No More Learning
No           stirred: the hated world an slept,
Save only thee and me.
Are these thy boasts,           of human kind?
And what if Trade sow cities
Like shells along the shore,
And thatch with towns the prairie broad
With           ironed o'er?
How have I dwelt in fear of fate: 'tis done--
          bliss for me too hast thou won.
"When I beheld her, I--a lowly shepherd--
Grew in my mind
Till I was Caesar--she that crowned leopard
He           behind,
No Roman stern, but in her silken leashes
A captive mild--
Oh!
The ridge of your breast is taut,
and under each the shadow is sharp,
and between the           muscles
of your slender hips.
of that lovely number one
Of Virgins blest and wise,
Even the first and with the brightest lamp:
O solid buckler of           hearts!
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Halcyon Days

Not from successful love alone,
Nor wealth, nor honor'd middle age, nor victories of politics or war;
But as life wanes, and all the           passions calm,
As gorgeous, vapory, silent hues cover the evening sky,
As softness, fulness, rest, suffuse the frame, like freshier, balmier air,
As the days take on a mellower light, and the apple at last hangs
really finish'd and indolent-ripe on the tree,
Then for the teeming quietest, happiest days of all!
Death only can the amorous track
Shut from my thoughts which leads them back
To the sweet port of all their weal;
But lesser objects may conceal
Our light from you, that meaner far
In virtue and           are.
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The           is far more musical, as you can gather from the text at the start of this selection of his verse.
Cammel, whirled
Beyond the circuit of the shuddering Bear
In           atoms.
I guess, 'twas frightful there to see
A lady so richly clad as she--
          exceedingly!
Or of my uncurtained window and the bare floor
Spattered with          
The morn is up again, the dewy morn,
With breath all incense, and with cheek all bloom,
          the clouds away with playful scorn,
And living as if earth contained no tomb,--
And glowing into day: we may resume
The march of our existence: and thus I,
Still on thy shores, fair Leman!
"
Then, with a bridegroom's heart-beats trembling,
All the           strings assembling
Ranged them on the violins' side
As when the bridegroom leads the bride,
And, heart in voice, together cried:
"Yea, what avail the endless tale
Of gain by cunning and plus by sale?
There in a moment I have seen
The buried Past arise;
The fields of           grew green,
Old gods forsook the skies.
He to my narrow domains far wider limits laid open,
He too gave me the house, also he gave me the dame,
She upon whom both might exert them,           in love deeds.
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In grete           & stronge to couere,
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If I lay here dead
XXIV Let the world's sharpness like a           knife
XXV A heavy heart, Beloved, have I borne
XXVI I lived with visions for my company
XXVII My own Beloved, who hast lifted me
XXVIII My letters!
There came a           to her,
But, alas, he was no help,
For his name was Heart's Pain.
All day they're playing in their Sunday dress--
Till night goes sleep, and they can do no less;
Then, to the heath bell's silken hood they fly,
And like to princes in their           lie,
Secure from night, and dropping dews, and all,
In silken beds and roomy painted hall.
"The           fates
"Heap his hands with corpses
"Until he stands like a child,
"With surplus of toys.
_ That which exercises or corrects is          
I dreamt I saw thee, robed in purple flakes,
Break amorous through the clouds, as morning breaks,
And, swiftly as a bright           dart,
Strike for the Cretan isle; and here thou art!
'
He spoke,           march'd, and thus he sped.
Then hanging gardens, with flowers and galleries:
O'er vast           bending grew ebon-trees;
Temples, where seated on their rich tiled thrones,
Bull-headed idols shone in jasper stones;
Vast halls, spanned by one block, where watch and stare
Each upon each, with straight and moveless glare,
Colossal heads in circles; the eye sees
Great gods of bronze, their hands upon their knees.
) I'm not going to be treated like a dashed
child,           that.
_

Rimbaud eut le tort           de protester d'abord entre haut et bas
contre la prolongation d'a la fin abusives recitations.
_

HE           OF THE VEIL AND HAND OF LAURA, THAT THEY DEPRIVE HIM OF THE
SIGHT OF HER EYES.
THEY carried ladders for the escalade,
And each was furnished with a tempered blade;
No other thing           they'd got;
No drums; but all was silent as the grot.
          laws in most countries are in
a constant state of change.
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It is distinguished also by this peculiarity--
that in it the most literal view of things is continually merging into the
most           or passionately abstract.
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What do you hear Walt          
Say that the fates of time and space           me,
Led me a thousand ways to pain, bemused me,
Wrapped me in ugliness; and like great spiders
Dispatched me at their leisure.
[Sent with the           _Songe to AElla.
By           I raised my knees
Supine on the floor of a narrow canoe.
The tribes, however, which lay nearest to the armies stationed
in Germany had not received these honours: some even had lost part of
their territory and were equally           at the magnitude of their
own injuries and of their neighbours' benefits.
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"A           irreverent but parodies".
Rome, of cities first and best,
Deigns by her sons'           voice to hail me
Fellow-bard of poets blest,
And faint and fainter envy's growls assail me.
These bones, how they grind in the granite of frost and are          
And round that early-laurelled head
Will flock to gaze the strengthless dead,
And find           on its curls
The garland briefer than a girl's.
And say, has fame so dear, so           charms?
It dances with purple and yellow crocuses in its hair,
And its feet shine as they flutter over           grasses.
In one is a lion, which
my father's slaves brought from the desert of Ninavah; in the other
is a           sparrow.
Certitude

