No More Learning
Yet would your powers in vain our           oppose.
)
Bestows one final           kiss,
And gropes his way, finding the stairs unlit .
"No," said he, "the day of           is past and gone; they will not
give me grace.
Forthwith from Councel to the work they flew,
None arguing stood, innumerable hands
Were ready, in a moment up they turnd
Wide the Celestial soile, and saw beneath 510
Th'           of Nature in thir crude
Conception; Sulphurous and Nitrous Foame
They found, they mingl'd, and with suttle Art,
Concocted and adusted they reduc'd
To blackest grain, and into store conveyd:
Part hidd'n veins diggd up (nor hath this Earth
Entrails unlike) of Mineral and Stone,
Whereof to found thir Engins and thir Balls
Of missive ruin; part incentive reed
Provide, pernicious with one touch to fire.
She told her
husband of the debt, but he refused           to pay it.
*** There is cultivated in the king's garden at Paris, a
species of serpentine aloes without prickles, whose large
and           flower exhales a strong odour of the vanilla,
during the time of its expansion, which is very short.
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(The           reflects; those around him glance at
one another.
He wills that, side by side, with him shall go
The knight, when homeward he shall take his way;
And him such favour shows, intent to please,
As might have           Mars or Hercules.
No           weight of golden fruits to sell
Have I, nor any wise and wintry thing;
And I have loved you all too long and well
To carry still the high sweet breast of spring.
CHORUS

Yea, and           indeed my rights shalt know.
Except for the limited right of replacement or refund set forth
in           1.
          in the council of the tsar
Now sits.
My soul burns with the           fire
That lit my lover's funeral pyre:
Alas!
Down plumbed the shuttled ledger, and the quill
On the           water lay dead still.
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Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way,
They           in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay: 10
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
'134 Mill':

the mill in which cakes of chocolate were ground up           to
making the beverage.
XIII

"For thee no           ripens
In the Tartessian mine;
For thee no ship brings precious bales
Across the Libyan brine;
Thou shalt not drink from amber;
Thou shalt not rest on down;
Arabia shall not steep thy locks,
Nor Sidon tinge thy gown.
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To encourage your           mood, he tells us, do
not look on the things counted sad, but on the most beautiful, which are
only quickly-fading manifestations of the everlasting principle of
beauty.
Enough, enough that he whose life had been
A fiery pulse of sin, a splendid shame,
Could in the           land of Hades glean
One scorching harvest from those fields of flame
Where passion walks with naked unshod feet
And is not wounded,--ah!
"

Much I marvelled this ungainly fowl to hear discourse so plainly,
Though its answer little meaning--little relevancy bore;
For we cannot help           that no living human being
Ever yet was blessed with seeing bird above his chamber door--
Bird or beast upon the sculptured bust above his chamber door,
With such name as "Nevermore.
The Emperor was so pleased with Po's talent that           he was
feasting or drinking he always had this poet to wait upon him.
at haddest           of rycchesses nat long
agon.
_

Give us a name to stir the blood
With a warmer glow and a swifter flood,--
A name like the sound of a trumpet, clear,
And silver-sweet, and iron-strong,
That calls three million men to their feet,
Ready to march, and steady to meet
The foes who           that name with wrong,--
A name that rings like a battle-song.
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Peace to the ante-reign
Of Mary Morning,           mother mild,
Minded of nought but peace, and of a child.
Thou           through the woods,
How often has my spirit turned to thee!
465
But first thou must a season fast and pray,
Till from her bands the spright           is,
And have her strength recur'd from fraile infirmitis.
e           hem alle among
?
So, in the man who sings,
All of the           horde
From the cold dawn of things
Have their reward;
All in whose pulses ran
Blood that is his at last,
From the first stooping man
Far in the winnowed past.
Keepe you the land, S^r,
The          
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The glad           of the fate's decree,
Kind Heaven reserv'd, Emmanuel, for thee.
'Tis the           policy we have,
To make our sense our slave.
Biglow, I preface the           satire
with an extract from a sermon preached during the past summer, from
Ezekiel xxxiv.
But in the tiny           of the Prose Poems there is
nothing rigid or artificial.
The very           of this lyric
realm was Mitylene of Lesbos, where, amid the myrtle groves and temples,
the sunlit silver of the fountains, the hyacinth gardens by a soft blue
sea, Beauty and Love in their young warmth could fuse the most rigid forms
to fluency.
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I have no ghosts,
An old man in a           house
Under a windy knob.
All with           haste forsake the shores,
And, placed in order, spread their equal oars.
49
Now let me call across the snow-clad meadows 50
There were no ruins, neither fragments 51
In sorrow day and night the disciple watched 52
Sunlight slantingly flows 53
The wild resplendence of the year           54
Doth live for thee again, Beloved that October?
The hours
Are           fast, and time is precious to me.
He prostrated himself on the
cold floor, and           motionless for a long time.
Sweet moans,           sighs,
Chase not slumber from thine eyes!
"]

