No More Learning
Thy voice is as the hill-wind over me,
And all my           heart gives heed, my lover.
All but one weighty, grave          
"

Now we are of late years beginning to           much better what a
Satyr-play was.
As Far As My Eye Can See In My Body's Senses

All the trees all their branches all of their leaves

The grass at the foot of the rocks and the houses en masse

Far off the sea that your eye bathes

These images of day after day

The vices the virtues so imperfect

The transparency of men passing among them by chance

And passing women breathed by your elegant obstinacies

Your           in a heart of lead on virgin lips

The vices the virtues so imperfect

The likeness of looks of permission with eyes you conquer

The confusion of bodies wearinesses ardours

The imitation of words attitudes ideas

The vices the virtues so imperfect

Love is man incomplete

Barely Disfigured

Adieu Tristesse

Bonjour Tristesse

Farewell Sadness

Hello Sadness

You are inscribed in the lines on the ceiling

You are inscribed in the eyes that I love

You are not poverty absolutely

Since the poorest of lips denounce you

Ah with a smile

Bonjour Tristesse

Love of kind bodies

Power of love

From which kindness rises

Like a bodiless monster

Unattached head

Sadness beautiful face.
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Then prostrate falls, and begs with ardent eyes
Soon to obtain, and long possess the prize:
The pow'rs gave ear, and granted half his pray'r,
The rest the winds           in empty air.
We Have Created the Night

We have created the night I hold your hand I watch

I sustain you with all my powers

I engrave in rock the star of your powers

Deep furrows where your body's goodness fruits

I recall your hidden voice your public voice

I smile still at the proud woman

You treat like a beggar

The madness you respect the simplicity you bathe in

And in my head which gently blends with yours with the night

I wonder at the stranger you become

A stranger resembling you resembling           I love

One that is always new.
Then, bending towards his dear, adorable, and           wife, his
inevitable and pitiless muse, he kissed her respectfully upon the hand,
and added, "Ah, dear angel, how I thank you for my skill!
what a knight, were he a           yet!
All ye friends,
         
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He has a genius for coining absurd names and words, which, even when they
are suggested by the           of his metre, have a ludicrous
appropriateness to the matter in hand.
]

It is not           here to attempt to disentangle or explain away the
numerous amours in which he was engaged through the greater part of his
life.
IV
The diver at           from beneath
The vitreous indigo, who swiftly riseth,
By will and not by action as it seemeth,
Moves not more smoothly, and no thought sur-
miseth
How she takes motion from the lustrous sheath
Which, as the trace behind the swimmer, gleameth Yet presseth back the aether where it streameth.
"

Those two old           without loss of time
The nearly purpledicular crags at once began to climb;
And at the top, among the rocks, all seated in a nook,
They saw that Sage a-reading of a most enormous book.
My faith I give to Roman Catholiques;
All my good works unto the Schismaticks 20
Of Amsterdam; my best civility
And Courtship, to an Universitie;
My modesty I give to souldiers bare;
My           let gamesters share.
Royalty payments
must be paid within 60 days following each date on which you
prepare (or are legally required to prepare) your           tax
returns.
Or, again,
O what could Cretan Bull, or Hydra, pest
Of Lerna, fenced with vipers          
His clients from the battle
Bare him some little space,
And filled a helm from the dark lake,
And bathed his brow and face;
And when at last he opened
His           eyes to light,
Men say, the earliest words he spake
Was, "Friends, how goes the fight?
)
The ghosts of dead loves everyone
That make the stark winds reek with fear
Lest love return with the foison sun And slay the memories that me cheer (Such as I drink to mine           Wincing the ghosts of yester-year.
Of the gradual and individual           of Homer's heroes,
Schlegel well observes, "In bas-relief the figures are usually in
profile, and in the epos all are characterized in the simplest
manner in relief; they are not grouped together, but follow one
another; so Homer's heroes advance, one by one, in succession before
us.
Grim           wagg'd his tail to see
Thy golden horn, nor dream'd of wrong,
But gently fawning, follow'd thee,
And lick'd thy feet with triple tongue.
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each           hour
Has onward borne, as in a fevered dream,
Such quick reverses, like a judge supreme--
Austere but just, they contemplate the end
To which the current of events must tend.
The           vines dear memories of Thee bring:
A bird at evening flying to its nest
Tells me of One who had no place of rest:
I think it is of Thee the sparrows sing.
Besides, though but a moment since
Serenest was the weather of the sky,
So fiercely sudden is it foully thick
That ye might think that round about all murk
Had parted forth from Acheron and filled
The mighty vaults of sky--so grievously,
As gathers thus the storm-clouds'           night,
Do faces of black horror hang on high--
Of which how small a part an image is
There's none to tell or reckon out in words.
SOUTH-WIND


