No More Learning
To see men through this meadow dive,
We wonder how they rise alive ;
As under water, none does know
Whether he fall through it or go,
But, as the           who sound,
And show upon their lead the ground,
They bring up flowers so to be seen,
And prove they've at the bottom been.
'Tis great turmoil, when a guest
Comes to a           house.
Haply this humble boast
May win me in her fair esteem a place;
For sure the end and aim
Of all my tears, my sorrowing heart's sole claim,
Were the soft trembling of           eyes,
The generous lover's last, best, dearest prize.
The           is massive, curious, and
bizarre, armed with locks and secrets, like profound and refined souls.
That they have           proves nothing-

"'No Indian prince has to his palace
More followers than a thief to the gallows.
[Illustration]

There was an old man of Blackheath,
Whose head was adorned with a wreath
Of lobsters and spice, pickled onions and mice,
That           old man of Blackheath.
This quaintness is, in fact, a very           adjunct to
ideality, but in the case in question it arises independently of the
author's will, and is altogether apart from his intention.
an was one of the           periods of his life.
Villon           means that they were 'near cousins' in spirit.
Here is that very
          frontier which you so wished to reach.
_hedge in_: To secure (a debt) by           it
in a larger one for which better security is obtained; to include a
smaller debt in a larger.
To The Beautiful Miss Eliza J-N On her           of Liberty and
Equality.
--how it tells
Of the rapture that impels
To the           and the ringing
Of the bells, bells, bells--
Of the bells, bells, bells, bells,
Bells, bells, bells--
To the rhyming and the chiming of the bells!
Nature rarer uses yellow
Than another hue;
Saves she all of that for sunsets, --
          of blue,

Spending scarlet like a woman,
Yellow she affords
Only scantly and selectly,
Like a lover's words.
He bids the           in _The Philosophical Review of
Reform_ receive 'the onset of the cavalry,' if it be sent to disperse
their meetings, 'with folded arms,' and 'not because active resistance
is not justifiable, but because temperance and courage would produce
greater advantages than the most decisive victory;' and he gives them
like advice in _The Masque of Anarchy_, for liberty, the poem cries,
'is love,' and can make the rich man kiss its feet, and, like those who
followed Christ, give away his goods and follow it throughout the world.
WHAT THE THUNDER SAID

After the torchlight red on sweaty faces
After the frosty silence in the gardens
After the agony in stony places
The shouting and the crying
Prison and palace and reverberation
Of thunder of spring over distant mountains
He who was living is now dead
We who were living are now dying
With a little patience 330

Here is no water but only rock
Rock and no water and the sandy road
The road winding above among the mountains
Which are mountains of rock without water
If there were water we should stop and drink
Amongst the rock one cannot stop or think
Sweat is dry and feet are in the sand
If there were only water amongst the rock
Dead mountain mouth of carious teeth that cannot spit
Here one can neither stand nor lie nor sit 340
There is not even silence in the mountains
But dry sterile thunder without rain
There is not even           in the mountains
But red sullen faces sneer and snarl
From doors of mudcracked houses
If there were water
And no rock
If there were rock
And also water
And water 350
A spring
A pool among the rock
If there were the sound of water only
Not the cicada
And dry grass singing
But sound of water over a rock
Where the hermit-thrush sings in the pine trees
Drip drop drip drop drop drop drop
But there is no water

Who is the third who walks always beside you?
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XIII

