Paracelsus: Part V: Paracelsus Attains Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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Scene Salzburg a cell in the Hospital of St SebastianA
Festus ParacelsusB
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FestusB
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No change The weary night is well nigh spentC
The lamp burns low and through the casement barsB
Grey morning glimmers feebly yet no changeD
Another night and still no sigh has stirredE
That fallen discoloured mouth no pang relitE
Those fixed eyes quenched by the decaying bodyE
Like torch flame choked in dust While all besideE
Was breaking to the last they held out brightE
As a stronghold where life intrenched itselfF
But they are dead now very blind and deadE
He will drowse into death without a groanG
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My Aureole my forgotten ruined AureoleH
The days are gone are gone How grand thou wastE
And now not one of those who struck thee downI
Poor glorious spirit concerns him even to stayE
And satisfy himself his little handE
Could turn God's image to a livid thingJ
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Another night and yet no change 'T is muchK
That I should sit by him and bathe his browL
And chafe his hands 't is much but he will sureM
Know me and look on me and speak to meE
Once more but only once His hollow cheekN
Looked all night long as though a creeping laughO
At his own state were just about to breakP
From the dying man my brain swam my throat swelledE
And yet I could not turn away In truthQ
They told me how when first brought here he seemedE
Resolved to live to lose no facultyE
Thus striving to keep up his shattered strengthR
Until they bore him to this stifling cellS
When straight his features fell an hour made whiteE
The flushed face and relaxed the quivering limbT
Only the eye remained intense awhileU
As though it recognized the tomb like placeB
And then he lay as here he liesB
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Ay hereV
Here is earth's noblest nobly garlandedE
Her bravest champion with his well won prizeB
Her best achievement her sublime amendsB
For countless generations fleeting fastE
And followed by no trace the creature godE
She instances when angels would disputeE
The title of her brood to rank with themW
Angels this is our angel Those bright formsB
We clothe with purple crown and call to thronesB
Are human but not his those are but menX
Whom other men press round and kneel beforeY
Those palaces are dwelt in by mankindE
Higher provision is for him you seekN
Amid our pomps and glories see it hereV
Behold earth's paragon Now raise thee clayE
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God Thou art love I build my faith on thatE
Even as I watch beside thy tortured childE
Unconscious whose hot tears fall fast by himT
So doth thy right hand guide us through the worldE
Wherein we stumble God what shall we sayE
How has he sinned How else should he have doneA
Surely he sought thy praise thy praise for allZ
He might be busied by the task so muchK
As half forget awhile its proper endE
Dost thou well Lord Thou canst not but preferA2
That I should range myself upon his sideE
How could he stop at every step to setE
Thy glory forth Hadst thou but granted himT
Success thy honour would have crowned successB
A halo round a star Or say he erredE
Save him dear God it will be like thee bathe himT
In light and life Thou art not made like usB
We should be wroth in such a case but thouL
Forgivest so forgive these passionate thoughtsB
Which come unsought and will not pass awayE
I know thee who hast kept my path and madeE
Light for me in the darkness tempering sorrowB2
So that it reached me like a solemn joyC2
It were too strange that I should doubt thy loveD2
But what am I Thou madest him and knowestE
How he was fashioned I could never errE2
That way the quiet place beside thy feetE
Reserved for me was ever in my thoughtsB
But he thou shouldst have favoured him as wellS
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Ah he wakens Aureole I am here 't is FestusB
I cast away all wishes save one wishF2
Let him but know me only speak to meE
He mutters louder and louder any otherA2
Than I with brain less laden could collectE
What he pours forth Dear Aureole do but lookG2
Is it talking or singing this he utters fastE
Misery that he should fix me with his eyeH2
Quick talking to some other all the whileU
If he would husband this wild vehemenceB
Which frustrates its intent I heard I knowB2
I heard my name amid those rapid wordsB
Oh he will know me yet Could I divertE
This current lead it somehow gently backI2
Into the channels of the past His eyeH2
Brighter than ever It must recognize meE
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I am Erasmus I am here to prayE