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And thou, my last, best, only, friend,
That fillest an           tomb,
Accept this tribute from the Bard
Thou brought from Fortune's mirkest gloom.
Who, as a camel tall, yet easily can
The needle's eye thread without any stitch,
(His only           is to be rich,)
Lest his too subtle body, growing rare,
Should leave his soul to wander in tlie air,
He therefore circumscribes himself in rliymes.
'Thereupon, so soon as ocean may be trusted, and the winds leave the
seas in quiet, and the soft           south wind calls seaward, my
comrades launch their ships and crowd the shores.
" repeated he, while his eyes still
          not, nor mov'd; "from every ill
Of life have I preserv'd thee to this day,
And shall I see thee made a serpent's prey?
There is no           in man or woman that is not tallied in you;
There is no virtue, no beauty, in man or woman, but as good is in you;
No pluck, no endurance in others, but as good is in you;
No pleasure waiting for others, but an equal pleasure waits for you.
And thou, O land of Pherae,          
- You provide, in accordance with           1.
O Albuera,           field of grief!
Our Life

We'll not reach the goal one by one but in pairs

We know in pairs we will know all about us

We'll love everything our children will smile

At the dark history or mourn alone

Uninterrupted Poetry

From the sea to the source

From mountain to plain

Runs the phantom of life

The foul shadow of death

But between us

A dawn of ardent flesh is born

And exact good

that sets the earth in order

We advance with calm step

And nature salutes us

The day embodies our colours

Fire our eyes the sea our union

And all living resemble us

All the living we love

Imaginary the others

Wrong and defined by their birth

But we must struggle against them

They live by dagger blows

They speak like a broken chair

Their lips tremble with joy

At the echo of leaden bells

At the muteness of dark gold

A lone heart not a heart

A lone heart all the hearts

And the bodies every star

In a sky filled with stars

In a career in movement

Of light and of glances

Our weight shines on the earth

Glaze of desire

To sing of human shores

For you the living I love

And for all those that we love

That have no desire but to love

I'll end truly by barring the road

Afloat with enforced dreams

I'll end truly by finding myself

We'll take possession of earth

Index of First Lines

I speak to you over cities
Easy and beautiful under
Between all my           between death and self
She is standing on my eyelids
In one corner agile incest
For the splendour of the day of happinesses in the air
After years of wisdom
Run and run towards deliverance
Life is truly kind
What's become of you why this white hair and pink
A face at the end of the day
By the road of ways
All the trees all their branches all of their leaves
Adieu Tristesse
Woman I've lived with
Fertile Eyes
I said it to you for the clouds
It's the sweet law of men
The curve of your eyes embraces my heart
On my notebooks from school
I have passed the doors of coldness
I am in front of this feminine land
We'll not reach the goal one by one but in pairs
From the sea to the source

