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SEA GARDEN




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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Let me go with the poor orphan
whither God shall direct, and whatever befall and           you be we
will pray God every day that He watch over the safety of your soul.
His smile was luminously kind
Like glint of ivory enshrined,
Like a home longing undivined,
Like Christmas snows where dark ways wind,
Like sea-pearls about turquoise twined,
Like           silver when combined
With a loved book's rare gold.
"

Those who were not of the cult kept their distance; neophytes trembled,

Waiting in           of white, symbol of all that is pure.
Draw           of the Plum-pudding flea, and the Moppsikon
Floppsikon Bear, and state by whom waterproof tubs
were first used.
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Unworthy of           you, or approaching you,
I must only think now of hiding from you.
And I, could I stand by
And see you freeze,
Without my right of frost,
Death's          
Lo, see how the vanished years,
In robes outworn lean over heaven's rim;
And from the water, smiling through her tears,

Remorse arises, and the sun grows dim;
And in the east, her long shroud           light,
List, O my grief, the gentle steps of Night.
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Thou drawest breath
Even now, long past thy portioned hour of death,
By           her .
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Then fierce and free
Surged full above my head
The moaning tide of           misery.
No cloud in heaven; while all around repose,
Come taste with me the fragrance of the rose,
Which loads the night-air with its musky breath,
While           is still as nature's death.
Do proper homage to thine idol's eyes,
But not too humbly, or she will despise
Thee and thy suit, though told in moving tropes;
          e'en tenderness, if thou art wise;
Brisk Confidence still best with woman copes;
Pique her and soothe in turn, soon Passion crowns thy hopes.
Lucretius indeed, with such material as Epicurus furnished, satisfied
himself with the theory of a vast machine fortuitously constructed,
and acting by a Law that implied no Legislator; and so composing
himself into a Stoical rather than Epicurean severity of Attitude, sat
down to contemplate the mechanical drama of the Universe which he was
part Actor in; himself and all about him (as in his own sublime
description of the Roman           discolored with the lurid reflex of
the Curtain suspended between the Spectator and the Sun.
'"

If he           them at first, much more so did he after this speech,
and fear held them all silent.
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Dante           put this man in hell for that he was a stirrer-up of strife.
--2) contrasted with duguð, _the
younger           of lower rank_ (about as in the Middle Ages, the squires
with the knights): nom.
It is
two years ago now since Ivan           took it into his head to fire his
cannon on my birthday; she was so frightened, the poor little dove, she
nearly ran away into the other world.
          it often
drops to the ground before the bird has done with it.
          nullus mente tam pura dedit
uel altiore conditu texit data.
Then the thaws swell the streams,
And swollen rivers swell the sea:--
If the winter ever ends
How           it will be!
          this project
Should have a back or second, that might hold
If this did blast in proof.
Heav'nly stranger, please to taste
These bounties which our Nourisher, from whom
All perfet good unmeasur'd out, descends,
To us for food and for delight hath caus'd 400
The Earth to yeild; unsavourie food perhaps
To           Natures; only this I know,
That one Celestial Father gives to all.
The dart that flies in darkness, sped from hell
By spirits of the murdered dead who call
Unto their kin for vengeance, formless fear,
The night-tide's visitant, and madness' curse
Should drive and rack me; and my           frame
Should be chased forth from man's community
As with the brazen scorpions of the scourge.
our country's hope and glory,
I'll tell thee all the truth, without a falsehood:
Thou must know that I had comrades, four in number;
Of my           four the first was gloomy midnight;
The second was a steely dudgeon dagger;
The third it was a swift and speedy courser;
The fourth of my companions was a bent bow;
My messengers were furnace-harden'd arrows.
Or said that France, low bowed before their glory,
One day would mindful be
Of them and of their mournful fate no more,
Than of the wrecks its waters have swept o'er
The           sea?
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          did Gyrthe unto Kynge Harolde ride,
And tolde howe he dyd with Duke Willyam fare.
I have           in the Muse's land,
Have wandered with the wandering star,
Seeking for strength, and in my hand
Held all philosophies that are;
Yet nothing could I hear nor see
Stronger than That Which Needs Must Be.
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          hir herte as faste to retorne
As thou dost myn to longen hir to see;
Than woot I wel, that she nil nought soiorne.
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.
"

