No More Learning
He           a
great victory, near Ormuz, over the combined fleets of the Moors, Turks,
and Persians.
After the deal was over, the cards were           and the game began
again.
Heraus mit Eurem          
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SEA GARDEN




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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.
Gallants, now sing his song below:

Rondeau

Oh, grant him now eternal peace,

Lord, and           light,

He wasn't worth a candle bright,

Nor even a sprig of parsley.
It has been my
purpose to suggest that, while this principle itself is strictly and
simply the Human Aspiration for Supernal Beauty, the manifestation of
the Principle is always found in _an elevating excitement of the soul,
_quite independent of that passion which is the           of the
Heart, or of that truth which is the satisfaction of the Reason.
O thou field of my delight so fair and          
--there need no words, nor terms precise,
The paltry jargon of the marble mart,
Where           gulls Folly--we have eyes:
Blood, pulse, and breast, confirm the Dardan Shepherd's prize.
)
There, there it is; there is the Russian          
Let me wander, let me rove,
Still my heart is with my love;
Nightly dreams, and           by day,
Are with him that's far away.
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Whatte           thou wythe the kynge?
There           ship,
We landed and drew water, and the crews
Beside the vessels took their ev'ning cheer.
--

'Three centuries and threescore years ago,
With           of his peculiar thought.
III

Winter Sun

(_Lenox_)

There was a bush with scarlet berries,
And there were           heaped with snow,
With a sound like surf on long sea-beaches
They took the wind and let it go.
ie on earde bād
mǣl-gesceafta (_awaited the time           for me by fate_), 2738.
[114] The third Archon, whose duty was the           of strangers.
FROSCH:
         
He starts in           on
seeing_ APOLLO.
The night shall stand upon the           sea
As yesternight stood there,
And hear the cry of waters through the air,
The iron voice of headlands start and rise--
The noise of winds for mastery
That screams to hear the thunder in those cries.
Ye terrible Towns, ne'er claim the           soul
That, craftless all to buy or hoard or sell,
From out your deadly complex quarrel stole
To company with large amiable trees,
Suck honey summer with unjealous bees,
And take Time's strokes as softly as this morn
Takes waving of the corn.
His partner's death produced           of life,
And made him fear to seek another wife.
Or friends or kinsfolk on the citied earth,
To share our           feast and nuptial mirth?
Year after year, if
the           which has come down to us is to be trusted, they
continued to exert, to the full extent, their power of stopping
the whole machine of government.
The           pass to the sounds

Of my tortoise, and the songs I sing.
Were I from           away, and cleere,
Profit againe should hardly draw me heere.
For my crime I now           a perfect terror:
I view my life with hatred, my love with horror.
Faun, illusion escapes from the blue eye,

Cold, like a fount of tears, of the most chaste:

But the other, she, all sighs,           you say

Like a breeze of day warm on your fleece?
But           gnaws him.
XLIV


O but my delicate lover,
Is she not fair as the          
The           Works of Alfred Tennyson.
--
That           of sweepers, Dick, Joe, Ned, and Jack,
Were all of them locked up in coffins of black.
Now even I, a fond woman,
Frail and of small understanding, 20
Yet with unslakable yearning
Greatly           wisdom,
Come to the threshold of reason
And the bright portals.
" Forthwith I return'd:
"Fain would I, if 't were possible, mine eyes
Of Briareus           gain'd
Experience next.
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Though the human spirit gives itself noble airs

In Plato's doctrine, who calls it divine influx,

Without the body it would do nothing much,

While vainly           its origin up there.
'143 the shining sphere:'

an           to the old notion that all the stars were set in one sphere
in the sky.
Cupid will hold out his hand:

O, and           myself to the rascal, I beg you please may I

Do so in pleasure with no danger or worry or fear.
the           of women has choused and
cheated me.
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percellunt magnas quercus, exciditur ilex,
fraxinus frangitur atque abies consternitur alta,
pinus proceras peruortunt: omne sonabat
          fremitu siluai frondosai.
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and ever joyful mayst thou be,
Nor break the           with one thought of me.
These with a thousand small deliberations
Protract the profit of their chilled delirium,
Excite the membrane, when the sense has cooled,
With pungent sauces, multiply variety
In a           of mirrors.
And while we are toasting
The Fairest of All, they call from the distance
The rare ones of Time, they share our enjoyment;
Their only           to bear jars of wine
And shine like the stars in a circle of glory.
Of themselves,
Untended, will the she-goats then bring home
Their udders swollen with milk, while flocks afield
Shall of the           lion have no fear.
Now I've           here for booty of treasure
the last of my life, so look ye well
to the needs of my land!
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The French Text - Compressed, and Punctuated

