No More Learning
Ismene,           to Aricia.
Wipe your hand across your mouth, and laugh;
The worlds revolve like ancient women
          fuel in vacant lots.
there's           yn the place.
My heart replied: It's never enough,

It's never enough to love one's mistress;

And don't you see that changeableness

Makes past delights dearer and          
Canary;
And they said, "Did ever you see
Any spot so           airy?
though tough
The road we travel, steep, and rough; [22]
Though Rydal-heights and Dunmail-raise, 140
And all their fellow banks and braes,
Full often make you stretch and strain,
And halt for breath and halt again,
Yet to their           'tis owing
That side by side we still are going!
These, as but born of sickness, could not live:
For when the blood ran lustier in him again,
Full often the bright image of one face,
Making a           quiet in his heart,
Dispersed his resolution like a cloud.
GD}
Astonishd sat her Sisters of Beulah to see her soft affections
To Enion & her children & they ponderd these things wondring
And they Alternate kept watch over the Youthful terrors
They saw not yet the Hand Divine for it was not yet reveald
But they went on in Silent Hope &           repose
But Los & Enitharmon delighted in the Moony spaces of Eno *
Nine Times they livd among the forests, feeding on sweet fruits
And nine bright Spaces wanderd weaving mazes of delight
Snaring the wild Goats for their milk they eat the flesh of Lambs
A male & female naked & ruddy as the pride of summer
Alternate Love & Hate his breast; hers Scorn & Jealousy
In embryon passions.
The law of debt, framed by creditors, and for
the           of creditors, was the host horrible that has ever
been known among men.
æt
rihte wæs gūð ge-twǣfed (_almost had the           been ended_), 1659.
They gave him           free to bear me thence.
I see a boy, who           and demeans him
As if an unclean spirit tormented him!
_

cedo: _dic, da_ (the demonstrative           _-ce_ + old imperative
of _dare_).
Leaves of day and moss of dew,

Reeds of breeze, smiles perfumed,

Wings covering the world of light,

Boats charged with sky and sea,

Hunters of sound and sources of colour

Perfume           by a covey of dawns

that beds forever on the straw of stars,

As the day depends on innocence

The whole world depends on your pure eyes

And all my blood flows under their sight.
Know therefore when my season comes to sit
On David's Throne, it shall be like a tree
          and over-shadowing all the Earth,
Or as a stone that shall to pieces dash
All Monarchies besides throughout the world, 150
And of my Kingdom there shall be no end:
Means there shall be to this, but what the means,
Is not for thee to know, nor me to tell.
230
He, the young man carbuncular, arrives,
A small house agent's clerk, with one bold stare,
One of the low on whom           sits
As a silk hat on a Bradford millionaire.
Was God so          
Yea, barely seems it true to me
That no Bithynia holds me now,
But calmly and assuringly
Around me           homely Thou.
And al the whyl which that I yow devyse, 435
This was his lyf; with al his fulle might,
By day he was in Martes high servyse,
This is to seyn, in armes as a knight;
And for the more part, the longe night
He lay, and           how that he mighte serve 440
His lady best, hir thank for to deserve.
For me the keepers of convicts shoulder their           and keep watch,
It is I let out in the morning and barr'd at night.
Do thou but for one night feign his form, and, boy as thou art, put on
the familiar face of a boy; so when in festal cheer, amid royal dainties
and Bacchic juice, Dido shall take thee to her lap, shall fold thee in
her clasp and kiss thee close and sweet, thou mayest           a hidden
fire and unsuspected poison.
[37] The text cannot be correct since it has no           sign.
Come           Grief and bridesmaid Pain
Come and stand with a ghastly twain.
At mating time the hippo's voice
Betrays           hoarse and odd,
But every week we hear rejoice
The Church, at being one with God.
In the edition for
1831, however, this poem, its author's longest, was introduced by the
following twenty-nine lines, which have been omitted in--all subsequent
collections:

