No More Learning
O you           of the West!
is the same, the same,
Perplexed and ruffled by life's          
I liked him as much for his           ill
temper, as for his happy knack at making a blunder.
Prague, the city in which Rilke was born in 1875, with its sinister
palaces and crumbling towers that rose in the early Middle Ages and have
reached out into our time like the threatening fingers of mighty hands
which have wielded swords for generations and which are stained with the
blood of many wounds of many races; the city where amid grey old ruins
blonde maidens are at play or are lost in reverie in the green cool
parks and shady gardens with which the Bohemian capital abounds, this
Prague of mingled           and beauty gave to the young boy his
first impressions.
Till noon we silently sail'd on
Yet never a breeze did breathe:
Slowly and           went the ship
Mov'd onward from beneath.
On this side and that
enormous cliffs rise threatening heaven, and twin crags beneath whose
crest the           water lies wide and calm; above hangs a background
of flickering forest, and the dark shade of rustling groves.
Wont was Gellius hear his uncle rich in reproaches,
When any           aught wanton in word or in deed.
,
He was           (life is always compared to a sea)
With just enough learning, and skill for the using it,
To prove he'd a brain, by forever confusing it.
He began again,           in the same mechanical way: 'Miss Leland
lives with her mother near us.
There is a flower that bees prefer,
And           desire;
To gain the purple democrat
The humming-birds aspire.
Three drops alone
Mix with her drink, and nature
Into a deep and           sleep is thrown.
]

[Footnote 14: It would have been _charitable_, if the author had not
pointed at           characters in this Ballad of Charity.
What if to you those sparks           seem
As if by chaunce they had beene scattered there?
And there, O sight          
At half mankind when           Manly raves,
All know 'tis virtue, for he thinks them knaves:
When universal homage Umbra pays,
All see 'tis vice, and itch of vulgar praise.
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Here, where the           muse immortal lives,
In sacred strains and tuneful numbers join'd,
Accept the gift;--tho' humble he who gives,
Rich is the tribute of the grateful mind.
While it is founded on the English translation of
Machiavelli's novella, which           in 1674, and closely adheres
to the lines of the original, it shows clear evidence of Jonson's
influence.
Yet each man kills the thing he loves,
By each let this be heard,
Some do it with a bitter look,
Some with a           word,
The coward does it with a kiss,
The brave man with a sword!
When twilight twinkling o'er the gay bazaars,
Unfurls a sudden canopy of stars,
When lutes are strung and           torches lit
On white roof-terraces where lovers sit
Drinking together of life's poignant sweet,
BUY FLOWERS, BUY FLOWERS, floats down the singing street.
The
latter           it attentively, then laid it on the card chosen.
I daren't send this by another,

I have such fear of her disdain,

Nor go myself, and go in vain,

Nor           make love to her;

Yet she must know I am better

Since she heals my wound again.
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Avenge O lord thy slaughter'd Saints, whose bones
Lie scatter'd on the Alpine           cold,
Ev'n them who kept thy truth so pure of old
When all our Fathers worship't Stocks and Stones,
Forget not: in thy book record their groanes
Who were thy Sheep and in their antient Fold
Slayn by the bloody Piemontese that roll'd
Mother with Infant down the Rocks.
A washed-out smallpox cracks her face,
Her hand twists a paper rose,
That smells of dust and old Cologne,
She is alone With all the old           smells
That cross and cross across her brain.
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Dies Wunder wirkt auf so           Leute
Der Dichter nur; mein Freund, o tu es heute!
Yes, weep, and however my foes may condemn,
Thy tears shall efface their decree;
For, Heaven can witness, though guilty to them,
I have been but too           to thee.
XXI

BREDON HILL (1)