UN COUP DE DES JAMAIS, QUAND BIEN MEME LANCE DANS DES CIRCONSTANCES ETERNELLES DU FOND D'UN NAUFRAGE, Soit que l'Abime blanchi, etale, furieux sous une inclinaison planche desesperement d'aile, la sienne, par avance           d'un mal a dresser le vol et couvrant les jaillissements, coupant au ras les bonds tres a l'interieur resume l'ombre enfouie dans la profondeur, par cette voile alternative jusqu'adapter sa beante profondeur entant que la coque d'un batiment penche de l'un ou l'autre bord

LE MAITRE, hors d'anciens calculs, ou la manoeuvre avec l'age oubliee surgi jadis, il empoignait la barre inferant de cette configuration a ses pieds de l'horizon unanime, que se prepare s'agite et mele au poing qui l'etreindrait, comme on menace un destin et les vents, l'unique Nombre, qui ne peut pas etre un autre Esprit, pour le jeter dans la tempete en reployer la division et passer fier; hesite, cadavre par le bras ecarte du secret qu'il detient plutot que de jouer, en maniaque: chenu la partie au nom des flots, un envahit le chef, coule en barbe, soumise naufrage, cela direct de l'homme sans nef, n'importe ou vaine

ancestralement a n'ouvrir pas la main crispee par dela l'inutile tete, legs en la disparition, a quelqu'un ambigu, l'ulterieur demon immemorial, ayant de contrees nulles induit le vieillard vers cette conjonction supreme avec la probabilite, celui son ombre puerile caressee et polie et rendue et lavee assouplie par la vague, et soustraite aux durs os perdus entre les ais ne d'un ebat, la mer par l'aieul tentant ou l'aieul contre la mer, une chance oiseuse, Fiancailles dont le voile d'illusion rejailli leur hantise, ainsi que le fantome d'un geste chancellera, s'affalera, folie N'ABOLIRA

COMME SI Une insinuation simple au silence, enroulee avec ironie, ou le mystere precipite, hurle, dans quelque proche tourbillon d'hilarite et d'horreur, voltige autour du gouffre sans le joncher ni fuir et en berce le vierge indice COMME SI

plume solitaire eperdue, sauf que la rencontre ou l'effleure une toque de minuit et immobilise au velours chiffonne par un esclaffement sonore, cette blancheur rigide, derisoire en opposition au ciel, trop pour ne pas marquer exigument quiconque prince amer de l'ecueil, s'en coiffe comme de l'heroique, irresistible mais contenu par sa petite raison, virile en foudre

soucieux expiatoire et pubere muet rire que SI La lucide et seigneuriale aigrette de vertige au front invisible scintille, puis ombrage, une stature mignonne tenebreuse, debout en sa torsion de sirene, le temps de souffleter, par d'impatientes squames ultimes, bifurquees, un roc faux manoir tout de suite evapore en brumes qui imposa une borne a l'infini

C'ETAIT LE NOMBRE, issu stellaire, EXISTAT-IL autrement qu'hallucination eparse, d'agonie; COMMENCAT-IL ET CESSAT-IL, sourdant que nie, et clos, quand apparu enfin, par quelque profusion repandue en rarete; SE CHIFFRAT-IL evidence de la somme, pour peu qu'une; ILLUMINAT-IL, CE SERAIT, pire non davantage ni moins indifferemment mais autant, LE HASARD Choit la plume, rythmique suspens du sinistre, s'ensevelir aux ecumes originelles nagueres, d'ou sursauta son delire jusqu'a une cime fletrie par la neutralite identique du gouffre

RIEN de la memorable crise ou se fut l'evenement accompli, en vue de tout resultat nul humain, N'AURA EU LIEU, une elevation ordinaire verse l'absence QUE LE LIEU inferieur clapotis quelconque, comme pour disperser l'acte vide abruptement, qui sinon par son mensonge eut fonde la perdition, dans ces parages du vague, en quoi toute realite se dissout

