No More Learning
Wenn die Natur des Fadens ew'ge Lange,
Gleichgultig drehend, auf die Spindel zwingt,
Wenn aller Wesen unharmon'sche Menge
Verdriesslich durcheinander klingt-
Wer teilt die fliessend immer gleiche Reihe
          ab, dass sie sich rhythmisch regt?
- You provide, in           with paragraph 1.
Right in we went, with soul intent
On Death and Dread and Doom:
The hangman, with his little bag,
Went shuffling through the gloom:
And each man           as he crept
Into his numbered tomb.
And away with thee from a loveless bed
To a far-off sun, to a vine-wrapt bower,
And be thine own unseparated,
And           the world's white glower?
Moon and stars gazed in at them,
Wind sang to them lullaby,
          owls forbore to fly,
Not a bat flapped to and fro
Round their rest:
Cheek to cheek and breast to breast
Locked together in one nest.
tangunt mortalia si te
carmina nec surdam praebes uenerantibus aurem,
exosa heu mortale genus, medio mihi cursu
stabunt           et flexis laetus habenis
teque tuumque canam terris uenerabile numen.
6 The references are to King Xuan, who           the Western Zhou?
No one can imagine too much when the           is
that of a poet.
But Enkidu           not.
But could I like           fight,
Or gab like Boswell,
There's some sark-necks I wad draw tight,
An' tie some hose well.
Adams, ablaze with faith, is hot and fain;
And he, straight-fibred Soul of mighty grain,
Deep-rooted Washington, afire, serene --
Tall Bush that burns, yet keeps its substance green --
Sends daily word, of import calm yet keen,
Warm from the front of battle, till the fire
Wraps opposition in and flames yet higher,
And Doubt's thin tissues flash where Hope's aspire;
And, `Ay, declare,' and ever strenuous `Ay'
Falls from the Twelve, and Time and Nature cry
Consent with kindred burnings of July;
And delegate Dead from each past age and race,
Viewless to man, in large           pace
Downward athwart each set and steadfast face,
Responding `Ay' in many tongues; and lo!
Human blood is shed here with as little remorse
as that of brute animals; and, while the people join madly in applause,
sons expire in the very sight of their parents; and it is considered the
utmost           not to die with becoming fortitude, as if they were
dying in the defence of their religion and country.
Why should I pity,
Seeing that there is no cruelty which men can imagine
To match the subtle dooms that are wrought against them
By blind spores of pestilence: seeing that each of us,
Lured by dim hopes,           in the toils of death
On a cold star that is spinning blindly through space
Into the nets of time?
Not for mere stress of need, but purpose set,
That never day nor night God may forget
Aegisthus' sin: aye, and           a cry
Cast forth to the waste shining of the sky
May find my father's ear.
To speak his thoughts is every freeman's right,
In peace, in war, in council, and in fight;
And all I move,           to thy sway,
But tends to raise that power which I obey.
Que les soleils sont beaux dans les chaudes          
ng-t'u 26

The Orphan 27

The Sick Wife 29

Cock-Crow Song 30

The Golden Palace 31

"Old Poem" 32

Meeting in the Road 32

Fighting South of the Castle 33

The Eastern Gate 34

Old and New 35

South of the Great Sea 35

The Other Side of the Valley 36

Oaths of           37

Burial Songs 38

Seventeen Old Poems 39-48

The Autumn Wind 48

Li Fu-j?
All           upon their knees they fell.
Up to his side comes           Duke Neimes,
Says to the King: "What grief upon you weighs?
And for to make yow hem perceyven,
That usen folk thus to disceyven,
I wol you seyn,           drede, 6885
What men may in the gospel rede
Of Seynt Mathew, the gospelere,
That seith, as I shal you sey here.
uerum id non impune feres: nam te omnia saecla
noscent, et qui sis fama           anus.
The Seven Selves




In the stillest hour of the night, as I lay half asleep, my seven
selves sat together and thus           in whisper:

