Jephthah and Other Mysteries

LYRICAL AND DRAMATIC. 189 Feel the breath of your freedom burn in my veins, and Freedom! Freedom ! echoes adown cliff and precipitous ghyll ; Fire and desire and light and youth and passion and freedom Race in my blood untamed, laugh in my face for love. Down by the cold gray lake the sun descends from his hunting, Shadow and silence steal over the frozen fells. Oh, to be there, my heart !_ And the vesper bells awaken, Colleges call their children, Lakeland fades from the sight. Only the sad slow Cam like a sire with age grown heavy Wearily moves to the sea, to quicken to life at last. Blithelier I depart, to a sea of sunnier kindness ; Hours of waiting are past ; I re-quicken to love.