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…. JEPHTHAH. Thou didst no evil in the slaying him, For God is a consuming fire; high zeal Against idolatry lacks not reward. And now the sun is up: for Israel, march! JARED. Good luck be with your spears ; and homecoming Gladden victorious eyes ere set of sun. [Exeunt Jephthah and Soldiers. Enter Eleazar, Ahinoam, Chorus of Elders. CHORUS. The sun is past meridian. No sound Of trampling hoofs assails th’ unquiet wind, Nor trembles in the pillared echo-places, And windy corridors of pathless snow. But let us wait, expecting victory. No fugitive …
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…rs the ocean bears. All the garb that gladness wears To a rent uncouth attire Changed with cares ; Happy songs our love had made Ere the sun had sunk his fire, - In the moonrise fall and fade, And the dregs of our desire Fall away to death ; Tears divide our labouring breath That our sister—O our sister ! Moon and sun and stars have kissed her She must touch the lips of death, Touch the lips whose coldness saith : Thou art clay. Let us fare away, away To the ice whose ocean gray Tumbles on the beach of rock, Where the wheeling vultures mock Our…
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…: I see the assembly of the foully slain : The scent of murder steams: riderless horses Gallop across the earth, and seek the inane: The sun and moon are shaken in their courses : The kings are gathered, and the vultures fall Screaming, to hold their ghastly festival. Master, the sons of Freedom are but few— Yea, but as strong as the storm-smitten sea, Their forehead consecrated with the dew, Their heart made mighty: let my voice decree, My spirit lift their standard: clear and true Bid my trump sound, “ Let all the earth be free!” With thine o…
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…u goodliest Of queens, thou royal woman, crowned with tears, That could not move the dull stars from their spheres To kiss thee. For the sun would fainer rest In the gold chambers of the glowing west Than answer thy love, thine, whose soul endears All souls but his, whose slow desire fears The fierce embraces of thine olive breast. O Queen, sun-lover, we are wed with thee In changeless love, in passion for a fire . Whose lips bind all men in their bitter spell ; A love whose first caress, hard won, would be The final dissolution of desire, A fl…
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…ld and silver are but wisdom, seeking Rather things incorruptible above Than sordid hopes and fears. But look you, friends, Where in the sun’s eye rolls a speck of cloud Lesser than the ephemeral gnat may make Riding for sport upon a little whirl Of moving breezes, so it glows and rolls, Caught in the furnace of the sun, opaque To eyes that seek its depth, but penetrable By those long filaments of light beyond. See, the spot darkens, and a horseman spurs A flagging steed with bloody flanks, and waves A cloudy sword to heaven—I am sure He brings…
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…’s flowers ? Now is beginning of spring, and I ask not Roses to flame o’er the lawn— Who should know better that peonies bask not In the sun’s dawn? Still, through the snow, it may be there is peeping Veiled from the kiss of the sun | One lone white violet, daintily sleeping, Hard to be won. So with my fairy white maiden (you hear me ?) . Winter may yet pass away ; Spring may arrive, (will it find your heart near me?) Summer may stay. Passionate roses I seek not, whose glories Now are too fierce for the spring, While the white flames of the fro…
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…en all the forces of the earth shall be Untameable, a shield of Liberty. Freedom shall burgeon like a rose, While in the sky A new white sun with ardour glows On Liberty. Men shall sing merrily at work as those Who fear no more to die— Ay! and who fear no more at last to live Since man can love and worship and forgive. Then on these heights of Caucasus A fire shall dwell, Pure as the dawn, and odorous Of bud and bell; A flower of fire, a flame from Heaven to us. All triumph to foretell, A glory of unspeakable delight, A flower.like lightning, a…
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…MYSTERIES: EPILOGUE. JT ORACE, in the fruitful Sabine country, Where the wheat and vine are most abundant, Where the olive ripens in the sunshine, Where the streams are voiced with Dian’s whispers, Lived in quiet, with a woman’s passion To inspire his lute and bring contentment In the gray still days of early winter. I, remote from cities, like the poet, Tune my lesser lyre with other fingers, Yet am not a whit the less belovéd. And.to me the stars are never silent, Nor do sea and storm deny their music, Nor do flower and breeze refuse their ki…
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…d by the thankless wind. ELEAZAR, Nay, for a man’s sure purpose is of God. CHORUS. The large pale limbs of the earth are tanned With the sun and the sea and the yellow sand And the face of earth is dark with love Of the lords of hell and the spirits above That move in the foggy air of night, And the spirit of God, most like a dove, Hovers, and lingers, and wings his flight, Spurned and rejected and lost to sight; But we desire him, a holy bird, And we turn eyes to the hollow hills ; For God is strong, and His iron word Mocks at the gods of the …