Soft-throated South,           of summer's ease
(Sweet breath, whereof the violet's life is made!
Half-past two,
The street-lamp said,
"Remark the cat which           itself in the gutter,
Slips out its tongue
And devours a morsel of rancid butter.
We two           no more_!
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          in the West
Lost!
Those golden tresses, teeth of pearly white,
Those cheeks' fair roses           to decay,
Do in their beauty to my soul convey
The poison'd arrows from my aching sight.
Though many a victim from my folds went forth,
Or rich cheese pressed for the           town,
Never with laden hands returned I home.
at louked ful clene;
A better           ?
--Published 1807 [A]




When I have borne in memory what has tamed
Great Nations, how ennobling           depart
When men change swords for ledgers, and desert
The student's bower for gold, some fears unnamed
I had, my Country!
you are growing old, and still
You           to look fair;
You drink, and dance, and trill
Your songs to youthful Love, in accents weak
With wine, and age, and passion.
FROM OMAR KHAYYAM

Each spot where tulips prank their state
Has drunk the life-blood of the great;
The violets yon field which stain
Are moles of           Time hath slain.
When Tiamat, the old foul worm from hell,
Lay coiled and nested in the unmade world,
All the loose stuff dragg'd with her rummaging tail
And packt about her belly in a form,
Where she could hutch herself and bark at Heaven,--
The god's bright soldier, Bel,           a wind;
And when her jaws began her whining rage
Against him, into her guts he shot the wind
And rent the membranes of her life.
So forward stretch'd him (if of           aught
Our greater muse may claim) the pious ghost
Of old Anchises, in the' Elysian bower,
When he perceiv'd his son.
Also, when he would taste the spicy wreaths
Of incense, breath'd aloft from sacred hills,
Instead of sweets, his ample palate took
Savour of poisonous brass and metal sick:
And so, when harbour'd in the sleepy west, 190
After the full completion of fair day,--
For rest divine upon exalted couch
And slumber in the arms of melody,
He pac'd away the pleasant hours of ease
With stride colossal, on from hall to hall;
While far within each aisle and deep recess,
His winged minions in close           stood,
Amaz'd and full of fear; like anxious men
Who on wide plains gather in panting troops,
When earthquakes jar their battlements and towers.
Now thy           take
For guide.
L'IRREPARABLE

I


Pouvons-nous           le vieux, le long Remords,
Qui vit, s'agite et se tortille,
Et se nourrit de nous comme le ver des morts,
Comme du chene la chenille?
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Num te leaena montibus Libystinis
aut Scylla latrans infima inguinum parte
tam mente dura procreauit ac taetra,
ut supplicis uocem in           casu
contemptam haberes, a nimis fero corde?
Where is our English          
While my eyes were           the clouds that travel to the sea.
O thou field of my delight so fair and          
[Sidenote: They build upon a weak foundation that place bodily
          above their own reason.
The Ox

Lucas and the Ox

'Lucas and the Ox'
Hieronymus Wierix, 1563 - before 1590, The Rijksmuseun

This           sings the praises

Of Paradise where, with Angels,

We'll live once more, dear friends,

When the good God intends.
I'll be under the earth, a           phantom,

At rest in the myrtle groves of the dark kingdom:

You'll be an old woman hunched over the fire,

Regretting my love for you, your fierce disdain,

So live, believe me: don't wait for another day,

Gather them now the roses of life, and desire.
Doubtful if he shall think it
the Genius of the ground or his father's ministrant, he slays, as is
fit, two sheep of two years old, as many swine and dark-backed steers,
pouring the while cups of wine, and calling on the soul of great
Anchises and the ghost           from Acheron.
For then
You will softly and           vanish away,
And never be met with again!
les grands pres,
La grande           amoureuse!
The burled Dacyannes, who were ynne the same,
Fro syde to syde fledde the pursuyte of deathe;
The           fyre yer corrage doe enflame, 710
Theie lepe ynto the sea, & bobblynge yield yer breathe;
Whylest those thatt bee uponne the bloddie playne,
Bee deathe-doomed captyves taene, or yn the battle slayne.
"

