第2章

Poem:AthanasiaTothatgauntHouseofArtwhichlacksfornaughtOfallthegreatthingsmenhavesavedfromTime，ThewitheredbodyofagirlwasbroughtDeaderetheworld\'sgladyouthhadtoucheditsprime，AndseenbylonelyArabslyinghidInthedimwombofsomeblackpyramid。 ButwhentheyhadunloosedthelinenbandWhichswathedtheEgyptian\'sbody，-lo!wasfoundClosedinthewastedhollowofherhandAlittleseed，whichsowninEnglishgroundDidwondroussnowofstarryblossomsbearAndspreadrichodoursthroughourspring-tideair。 WithsuchstrangeartsthisflowerdidallureThatallforgottenwastheasphodel，Andthebrownbee，thelily\'sparamour，Forsookthecupwherehewaswonttodwell，Fornotathingofearthitseemedtobe，ButstolenfromsomeheavenlyArcady。 Invainthesadnarcissus，wanandwhiteAtitsownbeauty，hungacrossthestream，Thepurpledragon-flyhadnodelightWithitsgolddusttomakehiswingsa-gleam，Ah!nodelightthejasmine-bloomtokiss，Orbrushtherain-pearlsfromtheeucharis。 ForloveofitthepassionatenightingaleForgotthehillsofThrace，thecruelking，AndthepaledovenolongercaredtosailThroughthewetwoodsattimeofblossoming，ButroundthisflowerofEgyptsoughttofloat，Withsilveredwingandamethystinethroat。 WhilethehotsunblazedinhistowerofblueAcoolingwindcreptfromthelandofsnows，AndthewarmsouthwithtendertearsofdewDrencheditswhiteleaveswhenHesperosup-roseAmidthosesea-greenmeadowsoftheskyOnwhichthescarletbarsofsunsetlie。 Butwheno\'erwastesoflily-hauntedfieldThetiredbirdshadstayedtheiramoroustune，AndbroadandglitteringlikeanargentshieldHighinthesapphireheavenshungthemoon，DidnostrangedreamorevilmemorymakeEachtremulouspetalofitsblossomsshake？ Ahno!tothisbrightflowerathousandyearsSeemedbutthelingeringofasummer\'sday，ItneverknewthetideofcankeringfearsWhichturnaboy\'sgoldhairtowitheredgrey，Thedreaddesireofdeathitneverknew，Orhowallfolkthattheywerebornmustrue。 Forwetodeathwithpipeanddancinggo，Norwouldwepasstheivorygateagain，AssomesadriverweariedofitsflowThroughthedullplains，thehauntsofcommonmen，Leapslover-likeintotheterriblesea! Andcountsitgaintodiesogloriously。 WemarourlordlystrengthinbarrenstrifeWiththeworld\'slegionsledbyclamorouscare，ItneverfeelsdecaybutgatherslifeFromthepuresunlightandthesupremeair，WelivebeneathTime\'swastingsovereignty，Itisthechildofalleternity。 Poem:Serenade(ForMusic) ThewesternwindisblowingfairAcrossthedarkAEgeansea，AndatthesecretmarblestairMyTyriangalleywaitsforthee。 Comedown!thepurplesailisspread，Thewatchmansleepswithinthetown，Oleavethylily-floweredbed，OLadyminecomedown，comedown! Shewillnotcome，Iknowherwell，Oflover\'svowsshehathnocare，AndlittlegoodamancantellOfonesocruelandsofair。 Trueloveisbutawoman\'stoy，Theyneverknowthelover\'spain，AndIwholovedaslovesaboyMustloveinvain，mustloveinvain。 Onoblepilot，tellmetrue，Isthatthesheenofgoldenhair？ OrisitbutthetangleddewThatbindsthepassion-flowersthere？ GoodsailorcomeandtellmenowIsthatmyLady\'slilyhand？ Orisitbutthegleamingprow，Orisitbutthesilversand？ No!no!\'tisnotthetangleddew，\'Tisnotthesilver-frettedsand，ItismyowndearLadytrueWithgoldenhairandlilyhand! Onoblepilot，steerforTroy，Goodsailor，plythelabouringoar，ThisistheQueenoflifeandjoyWhomwemustbearfromGrecianshore! Thewaningskygrowsfaintandblue，Itwantsanhourstillofday，Aboard!aboard!mygallantcrew，OLadymine，away!away! Onoblepilot，steerforTroy，Goodsailor，plythelabouringoar，Olovedasonlylovesaboy! Olovedforeverevermore! Poem:Endymion(ForMusic) Theappletreesarehungwithgold，AndbirdsareloudinArcady，Thesheepliebleatinginthefold，Thewildgoatrunsacrossthewold，Butyesterdayhislovehetold，Iknowhewillcomebacktome。 Orisingmoon!OLadymoon! Beyoumylover\'ssentinel，Youcannotchoosebutknowhimwell，Forheisshodwithpurpleshoon，Youcannotchoosebutknowmylove，Forheashepherd\'scrookdothbear，Andheissoftasanydove，Andbrownandcurlyishishair。 TheturtlenowhasceasedtocallUponhercrimson-footedgroom，Thegreywolfprowlsaboutthestall，Thelily\'ssingingseneschalSleepsinthelily-bell，andallTheviolethillsarelostingloom。 Orisenmoon!Oholymoon! StandonthetopofHelice，Andifmyowntrueloveyousee，Ah!ifyouseethepurpleshoon，Thehazelcrook，thelad\'sbrownhair，Thegoat-skinwrappedabouthisarm，TellhimthatIamwaitingwhereTherushlightglimmersintheFarm。 Thefallingdewiscoldandchill，AndnobirdsingsinArcady，Thelittlefaunshaveleftthehill，EventhetireddaffodilHascloseditsgildeddoors，andstillMylovercomesnotbacktome。 Falsemoon!Falsemoon!Owaningmoon! Whereismyowntruelovergone，Wherearethelipsvermilion，Theshepherd\'scrook，thepurpleshoon？ Whyspreadthatsilverpavilion，Whywearthatveilofdriftingmist？ Ah!thouhastyoungEndymion，Thouhastthelipsthatshouldbekissed! Poem:LaBellaDonnaDellaMiaMenteMylimbsarewastedwithaflame，Myfeetaresorewithtravelling，For，callingonmyLady\'sname，Mylipshavenowforgottosing。 OLinnetinthewild-rosebrakeStrainformyLovethymelody，OLarksinglouderforlove\'ssake，MygentleLadypassethby。 SheistoofairforanymanToseeorholdhisheart\'sdelight，FairerthanQueenorcourtesanOrmoonlitwaterinthenight。 Herhairisboundwithmyrtleleaves，(Greenleavesuponhergoldenhair!) GreengrassesthroughtheyellowsheavesOfautumncornarenotmorefair。 Herlittlelips，moremadetokissThantocrybitterlyforpain，Aretremulousasbrook-wateris，Orrosesaftereveningrain。 HerneckislikewhitemeliloteFlushingforpleasureofthesun，Thethrobbingofthelinnet\'sthroatIsnotsosweettolookupon。 Asapomegranate，cutintwain，White-seeded，ishercrimsonmouth，HercheeksareasthefadingstainWherethepeachreddenstothesouth。 Otwininghands!OdelicateWhitebodymadeforloveandpain! OHouseoflove!OdesolatePaleflowerbeatenbytherain! Poem:ChansonAringofgoldandamilk-whitedoveAregoodlygiftsforthee，AndahempenropeforyourownloveTohanguponatree。 ForyouaHouseofIvory，(Rosesarewhiteintherose-bower)! Anarrowbedformetolie，(White，Owhite，isthehemlockflower)! Myrtleandjessamineforyou，(Otheredroseisfairtosee)! Formethecypressandtherue，(Finestofallisrosemary)! Foryouthreeloversofyourhand，(Greengrasswhereamanliesdead)! Formethreepacesonthesand，(Plantliliesatmyhead)! Poem:CharmidesI。 HewasaGrecianlad，whocominghomeWithpulpyfigsandwinefromSicilyStoodathisgalley\'sprow，andletthefoamBlowthroughhiscrispbrowncurlsunconsciously，Andholdingwaveandwindinboy\'sdespitePeeredfromhisdrippingseatacrossthewetandstormynight。 