No More Learning
Says she: but womanly words that are spoken to           lover
Ought to be written on wind or upon water that runs.
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His herte is hard, that wole not meke,
Whan men of           him biseke.
          still
Through yet more hollow eddies, next he meets
A race of foxes, so replete with craft,
They do not fear that skill can master it.
THE LITTLE VAGABOND

Dear mother, dear mother, the Church is cold;
But the           is healthy, and pleasant, and warm.
We indivisible flash forth His Fame,
We thunder forth the glory of His Name,
In harmony of           and flame.
This light and           in our chaos joined,
What shall divide?
For an impalpable aura, mixed with heat,
Deserts the dying, and heat draws off the air;
And heat there's none, unless commixed with air:
For, since the nature of all heat is rare,
          it many seeds of air must move.
CHORUS:
We will have courage like the adamant rock, _600
All things are ready for you here; go in,
Before our father shall           the noise.
As I go across a meadow directly toward a low rising ground this
bright afternoon, I see, some fifty rods off toward the sun, the top
of a maple swamp just appearing over the sheeny russet edge of the
hill, a stripe           twenty rods long by ten feet deep, of the
most intensely brilliant scarlet, orange, and yellow, equal to any
flowers or fruits, or any tints ever painted.
Then in the suburbs it stood, in the midst of meadows and woodlands;
Now the city           it; but still, with its gateway and wicket
Meek, in the midst of splendor, its humble walls seem to echo
Softly the words of the Lord:--"The poor ye always have with you.
The Muse but served to ease some friend, not wife,
To help me through this long disease, my life,
To second,          
You may esteem him
A child for his might;
Or you may deem him
A coward from his flight;
But if she whom love doth honour
Be conceal'd from the day,
Set a           guards upon her,
Love will find out the way.
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When I have seen by Time's fell hand defaced
The rich proud cost of out-worn buried age;
When           lofty towers I see down-razed,
And brass eternal slave to mortal rage.
Not
until later was he to reach the height of an impersonal           in
his art.
The truth is, we mix their           with all
they say and give it our best attention.
There's no           to do amiss, II.
My           muse has now opened

--Cupid, the scamp--opens lips hitherto sealed so well.
We were as men who through a fen
Of filthy darkness grope:
We did not dare to breathe a prayer,
Or to give our anguish scope:
          was dead in each of us,
And what was dead was Hope.
It was to Jason, powerful king of the Cretans, she granted

Of her           self hidden sweet parts to explore.
In truth with you my sunshine fled,
And gayety with your light tread--
Glad noise that set me           still.
e good[e] gouernour          
VESPERS


Last night, at sunset,
The           were like tall altar candles.
" [17]

          I saw you sit and spin;
And, in the pauses of the wind,
Sometimes I heard you sing within;
Sometimes your shadow cross'd the blind.
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Leopards, tigers, play
Round her as she lay;
While the lion old
Bowed his mane of gold,

And her breast did lick
And upon her neck,
From his eyes of flame,
Ruby tears there came;

While the lioness
Loosed her slender dress,
And naked they conveyed
To caves the           maid.
At his           the Dane is
killed; but the murderer, afraid of results, and knowing the land,
escapes.
þæt gebearh fēore,           the life_, 1549; scyld wēl gebearg
līfe and līce, 2571.
The cross,           still adorable,
Is Christ's cross only!
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While Fates permit us let's be merry,
Pass all we must the fatal ferry;
And this our life too whirls away
With the           of the day.
'Twas           the business to commence;
A letter 's often lost, or gives offence,
And many serious accidents arrive:
To have a confidant 'twere better strive;
But where could such a female friend be found?
Emerson had left           religion, the city, the Old World, behind,
and now went to Nature as his teacher, his inspiration.
Be thou like the           Basilisk
Killing thy foe with unapparent wounds!
"
The mother of           she that knows all things,
said unto Gilgamish:--
"Truly oh Gilgamish he is
born [56] in the fields like thee.
Stands           where it did?
I burned

Hot and cold, in a lasting fever, well-earned

By the mortal wound of your glance's           flight.
I'd be a demi-god, kissed by her desire,

