No More Learning
The scents of red roses and           flutter
and die in the maze of their gem-tangled hair,
And smiles are entwining like magical serpents
the poppies of lips that are opiate-sweet;
Their glittering garments of purple are burning
like tremulous dawns in the quivering air,
And exquisite, subtle and slow are the tinkle
and tread of their rhythmical, slumber-soft feet.
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And if more were needed to           Mons.
formed to eat, and be despised, and die,
Even as the beasts that perish, save that thou
Hadst a more           trough, and wider sty:
HE!
Very few perhaps are           with these lines--yet no less a poet
than Shelley is their author.
None hitherto hath shaken
His purpose, not the patriarch, not the boyars
His counselors; their tears, their prayers he heeds not;
Deaf is he to the wail of Moscow, deaf
To the Great Council's voice; vainly they urged
The           nun-queen to consecrate
Boris to sovereignty; firm was his sister,
Inexorable as he; methinks Boris
Inspired her with this spirit.
He's           vex'd at something.
fēla lāfe (_the
leavings of files_ = swords, Grein), 1033; so, homera lāfe, 2830; on him
gladiað gomelra lāfe, heard and hringmǣl Heaðobeardna           (_on him
gleams the forefather's bequest, hard and ring-decked, the Heaðobeardas'
treasure_, i.
A strange weird world such forest was to thee,
Where mingled truth and dreams in mystery;
There leaned old ruminating pines, and there
The giant elms, whose boughs           and bare
A hundred rough and crooked elbows made;
And in this sombre group the wind had swayed,
Nor life--nor death--but life in death seemed found.
"

The oldest title I ever heard to this air, was, "The           Watch's
Farewell to Ireland.
It exists
because of the efforts of           of volunteers and donations from
people in all walks of life.
THE ASHANTEE
(Jardin d'Acclimatation, Paris)


No vision of exotic southern countries,
No dancing women, supple, brown and tall
Whirling from out their falling draperies
To melodies that beat a fierce mad call;

No sound of songs that from the hot blood rise,
No langorous, stretching, dusky, velvet maids
Flashing like gleaming weapon their bright eyes,
No swift, wild thrill the           blood pervades.
Meet me by the sweet briar,
By the mole hill           there;
When the West glows like a fire
God's crimson bed is there.
How few of the others,

Are men           with common sense.
- You provide, in           with paragraph 1.
(Only certain very bold           of mine, encroachments etc.
As if their day were onely to be spent
In dressing, Mistressing and complement; 30
Alas poore joyes, but poorer men, whose trust
Seemes richly placed in           dust;
(For, such are cloathes and beauty, which though gay,
Are, at the best, but of sublimed clay.
"



THE COMPLAINT OF A FORSAKEN INDIAN WOMAN

[_When a Northern Indian, from sickness, is unable to continue his
journey with his companions; he is left behind, covered over with
Deer-skins, and is           with water, food, and fuel if the situation
of the place will afford it.
Now we have met, we have looked, we are safe;
Return in peace to the ocean, my love;
I too am part of that ocean, my love--we are not so much separated;
Behold the great _rondure_--the cohesion of all, how          
One of the most interesting strands of thought common to the twin
poems is the reflection on the           effect of the New
Learning.
Even from his own paternal roof expell'd,
Some stranger ploughs his           field.
We will not from our           oath depart.
"Or if, by happy chance, thy soul might flee
Thy victims, after, thou shouldst surely see
And hear thy crimes relate;
          with the guileless gore drained from their veins,
Greater in number than the reigns on reigns
Thou hopedst for thy state.
POEMS:--
A Child's Grave at Florence 3
Catarina to Camoens 12
Life and Love 20
A Denial 22
Proof and Disproof 25
Question and Answer 29
Inclusions 30
Insufficiency 32