TillwiththedawnhesawaburnishedspearLikeathinthreadofgoldagainstthesky，Andhoistedsail，andstrainedthecreakinggear，AndbadethepilotheadherlustilyAgainstthenor\'westgale，andalldaylongHeldonhisway，andmarkedtherowers\'timewithmeasuredsong。 AndwhenthefaintCorinthianhillswereredDroppedanchorinalittlesandybay，Andwithfreshboughsofolivecrownedhishead，Andbrushedfromcheekandthroatthehoaryspray，Andwashedhislimbswithoil，andfromtheholdBroughtouthislinentunicandhissandalsbrazen-soled，Andarichrobestainedwiththefishers\'juiceWhichofsomeswarthytraderhehadboughtUponthesunnyquayatSyracuse，AndwaswithTyrianbroideriesinwrought，AndbythequestioningmerchantsmadehiswayUpthroughthesoftandsilverwoods，andwhenthelabouringdayHadspunitstangledwebofcrimsoncloud，Clombthehighhill，andwithswiftsilentfeetCrepttothefaneunnoticedbythecrowdOfbusypriests，andfromsomedarkretreatWatchedtheyoungswainshisfrolicplaymatesbringThefirstlingoftheirlittleflock，andtheshyshepherdflingThecracklingsaltupontheflame，orhangHisstuddedcrookagainstthetemplewallToHerwhokeepsawaytheravenousfangOfthebasewolffromhomesteadandfromstall； Andthentheclear-voicedmaidens\'gantosing，Andtothealtareachmanbroughtsomegoodlyoffering，Abeechencupbrimmingwithmilkyfoam，AfairclothwroughtwithcunningimageryOfhoundsinchase，awaxenhoney-combDrippingwithoozygoldwhichscarcethebeeHadceasedfrombuilding，ablackskinofoilMeetforthewrestlers，agreatboarthefierceandwhite-tuskedspoilStolenfromArtemisthatjealousmaidTopleaseAthena，andthedappledhideOfatallstagwhoinsomemountaingladeHadmettheshaft；andthentheheraldcried，AndfromthepillaredprecinctonebyoneWentthegladGreekswellpleasedthattheytheirsimplevowshaddone。 AndtheoldpriestputoutthewaningfiresSavethatonelampwhoserestlessrubyglowedForeverinthecell，andtheshrilllyresCamefainteronthewind，asdowntheroadInjoyousdancethesecountryfolkdidpass，Andwithstouthandsthewarderclosedthegatesofpolishedbrass。 Longtimehelayandhardlydaredtobreathe，Andheardthecadenceddripofspilt-outwine，Andtherose-petalsfallingfromthewreathAsthenightbreezeswanderedthroughtheshrine，AndseemedtobeinsomeentrancedswoonTillthroughtheopenroofabovethefullandbrimmingmoonFloodedwithsheenywavesthemarblefloor，Whenfromhisnookupleapttheventurouslad，Andflingingwidethecedar-carvendoorBeheldanawfulimagesaffron-cladAndarmedforbattle!thegauntGriffinglaredFromthehugehelm，andthelonglanceofwreckandruinflaredLikearedrodofflame，stonyandsteeledTheGorgon\'sheaditsleadeneyeballsrolled，Andwritheditssnakyhorrorsthroughtheshield，AndgapedaghastwithbloodlesslipsandcoldInpassionimpotent，whilewithblindgazeTheblinkingowlbetweenthefeethootedinshrillamaze。 ThelonelyfisherashetrimmedhislampFaroutatseaoffSunium，orcastThenetfortunnies，heardabrazentrampOfhorsessmitethewaves，andawildblastDividethefoldedcurtainsofthenight，Andkneltuponthelittlepoop，andprayedinholyfright。 AndguiltyloversintheirveneryForgatalittlewhiletheirstolensweets，DeemingtheyhearddreadDian\'sbittercry； AndthegrimwatchmenontheirloftyseatsRantotheirshieldsinhasteprecipitate，Orstrainedblack-beardedthroatsacrosstheduskyparapet。 Forroundthetemplerolledtheclangofarms，AndthetwelveGodsleaptupinmarblefear，AndtheairquakedwithdissonantalarumsTillhugePoseidonshookhismightyspear，Andonthefriezetheprancinghorsesneighed，Andthelowtreadofhurryingfeetrangfromthecavalcade。 Readyfordeathwithpartedlipshestood，AndwellcontentatsuchapricetoseeThatcalmwidebrow，thatterriblemaidenhood，Themarvelofthatpitilesschastity，Ah!wellcontentindeed，forneverwightSinceTroy\'syoungshepherdprincehadseensowonderfulasight。 Readyfordeathhestood，butlo!theairGrewsilent，andthehorsesceasedtoneigh，Andoffhisbrowhetossedtheclusteringhair，Andfromhislimbshethrowthecloakaway； Forwhomwouldnotsuchlovemakedesperate？ Andnighercame，andtouchedherthroat，andwithhandsviolateUndidthecuirass，andthecrocusgown，Andbaredthebreastsofpolishedivory，TillfromthewaistthepeplosfallingdownLeftvisiblethesecretmysteryWhichtonoloverwillAthenashow，Thegrandcoolflanks，thecrescentthighs，thebossyhillsofsnow。 Thosewhohaveneverknownalover\'ssinLetthemnotreadmyditty，itwillbeTotheirdullearssomusiclessandthinThattheywillhavenojoyofit，butyeTowhosewancheeksnowcreepsthelingeringsmile，YewhohavelearnedwhoErosis，-Olistenyetawhile。 AlittlespacehelethisgreedyeyesRestontheburnishedimage，tillmeresightHalfswoonedforsurfeitofsuchluxuries，AndthenhislipsinhungeringdelightFedonherlips，androundthetoweredneckHeflunghisarms，norcaredatallhispassion\'swilltocheck。 NeverIweendidloverholdsuchtryst，Forallnightlonghemurmuredhoneyedword，Andsawhersweetunravishedlimbs，andkissedHerpaleandargentbodyundisturbed，Andpaddledwiththepolishedthroat，andpressedHishotandbeatingheartuponherchillandicybreast。 ItwasasifNumidianjavelinsPiercedthroughandthroughhiswildandwhirlingbrain，AndhisnervesthrilledlikethrobbingviolinsInexquisitepulsation，andthepainWassuchsweetanguishthatheneverdrewHislipsfromherstilloverheadthelarkofwarningflew。 TheywhohaveneverseenthedaylightpeerIntoadarkenedroom，anddrawnthecurtain，AndwithdulleyesandweariedfromsomedearAndworshippedbodyrisen，theyforcertainWillneverknowofwhatItrytosing，Howlongthelastkisswas，howfondandlatehislingering。 Themoonwasgirdledwithacrystalrim，ThesignwhichshipmensayisominousOfwrathinheaven，thewanstarsweredim，AndthelowlighteningeastwastremulousWiththefaintflutteringwingsofflyingdawn，Erefromthesilentsombreshrinehisloverhadwithdrawn。 DownthesteeprockwithhurriedfeetandfastClombthebravelad，andreachedthecaveofPan，Andheardthegoat-footsnoringashepassed，AndleaptuponagrassyknollandranLikeayoungfawnuntoanolivewoodWhichinashadyvalleybythewell-builtcitystood； Andsoughtalittlestream，whichwellheknew，ForoftentimeswithboyishcarelessshoutThegreenandcrestedgrebehewouldpursue，Orsnareinwovennetthesilvertrout，AnddownamidthestartledreedshelayPantinginbreathlesssweetaffright，andwaitedfortheday。 Onthegreenbankhelay，andletonehandDipinthecooldarkeddieslistlessly，AndsoonthebreathofmorningcameandfannedHishotflushedcheeks，orliftedwantonlyThetangledcurlsfromoffhisforehead，whileHeontherunningwatergazedwithstrangeandsecretsmile。 AndsoontheshepherdinroughwoollencloakWithhislongcrookundidthewattledcotes，AndfromthestackathinbluewreathofsmokeCurledthroughtheairacrosstheripeningoats，Andonthehilltheyellowhouse-dogbayedAsthroughthecrispandrustlingferntheheavycattlestrayed。 