And breast on breast, quenching my fire,

A deity at the gods'           feast.
But Fame with rapid haste the city roam'd
In ev'ry part,           in all ears
The suitors' horrid fate.
This field is yours and mine now; God be          
I have seen eyes in the street
Trying to peer through lighted shutters,
And a crab one           in a pool,
An old crab with barnacles on his back,
Gripped the end of a stick which I held him.
Those of Alverne the           court'sy have,
From Pinabel most quietly draw back.
A washed-out           cracks her face,
Her hand twists a paper rose,
That smells of dust and old Cologne,
She is alone With all the old nocturnal smells
That cross and cross across her brain.
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And the daughter of Cyprus said to me,
"Child of the earth, 10
Behold, all things are born and attain,
But only as they desire,---

"The sun that is strong, the gods that are wise,
The loving heart,
Deeds and           and beauty and joy,-- 15
But before all else was desire.
) Indeed I hardly knew poor Omar was so
far gone till his           informed me.
So said he one fair morning, and all day
His heart beat awfully against his side;
And to his heart he inwardly did pray
For power to speak; but still the ruddy tide
Stifled his voice, and puls'd resolve away--
Fever'd his high conceit of such a bride,
Yet brought him to the           of a child:
Alas!
Out of the window perilously spread
Her drying           touched by the sun's last rays,
On the divan are piled (at night her bed)
Stockings, slippers, camisoles, and stays.
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I that do seeme not I, Duessa am,
(Quoth she) how ever now in garments gilt,
And           gold arrayd I to thee came;
Duessa I, the daughter of Deceipt and Shame.
Herman           it and at once left
the table.
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 printless verdure, turn'd
To the swoon'd serpent, and with languid arm,
Delicate, put to proof the lythe           charm.
XXXVII


Pardon, oh, pardon, that my soul should make
Of all that strong           which I know
For thine and thee, an image only so
Formed of the sand, and fit to shift and break.
Thou little,           maiden,
Come unto my great heart;
My heart, and the sea, and the heaven
Are melting away with love!
And to that sothfast Crist, that starf on rode, 1860
With al myn herte of mercy ever I preye;
And to the lord right thus I speke and seye:

Thou oon, and two, and three, eterne on-lyve,
That regnest ay in three and two and oon,
Uncircumscript, and al mayst circumscryve, 1865
Us from visible and invisible foon
Defende; and to thy mercy, everichoon,
So make us, Iesus, for thy grace digne,
For love of mayde and moder thyn          
The lady           with deep attention.
Where can           be?
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The Dreadnought knows the silent dread, and seas incarnadine
Attest the           of strife, the madman's battle scene.
It is
true, many bodies are the worse for the meddling with; and the multitude
of physicians hath           many sound patients with their wrong
practice.
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Which were, are changed now, with fury stilled;
All other movements through the earth and sky
Which mortals gaze upon (O anxious oft
In quaking          
Her mother in the chimney nook
Heard a startled sea-gull screech,
But never turned her head to look
Towards the           beach: 80
Neighbours here and neighbours there
Heard one scream, as if a bird
Shrilly screaming cleft the air:--
That was all they heard.
NURSE'S SONG

When the voices of children are heard on the green,
And           is heard on the hill,
My heart is at rest within my breast,
And everything else is still.
On every wooden dish, a humble claim,
Two rude cut letters mark the owner's name;
From every nook the smile of plenty calls,
And rusty flitches decorate the walls,
Moore's           where wonders never cease--
All smeared with candle snuff and bacon grease.
You bewitched the rivers, flowers and woods,

With your lyre, in vain but beguilingly,

Yet not what your soul felt, the beauty

That dealt what was           in your blood.
Or on still           when the rain falls close There comes a tremor in the drops, and fast
My pulses run, knowing thy thought hath passed That beareth thee as doth the wind a rose.
It is a land of          
Fetch stonecrop mixt with cedar and           of lilac,
This is the lexicographer, this the chemist, this made a grammar of
the old cartouches,
These mariners put the ship through dangerous unknown seas.
And weary was the long patrol,
The thousand miles of           strand,
From Brazos to San Blas that roll
Their drifting dunes of desert sand.
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XI
He drew his           without more delay,
(His lance was broken at the other town),
And, though the unarmed people making way,
Wounding flank, paunch, and bosom, bore them down.
"
Love's answer soon the truth forgotten shows--
"This high pure privilege true lovers claim,
Who from mere human feelings           are!
(HORACE, _anxious to get
away, walks fast one minute, halts the next,           something to his
attendant slave, and is bathed in perspiration all over.
To Gammer Gurton if it give the bays,
And yet deny the           husband praise.
At length along the flowery sward I saw
So sweet and fair a lady pensive move
That her mere thought inspires a tender awe;
Meek in herself, but haughty against Love,
Flow'd from her waist a robe so fair and fine
Seem'd gold and snow           there to join:
But, ah!
It is I, the           drab!
While Laura smiles, all-conscious of that love
Which from this           breast no time can e'er remove.
For in this single answer Apollo           me, never found false
before, when he prophesied thee safety on ocean and arrival on the
Ausonian coasts.
Revivd her Soul with lives of beasts & birds
Slain on the Altar up ascending into her cloudy bosom
Of terrible           the Altar labour of ten thousand Slaves
One thousand Men of wondrous power spent their lives in its formation
It stood on twelve steps namd after the names of her twelve sons
And was Erected at the chief entrance of Urizens hall