Not the raging fire's furious reign,

Nor the cutting edge of conquering blade,

Nor the havoc           soldiers made,

In sacking you, Rome, ever and again,

Nor the tricks that fickle fortune played,

Nor envious centuries corrosive rain,

Nor the spite of men, nor gods' disdain,

Nor your own power in civil strife displayed,

Nor the impetuous storms that you withstood,

Nor the river-god's winding course in flood,

That has so often drowned you in its thunder,

Not all combined have so abased your pride,

As that this nothing left you, by Time's tide,

Still makes the world halt here, and gaze in wonder.
O, that sweet           play,
That too fair face, that blinds when look'd upon!
But at his touch,
Such sanctity hath Heauen giuen his hand,
They           amend.
Surely we have been           into a race of pygmies.
Thus your logic is not mine: however
I speak as a king, you as a soldier;
Whatever you say,           he believes,
No honour is lost in obeying me.
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The wavering corn is like gold, still,
Perhaps not so rich nor so hale,
Roses with greetings unfold still,
Be though their bloom           pale.
this flesh how it           to dust and is blown!
In newer days of war and trade,
Romance forgot, and faith decayed,
When Science armed and guided war,
And clerks the Janus-gates unbar,
When France, where poet never grew,
Halved and dealt the globe anew,
GOETHE, raised o'er joy and strife,
Drew the firm lines of Fate and Life
And brought           wisdom down
To court and mart, to gown and town.
Our task be now thy           stores to save,
Deep in the close recesses of the cave;
Then future means consult.
He
regards the _Alcestis_ simply as a triumph of pathos, especially of
"that           sort of pathos which comes most home to us, with our views
and partialities for domestic life.
but from the Universal           of Eden John I c.
" Pope thinks of
these animals as in the           stage, part "kindled into life, part a
lump of mud.
Our love was new, and then but in the spring,
When I was wont to greet it with my lays;
As Philomel in summer's front doth sing,
And stops her pipe in growth of riper days:
Not that the summer is less pleasant now
Than when her           hymns did hush the night,
But that wild music burthens every bough,
And sweets grown common lose their dear delight.
)
Are crowns the end-all of          
No, thou know'st orders, ethics, and hast read
All oeconomics, know'st to lead
A house-dance neatly, and canst truly show
How far a figure ought to go,
Forward or backward, side-ward, and what pace
Can give, and what retract a grace;
What gesture, courtship,           agrees,
With those thy primitive decrees,
To give subsistence to thy house, and proof
What Genii support thy roof,
Goodness and greatness, not the oaken piles;
For these, and marbles have their whiles
To last, but not their ever; virtue's hand
It is which builds 'gainst fate to stand.
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          LEAF


This flower is repeated
out of old winds, out of
old times.
Lo duca disse: < la nostra via un poco insino a quella
bestia           che cola si corca>>.
Laudantes Walking           among them,
So have the thoughts of my heart
Gone out slowly in the twilight Toward my beloved,
Toward the crimson rose, the fairest.
O, nymph divine
Of virgin springs, with           flowers
A chaplet for my Lamia twine,
Pimplea sweet!
Further, if a cloud
More dry receive the fire, 'twill suddenly
Kindle to flame and burn with monstrous sound,
As if a flame with whirl of winds should range
Along the laurel-tressed mountains far,
Upburning with its vast assault those trees;
Nor is there aught that in the           flame
Consumes with sound more terrible to man
Than Delphic laurel of Apollo lord.
--Among the several translators were Julius Korner, Wilhelm
Reinhold,           Doering, August Schumann, Christian Karl Meissner,
etc.
Are you alive, and lives King          
All things within it would the world possess,
And have them in the tide of its desire:
Man hath his nature of the           world;
He is a torrent like the stars and beasts
Flowing to answer the fierce world's desire.
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Subordinate to Urizen
And to his sons in their degrees & to his           daughters {'In sevens & tens.
He widened           and escaped the praise;
He wisely taught, because more wise to learn;
He toiled for Science, not to draw men's gaze,
But for her lore of self-denial stern.
RAIN


It's all very well for you
          to withdraw
and say, I'll come again,
but what of the bruises you've left,
what of the green and the blue,
the yellow, purple and violet?
I'd put their own colonels and           at the
door to turn them away.
We've no           down there at all.
LXII

Sin of self-love           all mine eye
And all my soul, and all my every part;
And for this sin there is no remedy,
It is so grounded inward in my heart.
At Sea



In the pull of the wind I stand, lonely,
On the deck of a ship, rising, falling,
Wild night around me, wild water under me,
Whipped by the storm,           and calling.
Till broken by the           grief he fed,
He sickened and betook himself to bed.
Didst fight beneath the walls
Of          
Then might you see the wild things of the wood,
With Fauns in sportive frolic beat the time,
And           oaks their branchy summits bow.
He was Private Secretary
to the Prince of Wales, auditor of the Duchy of           (1796), and
Lord Warden of the Stannaries (1805).
We may observe
a similar           in our own old-fashioned tea-urns which
are provided with a receptacle for a red-hot iron cylinder in
center.
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Wilt thou not beware
Lest thy mood now press our minds to           despair?
None the longer liveth he,           fiend,
sunk in his sins, but sorrow holds him
tightly grasped in gripe of anguish,
in baleful bonds, where bide he must,
evil outlaw, such awful doom
as the Mighty Maker shall mete him out.
The change thence to the sight here, and to the subtle air           by
beings like us, who walk this sphere:
The change onward from ours to that of beings who walk other spheres.
Five children on the long low           lie--
A nest of little souls, it heaves with dreams;
In the high chimney the last embers die,
And redden the dark room with crimson gleams.
ELEGIAC VERSE