Andwhenthelight-footmowerwentafieldAcrossthemeadowslacedwiththreadeddew，Andthesheepbleatedonthemistyweald，Andfromitsnestthewakingcorncrakeflew，SomewoodmensawhimlyingbythestreamAndmarvelledmuchthatanyladsobeautifulcouldseem，Nordeemedhimbornofmortals，andonesaid，\'ItisyoungHylas，thatfalserunawayWhowithaNaiadnowwouldmakehisbedForgettingHerakles，\'butothers，\'Nay，ItisNarcissus，hisownparamour，Thosearethefondandcrimsonlipsnowomancanallure。\' Andwhentheynearercameathirdonecried，\'ItisyoungDionysoswhohashidHisspearandfawnskinbytheriversideWearyofhuntingwiththeBassarid，Andwiseindeedwereweawaytofly: Theylivenotlongwhoonthegodsimmortalcometospy。\' Soturnedtheyback，andfearedtolookbehind，AndtoldthetimidswainhowtheyhadseenAmidthereedssomewoodlandgodreclined，Andnomandaredtocrosstheopengreen，Andonthatdaynoolive-treewasslain，Norrushescut，butalldesertedwasthefairdomain，Savewhentheneat-herd\'slad，hisemptypailWellslunguponhisback，withleapandboundRacedontheotherside，andstoppedtohail，Hopingthathesomecomradenewhadfound，Andgatnoanswer，andthenhalfafraidPassedonhissimpleway，ordownthestillandsilentgladeAlittlegirlranlaughingfromthefarm，Notthinkingoflove\'ssecretmysteries，AndwhenshesawthewhiteandgleamingarmAndallhismanlihood，withlongingeyesWhosepassionmockedhersweetvirginityWatchedhimawhile，andthenstolebacksadlyandwearily。 Faroffheheardthecity\'shumandnoise，AndnowandthentheshrillerlaughterwhereThepassionatepurityofbrown-limbedboysWrestledorracedintheclearhealthfulair，AndnowandthenalittletinklingbellAstheshornwetherledthesheepdowntothemossywell。 Throughthegreywillowsdancedthefretfulgnat，Thegrasshopperchirpedidlyfromthetree，Insleekandoilycoatthewater-ratBreastingthelittleripplesmanfullyMadeforthewild-duck\'snest，fromboughtoboughHoppedtheshyfinch，andthehugetortoisecreptacrosstheslough。 OnthefaintwindfloatedthesilkyseedsAsthebrightscythesweptthroughthewavinggrass，Theouzel-cocksplashedcirclesinthereedsAndfleckedwithsilverwhorlstheforest\'sglass，WhichscarcehadcaughtagainitsimageryErefromitsbedtheduskytenchleaptatthedragon-fly。 ButlittlecarehadheforanythingThoughupanddownthebeechthesquirrelplayed，Andfromthecopsethelinnet\'gantosingToitsbrownmateitssweetestserenade； Ah!littlecareindeed，forhehadseenThebreastsofPallasandthenakedwonderoftheQueen。 ButwhentheherdsmancalledhisstragglinggoatsWithwhistlingpipeacrosstherockyroad，Andtheshard-beetlewithitstrumpet-notesBoomedthroughthedarkeningwoods，andseemedtobodeOfcomingstorm，andthebelatedcranePassedhomewardlikeashadow，andthedullbigdropsofrainFellonthepatteringfig-leaves，upherose，AndfromthegloomyforestwenthiswayPastsombrehomesteadandwetorchard-close，Andcameatlastuntoalittlequay，Andcalledhismatesaboard，andtookhisseatOnthehighpoop，andpushedfromland，andloosedthedrippingsheet，Andsteeredacrossthebay，andwhenninesunsPasseddownthelongandladderedwayofgold，AndninepalemoonshadbreathedtheirorisonsTothechastestarstheirconfessors，ortoldTheirdearestsecrettothedownymothThatwillnotflyatnoonday，throughthefoamandsurgingfrothCameagreatowlwithyellowsulphurouseyesAndlitupontheship，whosetimberscreakedAsthoughtheladingofthreeargosiesWereinthehold，andflappeditswingsandshrieked，Anddarknessstraightwaystoleacrossthedeep，SheathedwasOrion\'ssword，dreadMarshimselffleddownthesteep，AndthemoonhidbehindatawnymaskOfdriftingcloud，andfromtheocean\'smargeRosetheredplume，thehugeandhornedcasque，Theseven-cubitspear，thebrazentarge! AndcladinbrightandburnishedpanoplyAthenastrodeacrossthestretchofsickandshiveringsea! Tothedullsailors\'sightherloosenedlooksSeemedlikethejaggedstorm-rack，andherfeetOnlythespumethatfloatsonhiddenrocks，And，markinghowtherisingwatersbeatAgainsttherollingship，thepilotcriedTotheyounghelmsmanatthesterntolufftowindwardsideButhe，theoverboldadulterer，Adearprofanerofgreatmysteries，Anardentamorousidolater，WhenhebeheldthosegrandrelentlesseyesLaughedloudforjoy，andcryingout\'Icome\' Leaptfromtheloftypoopintothechillandchurningfoam。 Thenfellfromthehighheavenonebrightstar，Onedancerleftthecirclinggalaxy，AndbacktoAthensonherclatteringcarInalltheprideofvengeddivinityPalePallassweptwithshrillandsteelyclank，Andafewgurglingbubblesrosewhereherboyloversank。 AndthemastshudderedasthegauntowlflewWithmockinghootsafterthewrathfulQueen，AndtheoldpilotbadethetremblingcrewHoistthebigsail，andtoldhowhehadseenClosetothesternadimandgiantform，Andlikeadippingswallowthestoutshipdashedthroughthestorm。 AndnomandaredtospeakofCharmidesDeemingthathesomeevilthinghadwrought，AndwhentheyreachedthestraitSymplegadesTheybeachedtheirgalleyontheshore，andsoughtThetoll-gateofthecityhastily，Andinthemarketshowedtheirbrownandpicturedpottery。 II。 ButsomegoodTriton-godhadruth，andbareTheboy\'sdrownedbodybacktoGrecianland，AndmermaidscombedhisdankanddrippinghairAndsmoothedhisbrow，andloosedhisclenchinghand； SomebroughtsweetspicesfromfarAraby，Andothersbadethehalcyonsinghersoftestlullaby。 AndwhenhenearedhisoldAthenianhome，AmightybillowroseupsuddenlyUponwhoseoilybacktheclottedfoamLaydiaperedinsomestrangefantasy，AndclaspinghimuntoitsglassybreastSweptlandward，likeawhite-manedsteeduponaventurousquest! NowwhereColonosleansuntotheseaThereliesalongandlevelstretchoflawn； Therabbitknowsit，andthemountainbeeForitdesertsHymettus，andtheFaunIsnotafraid，forneverthroughthedayComesacryruderthantheshoutofshepherdladsatplay。 ButoftenfromthethornylabyrinthAndtangledbranchesofthecirclingwoodThestealthyhunterseesyoungHyacinthHurlingthepolisheddisk，anddrawshishoodOverhisguiltygaze，andcreepsaway，Nordarestowindhishorn，or-elseatthefirstbreakofdayTheDryadscomeandthrowtheleathernballAlongthereedyshore，andcircumventSomegoat-earedPantobetheirseneschalForfearofboldPoseidon\'sravishment，Andloosetheirgirdles，withshytimorouseyes，Lestfromthesurfhisazurearmsandpurplebeardshouldrise。 