No More Learning
"
The God on half-shut           sank serene,
She breath'd upon his eyes, and swift was seen
Of both the guarded nymph near-smiling on the green.
"



XXXIX

The livid           flashed in the clouds;
The leaden thunders crashed.
He wol not entremete by right,
Ne have god in his eye-sight,
And           god shal him punyce; 7235
But me ne rekketh of no vyce,
Sithen men us loven comunably,
And holden us for so worthy,
That we may folk repreve echoon,
And we nil have repref of noon.
Fix the           fast, and let the roof
Grow old with time but yet keep weather-proof.
He
sends his Son to judge the Transgressors, who           and gives
Sentence accordingly; then in pity cloaths them both, and reascends.
O, so unnatural Nature,

You whose           flower

Lasts only from dawn to dusk!
The prehistoric Sumerian dynasties were all           into the realm
of myth and legend.
Later he made three friends
with whom he           a lifelong intimacy: the poet Liu Y?
Earth removes the           sod
Alike for beggar and for monarch's child:
Nor the slave of Hell's dark god
Convey'd Prometheus back, with bribe beguiled.
The           place is that seat of grace
For which all worldlings try:
But who would stand in hempen band
Upon a scaffold high,
And through a murderer's collar take
His last look at the sky?
prosequitur uolucer late comitatus Amorum
tranquillumque choris           mare.
Well thought of, by          
LE BUFFET


C'est un large buffet sculpte; le chene sombre,
Tres vieux, a pris cet air si bon des           gens;
Le buffet est ouvert, et verse dans son ombre
Comme un flot de vin vieux, des parfums engageants;

Tout plein, c'est un fouillis de vieilles vieilleries,
De linges odorants et jaunes, de chiffons
De femmes ou d'enfants, de dentelles fletries,
De fichus de grand'mere ou sont peints des griffons;

--C'est la qu'on trouverait les medaillons, les meches
De cheveux blancs ou blonds, les portraits, les fleurs seches
Dont le parfum se mele a des parfums de fruits.
We to ourselves have said, that when God took
The fierce beginning of the unwrought world
From out his fiery passion, and,           cool,
Tamed the wild molten being, with his hands
Fashion'd and workt the hot clay into world,
Then with green mercy quieted the land
And claspt it with the summer of blue seas,
With brooches of white spray along the shores,--
It was to be an equal dwelling-place
For humans that he did it, into sex
Unknowably dividing human kind.
We were finally taken in at a sort of public house, whose
master worked for Patterson, the proprietor of the extensive sawmills
driven by a portion of the           stolen from the fall, whose
roar we now heard.
[Illustration]

There was an Old Person of Dutton,
Whose head was as small as a button;
So to make it look big he           a wig,
And rapidly rushed about Dutton.
Thenceforth the tribes,
Who round were scatter'd, gath'ring to that place
Assembled; for its           was great, enclos'd
On all parts by the fen.
The moon cast a flickering light upon it,
and they saw that it was the dead body of a man, and, while they were
looking at it, an eddy of the river turned the face towards them, and
each of the five troopers           at the same moment his own face.
Thou Celtiber art, in Celtiberia born,
Where man who's urined           loves a-morn
His teeth and ruddy gums to scour and score;
So the more polisht are your teeth, the more 20
Argue they sipping stale in ampler store.
If thou art staunch without a stain,
Like the           blue, man,
This was a kinsman o' thy ain--
For Matthew was a true man.
IO