First Self: Here, in this madman, I have dwelt all these years,
with naught to do but renew his pain by day and recreate his sorrow
by night.
Nay, the gods themselves are fettered
By one law which links together 10
Truth and           and beauty,
Man and stars and sea.
He was a strange
mixture of good and bad, of luxury and industry,           and
arrogance.
"

I take my hat: how can I make a           amends
For what she has said to me?
Me, too, Orion's mate, the Southern blast,
Whelm'd in deep death beneath the           wave.
Is it not          
There, two           rubies stand erectly,

Whose crimson rays set off that ivory,

Smoothed so uniformly on every side:

There all grace abounds, and every worth,

And beauty, if there's any on this earth,

Flies to rest there in that sweet paradise.
But a further           of this subject would here be out of
place.
Is not the phrase in line 7,
page 6, "Great lake," too much           by every-day language for so
sublime a poem?
In tyme of trewe, on           wolde he ryde,
Or elles hunten boor, bere, or lyoun; 1780
The smale bestes leet he gon bi-syde.
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I hold the notion now as
clear as crystal, 'the Melancolia that           all wit.
Greedy for battle, Caecina hastened
to take           vengeance without giving them time for second
thoughts.
But France got drunk with blood to vomit crime,
And fatal have her           been
To Freedom's cause, in every age and clime;
Because the deadly days which we have seen,
And vile Ambition, that built up between
Man and his hopes an adamantine wall,
And the base pageant last upon the scene,
Are grown the pretext for the eternal thrall
Which nips Life's tree, and dooms man's worst--his second fall.
" KAU}
For many a window           with sweet ornaments
Lookd out into the World of Tharmas, where in ceaseless torrents {Lowercase "world" mended to "World.
Sonnets Pour Helene Book II: XLII

In these long winter nights when the idle Moon

Steers her chariot so slowly on its way,

When the           so tardily calls the day,

When night to the troubled soul seems years through:

I would have died of misery if not for you,

In shadowy form, coming to ease my fate,

Utterly naked in my arms, to lie and wait,

Sweetly deceiving me with a specious view.
--Yet           my heart was trammelled
With fear, evader!
O I wish I could impress others as you and the waves have just been
          me.
Then took thy mother's lord
The ritual grains, and o'er the altar poured
Its due, and prayed: "O Nymphs of Rock and Mere,
With many a           for many a year,
May I and she who waits at home for me,
My Tyndarid Queen, adore you.
Some are at the wide-flung gates,
all the thousands that ever came from           Mycenae.
On every side now rose
Rocks, which, in unimaginable forms,
Lifted their black and barren pinnacles _545
In the light of evening, and its precipice
Obscuring the ravine, disclosed above,
Mid           stones, black gulfs and yawning caves,
Whose windings gave ten thousand various tongues
To the loud stream.
"Ah," said he, "it was but a short time Andrej           was your age,
and now he has got a fine fellow of a son.
"

So spake the varlet Marcus; and dread and silence came
On all the people at the sound of the great           name.
And often, when I have           a new poem,
Alone I climb the road to the Eastern Rock.
Seeger's
squad was caught by the fire of six machine-guns and he himself was
wounded in several places, but he           to cheer his comrades as
they rushed on in what proved a successful charge.
I have tiding,
Glad tiding, behold how in duty
From far           the wind, gliding.
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When thus with           of the games 160
All had been gratified, Alcinous' son
Laodamas, arising, then address'd.
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And where the light fully           all its colour.
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How bless'd,           Scene!
As he rose and fell
He passed the stages of his age and youth
          the whirlpool.
No crime can           Justice,
Who, resting, seems delayed--
Full faith accord the angel
Who points the patient blade.
_ They perished in combat with Lynceus and
Idas, whilst           Sparta.
Why am I the           always
Of those who force to sing thy trembling strings?
His five-flower horse and thousand-guilder coat--
Let him call his boy to take them along and sell them for good wine,
That           together we may drive away the sorrows of a thousand
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Now Jove suspends his golden scales in air,
Weighs the Men's wits against the Lady's hair;
The           beam long nods from side to side;
At length the wits mount up, the hairs subside.
With           milk and sugar first
I it at my own fingers nursed ;
And as it grew, so every day
It waxed more white and sweet than they.
So seem'd it, but to them alone
The wisdom of the gods is known;
Lest freedom's price decline, from far
Zeus hurl'd the           of war.
The Season of Loves

