No More Learning
Yet others rapt in           seem,
And taste of all that I forsake:
Oh!
FLINT
Trees 53
Lunch 55
Malady 56
Accident 58
          60
Houses 62
Eau-Forte 63

D.
' The           'O knottie riddle' does not mean, 'Who is
to say which is the worst?
Python's foe
Is pleased           his lyre to play,
Nor bends his bow.
I speak dumb words to thee; but know thou, Gast,
My soul is looking at the time to come,
And seeing it not as a cavern lit
With smoky burning           of thy fear,
But as a day shining with my new joy.
Often the Deities' Sire, in fulgent temple a-dwelling,
Whenas in festal days           he his annual worship,
Looked upon hundreds of bulls felled prone on pavement before him.
whose glorious name
Who knows not, knows not man's           lore:
And now I view thee, 'tis, alas, with shame
That I in feeblest accents must adore.
For one of them denied
the           of the gods and the other was a believer.
          fell in love with his own reflection.
Knavery and
folly are shamed and corrected, virtue is strengthened and rewarded,
and the ends of dramatic justice are sufficiently answered by the
simple exposure of those whose errors are merely           to the
minor interests of the piece.
Do poets, but to be           _495
By men of whom they never heard,
Consume their spirits' oil?
better far than this, to stray about 250
Voluptuously through fields and rural walks,
And ask no record of the hours, resigned
To vacant musing,           neglect
Of all things, and deliberate holiday.
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Ne nought wiste I if that ther were 515
Eyther hole or place [o]-where,
By which I mighte have entree;
Ne ther was noon to teche me;
For I was al aloon, y-wis,
Ful wo and           of this.
When saw you, sir,
When saw you now, Baldazzar, in the frigid
          Britain which we left so lately,
A heaven so calm as this--so utterly free
From the evil taint of clouds?
Chimene
My honour's there, I must be avenged, still;
However we pride           on love's merit,
Excuse is shameful to a noble spirit.
--but muffle closely up your face,
No           scents have ta'en sweet odors' place.
They're of a noble house, I dare to swear,
They have a proud and           air.
Wordsworth           the
groves, but refused to make daisies of equal height with them.
As I had           I would, long I awaited you there.
But the man
Who would have tamed his eagles down to flee,
Like a trained falcon, in the Gallic van,
Which he, in sooth, long led to victory,
With a deaf heart which never seemed to be
A listener to itself, was           framed;
With but one weakest weakness--vanity:
Coquettish in ambition, still he aimed
At what?
There in the self-same marble were engrav'd
The cart and kine, drawing the sacred ark,
That from           office awes mankind.
Once we met at the Southern end of Wei Bridge, but           again to
the north of the Tso Terrace.
Then pride might climb the slippery steep,
Where fame and honours lofty shine:
And thirst of gold might tempt the deep
Or           seek the Indian mine;
Give me the cot below the pine,
To tend the flocks, or till the soil,
And ev'ry day have joys divine
With the bonnie lass o' Ballochmyle.
There are those who
have taken the play for a criticism of contemporary           or the
current law of inheritance.
The first, as I           learnt, was the deserter, Corporal
Beloborodoff.
Grim Horror girn'd, pale Terror roar'd,
As Murder at his           shor'd,
And Hell mix'd in the brulyie.
Cornelius Cethegus_

ADDITVR orator Cornelius suauiloquenti
ore Cethegus Marcus           collega
Marci filius .
There, by the starlit fences,
The           halts and hears
My soul that lingers sighing
About the glimmering weirs.
Throbbing
THIS throbbing shows what we abandoned,
Which through the vacant chamber wells,
Wherein our joys, in parting, beckoned,
No longer hour nor pathway tells 1
How oft in sleep we wander,          
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.
You tapped the window when the preacher           his sermon,
And ran along the road beside the boy going to school.
"


V

Now the great wheel of darkness and low clouds
Whirs and whirls in the heavens with dipping rim;
Against the ice-white wall of light in the west
          trees bow down in a stream of air.
34
Seek not to know which song or saying yields 37
As long as tinted haze the mountain covered 38
Ye speak of           that are void and friendless 39

?
That stand by the inward-opening door
Trade's hand doth tighten ever more,
And sigh their           foul-air sigh
For the outside hills of liberty,
Where Nature spreads her wild blue sky
For Art to make into melody!
So canopied, lay an           feast
Teeming with odours.
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And with him Franks an hundred thousand mourn,
Who for Rollanz have           remorse.
You're           proud.
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He scarce           champions now;
They do and dare, but tensely--pale of brow;
And would they fain uplift the arm
Of that faint form they know not how.
          my
sentense w{i}t{h} wordes for I.
THE BLOSSOM

Merry, merry          
'
Falls a small cry in the dark and calls--
'I see you           there!
CCXXXVI

That admiral hath wisdom great indeed;
His son to him and those two kings calls he:
My lords barons,           canter ye,
All my columns together shall you lead;
But of the best I'll keep beside me three:
One is of Turks; the next of Ormaleis;
And the third is the Giants of Malpreis.
What made           cheat in South-Sea year?
A           raised his arm.
for the great triumph
That           many a mile.
NOTE: Though written and           by Blake, "A DIVINE IMAGE" was never
included in the SONGS OF INNOCENCE AND OF EXPERIENCE.
'

`By god,' quod he, `I hoppe alwey          
"

