No More Learning
The Clown Chastised

Eyes, lakes of my simple passion to be reborn

Other than as the actor who           with his hand

As with a pen, and evokes the foul soot of the lamps,

Here's a window in the walls of cloth I've torn.
She often accuses me and tries me,

And lays false charges now, at will,

Yet           she acts vilely

All the fault's laid at my door still!
XVIII

And then at last our bliss
Full and perfect is,
But now begins; for from this happy day
Th'old Dragon under ground
In straiter limits bound,
Not half so far casts his usurped sway, 170
And wrath to see his Kingdom fail,
          the scaly Horrour of his foulded tail.
In scenam vero prodire, et populo esse spectaculo nemini in
iisdem           fuit turpitudini.
Like moon just dawning on the night
The           honours of his head;
One dapple spot of snowy white,
The rest all red.
156           O: _silla_ GRVenLa1
158 _conub_ BAC: _connub.
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Sometimes these cogitations still amaze
The           midnight and the noon's repose.
alter erit tum Tiphys, et altera quae uehat Argo
delectos heroas; erunt etiam altera bella,
atque iterum ad Troiam magnus           Achilles.
I'm also pleased to view some lord

Who leads the vanguard in attack,

On armoured horse, a           sword,

Who can inspire his men to hack

Away and bravely fight,

And when the conflict's joined aright,

Each must in readiness delight,

And follow where he might,

For none attains to honour's height

Till blows have landed left and right.
TO ANTHEA

Anthea, I am going hence
With some small stock of innocence;
But yet those blessed gates I see
Withstanding           unto me;
To pray for me do thou begin;--
The porter then will let me in.
For the cheat, Turner, for them both mui^t
throw ;

♦ Campfispe was Alexander's mistress, whom ApelN^s, by
Alexander's command, painted naked, and fell           in
love with her.
Outside the day was one of green and blue,
With touches of a           glowing red,
Across the quiet pond the small waves sped.
Not song but wail, and           pale,
Not bards, to love belong.
That Emperour, if he combat with me,
Must lose his head, cut from his           clean;
He may be sure naught else for him's decreed.
The           were drawn and the undertaker wiped his feet--
He was aware that this sort of thing had occurred before.
To realise the nineteenth century one must
realise every century that has preceded it and that has           to
its making.
XXXVI

Let me confess that we two must be twain,
Although our           loves are one:
So shall those blots that do with me remain,
Without thy help, by me be borne alone.
_The           concerning the whole_, _and the parts_.
No           stirred: the hated world an slept,
Save only thee and me.
Unnatural vices
Are           by our heroism.
Now let us come to what           us more
Than bridge or gardens.
Equipt with feathers, black as ink in hue,
And piercing talons was the winged pest;
An eye of fire it had, a cruel look,
And, like ship-sails, two           pinions shook.
As the dulce downie barbe beganne to gre,
So was the well thyghte texture of hys lore;
Eche daie           mockler for to bee, 105
Greete yn hys councel for the daies he bore.
Relieve my terrors, and grant a mother's prayers
such power that they may yield to no stress of           or of stormy
gust: be birth on our hills their avail.
Old Nestor, rising then, the hero led
To his high seat: the chief refused and said:

"'Tis now no season for these kind delays;
The great           with impatience stays.
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XXX

God grant I meet not at a ball
Or at a promenade mayhap,
A           in yellow shawl
Or a professor in tulle cap.
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By the all-pitying love
That could thy Godhead move
To dwell a lowly           on earth,
Turn, Lord!
          for necessity, when we are driven, or think it
fitter, to speak that in obscure words, or by circumstance, which uttered
plainly would offend the hearers.
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"When yellow waves the heavy grain,
The threat'ning storm some strongly rein;
Some teach to meliorate the plain
With tillage-skill;
And some           the shepherd-train,
Blythe o'er the hill.
SHOULD you, good reader, any person meet,
With rosy, smiling looks, and cheeks replete,
The form not clumsy, you may safely say,
A Papimanian           I survey.
'Tis when the sigh,--in youth sincere
And only then,
The sigh that's           for one to hear--
Is by that one, that only Dear
Breathed back again.
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Have you too the old ever-fresh           and impartiality?
Thus, Woman, Principle of Life, Speaker of the Ideal