Onthissideandonthatarockycave，Hungwiththeyellow-belledlaburnum，standsSmoothisthebeach，savewheresomeebbingwaveLeavesitsfaintoutlineetcheduponthesands，AsthoughitfearedtobetoosoonforgotBythegreenrush，itsplayfellow，-andyet，itisaspotSosmall，thattheinconstantbutterflyCouldstealthehoardedmoneyfromeachflowerEreitwasnoon，andstillnotsatisfyItsover-greedylove，-withinanhourAsailorboy，werehebutrudeenowTolandandpluckagarlandforhisgalley\'spaintedprow，Wouldalmostleavethelittlemeadowbare，Foritknowsnothingofgreatpageantry，OnlyafewnarcissihereandthereStandseparateinsweetausterity，Dottingtheunmowngrasswithsilverstars，Andhereandthereadaffodilwavestinyscimitars。 Hitherthebillowbroughthim，andwasgladOfsuchdearservitude，andwherethelandWasvirginofallwaterslaidtheladUponthegoldenmargentofthestrand，AndlikealingeringloveroftreturnedTokissthosepallidlimbswhichoncewithintensefireburned，Erethewetseashadquenchedthatholocaust，Thatself-fedflame，thatpassionatelustihead，EregrislydeathwithchillandnippingfrostHadwitheredupthoselilieswhiteandredWhich，whiletheboywouldthroughtheforestrange，Answeredeachotherinasweetantiphonalcounter-change。 Andwhenatdawnthewood-nymphs，hand-in-hand，Threadedtheboskydell，theirsatyrspiedTheboy\'spalebodystretcheduponthesand，AndfearedPoseidon\'streachery，andcried，AndlikebrightsunbeamsflittingthroughagladeEachstartledDryadsoughtsomesafeandleafyambuscade。 Saveonewhitegirl，whodeemeditwouldnotbeSodreadathingtofeelasea-god\'sarmsCrushingherbreastsinamoroustyranny，AndlongedtolistentothosesubtlecharmsInsidiousloversweavewhentheywouldwinSomefencedfortress，andstolebackagain，northoughtitsinToyieldhertreasureuntoonesofair，Andlaybesidehim，thirstywithlove\'sdrouth，Calledhimsoftnames，playedwithhistangledhair，AndwithhotlipsmadehavocofhismouthAfraidhemightnotwake，andthenafraidLesthemightwaketoosoon，fledback，andthen，fondrenegade，Returnedtofreshassault，andalldaylongSatathisside，andlaughedathernewtoy，Andheldhishand，andsanghersweetestsong，ThenfrownedtoseehowfrowardwastheboyWhowouldnotwithhermaidenhoodentwine，NorknewthatthreedayssincehiseyeshadlookedonProserpine； Norknewwhatsacrilegehislipshaddone，Butsaid，\'Hewillawake，Iknowhimwell，HewillawakeateveningwhenthesunHangshisredshieldonCorinth\'scitadel； ThissleepisbutacrueltreacheryTomakemelovehimmore，andinsomecavernoftheseaDeeperthaneverfallsthefisher\'slineAlreadyahugeTritonblowshishorn，AndweavesagarlandfromthecrystallineAnddriftingocean-tendrilstoadornTheemeraldpillarsofourbridalbed，Forspheredinfoamingsilver，andwithcoralcrownedhead，Wetwowillsituponathroneofpearl，Andabluewavewillbeourcanopy，Andatourfeetthewater-snakeswillcurlInalltheiramethystinepanoplyOfdiamondedmail，andwewillmarkThemulletsswimmingbythemastofsomestorm-founderedbark，Vermilion-finnedwitheyesofbossygoldLikeflakesofcrimsonlight，andthegreatdeepHisglassy-portaledchamberwillunfold，AndwewillseethepainteddolphinssleepCradledbymurmuringhalcyonsontherocksWhereProteusinquaintsuitofgreenpastureshismonstrousflocks。 Andtremulousopal-huedanemonesWillwavetheirpurplefringeswherewetreadUponthemirroredfloor，andargosiesOffishesfleckedwithtawnyscaleswillthreadThedriftingcordageoftheshatteredwreck，Andhoney-colouredamberbeadsourtwininglimbswilldeck。\' ButwhenthatbaffledLordofWartheSunWithgaudypennonflyingpassedawayIntohisbrazenHouse，andonebyoneThelittleyellowstarsbegantostrayAcrossthefieldofheaven，ah!thenindeedShefearedhislipsuponherlipswouldnevercaretofeed，Andcried，\'Awake，alreadythepalemoonWashesthetreeswithsilver，andthewaveCreepsgreyandchillyupthissandydune，Thecroakingfrogsareout，andfromthecaveThenightjarshrieks，theflutteringbatsrepass，Andthebrownstoatwithhollowflankscreepsthroughtheduskygrass。 Nay，thoughthouartagod，benotsocoy，ForinyonstreamthereisalittlereedThatoftenwhispershowalovelyboyLaywithheronceuponagrassymead，WhowhenhiscruelpleasurehehaddoneSpreadwingsofrustlinggoldandsoaredaloftintothesun。 Benotsocoy，thelaureltremblesstillWithgreatApollo\'skisses，andthefirWhoseclusteringsistersfringetheseawardhillHathmanyataleofthatboldravisherWhommencallBoreas，andIhaveseenThemockingeyesofHermesthroughthepoplar\'ssilverysheen。 EventhejealousNaiadscallmefair，AndeverymornayoungandruddyswainWoosmewithapplesandwithlocksofhair，AndseekstosoothemyvirginaldisdainByallthegiftsthegentlewood-nymphslove； Butyesterdayhebroughttomeaniris-plumageddoveWithlittlecrimsonfeet，whichwithitsstoreOfsevenspottedeggsthecruelladHadstolenfromtheloftysycamoreAtdaybreak，whenheramorouscomradehadFlownoffinsearchofberriedjuniperWhichmosttheylove；thefretfulwasp，thatearliestvintagerOfthebluegrapes，hathnotpersistencySoconstantasthissimpleshepherd-boyFormypoorlips，hisjoyouspurityAndlaughingsunnyeyesmightwelldecoyADryadfromheroathtoArtemis； Forverybeautifulishe，hismouthwasmadetokiss； Hisargentforehead，likearisingmoonOvertheduskyhillsofmeetingbrows，Iscrescentshaped，thehotandTyriannoonLeadsfromthemyrtle-grovenogoodlierspouseForCytheraea，thefirstsilkydownFringeshisblushingcheeks，andhisyounglimbsarestrongandbrown； Andheisrich，andfatandfleecyherdsOfbleatingsheepuponhismeadowslie，AndmanyanearthenbowlofyellowcurdsIsinhishomesteadforthethievishflyToswimanddrownin，thepinkclovermeadKeepsitssweetstoreforhim，andhecanpipeonoatenreed。 AndyetIlovehimnot；itwasfortheeIkeptmylove；Iknewthatthouwould\'stcomeToridmeofthispallidchastity，ThoufairestfloweroftheflowerlessfoamOfallthewideAEgean，brighteststarOfocean\'sazureheavenswherethemirroredplanetsare! Iknewthatthouwould\'stcome，forwhenatfirstThedrywoodburgeoned，andthesapofspringSwelledinmygreenandtenderbarkorburstTomyriadmultitudinousblossomingWhichmockedthemidnightwithitsmimicmoonsThatdidnotdreadthedawn，andfirstthethrushes\'rapturoustunesStartledthesquirrelfromitsgranary，Andcuckooflowersfringedthenarrowlane，ThroughmyyoungleavesasensuousecstasyCreptlikenewwine，andeverymossyveinThrobbedwiththefitfulpulseofamorousblood，Andthewildwindsofpassionshookmyslimstem\'smaidenhood。 ThetroopingfawnsateveningcameandlaidTheircoolblacknosesonmylowestboughs，AndonmytopmostbranchtheblackbirdmadeAlittlenestofgrassesforhisspouse，AndnowandthenatwitteringwrenwouldlightOnathintwigwhichhardlybaretheweightofsuchdelight。 IwastheAtticshepherd\'strystingplace，BeneathmyshadowAmaryllislay，AndroundmytrunkwouldlaughingDaphnischaseThetimorousgirl，tilltiredoutwithplayShefelthishotbreathstirhertangledhair，Andturned，andlooked，andflednomorefromsuchdelightfulsnare。 