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Scarcely a breath about the rocky stair	A
Moved but the growing tide from verge to verge	B
Heaving salt fragrance on the midnight air	A
Climbed with a murmurous and fitful surge	B
A hoary mist rose up and slowly sheathed	C
The dripping walls and portal granite stepped	D
And sank into the inner court and crept	D
From column unto column thickly wreathed	D
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In that dead hour of darkness before dawn	E
When hearts beat fainter and the hands of death	F
Are strengthened with lips white and drawn	E
And feverish lids and scarcely moving breath	F
The hapless mother tender Chione	E
Beside the earth cold figure of her child	D
After long bursts of weeping sharp and wild	D
Lay broken silent in her agony	E
At first in waking horror racked and bound	D
She lay and then a gradual stupor grew	G
About her soul and wrapped her round and round	D
Like death and then she sprang to life anew	G
Out of a darkness clammy as the tomb	H
And touched by memory or some spirit hand	D
She seemed to keep a pathway down a land	D
Of monstrous shadow and Cimmerian gloom	H
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A waste of cloudy and perpetual night	D
And yet there seemed a teeming presence there	A
Of life that gathered onward in thick flight	D
Unseen but multitudinous Aware	A
Of something also on her path she was	I
That drew her heart forth with a tender cry	J
She hurried with drooped ear and eager eye	J
And called on the foul shapes to let her pass	K
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For down the sloping darkness far ahead	D
She saw a little figure slight and small	L
With yearning arms and shadowy curls outspread	D
Running at frightened speed and it would fall	L
And rise sobbing and through the ghostly sleet	D
The cry came 'Mother Mother ' and she wist	D
The tender eyes were blinded by the mist	D
And the rough stones were bruising the small feet	D
And when she lifted a keen cry and clave	M
Forthright the gathering horror of the place	N
Mad with her love and pity a dark wave	M
Of clapping shadows swept about her face	N
And beat her back and when she gained her breath	F
Athwart an awful vale a grizzled steam	O
Was rising from a mute and murky stream	O
As cold and cavernous as the eye of death	F
	-
And near the ripple stood the little shade	D
And many hovering ghosts drew near him some	P
That seemed to peer out of the mist and fade	D
With eyes of soft and shadowing pity dumb	P
But others closed him round with eager sighs	Q
And sweet insistence striving to caress	R
And comfort him but grieving none the less	R
He reached her heartstrings with his tender cries	Q
	-
And silently across the horrid flow	S
The shapeless bark and pallid chalklike arms	T
Of him that oared it dumbly to and fro	S
Went gliding and the struggling ghosts in swarms	U
Leaped in and passed but myriads more behind	D
Crowded the dismal beaches One might hear	V
A tumult of entreaty thin and clear	W
Rise like the whistle of a winter wind	D
	-
And still the little figure stood beside	D
The hideous stream and toward the whispering prow	X
Held forth his tender tremulous hands and cried	D
Now to the awful ferryman and now	X
To her that battled with the shades in vain	E
Sometimes impending over all her sight	D
The spongy dark and the phantasmal flight	D
Of things half shapen passed and hid the plain	E
	-
And sometimes in a gust a sort of wind	D
Drove by and where its power was hurled	D
She saw across the twilight jarred and thinned	D
Those gloomy meadows of the under world	D
Where never sunlight was nor grass nor trees	Y
And the dim pathways from the Stygian shore	Z
Sombre and swart and barren wandered o'er	A2
By countless melancholy companies	Y
	-
And farther still upon the utmost rim	B2
Of the drear waste whereto the roadways led	D
She saw in piling outline huge and dim	B2
The walled and towered dwellings of the dead	D
And the grim house of Hades Then she broke	C2
Once more fierce footed through the noisome press	R
But ere she reached the goal of her distress	R
Her pierced heart seemed to shatter and she woke	C2
	-
It seemed as she had been entombed for years	D2
And came again to living with a start	D
There was an awful echoing in her ears	D2
And a great deadness pressing at her heart	D
She shuddered and with terror seemed to freeze	Y
Lip shrunken and wide eyed a moment's space	N
And then she touched the little lifeless face	N
And kissed it and rose up upon her knees	Y
	-
And round her still the silence seemed to teem	O
With the foul shadows of her dream beguiled	D
No dream she thought it could not be a dream	O
But her child called for her her child her child	D
She clasped her quivering fingers white and spare	A
And knelt low down and bending her fair head	D
Unto the lower gods who rule the dead	D
Touched them with tender homage and this prayer	A
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O gloomy masters of the dark demesne	E
Hades and thou whom the dread deity	D
Bore once from earthly Enna for his queen	E
Beloved of Demeter pale Persephone	E
Grant me one boon	E
'Tis not for life I pray	E2
Not life but quiet death and that soon soon	E
Loose from my soul this heavy weight of clay	E2
This net of useless woe	S
O mournful mother sad Persephone	E
Be mindful let me go	S
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How shall he journey to the dismal beach	F2
Or win the ear of Charon without one	E
To keep him and stand by him sure of speech	F2
He is so little and has just begun	E
To use his feet	D
And speak a few small words	G2
And all his daily usage has been sweet	D
As the soft nesting ways of tender birds	G2
How shall he fare at all	L
Across that grim inhospitable land	D
If I too be not by to hold his hand	D
And help him if he fall	L
	-
And then before the gloomy judges set	D
How shall he answer Oh I cannot bear	A
To see his tender cheeks with weeping wet	D
Or hear the sobbing cry of his despair	A
I could not rest	D
Nor live with patient mind	D
Though knowing what is fated must be best	D
But surely thou art more than mortal kind	D
And thou canst feel my woe	S
All pitying all observant all divine	E
He is so little mother Proserpine	E
He needs me let me go	S
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Thus far she prayed and then she lost her way	E2
And left the half of all her heart unsaid	D
And a great languor seized her and she lay	E2
Soft fallen by the little silent head	D
Her numbed lips had passed beyond control	H2
Her mind could neither plan nor reason more	Z
She saw dark waters and an unknown shore	Z
And the grey shadows crept about her soul	H2
	-
Again through darkness on an evil land	D
She seemed to enter but without distress	R
A little spirit led her by the hand	D
And her wide heart was warm with tenderness	I2
Her lips still moving conscious of one care	A
Murmured a moment in soft mother tones	J2
And so fell silent From their sombre thrones	J2
Already the grim gods had heard her prayer	A

Archibald Lampman

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