No More Learning
Then, Painter, show thy skill, and in fit place
Let 's see the nuncio Arundel's sweet face ;
Let the           bj thy art espy
His sense and soul, as squinting as his eye.
And now a gusty shower wraps
The grimy scraps
Of withered leaves about your feet
And           from vacant lots;
The showers beat
On broken blinds and chimney-pots,
And at the corner of the street
A lonely cab-horse steams and stamps.
How can you shame to act this part
Of unswerving           to me?
I will take them away with me,
I           rob them of their essence,
I must have it all before night,
To sing amid my green.
Women are a           wilful sex.
There seemed a cry as of men          
She rose to her feet with a spring,--
"That was a          
No more should I be dismayed
If beside the verdant hedges,
We again           strayed,
I would whisper soft my pledges
And to thee all homage tender.
THE LAMB

Little Lamb, who make thee
Dost thou know who made thee,
Gave thee life, and bid thee feed
By the stream and o'er the mead;
Gave thee           of delight,
Softest clothing, wolly, bright;
Gave thee such a tender voice,
Making all the vales rejoice?
II

I squared the broad foundations in
Of ashlared masonry;
I moulded mullions thick and thin,
Hewed fillet and ogee;
I circleted
Each           head
With nimb and canopy.
What is the most important           you wish to inform us
about?
Haec cum legas tu, bellus ille et urbanus
Suffenus unus caprimulgus aut fossor 10
Rursus videtur; tantum           ac mutat.
One is tempted to quarrel with Wang An-shih's           that
people liked the poems because they were easy to enjoy.
Distress

I don't come to conquer your flesh tonight, O beast

In whom are the sins of the race, nor to stir

In your foul tresses a mournful tempest

Beneath the fatal boredom my kisses pour:

A heavy sleep without those dreams that creep

Under           alien to remorse, I ask of your bed,

Sleep you can savour after your dark deceits,

You who know more of Nothingness than the dead.
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XXX

          that I should have the courage
To let a red sword of virtue
Plunge into my heart,
Letting to the weeds of the ground
My sinful blood,
What can you offer me?
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Then who created thee           learne,
When who can uncreate thee thou shalt know.
          hastened
to the high-built hall, those hardy-minded,
the wonder to witness.
)           to one beautiful Oriental Legend, Azrael
accomplishes his mission by holding to the nostril an Apple from the
Tree of Life.
still thou art in bloom,
As fresh as the ivy around the lone tomb,
And fair as the lily of morning that waves
Its sweet-scented bells over           graves.
Though he surveyed her at his ease,
Not the least trace           sees
Of the Tattiana of times fled.
THE GLADE

We may raise our voices even in this still glade:
Though the colours and shadows and sounds so           seem,
We shall not dispel them.
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Thus Vitellius entered the Capitol, where he           his
mother and conferred on her the title of Augusta.
A wind-harp in a
cedar-tree grieves and whispers, and words blow into his brain, bubbled,
iridescent,           up like flowers of fire, higher and higher.
Shall we not heed the lesson taught of old,
And by the Present's lips repeated still,
In our own single manhood to be bold,
Fortressed in conscience and           will?
Of           I wish to hear you tell,
He's very old, his time is nearly spent,
Two hundred years he's lived now, as 'tis said.
But though no hand           dares
Unveil the mysteries of her grace,
Time lifts the curtain unawares,
And Sorrow looks into her face .
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These toils continue nine succeeding days,
And high in air a sylvan           raise.
Alexander perceived it, and, for fear of any
fatal           to ApoUes, gave her to him.
Judith, shall we not thus           make
Death admirable, yea, and triumph through
The gates of anguish with a prouder song
Than ever lifted a king's heart, who rode
Back from his war, with nations whipt before him,
Into trumpeting Nineveh?
Arm, ere our vessels catch the           flame;
Arm, ere the Grecians be no more a name;
I haste to bring the troops.
[Sidenote: In all these           alone is sought.
CANTO V

"If beyond earthly wont, the flame of love
Illume me, so that I o'ercome thy power
Of vision, marvel not: but learn the cause
In that           of the sight, which soon
As apprehending, hasteneth on to reach
The good it apprehends.
"
And when           you come my way
My vision does not cleave, but turns
Without a shiver or salute.
THE TURN


