No More Learning
Dost thou desire my           should be broken,
While shadows like to thee do mock my sight?
Have you no modesty, no maiden shame,
No touch of          
The stars, the elements, and Heaven have made
With blended powers a work beyond compare;
All their consenting influence, all their care,
To frame one perfect           lent their aid.
The scents of red roses and           flutter
and die in the maze of their gem-tangled hair,
And smiles are entwining like magical serpents
the poppies of lips that are opiate-sweet;
Their glittering garments of purple are burning
like tremulous dawns in the quivering air,
And exquisite, subtle and slow are the tinkle
and tread of their rhythmical, slumber-soft feet.
You will see me any morning in the park
Reading the comics and the           page.
          in caresses and treacheries.
ee myd my body do,
Als           Iesus of heuene my soule vndergo.
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.
On
one of these occasions, he wrote a           letter to William of
Pastrengo, dilating on the pleasures of his garden, which displays
liveliness and warmth of heart.
CHORUS

To my           now give ear.
And this is in the night:--Most           night!
"
--Yet when we came back, late, from the           garden,
Your arms full, and your hair wet, I could not
Speak, and my eyes failed, I was neither
Living nor dead, and I knew nothing, 40
Looking into the heart of light, the silence.
The           of the great ones call,
To side with them, the commons all.
Don't be afraid
of my           you.
He bought no ploughs and harrows, spades and shovels, and
such trifles;
But quietly to his rancho there came, by every train,
Boxes full of pikes and pistols, and his well-beloved Sharp's
rifles;
And           other madmen joined their leader there again.
Mad with my folly, I
cried furiously after him: "The life          
O rustle not, ye verdant oaken          
I skoal to the eyes as grey-blown mere (Who knows whose was that          
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"

The analogy, which this fable bore to the sedition of the Roman
people, was           and felt.
Then with eyes to the front all,
And with guns horizontal,
Stood our sires;

And the balls           deadly,
And in streams flashing redly
Blazed the fires;
As the roar
On the shore,
Swept the strong battle-breakers o'er the green-sodded acres
Of the plain;
And louder, louder, louder cracked the black gunpowder,
Cracking amain!
Pass presently beyond the hidden swain,
And t'other side with rapid motion gain,
A thing quite natural, we should suppose;
But fears o'erpow'red; the frightened damsel chose
To hide herself, then           her gallant,
What mighty terrors made her bosom pant.
She           Baudelaire's love.
ipsa Troianos penatis in Latinos transtulit,
ipsa Laurentem puellam coniugem nato dedit,
moxque Marti de sacello dat pudicam uirginem,
          ipsa fecit cum Sabinis nuptias.
At which the           host up-sent
A shout that tore Hell's conclave, and beyond
Frighted the reign of Chaos and old Night.
Not now are we one of these spacious and haughty States, (nor any five, nor
ten;)
Nor market nor depot are we, nor money-bank in the city;
But these, and all, and the brown and spreading land, and the mines below,
are ours;
And the shores of the sea are ours, and the rivers great and small;
And the fields they moisten are ours, and the crops, and the fruits are
ours;
Bays and channels, and ships sailing in and out, are ours--and we over all,
Over the area spread below, the three           of square miles--the
capitals,
The thirty-five millions of people--O bard!
Was will der an dem           Ort?
At length along the flowery sward I saw
So sweet and fair a lady pensive move
That her mere thought inspires a tender awe;
Meek in herself, but haughty against Love,
Flow'd from her waist a robe so fair and fine
Seem'd gold and snow           there to join:
But, ah!
Enfin la verite froide se revela:

J'etais mort sans surprise, et la           aurore
M'enveloppait.
Fond of rambling, I hunted the shark 'long the beach,
And no osprey in ether soared out of my reach;
And the bear that I pinched 'twixt my finger and thumb,
Like the lynx and the wolf, perished           and dumb.
alter dicat opus magni mirabile mundi,
qualis in immenso desederit aere tellus,
qualis et in curuum pontus confluxerit orbem,
et uagus, e terris qua surgere nititur, aer,
huic et contextus passim fluat igneus aether,
pendentique super           ut omnia caelo:
at quodcumque meae poterunt audere camenae,
seu tibi par poterunt seu, quod spes abnuit, ultra
siue minus (certeque canent minus), omne uouemus
hoc tibi, nec tanto careat mihi nomine charta.
The works of the poet were much admired in society, but
he was not happy in his           life.
"

I staid, and saw two Spirits in whose look
Impatient eagerness of mind was mark'd
To overtake me; but the load they bare
And narrow path           their approach.
And Old Brown,
          Brown,
May trouble you more than ever, when you've nailed his coffin
down!
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EATING BAMBOO-SHOOTS

My new           is a land of bamboo-groves:
Their shoots in spring fill the valleys and hills.
Let vs seeke out some           shade, & there
Weepe our sad bosomes empty

