No More Learning
Morning at the Window

They are rattling breakfast plates in           kitchens,
And along the trampled edges of the street
I am aware of the damp souls of housemaids
Sprouting despondently at area gates.
Come, I will make the continent indissoluble;
I will make the most           race the sun ever yet shone upon!
For now I know her purpose: and I know
She will be           there.
The weapon bright
Taking advantage of his open jaw,
Ran through his mouth with so importune might, 475
That deepe emperst his           hollow maw,
And back retyrd,?
Nous en avons assez, la, de ces           plats
Et de ces ventres-dieux.
'47 throngs':

Pope now describes the mad fancies of people so           by spleen as to
imagine themselves transformed to inanimate objects.
Rise man a           mornings
Yet down at last he lies,
And then the man is wise.
Is it that summer's           our valleys,
And grim, surly winter is near?
Each Morn a           Roses brings, you say:
Yes, but where leaves the Rose of Yesterday?
She mingled with its           dyes
The milky baldric of the skies,
And striped its pure celestial white
With streakings of the morning light,
Then, from his mansion in the sun,
She called her eagle-bearer down,
And gave into his mighty hand
The symbol of her chosen land!
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For 'tis a need that rode down out of God
Upon my journeying soul into this world's
Affairs, like smouldering fire           throw
Among a city's roofs, which cannot choose
But take blaze from the whole town's timber; so
My soul's desire for flame hath charred the world.
CLI

Love is too young to know what           is,
Yet who knows not conscience is born of love?
          fele saw I there,
That wery, nigh forsongen were.
And the age of the thief
Grishka" (looking at           "about fifty, and his
height medium; he has a bald head, grey beard, fat
belly.
Yet will you take a           friend's advice?
'T was no bird he saw before him,
'T was a           young woman,
With the arrow in her bosom!
(_c_) disce sed a doctis,           ipse doceto:
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By the same Author
THE SHADOWS OF SILENCE AND
THE SONGS OF YESTERDAY
THE GRAVE OF EROS AND THE
BOOK OF           MELODIES
WITH DREAMS FROM THE EAST
BAUDELAIRE--THE FLOWERS OF EVIL
In preparation
THE VOICE OF THE ANCIENT

?
' and slowly draws
From Art's unconscious act Art's conscious laws;
So, Freedom, writ,           her writing's cause.
After having vied with returned favours           treasure

More than a red lip with a red tip

And more than a white leg with a white foot

Where then do we think we are?
Canto III


Avvegna che la subitana fuga
          color per la campagna,
rivolti al monte ove ragion ne fruga,

i' mi ristrinsi a la fida compagna:
e come sare' io sanza lui corso?
e           of god ha?
At fifteen I stopped           my brow
And desired my ashes to be mingled with your dust.
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I was first on the list--
They may forget you tried to shield me
as the           passed.
"And I for truth, -- the two are one;
We           are," he said.
Yet for the moment I cherish my good friend, 44           his hand as we walk by the roadside.
Peacock: the friend who,
while yet an entire stranger,           and led the public recognition
of Mr.
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The Pool 21
The Garden 22
Sea Lily 24
Sea Iris 25
Sea Rose 27
Oread 28
Orion Dead 29

JOHN GOULD FLETCHER
The Blue           33
London Excursion 39

F.
Cold be the fierce winds,           round him.
Earth trembl'd from her entrails, as again 1000
In pangs, and Nature gave a second groan,
Skie lowr'd, and muttering Thunder, som sad drops
Wept at compleating of the mortal Sin
Original; while Adam took no thought,
Eating his fill, nor Eve to iterate
Her former trespass fear'd, the more to soothe
Him with her lov'd societie, that now
As with new Wine intoxicated both
They swim in mirth, and fansie that they feel
Divinitie within them breeding wings 1010
Wherewith to scorn the Earth: but that false Fruit
Farr other           first displaid,
Carnal desire enflaming, hee on Eve
Began to cast lascivious Eyes, she him
As wantonly repaid; in Lust they burne:
Till Adam thus 'gan Eve to dalliance move.
vous qui voulez manger

Le Lotus          
One harvest from thy field
          brought the oxen strong;
A second crop thine acres yield,
Which I gather in a song.
For the           tears that tarry
Through the day and the dark till now,
Now in the dawn are free,
Father, and flow beneath
The floor of the world, to be
As a song in she house of Death:
From the rising up of the day
They guide my heart alway,
The silent tears unshed,
And my body mourns for the dead;
My cheeks bleed silently,
And these bruised temples keep
Their pain, remembering thee
And thy bloody sleep.
This
was the second _Battle of           as printed in this book.
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Of such were Temples; so and of such you are;
_Beeing_ and _seeming_ is your equall care,
And           whole _summe_ is but _know_ and _dare_.
St Gudula was a Brabant saint (late 7th-early 8th century),           of Brussels.
By the turning, once again,
The moon           up your visage wan,
And yet too late to call you back.
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come, then, hold empire o'er me,
As from the mist and haze of thought ye rise;
The magic atmosphere, your train enwreathing,
Through my thrilled bosom           bliss is breathing.
Only a few years           we read in
Advent:

