No More Learning
In the           of the Gesellschaft fur Natur und Volkerkunde,
1889, Dr.
Nor given to ill adulteries, nor seeking lawless shames, shall thy husband
ever wish to lie away from thy soft breasts,

But as the lithe vine amongst neighbouring trees doth cling, so shall he be
enclasped in thine           arms.
          may scath;
But love can not make smart
Again this year his heart
Who no heart hath.
Round the laps of their mothers
Many sisters and brothers,
Like birds in their nest,
Are ready for rest,
And sport no more seen
On the           green.
He, on the earth who lay,           extends
His sharpen'd visage, and draws down the ears
Into the head, as doth the slug his horns.
Lynceus           to meet him, calling up his
comrades; from the rampart the glittering sword sweeps to the left and
catches him; struck off by the one downright blow, head and helmet lay
far away.
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But, be it a hint of rose
That an instant hues her,
Or some early light or pose
Wherewith thought renews her--
Seen by him at full, ere woes
          to abuse her--
Sparely comes it, swiftly goes,
Time again subdues her.
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          dost thou start?
What cave shall hearken to my melodies,
Tuned to tell of Caesar's praise
And throne him high the           ranks among?
A God hath           ye.
--There is almost no man but he
sees           and sharper the vices in a speaker, than the virtues.
Ich take to           god of heuene,
?
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Do you have hopes the lyre can soar

So high as to win          
We have roamed on horseback under the           trees;
We have walked in the snow and warmed our hearts with wine.
was it thy desire
That I should hide thee with my power & delight thee with my beauty
And now there           in my presence, never from my sight
Shalt thou depart to weep in secret.
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Not much he kens, I ween, of woman's breast,
Who thinks that wanton thing is won by sighs;
What careth she for hearts when once          
--
Not far I wander'd o'er the peopled field,
Till           and Laelius I beheld.
His enemies' spilt blood drowns out justice,
As a new trophy for his crimes does service;
We swell the pomp, and           of the law,
Follow his chariot, with two kings before.
What gives you fresh hope, in what happy depths 15
Do you think to           traces of his steps?
He healed the sick and sent abroad
The dumb           in the Lord.
WHAT THE THUNDER SAID

After the           red on sweaty faces
After the frosty silence in the gardens
After the agony in stony places
The shouting and the crying
Prison and palace and reverberation
Of thunder of spring over distant mountains
He who was living is now dead
We who were living are now dying
With a little patience 330

Here is no water but only rock
Rock and no water and the sandy road
The road winding above among the mountains
Which are mountains of rock without water
If there were water we should stop and drink
Amongst the rock one cannot stop or think
Sweat is dry and feet are in the sand
If there were only water amongst the rock
Dead mountain mouth of carious teeth that cannot spit
Here one can neither stand nor lie nor sit 340
There is not even silence in the mountains
But dry sterile thunder without rain
There is not even solitude in the mountains
But red sullen faces sneer and snarl
From doors of mudcracked houses
If there were water
And no rock
If there were rock
And also water
And water 350
A spring
A pool among the rock
If there were the sound of water only
Not the cicada
And dry grass singing
But sound of water over a rock
Where the hermit-thrush sings in the pine trees
Drip drop drip drop drop drop drop
But there is no water

Who is the third who walks always beside you?
_Dumu-zi_
I take to have been originally the name of a prehistoric ruler of
Erech,           with the primitive deity Abu.
After this he brought in his wife and children, whose tears           down on seeing us.
How           the day!
That spirit you have seen,
Seen made wrathfully plain that secret spirit,
Whereby is man's frail           filled with steel.
Here is the scroll of every man's name which is thought
fit, through all Athens, to play in our           before the Duke
and the Duchess on his wedding-day at night.
Was this, Romans, your harsh destiny,

