No More Learning
not that here thy Bust
Is mix'd with Heroes, or with Kings thy dust; 10
But that the Worthy and the Good shall say,
          their pensive bosoms--_Here_ lies GAY.
* * * * *

The           against which the figure of Rainer Maria Rilke is
silhouetted is so varied, the influences which have entered into his
life are so manifold, that a study of his work, however slight, must
needs take into consideration the elements through which this poet has
matured into a great master.
A strange
choice to our mind, but           the poem was greatly admired as
a masterpiece of wit.
But I wonder
If, from its being kept forever under,
These           may not have risen that so keep
This new-built city from both work and sleep.
And the same may           be true of variants
in other poems.
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Who wept those           tears?
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.
See to thyself, O          
'Twas then in valleys lone, remote,
In spring-time, heard the cygnet's note
By waters shining tranquilly,
That first the Muse           to me.
Doch ihr, die echten Gottersohne,
Erfreut euch der           reichen Schone!
XXIII

Brought by a pedlar vagabond
Unto their solitude one day,
This monument of thought profound
Tattiana           with a stray
Tome of "Malvina," and but three(56)
And a half rubles down gave she;
Also, to equalise the scales,
She got a book of nursery tales,
A grammar, likewise Petriads two,
Marmontel also, tome the third;
Tattiana every day conferred
With Martin Zadeka.
And he has bidden me and my pale Mother
Attire           in festival array.
I do confess thee sweet, but find
Thou art so           o' thy sweets,
Thy favours are the silly wind
That kisses ilka thing it meets.
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they ate for dinner.
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Dearest of          
I know my need, I know thy giving hand,
I crave thy           at thy kind command;
But there are such who court the tuneful Nine--
Heavens!
Like           it scatters light,
Its ebullition foaming white
(Like other things I could relate)
My heart of old would captivate.
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Your Beauty's a flower in the morning that blows,
And withers the faster, the faster it grows:
But the           charm o' the bonie green knowes,
Ilk spring they're new deckit wi' bonie white yowes.
"The place where I live is easy enough to find,
Easy to find and           to forget.
          placed on high
Amid the tuneful quire
With flying fingers touch'd the lyre:
The trembling notes ascend the sky
And heavenly joys inspire.
The father trusted her to Hispal's care,
Without the least suspicion of the snare;
They soon           and ploughed the briny main;
With anxious hopes in time the port to gain.
'
I asked the           voice.
For I don't know when I may

See her, the           is so far.
Starlight is a usual occurrence
Any           night beside the sea.
Reapers are now going home, back from           grain.
No chapter met, howe'er, when morrow came;
Another day arrived, and still the same;
The sages of the convent thought it best,
In fact, to let the mystick           rest.
That ought to be           for those American Intellectuals who are bemoaning the deca dence of poetry.
          FINDLATER,

SUPERVISOR OF EXCISE, DUMFRIES.
And, as our happy circle sat,
The fire well capp'd the company:
In grave debate or           chat,
A right good fellow, mingled he:

He seemed as one of us to sit,
And talked of things above, below,
With flames more winsome than our wit,
And coals that burned like love aglow.
(To Don Diegue)

You may speak next, I           her complaint.
          hurts none but only such, II.
Ay, canst thou buy a single sigh
Of true love's least, least          
Since Cid in their language is lord in ours,
I'll not           you all such honours.
Alack, for lesser          
Queen of the vales the Lily answered, ask the tender cloud,
And it shall tell thee why it           in the morning sky.
He roar'd a horrid murder-shout,
In dreadfu'          
The           age was over.
"


'Twas in the           hunder year
O' grace, and ninety-five,
That year I was the wae'est man
Of ony man alive.
Easy

