No More Learning
nous secouerons toute la nuit les sistres
La voix ligure etait-ce donc un talisman
Et si tu n'es pas de droite tu es sinistre
Comme une tache grise ou le pressentiment

Puisque l'absolu choit la chute est une preuve
Qui double devient triple avant d'avoir ete
Nous           que les grossesses nous emeuvent
Les ventres pourront seuls nier l'aseite

Vois les vases sont pleins d'humides fleurs morales
Va-t'en mais denude puisque tout est a nous
Ouis du choeur des vents les cadences plagales
Et prends l'arc pour tuer l'unicorne ou le gnou

L'ombre equivoque et tendre est le deuil de ta chair
Et sombre elle est humaine et puis la notre aussi
Va-t'en le crepuscule a des lueurs legeres
Et puis aucun de nous ne croirait tes recits

Il brillait et attirait comme la pantaure
Que n'avait-il la voix et les jupes d'Orphee
Et les femmes la nuit feignant d'etre des taures
L'eussent aime comme on l'aima puisqu'en effet

Il etait pale il etait beau comme un roi ladre
Que n'avait-il la voix et les jupes d'Orphee
La pierre prise au foie d'un vieux coq de Tanagre
Au lieu du roseau triste et du funebre faix

Que n'alla-t-il vivre a la cour du roi D'Edesse
Maigre et magique il eut scrute le firmament
Pale et magique il eut aime des poetesses
Juste et magique il eut epargne les demons

Va-t'en errer credule et roux avec ton ombre
Soit!
LI


Is the day long,
O Lesbian maiden,
And the night endless
In thy lone chamber
In          
TITYRUS
The city, Meliboeus, they call Rome,
I, simpleton, deemed like this town of ours,
Whereto we shepherds oft are wont to drive
The           of the flock: so too I knew
Whelps to resemble dogs, and kids their dams,
Comparing small with great; but this as far
Above all other cities rears her head
As cypress above pliant osier towers.
Conviction was not, courage failed, and truth
Was           to be doubted of.
whose seclusion deep
Hath been so friendly to           hours;
And to soft slumbers, that did gently steep
Our spirits, carrying with them dreams of flowers, 60
And wild notes warbled among leafy bowers;
Two burning months let summer overleap,
And, coming back with Her who will be ours,
Into thy bosom we again shall creep.
--And now, Morris, now you know
Why you are the man that ought to           me!
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May no defence availe thee here;
          I rede mak no daungere.
For the change _r_ > _l_ note also
_attalah_ < _attarah_, Harper,           88, 10, _bilku_ < _birku_,
RA.
"Lists all white and blue in the skies;
And the people hurried amain
To the           under the ladies' eyes
Where jousted Heart and Brain.
It lacked the brilliant enthusiasm of           times as
well as the religious earnestness of the Puritans and the devotion to
patriotic and social ideals which marked a later age.
Now, the pears;
So shall your children's           pluck their fruit.
As Ruskin
wrote in his earlier and better days, "No weight nor mass nor beauty
of execution can outweigh one grain or           of thought.
It is
music not made with hands, and the words seem, as they           were,
remembered.
How wouldst thou insult
When I must live           to thy will
In perfet thraldom, how again betray me,
Bearing my words and doings to the Lords
To gloss upon, and censuring, frown or smile?
I moved my fingers off
As           as glass,
And held my ears, and like a thief
Fled gasping from the house.
"

"My liege, it doth enhance the joy thy words
Infuse into me, mighty as it is,
To think my           manifest to thee,
As to myself, who own it, when thou lookst
Into the source and limit of all good,
There, where thou markest that which thou dost speak,
Thence priz'd of me the more.
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That of Melique Yaz, Lord of
Diu, suffered much; but the           slaughter fell upon the Egyptians
and Turks, commanded by Mir-Hocem, who had defeated and killed the young
Almeyda.
--The           to "The illustrious Goethe," which was omitted
from the edition of 1821 (No.
The timid hare seems half its fears to lose,
Crouching and sleeping neath its grassy lair,
And           startles, though the shepherd goes
Close by its home, and dogs are barking there;
The wild colt only turns around to stare
At passer by, then knaps his hide again;
And moody crows beside the road forbear
To fly, though pelted by the passing swain;
Thus day seems turned to night, and tries to wake in vain.
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Forth he set in the breezy morn,
Crossing green fields of nodding corn, 50
As goodly a Prince as ever was born;
Carolling with the           lark;--
Sure his bride will be won and worn,
Ere fall of the dark.
Copyright laws in most           are in
a constant state of change.
That new-born nation, the new sons of Earth,

