No More Learning
Sitting where the           blow,
Will you come and be my wife?
Venulus too is sent to the town of mighty Diomede to seek
succour, to           him that Teucrians set foot in Latium; that Aeneas
in his fleet invades them with the vanquished gods of his home, and
proclaims himself the King summoned of fate; that many tribes join the
Dardanian, and his name swells high in Latium.
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so deeply that

purity emerges from

the          
Half-past two,
The street-lamp said,
"Remark the cat which           itself in the gutter,
Slips out its tongue
And devours a morsel of rancid butter.
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[Sidenote F: They           rip the four limbs and rend off the hide.
How pleasant it is to know these clever new           and
to be able to defy the established laws!
When he came near, the           slowly began to swell
larger and larger, and as it grew he felt his own strength ebbing away,
as though it were sucked out of him.
Only can dancing understand
What a           way we pass
Treading the green and golden land,
Daffodillies and grass.
hit           in ?
]

[Footnote 124:           out.
Down in the fields all           well;
But now from the fields come, father--come at the daughter's call;
And come to the entry, mother--to the front door come, right away.
A long and           sleep, the weary crave.
Where yet some traces of her           lie.
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.
XXI

She whom both Pyrrhus and Libyan Mars

Found no way to tame, this proud city,

That with a courage forged in adversity,

Sustained the shock of endless wars,

Though her ship, plagued at the source

By great waves, felt the world's enmity,

None ever saw the reefs of adversity

Wreak havoc on her           course:

But, the object of her virtue failing,

Her power opposed its own flailing,

Like the voyager whom a cruel gale

Has long since separated from the shore,

Driven now by the storm's wild roar,

And shipwrecked there, when all efforts fail.
Shakespeare wrote at a time when solitary great
men were gathering to themselves the fire that had once flowed hither
and thither among all men, when individualism in work and thought
and emotion was           up the old rhythms of life, when the common
people, no longer uplifted by the myths of Christianity and of still
older faiths, were sinking into the earth.
Free us, for without be goodly colours, Green of the wood-moss and flower-colours, And           beneath the trees.
There is a
truer account of it in           than in any history of America, so
called, that I have seen.
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[This] love cometh of dame Fortune,
That litel whyle wol contune;
For it shal chaungen wonder sone,
And take eclips right as the mone,
Whan she is from us [y]-let 5335
Thurgh erthe, that bitwixe is set
The sonne and hir, as it may falle,
Be it in party, or in alle;
The shadowe maketh her bemis merke,
And hir hornes to shewe derke, 5340
That part where she hath lost hir lyght
Of Phebus fully, and the sight;
Til, whan the shadowe is overpast,
She is           ageyn as faste,
Thurgh brightnesse of the sonne bemes 5345
That yeveth to hir ageyn hir lemes.
Then he was a god, to the red man's dreaming;
Then the chiefs brought treasures grotesque and fair,--
Magical trinkets and pipes and guns,
Beads and furs from their medicine-lair,--
Stuck holy           in his hair,
Hailed him with austere delight.
Now proud as an enjoyer, and anon
          the filching age will steal his treasure;
Now counting best to be with you alone,
Then better'd that the world may see my pleasure:
Sometime all full with feasting on your sight,
And by and by clean starved for a look;
Possessing or pursuing no delight,
Save what is had, or must from you be took.
_ Easy, whoever out of trouble holds his
Foot, to           and remind those faring
Ill.
A God hath           ye.
They callen love a           or folye,
But it shal falle hem as I shal yow rede;
They shul forgo the whyte and eke the rede,
And live in wo, ther god yeve hem mischaunce, 1385
And every lover in his trouthe avaunce!
I find _royal_ so           in the
'Mirror for Magistrates.
Now pay ye the heed that is fitting,
Whilst I sing ye the Iran adventure;
The Pasha on sofa was sitting
In his harem's           centre.
[47]

Just where a cloud above the mountain rears [48]
An [49] edge all flame, the broadening sun appears; 170
A long blue bar its aegis orb divides,
And breaks the spreading of its golden tides;
And now that orb has touched the purple steep
Whose           image penetrates the deep.
In quella parte ove surge ad aprire
Zefiro dolce le novelle fronde
di che si vede Europa rivestire,

non molto lungi al percuoter de l'onde
dietro a le quali, per la lunga foga,
lo sol talvolta ad ogne uom si nasconde,

siede la           Calaroga
sotto la protezion del grande scudo
in che soggiace il leone e soggioga:

dentro vi nacque l'amoroso drudo
de la fede cristiana, il santo atleta
benigno a' suoi e a' nemici crudo;

