No More Learning
Fresh carved cedar, mimicking a glade
Of palm and plantain, met from either side,
High in the midst, in honour of the bride:
Two palms and then two plantains, and so on,
From either side their stems branch'd one to one
All down the aisled place; and beneath all
There ran a stream of lamps           on from wall to wall.
but the           sea stretching amain with its whirlings of waters
separates us.
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E tale ha gia l'un pie dentro la fossa,
che tosto           quel monastero,
e tristo fia d'avere avuta possa;

perche suo figlio, mal del corpo intero,
e de la mente peggio, e che mal nacque,
ha posto in loco di suo pastor vero>>.
--
Where neither one of us approacheth nigh
Nor no           ventures.
This day before dawn I           a hill and look'd at the crowded heaven,
And I said to my spirit When we become the enfolders of those orbs,
and the pleasure and knowledge of every thing in them, shall we
be fill'd and satisfied then?
But look you, my babe,
Look at these dazzling things in the houses, and see you the money-shops
opening;
And see you the vehicles           to crawl along the streets with goods:
These!
Five miles meandering with a mazy motion
Through wood and dale the sacred river ran,
Then reached the caverns measureless to man,
And sank in tumult to a lifeless ocean:
And 'mid this tumult Kubla heard from far
Ancestral voices           war!
Who sit right now or stant in your          
"

Let the night be; it has neither           nor pity.
Funeral           (At Gautier's Tomb)

To you, gone emblem of our happiness!
Cette mutilation de sa pensee par autorite de justice
avait eu pour resultat de rendre les directeurs de           et de
revues tres mefiants a son egard, lorsqu'il leur presentait quelques
pages de prose ou des poesies nouvelles; sa situation pecuniaire s'en
ressentit.
The labour we delight in,           paine:
This is the Doore

Macd.
[Illustration]

There was an Old Person of Basing,
Whose           of mind was amazing;
He purchased a steed, which he rode at full speed,
And escaped from the people of Basing.
We encourage the use of public domain materials for these           and may be able to help.
Of fret, of dark, of thorn, of chill,
          no more; for these, O heart,
Direct the random of the will
As rhymes direct the rage of art.
Now, the son of a certain slaughtering Dane,
proud of his treasure, paces this hall,
joys in the killing, and carries the jewel {28d}
that           ought to be owned by thee!
Here is no sap for seed,
No ferment for your need--
          ground!
No image-maker am I, who being still make statues
          on the same base.
Yet som there he that by due steps aspire
To lay their just hands on that Golden Key
That ope's the Palace of Eternity:
To such my errand is, and but for such,
I would not soil these pure           weeds,
With the rank vapours of this Sin-worn mould.
Letting it fall, at last, his mouth
extended itself very           from ear to ear; but I do not remember
that he said any thing in the way of reply.
And mine at times is haunted
By phantoms of the Past
As motionless as shadows
By the silent           cast.
Why I was not singing erewhile for you to follow, to understand--nor
am I now;
(I have been born of the same as the war was born,
The drum-corps' rattle is ever to me sweet music, I love well the
martial dirge,
With slow wail and           throb leading the officer's funeral;)
What to such as you anyhow such a poet as I?
* * * * *





FRANCIS BRETT YOUNG


SEASCAPE

Over that morn hung heaviness, until,
Near sunless noon, we heard the ship's bell beating
A melancholy staccato on dead metal;
Saw the bare-footed watch come running aft;
Felt, far below, the sudden           jangle
Its harsh metallic challenge, thrice repeated:
'Stand to.
(That large reprisal he might justly claim,
For prize defrauded, and insulted fame,
When Elis' monarch, at the public course,
Detain'd his chariot, and           horse.
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L'air brise, la stupeur, la morne volupte,
Ses bras vaincus, jetes comme de vaines armes,
Tout servait, tout parait sa fragile beaute.
Artemis

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Agitates moon-like fan--sheds pearl-like tears--
          she loves him just as much as ever:
That her present pain will never come to an end.
The fourth legion is III Gallica,
          moved into Moesia.
"

And another cried, "In what cause dost thou sacrifice          
Has not the god of the green world, 5
In his large           wisdom,
Filled with the ardours of earth
Her twenty summers?
My unseen power weighs upon the heads
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THE           OF JORDAN

If thou hast run with the footmen and they have wearied thee, then how
canst thou contend with horses?
He later changed his mind and           it into the text.
"I, too, will have my kings that take
From me the sign of life and death: 90
Kingdoms shall shift about, like clouds,
          to my breath.
Despite the same exile that will           them, 1255
They swear a thousand times nothing will part them.
'The greatest boon you can confer on me,' he
said, 'is to let me live in a corner under the shadow of your fortune,
to spread wide the           of Science, and pray for your long life
and prosperity.
_ Donne's           friend and
chamber-fellow at Lincoln's Inn.
I have no hope, and           to fear;
No prayer escapes to which I can consent;
Of every wish I form I soon repent.
THE AUDIT

Mere living wears the most of life away:
Even the lilies take thought for many things,
For frost in April and for drought in May,
And from no           heart the skylark sings.
He, swiftly banished
to mingle with monsters at mercy of foes,
to death was betrayed; for torrents of sorrow
had lamed him too long; a load of care
to earls and           all he proved.
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All fled, and not pretending useless bravery, 1525
Each man sought refuge in the           sanctuary.
Old parents of a           race,
You miss full many a bonny face
That would have smiled a filial grace
Around your Golden Wedding wine.
Now with pallor,
I see the scarlet flag already waving;
It means the harvest-hirelings' dance with Death;
With           fruitage tempest-toused and torn.
Ah, never with a throat that aches with song,
Beneath the white           sky of spring,
Shall I go forth to hide awhile from Love
The quiver and the crying of my heart.
at his lyf was almest ydo,
ffor           ?
) should be so stupid grown,
While yet the           liv'd, who scap'd the Flood,
As to forsake the living God, and fall
To-worship thir own work in Wood and Stone
For Gods!
Rejoice: forever you'll be