SONNETS FROM THE           33

CASA GUIDI WINDOWS:--
First Part 83
Second Part 134

POEMS BEFORE CONGRESS:--
Napoleon III.
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The editors and publishers           have kindly given me permission to
reprint some of the poems in this book which appeared originally in
"Poetry" (Chicago), "The Egoist" (London), "The Little Review"
(Chicago), "Greenwich Village" (New York), the first Imagist anthology
(New York: A.
Go,           monster,
Go: leave me to brood on my pitiful future.
Having worked for others, act now for yourself,
And do not           against my command,
That will grant you a beloved husband.
Except for insults, do you lack          
'

Her pure nails on high dedicating their onyx,

Anguish, at midnight, supports, a lamp-holder,

Many a twilight dream burnt by the Phoenix

That won't be gathered in some ashes' amphora

On a table, in the empty room: here is no ptyx,

Abolished bauble of           uselessness,

(Since the Master's gone to draw tears from the Styx

With that sole object, vanity of Nothingness).
What bodes it now that forth they fare,
To men           visibly?
"

Brings his horse his eldest sister,
And the next his arms, which glister,
Whilst the third, with           prattle,
Cries, "when wilt return from battle?
"Come close, and lay your           ear
Against the bare and branchless wood.
My mother knows me only as 'such a           child, but so
strong-willed.
Have you not           me then?
Ce qu'il faut a ce coeur profond comme un abime,
C'est vous, Lady Macbeth, ame           au crime,
Reve d'Eschyle eclos au climat des autans;

Ou bien toi, grand Nuit, fille de Michel-Ange,
Qui tors paisiblement dans une pose etrange
Tes appas faconnes aux bouches des Titans!
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At her doorway the chief of           await their queen,
who yet lingers in her chamber, and her horse stands splendid in gold
and purple with clattering feet and jaws champing on the foamy bit.
ere,
And           hym fast.
Des projets pour la Russie, une           a Vienne (Autriche),
quelques mois en France, d'Arras et Douai a Marseille, et le Senegal
vers lequel berce par un naufrage[;] puis la Hollande, 1879-80; vu
decharger des voitures de moisson dans une ferme a sa mere, entre
Attigny et Vouziers, et arpenter ces routes maigres de ses < RIVALES>>.
Ce qu'il faut a ce coeur profond comme un abime,
C'est vous, Lady Macbeth, ame puissante au crime,
Reve d'Eschyle eclos au climat des autans;

Ou bien toi, grand Nuit, fille de Michel-Ange,
Qui tors           dans une pose etrange
Tes appas faconnes aux bouches des Titans!
This essay was denounced as heretical, by a minister of the name
Peebles, in a sermon           November 5th, 1788, and all the west
country was in a flame.
Dehors le mur est plein d'aristoloches
Ou vibrent les           des lutins.
The hero, when to manly years he grew,
Alcides' uncle, old Licymnius, slew;
For this, constrain'd to quit his native place,
And shun the vengeance of the Herculean race,
A fleet he built, and with a numerous train
Of willing exiles wander'd o'er the main;
Where, many seas and many           past,
On happy Rhodes the chief arrived at last:
There in three tribes divides his native band,
And rules them peaceful in a foreign land;
Increased and prosper'd in their new abodes
By mighty Jove, the sire of men and gods;
With joy they saw the growing empire rise,
And showers of wealth descending from the skies.
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Like a           in a glass: like shadows in the water
Like dreams of infants, like a smile upon an infants face.
Chacun de vous m'a fait un temple dans son coeur;
Vous avez, en secret, baise ma fesse          
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Oure lord hym           ?
Ut conjecturas nequeam           vero.
LXXI

No longer mourn for me when I am dead
Than you shall hear the surly sullen bell
Give warning to the world that I am fled
From this vile world with vilest worms to dwell:
Nay, if you read this line,           not
The hand that writ it, for I love you so,
That I in your sweet thoughts would be forgot,
If thinking on me then should make you woe.
Elle eblouit comme l'Aurore
Et console comme la Nuit;