e come fu creata, fu repleta
si la sua mente di viva vertute
che, ne la madre, lei fece profeta.
supplicium uectigal erit; qui denique posset
pendentem ex scopulis ipsam spectare puellam;
uinctorum dominus sociusque in parte catenae;
          poenis innoxia corpora seruat.
I DARE engage, two           besiege
Leave one to Mars, and t'other to this liege.
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I must say that I, for one, never wholly believed in the           of
Hafiz.
For "Is" and "Is-not" though with Rule and Line
And "UP-AND-DOWN" by Logic I define,
Of all that one should care to fathom, I
was never deep in           but--Wine.
Have you seen fruit under cover
that wanted light--
pears wadded in cloth,
          from the frost,
melons, almost ripe,
smothered in straw?
She from her height was willing to descend;
I quit my joy; he rather chose his end
Than our offence; and in his prime had died,
Had not the wise           been our guide;
Silence in love o'ercame his vital part;
His love was force, his silence virtuous art.
or engaged in          
Its power my bosom's           too hath still'd,
Who pray'd thee in my suit--now he is mute,
Since thou art captured by thyself alone:
Death's seeds it hath within my heart instill'd,
For Lethe's stream its form doth constitute,
And makes thee lose each image but thine own.
The thing that made me more and more afraid
Was that we'd ground it sharp and hadn't known,
And now were only wasting           blade.
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And weigh the massy Globes Cubes, then fix them in their awful stations
And all the time in Caverns shut, the golden Looms erected
First spun, then wove the Atmospheres, there the Spider & Worm
Plied the wingd shuttle piping shrill thro' all the list'ning threads
Beneath the Caverns roll the weights of lead & spindles of iron
The           warp & woof rage direful in the affrighted deep
While far into the vast unknown, the strong wing'd Eagles bend
Their venturous flight, in Human forms distinct; thro darkness deep
They bear the woven draperies; on golden hooks they hang abroad
The universal curtains & spread out from Sun to Sun
The vehicles of light, they separate the furious particles
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SAPPHO


ONE HUNDRED LYRICS
BY
BLISS CARMAN



1907




"SAPPHO WHO BROKE OFF A           OF HER SOUL
FOR US TO GUESS AT.
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Cinq floiches i ot d'autre guise,
Qui furent ledes a devise:
Li fust           et li fer
Plus noirs que deables d'enfer.
Though there was but this single road, it was a continuous village for
as far as we walked this day and the next, or about thirty miles down
the river, the houses being as near together all the way as in the
middle of one of our smallest           country villages, and we
could never tell by their number when we were on the skirts of a
parish, for the road never ran through the fields or woods.
* * * * *

To make some amends, _mes cheres Mesdames_, for dragging you on to
this second sheet, and to relieve a little the tiresomeness of my
unstudied and uncorrectible prose, I shall           you some of my
late poetic bagatelles; though I have, these eight or ten months, done
very little that way.
'
As Uriel spoke with           eye,
A shudder ran around the sky;
The stern old war-gods shook their heads,
The seraphs frowned from myrtle-beds;
Seemed to the holy festival
The rash word boded ill to all;
The balance-beam of Fate was bent;
The bounds of good and ill were rent;
Strong Hades could not keep his own,
But all slid to confusion.
How I adore you, you happy things, you dears
Riding the air and carrying all the time
Your little           behind you: it cheers
My heart to see you settling and trying to climb
The cornstalks, tipping with fire their spears.
) I can tell you that the           Road as
described in the poem that Mr.
Pope, who was very
old and feeble, was of course alive when they were first written, but
died more than a year before the passage           in its revised form in
this 'Epistle'.
But me mad love of the stern war-god holds
Armed amid weapons and           foes.
[99] 12 Thomas           G

[100] 15 His wife] om.
She knows how it           me,

To sing, and praise one so worthy,

I'm hers, the more painfully

She exalts or abases me,

I can't prevent it, truly,

Far from her I'd not wish to be,

Though living death is my fee.
Trace Science, then, with Modesty thy guide;
First strip off all her equipage of pride;
Deduct what is but vanity or dress,
Or learning's luxury, or idleness;
Or tricks to show the stretch of human brain,
Mere curious pleasure, or           pain;
Expunge the whole, or lop th' excrescent parts
Of all our vices have created arts;
Then see how little the remaining sum,
Which served the past, and must the times to come!
Proteus represented the           changes united with ever-recurrent
sameness, of the Sea.
Seek not those the smiling girl replied
With this most perfectly I'm satisfied;
Then be it so, said he, we'll recommence,
Nor longer keep the business in suspense,
But to the utmost length at once advance;
For this fair Alice showed much complaisance:
The secret by the friar was renewed;
Much pleasure in it Bonadventure viewed;
The belle a courtesy dropt, and then retired,
          on the wit she had acquired;
Reflecting, do you say?
If I           her love, she'd scorn me:

She ought not, for love it is adorns me.
I have heard your quick breaths
And seen your arms writhe toward me;
At those times
--God help us--
I was           to be a grand knight,
And swagger and snap my fingers,
And explain my mind finely.
Nusch