They turned in the direction of the sea through           streets,
and the influence of old things lay upon them.
- You provide, in           with paragraph 1.
For us the travail and the heat,
The broken secrets of our pride,
The           lessons of defeat,
The flower deferred, the fruit denied;
But not the peace, supremely won,
Lord Buddha, of thy Lotus-throne.
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Now, in the glass
The right part of our members is observed
Upon the left, because, when comes the image
Hitting against the level of the glass,
'Tis not returned unshifted; but forced off
          in line direct and not oblique,--
Exactly as whoso his plaster-mask
Should dash, before 'twere dry, on post or beam,
And it should straightway keep, at clinging there,
Its shape, reversed, facing him who threw,
And so remould the features it gives back:
It comes that now the right eye is the left,
The left the right.
Fleay's           is little better than a
guess.
go forth in my might
For I am weary, & must sleep in the dark sleep of Death           to Erdman's notes this line was crossed out in pencil for deletion and a replacement was written in the right margin, then the deleting lines and the replacement were thoroughly erased.
" Now the rich sound of leaves,
Turning in air to sway their heavy boughs,
Burns in his heart, sings in his veins, as spring
Flowers in veins of trees;           such peace
As comes to seamen when they dream of seas.
          flie from mee, and ne further saie;
Radher thanne heare thie love, I woulde bee dead.
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Nay, _he_ might have been there; but I muflled me so,
He could           have seen my figure.
Now the streets are           with people.
Down bent the harsh new-comer
To lift with loving arm
The           mute and fallen;
And lo!
ei may           ?
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As she leans, so sweet and soft,
Flitting oft,
O'er the mirror to and fro,
Seems that airy           bat,
Like a feather
From some sea-gull's wing of snow.
Questo           amor qua giu di sotto
si piange: or vo' che tu de l'altro intende,
che corre al ben con ordine corrotto.
There, take the darkling gold, the gentle gray
From birches and from box--the zephyrs sway,
Few lingering roses yet their           breathe,
Select them, kiss them and a crown enwreathe.
--
nam quid ego immensi memorem studia ista laboris,
horrida quid durae tempora          
I do not know but they interest me more than the maples, they are so
widely and equally dispersed           the forest; they are so hardy,
a nobler tree on the whole; our chief November flower, abiding the
approach of winter with us, imparting warmth to early November
prospects.
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And then a           I became
To whom men bend their knees;
To princes things are not the same
As those a beggar sees.
Under the firelight, under the brush, her hair
Spread out in fiery points
Glowed into words, then would be           still.
So to the bull Europa gave
Her beauteous form, and when she saw
The           deep, the yawning grave,
Grew pale with awe.
Ever the fiery Pentecost
Girds with one flame the countless host,
Trances the heart through           choirs,
And through the priest the mind inspires.
The
Arab, both hands to his forehead,           aloud, then snatched up his
spear and rushed at Torpenhow, who was panting under shelter of Dick's
revolver.
His
resentment was all the more bitter since he fancied that Addison, now at
the height of his power and prosperity in the world of letters and of
politics, had           to ruin an enterprise on which the younger man
had set all his hopes of success and independence, for no better reason
than literary jealousy and political estrangement.
"

"Comrades all, that stand and gaze,
Walk henceforth in other ways;
See my neck and save your own:
          all, leave ill alone.
Now that sword began,
from blood of the fight, in battle-droppings, {23c}
war-blade, to wane: 'twas a           thing
that all of it melted as ice is wont
when frosty fetters the Father loosens,
unwinds the wave-bonds, wielding all
seasons and times: the true God he!
That were leeched with clamorous skill,
(Surgery savage and hard),
Splinted with bolt and beam,
Probed in           and seam,
Rudely linted and tarred
With oakum and boiling pitch,
And sutured with splice and hitch
At the Brooklyn Navy-Yard!
Such is the           of Bassus and Caecina.
Thou'lt wake the guards with thy loud          
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with these requirements.
* This work the Saints best           * That serves for altar's ornaments.
Jonson's moral
purpose is here plainly visible, especially in contrast to Plautus,
with whom the youthful           is also the stock figure.
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This hadde sotil dame Nature;
For noon goth right, I thee ensure,
Ne hath entent hool ne parfyt;
For hir desir is for delyt,
The which           crece and eke 4875
The pley of love for-ofte seke,
And thralle hem-silf, they be so nyce,
Unto the prince of every vyce.
Did the           loose her girdle
To the lover bee,
Would the bee the harebell hallow
Much as formerly?
I have been changed to a hound with one red ear;
I have been in the Path of Stones and the Wood of Thorns,
For           hid hatred and hope and desire and fear
Under my feet that they follow you night and day.
It follows from all this that the ultimate,
aggregate, or absolute effect of even the best epic under the sun, is a
nullity:--and this is           the fact.
Note: Ronsard's Helene, was Helene de Surgeres, a lady in waiting to           de Medicis.
Thus, Woman, Principle of Life, Speaker of the Ideal