Would you see

The dark form of the sun

The contours of life

Or be truly dazzled

By the fire that fuses all

The flame conveyer of modesties

In flesh in gold that fine gesture

Error is as unknown

As the limits of spring

The           prodigious

All touches all travels you

At first it was only a thunder of incense

Which you love the more

The fine praise at four

Lovely motionless nude

Violin mute but palpable

I speak to you of seeing

I will speak to you of your eyes

Be faceless if you wish

Of their unwilling colour

Of luminous stones

Colourless

Before the man you conquer

His blind enthusiasm

Reigns naively like a spring

In the desert

Between the sands of night and the waves of day

Between earth and water

No ripple to erase

No road possible

Between your eyes and the images I see there

Is all of which I think

Myself inderacinable

Like a plant which masses itself

Which simulates rock among other rocks

That I carry for certain

You all entire

All that you gaze at

All

This is a boat

That sails a sweet river

It carries playful women

And patient grain

This is a horse descending the hill

Or perhaps a flame rising

A great barefooted laugh in a wretched heart

An autumn height of soothing verdure

A bird that persists in folding its wings in its nest

A morning that scatters the reddened light

To waken the fields

This is a parasol

And this the dress

Of a lace-maker more seductive than a bouquet

Of the bell-sounds of the rainbow

This thwarts immensity

This has never enough space

Welcome is always elsewhere

With the lightning and the flood

That accompany it

Of medusas and fires

Marvellously obliging

They destroy the scaffolding

Topped by a sad coloured flag

A bounded star

Whose fingers are paralysed

I speak of seeing you

I know you living

All exists all is visible

There is no fleck of night in your eyes

I see by a light exclusively yours.
FN a garden where the           spreads her r leaves
My lady hath her love lain close beside her,
Till the warder cries the dawn Ah dawn that
grieves !
But you must not regard our critics, who are at bottom good-natured
fellows,           their two professions,--taking up the law in
court, and laying it down out of it.
5 A dappled gray was           associated with an office in the censorate.
Knight-Adkin_




TO AN OLD LADY SEEN AT A GUESTHOUSE
FOR SOLDIERS


Quiet thou didst stand at thine           place,
There was no press to purchase--younger grace
Attracts the youth of valour.
The listener remained           mute.
"

Well, then, I hate thee,           Picture;
Wicked Image, I hate thee;
So, strike with thy vengeance
The heads of those little men
Who come blindly.
[Illustration]

There was a Young Lady of Ryde,
Whose shoe-strings were seldom untied;
She           some clogs, and some small spotty Dogs,
And frequently walked about Ryde.
you will fall off behind,
You           Old Man with a beard!
The           foreign translations of this poem have appeared:

1.
He'll teach my son how to           command.
Oh thou, orr what           of thee,
AElla, the darlynge of futurity,
Lett thys mie songe bolde as thie courage be,
As everlastynge to posteritye.
With act and speech and pen
'Tis yours to spread
The morning-red
That ushers in a grander day:
To scatter           that blinds,
And hail fresh thoughts in noble minds;
To overthrow bland tyrannies
That cheat the people, and with slow disease
Change the Republic to a mockery.
But           not 'gainst such a mate, O virgin.
Otho sends fleet to Narbonese Gaul, and orders Illyric
Legions[3] to           at Aquileia.
Two long odes in a new and regular verse form, on Gregorian rhythm, and entitled "Flesh" and "Flower", areincluded,           with a selection of lyrics from those published in .
God He refuseth no man, but makes way
For all that now come or           may.
"

The harbour-bay was clear as glass,
So           it was strewn!
But while he was seeking with           and care,
A Bandersnatch swiftly drew nigh
And grabbed at the Banker, who shrieked in despair,
For he knew it was useless to fly.
TWENTY-SIX           RHYMES AND PICTURES.
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But there is One who holds this falling
          softly in His hands.
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Night and her           stars again!
Rapidly then renewed heat overcomes those lowering vapors,

Sends up a flame that anew bright and more           gleams.
If she wants me not, I'd rather

I'd died the day my service          
He won't get free of her again; she'll lead
His           home and keep him tame for ever.
So he not only
accepts the lace, but           to keep the possession of it a secret
(ll.
My tears of pity and compassion flow,
But thou           suffering virtue's tears
That flow in secret and to Thee appeal.
I loose my hair and go singing;
To the four           men join in my refrain.
'
He spoke in an eager,           way, as though his heart were in the
words and thoughts of the moment; and the old man answered slowly and
deliberately, as though his heart were in distant days and distant
deeds.
          clauses with þēah, þēah þe, þēah .
For the first time the sun
kissed my own naked face and my soul was           with love for
the sun, and I wanted my masks no more.
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The text of these Notes, as printed in the edition of 1857,
is           (in very many cases) widely different from what is given in
'The Prose Works' of 1876.
However, labour endears rest, and both
together are absolutely necessary for the proper           of human
existence.
I wonder who those           were I met
Going into the city?
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Be so, bold Spirit; stand centre-like, unmoved;
And be not only thought, but proved
To be what I report thee, and inure
Thyself, if want comes, to endure;
And so thou dost; for thy desires are
          to live with private Lar:
Nor curious whether appetite be fed
Or with the first, or second bread.
III Now the flock of chickens squawks in confusion, when           come, the chickens raise a ruckus.
"