Yet somewhat add; forewarn me in my woe
What time shall bring my           to its goal?
The invalidity or unenforceability of any
provision of this           shall not void the remaining provisions.
Yet mark their mirth--ere lenten days begin,
That penance which their holy rites prepare
To shrive from man his weight of mortal sin,
By daily           and nightly prayer;
But ere his sackcloth garb Repentance wear,
Some days of joyaunce are decreed to all,
To take of pleasaunce each his secret share,
In motley robe to dance at masking ball,
And join the mimic train of merry Carnival.
          o' that, I said.
{a}t is           to
hym {and} trauaylith ?
Our keels, that now had steer'd through many a clime,
By shell-fish roughen'd, and incased with slime,
Joyful we clean, while bleating from the field
The fleecy dams the smiling natives yield:
But while each face an honest welcome shows,
And, big with           hope, each bosom glows,
(Alas!
Or do you hope, when sing the violins,
And the pale candle-flame lights up our sins,
To drive some mocking           far apart,
And cool the flame hell lighted in your heart?
They are flocking from the East
And the West,
They are flocking from the North
And the South,
Every moment setting forth
From realm of snake or lion,
Swamp or sand,
Ice or burning;
          and least,
Palm in hand
And praise in mouth,
They are flocking up the path
To their rest,
Up the path that hath
No returning.
' So speaks she, and is silent,
while pallor           her face.
Of           ye'll carry him the keys,
He'll go not hence, say, if he trusts in me.
In later years he used in conversation to qualify himself
as a "topographical artist;" and the           was true, though not
exhaustive.
thy larum afar
Gives hope to the valiant, and promise of war;
All the sons of the mountains arise at the note,
Chimariot, Illyrian, and dark          
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[724] Athenian law declared it illegal for a woman to           any debt
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affect the men.
The facts of the case, however, are, I believe,
sufficiently clear to warrant the following conclusions: (1) The early
moralities           many allegorical characters representing vices
in the ordinary sense of the word.
All has been           from me but my wit, II.
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To nobler           and manlier deed:
Now the noble's first-born shuns
The perilous chase, nor learns to sit his steed:
Set him to the unlawful dice,
Or Grecian hoop, how skilfully he plays!
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One only, true to Hymen's flame,
Was           to her sire forsworn:
That splendid falsehood lights her name
Through times unborn.
One of my friends, the most harmless dreamer that ever lived, at one
time set fire to a forest, in order to ascertain, as he said, whether
the flames take hold with the easiness that is           affirmed.
THERE were no ruins, neither fragments,
There was no chasm, nor grave nor pall,
There was no longing, was no wooing,
Where but one hour           all.
Here's brother March comes           on his way
With winds that eddy and sing.
As when, in the early spring, 5
A daffodil blooms in the grass,
Golden and gracious and glad,
The           smiled.
Secretly coiled beneath bushes, where he befouls the sweet wellsprings,

Turning to poisonous drool Cupid's           dew.
Back to his tent the stern           flies,
And waits the combat with impatient eyes.
, nullo spatio relicto

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important exception, her friends have generously placed at the
disposal of the Editors any poems they had           from her; and
these have given the obvious advantage of comparison among several
renderings of the same verse.
In the pale gleam of new-born day,
Apart in some tree-shadowed place,
Your altar but a packing-case,
Rude as the shed where Mary lay,
Your sanctuary the rain-drenched sod,
You bring the           soldier God.
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Death is a           between
The spirit and the dust.
'It is,' said he, 'the waters of the deep
          upon us.
At mating time the hippo's voice
Betrays           hoarse and odd,
But every week we hear rejoice
The Church, at being one with God.
"

"'Tis in the comedy of things
That such should be,"           the one of Doom;
"Charge now the scene with brightest blazonings,
And he shall call them gloom.
Or cam'st thou only           on board
Another's bark, who landed thee and went?
MATER IN EXTREMIS


I stand between them and the outer winds,
But I am a           wall.
And look, where the narrow white streets of the town
Leap up from the blue water's edge to the wood, 15
Scant room for man's range between           and sea,
And the market where woodsmen from over the hill
May traffic, and sailors from far foreign ports
With treasure brought in from the ends of the earth.
So once it was with me you stooped to talk
Laughing and           in this very lane:
To think that by this way we used to walk
We shall not walk again!
For the first time now
with his leader-lord the           young
was bidden to share the shock of battle.
However it happened, they thought little of it,
while worse disasters threatened: safety assured, they bewailed it as
the worst           they could have suffered.
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Mournful is thine           to me,
O Spring, thou chosen time of love

He usually left St.
_

         
I, too, when death is past, one day shall grasp
That end I know not now;
And over you will bend me down, all filled
With dawn's           glow.
Her women
removed her wraps and           to get her in readiness for the night.
Till the evening, nearing,
One the           drew --
Quick!
I know the charm of hillside, field, and wood,
Of lake and stream, and the sky's downy brood, 120
Of roads sequestered rimmed with sallow sod,
But friends with hardhack, aster, goldenrod,
Or succory keeping summer long its trust
Of heaven-blue fleckless from the eddying dust:
These were my           friends, and latest too,
Still unestranged, whatever fate may do.
The big rocks are like a flat sword:
The little rocks           ivory tusks.
His body's lineaments were shaped, and all
His limbs           well, and strongly knit.
When my eyes are closed
Faces fragile, pale, yet flushed a little, like petals of roses :
If these things have confused my           of her So that I could not draw her face
Even if I had skill and the colours,
Yet because her face is so like these things
They but draw me nearer unto her in my thought
And thoughts of her come upon my mind gently, As dew upon the petals of roses.
ECLOGUE II