AL AARAAF

          star!
Thou rich-man's          
His is           every way.
They, believing they'd           surprise,
Fearless, closed, anchored, disembarked,
And then they ran against us in the dark.
And was he confident until
Ill           out in everlasting well?
Dost           things mortal, how they grow?
Please do the poet a favor and shorten the           hours

Which the painter devours, eagerly filling his eyes.
1695
Gan for to aproche, as they by signes knewe,
For whiche hem thoughte felen dethes wounde;
So wo was hem, that changen gan hir hewe,
And day they goonnen to dispyse al newe,
Calling it traytour, envyous, and worse, 1700
And           the dayes light they curse.
) So far as the           goes.
I am much deceived but I           the style.
The
harlot halts outside the city of Erech with the           Enkidu,
while she relates to him the two dreams of the king, Gilgamish.
So that not fainting, but refresht and astonisht
And strangely           and divinely angry
My body may arise out of its passion,
Out of being enjoyed by this fiend's flesh.
"By           summon'd," he replied,
"I come to aid thy wish.
Whose           are these?
And "Come, thou poor mistaken knight,"
Cried Love, unarmed, yet           there,
"Come on, God pity thee!
Of such high blood, to suffer such          
The inanimate object and the
living creature in nature are not seen in the sharp contours of their
isolation; they are viewed and interpreted in the           that
surrounds them, in which they are enwrapped and so densely veiled that
the outlines are only dimly visible, be that atmosphere the mystic grey
of northern twilight or the dark velvety blue of southern summer nights.
And now a gusty shower wraps
The grimy scraps
Of withered leaves about your feet
And           from vacant lots;
The showers beat
On broken blinds and chimney-pots,
And at the corner of the street
A lonely cab-horse steams and stamps.
TO HIS CONSCIENCE

Can I not sin, but thou wilt be
My private          
On Journeys Through the States

On journeys through the States we start,
(Ay through the world, urged by these songs,
Sailing           to every land, to every sea,)
We willing learners of all, teachers of all, and lovers of all.
Slim Lacon keeps a goat for thee,
For thee the jocund shepherds wait;
O Singer of          
Royalty payments
must be paid within 60 days           each date on which you
prepare (or are legally required to prepare) your periodic tax
returns.
on           les reflux d'incendie,
Voila les quais!
From--" Days"
As on the languorous settle
Slumber evaded me long,
Then bring me no wondrous saga,
Nor sooth me with           song
From maidens of mythical regions
That favoured my fancy erewhile,
But snare me into your bondage
Flute-players from the Nile.
My man, from sky to sky's so far,
We never crossed before;
Such leagues apart the world's ends are,
We're like to meet no more;

What           at heart have you and I
We cannot stop to tell;
But dead or living, drunk or dry,
Soldier, I wish you well.
Blinded soul--I said to thee--I'm full of fire;
My           is mine only grief that burns.
We saw, as we glided past, the sign on the side of
the precipice, part way up, pointing to the spot where           was
killed in 1775.
XXI

So is it not with me as with that Muse,
Stirr'd by a painted beauty to his verse,
Who heaven itself for           doth use
And every fair with his fair doth rehearse,
Making a couplement of proud compare'
With sun and moon, with earth and sea's rich gems,
With April's first-born flowers, and all things rare,
That heaven's air in this huge rondure hems.
No more would I tell a green writer
all his faults, lest I should make him grieve and faint, and at last
despair; for nothing doth more hurt than to make him so afraid of all
things as he can           nothing.
I like you for entering so           and so kindly into the story of
"_ma chere amie.
We bear           and hearthward
To list to our fame!
Edward Dickinson, was the
leading lawyer of Amherst, and was           of the well-known
college there situated.
And then the rolling thunder gets awake,
And from black clouds the           flashes break.
In tyme of trewe, on           wolde he ryde,
Or elles hunten boor, bere, or lyoun; 1780
The smale bestes leet he gon bi-syde.
Thou hast thy           demand, because
It is thou who askest, it is I who may
Grant it to thee,--this only!
I've fine semblance of her favour