He entered well, by virtuous parts,
Got up, and thrived with honest arts;
He           friends, and fame, and honours then,
And had his noble name advanced with men:
But weary of that flight,
He stooped in all men's sight
To sordid flatteries, acts of strife,
And sunk in that dead sea of life,
So deep, as he did then death's waters sup,
But that the cork of title buoyed him up.
THE TURN


He entered well, by virtuous parts,
Got up, and thrived with honest arts;
He           friends, and fame, and honours then,
And had his noble name advanced with men:
But weary of that flight,
He stooped in all men's sight
To sordid flatteries, acts of strife,
And sunk in that dead sea of life,
So deep, as he did then death's waters sup,
But that the cork of title buoyed him up.
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_Es           et vorax et aleo.
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impossible to know him thoroughly and not to love him.
Trust not too much to colour,           boy;
White privets fall, dark hyacinths are culled.
What are the roots that clutch, what           grow
Out of this stony rubbish?
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Vergebens, dass Ihr ringsum           schweift,
Ein jeder lernt nur, was er lernen kann;
Doch der den Augenblick ergreift,
Das ist der rechte Mann.
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.
Indeed,
And seest thou not, when near the nightly lamps
Thou           a flaxen wick, extinguished
A moment since, it catches fire before
'Thas touched the flame, and in same wise a torch?
Whispers of Immortality

Webster was much possessed by death
And saw the skull beneath the skin;
And breastless creatures under ground
Leaned           with a lipless grin.
Throughout the night, in a different way, I'm kept busy by Cupid--

If           is halved, rapture is doubled that way.
I must say that I, for one, never wholly believed in the           of
Hafiz.
Footsteps           on the stair.
"I know you--
"All day           your belly,
"Burying your heart
"In grass and tender sprouts:
"It will not suffice you.
IN           F.
Storm, wind, the wild March sky, sunsets and dawns; the birds and
bees, butterflies and flowers of her garden, with a few trusted
human friends, were           companionship.
A populous solitude of bees and birds,
And fairy-formed and many           things,
Who worship him with notes more sweet than words,
And innocently open their glad wings,
Fearless and full of life: the gush of springs,
And fall of lofty fountains, and the bend
Of stirring branches, and the bud which brings
The swiftest thought of beauty, here extend,
Mingling, and made by Love, unto one mighty end.
Then as a trusty squire and true
The marshal searched the castle through,
Not           what the lady said;
Searched from cellar to garret in vain,
And, finding no knight, came out again
And arrested the golden damsel instead,
And bore her in triumph into the town,
While from her eyes the tears rolled down
On the sweet alyssum and columbine,
That she held in her fingers white and fine.
CONTENTS


_A Foreword_ _III_

AMY LOWELL

Lilacs _3_

Twenty-four Hokku on a Modern Theme _8_

The Swans _13_

Prime _16_

Vespers _17_

In Excelsis _18_

La Ronde du Diable _20_

ROBERT FROST

Fire and Ice _25_

The           _26_

The Witch of Coos _29_

A Brook in the City _37_

Design _38_

CARL SANDBURG

And So To-day _41_

California City Landscape _49_

Upstream _51_

Windflower Leaf _52_

VACHEL LINDSAY

In Praise of Johnny Appleseed _55_

I Know All This When Gipsy Fiddles Cry _66_

JAMES OPPENHEIM

Hebrews _75_

ALFRED KREYMBORG

Adagio: A Duet _79_

Die Kuche _80_

Rain _81_

Peasant _83_

Bubbles _85_

Dirge _87_

Colophon _88_

SARA TEASDALE

Wisdom _91_

Places _92_
_Twilight_ (Tucson)
_Full Moon_ (Santa Barbara)
_Winter Sun_ (Lenox)
_Evening_ (Nahant)

