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Dante Gabriel Rossetti

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Of her two fights with the Beryl stone	A
Lost the first but the second won	B
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PART I	C
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MARY mine that art Mary's Rose	D
Come in to me from the garden close	E
The sun sinks fast with the rising dew	F
And we marked not how the faint moon grew	F
But the hidden stars are calling you	F
Tall Rose Mary come to my side	G
And read the stars if you'd be a bride	G
In hours whose need was not your own	A
While you were a young maid yet ungrown	A
You've read the stars in the Beryl stone	A
Daughter once more I bid you read	H
But now let it be for your own need	I
Because to morrow at break of day	J
To Holy Cross he rides on his way	J
Your knight Sir James of Heronhaye	F
Ere he wed you flower of mine	A
For a heavy shrift he seeks the shrine	A
Now hark to my words and do not fear	K
Ill news next I have for your ear	L
But be you strong and our help is here	L
On his road as the rumour's rife	M
An ambush waits to take his life	M
He needs will go and will go alone	A
Where the peril lurks may not be known	A
But in this glass all things are shown	A
Pale Rose Mary sank to the floor	N
The night will come if the day is o'er	O
Nay heaven takes counsel star with star	P
And help shall reach your heart from afar	P
A bride you'll be as a maid you are	P
The lady unbound her jewelled zone	A
And drew from her robe the Beryl stone	A
Shaped it was to a shadowy sphere	K
World of our world the sun's compeer	K
That bears and buries the toiling year	K
With shuddering light 'twas stirred and strewn	A
Like the cloud nest of the wading moon	A
Freaked it was as the bubble's ball	Q
Rainbow hued through a misty pall	R
Like the middle light of the waterfall	Q
Shadows dwelt in its teeming girth	S
Of the known and unknown things of earth	S
The cloud above and the wave around	T
The central fire at the sphere's heart bound	T
Like doomsday prisoned underground	T
A thousand years it lay in the sea	U
With a treasure wrecked from Thessaly	Q
Deep it lay 'mid the coiled sea wrack	V
But the ocean spirits found the track	V
A soul was lost to win it back	V
The lady upheld the wondrous thing	W
Ill fare she said with a fiend's faring	X
But Moslem blood poured forth like wine	A
Can hallow Hell 'neath the Sacred Sign	A
And my lord brought this from Palestine	A
Spirits who fear the Blessed Rood	Y
Drove forth the accursed multitude	Y
That heathen worship housed herein	A
Never again such home to win	A
Save only by a Christian's sin	A
All last night at an altar fair	K
I burnt strange fires and strove with prayer	K
Till the flame paled to the red sunrise	Z
All rites I then did solemnize	Z
And the spell lacks nothing but your eyes	Z
Low spake maiden Rose Mary	U
O mother mine if I should not see	U
Nay daughter cover your face no more	K
But bend love's heart to the hidden lore	K
And you shall see now as heretofore	K
Paler yet were the pale cheeks grown	A
As the grey eyes sought the Beryl stone	A
Then over her mother's lap leaned she	U
And stretched her thrilled throat passionately	U
And sighed from her soul and said I see	U
Even as she spoke they two were 'ware	K
Of music notes that fell through the air	K
A chiming shower of strange device	Z
Drop echoing drop once twice and thrice	Z
As rain may fall in Paradise	Z
An instant come in an instant gone	A
No time there was to think thereon	A
The mother held the sphere on her knee	U
Lean this way and speak low to me	U
And take no note but of what you see	U
I see a man with a besom grey	K
That sweeps the flying dust away	K
Ay that comes first in the mystic sphere	K
But now that the way is swept and clear	K
Heed well what next you look on there	K
Stretched aloft and adown I see	U
Two roads that part in waste country	U
The glen lies deep and the ridge stands tall	Q
What's great below is above seen small	Q
And the hill side is the valley wall	Q
Stream bank daughter or moor and moss	Z
Both roads will take to Holy Cross	Z