ThencomeawayuntomyambuscadeWhereclusteringwoodbineweavesacanopyForamorouspleasaunce，andtherustlingshadeOfPaphianmyrtlesseemstosanctifyThedearestritesoflove；thereinthecoolAndgreenrecessesofitsfarthestdepththereispool，Theouzel\'shaunt，thewildbee\'spasturage，ForrounditsrimgreatcreamyliliesfloatThroughtheirflatleavesinverdantanchorage，Eachcupawhite-sailedgolden-ladenboatSteeredbyadragon-fly，-benotafraidToleavethiswanandwave-kissedshore，surelytheplacewasmadeForloverssuchaswe；theCyprianQueen，Onearmaroundherboyishparamour，Straysoftenthereateve，andIhaveseenThemoonstripoffhermistyvestitureForyoungEndymion\'seyes；benotafraid，ThepantherfeetofDiannevertreadthatsecretglade。 Nayifthouwill\'st，backtothebeatingbrine，Backtotheboisterousbillowletusgo，AndwalkalldaybeneaththehyalineHugevaultofNeptune\'swateryportico，AndwatchthepurplemonstersofthedeepSportinungainlyplay，andfromhislairkeenXiphiasleap。 ForifmymistressfindmelyinghereShewillnotruthorgentlepityshow，Butlayherboar-speardown，andwithaustereRelentlessfingersstringthecornelbow，Anddrawthefeatherednotchagainstherbreast，Andloosethearchedcord；aye，evennowuponthequestIhearherhurryingfeet，-awake，awake，Thoulaggardinlove\'sbattle!onceatleastLetmedrinkdeepofpassion\'swine，andslakeMyparchedbeingwiththenectarousfeastWhichevengodsaffect!Ocome，Love，come，Stillwehavetimetoreachthecavernofthineazurehome。\' ScarcehadshespokenwhentheshudderingtreesShook，andtheleavesdivided，andtheairGrewconsciousofagod，andthegreyseasCrawledbackward，andalonganddismalblareBlewfromsometasselledhorn，asleuth-houndbayed，Andlikeaflameabarbedreedflewwhizzingdowntheglade。 AndwherethelittleflowersofherbreastJustbrakeintotheirmilkyblossoming，Thismurderousparamour，thisunbiddenguest，Piercedandstruckdeepinhorridchambering，Andploughedabloodyfurrowwithitsdart，Anddugalongredroad，andcleftwithwingeddeathherheart。 SobbingherlifeoutwithabittercryOntheboy\'sbodyfelltheDryadmaid，Sobbingforincompletevirginity，Andrapturesunenjoyed，andpleasuresdead，Andallthepainofthingsunsatisfied，Andthebrightdropsofcrimsonyouthcreptdownherthrobbingside。 Ah!pitifulitwastohearhermoan，AndverypitifultoseeherdieEreshehadyieldeduphersweets，orknownThejoyofpassion，thatdreadmysteryWhichnottoknowisnottoliveatall，Andyettoknowistobeheldindeath\'smostdeadlythrall。 ButasithapttheQueenofCythere，WhowithAdonisallnightlonghadlainWithinsomeshepherd\'shutinArcady，OnteamofsilverdovesandgildedwainWasjourneyingPaphos-ward，highupafarFrommortalkenbetweenthemountainsandthemorningstar，Andwhenlowdownshespiedthehaplesspair，AndheardtheOread\'sfaintdespairingcry，WhosecadenceseemedtoplayupontheairAsthoughitwereaviol，hastilyShebadeherpigeonsfoldeachstrainingplume，Anddropttoearth，andreachedthestrand，andsawtheirdolorousdoom。 ForasagardenerturningbackhisheadTocatchthelastnotesofthelinnet，mowsWithcarelessscythetoonearsomeflowerbed，Andcutsthethornypillaroftherose，Andwiththeflower\'sloosenedlonelinessStrewsthebrownmould；orassomeshepherdladinwantonnessDrivinghislittleflockalongthemeadTreadsdowntwodaffodils，whichsidebyaideHaveluredthelady-birdwithyellowbredeAndmadethegaudymothforgetitspride，TreadsdowntheirbrimminggoldenchalicesUnderlightfeetwhichwerenotmadeforsuchruderavages； OrasaschoolboytiredofhisbookFlingshimselfdownuponthereedygrassAndpluckstwowater-liliesfromthebrook，Andforatimeforgetsthehourglass，Thenweariesoftheirsweets，andgoeshisway，Andletsthehotsunkillthem，evengotheseloverslay。 AndVenuscried，\'ItisdreadArtemisWhosebitterhandhathwroughtthiscruelty，OrelsethatmightiermaidwhosecareitisToguardherstrongandstainlessmajestyUponthehillAthenian，-alas! ThattheywholovedsowellunlovedintoDeath\'shouseshouldpass。\' SowithsofthandsshelaidtheboyandgirlInthegreatgoldenwaggontenderly(HerwhitethroatwhiterthanamoonypearlJustthreadedwithabluevein\'stapestryHadnotyetceasedtothrob，andstillherbreastSwayedlikeawind-stirredlilyinambiguousunrest) Andtheneachpigeonspreaditsmilkyvan，Thebrightcarsoaredintothedawningsky，AndlikeacloudtheaerialcaravanPassedovertheAEgeansilently，TillthefaintairwastroubledwiththesongFromthewanmouthsthatcallonbleedingThammuzallnightlong。 ButwhenthedoveshadreachedtheirwontedgoalWherethewidestairoforbedmarbledipsItssnowsintothesea，herflutteringsoulJustshookthetremblingpetalsofherlipsAndpassedintothevoid，andVenusknewThatonefairmaidthelesswouldwalkamidherretinue，AndbadeherservantscarveacedarchestWithallthewonderofthishistory，WithinwhosescentedwombtheirlimbsshouldrestWhereolive-treesmaketendertheblueskyOnthelowhillsofPaphos，andtheFaunPipesinthenoonday，andthenightingalesingsontilldawn。 Norfailedtheytoobeyherhest，andereThemorningbeehadstungthedaffodilWithtinyfretfulspear，orfromitslairThewakingstaghadleaptacrosstherillAndrousedtheouzel，orthelizardcreptAthwartthesunnyrock，beneaththegrasstheirbodiesslept。 Andwhendaybrake，withinthatsilvershrineFedbytheflamesofcressetstremulous，QueenVenuskneltandprayedtoProserpineThatshewhosebeautymadeDeathamorousShouldbegaguerdonfromherpallidLord，AndletDesirepassacrossdreadCharon\'sicyford。 III InmelancholymoonlessAcheron，FarmforthegoodlyearthandjoyousdayWherenospringeverbuds，norripeningsunWeighsdowntheappletrees，norfloweryMayChequerswithchestnutbloomsthegrassyfloor，Wherethrushesneversing，andpipinglinnetsmatenomore，TherebyadimanddarkLethaeanwellYoungCharmideswaslying；wearilyHepluckedtheblossomsfromtheasphodel，AndwithitslittlerifledtreasuryStrewedthedullwatersoftheduskystream，Andwatchedthewhitestarsfounder，andthelandwaslikeadream，WhenashegazedintothewateryglassAndthroughhisbrownhair\'scurlytanglesscannedHisownwanface，ashadowseemedtopassAcrossthemirror，andalittlehandStoleintohis，andwarmlipstimidlyBrushedhispalecheeks，andbreathedtheirsecretforthintoasigh。 Thenturnedheroundhiswearyeyesandsaw，Andevernigherstilltheirfacescame，AndnighereverdidtheiryoungmouthsdrawUntiltheyseemedoneperfectroseofflame，Andlongingarmsaroundherneckhecast，Andfeltherthrobbingbosom，andhisbreathcamehotandfast，Andallhishoardedsweetswereherstokiss，Andallhermaidenhoodwashistoslay，AndlimbtolimbinlongandrapturousblissTheirpassionwaxedandwaned，-OwhyessayTopipeagainoflove，tooventurousreed! Enough，enoughthatEroslaugheduponthatflowerlessmead。 