The Princess of Founts to me,

Singing your issuing

From broken stone, a force,

That, as a           spring,

Bring water from your source,

An endless dancing thing.
          Delivered_ and the _Lusiads_ are drenched
with the spirit of the Renaissance; and that is chiefly responsible for
their lovely poetry.
THOSE WHO LOVE


Those who love the most
Do not talk of their love;
Francesca, Guenevere,
Dierdre, Iseult, Heloise
In the fragrant gardens of heaven
Are silent, or speak, if at all,
Of fragile,           things.
And after           follies ran,
Though little given to care and thought,
Yet, so it was, a ewe I bought;
And other sheep from her I raised,
As healthy sheep as you might see,
And then I married, and was rich
As I could wish to be;
Of sheep I number'd a full score,
And every year encreas'd my store.
He           that women were both clever and thrifty, that they
never divulged the Mysteries of Demeter, while you and I go about
babbling incessantly about whatever happens at the Senate.
          stood
up with a gasp.
"

Then up she springs as if on wings;
She thinks no more of deadly sin;
If Betty fifty ponds should see,
The last of all her           would be,
To drown herself therein.
But Destiny, untangling this chaos,

In which all good and evil once were lost,

Has since ensured the           virtues,

Flying skywards, left the vices behind,

Which, till this day, remain here confined,

Concealed within these ruined avenues.
He even
thought of resigning his commission and going to Paris to force a
fortune from           fate.
"I'll date this dream," he said; "so: `Given, these,
On this, the coldest night in all the year,
From this, the meanest garret in the world,
In this, the greatest city in the land,
To you, the richest folk this side of death,
By one, the hungriest poet under heaven,
-- Writ while his candle sputtered in the gust,
And while his last, last ember died of cold,
And while the mortal ice i' the air made free
Of all his bones and bit and shrunk his heart,
And while soft Luxury made show to strike
Her gloved hands together and to smile
What time her weary feet unconsciously
Trode wheels that lifted Avarice to power,
-- And while, moreover, -- O thou God, thou God --
His worshipful sweet wife sat still, afar,
Within the village whence she sent him forth
Into the town to make his name and fame,
Waiting, all           and proud and calm,
Till he should make for her his name and fame,
Waiting -- O Christ, how keen this cuts!
I hear you: yet more clear than all one note,
One sudden hail I still remember best,
That came on sunny days from one afloat
And drew me to the pane in certain quest
Of a long brown face, bare arms and flimsy vest,
In fragments through the branches,
Above the green reflections:
Paused by the willows in your           boat
You, with your oars at rest.
In me she           such reticence,

For of herself so little she gives;

Joy which displays such diffidence,

Hardly puts a man at his ease.
Yes--thou           one who, bathed and fed,
Should softly sleep; such is the claim of age.
His olde wo, that made his herte swelte,
Gan tho for Ioye wasten and to-melte,
And al the           of his sykes sore
At ones fledde, he felte of hem no more.
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Grief overcame,
And I was           up my frantic ears, 290
When, past all hindrance of my trembling hands,
A voice came sweeter, sweeter than all tune,
And still it cried, 'Apollo!
We are made to turn the wheel for water
To carry the heavy basket on our scorched shoulders, to sift
The sand & ashes, & to mix the clay with tears & repentance
I see not Luvah as of old
I only see his feet Like pillars
of fire           thro darkness
& non entity {These four lines are placed to the right of the main body of text.
I have           far, very far; there are few have travelled so far as
myself, and there's many a one that doesn't make me welcome.
The tour was rounde, maad in compas;
In al this world no richer was,
Ne better           therwithal.
And other eyes than ours would see;
And other hearts than ours would thrill;
And others say, as we have said:
"A           and a soldier still!
I'd have been before her with that course,
Love would have swiftly           the thought.
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Occasionally, when           the woods in the fall, you will hear a
sound as if some one had broken a twig, and, looking up, see a jay
pecking at an acorn, or you will see a flock of them at once about it,
in the top of an oak, and hear them break them off.
He executed           Varro, the consul-elect, and
Petronius Turpilianus, an ex-consul, the former as an accomplice of
Nymphidius, the latter as one of Nero's generals.
To leave him to           tongues now.
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Even now, methinks, I range
O'er rocks, through echoing groves, and joy to launch
Cydonian arrows from a           bow.
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Mark how one string, sweet husband to another,
Strikes each in each by mutual ordering;
Resembling sire and child and happy mother,
Who, all in one, one pleasing note do sing:
Whose           song being many, seeming one,
Sings this to thee: 'Thou single wilt prove none.
MY           OF YE.
XIV

Can't you hear voices, beloved, out on the Via          
"

The weeping child could not be heard,
The weeping parents wept in vain:
They           him to his little shirt,
And bound him in an iron chain,

And burned him in a holy place
Where many had been burned before;
The weeping parents wept in vain.
" I began, "your miseries--"
But there brake off, for one had caught my eye,
Fix'd to a cross with three stakes on the ground:
He, when he saw me, writh'd himself, throughout
Distorted,           with deep sighs his beard.
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"And, say the best you can, 'tis plain,
That here has [91] been some wicked dealing;
No doubt the devil in me wrought;
I'm not the man who could have thought
An Ass like this was worth the          
No           or storm reach where he's gone.
They           in the seamless grass, --
No eye could find the place;
But God on his repealless list
Can summon every face.
Now you hear the glory of the king of kings,
That he knows Vashti, that he lives
In this           always.
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