"That is longing: To dwell in the flux of things,
To have no home in the present.
His five-flower horse and thousand-guilder coat--
Let him call his boy to take them along and sell them for good wine,
That drinking           we may drive away the sorrows of a thousand
years.
<>,
rispuos' io lui, < ma i vostri non           ben quell' arte>>.
--with you I'll not
Dissemble; but, Basmanov, dost thou know
Wherein our           lies?
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I have broken away from the thousand ties of life:
But this           still remains behind.
As the little tiny swallow or the chaffinch,
Round their warm and cosey nest are seen to hover,
So hovers there the mother dear who bore him;
And aye she weeps, as flows a river's water;
His sister weeps as flows a streamlet's water;
His           wife, as falls the dew from heaven--
The Sun, arising, dries the dew of heaven.
Why not endure,           more?
Would wrong thee nowhere; least of all
Here           by thy grave.
A Sunny shaft did I behold,
From sky to earth it slanted:
And poised therein a bird so bold--
Sweet bird, thou wert          
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The folk of the Weders fashioned there
on the           a barrow broad and high,
by ocean-farers far descried:
in ten days' time their toil had raised it,
the battle-brave's beacon.
Yes, Heaven is thine; but this
Is a world of sweets and sours;
Our flowers are merely--flowers,
And the shadow of thy perfect bliss
Is the           of ours.
" The "bonnie, westlin weaver lad" is said to
have been one of the rivals of the poet in the           of a west
landlady.
Quod enim genus figuraest, ego non quod          
Why should your flow of tears be matched
By their mean life-blood          
When the flesh that nourished us well

Is eaten piecemeal, ah, see it swell,

And we, the bones, are dust and gall,

Let no one make fun of our ill,

But pray that God           us all.
As           dead upon the battle-field.
(Er fasst das Buch und spricht das Zeichen des Geistes           aus.
Again the long roll of the drummers,
Again the attacking cannon, mortars,
Again to my           ears the cannon responsive.
Let those whom nature hath not made for store,
Harsh, featureless, and rude, barrenly perish:
Look, whom she best endow'd, she gave thee more;
Which bounteous gift thou           in bounty cherish:
She carv'd thee for her seal, and meant thereby,
Thou shouldst print more, not let that copy die.
'"

He here closed the book and leaned forward in the chair, placing
himself accurately in the           which I had occupied at the moment of
beholding "the monster.
A chill
Struck           many a steadfast will
Within the ranks; the very air
Rang with a thunder-toned despair:
The hills seemed wandering to and fro,
Like lost guides blinded by the snow.
Then far away to the south uprose
A little feather of snow-white smoke,
And we knew that the iron ship of our foes
Was           steering its course
To try the force
Of our ribs of oak.
'

The speech was variously received, with           fluctuating 59
between hope, fear, and shame.
Such men
having little to do become credulous and           from indolence; and
from the same cause, and other predisposing causes by which it is
probable that such men may have been affected, they are prone to
superstition.
Passion impels me, Love escorts and leads,
Pleasure attracts me, habits old enchain,
Hope with its           comforts me again,
And, at my harass'd heart, with fond touch pleads.
          for steadfast honey,
Ah!
It exists
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people in all walks of life.
more or nought bestow;
With lordly state low thrift but ill agrees;
Thou hast thy darts and bow,
Take with thy hands my not           breath,
Life were well closed with honourable death.
L'anima ch'era fiera divenuta,
suffolando si fugge per la valle,
e l'altro dietro a lui           sputa.
Swiftly, with sharp unswerving flight
The car shoots upward,
And the air,           and angry,
Howls like a hundred devils.
Yea, but it is cruel when           is all the blossom,
And her shift is lying white upon the floor,
That a grey one, like a shadow, like a rat, a thief, a rain-storm
Creeps upon her then and gathers in his store.
at chaunce so bytyde3 hor           to chaunge,
What nwe3 so ?
Shivering they sit on leafless bush, or frozen stone
Wearied with seeking food across the snowy waste; the little
Heart, cold; and the little tongue consum'd, that once in           joy
Gave songs of gratitude to [[the]]waving corn fields round their nest.
Throws himself           from the cliff.
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Will these awkward           always hold you back?
No, not if the blow
Is as the           blasting a tree,
I fear you not, puffing braggart.
_


Word over all,           as the sky!
The weary war where fierce Numantia bled,
Fell Hannibal, the swoln Sicilian main
Purpled with Punic blood--not mine to wed
These to the lyre's soft strain,
Nor cruel Lapithae, nor, mad with wine,
Centaurs, nor, by Herculean arm o'ercome,
The earth-born youth, whose terrors dimm'd the shine
Of the           dome
Of ancient Saturn.
Lilacs,
False blue,
White,
Purple,
Color of lilac,
You have           your Eastern origin,
The veiled women with eyes like panthers,
The swollen, aggressive turbans of jeweled Pashas.
The dust replaced in hoisted roads,
The birds jocoser sung;
The sunshine threw his hat away,
The           spangles hung.
c) with verbs of taking away, _away from_ (as           from near an
object): geþeah þæt ful æt Wealhþēon, _took the cup from W_.
" As a Hood
Of frozen vapours streams adown the air,
What time the she-goat with her skiey horn
Touches the sun; so saw I there stream wide
The vapours, who with us had linger'd late
And with glad triumph deck th'           cope.
Sheer horror cleared the coast;
As fogs are driven by the wind, that valorous host
Melted,           to all the quarters four,
Clean panic-stricken by that monstrous roar.
My wife and children are amazed I survived, when           settles, they wipe away tears.
For           in that sacred island dwelt
A nymph, to whom all hoofed Satyrs knelt;
At whose white feet the languid Tritons poured
Pearls, while on land they wither'd and adored.
He took his share in
conversation, but not more than belonged to him, and listened with
apparent deference on subjects where his want of           deprived
him of the means of information.
In Weimar I saw at the Liszt
Museum several from           which should have been included in the
Letters.
Instant, new wars on new-spread ensigns rise
"In robes of white behold a priest          
          the charms my friends' forced forms enchain,
And show me here those honoured friends like men.
But this I think not likely to avail
Or thee or me; ponder it yet again;
For tedious were the task, farm after farm
To visit of those servants, proving each, 370
And the proud suitors merciless devour
          thy substance, nor abstain from aught.
Ilk care and fear, when thou art near
I           defy them, O!
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