Tooventurouspoesy，OwhyessayTopipeagainofpassion!foldthywingsO\'erdaringIcarusandbidthylaySleephiddeninthelyre\'ssilentstringsTillthouhastfoundtheoldCastalianrill，OrfromtheLesbianwaterspluckeddrownedSappho\'sgoldenquid! Enough，enoughthathewhoselifehadbeenAfierypulseofsin，asplendidshame，CouldinthelovelesslandofHadesgleanOnescorchingharvestfromthosefieldsofflameWherepassionwalkswithnakedunshodfeetAndisnotwounded，-ah!enoughthatoncetheirlipscouldmeetInthatwildthrobwhenallexistencesSeemednarrowedtoonesingleecstasyWhichdiesthroughitsownsweetnessandthestressOftoomuchpleasure，erePersephoneHadbadethemserveherbytheebonthroneOfthepaleGodwhointhefieldsofEnnaloosedherzone。 Poem:LesSilhouettesTheseaisfleckedwithbarsofgrey，Thedulldeadwindisoutoftune，AndlikeawitheredleafthemoonIsblownacrossthestormybay。 EtchedclearuponthepallidsandLiestheblackboat:asailorboyClambersaboardincarelessjoyWithlaughingfaceandgleaminghand。 Andoverheadthecurlewscry，WherethroughtheduskyuplandgrassTheyoungbrown-throatedreaperspass，Likesilhouettesagainstthesky。 Poem:LaFuiteDeLaLuneTooutersensesthereispeace，AdreamypeaceoneitherhandDeepsilenceintheshadowyland，Deepsilencewheretheshadowscease。 SaveforacrythatechoesshrillFromsomelonebirddisconsolate； Acorncrakecallingtoitsmate； Theanswerfromthemistyhill。 AndsuddenlythemoonwithdrawsHersicklefromthelighteningskies，Andtohersombrecavernflies，Wrappedinaveilofyellowgauze。 Poem:TheGraveOfKeatsRidoftheworld\'sinjustice，andhispain，HerestsatlastbeneathGod\'sveilofblue: TakenfromlifewhenlifeandlovewerenewTheyoungestofthemartyrshereislain，FairasSebastian，andasearlyslain。 Nocypressshadeshisgrave，nofuneralyew，ButgentlevioletsweepingwiththedewWeaveonhisbonesanever-blossomingchain。 Oproudestheartthatbrokeformisery! OsweetestlipssincethoseofMitylene! Opoet-painterofourEnglishLand! Thynamewaswritinwater-itshallstand: Andtearslikeminewillkeepthymemorygreen，AsIsabelladidherBasil-tree。 ROME。 Poem:Theocritus-AVillanelleOsingerofPersephone! InthedimmeadowsdesolateDostthourememberSicily？ StillthroughtheivyflitsthebeeWhereAmaryllisliesinstate； OSingerofPersephone! SimaethacallsonHecateAndhearsthewilddogsatthegate； DostthourememberSicily？ StillbythelightandlaughingseaPoorPolyphemebemoanshisfate； OSingerofPersephone! AndstillinboyishrivalryYoungDaphnischallengeshismate； DostthourememberSicily？ SlimLaconkeepsagoatforthee，Fortheethejocundshepherdswait； OSingerofPersephone! DostthourememberSicily？ Poem:InTheGoldRoom-AHarmonyHerivoryhandsontheivorykeysStrayedinafitfulfantasy，LikethesilvergleamwhenthepoplartreesRustletheirpale-leaveslistlessly，OrthedriftingfoamofarestlessseaWhenthewavesshowtheirteethintheflyingbreeze。 HergoldhairfellonthewallofgoldLikethedelicategossamertanglesspunOntheburnisheddiskofthemarigold，OrthesunflowerturningtomeetthesunWhenthegloomofthedarkbluenightisdone，Andthespearofthelilyisaureoled。 AndhersweetredlipsontheselipsofmineBurnedliketherubyfiresetIntheswinginglampofacrimsonshrine，Orthebleedingwoundsofthepomegranate，OrtheheartofthelotusdrenchedandwetWiththespilt-outbloodoftherose-redwine。 Poem:BalladeDeMarguerite(Normande) IamwearyoflyingwithinthechaseWhentheknightsaremeetinginmarket-place。 Nay，gonotthoutothered-roofedtownLestthehoofsofthewar-horsetreadtheedown。 ButIwouldnotgowheretheSquiresride，IwouldonlywalkbymyLady\'sside。 Alack!andalack!thouartoverbold，AForester\'ssonmaynoteatoffgold。 WillshelovemethelessthatmyFatherisseenEachMartinmasdayinadoubletgreen？ Perchancesheissewingattapestrie，Spindleandloomarenotmeetforthee。 Ah，ifsheisworkingthearrasbrightImightravelthethreadsbythefire-light。 Perchancesheishuntingofthedeer，Howcouldyoufollowo\'erhillandmere？ Ah，ifsheisridingwiththecourt，Imightrunbesideherandwindthemorte。 PerchancesheiskneelinginSt。Denys，(OnhersoulmayourLadyhavegramercy!) Ah，ifsheisprayinginlonechapelle，Imightswingthecenserandringthebell。 Comein，myson，foryoulooksaepale，Thefathershallfilltheeastoupofale。 Butwhoaretheseknightsinbrightarray？ Isitapageanttherichfolksplay？ \'TistheKingofEnglandfromoversea，Whohascomeuntovisitourfaircountrie。 Butwhydoesthecurfewtollsaelow？ Andwhydothemournerswalka-row？ O\'tisHughofAmiensmysister\'ssonWhoislyingstark，forhisdayisdone。 Nay，nay，forIseewhiteliliesclear，Itisnostrongmanwholiesonthebier。 O\'tisoldDameJeannettethatkeptthehall，Iknewshewoulddieattheautumnfall。 DameJeannettehadnotthatgold-brownhair，OldJeannettewasnotamaidenfair。 O\'tisnoneofourkithandnoneofourkin，(HersoulmayourLadyassoilfromsin!) ButIheartheboy\'svoicechauntingsweet，\'Elleestmorte，laMarguerite。\' Comein，myson，andlieonthebed，Andletthedeadfolkburytheirdead。 Omother，youknowIlovedhertrue: Omother，hathonegraveroomfortwo？ Poem:TheDoleOfTheKing\'sDaughter(Breton) Sevenstarsinthestillwater，Andseveninthesky； SevensinsontheKing\'sdaughter，Deepinhersoultolie。 Redrosesareatherfeet，(Rosesareredinherred-goldhair) AndOwhereherbosomandgirdlemeetRedrosesarehiddenthere。 FairistheknightwholiethslainAmidtherushandreed，SeetheleanfishesthatarefainUpondeadmentofeed。 Sweetisthepagethatlieththere，(Clothofgoldisgoodlyprey，) Seetheblackravensintheair，Black，Oblackasthenightarethey。 Whatdotheytheresostarkanddead？ (Thereisblooduponherhand) Whyaretheliliesfleckedwithred？ (Thereisbloodontheriversand。) Therearetwothatridefromthesouthandeast，Andtwofromthenorthandwest，Fortheblackravenagoodlyfeast，FortheKing\'sdaughterrest。 Thereisonemanwholoveshertrue，(Red，Ored，isthestainofgore!) Hehathduggenagravebythedarksomeyew，(Onegravewilldoforfour。) Nomooninthestillheaven，Intheblackwaternone，Thesinsonhersoulareseven，Thesinuponhisisone。 Poem:AmorIntellectualisOfthavewetrodthevalesofCastalyAndheardsweetnotesofsylvanmusicblownFromantiquereedstocommonfolkunknown: AndoftenlaunchedourbarkuponthatseaWhichthenineMusesholdinempery，Andploughedfreefurrowsthroughthewaveandfoam，NorspreadreluctantsailformoresafehomeTillwehadfreightedwellourargosy。 Ofwhichdespoiledtreasurestheseremain，Sordello\'spassion，andthehoneyedlineOfyoungEndymion，lordlyTamburlaineDrivinghispamperedjades，andmorethanthese，Theseven-foldvisionoftheFlorentine，Andgrave-browedMilton\'ssolemnharmonies。 