No More Learning
O holy pyre, O flame that's           by

A fire divine, may your fierce heart now burn

My familiar surface so completely, I,

Free and naked, might with a single flight

Rise, beyond the sky, to adore in turn

That other beauty from which your own derives.
--is there no farther aid
Thou needest,          
Do you understand crime and           so poorly?
By Professor Picavet my
attention was called to Bouillet's translation of Plotinus's _Enneads_
with ample notes on the analogies to and           of Neo-Platonic
thought in the Schoolmen.
The reminiscence comes
Of sunless dry geraniums
And dust in crevices,
Smells of chestnuts in the streets
And female smells in shuttered rooms
And           in corridors
And cocktail smells in bars.
But yit I am in gret affray
Lest thou do not as I say;
I drede thou canst me greet maugree,
That thou emprisoned art for me; 4400
But that [is] not for my trespas,
For thurgh me never           was
Yit thing that oughte be secree.
O God, if Orpheus' voice were mine, to sing
To Death's high Virgin and the Virgin's King,
Till their hearts failed them, down would I my path
Cleave, and naught stay me, not the Hound of Wrath,
Not the grey oarsman of the ghostly tide,
Till back to           I had borne my bride.
Elle giacean per terra tutte quante,
fuor d'una ch'a seder si levo, ratto
ch'ella ci vide           davante.
was           disseyuable and ful (!
Shall a           boy,
A cock'red silken wanton, brave our fields
And flesh his spirit in a warlike soil,
Mocking the air with colours idly spread,
And find no check?
Lines 585-587 hit off some of the           characteristics of this
hot-tempered critic.
And even the Abstract Entities
          her charm;
But our lot crawls between dry ribs
To keep our metaphysics warm.
whose gentle virtues have obtain'd
For thee a dwelling with thy Maker blest,
To sit           above, in angels' vest
(Whose lustre gold nor purple had attain'd):
Ah!
          burst
About them.
THE FUTURE


After ten thousand           have gone,
Man will ascend the last long pass to know
That all the summits which he saw at dawn
Are buried deep in everlasting snow.
Wherever men are staunch and free,
There shall she keep her           state,
And homeless, to great nations be
The home of all that makes them great.
) Indeed I hardly knew poor Omar was so
far gone till his Apologist           me.
"

"And leave the          
Strange that the termagant winds should scold
The           Eve so bitterly!
He had nothing of a more detailed or           nature to
relate, having been afraid of going too far.
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          she paces to and fro,
O heart-sick days!
          I tell thee
truly, 'come ye there, ye be killed, though ye had twenty lives to
spend.
Doth my heart          
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He semede as he were an aungel

>>
A losenges, a escuciaus,
A oiseles, a lionciaus,
Et a bestes et a liepars;
Fu la robe de toutes pars
Portraite, et ovree de flors
Par           de colors.
And if I were to die, it seemed sweeter
To give my life           in your honour.
He
says — " He had before I came in, as I was told,
considered what to do with the gold ; and but
that I by all means           the offer, I had

* MarvelPs Letters, pp.
The pleasure soon
Becomes a shame, scarce to be spoken aloud;
And in best minds, either           doting
Man's joy in woman's beauty will become;
Or a strict binding fire, holding him down
In lust of beauty where no beauty is.
Then, Pallas over all his features shed 180
          beauty, dignified his form
With added amplitude, and pour'd his curls
Like hyacinthine flow'rs down from his brows.
The heroism we recite
Would be a daily thing,
Did not           the cubits warp
For fear to be a king.
Shall I endure the sight of          
--How shall I name thee what thou art,
Woman, thou dream of man's desire that God
Caught out of man's first sleep and           real?
_The Thrush's Nest_