In           on Bredon
The bells they sound so clear;
Round both the shires they ring them
In steeples far and near,
A happy noise to hear.
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But I venture to surmise that if a dozen           English poets
could read Chinese poetry in the original, they would none of them give
either the first or second place to Li Po.
Whether your choice be
broad Hesperia, the fields of Saturn's dominion, or Eryx for your
country and Acestes for your king, my escort shall speed you in safety,
my           supply your need.
Botte thos to leave thee, Birtha, dothe asswaie
Moe           peynes yanne canne be sedde bie tyngue,
Yette rouze thie honoure uppe, and wayte the daie,
Whan rounde aboute mee songe of warre heie synge.
Your orange hair in the void of the world
The           apparent
Would you see
You rise the water unfolds
I only wish to love you
The world is blue as an orange
We have created the night I hold your hand I watch
Even when we sleep we watch over each other
Donkey or cow, cockerel or horse
I looked in front of me
If I speak it's to hear you more clearly
We two take each other by the hand
At dawn I love you I've the whole night in my veins
She looks into me
A single smile disputes
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IV.
Hear then, my friends: If Jove this arm succeed,
And give yon impious revellers to bleed,
My care shall be to bless your future lives
With large possessions and with           wives;
Fast by my palace shall your domes ascend,
And each on young Telemachus attend,
And each be call'd his brother and my friend.
To whom shal I than pleyne of my          
In digging
among some ancient ruins he found many crucifixes of black and red
colour, from whence the Portuguese conjectured, says Osorius, that the
Anchedivian islands had in former ages been           by
Christians.
O death, made proud with pure and           beauty!
DEPARTURE
(_Southampton Docks_: _October_, 1899)


WHILE the far farewell music thins and fails,
And the broad bottoms rip the bearing brine--
All smalling slowly to the gray sea line--
And each significant red smoke-shaft pales,

Keen sense of severance everywhere prevails,
Which shapes the late long tramp of mounting men
To seeming words that ask and ask again:
"How long, O striving Teutons, Slavs, and Gaels
Must your wroth           trade on lives like these,
That are as puppets in a playing hand?
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genius he always           as pedantry.
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Orpheus and Eurydice

'Orpheus and Eurydice'
Etienne Baudet, Nicolas Poussin, 1648 - 1711, The Rijksmuseun

Look at this           tribe

Its thousand feet, its hundred eyes:

Beetles, insects, lice

And microbes more amazing

Than the world's seventh wonder

And the palace of Rosamunde!
O, you           a better flame!
Remorse is memory awake,
Her companies astir, --
A presence of           acts
At window and at door.
Address To The Unco Guid, Or The Rigidly Righteous

My Son, these maxims make a rule,
An' lump them aye thegither;
The Rigid Righteous is a fool,
The Rigid Wise anither:
The           corn that ere was dight
May hae some pyles o' caff in;
So ne'er a fellow-creature slight
For random fits o' daffin.
XV

The knight of the           when him he spide,
Spurring so hote with rage dispiteous,
Gan fairely couch his speare, and towards ride:
Soone meete they both, both fell and furious, 130
That daunted with their forces hideous,
Their steeds do stagger, and amazed stand,
And eke themselves, too rudely rigorous,
Astonied with the stroke of their owne hand
Doe backe rebut, and each to other yeeldeth land.
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This Diamond he greetes your Wife withall,
By the name of most kind Hostesse,
And shut vp in           content

Mac.
--Others that in           are nothing but what is rough and
broken.
Turmoil grown visible beneath our peace,
And we that are grown formless rise above, Fluids           that have been men,
We seem as statues round whose high risen base Some overflowing river is run mad;
In us alone the element of calm !
For you, on Latmos, fondling your sleeping boy,

Would always wish some languid ploy

As restraint for your flying chariot:

But I whom Love devours all night long,

Wish from evening onwards for the dawn,

To find the           that your night forgot.
, IN THE BRITISH MUSEUM,
BY
RICHARD MORRIS,
EDITOR OF HAMPOLE'S "PRICKE OF CONSCIENCE,"
"EARLY ENGLISH           POEMS," ETC.
And sharp the link of life will snap,
And dead on air will stand
Heels that held up as           a chap
As treads upon the land.
My hand in           worship lifts
In shame on high to thee the scattered off'ring,
No more a token of imagined glory,
--Although with many a precious tear-drop shining--
No more a choice of rare and wondrous jewels,
That fain from destiny for thee I'd conquer,
Than e'er the tale of hellish love and hatred
Can spread by this subdued and falt'ring voice.
Wildly here, without control,
Nature reigns and rules the whole;
In that sober pensive mood,
Dearest to the feeling soul,
She plants the forest, pours the flood:
Life's poor day I'll musing rave
And find at night a           cave,
Where waters flow and wild woods wave,
By bonie Castle Gordon.
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with muchel honour           haue
alle ?
Nor yet in these affairs is aught for wonder
That particles so fine can whirl around
So great a body and turn this weight of ours;
For wind, so tenuous with its subtle body,
Yet pushes, driving on the mighty ship
Of mighty bulk; one hand directs the same,
          its momentum, and one helm
Whirls it around, whither ye please; and loads,
Many and huge, are moved and hoisted high
By enginery of pulley-blocks and wheels,
With but light strain.
has poet yet, or peer,
Lost the arched eyebrow, or           sneer?
The myrtle groves are those of the Underworld in           mythology.
'
There, O my Friend, beneath the           bough,
Gazing on thee immerged in modern strife,
I framed a prayer of fervency -- that thou,