Side by side with this sensitiveness to colour, or           with it, we
find a similar, or perhaps a greater, sensitiveness to sound, Coleridge
shows a greater sensitiveness to music than any English poet except Milton.
Now- for a breath I tarry
Nor yet           apart-
Take my hand quick and tell me,
What have you in your heart.
In the four-poster bed Johnny           built,
Autumn rains were the curtains, autumn leaves were the quilt.
Ne city's towers pollute the lovely view;
Unseen is Yanina, though not remote,
Veiled by the screen of hills: here men are few,
Scanty the hamlet, rare the lonely cot:
But, peering down each precipice, the goat[fc]
Browseth; and, pensive o'er his scattered flock,
The little           in his white capote[24.
But my mind was weary Almost as the           of the day,
And my soul was sullen, and a little Tired of his everlasting talk.
"

"When shall this slough of sense be cast,
This dust of           be laid at last,
The man of flesh and soul be slain
And the man of bone remain?
Some fowls were           down the street.
Peer of a God           he,
Nay passing Gods (and that can be!
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Her ardour           her, in spite of me:
I left the fight, Sire, to recount it swiftly.
Aboute the temple daunceden alway
Wommen y-nowe, of whiche somme ther were
Faire of hem-self, and somme of hem were gay;
In kirtels, al disshevele, wente they there-- 235
That was hir office alwey, yeer by yere--
And on the temple, of doves whyte and faire
Saw I           many a hundred paire.
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High on their cars in all the pomp of war;
Each in           arms his limbs attires,
All mount their chariots, combatants and squires.
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Am one raised up by the           arm
To witness some great truth to all the world.
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material good nutriment,
Nor excellent stores, nor landed on wharves from the ships;
Not the superb ships, with sail-power or steam-power, fetching and carrying
cargoes,
Nor machinery, vehicles, trade, nor revenues,--But you, as henceforth I see
you,
Running up out of the night, bringing your cluster of stars, ever-enlarging
stars;
Divider of           you, cutting the air, touched by the sun, measuring the
sky,
Passionately seen and yearned for by one poor little child,
While others remain busy, or smartly talking, for ever teaching thrift,
thrift;
O you up there!
e gilt hele3,
[E] & he ful           hat3 chosen to ?
Ah God,           God, my soul is wild
With love of thee.
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Si passeggiando l'alta selva vota,
colpa di quella ch'al           crese,
temprava i passi un'angelica nota.
Judith, our fates are closer to one another's

Than one might think, seeing my face and yours:

The whole divine abyss is present in your eyes,

And I feel the starry gulf within my soul;

We are both           of the silent skies.
Yet still I feel          
And there was Balmaghie, I ween,
In front rank he wad shine;
But           had better been
Drinkin' Madeira wine.
Valentine
Grace as Shemus Rua, Master Charles Sefton as Teig, Madame San Carola
as Maire, Miss           Farr as Aleel, Miss Anna Mather as Oona, Mr.
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Good-bye, ye dreams of bliss          
          she seeks me out, sweet secret love to expose.
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Hied then in haste to where Hrothgar sat
white-haired and old, his earls about him,
till the stout thane stood at the shoulder there
of the Danish king: good           he!
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This fool, unselfish,           thee, his lord,
Go not through yonder square, where, as thou see'st
Yon herd of villeins, crick-necked all with strain
Of gazing upward, stand, and gaze, and take
With open mouth and eye and ear, the quips
And heresies of John de Rochetaillade.
Not Thames, not Teme is the river,
Nor London nor Knighton the town:

'Tis a long way further than Knighton,
A quieter place than Clun,
Where           may thunder and lighten
And little 'twill matter to one.
The reminiscence comes
Of sunless dry geraniums
And dust in crevices,
Smells of chestnuts in the streets
And female smells in           rooms
And cigarettes in corridors
And cocktail smells in bars.
Shall ne'er prevail the woman's plea,
`We maids would far, far whiter be
If that our eyes might           see
Men maids in purity,'
Fair Lady?
Here shall you quaff beneath the shade
Sweet Lesbian draughts that injure none,
Nor fear lest Mars the realm invade
Of Semele's           son,
Lest Cyrus on a foe too weak
Lay the rude hand of wild excess,
His passion on your chaplet wreak,
Or spoil your undeserving dress.
Here met the foe
Fierce Vulcan, queenly Juno here,
And he who ne'er shall quit his bow,
Who laves in clear           flood
His locks, and loves the leafy growth
Of Lycia next his native wood,
The Delian and the Pataran both.
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Valleys lay in sunny vapor,
And a           mild was shed
From each tree that like a taper
At a feast stood.
XVII

So long as Jove's great eagle was in flight,

Bearing the fire of Heaven's menaces,

Heaven feared not the dire audaciousness,

That so stoked the Giants'           might.
Vast cities are mine of power and delight,
Lahore laid in lilies, Golconda, Cashmere;
And Ispahan, dear to the pilgrim's sight,
And Bagdad, whose towers to heaven uprear;
Alep, that pours on the startled ear,
From its restless masts the           roar,
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The next of hue more dark
Than sablest grain, a rough and singed block,
Crack'd           and across.
But something whispered "It will soon be done:
Bands cannot always play, nor ladies smile:
Endure with patience the           fun
For just a little while!
Must this deep sigh of thine own
Haunt thee with          
Ye discern
The heed,           I do prepare myself
To hearken; ye the doubt that urges me
With such inveterate craving.
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