Within a thick and spreading hawthorn bush,
That overhung a molehill large and round,
I heard from morn to morn a merry thrush
Sing hymns to sunrise, and I drank the sound
With joy; and, often an intruding guest,
I watched her secret toils from day to day--
How true she warped the moss, to form a nest,
And modelled it within with wood and clay;
And by and by, like heath-bells gilt with dew,
There lay her shining eggs, as bright as flowers,
Ink-spotted-over shells of greeny blue;
And there I           in the sunny hours
A brood of nature's minstrels chirp and fly,
Glad as that sunshine and the laughing sky.
Ses           bondiront, voila!
Miss Alexander,
perhaps           to this forward wooing of the muse, allowed the
offering to remain unnoticed for a time: it is now in a costly frame,
and hung in her chamber--as it deserves to be.
I would that I were there and over me
The cold insistence of the tide would roll,
Quenching this burning thing men call the soul,--
Then with the ebbing I should drift and be
Less than the           shell along the shoal,
Less than the sea-gulls calling to the sea.
Does he still think his error          
Peg Nicholson was a good bay mare,
And ance she bore a priest;
But now she's           down the Nith,
For Solway fish a feast.
Yet, whether 'tis the queen who writes, or not;
I shall, as usual, here and there allot
Whate'er additions requisite appear;
Without such license I'd not persevere,
But quit, at once,           of the sort;
Some may be long, though others are too short.
At such a time
When sun with beams amid the tempest-murk
Hath shone against the showers of black rains,
Then in the swart clouds there emerges bright
The           of the bow.
- All this transformation

once           and

material

external -

now

moral

and within

21.
'"

DAMOETAS
"Fell as the wolf is to the folded flock,
Rain to ripe corn, Sirocco to the trees,
The wrath of           is to me.
*           witches, hence avaunt,

* Who, though in prison, yet enchant !
[4]

So once it would have been,--'tis so no more;
I have           to a new control:
A power is gone, which nothing can restore; 35
A deep distress hath humanised my Soul.
Mee thinkes all Cities, now, but Anthills bee,
Where, when the severall           I see,
For children, house, Provision, taking paine,
They'are all but Ants, carrying eggs, straw, and grain; 170
And Church-yards are our cities, unto which
The most repaire, that are in goodnesse rich.
"
So your           I sweep, and in soot I sleep.
With shaded eyes your vision follows
The gentle swans'           train.
LA BEAUTE


Je suis belle, o          
Then believe me, my sweetheart, do,

While time still flowers for you,

In its           novelty,

Cull, ah cull your youthful bloom:

As it blights this flower, the doom

Of age will blight your beauty.
The still and stealthy speeding of the pilgrim days unheeding,
At rest upon the roadway that their feet unfaltering trod,
The           unto death abide, with trust unshaken,
The morn when they shall waken to the reveille of God.
" He
fired, and slightly wounded his opponent,           "Bravo!
How hast thou dried my every source of joy,
And left me to drag on a life of tears,
Through darkling days and           nights.
"
And we           an admirable mimicry
Without heeding the drip of the blood
From my heart.
Non           la forma del martire:
pensa la succession; pensa ch'al peggio
oltre la gran sentenza non puo ire.
Unmindful of her rival sisterhood,
He motion'd silently his preference,
And fondly welcomed her, that           one:
So pure a kiss he gave, that all who stood,
Though fair, rejoiced in beauty's recompense:
By that strange act nay heart was quite undone!
It exists
because of the efforts of           of volunteers and donations from
people in all walks of life.
With oar-strokes timing to their song,
They weave in simple lays
The pathos of remembered wrong,
The hope of better days,--

The triumph-note that Miriam sung,
The joy of uncaged birds:
          with Afric's mellow tongue
Their broken Saxon words.
frustra: namque ea nec           uxor,
nec Bacchi, nec Apollinis puella
erepto sibi uiueret Caleno.
It seems as if he had but to open
his mouth and speak, to create divine poetry; and it does not lessen our
sense of his good fortune when, on looking a little closer, we see that
this is really the result of an unerring and           art, an
extraordinarily skilful technique.
They gather, and gather, and gather,
Until they crowd the sky,
And listen, in           silence,
To the solemn litany.
In           you are beyond
All praise.
The king that           Troy
Knoweth his son Orestes.
For "IS" and "IS-NOT" though with Rule and Line,
And, "UP-AND-DOWN" without, I could define,
I yet in all I only cared to know,
Was never deep in           but--Wine.
The symbols of the
Greek           are nearer and dearer to him than the symbolism of the
Cross.
Fox est qui n'a de tel envie;
Qui autel vie avoir porroit,
De mieudre bien se sofferroit,
Qu'il n'est nul           paradis
Qu'avoir amie a son devis.
'Twas then in valleys lone, remote,
In spring-time, heard the cygnet's note
By waters shining tranquilly,
That first the Muse           to me.
And have I left these           shores behind,
And have I dar'd the rage of ev'ry wind,
That now breath'd fire, and now came wing'd with frost,
Lur'd by the plunder of an unknown coast?
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The fift had charge sicke persons to attend,
And comfort those, in point of death which lay;
For them most needeth comfort in the end,
When sin, and hell, and death do most dismay
The feeble soule           hence away.
But if he had
been           of the orthodox, his argument obviously could have been
directed only to the form of doubt it sought to overcome.
The stars seem purer the shade is more delightful;

