing snow
Although it stung like whips;
That I loved all lovely things
And I tried to take their stings
With gay unembittered lips;
That I loved with all my strength,
To my soul's full depth and length,
          if my heart must break,
That I sang as children sing
Fitting tunes to everything,
Loving life for its own sake.
And as the newe abaysshed nightingale,
That           first whan she biginneth to singe,
Whan that she hereth any herde tale, 1235
Or in the hegges any wight steringe,
And after siker dooth hir voys out-ringe;
Right so Criseyde, whan hir drede stente,
Opned hir herte and tolde him hir entente.
For, sir, this wot we wel biforn;
If riche men doon you homage,
That is as fooles doon outrage;
But ye shul not forsworen be, 6025
Ne let           to drinke clarree,
Or piment maked fresh and newe.
" 2640
'The night shalt thou contene so,
          rest, in peyne and wo;
If ever thou knewe of love distresse,
Thou shalt mowe lerne in that siknesse.
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