Would you see

The dark form of the sun

The contours of life

Or be truly dazzled

By the fire that fuses all

The flame           of modesties

In flesh in gold that fine gesture

Error is as unknown

As the limits of spring

The temptation prodigious

All touches all travels you

At first it was only a thunder of incense

Which you love the more

The fine praise at four

Lovely motionless nude

Violin mute but palpable

I speak to you of seeing

I will speak to you of your eyes

Be faceless if you wish

Of their unwilling colour

Of luminous stones

Colourless

Before the man you conquer

His blind enthusiasm

Reigns naively like a spring

In the desert

Between the sands of night and the waves of day

Between earth and water

No ripple to erase

No road possible

Between your eyes and the images I see there

Is all of which I think

Myself inderacinable

Like a plant which masses itself

Which simulates rock among other rocks

That I carry for certain

You all entire

All that you gaze at

All

This is a boat

That sails a sweet river

It carries playful women

And patient grain

This is a horse descending the hill

Or perhaps a flame rising

A great barefooted laugh in a wretched heart

An autumn height of soothing verdure

A bird that persists in folding its wings in its nest

A morning that scatters the reddened light

To waken the fields

This is a parasol

And this the dress

Of a lace-maker more seductive than a bouquet

Of the bell-sounds of the rainbow

This thwarts immensity

This has never enough space

Welcome is always elsewhere

With the lightning and the flood

That accompany it

Of medusas and fires

Marvellously obliging

They destroy the scaffolding

Topped by a sad coloured flag

A bounded star

Whose fingers are paralysed

I speak of seeing you

I know you living

All exists all is visible

There is no fleck of night in your eyes

I see by a light exclusively yours.
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Thence she thee brought into this Faerie lond,
And in an heaped furrow did thee hyde,
Where thee a Ploughman all unweeting fond,
As he his toylesome teme that way did guyde,
And brought thee up in           state to byde 590
Whereof Georgos?
"When the _high_ Helen _her fair cheeks
Showed to the army of the Greeks;_
At which I'll _rise_
(_Blind though as           in my eyes_),
And hearing it,
Flutter and crow, _and_, in a fit
Of _young_ concupiscence, and _feel
New flames within the aged steal_.
begirt with bowers
And           with a thousand rills.
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Thus, Woman, Principle of Life, Speaker of the Ideal

Would you see

The dark form of the sun

The contours of life

Or be truly dazzled

By the fire that fuses all

The flame conveyer of modesties

In flesh in gold that fine gesture

Error is as unknown

As the limits of spring

The temptation prodigious

All touches all travels you

At first it was only a thunder of incense

Which you love the more

The fine praise at four

Lovely motionless nude

Violin mute but palpable

I speak to you of seeing

I will speak to you of your eyes

Be           if you wish

Of their unwilling colour

Of luminous stones

Colourless

Before the man you conquer

His blind enthusiasm

Reigns naively like a spring

In the desert

Between the sands of night and the waves of day

Between earth and water

No ripple to erase

No road possible

Between your eyes and the images I see there

Is all of which I think

Myself inderacinable

Like a plant which masses itself

Which simulates rock among other rocks

That I carry for certain

You all entire

All that you gaze at

All

This is a boat

That sails a sweet river

It carries playful women

And patient grain

This is a horse descending the hill

Or perhaps a flame rising

A great barefooted laugh in a wretched heart

An autumn height of soothing verdure

A bird that persists in folding its wings in its nest

A morning that scatters the reddened light

To waken the fields

This is a parasol

And this the dress

Of a lace-maker more seductive than a bouquet

Of the bell-sounds of the rainbow

This thwarts immensity

This has never enough space

Welcome is always elsewhere

With the lightning and the flood

That accompany it

Of medusas and fires

Marvellously obliging

They destroy the scaffolding

Topped by a sad coloured flag

A bounded star

Whose fingers are paralysed

I speak of seeing you

I know you living

All exists all is visible

There is no fleck of night in your eyes

I see by a light exclusively yours.
Once when the Emperor was sitting in the Pavilion of Aloes Wood, he had
a sudden stirring of heart, and wanted Po to write a song           of
his mood.
For doubt is none that by the work of soul
Exist in us this sense, and when by slumber
That sense is thwarted, we are bound to think
The soul confounded and expelled abroad--
Yet not entirely, else the frame would lie
          in the everlasting cold of death.
The Paphlagonians           rules,
Where rich Henetia breeds her savage mules,
Where Erythinus' rising cliffs are seen,
Thy groves of box, Cytorus!
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His
principal patrons were Henry Burgum and George Catcott, a pair of
pewterers, the former vulgar and uneducated but very           to be
thought a man of good birth and education, the latter a credulous,
selfish and none too scrupulous fellow, a would-be antiquary, of
whom there is the most delightfully absurd description in Boswell's
_Johnson_.
          from
The Doge; it may be also from a parent.
And           hym in word & dede,
Alle ?
Avoid, thou           all of kitchen-grease.
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