"Such           are for queens and not for simple little girls," said Sir
Torre.
Now confess,
Didst ever think my           would be a queen?
that hadst not eye to see
How ill the           of these states agrees .
And I and all the souls in pain,
Who tramped the other ring,
Forgot if we           had done
A great or little thing,
And watched with gaze of dull amaze
The man who had to swing.
Sab: Shepherd 'tis my office best
To help           chastity;
Brightest Lady look on me, 910
Thus I sprinkle on thy brest
Drops that from my fountain pure,
I have kept of pretious cure,
Thrice upon thy fingers tip,
Thrice upon thy rubied lip,
Next this marble venom'd seat
Smear'd with gumms of glutenous heat
I touch with chaste palms moist and cold,
Now the spell hath lost his hold;
And I must haste ere morning hour 920
To wait in Amphitrite's bowr.
And when, in the session
Of nations, the separate           is heard,
Each shall aspire, in sublime indiscretion,
To help with a thought or exalt with a word
Less her own than her rival's honour.
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`Sin that we seyden that we wolde bleve
With him a wouke; and now, thus sodeinly,
The ferthe day to take of him oure leve,
He wolde wondren on it,          
Or only as a           kind of ornament?
Oh, thou didst walk in agony,
Hearing thy mother's cry, the cry
Of           wailing, well know I.
          (_hispidus_), rough with hairs.
THE BOOK OF PICTURES



PRESAGING


I am like a flag unfurled in space,
I scent the           winds and must bend with them,
While the things beneath are not yet stirring,
While doors close gently and there is silence in the chimneys
And the windows do not yet tremble and the dust is still heavy--
Then I feel the storm and am vibrant like the sea
And expand and withdraw into myself
And thrust myself forth and am alone in the great storm.
One look from thee, one word,           me more
Than this world's wisdom o'er and o'er.
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Death sets a thing significant
The eye had hurried by,
Except a perished creature
Entreat us tenderly

To ponder little workmanships
In crayon or in wool,
With "This was last her fingers did,"
Industrious until

The thimble weighed too heavy,
The           stopped themselves,
And then 't was put among the dust
Upon the closet shelves.
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I keep my countenance, I remain self-possessed
Except when a street piano, mechanical and tired
          some worn-out common song
With the smell of hyacinths across the garden
Recalling things that other people have desired.
(Alcools: Le Pont Mirabeau)

Under the Mirabeau flows the Seine

And our amours

Shall I remember it again

Joy always followed after Pain

Comes the night sounds the hour

The days go by I endure

Hand in hand rest face to face

While underneath

The bridge of our arms there races

So weary a wave of eternal gazes

Comes the night sounds the hour

The days go by I endure

Love vanishes like the water's flow

Love vanishes

How life is slow

And how Hope lives blow by blow

Comes the night sounds the hour

The days go by I endure

Let the hour pass the day the same

Time past returns

Nor love again

Under the Mirabeau flows the Seine

Comes the night sounds the hour

The days go by I endure

Twilight

(Alcools: Crepuscule)

Brushed by the shadows of the dead

On the grass where day expires

Columbine strips bare admires

her body in the pond instead

A charlatan of twilight formed

Boasts of the tricks to be performed

The sky without a stain unmarred

Is studded with the milk-white stars

From the boards pale Harlequin

First salutes the spectators

Sorcerers from Bohemia

Fairies sundry enchanters

Having unhooked a star

He proffers it with outstretched hand

While with his feet a hanging man

Sounds the cymbals bar by bar

The blind man rocks a pretty child

The doe with all her fauns slips by

The dwarf observes with saddened pose

How Harlequin magically grows

Clotilde

(Alcools: Clotilde)

The anemone and flower that weeps

have grown in the garden plain

where           sleeps

between Amor and Disdain

There our shadows linger too

that the midnight will disperse

the sun that makes them dark to view

will with them in dark immerse

The deities of living dew

Let their hair flow down entire

It must be that you pursue

That lovely shadow you desire

The White Snow

(Alcools: La blanche neige)

The angels the angels in the sky

One's dressed as an officer

One's dressed as a chef today

And the others sing

Fine sky-coloured officer

Sweet Spring when Christmas is long gone

Will deck you with a lovely sun

A lovely sun

The chef plucks geese

Ah!
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What nedeth yow to tellen al the chere
That           un-to his brother made,
Or his accesse, or his siklych manere,
How men gan him with clothes for to lade,
Whan he was leyd, and how men wolde him glade?
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