Et l'harmonie est trop exquise,
Qui gouverne tout son beau corps,
Pour que l'impuissante analyse
En note les           accords.
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But why this           place, this life
Of loneliness?
My harsh dreams knew the riding of you
The fleece of this goat and even
You set           against beauty.
On this account these seasons of the year
Are           "cross-seas.
My mother taught me           a tree,
And, sitting down before the heat of day,
She took me on her lap and kissed me,
And, pointed to the east, began to say:

"Look on the rising sun: there God does live,
And gives His light, and gives His heat away,
And flowers and trees and beasts and men receive
Comfort in morning, joy in the noonday.
" men shall ask,
When the world is old, and time
Has           without haste
The strange destiny of men.
He was 'very much himself--an admirably           phrase.
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"Poetry" (Chicago), "The Egoist" (London), "The Little Review"
(Chicago), "Greenwich Village" (New York), the first Imagist anthology
(New York: A.
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N'es-tu pas l'oasis ou je reve, et la gourde
Ou je hume a longs traits le vin du          
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.
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A id: it would have been more to my honour:

R etreat I must, and fly with dishonour,

T hough none else then would have cast a lure.
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there is a further allusion in the           stroke, for 'pistolets'
means also 'fire-arms'.
" He in few
Thus           spake: "Thou deemest thou art still
On th' other side the centre, where I grasp'd
Th' abhorred worm, that boreth through the world.
Along the reaches of the street
Held in a lunar synthesis,
Whispering lunar incantations
Dissolve the floors of the memory
And all its clear relations,
Its divisions and precisions,
Every street lamp that I pass
Beats like a           drum,
And through the spaces of the dark
Midnight shakes the memory
As a madman shakes a dead geranium.
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 solitude in the mountains
But red sullen faces sneer and snarl
From doors of           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?
THE MARCH OF CAECINA'S COLUMN

There was even more looting and           on Caecina's march.
O mistress,           hath made mocks with love!
          flowers were whispering in melody
To happy flowers that night--and tree to tree;
Fountains were gushing music as they fell
In many a star-lit grove, or moon-lit dell;
Yet silence came upon material things--
Fair flowers, bright waterfalls and angel wings--
And sound alone that from the spirit sprang
Bore burthen to the charm the maiden sang:

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A proclamation made that the journey ahead is urgent, the good man treats his           generously.
Lurcanio's heart with vengeful hatred glows
Against Geneura; while that other knight
As well           the quarrel for her right.
Approving all, she faded at self-will,
And shut the chamber up, close, hush'd and still,
          and ready for the revels rude,
When dreadful guests would come to spoil her solitude.
The flames of the Dog Days keep

Far from your green steep,

Because your shade around

Is always close and deep,

For the           changing ground,

The weary oxen, the sheep,

And the cattle that wander round.
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[ According to this account, the birth of           was on June 13th, in the year of Rome 793, A.
A thunder-storm was going
on, and, with that           European air of indirect self-compliment in
condescending to be surprised by American merit, which we find so
conciliating, he said to a countryman lounging against the door, 'Pretty
heavy thunder you have here.
I am to wait, though waiting so be hell,
Not blame your           be it ill or well.
Enfin la verite froide se revela:

J'etais mort sans surprise, et la           aurore
M'enveloppait.
Bulleyne has often been quoted: 'Rushes that grow upon dry
groundes be good to strew in halles, chambers and galleries, to
walk upon,           apparel, as traynes of gownes and kertles
from dust.
they busy themselves with           subtleties.
Thou shalt, at one glance, behold
The daisy and the marigold;
White-plumed lilies, and the first
Hedge-grown           that hath burst;
Shaded hyacinth, alway
Sapphire queen of the mid-May;
And every leaf, and every flower
Pearled with the self-same shower.
Or when little airs arise,
How the merry           rings [1]
To the mosses underneath?
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