That Paracelsus use his skill for meE
The schools of Paris and of Padua sendE
These questions for your learning to resolveJ2
We are your students noble master leaveK2
This wretched cell what business have you hereV
Our class awaits you come to us once moreY
O agony the utmost I can doE
Touches him not how else arrest his earV
I am commissioned I shall craze like himT
Better be mute and see what God shall sendE
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ParacelsusB
Stay stay with meE
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FestusB
I will I am come hereV
To stay with you Festus you loved of oldE
Festus you know you must knowB2
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ParacelsusB
Festus Where'sB
Aprile then Has he not chanted softlyE
The melodies I heard all night I could notE
Get to him for a cold hand on my breastE
But I made out his music well enoughL2
O well enough If they have filled him fullM2
With magical music as they freight a starN2
With light and have remitted all his sinO2
They will forgive me too I too shall knowB2
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FestusB
Festus your FestusB
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ParacelsusB
Ask him if AprileP2
Knows as he Loves if I shall Love and KnowB2
I try but that cold hand like lead so coldE
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FestusB
My hand seeB
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ParacelsusB
Ah the curse Aprile AprileP2
We get so near so very very nearQ2
'T is an old tale Jove strikes the Titans downI
Not when they set about their mountain pilingJ
But when another rock would crown the workR2
And Phaeton doubtless his first radiant plungeS2
Astonished mortals though the gods were calmT2
And Jove prepared his thunder all old talesB
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FestusB
And what are these to youE
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ParacelsusB
Ay fiends must laughO
So cruelly so well most like I neverA2
Could tread a single pleasure underfootE
But they were grinning by my side were chucklingJ
To see me toil and drop away by flakesB
Hell spawn I am glad most glad that thus I failU2
Your cunning has o'ershot its aim One yearQ2
One month perhaps and I had served your turnV2
You should have curbed your spite awhile But nowL
Who will believe 't was you that held me backI2
Listen there's shame and hissing and contemptE
And none but laughs who names me none but spitsB
Measureless scorn upon me me aloneG
The quack the cheat the liar all on meB
And thus your famous plan to sink mankindE
In silence and despair by teaching themW
One of their race had probed the inmost truthQ
Had done all man could do yet failed no lessB
Your wise plan proves abortive Men despairE2
Ha ha why they are hooting the empiricI2
The ignorant and incapable fool who rushedE
Madly upon a work beyond his witsB
Nor doubt they but the simplest of themselvesB
Could bring the matter to triumphant issueB
So pick and choose among them all accursedE
Try now persuade some other to slave for youB
To ruin body and soul to work your endsB
No no I am the first and last I thinkI2
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FestusB
Dear friend who are accursed who has doneA
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ParacelsusB
What have I done Fiends dare ask that or youB
Brave men Oh you can chime in boldly backedE
By the others What had you to do sage peersB
Here stand my rivals Latin Arab JewB
Greek join dead hands against me all I askI2
Is that the world enrol my name with theirsB
And even this poor privilege it seemsB
They range themselves prepared to disallowL
Only observe why fiends may learn from themW
How they talk calmly of my throes my fierceB
Aspirings terrible watchings each one claimingI2
Its price of blood and brain how they dissectE
And sneeringly disparage the few truthsB
Got at a life's cost they too hanging the whileU
About my neck their lies misleading meB
And their dead names browbeating me Grey crewB
Yet steeped in fresh malevolence from hellS
Is there a reason for your hate My truthsB
Have shaken a little the palm about each princeB
Just think Aprile all these leering dotardsB
Were bent on nothing less than to be crownedE
As we That yellow blear eyed wretch in chiefW2
To whom the rest cringe low with feigned respectE
Galen of Pergamos and hell nay speakI2
The tale old man We met there face to faceB
I said the crown should fall from thee Once moreY
We meet as in that ghastly vestibuleX2
Look to my brow Have I redeemed my pledgeY2
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FestusB
Peace peace ah seeB
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ParacelsusB
Oh emptiness of fameZ2
Oh Persic Zoroaster lord of starsB