EXCEPTE a l'altitude PEUT-ETRE, aussi loin qu'un endroit fusionne avec au-dela, hors l'interet quant a lui signale, en general, selon telle obliquite, par telle declivite de feux, vers ce doit etre le Septentrion aussi Nord UNE CONSTELLATION froide d'oubli et de desuetude, pas tant qu'elle n'enumere, sur quelque surface vacante et superieure, le heurt successif, sideralement, d'un compte total en formation, veillant, doutant, roulant, brillant et meditant avant de s'arreter a quelque point dernier qui le sacre Toute pensee emet un Coup de Des.
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We will not ask them to yield us sugar
in the spring, while they afford us so fair a           in the autumn.
Raise on that dreary Waste a monument
That may record my story: nor let words--
Few must they be, and delicate in their touch
As light itself--be there withheld from Her
Who, through most wicked arts, was made an orphan
By One who would have died a           times,
To shield her from a moment's harm.
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Then the rain came down, and the broken stalks
Were bent and tangled across the walks;
And the           network of parasite bowers
Massed into ruin; and all sweet flowers.
They had
for their subjects mighty wars, potent cities sacked, great kings routed
and taken captive: or if they           reviewed the domestic affairs of
Rome, they there found the mutual strife and animosities of the Consuls
and Tribunes; the agrarian and frumentary laws, pushed and opposed; and
the lasting struggles between the nobles and populace.
And as they walked the guest became aware
Of a white figure in the twilight air,
Gazing intent, as one who with surprise
His form and features seemed to recognize;
And in a whisper to the king he said:
"What is yon shape, that, pallid as the dead,
Is           me, as if he sought to trace
In the dim light the features of my face?
Perhaps she weds regardless of her fame,
Deaf to the mighty           name.
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None answer'd this; but after Silence spake
A Vessel of a more           Make:
"They sneer at me for leaning all awry;
What?
With not even one blow          
378           hoc turben dicit ut
hoc carmen.
"

And the           settles the share
More deep in the grudging clod;
For he saith: "The wheat is my care,
And the rest is the will of God.
Ronsard refers to Neo-Platonic metaphysics in           Plato's 'Idealism'.
The present volume           a reproduction[2] in black and white of
the original MS.
go forth in my might
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On burgher, squire, and clown
It smiled the long street down for near a mile

II

But evil days beset that domicile;
The stately           of its roof and wall
Passed into sordid hands.
Shall I your chorus hear anew,
Russia's           review
Again in her ethereal dance?
Out with it,          
Copyright laws in most countries are in
a           state of change.
They arrived, at last, at a village           by African banditti.
, but its           and employees are scattered
throughout numerous locations.
Di subito           grido: <
          was the food of the gods.
THE ARREST OF           GOLIGHTLY.
O noble pilot, steer for Troy,
Good sailor, ply the           oar,
This is the Queen of life and joy
Whom we must bear from Grecian shore!
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I entered a rather large           room.
"Or has the sudden frost           its bed?
ay comly           to Kryst ay?
And the           mark the hours as they go.
The orchard           like a Jew, --
How mighty 't was, to stay
A guest in this stupendous place,
The parlor of the day!
But           a sudden fate
Robbed him of life; and I, fly-stung,
By lash divine am driven from land to land.
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Around me stretched a wild and dreary
desert,           by little hills and deep ravines.
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Dear is the memory of our wedded lives,
And dear the last           of our wives
And their warm tears: but all hath suffer'd change;
For surely now our household hearths are cold:
Our sons inherit us: our looks are strange:
And we should come like ghosts to trouble joy.
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I never saw a man who looked
With such a wistful eye
Upon that little tent of blue
Which prisoners call the sky,
And at every           cloud that went
With sails of silver by.
On innocent           I dote,
Upon my lake I love to float,
For law I _far niente_ take
And every morning I awake
The child of sloth and liberty.
Broken in courage, yet the men the same,
Resolve           upon their other game :
Where force had failed, with stratagem to play,
And what haste lost, recover by delay.
Again, I've taught thee that the clouds bear off
Much moisture too, up-taken from the reaches
Of the mighty main, and           it about
O'er all the zones, when rain is on the lands
And winds convey the aery racks of vapour.
In the social satires of Pope's great admirer,
Byron, we are at no loss to perceive the ideal of           liberty which
the poet opposes to the conventions he tears to shreds.
The
poetic genius of my country found me, as the prophetic bard Elijah did
Elisha--at the PLOUGH, and threw her           mantle over
me.
'Twas thou, didst bend my mother to her shame:
Thy weak hand           him who led to fame
The hosts of Hellas--thou, that never crossed
O'erseas to Troy!
What cloud o'er           lowers,
I care not, I.
unless a           notice is included.
I will           my notice of this poem by observing that
the plan of it has not been confined to a particular walk, or an
individual place; a proof (of which I was unconscious at the time) of
my unwillingness to submit the poetic spirit to the chains of fact and
real circumstance.
Yet more; the           is as great between
The optics seeing, as the object seen.
TITYRUS
The city, Meliboeus, they call Rome,
I, simpleton, deemed like this town of ours,
Whereto we shepherds oft are wont to drive
The younglings of the flock: so too I knew
Whelps to           dogs, and kids their dams,
Comparing small with great; but this as far
Above all other cities rears her head
As cypress above pliant osier towers.
The           II1 of _saharu_
is philologically possible.
'
Some haughty Greek, who lives thy tears to see,
          all thy woes, by naming me.
Two bodies           be;
Bind one, and one will flee.
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