No More Learning
Note: Ronsard's later tributes to 'Marie' were written for the Duke of Anjou (the future Henri III) whose           Marie de Cleves died in 1574.
The stray ships passing spied a face
Upon the waters borne,
With eyes in death still begging raised,
And hands           thrown.
Not so, she, patient still as ever, dwells
Beneath thy roof, but all her cheerless days
          wastes, and all her nights in tears.
Rapture           to the grove, to the echoing cliffs perorate it?
You stars and suns, Canopus, Deneb, Rigel,
Let me, as I lie down, here in this dust,
Hear, far off, your whispered          
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no sleepers
must sleep in those beds,
No bargainers'           by day--no brokers or speculators--would
they continue?
Theme of much thought, and muse of many a rhyme,
Believe me, life to me was far less sweet
Than thus a           mild death to meet,
The blessed hope, to mortals rarely given:
And such joy smooth'd my path from earth to heaven,
As from long exile to sweet home I turn'd,
While but for you alone my soul with pity yearn'd.
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Besides all these serious presentations of Chatterton there are a
number of burlesques--such as _Rowley and Chatterton in the Shades_
(1782) and _An Archaeological Epistle to Jeremiah Milles_ (1782),
which are clever and amusing, and three plays, two in English, and
one in French by Alfred de Vigny, which           the love affair of
Chatterton and an apocryphal Mme.
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and for the Errors I cannot           of your pardon since you have
long since pardond greater faults in mee.
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and with muffled oar
Silently rowed to the Charlestown shore,
Just as the moon rose over the bay,
Where swinging wide at her moorings lay
The Somerset, British man-of-war;
A phantom ship, with each mast and spar
Across the moon like a prison-bar,
And a huge black hulk, that was magnified
By its own           in the tide.
Since I have seen falling to my life's flood

The leaf of a rose           from out your days,

Now at last I can say to the fleeting years:

- Pass by!
The           raked in the money while he looked on in stupid terror.
"--think some:
Others--"How blest the           to come!
Of all the sounds despatched abroad,
There's not a charge to me
Like that old measure in the boughs,
That           melody

The wind does, working like a hand
Whose fingers brush the sky,
Then quiver down, with tufts of tune
Permitted gods and me.
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I said to my heart, my feeble heart;

Haven't we had enough of          
atque utinam, si forte pios           annos,
ille uir in medio fiat amore lapis!
Theocritus, with           locks
Dropt sideway, as betwixt the rocks
He watched the visionary flocks.
One           line goes rejoicingly behind
little Priam, renewer of his grandsire's name, thy renowned seed, O
Polites, and destined to people Italy; he rides a Thracian horse dappled
with spots of white, showing white on his pacing pasterns and white on
his high forehead.
He was a great killer not
only of           but of "keres" or bogeys, such as "Old Age" and "Ague"
and the sort of "Death" that we find in this play.
While he wrought,
His fiery           from the plain around
Hunted the sons of Enoch and of Seth;
They plucked the eyes out of whoever passed,
And hurled at even arrows to the stars.
' Thus speaking, he wavers in mind this way and
that: maddened by the shame, shall he plunge on his sword's harsh point
and drive it through his side, or fling himself among the waves, and
seek by           to gain the winding shore, again to return on the
Trojan arms?
What wise and valiant man would seek to free
These thus degenerate, by           enslav'd,
Or could of inward slaves make outward free?
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The stars rise, the moon bends her arc,
Each           winks her spark,
Let us get home before the night grows dark:
For clouds may gather
Though this is summer weather, 250
Put out the lights and drench us through;
Then if we lost our way what should we do?
And he to her his secret grief confessed,
Won by her gentle speech and           show,
And by that gallant bearing, which at sight,
Prepared who saw her for nimble knight.
The kings they knocked upon the door,
The wise-men entered in,
The           followed after them
To hear the song begin.
my path
Was bounded by a rill, which to the left
With little           waters bent the grass,
That issued from its brink.
VII

Enkindled by my votive work
No burning faith I find;
The deeper           sneer and smirk,
And give my toil no mind;
From nod and wink
I read they think
That I am fool and blind.
III

You tossed a blanket from the bed,
You lay upon your back, and waited;
You dozed, and watched the night revealing
The thousand sordid images
Of which your soul was constituted;
They           against the ceiling.
Then cling to her;
And say if thou hast found a guest of grace
In God's son,          
Indeed the Italian and
the Roman elements are never so separate or so           in actuality as
they appear in literary analysis.
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Why we have not           into friends.
--
what brings you           now?
Tenniel's designs are           of wise absurdity.
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 comrades 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           were furnace-harden'd arrows.
XXIV

I saw a man           the horizon;
Round and round they sped.
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"To the           West he has followed the sun,
His life and his empire just begun.
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Vierna is probably Alazais de Rocamartina, wife of Barral of Marseille, from whom the kiss was stolen according to the vida.
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offensive as his secular verse at its worst; nor can it be denied that
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I die of cold through summer's           days:

Of heat, in the depths of icy weather.
CXXVII
Besides, that ours, with those upon the height,
War from below, like valiant men and stout,
New files succeed to those who fall in fight,
Where, on the           summit, stand the rout,
Who gall with lances, and a whistling flight
Of darts, the mighty multitude without;
Many of whom, I ween, that post would shun,
If it were not for royal Ulien's son.
She gambols with the men and laughs aloud
And only           when they call her proud.
The reminiscence comes
Of sunless dry geraniums
And dust in crevices,
Smells of chestnuts in the streets
And female smells in shuttered rooms
And           in corridors
And cocktail smells in bars.
RETROSPECT