Poem:SantaDeccaTheGodsaredead:nolongerdowebringTogrey-eyedPallascrownsofolive-leaves! Demeter\'schildnomorehathtitheofsheaves，Andinthenoonthecarelessshepherdssing，ForPanisdead，andallthewantoningBysecretgladeanddevioushauntiso\'er: YoungHylasseeksthewater-springsnomore； GreatPanisdead，andMary\'ssonisKing。 Andyet-perchanceinthissea-trancedisle，Chewingthebitterfruitofmemory，SomeGodlieshiddenintheasphodel。 AhLove!ifsuchtherebe，thenitwerewellForustoflyhisanger:nay，butsee，Theleavesarestirring:letuswatchawhile。 CORFU。 Poem:AVisionTwocrownedKings，andOnethatstoodaloneWithnogreenweightoflaurelsroundhishead，Butwithsadeyesasoneuncomforted，Andweariedwithman\'snever-ceasingmoanForsinsnobleatingvictimcanatone，Andsweetlonglipswithtearsandkissesfed。 Girtwasheinagarmentblackandred，AndathisfeetImarkedabrokenstoneWhichsentuplilies，dove-like，tohisknees。 Nowattheirsight，myheartbeinglitwithflame，IcriedtoBeatrice，\'Whoarethese？\' Andshemadeanswer，knowingwelleachname，\'AEschylosfirst，thesecondSophokles，Andlast(widestreamoftears!)Euripides。\' Poem:ImpressionDeVoyageTheseawassapphirecoloured，andtheskyBurnedlikeaheatedopalthroughtheair； Wehoistedsail；thewindwasblowingfairForthebluelandsthattotheeastwardlie。 FromthesteepprowImarkedwithquickeningeyeZakynthos，everyolivegroveandcreek，Ithaca\'scliff，Lycaon\'ssnowypeak，Andalltheflower-strewnhillsofArcady。 Theflappingofthesailagainstthemast，Therippleofthewaterontheside，Therippleofgirls\'laughteratthestern，Theonlysounds:-when\'gantheWesttoburn，Andaredsunupontheseastoride，IstooduponthesoilofGreeceatlast! KATAKOLO。 Poem:TheGraveOfShelleyLikeburnt-outtorchesbyasickman\'sbedGauntcypress-treesstandroundthesun-bleachedstone； Heredoththelittlenight-owlmakeherthrone，Andtheslightlizardshowhisjewelledhead。 And，wherethechalicedpoppiesflametored，InthestillchamberofyonpyramidSurelysomeOld-WorldSphinxlurksdarklyhid，Grimwarderofthispleasaunceofthedead。 Ah!sweetindeedtorestwithinthewombOfEarth，greatmotherofeternalsleep，ButsweeterfarfortheearestlesstombInthebluecavernofanechoingdeep，OrwherethetallshipsfounderinthegloomAgainsttherocksofsomewave-shatteredsteep。 ROME。 Poem:ByTheArnoTheoleanderonthewallGrowscrimsoninthedawninglight，ThoughthegreyshadowsofthenightLieyetonFlorencelikeapall。 Thedewisbrightuponthehill，Andbrighttheblossomsoverhead，Butah!thegrasshoppershavefled，ThelittleAtticsongisstill。 OnlytheleavesaregentlystirredBythesoftbreathingofthegale，Andinthealmond-scentedvaleThelonelynightingaleisheard。 Thedaywillmaketheesilentsoon，Onightingalesingonforlove! WhileyetupontheshadowygroveSplinterthearrowsofthemoon。 BeforeacrossthesilentlawnInsea-greenvestthemorningsteals，Andtolove\'sfrightenedeyesrevealsThelongwhitefingersofthedawnFastclimbinguptheeasternskyTograspandslaytheshudderingnight，Allcarelessofmyheart\'sdelight，Orifthenightingaleshoulddie。 Poem:FabienDeiFranchi(TomyFriendHenryIrving) Thesilentroom，theheavycreepingshade，Thedeadthattravelfast，theopeningdoor，Themurderedbrotherrisingthroughthefloor，Theghost\'swhitefingersonthyshoulderslaid，Andthenthelonelyduelintheglade，Thebrokenswords，thestifledscream，thegore，Thygrandrevengefuleyeswhenalliso\'er，- Thesethingsarewellenough，-butthouwertmadeFormoreaugustcreation!frenziedLearShouldatthybiddingwanderontheheathWiththeshrillfooltomockhim，RomeoFortheeshouldlurehislove，anddesperatefearPluckRichard\'srecreantdaggerfromitssheath- ThoutrumpetsetforShakespeare\'slipstoblow! Poem:Phedre(ToSarahBernhardt) HowvainanddullthiscommonworldmustseemTosuchaOneasthou，whoshould\'sthavetalkedAtFlorencewithMirandola，orwalkedThroughthecoololivesoftheAcademe: Thoushould\'sthavegatheredreedsfromagreenstreamForGoat-footPan\'sshrillpiping，andhaveplayedWiththewhitegirlsinthatPhaeaciangladeWheregraveOdysseuswakenedfromhisdream。 Ah!surelyoncesomeurnofAtticclayHeldthywandust，andthouhastcomeagainBacktothiscommonworldsodullandvain，Forthouwertwearyofthesunlessday，Theheavyfieldsofscentlessasphodel，ThelovelesslipswithwhichmenkissinHell。 Poem:Portia(ToEllenTerry) ImarvelnotBassaniowassoboldToperilallhehaduponthelead，OrthatproudAragonbentlowhisheadOrthatMorocco\'sfieryheartgrewcold: ForinthatgorgeousdressofbeatengoldWhichismoregoldenthanthegoldensunNowomanVeroneselookeduponWashalfsofairasthouwhomIbehold。 YetfairerwhenwithwisdomasyourshieldThesober-suitedlawyer\'sgownyoudonned，AndwouldnotletthelawsofVeniceyieldAntonio\'shearttothataccursedJew- OPortia!takemyheart:itisthydue: IthinkIwillnotquarrelwiththeBond。 Poem:QueenHenriettaMaria(ToEllenTerry) Inthelonetent，waitingforvictory，Shestandswitheyesmarredbythemistsofpain，Likesomewanlilyoverdrenchedwithrain: Theclamorousclangofarms，theensanguinedsky，War\'sruin，andthewreckofchivalryToherproudsoulnocommonfearcanbring: BravelyshetarriethforherLordtheKing，Hersoula-flamewithpassionateecstasy。 OHairofGold!OCrimsonLips!OFaceMadefortheluringandtheloveofman! WiththeeIdoforgetthetoilandstress，Thelovelessroadthatknowsnorestingplace，Time\'sstraitenedpulse，thesoul\'sdreadweariness，Myfreedom，andmyliferepublican! Poem:Camma(ToEllenTerry) AsonewhoporingonaGrecianurnScansthefairshapessomeAttichandhathmade，Godwithslimgoddess，goodlymanwithmaid，Andfortheirbeauty\'ssakeislothtoturnAndfacetheobviousday，mustInotyearnFormanyasecretmoonofindolentbliss，WheninmidmostshrineofArtemisIseetheestanding，antique-limbed，andstern？ Andyet-methinksI\'dratherseetheeplayThatserpentofoldNile，whosewitcheryMadeEmperorsdrunken，-come，greatEgypt，shakeOurstagewithallthymimicpageants!Nay，Iamgrownsickofunrealpassions，makeTheworldthineActium，methineAnthony! Poem:PantheaNay，letuswalkfromfireuntofire，Frompassionatepaintodeadlierdelight，- Iamtooyoungtolivewithoutdesire，TooyoungartthoutowastethissummernightAskingthoseidlequestionswhichofoldMansoughtofseerandoracle，andnoreplywastold。 For，sweet，tofeelisbetterthantoknow，Andwisdomisachildlessheritage，Onepulseofpassion-youth\'sfirstfieryglow，- Areworththehoardedproverbsofthesage: Vexnotthysoulwithdeadphilosophy，Havewenotlipstokisswith，heartstoloveandeyestosee! Dostthounothearthemurmuringnightingale，Likewaterbubblingfromasilverjar，Sosoftshesingstheenviousmoonispale，ThathighinheavensheishungsofarShecannothearthatlove-enrapturedtune，- Markhowshewreatheseachhornwithmist，yonlateandlabouringmoon。 