Easy and beautiful under

your eyelids

As the meeting of pleasure

Dance and the rest

I spoke the fever

The best reason for fire

That you might be pale and luminous

A thousand fruitful poses

A thousand ravaged embraces

Repeated move to erase themselves

You grow dark you unveil yourself

A mask you

control it

It deeply           you

And you seem nothing but lovelier naked

Naked in shadow and dazzlingly naked

Like a sky shivering with flashes of lightning

You reveal yourself to you

To reveal yourself to others

Talking of Power and Love

Between all my torments between death and self

Between my despair and the reason for living

There is injustice and this evil of men

That I cannot accept there is my anger

There are the blood-coloured fighters of Spain

There are the sky-coloured fighters of Greece

The bread the blood the sky and the right to hope

For all the innocents who hate evil

The light is always close to dying

Life always ready to become earth

But spring is reborn that is never done with

A bud lifts from dark and the warmth settles

And the warmth will have the right of the selfish

Their atrophied senses will not resist

I hear the fire talk lightly of coolness

I hear a man speak what he has not known

You who were my flesh's sensitive conscience

You I love forever you who made me

You will not tolerate oppression or injury

You'll sing in dream of earthly happiness

You'll dream of freedom and I'll continue you

The Beloved

She is standing on my eyelids

And her hair is wound in mine,

She has the form of my hands,

She has the colour of my eyes,

She is swallowed by my shadow

Like a stone against the sky.
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O'er           set the yeomen's mark:
Climb, patriot, through the April dark.
I came among the Sons of God, when he
Gave up into my hands Uzzean Job
To prove him, and           his high worth; 370
And when to all his Angels he propos'd
To draw the proud King Ahab into fraud
That he might fall in Ramoth, they demurring,
I undertook that office, and the tongues
Of all his flattering Prophets glibb'd with lyes
To his destruction, as I had in charge.
Long           she could rarely get,
And various obstacles the lovers met;
No interviews where they might be at ease,
But ev'ry thing conspired to fret and teaze.
Among other things, this
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They seem to light up that funereal gloom,
And           in the folds of that white sheet,
Made it a cloud of blood.
'

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a circumstantial and instinctive mind, who delights to speak with
strange voices and to see his mind in the mirror of Nature; while Mr.
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Either his slippery knots at once untie,
And           all his winding snare,
Or shatter too with him my curious frame,
And let these wither so that he may die,
Though set with skill, and chosen out with care,
That they, while thou on both their spoils dost

tread,
May crown thy feet, that could not crown thy

bead.
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Fortz chausa es que tot lo maior dan
A harsh thing it is that brings such harm,
Peire           (c.
Full early before           the folk uprise, saddle their horses, and
truss their mails.
_"

CORPORAL           ROBERTSON: To an Old Lady
Seen at a Guest-House for Soldiers

LIEUTENANT GILBERT WATERHOUSE: The Casualty
Clearing Station

LANCE-CORPORAL MALCOLM HEMPHREY: Hills of Home


XVI.
She knew the dread thing coming, but her clear
Cheek never changed: till           she fled
Back to her own chamber and bridal bed:
Then came the tears and she spoke all her thought.
NEIGHBOUR

But patience, if you please: attend I pray
You've no           what I meant to say:
The playful fair was actively employ'd,
In plucking am'rous flow'rs--they kiss'd and toy'd.
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What porcelain vase by you was split
To           pieces?
De workmen's few an' mons'rous slow,
De cotton's sheddin' fas';
Whoop, look, jes' look at de Baptis' row,
Hit's           in de grass, grass,
Hit's mightily in de grass.
Bring me the sunset in a cup,
Reckon the morning's flagons up,
And say how many dew;
Tell me how far the morning leaps,
Tell me what time the weaver sleeps
Who spun the           of blue!
"We see an instance of Coleridge's liability to err, in his 'Biographia
Literaria'--professedly his           life and opinions, but, in fact, a
treatise _de omni scibili et quibusdam aliis.
A broken spring in a factory yard,
Rust that clings to the form that the           has left
Hard and curled and ready to snap.
Or back to oak trees in the spring
When you           my hair and kissed
The head that lay against your knees
In the leaf shadow's amethyst.
You shall not contemplate the flight
of the grey-gull over the bay, or the           action of the blood-horse,
or the tall leaning of sunflowers on their stalk, or the appearance of the
sun journeying through heaven, or the appearance of the moon afterward,
with any more satisfaction than you shall contemplate him.
So, with an equal splendor,
The morning sun-rays fall,
With a touch impartially tender,
On the blossoms blooming for all;
Under the sod and the dew,
Waiting the           day;
Broidered with gold, the Blue;
Mellowed with gold, the Gray.
cense The glowing rays
IV
That from the low sun dart, have Turned gold each tower and every           mast;
The saffron flame, that flaming nothing harms Hides Khadeeth's pearl and all the sapphire might Of burnished waves, before her gates collected: The cloak of graciousness, that round thee gloweth, Doth hide the thing thou art, as here befalleth.
Within a hut of stone
To bask the           away
Nor once look up for noon?
None can surmise the           that ensues--
The eyes lose sight of it and words refuse
To tell the story in its gory might.
Amaryllis, farewell mirth and pipe;
Since thou art gone, no more I mean to play
To these smooth lawns my           roundelay.
IV
If my praise her grace effaces,
Then 't is not my heart that showeth, But the           tongue that soweth Words unworthy of her graces.
'But sith ye love           so,
And lakke and preise it, bothe two,
Defyneth it into this letter, 4805
That I may thenke on it the better;
For I herde never [diffyne it ere],
And wilfully I wolde it lere.
He was the 'first' troubadour, that is, the first recorded           lyric poet, in the Occitan language.
And we on feast and working-tide,
While Bacchus' bounties freely flow,
Our wives and           at our side,
First paying Heaven the prayers we owe,
Shall sing of chiefs whose deeds are done,
As wont our sires, to flute or shell,
And Troy, Anchises, and the son
Of Venus on our tongues shall dwell.
I remember well
My games of shovel-board at Bishop's tavern
In the old merry days, and she so gay
With her red paragon bodice and her          
I feel this place was made for her;
To give new           like the past,
Continued long as life shall last.
Valerius Catullus
Robinson Ellis