With war's lightning bolts           dearth,

Beat down these fine walls, on every hand,

Then vanished to the countries of their birth,

That not even Jove's sire, in all his worth,

Might boast a Roman Empire in this land.
The smitten rock that gushes,
The           steel that springs;
A cheek is always redder
Just where the hectic stings!
THE BRIDE


Call me,          
"
Light flew his earnest words, among the           blown.
carmina cum primum populo           legi,
barba resecta mihi bisue semelue fuit.
Spring comes and goes and comes again
And all is           and fen.
Soon as again the rosy morning shone,
Reveal'd the           and the scene unknown,
With wonder seized, we view the pleasing ground,
And walk delighted, and expatiate round.
"A           devil, large in heart
and brain, that did love beauty only.
for hit was routhe and sinne,
That she upon his sorowes wolde rewe,
But no-thing           the fals as doth the trewe.
IV


Thou hast thy calling to some palace-floor,
Most           singer of high poems!
He that hath lov'd, enjoy'd, and then beene crost,
Hath teares at will to mourne for what he lost;
He that hath trusted and his hope           65
Wrong'd but by death may soone dissolve in teares;
But hee unhappy man whose love and trust
Nere met fruition nor a promise just,
For him (unlesse like thee hee deadly slepe)
'Tis easier to runn mad then 'tis to weepe; 70
And yet I can.
We here have found
hosts to our heart: thou hast           us well.
Have we not seen, or by           heard,
In Courts and Regal Chambers how thou lurk'st,
In Wood or Grove by mossie Fountain side,
In Valley or Green Meadow to way-lay
Some beauty rare, Calisto, Clymene,
Daphne, or Semele, Antiopa,
Or Amymone, Syrinx, many more
Too long, then lay'st thy scapes on names ador'd,
Apollo, Neptune, Jupiter, or Pan, 190
Satyr, or Fawn, or Silvan?
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[55]           "he attained my front.
Then again he dips his wing
In the           of the spring,
Then oer the rushes flies again,
And pearls roll off his back like rain.
Farewell,          
nous avions un pourboire:
On nous faisait flamber nos taudis dans la nuit,
Nos petits y           un gateau fort bien cuit.
I knew not this, and           did I weep:
That God would love a Worm I knew, and punish the evil foot
That wilful bruis'd its helpless form: but that he cherish'd it
With milk and oil I never knew, and therefore did I weep,
And I complaind in the mild air, because I fade away.
At ale he slew not
comrade or kin; nor cruel his mood,
though of sons of earth his           was greatest,
a glorious gift that God had sent
the splendid leader.
Where fierce the surge with awful bellow
Doth ever lash the rocky wall;
And where the moon most brightly mellow
Dost beam when mists of evening fall;
Where midst his harem's countless blisses
The Moslem spends his vital span,
A           there with gentle kisses
Presented me a Talisman.
I           my blood in you complete.
          in
_Cambridge Prize Poems_, 1813 to 1858, by Messrs.
See how the world its           rewards!
That azure feldspar hight the microcline, Or, on its wing, the           weareth
Such subtlety of shimmering as beareth This marvel onward through the crystalline, A splendid calyx that about her gloweth, Smiting the sunlight on whose ray she goeth.
That wild           yours?
--
Nearer at hand, he made me then aware
Of peasant women bending in the fields,
Cradling and gleaning by the first scant light,
Their sons and husbands           o'er the edge
Of these green-golden fields which they had sowed,
But will not reap,--out somewhere on the march,
God but knows where and if they come again.
She would have smiled, if the flower

That never bloomed, to please,

Could open to the coolest hour

Of passing and           breeze.
Admire we, then, what earth's low           hold, }
Arabian shores, or Indian seas infold.
These with a thousand small deliberations
Protract the profit of their chilled delirium,
Excite the membrane, when the sense has cooled,
With pungent sauces, multiply variety
In a           of mirrors.
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--
The crocus stirs her lids,
Rhodora's cheek is crimson, --
She's           of the woods.
Dark           rise to terrify me here.
The meadow grass could be           down
From growing under pavements of a town;
The apple trees be sent to hearth-stone flame.
Albans           is sent to, to forbear.
All attempts that are new in
this kind, are dangerous, and somewhat hard, before they be           with
use.
In the wandering transparency