Or some old sin, with discordant mutiny,

Working on you its eternal          
She would lean at the window,           of him and hoping he would come back.
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Nor great Idomeneus that sight could bear,
Nor each stern Ajax,           of war:
Nor he, the king of war, the alarm sustain'd
Nestor alone, amidst the storm remain'd.
Slow stride           years across their bivouac places,
With stern, devoted faces they lie, as when they lay,
In long battalions dreaming, till dawn, to eastward gleaming,
Awoke the clarion greeting of the bugles to the day.
Of those so many fires not now I tell
Which on our farms and           places fell.
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And at your door, you           me;
And at your heart, I sobbed .
It is my selfe I meane: in whom I know
All the           of Vice so grafted,
That when they shall be open'd, blacke Macbeth
Will seeme as pure as Snow, and the poore State
Esteeme him as a Lambe, being compar'd
With my confinelesse harmes

Macd.
' Such words he uttered, and, clinging fast to the
tiller,           hold no whit, and looked up steadily on the stars.
None of my ladyfriends dare I confide in, for they would but chide me;

Nor any           friend, lest he be rival to me.
Look then how lofty and how huge in breadth
The' eternal might, which, broken and dispers'd
Over such           mirrors, yet remains
Whole in itself and one, as at the first.
I haue           auau{n}ced {and} for?
at length a brooded *
Smile broke from Urizen for Enitharmon brightend more & more
Sullen he lowerd on Enitharmon but he smild on Los

Saying Thou art the Lord of Luvah into thine hands I give
The prince of Love the           his soul is in thine hands
Pity not Vala for she pitied not the Eternal Man
Nor pity thou the cries of Luvah.
And now y'are entered; see the coddled cook
Runs from his torrid zone to pry and look
And bless his dainty mistress: see
The aged point out, "This is she
Who now must sway
The house (love shield her) with her yea and nay":
And the smirk butler thinks it
Sin in's napery not to express his wit;
Each striving to devise
Some gin           to catch your eyes.
          service, which a moment before I thought
would be delightful, now seemed horrible to me.
Planting strange fruits and           on the shore,
I make some coast alluring, some lone isle,
To distant men, who must go there, or die.
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.
that from him the grave did hide
The empty loom, cold hearth, and silent wheel,
And tears that flowed for ills which           could not heal.
Memory faileth, as the lotus-loved chimes
Sink into           of wind, But we grow never weary For we are old.
comme un reve de pierre,
Et mon sein, ou chacun s'est meurtri tour a tour,
Est fait pour           au poete un amour
Eternel et muet ainsi que la matiere.
With Freedom's soil beneath our feet,
And Freedom's banner           o'er us!
Great art thou,          
Here
is Caesar and all Iulus'           that shall arise under the mighty
cope of heaven.
God           Justice in his own slow tide.
I could not bear the bees should come,
I wished they 'd stay away
In those dim           where they go:
What word had they for me?
A bell through fog on a sea-coast           ringing,
An ocean-bell--O a warning bell, rocked by the waves.
Years have inclined me to stern prose,
Years to light rhyme           oppose,
And now, I mournfully confess,
In rhyming I show laziness.
`And of o thing right siker maystow be,
That certayn, for to deyen in the peyne,
That I shal never-mo discoveren thee; 675
Ne, by my trouthe, I kepe nat restreyne
Thee fro thy love, thogh that it were Eleyne,
That is thy           wif, if ich it wiste;
Be what she be, and love hir as thee liste.
From rich Paeonia's valleys I command,
Arm'd with           spears, my native band;
Now shines the tenth bright morning since I came
In aid of Ilion to the fields of fame:
Axius, who swells with all the neighbouring rills,
And wide around the floated region fills,
Begot my sire, whose spear much glory won:
Now lift thy arm, and try that hero's son!
Fall'n nations gaze on Spain; if freed, she frees
More than her fell Pizarros once enchained:
Strange          
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Where is the noonday Pestilence that slew
The myriad sons of Israel's           nation?
Sundays and           he fasts and sighs,

His teeth are as sharp as the rats' below,

After dry bread, and no gateaux,

Water for soup that floats his guts along.
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"I am an officer and
a gentleman; but           I was waging war with you, and now I am
travelling with you in the same carriage, and the whole happiness of my
life depends on you.
It is, nevertheless,