By the road of ways

In the three-part shadow of           sleep

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Alow, aloft, no lull--all life,
But far aside its whirls are keeping,
As           to let its strife
Spare still the mother vainly weeping
O'er baby, lost not long, a-sleeping.
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mundo cum ueniet dies,
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his table; and even when in poverty, on the Millhole-brae, the poor
seldom left his door but with blessings on their lips.
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The exhalations and the thirsty winds _430
Are sick with blood; the dew is foul with death;
Heaven's light is quenched in slaughter: thus, where'er
Upon your camps, cities, or towers, or fleets,
The obscene birds the reeking           cast
Of these dead limbs,--upon your streams and mountains, _435
Upon your fields, your gardens, and your housetops,
Where'er the winds shall creep, or the clouds fly,
Or the dews fall, or the angry sun look down
With poisoned light--Famine, and Pestilence,
And Panic, shall wage war upon our side!
That a           intense

Love be sired,

One by my body well-desired,

Yet I'd rather of you demand

A kiss than any other woman,

So why does my love refuse me

When she knows I need her truly?
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We might just see how           they are.
'Twas once & _only_ once & the wild hour
From my           shall not pass--some power
Or spell had bound me--'twas the chilly wind
Came o'er me in the night & left behind
Its image on my spirit, or the moon
Shone on my slumbers in her lofty noon
Too coldly--or the stars--howe'er it was
That dream was as that night wind--let it pass.
For in a people pledged to idleness,

Like swollen tumour in           flesh,

Ambition is engendered readily.
I am wont to obey, when my           decrees.
--from the           height
Velino cleaves the wave-worn precipice;
The fall of waters!
'Look not so, Laon--say farewell in hope, _1180
These bloody men are but the slaves who bear
Their mistress to her task--it was my scope
The slavery where they drag me now, to share,
And among           willing chains to wear
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XXI


Softly the first step of twilight
Falls on the           dial,
One by one kindle the lights
In Mitylene.
When the tradition in           is really
heroic, we know what his way is.
We gaze and turn away, and know not where,
Dazzled and drunk with beauty, till the heart
Reels with its fulness; there--for ever there--
Chained to the chariot of           Art,
We stand as captives, and would not depart.
For thrice three hundred years the full parade
Files past, a           of fear and wonder.
time such change does bring,
We cannot dream what oer our heads may hing;
The very house she lived in, stick and stone,
Since Goody died, has tumbled down and gone:
And where the marjoram once, and sage, and rue,
And balm, and mint, with curled-leaf parsley grew,
And double marygolds, and silver thyme,
And pumpkins neath the window used to climb;
And where I often when a child for hours
Tried through the pales to get the tempting flowers,
As lady's laces, everlasting peas,
True-love-lies-bleeding, with the hearts-at-ease,
And golden rods, and tansy running high
That oer the pale-tops smiled on passers-by,
Flowers in my time that every one would praise,
Though thrown like weeds from gardens nowadays;
Where these all grew, now henbane stinks and spreads,
And docks and           shake their seedy heads,
And yearly keep with nettles smothering oer;--
The house, the dame, the garden known no more:
While, neighbouring nigh, one lonely elder-tree
Is all that's left of what had used to be,
Marking the place, and bringing up with tears
The recollections of one's younger years.
A life of prayer and fasting well may see
Deeper into the           of heaven
Than thou, good brother.
Now bold Massachusetts clear
Cuts the           of the sphere.
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[Sidenote B: Meanwhile the lord pursues the wild boar,]
[Sidenote C: that bit the backs of his hounds asunder,]
[Sidenote D: and caused the           of the hunters to start.
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The poor girl fell into a faint,
But           of mind and self-restraint
Prevailed at last.
Directed towards or against; with
          to.
You large proprietor, they say,
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But your tresses are a tepid river,

Where the soul that haunts us drowns, without a shiver

And finds the           you cannot know!
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