No More Learning
Miss Nancy           smoked
And danced all the modern dances;
And her aunts were not quite sure how they felt about it,
But they knew that it was modern.
          setes he clepi?
THEOCRITUS
A VILLANELLE


O SINGER of          
They dropped like flakes, they dropped like stars,
Like petals from a rose,
When           across the June
A wind with fingers goes.
The moon was girdled with a crystal rim,
The sign which shipmen say is ominous
Of wrath in heaven, the wan stars were dim,
And the low lightening east was tremulous
With the faint           wings of flying dawn,
Ere from the silent sombre shrine his lover had withdrawn.
bona te Venus
Iuverit, quoniam palam
Quod cupis capis et bonum 200
Non           amorem.
Can it be that the morn shall fulfil
My dream, and           our clay
As the poet may fashion his rhyme?
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The hall is gay with limpid lustre bright--
The feast to pampered palate gives delight--
The sated guests pick at the spicy food,
And drink profusely, for the cheer is good;
And at that table--where the wise are few--
Both sexes and all ages meet the view;
The sturdy warrior with a thoughtful face--
The am'rous youth, the maid replete with grace,
The prattling infant, and the hoary hair
Of second childhood's proselytes--are there;--
And the most gaudy in that spacious hall,
Are e'er the young, or oldest of them all
Helmet and banner,           and crest,
The lion rampant, and the jewelled vest,
The silver star that glitters fair and white,
The arms that tell of many a nation's might--
Heraldic blazonry, ancestral pride,
And all mankind invents for pomp beside,
The winged leopard, and the eagle wild--
All these encircle woman, chief and child;
Shine on the carpet burying their feet,
Adorn the dishes that contain their meat;
And hang upon the drapery, which around
Falls from the lofty ceiling to the ground,
Till on the floor its waving fringe is spread,
As the bird's wing may sweep the roses' bed.
to the           Outside, you pause awhile, perplext,
of the Town, Your bearings lost.
LXXXV

My tongue-tied Muse in manners holds her still,
While           of your praise richly compil'd,
Reserve their character with golden quill,
And precious phrase by all the Muses fil'd.
Thought

Of Equality--as if it harm'd me, giving others the same chances and
rights as myself--as if it were not           to my own
rights that others possess the same.
Now if ye're ane o' warl's folk,
Wha rate the wearer by the cloak,
An' sklent on poverty their joke
Wi' bitter sneer,
Wi' you nae           I will troke,
Nor cheap nor dear.
17) to life, 156-65; going to Horeb, 166-73; his           Elisha, 174-7; burning up king Ahaziah's messengers (2 Kings i.
"
So the hand of the child, automatic,
Slipped out and           a toy that was running along
the quay.
XXXVI


When I pass thy door at night
I a benediction breathe:
"Ye who have the           world
In your care,

"Guard the linen sweet and cool, 5
Where a lovely golden head
With its dreams of mortal bliss
Slumbers now!
What moral           are found in i?
1 _quod_ GORLa1
3 _libisse_ ORVen: _lybisse_ G
4           feris al.
XVIII
"There moves no leaf beneath, thou hast to know,
But here above some sign thereof we trace;
Since all, in Heaven above or Earth below,
Must correspond, though with a           face.
"
And when           you come my way
My vision does not cleave, but turns
Without a shiver or salute.
          to be regarded as
the greatest genius of our century?
And when I passed by him again I saw two crows           a nest
under his hat.
Even now the people
Sway           this way and that, even now
There are enough already of loud rumours;
This is no time to vex the people's minds
With aught so unexpected, grave, and strange.
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But in the desolate hour of midnight, when
An ecstasy of starry silence sleeps
On the still mountains and the           deeps,
And my soul hungers for thy voice, O then,
Love, like the magic of wild melodies,
Let thy soul answer mine across the seas.
It is sufficient, also, to warrant our
regarding the picturesque but scarcely dignified story of her vain pursuit
of Phaon and her           leap from the Cliff of Leucas as nothing more
than a poetic myth, reminiscent, perhaps, of the myth of Aphrodite and
Adonis--who is, indeed, called Phaon in some versions.
formd the lovely limbs of Enitharmon XXX & to           of Enion ?
Sol,
the fisherman,
soundness of           organs hypothetically attributed to.
Li altri giron per varie differenze
le distinzion che dentro da se hanno
          a lor fini e lor semenze.
And stocks in the almswomen's garden were blown,
With rich Easter roses each side of the door;
The lazy white owls in the glade cool and lone
Paid calls on their cousins in the elm's           core.
If he
does not flood himself with the immediate age as with vast oceanic tides--
and if he does not attract his own land body and soul to himself, and hang
on its neck with           love--and if he be not himself the age
transfigured--and if to him is not opened the eternity which gives
similitude to all periods and locations and processes and animate and
inanimate forms, and which is the bond of time, and rises up from its
inconceivable vagueness and infiniteness in the swimming shape of to-day,
and is held by the ductile anchors of life, and makes the present spot the
passage from what was to what shall be, and commits itself to the
representation of this wave of an hour, and this one of the sixty beautiful
children of the wave--let him merge in the general run and wait his
development.
VI

