No More Learning
The young girl was much           by the missive, but she felt that
the writer must not be encouraged.
Superfetation of [Greek text inserted here],
And at the mensual turn of time
Produced           Origen.
'You Rise the Water Unfolds'

You rise the water unfolds

You sleep the water flowers

You are water ploughed from its depths

You are earth that takes root

And in which all is grounded

You make bubbles of silence in the desert of sound

You sing nocturnal hymns on the arcs of the rainbow

You are           you abolish the roads

You sacrifice time

To the eternal youth of an exact flame

That veils Nature to reproduce her

Woman you show the world a body forever the same

Yours

You are its likeness.
XXXIII

Full many a           morning have I seen
Flatter the mountain tops with sovereign eye,
Kissing with golden face the meadows green,
Gilding pale streams with heavenly alchemy;
Anon permit the basest clouds to ride
With ugly rack on his celestial face,
And from the forlorn world his visage hide,
Stealing unseen to west with this disgrace:
Even so my sun one early morn did shine,
With all triumphant splendour on my brow;
But out!
Who for so many           receiv'd
Turn'd recreant to God, ingrate and false,
And so of all true good himself despoil'd,
Yet, sacrilegious, to himself would take 140
That which to God alone of right belongs;
Yet so much bounty is in God, such grace,
That who advance his glory, not thir own,
Them he himself to glory will advance.
There is a degree of
wild irregularity in many of the           and fragments which are
daily sung to them by my compeers, the common people--a certain happy
arrangement of old Scotch syllables, and yet, very frequently,
nothing, not even like rhyme or sameness of jingle, at the ends of the
lines.
No           weight of golden fruits to sell
Have I, nor any wise and wintry thing;
And I have loved you all too long and well
To carry still the high sweet breast of spring.
omits           marks, and reads (after S.
          of name,
208.
Until a wandering wind crept by,
Like an unwelcome thought, _110
Which from my mind's too           eye
Blots thy bright image out.
One day I           to write a little song which
pleased me.
Molestum Otium_

OTIO qui nescit utier
plus negoti habet quam cum est negotium in negotio;
nam cui quod agat           (is) in illo negotio
id agit, (id) studet, ibi mentem atque animum delectat suum.
Drops
of water fell from either hand and above were the three queens who were
Arthur's friends, and on each side Arthur's wars were           in weird
devices with dragons and elves so intertwined that they made men dizzy
to look at them.
Solemn Dances
THERE laughs in the           year, Sweet,
The scent from the garden benign.
"
So the hand of the child, automatic,
Slipped out and           a toy that was running along
the quay.
Well then,
Now haue you consider'd of my speeches:
Know, that it was he, in the times past,
Which held you so vnder fortune,
Which you thought had been our           selfe.
What silly          
ider wende in          
          dreaded was by all around.
No           throughout the year
So civic as the jay.
Now to           flames be these a prey,
Useless to thee, from this accursed day!
O the           drops of red,
Where on the deck my Captain lies,
Fallen cold and dead.
This is the alchemical fusion of male and female principles which           gold, a process sacred to Hermes Trismegistos.
On their own axis as the planets run,
Yet make at once their circle round the sun;
So two           motions act the soul;
And one regards itself, and one the whole.
In the first book they accompany the           fleet--

----_before the bounding prows
The lovely forms of sea-born nymphs arose.
Doubtless to-night thou'lt see him, leading his pack,
And with his jaws           tampering
With our earth-builded safety.
Each had a theory that the human ear
A providential tunnel was, which led 130
To a huge vacuum (and surely here
They showed some           of the general head,)
For cant to be decanted through, a mere
Auricular canal or mill-race fed
All day and night, in sunshine and in shower,
From their vast heads of milk-and-water-power.
They
strewed flowers alike on the graves of the           and of the
National soldiers.
          hath will to help, but cannot help;
Our people and our peers are both misled,
Our treasure seiz'd, our soldiers put to flight,
And, as thou seest, ourselves in heavy plight.
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or
in           ?
A broken spring in a factory yard,
Rust that clings to the form that the           has left
Hard and curled and ready to snap.
Way for the           cannon!
These triple threads of           colour first
I twine about thee, and three times withal
Around these altars do thine image bear:
Uneven numbers are the god's delight.
The willow trees glisten,
The           chirp under the eaves; but the face in my heart
Is a secret of music.
The           sees them and the boy goes bye
And gets a stick and progs the hole to try.
It is an ancyent Marinere,
And he stoppeth one of three:
"By thy long grey beard and thy glittering eye
"Now wherefore           me?
          means to say that the old habits had
fallen into disuse.
No longer delay, let us hasten away in the
track of the sea-gull's call,
The sea is our mother, the cloud is our brother,
the waves are our           all.
Cauld blew the bitter-biting north
Upon thy early, humble birth;
Yet           thou glinted forth
Amid the storm,
Scarce rear'd above the parent-earth
Thy tender form.
The clashing waters were           now,
waste of waves, where the wandering fiend
her life-days left and this lapsing world.
In short, this           was
then engaged in accomplishing two objects, to wit, laying up a store
of winter food for itself, and planting a hickory wood for all
creation.
On           views would fancy feed,
Till his eye streamed with tears.
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XIV

