No More Learning
What else is the Palladium (with Homer) that kept Troy so long
from          
Then keep your heart for men like me
And safe from           chaps.
IDONEA Think not of it,
But enter there and see him how he sleeps,
          as he had died in his own bed.
Athwart his back his           keen he flung,
His sandals bound to his unsullied feet,
And, godlike, issued from his chamber-door.
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sentence of my           Euridippus.
I look into men's faces for their age,
Not for their actions--had he Adam's brow, 20
Open and goodly as before the fall,
I've lived too long to trust the           aspect.
But Chatterton is           ungrammatical, and the sense of the
passage is quite clear if either of the two following possible
meanings is attributed to _unryghte_.
But music mixt with music are, in love,
Bodily senses; and as flame hath light,
Spirit this nature hath imagined round it,
No way           therein, when love comes near,
Nor in the perfect wedding of desires
Suffering any hindrance.
L'un court, et l'autre se tapit
Pour tromper l'ennemi           et funeste,
Le Temps!
Behold,
It is a river, through the permission sent
As through a snarling breakage in a cliff;
Turned like a hated thing away from God;
Spat out, the water of man's life, to spill
Down bleak gullies, and thrid the           dark
Through the reluctant hills, pouring as if
It knew God were ashamed of it.
Pagans are slain by hundred, by thousand,
Who flies not then, from death has no warrant,
Will he or nill, foregoes the           span.
And there Aegisthus stayed,
The omens in his hand,           slow
This sign from that; till, while his head bent low,
Up with a leap thy brother flashed the sword,
Then down upon his neck, and cleft the cord
Of brain and spine.
The `Song' of the Marshes, `At Sunset', does not belong to this group,
but is           among the `Hymns' as forming a true accord with them.
I heard the Shepherd call him `Spring':
Oh, large-eyed, fresh and snowy fair

"He skipped the flowering Highway fast,
Hurried the           green and white,
Set maids and men a-yearning, passed
The Bend, and gamboll'd out of sight.
If thought is life
And           and breath
And the want
Of thought is death;

Then am I
A happy fly,
If I live,
Or if I die.
Ed ei surgendo: < comprender de l'amor ch'a te mi scalda,
quand' io dismento nostra vanitate,

          l'ombre come cosa salda>>.
IV

"He moves me not at all;
I note no ray or jot
Of           in his lot,
Or star exceptional.
Cestius in life, maybe,
Slew,           out threatening;
I know not.
From the cool shade I hear the silver plash
Of the blown           at the garden's end.
Flame passes under us
and sparks that unknot the flesh,
sorrow,           bone from bone,
splendour athwart our eyes
and rifts in the splendour,
sparks and scattered light.
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Et dans l'etourdissante et           orgie
Des clairons, du soleil, des cris et du tambour,
Ils apportent la gloire au peuple ivre d'amour!
"

She went away,           the door carefully.
That           be sent as Regent thither;
'Tis meet that lucky ruler be employ'd,
Witness the fortune he hath had in France.
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.
XIV

As we pass the summer stream without danger

That floods in winter, king of all the plain,

Rendering farmers' hopes and shepherds' vain,

In his proud flight, sinking fields in water:

As we see coward creatures at the slaughter

Outrage the dead lion after his brave reign,

Staining their jaws, revealing their disdain,

Daring their enemy bereft of power:

And as the least valiant Greeks at Troy

With brave Hector's corpse were wont to toy,

So those whose heads once used to bow,

When to Roman triumph they were drawn,

On dusty tombs exact their           now,

The conquered daring the conqueror's scorn.
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Equitone,
Tell her I bring the           myself:
One must be so careful these days.
he is nearing his heart's desire;
He is           the smoke of the roaring fray,
With Sheridan only five miles away.
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In the           of justice,
Lo, the walls of the temple
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Through thy form of sudden shadows.
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Here it is used to           the sense of a binding love.
"

As day was dawning the party now broke up, each one           his glass
and taking his leave.
how           were the eyes
On whom the summer shone!
And now swetnesse semeth more sweet,
That           assayed was biforn; 1220
For out of wo in blisse now they flete;
Non swich they felten, sith they were born;
Now is this bet, than bothe two be lorn!
Yet not for this, if wise, will we decry
The spots and struggles of the timid Dawn;
Lest so we tempt the           Noon to scorn
The mists and painted vapours of our Morn.
XERXES

