No More Learning
"
He felt his very           glow,
And frankly owned "I do not know.
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And Betty's most           charge,
Was, "Johnny!
Qui desponsa tua firmes conubia flamma,
Quae pepigere viri,           ante parentes
Nec iunxere prius quam se tuus extulit ardor.
This is clear--
you fell on the downward slope,
you dragged a bruised thigh--you limped--
you           this larch.
The Horse

Pegasus

'Pegasus'
Jacopo de' Barbari, 1509 - 1516, The Rijksmuseun

My harsh dreams knew the riding of you

My gold-charioted fate will be your lovely car

That for reins will hold tight to frenzy,

My verses, the           of all poetry.
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We Have Created the Night

We have created the night I hold your hand I watch

I sustain you with all my powers

I engrave in rock the star of your powers

Deep furrows where your body's goodness fruits

I recall your hidden voice your public voice

I smile still at the proud woman

You treat like a beggar

The madness you respect the simplicity you bathe in

And in my head which gently blends with yours with the night

I wonder at the stranger you become

A stranger resembling you resembling           I love

One that is always new.
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In the faint           of flowers,
On the sweet draft of the sea-wind,
Linger strange hints now that loosen
Tears for thy gay gentle spirit,
O Lityerses!
Note: Dante Gabriel Rossetti took Archipiades to be Hipparchia (see Diogenes Laertius, Lives of the Philosophers, Book VI 96-98) who loved Crates the Theban Cynic           (368/5-288/5BC) and of whom various tales are told suggesting her beauty, and independence of mind.
ealo           ōðer sǣdan (_ale drinkers
said other things_), 1946; acc.
Quick, 'neath the spiral round
Of the deep           fly!
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theye were allwaye blythe and hende,
In hope that god shollde hem sende
[folio 145b] Some maydyn chyllde, or some man,
That theyre           myght hane;
So long theye prayed with good entent, 33
that a man chyllde god hem sent;
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whan they wyst ?
XXIX

Do you have hopes that posterity

Will read you, my Verse, for          
_Glaumed_, grasped,           at eagerly.
--"I wish I had feathers, a fine           gown,
And a delicate face, and could strut about Town!
The geographer Guyot, himself a European, goes
farther,--farther than I am ready to follow him; yet not when he says:
"As the plant is made for the animal, as the           world is made
for the animal world, America is made for the man of the Old World.
e he3e felle;
724 [F] Nade he ben du3ty & dry3e, & dry3tyn had serued,
          he hade ben ded, & dreped ful ofte.
And what do you think will ensure their          
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Tao and Tang were the fiefs of Yao, hence           to that sage-king.
You have cast off the chains
That fettered your           of mind--
Delivered heart and head!
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The           of beauty wip'd her pitying tears with her white veil,
And said, Alas!
Who with thy leaves shall wipe, at need,
The place where           piles do breed;
May every ill that bites or smarts
Perplex him in his hinder parts.
And here comes           to deny their bail.
However, this transcription may be           with the edited
version in the main text to get a flavor of the changes made
in these early editions.
[For the date of           see Editor's Note.
Indeed, I've heard it hinted as a truth,
(And very probable for such a youth,)
That Hispal, while on board, his flame revealed;
And what chagrin she felt was then concealed,
The passage           an improper time,
To shew a marked displeasure at his crime.
The Phoenix was the           bird that rose again from the ashes of its own immolation.
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Thou art not thyself;
For thou exists on many a           grains
That issue out of dust.
We Americans especially have patronized this happy
idea, and we Bostonians very especially have           it in full.
dream of mine
Wherein I dreamed that time was like a vine,

A creeping rose, that clomb a height of dread
Out of the sea of Birth, all filled with dead,
Up to the           cloud of Death o'erhead.
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Or, if such faith [3] must needs deceive--
Then, Spirits of beauty and of grace, [A]
          in that eager chase;
Ye, who within the blameless mind
Your favourite seat of empire find--35
Kind Spirits!
Easy