The hills are a weary waste to wage	A2
But what of the valley road's presage	B2
That way must tend his pilgrimage	C2
As 'twere the turning leaves of a book	D2
The road runs past me as I look	D2
Or it is even as though mine eye	F
Should watch calm waters filled with sky	F
While lights and clouds and wings went by	F
In every covert seek a spear	K
They'll scarce lie close till he draws near	K
The stream has spread to a river now	A
The stiff blue sedge is deep in the slough	E2
But the banks are bare of shrub or bough	A
Is there any roof that near at hand	F2
Might shelter yield to a hidden band	F2
On the further bank I see but one	A
And a herdsman now in the sinking sun	A
Unyokes his team at the threshold stone	A
Keep heedful watch by the water's edge	G2
Some boat might lurk 'neath the shadowed sedge	G2
One slid but now 'twixt the winding shores	Z
But a peasant woman bent to the oars	Z
And only a young child steered its course	Z
Mother something flashed to my sight	H2
Nay it is but the lapwing's flight	H2
What glints there like a lance that flees	Z
Nay the flags are stirred in the breeze	Z
And the water's bright through the dart rushes	Z
Ah vainly I search from side to side	G
Woe's me and where do the foemen hide	G
Woe's me and perchance I pass them by	F
And under the new dawn's blood red sky	F
Even where I gaze the dead shall lie	F
Said the mother For dear love's sake	I2
Speak more low lest the spell should break	I2
Said the daughter By love's control	Q
My eyes my words are strained to the goal	Q
But oh the voice that cries in my soul	Q
Hush sweet hush be calm and behold	J2
I see two floodgates broken and old	J2
The grasses wave o'er the ruined weir	K
But the bridge still leads to the breakwater	K
And mother mother O mother dear	K
The damsel clung to her mother's knee	U
And dared not let the shriek go free	U
Low she crouched by the lady's chair	K
And shrank blindfold in her fallen hair	K
And whispering said The spears are there	K
The lady stooped aghast from her place	Z
And cleared the locks from her daughter's face	Z
More's to see and she swoons alas	Z
Look look again ere the moment pass	Z
One shadow comes but once to the glass	Z
See you there what you saw but now	A
I see eight men 'neath the willow bough	A
All over the weir a wild growth's spread	H
Ah me it will hide a living head	H
As well as the water hides the dead	H
They lie by the broken water gate	K2
As men who have a while to wait	K2
The chief's high lance has a blazoned scroll	Q
He seems some lord of tithe and toll	Q
With seven squires to his bannerole	Q
The little pennon quakes in the air	K
I cannot trace the blazon there	K
Ah now I can see the field of blue	Q
The spurs and the merlins two and two	Q
It is the Warden of Holycleugh	E2
God be thanked for the thing we know	A
You have named your good knight's mortal foe	A
Last Shrovetide in the tourney game	L2
He sought his life by treasonous shame	L2
And this way now doth he seek the same	L2
So fair lord such a thing you are	K
But we too watch till the morning star	K
Well June is kind and the moon is clear	K
Saint Judas send you a merry cheer	K
For the night you lie in Warisweir	K
Now sweet daughter but one more sight	H2
And you may lie soft and sleep to night	H2
We know in the vale what perils be	U
Now look once more in the glass and see	U
If over the hills the road lies free	U
Rose Mary pressed to her mother's cheek	M2
And almost smiled but did not speak	M2
Then turned again to the saving spell	Q
With eyes to search and with lips to tell	Q
The heart of things invisible	Q
Again the shape with the besom grey	K
Comes back to sweep the clouds away	K
Again I stand where the roads divide	G
But now all's near on the steep hillside	G
And a thread far down is the rivertide	G
Ay child your road is o'er moor and moss	Z
Past Holycleugh to Holy Cross	Z
Our hunters lurk in the valley's wake	I2
As they knew which way the chase would take	I2
Yet search the hills for your true love's sake	I2
Swift and swifter the waste runs by	F
And nought I see but the heath and the sky	F
No brake is there that could hide a	N2