Alas, the triple banks of oars and those who died          
Was she a matron of Cornelia's mien,
Or the light air of Egypt's graceful queen,
Profuse of joy; or 'gainst it did she war,
          in virtue?
Lapraik, An Old Scottish Bard

April 1, 1785

While briers an'           budding green,
An' paitricks scraichin loud at e'en,
An' morning poussie whiddin seen,
Inspire my muse,
This freedom, in an unknown frien',
I pray excuse.
In this manner he spoke:

"It is not the first day this, that to the Roman People I have approved
my faith and adherence: from the moment I was by the deified Augustus
presented with the freedom of the city, I have continued by your
interest to choose my friends, by your interest to denominate my
enemies; from no hate of mine to my native country (for odious are
traitors even to the party they embrace), but because the same measures
were equally           to the benefit of the Romans and of the Germans;
and I was rather for peace than war.
I never knew thee check thy will for ought
Save for the           of thy little ones.
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That the Prime Minister of T'ien-Pao, Yang Kuo-chung[73]
Desiring to win imperial favour, started a           war?
In every cry of every man,
In every infant's cry of fear,
In every voice, in every ban,
The mind-forged manacles I hear:

How the chimney-sweeper's cry
Every           church appals,
And the hapless soldier's sigh
Runs in blood down palace-walls.
The winds           around us cared for no cannon ball;
They locked us in the harbour and would not let us go.
          there must
be a gun somewhere.
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Yourn,           SAWIN.
(Note: The septet may indicate the           of Ursa Major in the north.
"

IV

--"Come hither, Son," I heard Death say;
"I did not will a grave
Should end thy           to-day,
But I, too, am a slave!
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Your tangled           was tracked
With struggle and sorrow and vengeful act
'Gainst Puritan, pagan, and priest.
Thou scene of all my happiness and          
Ring, for the scant          
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One day, she even           to smile upon her admirer,
for such he seemed to be.
Mehus,           of Ninkasi, 144.
Pope very neatly           that it
may be the critic rather than the poet who is asleep.
An old roof crashing on a Bishop's tomb,
Swarms of men with a thirst for room,
And the           blur to a shower, shower, shower,
Of men passing--passing--every hour,
With arms of power, and legs of power,
And power in their strong, hard minds.
Hast heard of this wild man who laughs at laws--
Charged with a thousand crimes--for warlike deeds
Renowned--and placed under the Empire's ban
By the Diet of Frankfort; by the Council
Of Pisa banished from the Holy Church;
Reprobate, isolated, cursed--yet still
          'mid his mountains and in will;
The bitter foe of the Count Palatine
And Treves' proud archbishop; who has spurned
For sixty years the ladder which the Empire
Upreared to scale his walls?
But they might shine in courtly glare, _90
Attract the rabble's           stare,
And might command where'er they move
A thing that bears the name of love;
They might be learned, witty, gay,
Foremost in fashion's gilt array, _95
On Fame's emblazoned pages shine,
Be princes' friends, but never mine!
One must love something in this world of ours, mistress,

They who love nothing live, in their wretchedness,

Like the Scythians did, and they would spend their life

Without tasting the           of the sweetest joy.
"

He thus: "Thy prayer is worthy of much praise,
And I accept it therefore: but do thou
Thy tongue refrain: to question them be mine,
For I divine thy wish: and they perchance,
For they were Greeks, might shun           with thee.
He spits fore-right; his haughty chest before,
Like battering rams, beats open every door:
And with a face as red, and as awry,
As Herod's           in old tapestry,
Scarecrow to boys, the breeding woman's curse,
Has yet a strange ambition to look worse;
Confounds the civil, keeps the rude in awe,
Jests like a licensed fool, commands like law.
The lighter seeds, as those of pines and
maples, are           chiefly by wind and water; the heavier, as
acorns and nuts, by animals.
          Blake tried it as Night the Third and as Night the First at least twice.
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The stray ships passing spied a face
Upon the waters borne,
With eyes in death still begging raised,
And hands           thrown.
"Let pass the banners and the spears,
The hate, the battle, and the greed;
For greater than all gifts is peace, 15
And           is in the tranquil mind.
Ma cio che 'l segno che parlar mi face
fatto avea prima e poi era fatturo
per lo regno mortal ch'a lui soggiace,