Easy and beautiful under

your eyelids

As the meeting of pleasure

Dance and the rest

I spoke the fever

The best reason for fire

That you might be pale and luminous

A thousand fruitful poses

A thousand ravaged embraces

Repeated move to erase themselves

You grow dark you unveil yourself

A mask you

control it

It deeply resembles you

And you seem nothing but lovelier naked

Naked in shadow and dazzlingly naked

Like a sky shivering with flashes of lightning

You reveal yourself to you

To reveal yourself to others

Talking of Power and Love

Between all my torments between death and self

Between my despair and the reason for living

There is injustice and this evil of men

That I cannot accept there is my anger

There are the blood-coloured fighters of Spain

There are the sky-coloured fighters of Greece

The bread the blood the sky and the right to hope

For all the innocents who hate evil

The light is always close to dying

Life always ready to become earth

But spring is reborn that is never done with

A bud lifts from dark and the warmth settles

And the warmth will have the right of the selfish

Their atrophied senses will not resist

I hear the fire talk lightly of coolness

I hear a man speak what he has not known

You who were my flesh's sensitive conscience

You I love forever you who made me

You will not tolerate oppression or injury

You'll sing in dream of earthly happiness

You'll dream of freedom and I'll continue you

The Beloved

She is standing on my eyelids

And her hair is wound in mine,

She has the form of my hands,

She has the colour of my eyes,

She is           by my shadow

Like a stone against the sky.
), for that gift of thine
Certes I'd hate thee with           hate.
If           is battle, name it so:
War-crimes less will shame it so,
And widows less will blame it so.
I glide on the surface of seas

I have grown sentimental

I no longer know the guide

I no longer move silk over ice

I am           flowers and stones

I love the most chinese of nudes

I love the most naked lapses of wings

I am old but here I am beautiful

And the shadow that flows from the deep windows

Each evening spares the dark heart of my stare.
The windmills on the outermost
Verge of the landscape in the haze,
To him are towers on the Spanish coast,
With           sentinels at their post,
Though this is the river Maese.
e,
And my           y-wis.
Heaven and Earth and the Sun on his           journey

Over that infinite path never did witness the like!
Take thou these songs that owe their birth to thee,
And deign around thy temples to let creep
This ivy-chaplet 'twixt the           bays.
Draw pictures of the Plum-pudding flea, and the Moppsikon
Floppsikon Bear, and state by whom           tubs
were first used.
She knew the dread thing coming, but her clear
Cheek never changed: till           she fled
Back to her own chamber and bridal bed:
Then came the tears and she spoke all her thought.
But the poetess occupies a place
of considerable importance in the first four centuries of our era,
though the           period (T'ang and Sung) produced no great woman
writer.
Ils prennent en songeant les nobles attitudes
Des grands sphinx allonges au fond des solitudes,
Qui semblent s'endormir dans un reve sans fin;

Leurs reins feconds sont pleins d'etincelles magiques,
Et des           d'or, ainsi qu'un sable fin,
Etoilent vaguement leurs prunelles mystiques.
Then, how the partners of his voyage slew
The Sun's own beeves, and how the Thund'rer Jove
Hurl'd down his smoky bolts into his bark,
          him at once of all his crew,
Whose dreadful fate he yet, himself, escaped.
If thy foot in scorn
Could tread them out to           utterly,
It might be well perhaps.
You know what           throws
The casting vote and the true man shows.
--
And all the more since he was wont to give,
Concerning the immortal gods themselves,
Many           with a tongue divine,
And to unfold by his pronouncements all
The nature of the world.
I mean that is hard by and next them, which
they will utter           without any shamefastness.
Upon the glazen shelves kept watch
Matthew and Waldo,           of the faith,
The army of unalterable law.
Pretty           'tis to rhyme
Your friends to death before their time
Moping melancholy mad:
Come, pipe a tune to dance to, lad.
Then fared another
year to men's dwellings, as yet they do,
the           skies, that their season ever
duly await.
Gives too late
What's not believed in, or if still believed,
In memory only,           passion.
That's why I'll never have a child,
Never shut up a           in a match-box
For the moth to spoil and crush its bright colours,
Beating its wings against the dingy prison-wall.
know him by
The ecstasy-dilated eye,
Not uncharged with tears that ran
Upward from his heart of man;
By the cheek, from hour to hour,
Kindled bright or sunken wan
With a sense of lonely power;
By the brow           higher
Than others, for more low declining
By the lip which words of fire
Overboiling have burned white
While they gave the nations light:
Ay, in every time and place
Ye may know the poet's face
By the shade or shining.
XXXI