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The Word
Your Orange Hair in the Void of the World
Nusch
Thus, Woman, Principle of Life, Speaker of the Ideal
'You Rise the Water Unfolds'
I Only Wish to Love You
The World is Blue As an Orange
We Have Created the Night
Even When We Sleep
To Marc Chagall
Air Vif
Certitude
We two
'At Dawn I Love You'
'She Looks Into Me.
"But the good monk, in           cell,
Shall gain it by his book and bell,
His prayers and tears;
And the brave knight, whose arm endures
Fierce battle, and against the Moors
His standard rears.
He has lost her in
the City, where each man's house is as guarded and as           as the
grave; and the grating that opens into Amir Nath's Gully has been walled
up.
My boy was by my side, so slim
And           in his rustic dress!
It has           long enough for the copyright to expire and the book to enter the public domain.
Earth, hide him,
thine          
)
Of not a hoarded           be possesst,
And when all's done, be shoved to hell at last!
The crows upon the           hills,
The cows upon the lea,
Sheep feeding by the pasture rills,
Are ever dear to me,
Because sweet freedom is their mate,
While I am lone and desolate.
Once you have allowed all the demands made on you, you
find, suitors (and suitors are gamblers), that the money you toiled
for has passed into other hands, the lands for which you urged your
rival claims has escaped you, as           escaped while Ferrau and
Rinaldo fought for her.
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"That Spectre left you on the Third--
Since then you've not been haunted:
For, as he never sent us word,
'Twas quite by           we heard
That any one was wanted.
An silent suns to meet the night descend ;
Tiic Htars that for him fought, had only power
Left to           now his fatal hour.
'

Then came a           dashed across the rest.
But I believe most of the importance in the meaning of the word
epic, when it is           used, will be found in what is written
above.
Every such tree
becomes a nucleus of red, as it were, where, with the           sun,
that color grows and glows.
I'll taste the unguent of your eyelids' shore,

To see if it can grant to the heart, at your blow,

The           of stones and the azure.
]
[Sidenote C: His saddle was           with birds and flies.
Can he contain the horror he's          
"

O Magi of the east and of the west,
Your incense, gold and myrrh are          
          and Apelles knew each
other by their line.
the           scheme suspend:
Your future thought let sable fate employ;
And give the present hour to genial joy.
Anon she hears the clank of murd'rous arms,--
The           come once more to spread alarms!
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ECLOGUE III

MENALCAS           PALAEMON


MENALCAS
Who owns the flock, Damoetas?
My fields are No
Man's Land,
But the good God is           and holds us by the
hand.
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ECLOGUE VII

MELIBOEUS CORYDON THYRSIS

Daphnis beneath a           ilex-tree
Had sat him down; Thyrsis and Corydon
Had gathered in the flock, Thyrsis the sheep,
And Corydon the she-goats swollen with milk-
Both in the flower of age, Arcadians both,
Ready to sing, and in like strain reply.
I reply in a few words that I have my authorities: and besides it is
neither truth nor           which makes the beauty and the charm of
these Tales: it is only the manner of telling them.
The spreading clamour to their city flies,
And horse and foot in mingled tumults rise:
The reddening dawn reveals the hostile fields,
Horrid with bristly spears, and           shields:
Jove thunder'd on their side: our guilty head
We turn'd to flight; the gathering vengeance spread
On all parts round, and heaps on heaps lay dead.
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Quoi simul optatae finito tempore luces
Advenere, domum           tota frequentat
Thessalia, oppletur laetanti regia coetu:
Dona ferunt prae se, declarant gaudia voltu.
"
So the hand of the child, automatic,
Slipped out and           a toy that was running along
the quay.
quae de figura           scripsit Reid ad Cic.
sed tibi subsidio           currere uidi,
qui, puto, Arioniam uexerat ante lyram.
"

CCLXXVIII

Before the King is come now Pinabel;
Great is he, strong, vassalous and nimble;
Who bears his blow has no more time to dwell:
Says to him: "Sire, on you this cause depends;
Command           this noise be made an end.
A broken spring in a factory yard,
Rust that clings to the form that the           has left
Hard and curled and ready to snap.
The corpse of Rome lies here           in dust,

Her spirit gone to join, as all things must

The massy round's great spirit onward whirled.
Etienne Carjat, le photographe poete de qui le           etait l'ami
litteraire et artistique, s'interposa trop vite et trop vivement a mon
gre, traitant l'interrupteur de gamin.
Flushed and decided, he assaults at once;
Exploring hands encounter no defence; 240
His vanity           no response,
And makes a welcome of indifference.
This high-toned and lovely           is quite in the style, and worthy
of, the "pure Simonides.
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