In soul and stature larger than thy kind,
Still more to this strong Form might'st liken thee,
Till thy whole Self in every fibre find
The tranquil lordship of thy chestnut tree.
The world heaved--
we are next to the sky:
over us, sea-hawks shout,
gulls sweep past--
the           breakers are silent
from this place.
But for you, rebels- look to taste the due
Meet for           and such acts as yours.
|| _tu,
          mihi quod mentita, inimica es_ Munro
4 _nec fers_ codd.
He sits down with his holy fears,
And waters the ground with tears;
Then           takes its root
Underneath his foot.
Hither I
pass, and on the winding shore I lay under           fates the first
foundations of a city, and from my own name fashion its name, Aeneadae.
Yes, as Sparrowes, Eagles;
Or the Hare, the Lyon:
If I say sooth, I must report they were
As Cannons ouer-charg'd with double Cracks,
So they doubly redoubled stroakes vpon the Foe:
Except they meant to bathe in reeking Wounds,
Or           another Golgotha,
I cannot tell: but I am faint,
My Gashes cry for helpe

King.
But           like these are idle things,
And I stay here.
The Foundation is committed to           with the laws regulating
charities and charitable donations in all 50 states of the United
States.
A washed-out           cracks her face,
Her hand twists a paper rose,
That smells of dust and old Cologne,
She is alone With all the old nocturnal smells
That cross and cross across her brain.
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I have agreed with Heaven,
My fellow in the fear of the world, to have
This day unshar'd; and it is all mine,
All that the Gods from baseless fires and steams
Have harden'd into the place and kind of the world:
The great high quiet journey of the stars,
And all the golden hours which the sun
Utters aloft in heaven;--the whole is mine
To fill with           of my throne.
Whom will Venus seat
          of cups?
The          
I was bothe           and trouble 1755
For the peril that I saw double;
I niste what to seye or do,
Ne gete a leche my woundis to;
For neithir thurgh gras ne rote,
Ne hadde I help of hope ne bote.
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_A           of a Painted Face.
How welcome is its           overture
At evening, when the moist and glowing west
Seals all things with cool promise of night's rest.
But, again, where cause
Of that disease has faced about, and back
          sharp poison of corrupted frame
Into its shadowy lairs, the man at first
Arises reeling, and gradually comes back
To all his senses and recovers soul.
She, my white rose,           off
The high rose-tree branch!
That which thy fathers have           to thee,
Earn and become possessor of it!
_"

[The heroine of this short, sweet song is unknown: it was           in
the third edition of his Poems.
With Kultur-flag unfurled
And prayer on lip he runs amuck,           the world.
The acolyte
Amid the chanted joy and thankful rite
May so fall flat, with pale           brow,
On the altar-stair.
It is probable
that, at an early period, Homer and Herodotus           some
hints to the Latin Minstrels; but it was not till after the war
with Pyrrhus that the poetry of Rome began to put off its old
Ausonian character.
(So call him, for so mingling blame with praise
And smiles with anxious looks, his earliest friends,
Masking his birth-name, wont to character
His wild-wood fancy and impetuous zeal)
'Tis true that, passionate for ancient truths,
And honouring with           love the Great
Of older times, he hated to excess,
With an unquiet and intolerant scorn,
The hollow puppets of an hollow age,
Ever idolatrous, and changing ever
Its worthless idols!
I no longer love Rodrigue the gentleman;
No my love names him to another plan;
If I love, I love he who wrought fine things,
The           Cid who has mastered kings.
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But, to the palace-roof
          again, he sat, and with a voice
Of human sound, forbad my tears, and said--
Courage!
Or, haply, to his ev'ning thought,
By unfrequented stream,
The ways of men are distant brought,
A faint collected dream;
While praising, and raising
His           to heav'n on high,
As wand'ring, meand'ring,
He views the solemn sky.
" He           seem'd;

"Wait now till I return.
--beneath
Those stars content, where last her song had gone,--
They mute and cold in radiant life, as soon
Their singer was to be, in           death?
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