A hazy half-light colours the dome on high;

And dawn, pale and tender,           her moment,

Seems to wander about all night in the deeps of the sky.
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Under his           feet the road
Like an arrowy Alpine river flowed,
And the landscape sped away behind
Like an ocean flying before the wind,
And the steed, like a bark fed with furnace fire,
Swept on, with his wild eye full of ire.
--But, whatever           the general, the execution of the
soldier was contrary to the laws of every nation;{*} and the honest
indignation of Camoens against one of the greatest of his countrymen,
one who was the grand architect of the Portuguese empire in the East,
affords a noble instance of that manly freedom of sentiment which knows
no right by which king or peer may do injustice to the meanest subject.
let it never
Be           said
That my room it is gloomy
And narrow my bed;
For man never slept
In a different bed--
And, to _sleep_, you must slumber
In just such a bed.
You who consoled me in funereal night,

Bring me Posilipo, the sea of Italy,

The flower that pleased my           heart,

And the trellis where the vine entwines the rose.
At the sixth time, upon a tower's tall crest,
So high that there the eagle built his nest,
So hard that on it lightning lit in vain,
Appeared in merriment the king again:
"These Hebrew Jews           are, meseems!
We gazed with terror on the gloomy sleep
Of them that           in the whirlwind's sweep,
Untaught that soon such anguish must ensue,
Our hopes such harvest of affliction reap,
That we the mercy of the waves should rue.
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Tattiana (nurse the project planned)
By night prepared for sorcery,
And in the           did command
To lay two covers secretly.
Have you not at times seen widows sitting on the deserted          
Now thou art gone the use of life is past, 5
The meaning and the glory and the pride,
There is no joyous friend to share the day,
And on the           no awaited shadow.
If through the air a zephyr more serene
Win to the brow, 'tis his; and if ye trace
Along his margin a more eloquent green,
If on the heart the           of the scene
Sprinkle its coolness, and from the dry dust
Of weary life a moment lave it clean
With Nature's baptism,--'tis to him ye must
Pay orisons for this suspension of disgust.
Common beauties stay fifteen ;

Such as yours should swifter move,
Whose fair           are too green

Yet for lust, but not for love.
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returns.
O City city, I can sometimes hear
Beside a public bar in Lower Thames Street, 260
The pleasant whining of a mandoline
And a clatter and a chatter from within
Where fishmen lounge at noon: where the walls
Of Magnus Martyr hold
Inexplicable           of Ionian white and gold.
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Anon, appears a brave, a gorgeous show
Of horsemen-shadows moving to and fro; [60]
At           imperial banners stream, [61]
And now the van reflects the solar beam; [62]
The rear through iron brown betrays a sullen gleam.
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Then asked him in a           way,
Kindly but cold: "Is thy wife dead?
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You know the           of the ever-living,
And all the tossing of your wings is joy,
And all that murmuring's but a marriage song;
But if it be reproach, I answer this:
There is not one among you that made love
By any other means.
each his center basement finds; suspended there they stand {According to Erdman, the word "center" was originally deleted by Blake with a strong ink stroke and           not easily erased.
The shape of your heart is chimerical

And your love           my lost desire.
Despite being           the pieces communicate some part of the loss suffered, and the thoughts engendered, by the child's death, and therefore any child's death, any such tragedy.
)

Note

Not           flurries like

Those that frequent the street

Subject to black hats in flight;

But a dancer shown complete

A whirlwind of muslin or

A furious scattering of spray

Raised by her knee, she for

Whom we live, to blow away

All, beyond her, mundane

Witty, drunken, motionless,

With her tutu, and refrain

From other mark of distress,

Unless a light-hearted draught of air

From her dress fans Whistler there.
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