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Am I waking Was I sleeping	A
Dearest are you watching yet	B
Traces on your cheeks of weeping	A
Glitter 'tis in vain you fret	B
Drifting ever drifting onward	C
In the glass the bright sand runs	D
Steadily and slowly downward	C
Hushed are all the Myrmidons	E
	-
Has Automedon been banish'd	F
From his post beside my bed	G
Where has Agamemnon vanished	F
Where is warlike Diomed	F
Where is Nestor where Ulysses	H
Menelaus where is he	I
Call them not more dear your kisses	J
Than their prosings are to me	I
	-
Daylight fades and night must follow	K
Low where sea and sky combine	L
Droops the orb of great Apollo	K
Hostile god to me and mine	L
Through the tent's wide entrance streaming	A
In a flood of glory rare	M
Glides the golden sunset gleaming	A
On your golden gleaming hair	M
	-
Chide him not the leech who tarries	J
Surest aid were all too late	F
Surer far the shaft of Paris	J
Winged by Phoebus and by fate	F
When he crouch'd behind the gable	N
Had I once his features scann'd	F
Phoebus' self had scarce been able	N
To have nerved his trembling hand	F
	-
Blue eyed maiden dear Athena	O
Goddess chaste and wise and brave	P
From the snares of Polyxena	O
Thou would'st fain thy favourite save	P
Tell me is it not far better	Q
That it should be as it is	J
Jove's behest we cannot fetter	Q
Fate's decrees are always his	J
	-
Many seek for peace and riches	J
Length of days and life of ease	J
I have sought for one thing which is	J
Fairer unto me than these	J
Often too I've heard the story	I
In my boyhood of the doom	R
Which the fates assigned me Glory	I
Coupled with an early tomb	R
	-
Swift assault and sudden sally	I
Underneath the Trojan wall	S
Charge and countercharge and rally	I
War cry loud and trumpet call	S
Doubtful strain of desp'rate battle	N
Cut and thrust and grapple fierce	J
Swords that ring on shields that rattle	N
Blades that gash and darts that pierce	J
	-
I have done with these for ever	Q
By the loud resounding sea	I
Where the reedy jav'lins quiver	Q
There is now no place for me	I
Day by day our ranks diminish	T
We are falling day by day	F
But our sons the strife will finish	T
Where man tarries man must slay	F
	-
Life 'tis said to all men sweet is	J
Death to all must bitter be	I
Wherefore thus oh mother Thetis	J
None can baffle Jove's decree	I
I am ready I am willing	A
To resign my stormy life	U
Weary of this long blood spilling	A
Sated with this ceaseless strife	U
	-
Shorter doom I've pictured dimly	I
On a bed of crimson sand	F
Fighting hard and dying grimly	I
Silent lips and striking hand	F
But the toughest lives are brittle	N
And the bravest and the best	F
Lightly fall it matters little	N
Now I only long for rest	F
	-
I have seen enough of slaughter	Q
Seen Scamander's torrent red	F
Seen hot blood poured out like water	Q
Seen the champaign heaped with dead	F
Men will call me unrelenting	A
Pitiless vindictive stern	O
Few will raise a voice dissenting	A
Few will better things discern	O
	-
Speak the fires of life are reeling	A
Like the wildfires on the marsh	V
Was I to a friend unfeeling	A
Was I to a mistress harsh	V
Was there nought save bloodshed throbbing	A
In this heart and on this brow	W
Whisper girl in silence sobbing	A
Dead Patroclus answer thou	W
	-
Dry those violet orbs that glisten	O
Darling I have had my day	F
Place your hand in mine and listen	O
Ere the strong soul cleaves its way	F
Through the death mist hovering o'er me	I
As the stout ship cleaves the wave	P
To my fathers gone before me	I
To the gods who love the brave	P
	-
Courage we must part for certain	O
Shades that sink and shades that rise	J
Blending in a shroud like curtain	O
Gather o'er these weary eyes	J
O'er the fields we used to roam in	O
Brighter days and lighter cheer	X
Gathers thus the quiet gloaming	A
Now I ween the end is near	X
	-
For the hand that clasps your fingers	J
Closing in the death grip tight	F
Scarcely feels the warmth that lingers	J
Scarcely heeds the pressure light	F
While the failing pulse that alters	J
Changing 'neath a death chill damp	Y
Flickers flutters flags and falters	J
Feebly like a waning lamp	Y
	-
Think'st thou love 'twill chafe my ghost in	O
Hades' realm where heroes shine	O
Should I hear the shepherd boasting	A
To his Argive concubine	O
Let him boast the girlish victor	Q
Let him brag not thus I trow	K
Were the laurels torn from Hector	Q
Not so very long ago	K
	-
Does my voice sound thick and husky	I
Is my hand no longer warm	Z
Round that neck where pearls look dusky	I
Let me once more wind my arm	A2
Rest my head upon that shoulder	Q
Where it rested oft of yore	B2
Warm and white yet seeming colder	Q
Now than e'er it seem'd before	B2
	-
'Twas the fraud of Priam's daughter	Q
Not the force of Priam's son	O
Slew me ask not why I sought her	Q
'Twas my doom her work is done	O
Fairer far than she and dearer	Q
By a thousandfold thou art	F
Come my own one nestle nearer	Q
Cheating death of half his smart	F
	-
Slowly while your amber tresses	J
Shower down their golden rain	O
Let me drink those last caresses	J
Never to be felt again	O
Yet th' Elysian halls are spacious	J
Somewhere near me I may keep	C2
Room who knows The gods are gracious	J
Lay me lower let me sleep	C2
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Lower yet my senses wander	Q
And my spirit seems to roll	D2
With the tide of swift Scamander	Q
Rushing to a viewless goal	D2
In my ears like distant washing	I
Of the surf upon the shore	Q
Drones a murmur faintly splashing	I
'Tis the splash of Charon's oar	Q
	-
Lower yet my own Briseis	J
Denser shadows veil the light	F
Hush what is to be to be is	J
Close my eyes and say good night	F
Lightly lay your red lips kissing	I
On this cold mouth while your thumbs	J
Lie on these cold eyelids pressing	I
Pallas thus thy soldier comes	J

Adam Lindsay Gordon

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