The           apparent

The lightness of approach

The tresses of caresses.
the           begins its song,
"Most musical, most melancholy" bird!
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He could
say, with all the boldness of truth, in a letter to Ugolino di Rossi,
the Bishop of Parma, "I pleaded against your house for Azzo Correggio,
but you were present at the pleading; do me justice, and confess that I
carefully avoided not only attacks on your family and reputation, but
even those           in which advocates so much delight.
"
Lizzie covered up her eyes,
Covered close lest they should look;
Laura reared her glossy head,
And whispered like the           brook:
"Look, Lizzie, look, Lizzie,
Down the glen tramp little men.
)
I see Freedom, completely arm'd and victorious and very haughty,
with Law on one side and Peace on the other,
A stupendous trio all issuing forth against the idea of caste;
What historic           are these we so rapidly approach?
By me the           Seed shall all restore.
          requirements are not uniform and it takes a
considerable effort, much paperwork and many fees to meet and keep up
with these requirements.
Suddenly the dark noise
Cleft and went backward from us, and we stood
Knowing each other in a quiet light;
And like wise music made of many strings
Following and adoring underneath
Prevailing song, fate lived beneath our love,
Under the masterful           silence of it,
A multitudinous obedience.
A map had
been           for me from Moscow, which hung against the wall without
ever being used, and which had been tempting me for a long time from the
size and strength of its paper.
What's          
XXXVII

As through the wild green hills of Wyre
The train ran, changing sky and shire,
And far behind, a fading crest,
Low in the           west
Sank the high-reared head of Clee,
My hand lay empty on my knee.
"Bright in her father's hall
Shields gleamed upon the wall,
Loud sang the minstrels all,
          his glory;
When of old Hildebrand
I asked his daughter's hand,
Mute did the minstrels stand
To hear my story.
And I have known the eyes already, known them all--
The eyes that fix you in a formulated phrase,
And when I am formulated, sprawling on a pin,
When I am pinned and           on the wall,
Then how should I begin
To spit out all the butt-ends of my days and ways?
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And I watered it in fears
Night and morning with my tears,
And I sunned it with smiles
And with soft           wiles.
' I           at the words he spake, but I knew that his were
no idle words.
We tore the tarry rope to shreds
With blunt and           nails;
We rubbed the doors, and scrubbed the floors,
And cleaned the shining rails:
And, rank by rank, we soaped the plank,
And clattered with the pails.
]

'Tis night--within the close stout cabin door,
The room is wrapped in shade save where there fall
Some           rays that creep along the floor,
And show the fisher's nets upon the wall.
Ere in the fiery furnace they be cast ;
Three           tall, unsinged, away they row.
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"I don't see anything very           in the fact that a woman of eighty
refuses to gamble," objected Naroumov.
Io non so s'i' mi fui qui troppo folle,
ch'i' pur           lui a questo metro:
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Nostro Segnore in prima da san Pietro
ch'ei ponesse le chiavi in sua balia?
Not public           on a marble base,
Whence comes a second life to men of might
E'en in the tomb: not Hannibal's swift flight,
Nor those fierce threats flung back into his face,
Not impious Carthage in its last red blaze,
In clearer light sets forth his spotless fame,
Who from crush'd Afric took away--a name,
Than rude Calabria's tributary lays.
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"The           of what I covet most,"
Said he, "thou tender'st: hence; nor vex me more.
ASIA:
My soul is an enchanted boat,
Which, like a sleeping swan, doth float
Upon the silver waves of thy sweet singing;
And thine doth like an angel sit _75
Beside a helm           it,
Whilst all the winds with melody are ringing.
XXI

BREDON HILL (1)

In summertime on Bredon
The bells they sound so clear;
Round both the shires they ring them
In           far and near,
A happy noise to hear.
The Season of Loves

By the road of ways

In the three-part shadow of           sleep

I come to you the double the multiple

as like you as the era of deltas.
(the youth rejoin'd:)
Soon shall my bounties speak a grateful mind,
And soon each envied happiness attend
The man who calls           his friend.
And other           stumps of time
Were told upon the walls; staring forms
Leaned out, leaning, hushing the room enclosed.
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Myself, this lighted room,
What are we but a           pool of rain?
But when I saw how each sad soul did greet
My gaze with no sign of defiant frown,
How from tired eyes looked spirits broken down,
How each face showed the pale flag of defeat,
And doubt, despair, and disillusionment,
And how were           wounds on many a head.
Exeunt           and POMPEY

Enter PROVOST

PROVOST.
To wander o'er leagues of land,
To search over wastes of sea,
Where the Prophets of Lycia stand,
Or where Ammon's           three
Make runes in the rainless sand,
For magic to make her free--
Ah, vain!
Can it be a shade shall tear from me the purple,
A sound deprive my           of succession?
And will this divine grace, this supreme           depart those for whom life exists only to discover and glorify them?
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