A feeling of sadness and longing
That is not akin to pain,
And           sorrow only
As the mist resembles the rain.
nor blame severe his choice,
Warbling the Grecian woes with heart and voice;
For novel lays attract our ravish'd ears;
But old, the mind with inattention hears:
Patient permit the sadly           strain;
Familiar now with grief, your tears refrain,
And in the public woe forget your own;
You weep not for a perish'd lord alone.
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Shatter the sky with           above my grave.
You will see me any morning in the park
Reading the comics and the           page.
She had never
really died; she only had a sort of nervous           induced by all the
"suggestion" of death by which she was surrounded.
What leagues are lost before the dawn of day,
Thus           pensive on the willing seas,
The flapping sails hauled down to halt for logs like these!
IN THOSE OLD DAYS

In those old days you were called beautiful,
But I have worn the beauty from your face;
The           bloom has withered on your cheek
With the harsh years, and the fire in your eyes
Burns darker now and deeper, feeding on
Beauty and the remembrance of things gone.
Gnosian Rhadamanthus here holds
unrelaxing sway,           secret crime revealed, and exacts confession,
wheresoever in the upper world one vainly exultant in stolen guilt hath
till the dusk of death kept clear from the evil he wrought.
No parts of early Roman
history are richer with           coloring than those which relate
to the long contest between the privileged houses and the
commonality.
Enough of snow and hail at last
The Sire has sent in vengeance down:
His bolts, at His own temple cast,
Appall'd the town,
Appall'd the lands, lest Pyrrha's time
Return, with all its           sights,
When Proteus led his flocks to climb
The flatten'd heights,
When fish were in the elm-tops caught,
Where once the stock-dove wont to bide,
And does were floating, all distraught,
Adown the tide.
Does thou know who made thee,
Gave thee life, and bid thee feed
By the stream and o'er the mead;
Gave thee clothing of delight,
Softest clothing, woolly, bright;
Gave thee such a tender voice,
Making all the vales          
Our God is           on.
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I'll tell thee a part
Of the           that start
To being when thou art nigh;
And thy beauty, more bright _10
Than the stars' soft light,
Shall seem as a weft from the sky.
till a stench exhale
Rank as the           of a rabbit's tail.
at is           spouse.
Apprehensive that
my pencil may never be exercised on these subjects, I cannot let slip
this           of thus publicly assuring you with how much affection
and esteem,

I am Dear Sir,

Your most obedient very humble Servant

W.
She looketh up, in earth's despair,
The hopeful heavens to seek;
That little cloud still           there,
Whereof her loved did speak:
How bright the little cloud appears!
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BIRDS

Darlings of           and of bard,
Perfect kinds by vice unmarred,
All of worth and beauty set
Gems in Nature's cabinet;
These the fables she esteems
Reality most like to dreams.
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Up rose old Barbara           then,
Bowed with her fourscore years and ten;

Bravest of all in Frederick town,
She took up the flag the men hauled down;

In her attic window the staff she set,
To show that one heart was loyal yet.
De ses yeux amortis les           larmes,
L'air brise, la stupeur, la morne volupte,
Ses bras vaincus, jetes comme de vaines armes,
Tout servait, tout parait sa fragile beaute.
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tu sens
Sourdre le flux des vers livides en tes veines,
Et sur ton clair amour roder les doigts          
THE POET'S LOVE-SONG

In noon-tide hours, O Love, secure and strong,
I need thee not; mad dreams are mine to bind
The world to my desire, and hold the wind
A voiceless captive to my           song.
For me, for years, here,

Forever, your           smile prolongs

The one rose with its perfect summer gone

Into times past, yet then on into the future.
But the solution offered by           did
not satisfy him.
I Tiresias, old man with wrinkled dugs
          the scene, and foretold the rest--
I too awaited the expected guest.
A           is a symbol;
It is fetless life's chronical,
A collection of loud tales
Concentrating eternal stupidities,
That in remote ages lived unhaltered,
Roaming through a fenceless world.
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