Whitelilies，inwhosecupsthegoldbeesdream，ThefallensnowofpetalswherethebreezeScattersthechestnutblossom，orthegleamOfboyishlimbsinwater，-arenottheseEnoughforthee，dostthoudesiremore？ Alas!theGodswillgivenoughtelsefromtheireternalstore。 ForourhighGodshavesickandweariedgrownOfallourendlesssins，ourvainendeavourForwasteddaysofyouthtomakeatoneBypainorprayerorpriest，andnever，never，Hearkentheynowtoeithergoodorill，Butsendtheirrainuponthejustandtheunjustatwill。 Theysitatease，ourGodstheysitatease，Strewingwithleavesofrosetheirscentedwine，Theysleep，theysleep，beneaththerockingtreesWhereasphodelandyellowlotustwine，MourningtheoldgladdaysbeforetheyknewWhatevilthingstheheartofmancoulddream，anddreamingdo。 AndfarbeneaththebrazenfloortheyseeLikeswarmingfliesthecrowdoflittlemen，Thebustleofsmalllives，thenwearilyBacktotheirlotus-hauntstheyturnagainKissingeachothers\'mouths，andmixmoredeepThepoppy-seededdraughtwhichbringssoftpurple-liddedsleep。 Therealldaylongthegolden-vesturedsun，Theirtorch-bearer，standswithhistorchablaze，And，whenthegaudywebofnoonisspunByitstwelvemaidens，throughthecrimsonhazeFreshfromEndymion\'sarmscomesforththemoon，AndtheimmortalGodsintoilsofmortalpassionsswoon。 TherewalksQueenJunothroughsomedewymead，HergrandwhitefeetfleckedwiththesaffrondustOfwind-stirredlilies，whileyoungGanymedeLeapsinthehotandamber-foamingmust，Hiscurlsalltossed，aswhentheeaglebareThefrightenedboyfromIdathroughtheblueIonianair。 ThereinthegreenheartofsomegardencloseQueenVenuswiththeshepherdatherside，HerwarmsoftbodylikethebriarroseWhichwouldbewhiteyetblushesatitspride，Laughslowforlove，tilljealousSalmacisPeersthroughthemyrtle-leavesandsighsforpainoflonelybliss。 Thereneverdoesthatdrearynorth-windblowWhichleavesourEnglishforestsbleakandbare，Noreverfallstheswiftwhite-featheredsnow，Noreverdoththered-toothedlightningdareTowaketheminthesilver-frettednightWhenwelieweepingforsomesweetsadsin，somedeaddelight。 Alas!theyknowthefarLethaeanspring，Theviolet-hiddenwaterswelltheyknow，WhereonewhosefeetwithtiredwanderingArefaintandbrokenmaytakeheartandgo，AndfromthosedarkdepthscoolandcrystallineDrink，anddrawbalm，andsleepforsleeplesssouls，andanodyne。 Butweoppressournatures，GodorFateIsourenemy，westarveandfeedOnvainrepentance-Oweareborntoolate! WhatbalmforusinbruisedpoppyseedWhocrowdintoonefinitepulseoftimeThejoyofinfiniteloveandthefiercepainofinfinitecrime。 Oweareweariedofthissenseofguilt，Weariedofpleasure\'sparamourdespair，Weariedofeverytemplewehavebuilt，Weariedofeveryright，unansweredprayer，Formanisweak；Godsleeps:andheavenishigh: Onefiery-colouredmoment:onegreatlove；andlo!wedie。 Ah!butnoferry-manwithlabouringpoleNearshisblackshalloptotheflowerlessstrand，NolittlecoinofbronzecanbringthesoulOverDeath\'srivertothesunlessland，Victimandwineandvowareallinvain，Thetombissealed；thesoldierswatch；thedeadrisenotagain。 Weareresolvedintothesupremeair，Wearemadeonewithwhatwetouchandsee，Withourheart\'sbloodeachcrimsonsunisfair，Withouryoungliveseachspring-impassionedtreeFlamesintogreen，thewildestbeaststhatrangeThemoorourkinsmenare，alllifeisone，andallischange。 WithbeatofsystoleandofdiastoleOnegrandgreatlifethrobsthroughearth\'sgiantheart，AndmightywavesofsingleBeingrollFromnervelessgermtoman，forwearepartOfeveryrockandbirdandbeastandhill，Onewiththethingsthatpreyonus，andonewithwhatwekill。 FromlowercellsofwakinglifewepassTofullperfection；thustheworldgrowsold: WewhoaregodlikenowwereonceamassOfquiveringpurplefleckedwithbarsofgold，Unsentientorofjoyormisery，Andtossedinterribletanglesofsomewildandwind-sweptsea。 ThishothardflamewithwhichourbodiesburnWillmakesomemeadowblazewithdaffodil，Ay!andthoseargentbreastsofthinewillturnTowater-lilies；thebrownfieldsmentillWillbemorefruitfulforourloveto-night，Nothingislostinnature，allthingsliveinDeath\'sdespite。 Theboy\'sfirstkiss，thehyacinth\'sfirstbell，Theman\'slastpassion，andthelastredspearThatfromthelilyleaps，theasphodelWhichwillnotletitsblossomsblowforfearOftoomuchbeauty，andthetimidshameOftheyoungbridegroomathislover\'seyes，-thesewiththesameOnesacramentareconsecrate，theearthNotwealonehathpassionshymeneal，TheyellowbuttercupsthatshakeformirthAtdaybreakknowapleasurenotlessrealThanwedo，wheninsomefresh-blossomingwood，Wedrawthespringintoourhearts，andfeelthatlifeisgood。 SowhenmenburyusbeneaththeyewThycrimson-stainedmoutharosewillbe，Andthysofteyeslushbluebellsdimmedwithdew，AndwhenthewhitenarcissuswantonlyKissesthewinditsplaymatesomefaintjoyWillthrillourdust，andwewillbeagainfondmaidandboy。 Andthuswithoutlife\'sconscioustorturingpainInsomesweetflowerwewillfeelthesun，Andfromthelinnet\'sthroatwillsingagain，Andastwogorgeous-mailedsnakeswillrunOverourgraves，orastwotigerscreepThroughthehotjunglewheretheyellow-eyedhugelionssleepAndgivethembattle!HowmyheartleapsupTothinkofthatgrandlivingafterdeathInbeastandbirdandflower，whenthiscup，Beingfilledtoofullofspirit，burstsforbreath，AndwiththepaleleavesofsomeautumndayThesoulearth\'searliestconquerorbecomesearth\'slastgreatprey。 Othinkofit!WeshallinformourselvesIntoallsensuouslife，thegoat-footFaun，TheCentaur，orthemerrybright-eyedElvesThatleavetheirdancingringstospitethedawnUponthemeadows，shallnotbemorenearThanyouandItonature\'smysteries，forweshallhearThethrush\'sheartbeat，andthedaisiesgrow，AndthewansnowdropsighingforthesunOnsunlessdaysinwinter，weshallknowBywhomthesilvergossamerisspun，Whopaintsthediaperedfritillaries，Onwhatwidewingsfromshiveringpinetopinetheeagleflies。 Ay!hadweneverlovedatall，whoknowsIfyonderdaffodilhadluredthebeeIntoitsgildedwomb，oranyroseHadhungwithcrimsonlampsitslittletree! Methinksnoleafwouldeverbudinspring，Butforthelovers\'lipsthatkiss，thepoets\'lipsthatsing。 Isthelightvanishedfromourgoldensun，Oristhisdaedal-fashionedearthlessfair，Thatwearenature\'sheritors，andoneWitheverypulseoflifethatbeatstheair？ Rathernewsunsacrosstheskyshallpass，Newsplendourcomeuntotheflower，newglorytothegrass。 Andwetwoloversshallnotsitafar，Criticsofnature，butthejoyousseaShallbeourraiment，andthebeardedstarShootarrowsatourpleasure!WeshallbePartofthemightyuniversalwhole，AndthroughallaeonsmixandminglewiththeKosmicSoul!