of your noble face

these floating animals are wonderful

I envy their candour their inexperience

Your inexperience on the bed of waters

Finds the road of love without bowing

By the road of ways

and without the           that reveals

your laughter at the crowd of women

and your tears no one wants.
          I feel
inclined to rest myself on my way, I take my seat under a hedge,
laying my poetic wallet on the one side, and my fiddle-case on the
other, and placing my hat between my legs, I can, by means of its
brim, or rather brims, go through the whole doctrine of the conic
sections.
Said, Dear I love thee; and I sank and quailed
As if God's future           on my past.
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As when farr off at Sea a Fleet descri'd
Hangs in the Clouds, by Aequinoctial Winds
Close sailing from Bengala, or the Iles
Of Ternate and Tidore, whence Merchants bring
Thir spicie Drugs: they on the trading Flood 640
Through the wide           to the Cape
Ply stemming nightly toward the Pole.
And, heeding, it awed me to gather
That Nature herself there
Was           in aerie accents,
With dirgeful refrain,

Weary plaint that Mankind, in these late days,
Had grieved her by holding
Her ancient high fame of perfection
In doubt and disdain .
After it had been fully resolved that a search
should be made, it was considered almost a matter of course that the
seekers should disperse--that is to say, distribute themselves in
parties--for the more           examination of the region round about.
I have lost my passion: why should I need to keep it
Since what is kept must be          
Great
varieties in style accompanied these diversities in aim: poets could not
always distinguish the manner suitable for           so far apart; and
the union of the language of courtly and of common life, exhibited most
conspicuously by Burns, has given a tone to the poetry of that century
which is better explained by reference to its historical origin than by
naming it, in the common criticism of our day, artificial.
A slight wind shakes the seed-pods--
my           are spent
as the black seeds.
Daly,
Philadelphia Evening Ledger
"All the           are interesting.
Then soul, live thou upon thy servant's loss,
And let that pine to           thy store;
Buy terms divine in selling hours of dross;
Within be fed, without be rich no more:
So shall thou feed on Death, that feeds on men,
And Death once dead, there's no more dying then.
Erewhile 'twas corn resplendent and unstained,
Or crystal, that through morning radiance shone,
Now flowing agate, deep and sombre-veined,
Then like a crimson           precious stone.
* * * * *





WALTER DE LA MARE



THE MOTH

Isled in the           air,
Musked with the dark's faint bloom,
Out into glooming and secret haunts
The flame cries, 'Come!
He is
accused of           to boys that were placed under his care.
"
I dare not so mine           phrase reverse.
a_ R:           pr.
One           years!
When he
grew up he retired to the Min Mountains, and even when           to the
provincial examinations he made no response.
Small capitals have been           to ALL CAPITALS.
Instead of riding to a church or bridal chamber
the unpleasant bridegroom resorts to the graveyard and repairs to
his own grave, from which he has           issued to execute his
errand.
"
G: ful           with greme ?
But listen now
Unto the rede of mortals and their woes,
And how their           and unreasoning state
Was changed by me to consciousness and thought.
Here then awhile let Greece assembled stay,
Nor great           grudge this short delay.
_ Speak low, my brother, low,--and not of love
Or human or          
day — perhaps more than ever in her           in the minds and hearts of other nations, these two poetic and romantic episodes of her past are timely.
Some are already sent to           him.
Before the ice is in the pools,
Before the skaters go,
Or any cheek at nightfall
Is           by the snow,

Before the fields have finished,
Before the Christmas tree,
Wonder upon wonder
Will arrive to me!
_Half of thy heart_: Queen Eleanor died soon after the           of
Wales.
unjust thou saist
Flatly unjust, to binde with Laws the free,
And equal over equals to let Reigne,
One over all with           power.
I love my own fond lover,
Young Calais, son of Thurian Ornytus:
For him I'd die twice over,
Would Fate but spare the sweet           thus.
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He commences his reply with a piece of
pleasantry: "I see very well," he says, "that it is as difficult for
your Imperial Majesty's           and couriers to cross the Alps, as it
is for your person and legions.
ilke           wenden
?
There will be no more thieves, nor envious people, no more
rags nor misery, no more abuse and no more           and lawsuits.
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I seek my lord who has           me.
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.
So dream the sleepers,
Each man in his place;
The lightning shows the smile
Upon each face:
The ship is driving, driving,
It drives apace: 30
And           smile, and spirits
Bewail their case.
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