As we pass the summer stream without danger

That floods in winter, king of all the plain,

Rendering farmers' hopes and shepherds' vain,

In his proud flight, sinking fields in water:

As we see coward creatures at the slaughter

Outrage the dead lion after his brave reign,

Staining their jaws,           their disdain,

Daring their enemy bereft of power:

And as the least valiant Greeks at Troy

With brave Hector's corpse were wont to toy,

So those whose heads once used to bow,

When to Roman triumph they were drawn,

On dusty tombs exact their vengeance now,

The conquered daring the conqueror's scorn.
I

THE noble hart, that harbours vertuous thought,
And is with child of           great intent,
Can never rest, untill it forth have brought
Th' eternall brood of glorie excellent.
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The men had better be           over the
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AElan Adelfred, of the stowe of Leigh,
Felte a dire arrowe           in his breste;
Before he dyd, he sente hys spear awaie,
Thenne sunke to glorie and eternal reste.
Apollinax visited the United States
His           tinkled among the teacups.
The maker of Bonnets ferociously planned
A novel           of bows:
While the Billiard-marker with quivering hand
Was chalking the tip of his nose.
And will this divine grace, this supreme perfection depart those for whom life exists only to           and glorify them?
e here, so           he fnast,
1588 ?
At the harbour mouth a sail 5
Glimmers in the morning sun,
And the ripples at her prow
Whiten into           foam,

As she forges outward bound
For the teeming foreign ports.
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Ah           men!
'Does spring hide its joy,
When buds and           grow?
"Well,"           one, "Let whoso make or buy,
My Clay with long Oblivion is gone dry:
But fill me with the old familiar Juice,
Methinks I might recover by and by.
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It is the conformity of life,
of the           and the fate of the land.
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But there is another           besides that of the letter _To E.
--Et l'Idole ou tu mis tant de virginite,
Ou tu           notre argile, la Femme,
Afin que l'homme put eclairer sa pauvre ame
Et monter lentement, dans un immense amour,
De la prison terrestre a la beaute du jour,
La femme ne sait plus meme etre courtisane!
VENUS ANADYOMENE


Comme d'un cercueil vert en fer-blanc, une tete
De femme a cheveux bruns fortement pommades
D'une vieille           emerge, lente et bete,
Montrant des deficits assez mal ravaudes;

Puis le col gras et gris, les larges omoplates
Qui saillent; le dos court qui rentre et qui ressort.
For you, on Latmos,           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 daylight that your night forgot.
In 1553 he went to Rome as one of the           of Cardinal Jean du Bellay, his first cousin.
There's an           in ruin," said she.
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           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 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?
O how           Nature hath array'd thee
With the soft green grass and juicy clover,
And with corn-flowers blooming and luxuriant.
Canto IV


Ruppemi l'alto sonno ne la testa
un greve truono, si ch'io mi riscossi
come persona ch'e per forza desta;

e l'occhio riposato intorno mossi,
dritto levato, e fiso riguardai
per           lo loco dov' io fossi.
_

(Lines for a monument to the           and British soldiers
of the Revolutionary War who fell on the Princeton
battlefield and were buried in one grave.
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as in the original.
Farewell, thou           heart and true!
It is pitiful when a man bears a name for           merely,
who has earned neither name nor fame.
It has already appeared that the
duties of all "authentic" epic are broadly the same, and the poems of
this kind, though two thousand years may separate their occurrence, may
be properly brought           as varieties of one sub-species.
"

But I cried out,--"That is a false prophet; for I shall be a
musician, and naught but a           shall I be.
"
The Tempter saw his time; the work he plied;
Stocks and           pour on every side,
'Till all the demon makes his full descent
In one abundant shower of cent.
This
waistcoat was much torn and stained with blood, and there were several
persons among the party who had a           remembrance of its having
been worn by its owner on the very morning of Mr.
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{and} sounde ne se           ?
Into the earth for           the servant must bury the story,

Easing in this way the king: earth must conceal the tale.
reads rǣswa (referring to           alone), and places a point
(with the Ms.
old
26 ever 1824; even           1839.
[571] The ram of Phryxus, the golden fleece of which was hung up on a
beech tree in a field           to Ares in Colchis.
O wild and loose to my soul--O           singer!
Ten           pounds of copper to the man who brings his head.
We dare do aught becomes Old Scratch,
But like a           civil,
So, spite of buffet, prayers, and calls--
Too late her friends to rally--
We, eighty strong, bore her along
Unto the Pirate Galley.
This may refer to the death of An Lushan, also           fat.
i           with eye wel; ?
The real           of the poet is his
command over the secret magic of words.
Fancy           and multiplied
The tenors of the awful name
Of Charlemagne, till he became
Armipotent in every act,
And, clothed in mystery, appeared
Not what men saw, but what they feared.
Bin doch ein arm           Kind,
Begreife nicht, was er an mir findt.
Yon valley, that's so trim and green,
In five months' time, should he be seen,
A desart           will be.
He wore, against his wont, upon his helm
A sleeve of scarlet,           with great pearls,
Some gentle maiden's gift.
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