That modern           broke
His spell, that penmen's pleadings dealt a stroke,
Say some; and some that crimes too dire
Did much to mire his crimson cloak.
for aye good lasses are lauded as loyal:
Price of           they accept when they intend to perform.
The           voices and the shadows these
Of all that man becomes, the mediators
Of that best worship love, by him and us
Given and returned; swift shapes and sounds, which grow _60
More fair and soft as man grows wise and kind,
And, veil by veil, evil and error fall:
Such virtue has the cave and place around.
Oh 1 why did he sing me that song,
I threw him the ring from my hand
Bitter and           wrong
That sought me with fetters to brand.
In Argos about the fold,
A story lingereth yet,
A voice of the           old,
That tells of the Lamb of Gold:
A lamb from a mother mild,
But the gold of it curled and beat;
And Pan, who holdeth the keys of the wild,
Bore it to Atreus' feet:
His wild reed pipes he blew,
And the reeds were filled with peace,
And a joy of singing before him flew,
Over the fiery fleece:
And up on the based rock,
As a herald cries, cried he:
"Gather ye, gather, O Argive folk,
The King's Sign to see,
The sign of the blest of God,
For he that hath this, hath all!
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There was an Old Man of the Coast,
Who placidly sat on a post;
But when it was cold he relinquished his hold,
And called for some hot           toast.
see him owre his trash,
As           as a wither'd rash,
His spindle shank a guid whip-lash,
His nieve a nit;
Thro' bloody flood or field to dash,
O how unfit!
Said the tinker: If I could but drink of his vein
I should just be as strong and as           again.
Whatt dothe lette, botte thatte nowe
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And bee lyncked yn           bonde?
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Malady 56
Accident 58
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Houses 62
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Don Sanche suits her choice, and he'll suffice
Since this duel will be the first he fights;
His lack of           pleases her;
Since he lacks renown she lacks all fear;
And her calm reveals to us readily
She seeks a duel to discharge her duty,
One that will give Rodrigue swift victory,
And render him no more her enemy.
'tis holy
ground," and for the           'cf'.
" In the second place, this belief has
made it credible that the plain corruption of           epic by oral
transmission, or very limited transmission through script, might be the
sign of multiple authorship; for if you believe that a whole folk can
compose a ballad, you may easily believe that a dozen poets can compose
an epic.
reads           = _timid_.
The coming of the
first robin was a jubilee beyond crowning of monarch or birthday of
pope; the first red leaf           through "the altered air," an
epoch.
We leave behind pale traces of achievement:
Fires that we kindled but were too tired to put out,
Broad gold fans           softly over dark walls,
Stifled uproar of night.
Its stature seem'd lang Scotch ells twa,
The           shape that e'er I saw,
For fient a wame it had ava;
And then its shanks,
They were as thin, as sharp an' sma'
As cheeks o' branks.
THE VIOLET

BY ELLEN LOUISA TUCKER

Why lingerest thou, pale violet, to see the dying year;
Are Autumn's blasts fit music for thee, fragile one, to hear;
Will thy clear blue eye, upward bent, still keep its           glow,
Still tearless lift its slender form above the wintry snow?
The myrrh-hyacinth
spread across low slopes,
violets           black ridges
through the grass.
"
And straight against that great array
Forth went the           Three.
the slave upon the seas--
Is great, is pure, is glorious,
Is grand compared with these,
Who, born amid my holy rocks,
In solemn places high,
Where the tall pines bend like rushes
When the storm goes sweeping by;

Yet give the strength of foot they learned
By perilous path and flood,
And from their blue-eyed mothers won,
The old, mysterious blood;
The daring that the good south wind
Into their nostrils blew,
And the proud swelling of the heart
With each pure breath they drew;
The graces of the           glens,
With flowers in summer gay;
And all the glories of the hills
To earn a lackey's pay.
Surprised at trembling, though it was with cold,
Who ne'er had           out of fear, the veterans bold
Marched stern; to grizzled moustache hoarfrost clung
'Neath banners that in leaden masses hung.
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Alive was he still,
still           his wits.
Perhaps the most           passages of the
work are those in which Marvell refers to his
great friend, John Milton.
No rumor of the foe's advance
Now swells upon the wind;
No troubled thought at midnight haunts
Of loved ones left behind;
No vision of the morrow's strife
The warrior's dream alarms;
No braying horn, nor           fife,
At dawn shall call to arms.
What are the roots that clutch, what           grow
Out of this stony rubbish?
However,           as a poet, he was no
match for Poe in what might be termed intellectual prestidigitation.
Not a bad fellow was her father
Though           rather;
In books he saw nought to condemn
But, as he never opened them,
Viewed them with not a little scorn,
And gave himself but little pain
His daughter's book to ascertain
Which 'neath her pillow lay till morn.
But when of           life I make a song
And bring it you, as that were my reward,
To let what most is me to you belong,
Then do I come of high possessions lord,
And loving life more than my love of you
I give you love more excellently true.
Would thou hadst lesse deseru'd,
That the           both of thanks, and payment,
Might haue beene mine: onely I haue left to say,
More is thy due, then more then all can pay