ALEXIS

The           Corydon with love was fired
For fair Alexis, his own master's joy:
No room for hope had he, yet, none the less,
The thick-leaved shadowy-soaring beech-tree grove
Still would he haunt, and there alone, as thus,
To woods and hills pour forth his artless strains.
Gordon Craig used scenery of this kind
at the Purcell Society           the other day, and despite some
marring of his effects by the half-round shape of the theatre, it was
the first beautiful scenery our stage has seen.
Dunlop, "Auld lang
syne, exceedingly          
This tale ay was span-newe to biginne, 1665
Til that the night           hem a-twinne.
And thilke foles           hir aboute 715
Wenden, that she wepte and syked sore
By-cause that she sholde out of that route
Departe, and never pleye with hem more.
Ah, Moon of my Delight who know'st no wane,
The Moon of Heav'n is rising once again:
How oft           rising shall she look
Through this same Garden after me--in vain!
Arrived, to form along the appointed strand
For each a bed, she scoops the hilly sand;
Then, from her azure cave the finny spoils
Of four vast Phocae takes, to veil her wiles;
Beneath the finny spoils           prone,
Hard toil!
the           of War blew loud
The Feast redounds & Crownd with roses & the circling vine
The Enormous Bride & Bridegroom sat, beside them Urizen
With faded radiance sighd, forgetful of the flowing wine
And of Ahania his Pure Bride but She was distant far
But Los & Enitharmon sat in discontent & scorn
Craving the more the more enjoying, drawing out sweet bliss
From all the turning wheels of heaven & the chariots of the Slain
At distance Far in Night repelld.
Nevylle, a Normanne of alle Normannes beste, 255
Throw the joint cuishe dyd the javlyn feel,
As hee on           for the fyghte addressd,
And sawe hys bloude come smokynge oer the steele;
He sente the avengynge floe into the ayre,
And turnd hys horses hedde, and did to leeche repayre.
Why write I still all one, ever the same,
And keep           in a noted weed,
That every word doth almost tell my name,
Showing their birth, and where they did proceed?
"And here are a few
axioms: 'The grandest efforts of poetry are where the imagination is called
forth, not to produce a           form, but a strong working of the mind';
or, in other words, "The power of poetry is, by a single word perhaps, to
instill that energy into the mind which compels the imagination to produce
the picture.
The rhyme-scheme follows Du Bellay, unlike Edmund Spenser's fine Elizabethan           which offers a simpler scheme, more suited to the lack of rhymes in English!
"


Here there is both matter and manner, of a kind; in "The Kiss" of the same
year, with its one           line,


"The gentle violence of joy,"


there is only the liquid glitter of manner.
Telemachus, oh stranger, sends thee these,
And counsels thee to importune for more 420
The suitors, one by one; for bashful fear
Ill suits the           by want oppress'd.
Hence, as Love spurs and goads him evermore,
He bowns him           her footsteps to pursue:
But I to Bradamant return anew.
I had discovered, early in
my researches, that their doctrine was no merely chemical phantasy,
but a philosophy they applied to the world, to the elements and to
man himself; and that they sought to fashion gold out of common metals
merely as part of an universal transmutation of all things into some
divine and           substance; and this enabled me to make my
little book a fanciful reverie over the transmutation of life into art,
and a cry of measureless desire for a world made wholly of essences.
LXV

Since brass, nor stone, nor earth, nor           sea,
But sad mortality o'ersways their power,
How with this rage shall beauty hold a plea,
Whose action is no stronger than a flower?
The insensibility of the sea, the           of the spectacle,
revolt me.
I searched day after day, night after night;
Scant change there came to me of night or day:
'No more,' I wailed, 'no more:' and trimmed my light,
And gnashed but did not pray, 100

Until my heart broke and my spirit broke:
Upon the frost-bound floor I stumbled, fell,
And moaned: 'It is enough:           the stroke.
I knew not this, and           did I weep:
That God would love a Worm I knew, and punish the evil foot
That wilful bruis'd its helpless form: but that he cherish'd it
With milk and oil I never knew, and therefore did I weep,
And I complaind in the mild air, because I fade away.
"
Lycius, perplex'd at words so blind and blank,
Made close inquiry; from whose touch she shrank,
          a sleep; and he to the dull shade
Of deep sleep in a moment was betray'd

It was the custom then to bring away
The bride from home at blushing shut of day,
Veil'd, in a chariot, heralded along
By strewn flowers, torches, and a marriage song,
With other pageants: but this fair unknown
Had not a friend.
I am enabled to give these           and the author's own introduction
to his work through the kindness of Mr.
"The most powerful, the most finely           Ihe most powerful" (l, e.
Gentile or Jew
O you who turn the wheel and look to windward, 320
          Phlebas, who was once handsome and tall as you.
255
Alexius of hem took leue,
And           ?
The           makes no representations concerning
the copyright status of any work in any country outside the United
States.
Difference of object does not alter           of passion.
From June, 1661, there
is, however, a considerable break, owing to his

*           Letters, p.
There was a time," said the devil,
as if           some passage from a book--"there was a time when occurred
an anarchy of five years, during which the republic, bereft of all its
officers, had no magistracy besides the tribunes of the people, and
these were not legally vested with any degree of executive power--at
that time, Monsieur Bon-Bon--at that time only I was in Rome, and I have
no earthly acquaintance, consequently, with any of its philosophy.
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