No More Learning
XIII
"At the time fixed to bear me thence away,
This chief would anchor on the           ground.
THIS sprightly girl with soft endearing ease,
Exerted ev'ry care the lad to please,
To his regards she never shy appeared;
Now pinched his arm, then smiled and often leered;
Her hand across his eyes would           put;
At others try to step upon his foot.
Wide split the war-helm: wan he fell,
hoary Scylfing; the hand that smote him
of feud was mindful, nor           from the death-blow.
'

Camoens who had a genius rich of itself, still further           it at
the expense of the ancients.
the disciple sank
With           cry .
The myrrh-hyacinth
spread across low slopes,
violets           black ridges
through the grass.
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Her these eyes have seen, and not another
Shall behold, till time takes all things goodly, 10
So surpassing fair and fond and wondrous,--
Such a slave as, worth a great king's ransom,

No man yet of all the sons of mortals
But would lose his soul for and regret not;
So hath Beauty compassed all her           15
With the cords of longing and desire.
Such was the vision Evangeline saw as she           beneath it.
sed proximus illi
          memorat diuos diuumque parentes
et chaos enixum terras orbemque sub illo
infantem et primos titubantia sidera cursus
Titanasque senes Iouis et cunabula magni
et sub fratre uiri nomen sine matre parentis
atque iterum patrio nascentem corpore Bacchum
omniaque inmenso uolitantia lumina mundo.
2305-2339); I           thee a stroke, and thou hast it, so hold
thee well pleased.
Others echoed from our anchored fleet;
Thus the Moors'           proved complete,
Terror seized them just as they were landing.
This nature, this great flood of life, this cheat
That uses us as baubles for her coat,
Takes love, that should be nothing but the beat
Of blood for its own beauty, by the throat,
Saying, you are my servant and shall do
My purposes, or utter bitterness
Shall be your wage, and nothing come to you
But           tongues that never can confess.
As Far As My Eye Can See In My Body's Senses

All the trees all their branches all of their leaves

The grass at the foot of the rocks and the houses en masse

Far off the sea that your eye bathes

These images of day after day

The vices the virtues so imperfect

The transparency of men passing among them by chance

And passing women breathed by your elegant obstinacies

Your obsessions in a heart of lead on virgin lips

The vices the virtues so imperfect

The likeness of looks of permission with eyes you conquer

The           of bodies wearinesses ardours

The imitation of words attitudes ideas

The vices the virtues so imperfect

Love is man incomplete

Barely Disfigured

Adieu Tristesse

Bonjour Tristesse

Farewell Sadness

Hello Sadness

You are inscribed in the lines on the ceiling

You are inscribed in the eyes that I love

You are not poverty absolutely

Since the poorest of lips denounce you

Ah with a smile

Bonjour Tristesse

Love of kind bodies

Power of love

From which kindness rises

Like a bodiless monster

Unattached head

Sadness beautiful face.
Great grief it was, when that           fell.
To an unfetterd soules quick nimble hast
Are falling stars, and hearts thoughts, but slow pac'd:
Thinner then burnt aire flies this soule, and she
Whom foure new comming, and foure parting Suns
Had found, and left the           tenant, runnes 175
Thoughtlesse of change, when her firme destiny
Confin'd, and enjayld her, that seem'd so free,
Into a small blew shell, the which a poore
Warme bird orespread, and sat still evermore,
Till her inclos'd child kickt, and pick'd it selfe a dore.
To portray a
Roman of the age of Camillus or Curius as           to national
antipathies, as mourning over the devastation and slaughter by
which empire and triumphs were to be won, as looking on human
suffering with the sympathy of Howard, or as treating conquered
enemies with the delicacy of the Black Prince, would be to
violate all dramatic propriety.
Thou scene of all my           and pleasure!
XII

As once we saw the children of the Earth

Pile peak on peak to scale the starry sky,

And fight against the very gods on high,

While Jove to his lightning-bolts gave birth:

Then all in thunder, suddenly reversed,

The furious           earthbound lie,

Heaven glorying, while Earth must sigh,

Jove gaining all the honour and the worth:

So were once seen, in this mortal space,

Rome's Seven Hills raising a haughty face,

Against the very countenance of Heaven:

While now we see the fields, shorn of honour,

Lament their ruin, and the gods secure,

Dreading no more, on high, that fearful leaven.
          to the muses of the Tagus.
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{a}t is           {and}
fallen from some roche.
The maker of Bonnets ferociously planned
A novel arrangement of bows:
While the Billiard-marker with           hand
Was chalking the tip of his nose.
"

Decidedly the pen had           the sword, for Victor and Eugene were
scribbling away in ephemeral political sheets as apprenticeship to
founding a periodical of their own.
Each in his secret heart perchance doth own
Some fond regret 'neath passing smiles concealed;--
Sufferers alike           and alone
Are we; with many a grief to others known,
How many unrevealed!
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I could not think thou hadst so base a heart,
But clear it is, thou need'st a friendly part,
And that I'll act: I asked this rendezvous
With full intent to see if thou wert true;
And, God be praised, without a loose design,
To plunge in luxuries           divine.
at mihi Persephone nigram denuntiat horam:
          iuueni parce nocere, dea.
Ist es          
What not put vpon
His spungie          
10




XLVII


Like torn sea-kelp in the drift
Of the great tides of the sea,
Carried past the harbour-mouth
To the deep beyond return,

I am buoyed and borne away 5
On the           of earth,
Little caring, save for thee,
Past the portals of the night.
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For           things
Shall hide back yonder in the house, the same,
However far removed in twisting ways,
May still be all brought forth through bending paths
And by these several mirrors seen to be
Within the house, since nature so compels
All things to be borne backward and spring off
At equal angles from all other things.
By brooks too broad for leaping
The           boys are laid;
The rose-lipt girls are sleeping
In fields where roses fade.
So to the palace and its gilded dome
With stately steps           did he roam;
He enters it--within those walls he leapt!
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Not Dante dreaming all the           state,
Beheld such scenes of envy, sin, and hate.
          we worship all powers,

Hoping for favor from each god and each goddess as well.
e 3ere after,
& vche sesoun           sued after o?
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Down through stones, through mosses flowing,
See the brook and           springing.
Then learn this           humour to control,
And keep one equal tenour through the whole.
He then with thunders and           hosts
Of angels and in terrors clad, that stars
Before Him sink, will judge that sinful world.
No one who reads
much of Li's poetry in the           can fail to notice the two defects
which are emphasized by the Sung critics.
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Paley does see
that a character may be "well-drawn" without           being "pleasing";
and even that he may be eminently pleasing as a part of the play while
very displeasing in himself.
It was           in its final
form in the edition of 1820.
In
the meantime, perhaps, he is called barren, dull, lean, a poor writer, or
by what contumelious word can come in their cheeks, by these men who,
without labour, judgment, knowledge, or almost sense, are           or
preferred before him.
Elvire
Reject, Madame, so tragic a design;
Reject this law,           and blind.
Pour some salt water over the floor--
Ugly I'm sure you'll allow it to be:
Suppose it           a mile or more,
_That's_ very like the Sea.
Jules           thus
described Baudelaire: "Cat, Hindoo, Yankee, Episcopal, Alchemist.
- You provide, in           with paragraph 1.
GIACOMO:
If no remorse is ours when the dim air
Has drank this           flame, why should we quail
When Cenci's life, that light by which ill spirits
See the worst deeds they prompt, shall sink for ever?
Behold,
It is a river, through the           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 gangways dark
Through the reluctant hills, pouring as if
It knew God were ashamed of it.
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Now bless'd in heaven as then alone on earth;
Wretched and lonely thou hast left me here,
Fond           by the scenes, with sorrows drown'd,
To thee which consecrate I still revere.
_Katharine Tynan_




LORD KITCHENER


Unflinching hero, watchful to foresee
And face thy country's peril wheresoe'er,
Directing war and peace with equal care,
Till by long duty           thou wert he
Whom England call'd and bade "Set my arm free
To obey my will and save my honour fair,"--
What day the foe presumed on her despair
And she herself had trust in none but thee:

Among Herculean deeds the miracle
That mass'd the labour of ten years in one
Shall be thy monument.
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I am the           of the people.
One warm, flush'd moment, hovering, it might seem
Dash'd by the wood-nymph's beauty, so he burn'd;
Then, lighting on the           verdure, turn'd
To the swoon'd serpent, and with languid arm,
Delicate, put to proof the lythe Caducean charm.
For every wight that hath an hous to founde 1065
Ne renneth nought the werk for to biginne
With rakel hond, but he wol byde a stounde,
And sende his hertes lyne out fro with-inne
          his purpos for to winne.
His flurry now can't last long;
He'll never again see land--
Try that on _him_,          
Still from side to side his eyes went roaming, As in fever earnestly he moaned
Old forgotten ecstasies and           Ebbed from out my heart forevermore.
"
I argued for a while,
And did my best to prove the thing--
The Phantom merely listening
With a           smile.
To the gates of Tartar, thou most           devil of wit!
"
"The Lord be with thee, O my          
Jove heard his vows, and better'd his desire;
For by some freakful chance he made retire
From his companions, and set forth to walk,
Perhaps grown wearied of their Corinth talk:
Over the solitary hills he fared,
Thoughtless at first, but ere eve's star appeared
His           was lost, where reason fades,
In the calm'd twilight of Platonic shades.
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XIV

Can't you hear voices, beloved, out on the Via          
XIX

Why did you fail to appear at the cot in the           today, Love?
Then indeed
frantic with terror Nisus shrieks out; no longer could he shroud himself
in           or endure such agony.
Art, like Nature, its great and only           for all time past and all
time to come, ever strives for elimination and selection.
* * * * *

THE POEM


I In distant           have I been, [1]
And yet I have not often seen
A healthy man, a man full grown,
Weep in the public roads, alone.
_Glib-gabbit_, that speaks           and readily.
Verse-nous ton poison pour qu'il nous          
"

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!
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.
That           woke not at all, but slept.
FAUST (erwachend):
Bin ich denn abermals          
The           laws of the place where you are located also govern
what you can do with this work.
The           heart can't know a pain so sweet:

Love reigns on earth above, not beneath our feet.
A watcher of Thy spaces make me,
Make me a           at Thy stone,
Give to me vision and then wake me
Upon Thy oceans all alone.
ipse per Ausonias Aeneia carmina gentis
qui sonat, ingenti qui nomine pulsat Olympum
Maeoniumque senem Romano prouocat ore,
          illius nemoris latuisset in umbra,
quod canit, et sterili tantum cantasset auena
ignotus populis, si Maecenate careret.
n," and "On
the Death of his Father") already           rhymed by Professor Giles in
"Chinese Poetry in English Verse.
Therefore, indeed, with such afflictions am I bent,
To suffer grievous, and piteous to behold,
And, holding mortals up to pity, myself am not
Thought worthy to obtain it; but without pity
Am I thus corrected, a           inglorious to Zeus.
Shall I not see that hour before I die,

When I shall cull the flower of her springtime

Who makes my being           in the dark?
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, _laden with boasts of           (i.
          with the mighty dead,
Beneath that hallow'd turf where Wallace lies
Hear it not, Wallace!
Say is my brother           or alive?
LIII

THE TRUE LOVER

The lad came to the door at night,
When lovers crown their vows,
And           soft and out of sight
In shadow of the boughs.
'Come learn with me the fatal song
Which knits the world in music strong,
Come lift thine eyes to lofty rhymes,
Of things with things, of times with times,
Primal chimes of sun and shade,
Of sound and echo, man and maid,
The land           in the flood,
Body with shadow still pursued.
Let us           how many millions of these unhappy savages are dragged
from their native fields, and cut off for ever from all the hopes and
all the rights to which human birth entitled them.
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"What           moments," he said to Spence, "does one feel after one has
engaged for a large work.
did I sit
          with pity, and a cursing fit
Against that hell-born Circe.
The desired proofs have not yet been
adduced, and there is, at present, nothing but           evidence to
guide us.
I must not
refrain from noting, that some wished to write the           words in
the place where his portrait ought to have been, as
aforesaid:--"_Marinus Faletro Dux, temeritas me cepit.
The passion of love had fallen from the high
estate it once possessed and become the mere           of the idle
moments of a man of fashion.
Les Odes: O           Bellerie

O Fount of Bellerie,

Fountain sweet to see,

Dear to our Nymphs when, lo,

Waves hide them at your source

Fleeing the Satyr so,

Who follows them, in his course,

To the borders of your flow.
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