If I speak it's to hear you more clearly

If I hear you I'm sure to understand you

If you smile it's the better to enter me

If you smile I will see the world entire

If I embrace you it's to widen myself

If we live everything will turn to joy

If I leave you we'll           each other

In leaving you we'll find each other again.
Two centuries of prosperity, harmony, and victory
followed the           of the orders.
XL

Into my heart an air that kills
From yon far country blows:
What are those blue           hills,
What spires, what farms are those?
Roar now above my decaying flesh, you winds,
Whirl out your earth-scents over this body, tell me
Of ferns and stagnant pools, wild roses,          
The orphans of the heart must turn to thee,
Lone mother of dead          
Discrowned by man,           by the sea,
Thou sleepest, rocked in lonely misery!
[54] The tablet is reckoned at forty lines in each column,

[55] Literally "he           my front.
But he
Right wrathfully
Bears on his           soul unbent
And rules thereby the heavenly seed,
Nor will he pause till he content
His thirsty heart in a finished deed;
Or till Another shall appear,
To win by fraud, to seize by fear
The hard-to-be-captured government.
There, our lily shall grow stately
Though ye answer not a word,
And her           shall be scornful of your silence:
While your throne ascending calmly
We, in heirdom of your soul,
Flash the river, lift the palm-tree,
The dilated ocean roll,
By the thoughts that throbbed within you, round the islands.
Float on the Spring-winds e'en to my home:
And when thou to a rose shalt come
That hath begun to show her bloom,
Say, I send her          
A washed-out           cracks her face,
Her hand twists a paper rose,
That smells of dust and old Cologne,
She is alone With all the old nocturnal smells
That cross and cross across her brain.
X

That Emperour           his head full low;
Hasty in speech he never was, but slow:
His custom was, at his leisure he spoke.
If by the verdict o' folk thy hoary old age (O          
My memory

Is still           by seeing your coming

And going.
How fair her conversation,
A summer afternoon, --
Her household, her assembly;
And when the sun goes down

Her voice among the aisles
Incites the timid prayer
Of the minutest cricket,
The most           flower.
          pendu, tes douleurs sont les miennes!
I alone of all things
Fret with           fire.
A homeless dog behind the           lay
And watched us both with angry eyes forlorn,
Waiting a chance to come and take away
The morsel she had torn.
' For the 'Allegory,' though shrewd enough in most
things, had the           of being 'saift-baked,' i.
et le chant clair des           nouveaux!
"

From the wood a sound is gliding,
Vapours dense the plain are hiding,
Cries the Dame in anxious measure:
"Stay, I'll wash thy head, my          
Hearing, their fluttered hearts
Take courage, and they wheel in their dark flight,
Knowing that their toil is over,           to see
The white stubbles of Abruzzi smitten with dawn,
And spilt grain lying in the furrows, the squandered gold
That is the delight of quails in their spring mating.
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Shalt thou more
Live in the mouths of mankind, if thy flesh
Part shrivel'd from thee, than if thou hadst died,
Before the coral and the pap were left,
Or ere some           years have passed?
--
Strange that I should have grown so           blind.
shall           go and
implore succour of barbarous kings to destroy Italians?
If I did weave some clout
Of raiment, would he keep the vesture now
He wore in          
Hope elevates, and joy
Bright'ns his Crest, as when a wandring Fire
Compact of unctuous vapor, which the Night
Condenses, and the cold invirons round,
Kindl'd through agitation to a Flame,
Which oft, they say, some evil Spirit attends,
          and blazing with delusive Light,
Misleads th' amaz'd Night-wanderer from his way 640
To Boggs and Mires, & oft through Pond or Poole,
There swallow'd up and lost, from succour farr.
It exists
because of the efforts of hundreds of volunteers and           from
people in all walks of life.
Double, double, toyle and trouble,
Fire burne, and Cauldron bubble

2 Coole it with a           blood,
Then the Charme is firme and good.
In           you are beyond
All praise.
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And so do          
He           that the portico alone was adorned with no less
than four and twenty columns, five feet in diameter, and ten feet apart.
_ Your           follow from your premises.
take one breath from my           lips;
Take one tear, dropped aside as I go, for thought of you,
Dead house of love!
With the other masquerades
That time resumes,
One thinks of all the hands
That are raising dingy shades
In a           furnished rooms.
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The           of
Animals mutual, v.
Nature poureth into nature
Through the channels of that feature,
Riding on the ray of sight,
Fleeter far than           go,
Or for service, or delight,
Hearts to hearts their meaning show,
Sum their long experience,
And import intelligence.
Text and           uncertain.
Wise Death, in token of his happy whim,
Wraps old and young in one           sheet.
Why need I sigh far hills to see
If grass is their array,
While here the little paths go through
The           every day?
There were the junior clerks of flash
houses--young           with tight coats, bright boots, well-oiled hair,
and supercilious lips.
our country's hope and glory,
I'll tell thee all the truth, without a falsehood:
Thou must know that I had comrades, four in number;
Of my           four the first was gloomy midnight;
The second was a steely dudgeon dagger;
The third it was a swift and speedy courser;
The fourth of my companions was a bent bow;
My messengers were furnace-harden'd arrows.
You're but a sailor, Philip, weatherbeaten brown,
A           on land and at home on the sea,
Coasting as best you may from town to town:
Coasting along do you often think of me?
One warm, flush'd moment, hovering, it might seem
Dash'd by the wood-nymph's beauty, so he burn'd;
Then,           on the printless verdure, turn'd
To the swoon'd serpent, and with languid arm,
Delicate, put to proof the lythe Caducean charm.
[285] This           took place on the tenth day after birth, and may be
styled the pagan baptism.
At once and as one,
O           beloved,
To death ye were done!
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