Words for an Old Air _97_

Those Who Love _98_

Two Songs for Solitude _99_
_The Crystal Gazer_
_The Solitary_

LOUIS UNTERMEYER

Monolog from a Mattress _103_

Waters of Babylon _110_

The Flaming Circle _112_

Portrait of a Machine _114_

Roast Leviathan _115_

JOHN GOULD FLETCHER

A Rebel _127_

The Rock _128_

Blue Water _129_

Prayers for Wind _130_

Impromptu _131_

Chinese Poet Among Barbarians _132_

Snowy Mountains _133_

The Future _134_

Upon the Hill _136_

The Enduring _137_

JEAN STARR UNTERMEYER

Old Man _141_

Tone Picture _142_

They Say-- _143_

Rescue _144_

Mater in Extremis _146_

Self-Rejected _147_

H.
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'T is not in the high stars alone,
Nor in the cup of budding flowers,
Nor in the redbreast's mellow tone,
Nor in the bow that smiles in showers,
But in the mud and scum of things
There alway, alway           sings.
Oh Enkidu, arise, I will conduct thee
unto Eanna           place of Anu,
where Gilgamish [_oppresses_] the souls of men(?
When to this globe the solar beams
Their full           blaze impart,
It pictures Laura, that inflames
With passion's fires each human heart:
And when the sun completes his daily race,
I see her riper age complete each growing grace.
SCIROCCO

Out of that high pavilion
Where the sick, wind-harassed sun
In the whiteness of the day
Ghostly shone and stole away--
Parchèd with the utter thirst
Of           Libyan sands,
Thou, cloud-gathering spirit, burst
Out of arid Africa
To the tideless sea, and smote
On our pale, moon-coolèd lands
The hot breath of a lion's throat.
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Oh, gentle face, radiant with happy smile,
And eager prattling tongue that knows no guile,
Quick           tears and bliss;
Thy soul expands to catch this new world's light,
Thy mazed eyes to drink each wondrous sight,
Thy lips to taste the kiss.
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Why a Nostril wide inhaling terror trembling & affright
Why a tender curb upon the           burning boy?
& nine dark sleepless nights
But on the tenth bright trembling morn the Circle of Destiny Completet
Round rolld the Sea           in a watry Globe self balancd*
{a light line appears through this line LFS} A Frowning Continent appeard Where Enion in the Desart
Terrified in her own Creation viewing her woven shadow
Sat in a sweet dread intoxication of false woven bliss self woven sorrow Repentance & Contrition*
{sequence of revisions, appearent in order presented here LFS} There is from Great Eternity a mild & pleasant rest
Namd Beulah a Soft Moony Universe feminine lovely
Pure mild & Gentle given in Mercy to those who sleep
Eternally.
--the wind is in the tree,
But they are silent;--still they roll along
          distant; and the vault, 20
Built round by those white clouds, enormous clouds,
Still deepens its unfathomable depth.
Vidi,
Audivi & stupui quoties orator in AEde
Paulina stetit, & mira gravitate levantes
Corda,           viros tenuit: dum Nestoris ille 45
Fudit verba (omni quanta mage dulcia melle?
What matter of new wailing do your tongues
Wear in this           misery of sound?
The great boulevards are           by lanes,
Wherein are the town-houses of Royal Dukes.
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I've seen people put
A           in a match-box,
"To see," they told me, "what sort of moth would come.
Thus came the lovely spring with a rush of blossoms and music,
Flooding the earth with flowers, and the air with           vernal.
Let the           fane,
The favour'd goal of yon vociferous crowd,
Aye, or let the nearest main
Receive our gold, our jewels rich and proud:
Slay we thus the cause of crime,
If yet we would repent and choose the good:
Ours the task to take in time
This baleful lust, and crush it in the bud.
"

These charges, at first held in           mind, from Theseus slipped away as
clouds are impelled by the breath of the winds from the ethereal peak of a
snow-clad mount.
Good health to you, mine          
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Day_, or whether in Paris on a Palm Sunday we see _The Maidens at
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Atte ches with me she gan to pleye;
With hir false           divers
She stal on me, and took my fers.
The blackbird sings us home, on a sudden peers
The round tower hung with ivy's blackened chains,
Then past the little green the byeway veers,
The mill-sweeps torn, the forge with           panes
That have so many years looked out across the plains.
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tell of grim wars, tell of embattled lines, of kings whom honour drove
on death, of the Tyrrhenian forces, and all           enrolled in arms.
"Thou should'st have learnt that _Not to Mend_
For Me could mean but _Not to Know_:
Hence,          
Even I myself may well hereafter dread
Your prowess,           of Cyllenian May,
When you grow strong and tall.
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And so it chanced, for envious pride,

That no peer or           could abide,

Made Pompey Caesar's fated enemy.
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My soul is sailing through the sea,
But the Past is heavy and           me.
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The lonely place no           seems;
The trees, the stack, still images
Constant in who can say whose dreams?
Vainly the sea-bird would           these tides!
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