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Swift as a spirit hastening to his task	A
Of glory of good the Sun sprang forth	B
Rejoicing in his splendour the mask	A
Of darkness fell from the awakened Earth	C
The smokeless altars of the mountain snows	D
Flamed above crimson clouds at the birth	C
Of light the Ocean's orison arose	D
To which the birds tempered their matin lay	E
All flowers in field or forest which unclose	D
Their trembling eyelids to the kiss of day	E
Swinging their censers in the element	F
With orient incense lit by the new ray	E
Burned slow inconsumably sent	G
Their odorous sighs up to the smiling air	H
And in succession due did Continent	F
Isle Ocean all things that in them wear	H
The form character of mortal mould	I
Rise as the Sun their father rose to bear	H
Their portion of the toil which he of old	I
Took as his own then imposed on them	J
But I whom thoughts which must remain untold	I
Had kept as wakeful as the stars that gem	J
The cone of night now they were laid asleep	K
Stretched my faint limbs beneath the hoary stem	J
Which an old chestnut flung athwart the steep	K
Of a green Apennine before me fled	L
The night behind me rose the day the Deep	K
Was at my feet Heaven above my head	L
When a strange trance over my fancy grew	M
Which was not slumber for the shade it spread	L
Was so transparent that the scene came through	M
As clear as when a veil of light is drawn	N
O'er evening hills they glimmer and I knew	M
That I had felt the freshness of that dawn	N
Bathed in the same cold dew my brow hair	H
And sate as thus upon that slope of lawn	N
Under the self same bough heard as there	H
The birds the fountains the Ocean hold	I
Sweet talk in music through the enamoured air	H
And then a Vision on my brain was rolled	I
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As in that trance of wondrous thought I lay	E
This was the tenour of my waking dream	O
Methought I sate beside a public way	E
Thick strewn with summer dust a great stream	O
Of people there was hurrying to fro	P
Numerous as gnats upon the evening gleam	O
All hastening onward yet none seemed to know	P
Whither he went or whence he came or why	Q
He made one of the multitude yet so	P
Was borne amid the crowd as through the sky	Q
One of the million leaves of summer's bier	R
Old age youth manhood infancy	D
Mixed in one mighty torrent did appear	S
Some flying from the thing they feared some	T
Seeking the object of another's fear	S
And others as with steps towards the tomb	U
Pored on the trodden worms that crawled beneath	V
And others mournfully within the gloom	U
Of their own shadow walked and called it death	W
And some fled from it as it were a ghost	X
Half fainting in the affliction of vain breath	W
But more with motions which each other crost	X
Pursued or shunned the shadows the clouds threw	M
Or birds within the noonday ether lost	X
Upon that path where flowers never grew	M
And weary with vain toil faint for thirst	X
Heard not the fountains whose melodious dew	M
Out of their mossy cells forever burst	X
Nor felt the breeze which from the forest told	X
Of grassy paths wood lawns interspersed	X
With overarching elms caverns cold	X
And violet banks where sweet dreams brood but they	E
Pursued their serious folly as of old	X
And as I gazed methought that in the way	E
The throng grew wilder as the woods of June	Y
When the South wind shakes the extinguished day	E
And a cold glare intenser than the noon	Y
But icy cold obscured with blank light	X
The Sun as he the stars Like the young moon	Y
When on the sunlit limits of the night	X
Her white shell trembles amid crimson air	H
And whilst the sleeping tempest gathers might	X
Doth as a herald of its coming bear	H
The ghost of her dead Mother whose dim form	Z
Bends in dark ether from her infant's chair	H
So came a chariot on the silent storm	Z
Of its own rushing splendour and a Shape	A2
So sate within as one whom years deform	Z
Beneath a dusky hood double cape	A2
Crouching within the shadow of a tomb	U
And o'er what seemed the head a cloud like crape	A2
Was bent a dun faint etherial gloom	U
Tempering the light upon the chariot's beam	O
A Janus visaged Shadow did assume	U
The guidance of that wonder winged team	O
The Shapes which drew it in thick lightnings	D
Were lost I heard alone on the air's soft stream	O
The music of their ever moving wings	D
All the four faces of that charioteer	H
Had their eyes banded little profit brings	D
Speed in the van blindness in the rear	H
Nor then avail the beams that quench the Sun	B2
Or that his banded eyes could pierce the sphere	H
Of all that is has been or will be done	B2
So ill was the car guided but it past	X
With solemn speed majestically on	C2
The crowd gave way I arose aghast	X
Or seemed to rise so mighty was the trance	D
And saw like clouds upon the thunder blast	X
The million with fierce song and maniac dance	D
Raging around such seemed the jubilee	D
As when to greet some conqueror's advance	D
Imperial Rome poured forth her living sea	D
From senatehouse prison theatre	H
When Freedom left those who upon the free	D
Had bound a yoke which soon they stooped to bear	H
Nor wanted here the true similitude	X
Of a triumphal pageant for where'er	H
The chariot rolled a captive multitude	X
Was driven althose who had grown old in power	H
Or misery all who have their age subdued	X
By action or by suffering and whose hour	H
Was drained to its last sand in weal or woe	P
So that the trunk survived both fruit flower	H
All those whose fame or infamy must grow	P
Till the great winter lay the form name	D2
Of their own earth with them forever low	P
All but the sacred few who could not tame	D2
Their spirits to the Conqueror but as soon	Y
As they had touched the world with living flame	D2
Fled back like eagles to their native noon	Y
Of those who put aside the diadem	J
Of earthly thrones or gems till the last one	B2
Were there for they of Athens Jerusalem	T
Were neither mid the mighty captives seen	E2
Nor mid the ribald crowd that followed them	J
Or fled before Now swift fierce obscene	E2
The wild dance maddens in the van those	D
Who lead it fleet as shadows on the green	E2
Outspeed the chariot without repose	D
Mix with each other in tempestuous measure	H
To savage music Wilder as it grows	D
They tortured by the agonizing pleasure	H
Convulsed on the rapid whirlwinds spun	B2
Of that fierce spirit whose unholy leisure	H
Was soothed by mischief since the world begun	B2
Throw back their heads loose their streaming hair	H
And in their dance round her who dims the Sun	B2
Maidens youths fling their wild arms in air	H
As their feet twinkle they recede and now	F2
Bending within each other's atmosphere	H
Kindle invisibly and as they glow	P
Like moths by light attracted repelled	X
Oft to new bright destruction come go	P
Till like two clouds into one vale impelled	X
That shake the mountains when their lightnings mingle	G2
And die in rain the fiery band which held	X
Their natures snaps ere the shock cease to tingle	G2
One falls and then another in the path	H2
Senseless nor is the desolation single	G2
Yet ere I can say where the chariot hath	H2
Past over them nor other trace I find	X
But as of foam after the Ocean's wrath	H2
Is spent upon the desert shore Behind	X
Old men and women foully disarrayed	X
Shake their grey hair in the insulting wind	X
Limp in the dance strain with limbs decayed	X
Seeking to reach the light which leaves them still	I2
Farther behind deeper in the shade	X
But not the less with impotence of will	I2
They wheel though ghastly shadows interpose	D
Round them round each other and fulfill	I2
Their work and to the dust whence they arose	D
Sink corruption veils them as they lie	Q
And frost in these p	D

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