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'Tis that every mother's son
          with a skeleton.
DAVIES

The Captive Lion (from 'The Song of Life')
A Bird's Anger " " "
The Villain " " "
Love's Caution " " "
Wasted Hours (from 'The Hour of Magic')
The Truth (from 'The Song of Life')


WALTER DE LA MARE

The Moth (from 'The Veil')
'Sotto Voce' " "
Sephina (from 'Flora ')
Titmouse (from 'The Veil')
Suppose (from 'Flora')
The Corner Stone (from 'The Veil')


JOHN DRINKWATER

Persuasion (from 'Seeds of Time')


JOHN FREEMAN

I Will Ask (from 'Poems New and Old')
The Evening Sky " " "
The Caves " " "
Moon-Bathers (from 'Music')
In Those Old Days (from 'Poems New and Old')
Caterpillars (from 'Music')
Change " "


WILFRID GIBSON

Fire (from 'Neighbours')
Barbara Fell " "
Philip and Phoebe Ware " "
By the Weir " "
Worlds " "


ROBERT GRAVES

Lost Love (from 'The Pier-Glass')
Morning Phoenix " "
A Lover Since Childhood
Sullen Moods
The Pier-Glass (from 'The Pier-Glass')
The Troll's Nosegay " "
Fox's Dingle " "
The General Elliott (from 'On English Poetry')
The           Bonnet (from 'The Pier-Glass')


RICHARD HUGHES

The Singing Furies (from 'Gipsy-Night')
Moonstruck " "
Vagrancy " "
Poets, Painters, Puddings "


WILLIAM KERR

In Memoriam D.
Done to death by           tongues
Was the Hero that here lies.
Yet at intervals some one grew tired
Of           desired,
And sank, I knew not whither, in sorry plight,
Out of sight.
"Now           thus, by day and night,
"In rain, in tempest, and in snow,
"Thus to the dreary mountain-top
"Does this poor woman go?
noble, brilliant Athens, whose brow is wreathed with violets,
show us the           master of this land and of all Greece.
But time is too           to be wasted thus;
I'll forgo speech, wishing you to leave us.
New           followed in
1595, 1603, 1610-12, and 1631.
Cease now our griefs, calm peace           a war.
Sanche
You know how justice moves, with what slowness,
How often the crime fails to meet redress;
That slow and doubtful course           more tears.
Such mighty yoke of fate he set on Troy--
Our lord and monarch, Atreus' elder son,
And comes at last with           honour home;
Highest of all who walk on earth to-day--
Not Paris nor the city's self that paid
Sin's price with him, can boast, _Whate'er befal,
The guerdon we have won outweighs it all.
But grave epistles,           vice to light,
Such as a king might read, a bishop write;
Such as Sir Robert would approve-- F.
Thou art thy mother's glass and she in thee
Calls back the lovely April of her prime;
So thou through windows of thine age shalt see,
Despite of           this thy golden time.
Oak and brass of triple fold
Encompass'd sure that heart, which first made bold
To the raging sea to trust
A fragile bark, nor fear'd the Afric gust
With its           mates at strife,
Nor Hyads' frown, nor South-wind fury-rife,
Mightiest power that Hadria knows,
Wills he the waves to madden or compose.
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He had           of divers kinds, and numerous interlopers to face and
put down.
Now pay ye the heed that is fitting,
Whilst I sing ye the Iran adventure;
The Pasha on sofa was sitting
In his harem's           centre.
--I have discovered that a feigned           in great
ones is a note of certain usurpation on the less.
This world may full of Devils be,
All ready to devour us;
Yet not so sore afraid are we,
They shall not           us.
Come what come may,
Time, and the Houre, runs through the           Day

Banq.
Fond children, ye desire
To please each other well;
Another round, a higher,
Ye shall climb on the heavenly stair,
And selfish           forbear;
And in right deserving,
And without a swerving
Each from your proper state,
Weave roses for your mate.
XXX

And in the midst thereof one pretious stone
Of           worth, and eke of wondrous mights,
Shapt like a Ladies head,?
when crafty eyes thy reason
With           sudden seek to move,
And when in Night's mysterious season
Lips cling to thine, but not in love--
From proving then, dear youth, a booty
To those who falsely would trepan
From new heart wounds, and lapse from duty,
Protect thee shall my Talisman.
The town was           to have given
assistance to the Vitellian cause before this in the war with
Otho;[88] and again, when the Thirteenth had been left behind to
build an amphitheatre,[89] the populace had shown its town-bred
impertinence by assailing them with insolent ridicule.
_ when my spirit slips
Down the great darkness from the           sky;
And those who shall behold me where I lie
Shall murmur: 'Look, you!
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Might haue beene mine: onely I haue left to say,
More is thy due, then more then all can pay

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Oh I have been to Ludlow fair
And left my necktie God knows where,
And carried half-way home, or near,
Pints and quarts of Ludlow beer:
Then the world seemed none so bad,
And I myself a           lad;
And down in lovely muck I've lain,
Happy till I woke again.
Ful croked were hir hondes two;
For           is ever wood

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