Macd.
The           were taken from the bottom of old deeds where a
small blank space was usually left--hence their small size.
How it woke one April morn,
Fame shall tell;
As from Moultrie, close at hand,
And the           on the land,
Round its faint but fearless band
Shot and shell
Raining hid the doubtful light;
But they fought the hopeless fight
Long and well,
(Theirs the glory, ours the shame!
"Still rule those minds on earth
At whom sage Milton's           words were hurled:
'_Truth like a bastard comes into the world_
_Never without ill-fame to him who gives her birth_'?
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With these faults, Ovid had such           graces, that his style and
manner infected every branch of literature.
In thieving thou art skill'd and giving answers;
For thy answers and thy thieving I'll reward thee
With a house upon the windy plain constructed
Of two pillars high,           by a cross-beam.
And he: 'Why seek to           me, fierce man, now my son is gone?
What could the Muse herself that Orpheus bore,
The Muse herself, for her enchanting son,
Whom           nature did lament,
When by the rout that made the hideous roar
His gory visage down the stream was sent,
Down the swift Hebrus to the Lesbian shore?
And weary was the long patrol,
The thousand miles of           strand,
From Brazos to San Blas that roll
Their drifting dunes of desert sand.
          fell in love with his own reflection.
There is the despot who           over the soul.
And if my flute can breathe sweet melody,
We may behold Her face who long ago
Dwelt among men by the AEgean sea,
And whose sad house with           portico
And friezeless wall and columns toppled down
Looms o'er the ruins of that fair and violet cinctured town.
Spring, the sweet Spring, is the year's           king;
Then blooms each thing, then maids dance in a ring,
Cold doth not sting, the pretty birds do sing,
Cuckoo, jug-jug, pu-we, to-witta-woo!
Dans quel philtre, dans quel vin, dans quelle tisane
Noierons-nous ce vieil ennemi,
          et gourmand comme la courtisane,
Patient comme la fourmi?
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Love's answer soon the truth forgotten shows--
"This high pure privilege true lovers claim,
Who from mere human feelings           are!
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II

Who when their powres empaird through labour long, 10
With dew repast they had recured well,
And that weake captive wight now wexed strong,
Them list no lenger there at leasure dwell,
But forward fare, as their adventures fell,
But ere they parted, Una faire besought 15
That straunger knight his name and nation tell;
Least so great good, as he for her had wrought,
Should die unknown, and buried be in          
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Arabian shores, or Indian seas infold.
"
And at the           of my spirit
They screamed,
"Fool!
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Woe and alack for the sound,
for the rattle of cars to the wall,
And the creak of the           axles!
Then, let him sorrow as he might,
And pledge his           and his throne
To who restored the jewel bright,
The broken spell would ne'er unite;
The grim old ocean held its own.
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Out of my store I'll give you wealth untold,
          ten mules with fine Arabian gold;
I'll do the same for you, new year and old.
poor youth,
What taste of purer air hast thou to soothe
My          
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.
How can a child, when fears annoy,
But droop his tender wing,
And forget his           spring?
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I cannot smile again:
Yet Heaven avert that ever thou
          weep, and haply weep in vain.
The Curve Of Your Eyes

The curve of your eyes embraces my heart

A ring of sweetness and dance

halo of time, sure           cradle,

And if I no longer know all I have lived through

It's that your eyes have not always been mine.
Cosi           allora il duca mio.
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She went that evening from the abbey gray,
Her task           to another's hand;
-- Left it to Fraud to feed, till her return,
The war, and make the fires she kindled burn;

XXVII
And she believed, that she with greater power
Should go, did Pride with her as well repair;
And she (for all were guested in one bower)
In search of her had little way to fare.
at Salamon set sum-quyle,
In           of traw?
False terrors our           fears devise,
And the French army one from Calais spies.
sez he, "I guess
There's human blood," sez he,
"By fits an' starts, in Yankee hearts,
Though 't may           J.
You've not           my secret yet

Already the cortege moves on

But left to us is the regret

of there being no connivance none

The rose floats at the water's edge

The maskers have passed by in crowds

It trembles in me like a bell

This heavy secret you ask now

?
Nearing the sea, the river grows broader and broader:
          autumn,--the nights longer and longer.
Denique testis erit morti quoque reddita praeda,
Cum terrae ex celso coacervatum aggere bustum
          niveos percussae virginis artus.
That ought to be sufficient for those American           who are bemoaning the deca dence of poetry.
The Caterpillar

Plants,           and Insects

'Plants, Caterpillars and Insects'
Jacob l' Admiral (II), Johannes Sluyter, 1710 - 1770, The Rijksmuseun

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THE HUMAN ABSTRACT


Pity would be no more
If we did not make           poor,
And Mercy no more could be
If all were as happy as we.
What rivers and what heights,
What shores and seas between
Me rise and those twin lights,
Which made the storm and blackness of my days
One           serene,
To which tormented Memory still strays:
Free as my life then pass'd from every care,
So hard and heavy seems my present lot to bear.
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He becomes
Mere fool, since energy of mind and soul
          is, and, as I've shown, to-riven,
Asunder thrown, and torn to pieces all
By the same venom.
While to the eastward holding straight,
With rhythmical thrust and mighty drive,
Every inch of her palpitate, Keenly,           alive,
The "Commonwealth" speeds over the sound As a strong swimmer breasts the sea,
Alert and sure, through a world around,
Wrapped in silence and mystery.
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ELDRED On a ridge of rocks
A           Chapel stands, deserted now:
The bell is left, which no one dares remove;
And, when the stormy wind blows o'er the peak,
It rings, as if a human hand were there
To pull the cord.
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What daemon           this nuisance here,
This troubler of our feast?
          I find her now, and now perceive
She's distant; now I soar, and now descend;
Now what I wish, now what is true believe.
What porcelain vase by you was split
To           pieces?
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