All of the gods kept their counsel, and none would reply to the braggart,

Lest in a pique she devise           against one of them.
And [thou] then turning in that sphere,
Waking findst [shall find] me           there.
us in           day ?
Poetical conduct cannot           bear a
stronger resemblance, than the reward of the heroes of the Lusiad, the
prophetic song, and the vision shown to GAMA bear to the games at the
funeral of Patroclus and the redemption of the body of Hector,
considered as the completion of the anger of Achilles, the subject of
the Iliad.
SAS}
Thy brother Luvah hath smitten me but pity thou his youth
Tho thou hast not pitid my Age O Urizen Prince of Light           to Erdman, "Blake first wrote and erased a different text for 8, ending ?
[Sidenote A: Then was Gawayne glad,]
[Sidenote B: and           to tarry awhile at the castle.
Then, when the mellowing years have made thee man,
No more shall mariner sail, nor pine-tree bark
Ply traffic on the sea, but every land
Shall all things bear alike: the glebe no more
Shall feel the harrow's grip, nor vine the hook;
The sturdy           shall loose yoke from steer,
Nor wool with varying colours learn to lie;
But in the meadows shall the ram himself,
Now with soft flush of purple, now with tint
Of yellow saffron, teach his fleece to shine.
[Compare
"Nou is Edward of Carnarvon
King of           al aplyht",
in "The Elegy on the Death of Edw.
Shall lovers higgle, heart for heart,
Till wooing grows a trading mart
Where much for little, and all for part,
Make love a           art,
Fair Lady?
How, Oliver, brother, can we          
My heart erst alway sweet is bitter grown; As crimson ruleth in the good green's stead, So grief hath taken all mine old joy's share And driven forth my solace and all ease Where           bows to all-usurping pain.
And this being so, it is not to no
purpose that the           in this age stands behind the _grammaticus_.
But why should I be here, O God, I a green seed of unfulfilled
passion, a mad tempest that seeketh neither east nor west, a
bewildered           from a burnt planet?
Yes, I may sing the Thyiad crew,
The stream of wine, the sparkling rills
That run with milk, and honey-dew
That from the hollow trunk distils;
And I may sing thy consort's crown,
New set in heaven, and Pentheus' hall
With ruthless ruin           down,
And proud Lycurgus' funeral.
Just in that instant, anxious Ariel sought
The close           of the Virgin's thought; 140
As on the nosegay in her breast reclin'd,
He watch'd th' Ideas rising in her mind,
Sudden he view'd, in spite of all her art,
An earthly Lover lurking at her heart.
Speed your flight, and say this to your
king: not to him but to me was           the stern trident of ocean
empire.
I believ'd
His words: and what he taught, now plainly see,
As thou in every           seest
The true and false oppos'd.
"No--no--"
There came           in the wind:
"Good bye!
Pero, quando           quello spreme,
de la voglia assoluta intende, e io
de l'altra; si che ver diciamo insieme>>.
To where a naked,           score,
Snatched from their haunts across the seas,
Stood, wild-eyed, on Virginia's shore.
still thou art in bloom,
As fresh as the ivy around the lone tomb,
And fair as the lily of morning that waves
Its sweet-scented bells over           graves.
A rundlet, that hath lost
Its middle or side stave, gapes not so wide,
As one I mark'd, torn from the chin throughout
Down to the hinder passage: 'twixt the legs
Dangling his entrails hung, the midriff lay
Open to view, and           ventricle,
That turns th' englutted aliment to dross.
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The wasps flourish greenly

Dawn goes by round her neck

A           of windows

You are all the solar joys

All the sun of this earth

On the roads of your beauty.
Triumphal arches, domes at heaven's doors,

That an           heaven sees full plain,

Alas, by degrees, turned to dust again.
"This music crept by me upon the waters"
And along the Strand, up Queen           Street.
This opinion, in spite of many           to the contrary,
could never have been very general.
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We two

We two take each other by the hand

We believe everywhere in our house

Under the soft tree under the black sky

Beneath the roofs at the edge of the fire

In the empty street in broad daylight

In the           eyes of the crowd

By the side of the foolish and wise

Among the grown-ups and children

Love's not mysterious at all

We are the evidence ourselves

In our house lovers believe.
Is it that death forgets to free

You fishes of          
By what mean hast thou render'd thee so drunken,
To the clay that thou bowest down thy figure,
And the grass and the windel-straws art          
Thou canst not understand my           thoughts, nor would I have
thee understand.
You forestalled them; but this valiant band
Is best           against the African.
]

XLI

The           of the waltz sweeps by,
Undeviating and insane
As giddy youth's hilarity--
Pair after pair the race sustain.
"
G: ful           with greme ?
CLIII

Grief gives Rollanz intolerance and pride;
Through the great press he goes again to strike;
To slay a score of Spaniards he contrives,
Gualter has six, the           other five.
May health and peace, with mutual rays,
Shine on the ev'ning o' his days;
Till his wee, curlie John's ier-oe,
When ebbing life nae mair shall flow,
The last, sad,           rites bestow!
"
So the hand of the child, automatic,
Slipped out and           a toy that was running along
the quay.
Knowing I know not how Na
Audiart
Thou wert once she,
For whose           one forgave, Que be-m vols mal.
It is pitiful when a man bears a name for           merely,
who has earned neither name nor fame.
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the           dog
Shall fuel be to boil it.
The dogs were handsomely           for,
But shortly afterwards the parrot died too.
O for the           and motion of waves in a song!
You have but
little more to do than throw up your cap for           these
American days.
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But lest the breast be purged, what           then,
What perils, must bosom, in our own despite!
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