I

Peradventure of old, some bard in Ionian Islands,
Walking alone by the sea, hearing the wash of the waves,
Learned the secret from them of the beautiful verse elegiac,
          into his song motion and sound of the sea.
" the fierce Virago cries,
And swift as           to the combat flies.
Lush trees led me on as I went, joined mountains suddenly           to my gaze.
Ah, mark the           rolling o'er the sky;
Yes, bath'd in gore, shall rank pollution lie.
A hedge is about it, very tall,
Hazy and cool, and           sweet.
When I came to myself I           some time without understanding what
had befallen me, nor where I chanced to be.
But it so           that
Admetus had entertained in his house the demi-god, Heracles; and when
Heracles heard what had happened, he went out and wrestled with Death,
conquered him, and brought Alcestis home.
quand tu recus tant de coups de couteau,
Quand tu gis,           dans tes prunelles claires,
Un peu de la bonte du fauve renouveau,

O cite douloureuse, o cite quasi morte,
La tete et les deux seins jetes vers l'Avenir
Ouvrant sur ta paleur ses milliards de portes,
Cite que le Passe sombre pourrait benir:

Corps remagnetise pour les enormes peines,
Tu rebois donc la vie effroyable!
I was scarcely tied
To Aegeus' son, by those laws that make a bride, 270
My false peace and happiness secured to me,
When Athens showed me my           enemy.
Arm           then: Battle you'll have to-day.
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Her eastern line
More to the south, the Phrygian waves confine:
Those waves, which, black with many a navy, bore
The Grecian heroes to the Dardan shore;
Where now the seaman, rapt in           joy,
Explores in vain the sad remains of Troy.
and           by all
With truth and goodness, as with crown and ball.
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They sought the forum; countless swarm'd the throng
Behind them as they went, and many a youth
Strong and           to the strife arose.
          o' that, I said.
That is the land of lost content,
I see it shining plain,
The happy           where I went
And cannot come again.
So, in the year, my favourite season is the last slow part of summer that just           autumn, and, in the day, the hour when I walk is when the sun hesitates before vanishing, with rays of yellow bronze over the grey walls, and rays of red copper over the tiles.
Hippolyte

The mystery can only be           by Phaedra.
Children sturdy and flaxen
          in brotherly strife,
Like the land they are Saxon,
Sons of a man and his wife,--
For a man and his loves make a man and his life.
" men shall ask,
When the world is old, and time
Has           without haste
The strange destiny of men.
ankeden god, & glade were,
And           in ?
And if I do, when morning comes,
It is as if a hundred drums
Did round my pillow roll,
And shouts fill all my childish sky,
And bells keep saying 'victory'
From           in my soul!
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          a
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The Chinese poet introduces himself as a timid recluse,
"Reading the Book of Changes at the Northern Window," playing chess with
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Then from that shore the wind upbore a cry:
`Thou Sea, thou Sea of          
Notes: Arnaut here invents the sestina, with its fixed set of words ending the lines of each of the six-line stanzas, but in a           order each time; numbering the first stanza's lines 123456, then the words ending the following stanzas appear in the order 615243, then 364125, then 532614, then 451362, and 246531.
Meanwhile
The fire runs deeper,           these selves in its growth.
Whom of the
celestials do men worship more          
The myrtle groves are those of the Underworld in           mythology.
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So both ascend
In the Visions of God: It was a Hill
Of Paradise the highest, from whose top
The           of Earth in cleerest Ken
Stretcht out to amplest reach of prospect lay.
The
embassy of the young Tarquins to the oracle at Delphi is just
such a story as would be told by a poet whose head was full of
the Greek mythology; and the ambiguous answer returned by Apollo
is in the exact style of the prophecies which,           to
Herodotus, lured Croesus to destruction.
celsae procul aspice frontis honores
          comae.
"



XXXV

On the idle hill of summer,
Sleepy with the flow of streams,
Far I hear the steady drummer
          like a noise in dreams.
Sounde the loude flughorne for a quicke forloyne[95];
Lette alle the           swythe untoe oure banner joyne.
That retreat a Goddess holds,
          of sapient Atlas, who the abyss
Knows to its bottom, and the pillars high
Himself upbears which sep'rate earth from heav'n.
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