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164 MYSTERIES : Dawn’s finger shall be raised, its wrath shall cease, The sun shall rouse us whom the tempest lulled, And thy poor poet’s mind . For respite by its own deep anguish dulled Shall wake again to watch the cruel day Drift slowly on its chill and wasted way With but thy smile to inspire some sad melodious lay. From whose rude caverns sweep these gusty wings That shake the steeples as they mock at God ? Who reared the stallion wind? Whose foaling flings The billows starward? Whose the steeds fire-shod That sweep throughout the world? …
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… _Its savour faded, nor my soul aware. I turned and went away, away, away, Out of the night that was to me the day, And_rode to meet the sun to hide in light The sorrow of the day that was the night. So I rode slowly in the morning gray, And all the meadows with the frost -were white. And lo! between the mountains there uprose The winter sun; and all the forest glows, And the frost burns like fire before my eyes, While the white breeze awoke with slumberous sighs And stirred the branches of the pine ; it knows, It surely knows how weary are the…
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… sleep Of childhood’s life: An English maiden must not weep To be a wife. So shall our love bridge space, and bring The tender breath Of sun and moon and stars that sing To gladden Death. I see your cheek grow pale and cold, Then flush above. Kiss me; I know that I behold The birth of Love.
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LYRICAL AND DRAMATIC. So, birds, are you shy to awake Your voices to laughter-tuned numbers ? So, sun, do you tremble to shake The dews of the night from our slumbers ? Eveline! So, breeze, too reluctant to take The dews of the night from our slumbers? Light breaks, and the breezes caress Cool limbs and soft eyes and fair faces ; The nightingales carol to bless The dawn of our nuptial embraces, Eveline! The woods wear a lovelier dress In the dawn of our nuptial embraces! 185
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…. Our arms are intertwined, Breath desires breath and hand imprisons hand, Breezes cool faces, rosy with the brand Of long sweet kisses; sun shall dawn and find Two lovers who have passed the land Of sleep—and found Death kind.
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…s from the hills and desert lands. CHORUS. Our help is from the hills: we know the Lord. PROPHET. Death rides most violently against the sun.
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178 MYSTERIES: MAN’S HOPE. kK * fades the last red glimmer of the sun, Ere day is night, when on the glittering bar The waves are foaming rubies, and afar Streaks of red water, gold on th’ horizon, On summer ripples rhythmically run, Ere dusk is weaned, there sails on silver car From the expectant East, the Evening Star, And all the threads of sorrow are unspun. So He who ordered this shall still work thus, And ere life’s lamp shall flicker into death, And Time lose all his empire over us, A gleam of Hope, of Knowledge, shall arise, A star to s…
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…ight—the world is wrought For starry contemplation—gusts of thought Surge in the vast. Before my vision lay New oceans gemmed about with sun-bright isles, Peopled with creatures girded up with gold, Women men’s love made glorious to behold, Men clad with sunshine of fair women’s smiles, Fountains of purity and fadeless youth. With a glad heart I turned my steps to seek Their starry groves and streams. A scroll unfurled A cloud from heaven : “ This people loveth truth.” I rose and hid my tear-bespangled cheek. Woe’s me! For I had dreamed it was …
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LYRICAL AND DRAMATIC. ‘¥97 She will remain, unshaken yet By storm and sun ; She will remain, when years forget That fierier one. A race of clean strong men shall spring From her pure life. Men shall be happy; bards shall sing The English wife. And thou, forget thou that my mouth ‘Has ever clung | To flame of hell ; that of the south The songs I sung. Forget that I have trampled flowers, And worn the crown Of thorns of roses in the hours So long dropped down. Forget, O white-faced maid, that I Have dallied long In classic bowers and mystery Of c…
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LYRICAL AND DRAMATIC. 127 THE LEGEND OF BEN LEDI. N his couch Imperial Alpin In majestic grandeur lay, Dying with the sun that faded O’er the plain of granite gray. Snowy white his beard descended, Flecked with foeman’s crimson gore, And he rose and grasped his broadsword, And he prayed to mighty Thor : “God of thunder, god of battle, God of pillage and of war, Hear the King of Scotland dying On the Leny’s thundrous shore! “Thrice three hundred have I smitten With my single arm this day; Now of life my soul is weary, I am old, I pass away. “Gra…
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…d 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.