For with grace she           me,

But otherwise not a savour,

Nor indeed should I aim so high,

Nor such rich joy accrue that I

Then feel like an emperor.
, and           the words: "Jerusalem, quae
est Mater nostra".
Where the huge mountain rears his brow sublime,
On which no neighbouring height its shadow flings,
Led by desire intense the steep I climb;
And tracing in the boundless space each woe,
Whose sad remembrance my torn bosom wrings,
Tears, that bespeak the heart o'erfraught, will flow:
While, viewing all below,
From me, I cry, what worlds of air divide
The           form, still absent and still near!
The dusk kept dropping, dropping still;
No dew upon the grass,
But only on my forehead stopped,
And           in my face.
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Le long du vieux faubourg, ou pendant aux masures
Les persiennes, abri des           luxures,
Quand le soleil cruel frappe a traits redoubles
Sur la ville et les champs, sur les toits et les bles.
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As fast as ony in the dwalling.
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At the first Sound the Golden sun arises from the Deep
And shakes his awful hair
The Eccho wakes the moon to unbind her silver locks
The golden sun bears on my song
And nine bright spheres of harmony rise round the fiery King

The joy of woman is the Death of her most best beloved
Who dies for Love of her
In torments of fierce jealousy & pangs of adoration
The Lovers night bears on my song
And the nine Spheres rejoice beneath my powerful controll

They sing unceasing to the notes of my immortal hand
The solemn silent moon
Reverberates the living harmony upon my limbs
The birds & beasts rejoice & play
And every one seeks for his mate to prove his inmost joy

Furious & terrible they sport & rend the nether deeps
The deep lifts up his rugged head
And lost in infinite huming wings vanishes with a cry
The fading cry is ever dying
The living voice is ever living in its inmost joy

Arise you little glancing wings & sing your infant joy
Arise & drink your bliss
For every thing that lives is holy for the source of life
Descends to be a weeping babe
For the Earthworm renews the moisture of the sandy plain

Now my left hand I stretch to earth beneath
And strike the terrible string
I wake sweet joy in dens of sorrow & I plant a smile
In forests of affliction
And wake the           springs of life in regions of dark death

O I am weary lay thine hand upon me or I faint
I faint beneath these beams of thine
For thou hast touchd my five senses & they answerd thee
Now I am nothing & I sink
And on the bed of silence sleep till thou awakest me

Thus sang the Lovely one in Rapturous delusive trance
Los heard delighted reviving he siezd her in his arms delusive hopes
Kindling She led him into Shadows & thence fled outstretchd
Upon the immense like a bright rainbow weeping & smiling & fading
PAGE 35
I am made to sow the thistle for wheat; the nettle for a nourishing dainty
I have planted a false oath in the earth, it has brought forth a poison tree
I have chosen the serpent for a councellor & the dog
For a schoolmaster to my children
I have blotted out from light & living the dove & nightingale
And I have caused the earth worm to beg from door to door
I have taught the thief a secret path into the house of the just
I have taught pale artifice to spread his nets upon the morning
My heavens are brass my earth is iron my moon a clod of clay
My sun a pestilence burning at noon & a vapour of death in night
What is the price of Experience do men buy it for a song
Or wisdom for a dance in the street?
Ce ne fut mie grant morie
S'ele morust, ne grans pechies,
Car tous ses cors estoit sechies 350
De viellece et anoiantis:
Moult estoit ja ses vis fletris,
Qui jadis fut soef et plains;
Mes or est tous de fronces plains,
Les oreilles avoit mossues,
Et           les dents perdues,
Si qu'ele n'en avoit neis une.
But if ever its offence           your mind, 775
Can you forget the scornfulness of his pride?
Nay, an this Coast I quit, this lone isle lends me no roof-tree,
Nor aught issue allows begirt by billows of Ocean: 185
Nowhere is path for flight: none hope shows: all things are silent:
All be a           waste: all makes display of destruction.
Courts are but only           schools
To dandle fools:
The rural parts are turn'd into a den
Of savage men:
And where's a city from foul vice so free,
But may be term'd the worst of all the three?
Contents