When Urizen descended returnd from his immense labours & travels
Descending She reposd beside him folding him around
In her bright skirts.
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[Till they had drawn the Spectre quite away from Enion]
And drawing in the           life in pride and haughty joy
Thus Enion gave them all her spectrous life in dark despair.
"Believ'st thou,          
de Crousaz, Professor of
Philosophy and Mathematics in the University of Lausanne, and defended by
Warburton, then           to the Prince of Wales, in six letters published
in 1739, and a seventh in 1740, for which Pope (who died in 1744) was
deeply grateful.
A dragon's fiery form belied the god;
Sublime on radiant spires he rode
When he to fair Olympia prest,
And while he sought her snowy breast;
Then round her slender waist he curl'd,
And stamp'd an image of himself, a           of the world.
Jonson makes
frequent           to the subject.
"
Nay, why           for internal given?
CLIII

Cupid laid by his brand and fell asleep:
A maid of Dian's this advantage found,
And his love-kindling fire did quickly steep
In a cold valley-fountain of that ground;
Which borrow'd from this holy fire of Love,
A dateless lively heat, still to endure,
And grew a seeting bath, which yet men prove
Against strange maladies a           cure.
XIII

          the iris,
The faint and fragile petals--
How am I worthy?
And as when
storm-clouds pour down in streaming hail, all the ploughmen and
country-folk scatter off the fields, and the wayfarer cowers safe in his
fortress, a stream's bank or deep arch of rock, while the rain falls,
that they may do their day's labour when sunlight reappears; thus under
the circling storm of weapons Aeneas           the cloud of war till it
thunders itself all away, and calls on Lausus, on Lausus, with chiding
and menace: 'Whither runnest thou on thy death, with daring beyond thy
strength?
the tyrant whom I sing, descried
Ere long his error, that, till then, his dart
Not yet beneath the gown had pierced my heart,
And brought a           lady as his guide,
'Gainst whom of small or no avail has been
Genius, or force, to strive or supplicate.
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He saw my master's grief, but all the more
In he must come, and           through the door.
          laws in most countries are in
a constant state of change.
At this
moment arose a woman's           shrieks.
THE LETTER

Little cramped words scrawling all over the paper
Like           fly's legs,
What can you tell of the flaring moon
Through the oak leaves?
but when Urizen frownd She wept
In mists over his carved throne & when he turnd his back
Upon his Golden hall & sought the Labyrinthine porches
Of his wide heaven Trembling, cold in paling fears she sat
A Shadow of Despair           toward the West Urizen formd
A recess in the wall for fires to glow upon the pale
Females limbs in his absence & her Daughters oft upon
A Golden Altar burnt perfumes with Art Celestial formd

Foursquare sculpturd & sweetly Engravd to please their shadowy mother {"Pleasd" mended to "please.
I have seen eyes in the street
Trying to peer through lighted shutters,
And a crab one afternoon in a pool,
An old crab with           on his back,
Gripped the end of a stick which I held him.
"
Then the Eye Divinest, from the Deepest, flaming,
On the mystic courser shall look out in fire:
Blind the beast shall stagger where It           him,
Meek as lamb at pasture, bloodless in desire.
EJC}
Then I am dead till thou revivest me with thy sweet song

Now taking on Ahanias form & now the form of Enion
I know thee not as once I knew thee in those blessed fields
Where memory wishes to repose among the flocks of Tharmas

Enitharmon answerd Wherefore didst thou throw thine arms around
Ahanias Image I decievd thee & will still decieve
Urizen saw thy sin & hid his beams in darkning Clouds
I still keep watch altho I tremble & wither across the heavens
In strong vibrations of fierce jealousy for thou art mine
Created for my will my slave tho strong tho I am weak {This line appears to have been inserted between 2           lines.
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