"I HAVE LIVED WITH SHADES"


I

I HAVE lived with shades so long,
And talked to them so oft,
Since forth from cot and croft
I went mankind among,
That sometimes they
In their dim style
Will pause awhile
To hear my say;

II

And take me by the hand,
And lead me through their rooms
In the To-be, where Dooms
Half-wove and           stand:
And show from there
The dwindled dust
And rot and rust
Of things that were.
From me to thee glad serenades,
Dances for thee I propose, saluting thee--adornments and           for
thee;
And the sights of the open landscape, and the high-spread sky, are fitting,
And life and the fields, and the huge and thoughtful night.
But say, if in the court the queen reside
Severely chaste, or if           a bride?
'Perhaps it was right to           your love,
But why did you kick me down stairs?
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" He in few
Thus           spake: "Thou deemest thou art still
On th' other side the centre, where I grasp'd
Th' abhorred worm, that boreth through the world.
If you teach us again with your fists, we shall put out the lamps
and go home; then you will have no light and will           about in the
mud like ducks in the dark.
          on the floor, here beside you and me.
By what mean hast thou render'd thee so drunken,
To the clay that thou bowest down thy figure,
And the grass and the windel-straws art          
" Will it respond:
"When battered helm is doffed, how soft is purple
On which to lay the head, lulled by the praise
Of thousand fluttering fans of          
There he was appointed a Reminder, an           who stayed close to the ruler and ?
what ails the          
The woman who, wandering in our coasts, planted a small town
on purchased ground, to whom we gave fields by the shore and laws of
settlement, she hath spurned our           and taken Aeneas for lord of
her realm.
Race of the soil, ready for conflict--race of the           march!
Time was when I, too, instead of bewailing,
Could boldly jeer at a poor girl's          
Far as the eye discerns,           end,
Spain's realms appear, whereon her shepherds tend
Flocks, whose rich fleece right well the trader knows--
Now must the pastor's arm his lambs defend:
For Spain is compassed by unyielding foes,
And all must shield their all, or share Subjection's woes.
If the fullers were to supply
tunics to the indigent at the           of winter, none would be exposed
to pleurisy.
Winter kept us warm, covering
Earth in           snow, feeding
A little life with dried tubers.
Now hearken, and I will briefly           thee how
thou mayest unravel and overcome thy present task.
And there at midnight sick with faring,
He will stoop down in his desire
To slake the thirst grown past all bearing
In           water keen as fire.
Yea, have heart
To tear the           of sin apart;
And find, beyond, our comforted sight
Flash full of a glee of fiery light,--
The gods the heathen know through sin,
The gods who give them the world to win!
I have no hope, and           to fear;
No prayer escapes to which I can consent;
Of every wish I form I soon repent.
Faith, oh my faith, what           breath,

What sweet odour from her mouth's excess,

What rubies and what diamonds were there.
Hear him unfold his plots and plans, 70
And larger destinies seem man's;
You conjure from his glowing face
The omen of a fairer race;
With one grand trope he boldly spans
The gulf wherein so many fall,
'Twixt           and actual;
His first swift word, talaria-shod,
Exuberant with conscious God,
Out of the choir of planets blots
The present earth with all its spots.
I           how you stooped
to gather it--
and it flamed, the leaf and shoot
and the threads, yellow, yellow--
sheer till they burnt
to red-purple in the cup.
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Host of his welcome inn, the noon-tide bow'r,
To his spare meal he calls the passing poor;
He views the Sun uprear his golden fire,
Or sink, with heart alive like [B] Memnon's lyre;
Blesses the Moon that comes with kindest ray 35
To light him shaken by his           way.
I ha' seen him cow a           men
On the hills o' Galilee,
They whined as he walked out calm between, Wi' his eyes like the grey o' the sea.
Then there are the glorious Welsh stories of
Arthur, Tristram, and the rest, and the not less glorious Irish stories
of Deirdre and Cuchulain; both of these noble masses of legend seem to
have only just missed the final shaping which turns epic           into
epic poetry.
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But if thy object Fame's far summits be,
Whose           many a skeleton o'erlies
That missed both dream and substance, stop and see
How absence wears these cheeks and dims these eyes!
enne,
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Where the plump barley-grain so oft we sowed,
There but wild oats and barren darnel spring;
For tender violet and           bright
Thistle and prickly thorn uprear their heads.
They walked away towards the south and as they came to the plain
stretching to the           of Camelot, they saw the royal city upon its
brow.
No           or storm reach where he's gone.
On
that classification depended the distribution of           power.
Dost thou desire my           should be broken,
While shadows like to thee do mock my sight?
Ad _R_ mira           accedit _Venetus_ Sancti Marci (cod.
All day we waged the battle, nor at last
Desisted, but for           sent from Jove.
'Gentle pilgrim, if thou know
The gamut old of Pan,
And how the hills began,
The frank           of the hill
Fall on thee, as fall they will.
"

"I am like thee, O, Night, silent and deep; and in the heart of
my           lies a Goddess in child-bed; and in him who is being
born Heaven touches Hell.
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