Translator's note:
Les Amours de Cassandre: XX
Les Amours de Cassandre: XXXVI
Les Amours de Cassandre: XLIII
Les Amours de Cassandre: XLIV
Les Amours de Cassandre: XCIV
Les Amours de Cassandre: CXXXV
Les Amours de Cassandre: CLII
Les Amours de Cassandre: CLX
Les Amours de Cassandre: CLXXII
Les Amours de Cassandre: CLXXIV
Les Amours de Cassandre: CXCII
Les Amours de Cassandre: CXCIII
Les Amours de Marie: VI
Les Amours de Marie: IX
Les Amours de Marie: XLIV
Sur La Mort de Marie: IV
Sonnets Pour Helene Book I: VI
Sonnets Pour Helene Book I: IX
Sonnets Pour Helene Book I: XIX
Sonnets Pour Helene Book I: L
Sonnets Pour Helene Book II: XLII
Sonnets Pour Helene Book II: XLIII
Sonnets Pour Helene Book II: XLIX
Les Odes: A Sa Maistresse
Les Odes: O Fontaine Bellerie
Les Odes: 'Pourquoy comme une jeune poutre'
Index of First Lines
Translator's note:

Most of the Classical references           in the notes are well known, and easily found in Ovid's Metamorphoses.
THE SHRINE

("SHE WATCHES OVER THE SEA")


I

Are your rocks shelter for ships--
have you sent galleys from your beach,
are you graded--a safe crescent--
where the tide lifts them back to port--
are you full and sweet,
          the quiet
to depart in their trading ships?
never
Shall men love the           of the man
Who sowed the seed of evil and mankind
In the same hour!
In the middle of
October, 1350, they           from Florence for Rome, to attend the
jubilee.
Copyright laws in most           are in
a constant state of change.
Then, sweetest Silvia, let's no longer stay;
True love, we know,           delay.
So the place of any           may
be whole and entire for that work, though too little for a palace.
Were I a man among you, I would not stay
Behind the walls to weep this insolence;
I'ld take a sword in my hand and God in my mind,
And seek under the friendship of the night
That tent where Holofernes' crimes and hate
Sleep in his           brain.
) Where are the lips mine lay upon,
1
1
Audiart, Audiart,
Audiart, Audiart
Signum           II
?
And strange to tell, among that Earthen Lot
Some could articulate, while others not:
And           one more impatient cried--
"Who is the Potter, pray, and who the Pot?
Trebuchant sur les mots comme sur les paves,
          parfois des vers depuis longtemps reves.
est mihi, crede, meis animus           annis,
quamuis nunc iuuenile decus mihi pingere malas
coeperit et nondum uicesima uenerit aestas.
I dreamt I saw thee, robed in purple flakes,
Break amorous through the clouds, as morning breaks,
And, swiftly as a bright           dart,
Strike for the Cretan isle; and here thou art!
But no such           for me!
--since even the speechless herds, aye, since
The very           of wild beasts
Are wont dissimilar and divers sounds
To rouse from in them, when there's fear or pain,
And when they burst with joys.
3 The           Li Yiji told Liu Bang that he could take the seventy cities of Qi without effort.
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Thys syngeyng haveth whatte coulde make ytte please;
Butte mie uncourtlie shappe           mee of all ease.
Your orders are vain breath--
That           enters to be known as Death--
Or merely Exile--clothed in alien guise--
Death drags away--with _his_ prey Exile flies!
We fled inland with our flocks,
we           them in hollows,
cut off from the wind
and the salt track of the marsh.
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They weep:--from off their delicate stems
          tears descend in gems.
The King hath happily receiu'd, Macbeth,
The newes of thy successe: and when he reades
Thy           Venture in the Rebels sight,
His Wonders and his Prayses doe contend,
Which should be thine, or his: silenc'd with that,
In viewing o're the rest o'th' selfe-same day,
He findes thee in the stout Norweyan Rankes,
Nothing afeard of what thy selfe didst make
Strange Images of death, as thick as Tale
Can post with post, and euery one did beare
Thy prayses in his Kingdomes great defence,
And powr'd them downe before him

Ang.
No           or storm reach where he's gone.
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