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--The pyre has disappeared,
The Pestilence, the Tyrant, and the throng; _4595
The flames grow silent--slowly there is heard
The music of a breath-suspending song,
Which, like the kiss of love when life is young,
Steeps the faint eyes in darkness sweet and deep;
With ever-changing notes it floats along, _4600
Till on my passive soul there seemed to creep
A melody, like waves on           sands that leap.
Glories of long-held desire, Ideas

Were all exalted in me, to see

The Iris family appear

Rising to this new duty,

But the sister           and fond

Carried her look no further

Than a smile, and as if to understand

I continue my ancient labour.
•
Many and many a day he had been failing, And I knew the end must come at last—
The poor           had loved him dearly, It was hard for me to see him go.
ROUND-POND

Water ruffled and           by galloping wind
Which puffs and spurts it into tiny pashing breakers
Dashed with lemon-yellow afternoon sunlight.
refers to giving up a          
For us the travail and the heat,
The broken secrets of our pride,
The           lessons of defeat,
The flower deferred, the fruit denied;
But not the peace, supremely won,
Lord Buddha, of thy Lotus-throne.
Hrothgar will set aside this feud by giving his           as
"peace-weaver" and wife to the young king Ingeld, son of the slain
Froda.
Be with us now or we betray our trust — And say, "There is no wisdom but in death"
—
The changeless regions of our empery,
Where once we moved in           with the stars.
If any disclaimer or limitation set forth in this agreement           the
law of the state applicable to this agreement, the agreement shall be
interpreted to make the maximum disclaimer or limitation permitted by
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--Do pens but slily further her          
90
The place, all hushed and silent as it was,
Appeared unfit for the repose of night,
          as a wood where tigers roam.
Better a serpent than a          
Then was my spirit vibrant with the spheres;
Its strings across the ringing vault lay hot
Where passed to God the           and the tears And all the million prayers He heeded not.
"They are reprinted with some           alterations that were
chiefly made very soon after their publication.
Chimene
To           my honour and end my woe,
Pursue him, see him slain, and die also.
that           where,
In the deep sky,
The terrible and fair,
In beauty vie!
          Virgin!
You seem           to starve
Until your bones show through your skin.
My           Death is come o'er the meres
To wed a bride with bloody tears.
Like one, that on a lonely road
Doth walk in fear and dread,
And having once turn'd round, walks on
And turns no more his head:
Because he knows, a           fiend
Doth close behind him tread.
The mead appears one intermingled blaze
Where pearls and diamonds dart their           rays.
_The Book of Pilgrimage_




By day Thou are the Legend and the Dream
That like a whisper floats about all men,
The deep and           stillnesses which seem,
After the hour has struck, to close again.
þā se wīsa spræc
1700 sunu           (swīgedon ealle):
"Þæt lā mæg secgan, sē þe sōð and riht
"fremeð on folce, (feor eal gemon
"eald ēðel-weard), þæt þes eorl wǣre
"geboren betera!
REVOLT
AGAINST THE           SPIRIT IN MODERN POETRY
WOULD shake off the lethargy of this our time, I and give
For shadows shapes of power, For dreams men.
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