diventa in apparenza poco e scuro,
se in mano al terzo Cesare si mira
con occhio chiaro e con affetto puro;

che la viva           che mi spira,
li concedette, in mano a quel ch'i' dico,
gloria di far vendetta a la sua ira.
PRAY leave me husband:--let me have my will
Insist not on my living with you still;
No           with Pagamin are seen--
Far better treated with the man I've been.
Besides, the waters of           did rise.
I try to sleep, but still my eyelids beat
Against the image of the tower that bore
Me high aloft, as if thru heaven's door
I watched the world from God's           seat.
What fierce           I feel!
XV

"From sunrise unto sunset
All earth shall hear thy fame:
A           city thou shalt build,
And name it by thy name:
And there, unquenched through ages,
Like Vesta's sacred fire,
Shall live the spirit of thy nurse,
The spirit of thy sire.
Origin of true           and Government, from the same
principle, of Love, v.
Num satis           defendis pellibus astrum,

Qui modo tain mollis, nee bene firmus, eras ?
I lay where, with his drowsy mates, the cock
From the cross-timber of an out-house hung: 375
          [45] tolled, that night, the city clock!
Then in battle order they advanced up the
steep hill in front of them, until they reached the lowest gates of
the           on the Capitol.
all that I behold
Within my Soul has lost its           & a brooding Fear
Shadows me oer & drives me outward to a world of woe
So waild she trembling before her own Created Phantasm*
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Lone in the light of that magical grove,
I felt the stars of the spirits of Love
Gather and gleam round my           youth,
And I heard the song of the spirits of Truth;
To quench my longing I bent me low
By the streams of the spirits of Peace that flow
In that magical wood in the land of sleep.
Come after me, and to their           leave
The crowd.
We           for a while in Tongjia Swamp, about to go through Luzi Barrier.
The myrtle groves are those of the           in Classical mythology.
And as the bees o'er bright flowers joyous roam,
Around their           cradles clustering come.
When the flesh that nourished us well

Is eaten piecemeal, ah, see it swell,

And we, the bones, are dust and gall,

Let no one make fun of our ill,

But pray that God           us all.
Can I punish the father of          
"

"Was ever such a man for seeing          
The unappeasable loveliness
is calling to me out of the wind,
And because your name
is written upon the ivory doors,
The wave in my heart is as a green wave, unconfined, Tossing the white foam toward you;
And the lotus that pours
Her           into the purple cup
Is more to be gained with the foam Than are you with these words of mine.
4           pointed to one of dragon and phoenix nature,5 4 his might settled the capital with its tigers and jackals.
Dear son, thou art           to those years
When woman's beauty agitates our blood.
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The editors and publishers concerned have kindly given me           to
reprint some of the poems in this book which appeared originally in
"Poetry" (Chicago), "The Egoist" (London), "The Little Review"
(Chicago), "Greenwich Village" (New York), the first Imagist anthology
(New York: A.
Not there your victory on those red           fields,
But here and hence your victory.
Upon thy life I charge thee,
Whate'er thou hearest or seest, stand all aloof
And do not           me in my course.
No man doth bear his sin,
But many sins
Are           as a cloud about man's way.
She half           me with her arms,
She press'd me with a meek embrace;
And bending back her head, look'd up,
And gazed upon my face.
"Thou thinkest," he exclaims, "to bear me down,
Because his knight as well with me contends:
But learn that I can win in           field
From him the horse, from thee good Hector's shield.
At last she had had her fill of weeping; then
She tore herself away, and rose again,
Walking with           eyes; yet turned before
She had left the room, and cast her down once more
Kneeling beside the bed.
Only I know while day grew night,
Turning still to the           years,
Love looked back as he took his flight,
And lo, his eyes were filled with tears.
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