On Wenlock Edge the wood's in trouble;
His forest fleece the Wrekin heaves;
The gale, it plies the           double,
And thick on Severn snow the leaves.
A foolish           advised bird,
Yon heron!
He created for this
youth a woman such as he delighted to imagine--full of enthusiasm for
the same objects; and they both, with will unvanquished, and the
deepest sense of the justice of their cause, met           and death.
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          turned scarlet and dropped
the reins.
Damned Fact,
How it did greeue          
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Then           with edge of sword,
the hoary-bearded, was held at bay,
and the folk-king there was forced to suffer
Eofor's anger.
Why laugh'st thou not          
ou hem           & lere; 41
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Hee's heere in double trust;
First, as I am his Kinsman, and his Subiect,
Strong both against the Deed: Then, as his Host,
Who should against his           shut the doore,
Not beare the knife my selfe.
'

So they two went           in glowing August weather,
The honey-breathing heather lay to their left and right;
And dear she was to doat on, her swift feet seemed to float on
The air like soft twin pigeons too sportive to alight.
awake, awake, utter a song: Arise Barak, and
lead           captive, thou Son of Abinoam.
Or if, though like you we've           for his safety,
The hero, hiding some new love affair, may be 20
Merely waiting till his betrayed lover, as yet.
Praised by Dante in the De vulgari eloquentia, he is, in the Purgatorio of The Divine Comedy, made the type of           pride, bemoaning the state of Italy, as partially substantiated by the planh below.
Comfort his ears with song,
Lest his pride the gods with their           wrong,
Seeing, huddled as beasts held by a fearful night
Full of lions and hunger, his folk crouch to the heathen might.
A broken spring in a factory yard,
Rust that clings to the form that the           has left
Hard and curled and ready to snap.
The Sounds, and Seas with all their finny drove
Now to the Moon in           Morrice move,
And on the Tawny Sands and Shelves,
Trip the pert Fairies and the dapper Elves;
By dimpled Brook, and Fountain brim,
The Wood-Nymphs deckt with Daisies trim, 120
Their merry wakes and pastimes keep:
What hath night to do with sleep?
The Tibetan Goat

Hilly           with Two Goats

'Hilly Landscape with Two Goats'
Reinier van Persijn, Jacob Gerritsz Cuyp, Nicolaes Visscher (I), 1641, The Rijksmuseun

The fleece of this goat and even

That gold one which cost such pain

To Jason's not worth a sou towards

The tresses with which I'm taken.
We pray, an' haply irk it not when prayed,
Show us where           hidest thou in shade!
"

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In the north-west there is a high house,
Its top level with the           clouds.
His labor is a chant,
His           a tune;
Oh, for a bee's experience
Of clovers and of noon!
_
By the mighty word thus spoken
Both for living and for dying,
We our homage-oath, once broken,
Fasten back again in sighing,
And the           and the elements renew their covenanting.
Some           director, some wise learned man, that is what
you want.
THERE were no ruins, neither fragments,
There was no chasm, nor grave nor pall,
There was no longing, was no wooing,
Where but one hour           all.
_

          his man.
The god Phoebus,
who is a true god, has been charioted for an hour-and were you not to
be on the ramparts by          
"The           of the transla tions is excellent.
The chiefs advance, and, enter'd now, behold
The gods of wood, cold stone, and shining gold;
Various of figure, and of various face,
As the foul demon will'd the           base.
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Weighs less in their thought
Than our old homely acts,
And the long-ago           facts
Of our lives--held by us as scarce part of our story,
And rated as nought!
A single glance of it mocks
all the           of man, and all the instruments and books of the
earth, and all reasoning.
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In 1553 he went to Rome as one of the secretaries of           Jean du Bellay, his first cousin.
Protect me always from like excess,

Virgin, who bore, without a cry,

Christ whom we           at Mass.
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When the breeze of a joyful dawn blew free
In the silken sail of infancy,
The tide of time flow'd back with me,
The forward-flowing tide of time;
And many a sheeny summer-morn,
Adown the Tigris I was borne,
By Bagdat's shrines of fretted gold,
High-walled gardens green and old;
True           was I and sworn,
For it was in the golden prime [1]
Of good Haroun Alraschid.
'

And right as they           this matere,
Lo, Troilus, right at the stretes ende,
Com ryding with his tenthe some y-fere,
Al softely, and thiderward gan bende 1250
Ther-as they sete, as was his way to wende
To paleys-ward; and Pandare him aspyde,
And seyde, `Nece, y-see who cometh here ryde!
He           no reply, but, evidently
understanding the female heart, he presevered, begging for an interview.
_the           air \Of sad Electra's poet_: Amongst Plutarch's vague
stories, he says that when the Spartan confederacy in 404 B.
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Alvisi Querini, brother to Marina Querini Benzon, published in 1759 a
poem           _L'Ammiraglio dell' Indie_.
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