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Am I not he that hath made thee and begotten thee	A
I God the spirit of man	B
Wherefore now these eighteen years hast thou forgotten me	A
From whom thy life began	B
Thy life blood and thy life breath and thy beauty	A
Thy might of hands and feet	C
Thy soul made strong for divinity of duty	A
And service which was sweet	C
Through the red sea brimmed with blood didst thou not follow me	A
As one that walks in trance	D
Was the storm strong to break or the sea to swallow thee	A
When thou wast free and France	D
I am Freedom God and man O France that plead with thee	A
How long now shall I plead	E
Was I not with thee in travail and in need with thee	A
Thy sore travail and need	E
Thou wast fairest and first of my virgin vested daughters	F
Fairest and foremost thou	G
And thy breast was white though thy hands were red with slaughters	F
Thy breast a harlot's now	G
O foolish virgin and fair among the fallen	H
A ruin where satyrs dance	D
A garden wasted for beasts to crawl and brawl in	I
What hast thou done with France	D
Where is she who bared her bosom but to thunder	J
Her brow to storm and flame	K
And before her face was the red sea cloven in sunder	J
And all its waves made tame	K
And the surf wherein the broad based rocks were shaking	L
She saw far off divide	M
At the blast of the breath of the battle blown and breaking	L
And weight of wind and tide	M
And the ravin and the ruin of throned nations	N
And every royal race	O
And the kingdoms and kings from the state of their high stations	N
That fell before her face	O
Yea great was the fall of them all that rose against her	J
From the earth's old historied heights	P
For my hands were fire and my wings as walls that fenced her	J
Mine eyes as pilot lights	P
Not as guerdons given of kings the gifts I brought her	J
Not strengths that pass away	Q
But my heart my breath of life O France O daughter	J
I gave thee in that day	Q
Yea the heart's blood of a very God I gave thee	A
Breathed in thy mouth his breath	R
Was my word as a man's having no more strength to save thee	A
From this worse thing than death	R
Didst thou dream of it only the day that I stood nigh thee	A
Was all its light a dream	S
When that iron surf roared backwards and went by thee	A
Unscathed of storm or stream	S
When thy sons rose up and thy young men stood together	J
One equal face of fight	T
And my flag swam high as the swimming sea foam's feather	J
Laughing a lamp of light	T
Ah the lordly laughter and light of it that lightened	U
Heaven high the heaven's whole length	V
Ah the hearts of heroes pierced the bright lips whitened	U
Of strong men in their strength	V
Ah the banner poles the stretch of straightening streamers	F
Straining their full reach out	U
Ah the men's hands making true the dreams of dreamers	F
The hopes brought forth in doubt	U
Ah the noise of horse the charge and thunder of drumming	L
And swaying and sweep of swords	W
Ah the light that led them through of the world's life coming	L
Clear of its lies and lords	W
By the lightning of the lips of guns whose flashes	X
Made plain the strayed world's way	Q
By the flame that left her dead old sins in ashes	Y
Swept out of sight of day	Q
By thy children whose bare feet were shod with thunder	J
Their bare hands mailed with fire	J
By the faith that went with them waking fear and wonder	J
Heart's love and high desire	J
By the tumult of the waves of nations waking	L
Blind in the loud wide night	U
By the wind that went on the world's waste waters making	L
Their marble darkness white	U
As the flash of the flakes of the foam flared lamplike leaping	L
From wave to gladdening wave	Z
Making wide the fast shut eyes of thraldom sleeping	L
The sleep of the unclean grave	Z
By the fire of equality terrible devouring	L
Divine that brought forth good	U
By the lands it purged and wasted and left flowering	L
With bloom of brotherhood	U
By the lips of fraternity that for love's sake uttered	U
Fierce words and fires of death	R
But the eyes were deep as love's and the fierce lips fluttered	U
With love's own living breath	R
By thy weaponed hands brows helmed and bare feet spurning	L
The bared head of a king	L
By the storm of sunrise round thee risen and burning	L
Why hast thou done this thing	L
Thou hast mixed thy limbs with the son of a harlot a stranger	J
Mouth to mouth limb to limb	A2
Thou bride of a God because of the bridesman Danger	J
To bring forth seed to him	A2
For thou thoughtest inly the terrible bridegroom wakes me	A
When I would sleep to go	B2
The fire of his mouth consumes and the red kiss shakes me	A
More bitter than a blow	B2
Rise up my beloved go forth to meet the stranger	J
Put forth thine arm he saith	R
Fear thou not at all though the bridesman should be Danger	J
The bridesmaid should be Death	R
I the bridegroom am I not with thee O bridal nation	H
O wedded France to strive	C2
To destroy the sins of the earth with divine devastation	H
Till none be left alive	C2
Lo her growths of sons foliage of men and frondage	D2
Broad boughs of the old world tree	A
With iron of shame and with pruning hooks of bondage	D2
They are shorn from sea to sea	A
Lo I set wings to thy feet that have been wingless	A
Till the utter race be run	H
Till the priestless temples cry to the thrones made kingless	A
Are we not also undone	H
Till the immeasurable Republic arise and lighten	H
Above these quick and dead	U
And her awful robes be changed and her red robes whiten	H
Her warring robes of red	U
But thou wouldst not saying I am weary and faint to follow	B2
Let me lie down and rest	U
And hast sought out shame to sleep with mire to wallow	B2
Yea a much fouler breast	U
And thine own hast made prostitute sold and shamed and bared it	U
Thy bosom which was mine	E2
And the bread of the word I gave thee hast soiled and shared it	U
Among these snakes and swine	E2
As a harlot thou wast handled and polluted	U
Thy faith held light as foam	F2
That thou sentest men thy sons thy sons imbruted	U
To slay thine elder Rome	F2
Therefore O harlot I gave thee to the accurst one	H
By night to be defiled	U
To thy second shame and a fouler than the first one	H
That got thee first with child	U
Yet I know thee turning back now to behold me	A
To bow thee and make thee bare	G2
Not for sin's sake but penitence by my feet to hold me	A
And wipe them with thine hair	G2
And sweet ointment of thy grief thou hast brought thy master	J
And set before thy lord	U
From a box of flawed and broken alabaster	J
Thy broken spirit poured	U
And love offerings tears and perfumes hast thou given me	A
To reach my feet and touch	H2
Therefore thy sins which are many are forgiven thee	A
Because thou hast loved much	H2

Algernon Charles Swinburne

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