Who said these old renowns dead long agoI2
Could make me overlook the living worldE
To gaze through gloom at where they stood indeedE
But stand no longer What a warm light lifeA3
After the shade In truth my delicate witchB3
My serpent queen you did but well to hideE
The juggles I had else detected FireA2
May well run harmless o'er a breast like yoursB
The cave was not so darkened by the smokeI2
But that your white limbs dazzled me oh whiteE
And panting as they twinkled wildly dancingI2
I cared not for your passionate gestures thenX
But now I have forgotten the charm of charmsB
The foolish knowledge which I came to seekI2
While I remember that quaint dance and thusB
I am come back not for those mummeriesB
But to love you and to kiss your little feetE
Soft as an ermine's winter coatE
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FestusB
A lightE
Will struggle through these thronging words at lastE
As in the angry and tumultuous WestE
A soft star trembles through the drifting cloudsB
These are the strivings of a spirit which hatesB
So sad a vault should coop it and calls upC3
The past to stand between it and its fateE
Were he at Einsiedeln or Michal hereV
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ParacelsusB
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Cruel I seek her now I kneel I shriekI2
I clasp her vesture but she fades still fadesB
And she is gone sweet human love is goneD3
'T is only when they spring to heaven that angelsB
Reveal themselves to you they sit all dayE
Beside you and lie down at night by youB
Who care not for their presence muse or sleepE3
And all at once they leave you and you know themW
We are so fooled so cheated Why even nowL
I am not too secure against foul playE
The shadows deepen and the walls contractE
No doubt some treachery is going onF3
'T is very dusk Where are we put AprileP2
Have they left us in the lurch This murky loathsomeG3
Death trap this slaughter house is not the hallZ
In the golden city Keep by me AprileP2
There is a hand groping amid the blacknessB
To catch us Have the spider fingers got youB
Poet Hold on me for your life If onceB
They pull you HoldE
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'Tis but a dream no moreY
I have you still the sun comes out againX
Let us be happy all will yet go wellS
Let us confer is it not like AprileP2
That spite of trouble this ordeal passedE
The value of my labours ascertainedE
Just as some stream foams long among the rocksB
But after glideth glassy to the seaB
So full content shall henceforth be my lotE
What think you poet Louder Your clear voiceB
Vibrates too like a harp string Do you askI2
How could I still remain on earth should GodE
Grant me the great approval which I seekI2
I you and God can comprehend each otherA2
But men would murmur and with cause enoughL2
For when they saw me stainless of all sinO2
Preserved and sanctified by inward lightE
They would complain that comfort shut from themW
I drank thus unespied that they live onF3
Nor taste the quiet of a constant joyC2
For ache and care and doubt and wearinessB
While I am calm help being vouchsafed to meB
And hid from them 'T were best consider thatE
You reason well Aprile but at leastE
Let me know this and die Is this too muchK
I will learn this if God so please and dieE
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If thou shalt please dear God if thou shalt pleaseB
We are so weak we know our motives leastE
In their confused beginning If at firstE
I sought but wherefore bare my heart to theeB
I know thy mercy and already thoughtsB
Flock fast about my soul to comfort itE
And intimate I cannot wholly failU2
For love and praise would clasp me willinglyB
Could I resolve to seek them Thou art goodE
And I should be content Yet yet first showI2
I have done wrong in daring Rather giveH3
The supernatural consciousness of strengthR
Which fed my youth Only one hour of thatE
With thee to help O what should bar me thenX
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Lost lost Thus things are ordered here God's creaturesB
And yet he takes no pride in us none noneA
Truly there needs another life to comeG3
If this be all I must tell Festus thatE
And other life await us not for oneA
I say 't is a poor cheat a stupid bungleB
A wretched failure I for one protestE
Against it and I hurl it back with scornI3
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Well onward though alone Small time remainsB
And much to do I must have fruit must reapE3
Some profit from my toils I doubt my bodyB
Will hardly serve me through while I have labouredB
It has decayed and now that I demandB
Its best assistance it will crumble fastB
A sad thought a sad fate How very fullB
Of wormwood 't is that just at altar serviceB
The rapt hymn rising with the rolling smokeI2
When glory dawns and all is at the bestB
The sacred fire may flicker and grow faintB
And die for want of a wood piler's helpJ3
Thus fades the flagging body and the soulB
Is pulled down in the overthrow Well wellB
Let men catch every word let them lose noughtB
Of what I say something may yet be doneA
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They are ruins Trust me who am one of youB
All ruins glorious once but lonely nowL
It makes my heart sick to behold you crouchK3
Beside your desolate fane the arches dimT
The crumbling columns grand against the moonL3
Could I but rear them up once more but thatB
May never be so leave them Trust me friendsB
Why should you linger here when I have builtB
A far resplendent temple all your ownG
Trust me they are but ruins See AprileB
Men will not heed Yet were I not preparedB
With better refuge for them tongue of mineM3
Should ne'er reveal how blank their dwelling isB
I would sit down in silence with the restB
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Ha what you spit at me you grin and shriekI2
Contempt into my ear my ear which drankI2
God's accents once you curse me Why men menX
I am not formed for it Those hideous eyesB
Will be before me sleeping waking prayingI2
They will not let me even die Spare spare meB
Sinning or no forget that only spare meB
The horrible scorn You thought I could support itB
But now you see what silly fragile creatureA2
Cowers thus I am not good nor bad enoughL2
Not Christ nor Cain yet even Cain was savedB
From Hate like this Let me but totter backI2
Perhaps I shall elude those jeers which creepE3
Into my very brain and shut these scorchedB
Eyelids and keep those mocking faces outB
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Listen Aprile I am very calmT2
Be not deceived there is no passion hereV
Where the blood leaps like an imprisoned thingI2
I am calm I will exterminate the raceB
Enough of that 't is said and it shall beB
And now be merry safe and sound am IE
Who broke through their best ranks to get at youB
And such a havoc such a rout AprileB
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FestusB
Have you no thought no memory for meB
Aureole I am so wretched my pure MichalB
Is gone and you alone are left me nowL
And even you forget me Take my handB
Lean on me thus Do you not know me AureoleB
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ParacelsusB
Festus my own friend you are come at lastB
As you say 't is an awful enterpriseB
But you believe I shall go through with itB
'T is like you and I thank you Thank him for meB
Dear Michal See how bright St Saviour's spireN3
Flames in the sunset all its figures quaintB
Gay in the glancing light you might conceive themW
A troop of yellow vested white haired JewsB
Bound for their own land where redemption dawnsB
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FestusB
Not that blest time not our youth's time dear GodB
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ParacelsusB
Ha stay true I forget all is done sinceB
And he is come to judge me How he speaksB
How calm how well yes it is true all trueB
All quackery all deceit myself can laughO
The first at it if you desire but stillB
You know the obstacles which taught me tricksB
So foreign to my nature envy and hateB
Blind opposition brutal prejudiceB
Bald ignorance what wonder if I sunkI2
To humour men the way they most approvedB
My cheats were never palmed on such as youB
Dear Festus I will kneel if you require meB
Impart the meagre knowledge I possessB
Explain its bounded nature and avowL
My insufficiency whate'er you willB
I give the fight up let there be an endB
A privacy an obscure nook for meB
I want to be forgotten even by GodB
But if that cannot be dear Festus lay meB
When I shall die within some narrow graveO3
Not by itself for that would be too proudB
But where such graves are thickest let it lookI2
Nowise distinguished from the hillocks roundB
So that the peasant at his brother's bedB
May tread upon my own and know it notB
And we shall all be equal at the lastB
Or classed according to life's natural ranksB
Fathers sons brothers friends not rich nor wiseB
Nor gifted lay me thus then say He livedB
Too much advanced before his brother menX
They kept him still in front 't was for their goodB
But yet a dangerous station It were strangeD
That he should tell God he had never rankedB
With men so here at least he is a manP3
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FestusB
That God shall take thee to his breast dear spiritB
Unto his breast be sure and here on earthQ3
Shall splendour sit upon thy name for everA2
Sun all the heaven is glad for thee what careE2
If lower mountains light their snowy pharesB
At thine effulgence yet acknowledge notB
The source of day Their theft shall be their baleB
For after ages shall retrack thy beamsB
And put aside the crowd of busy onesB
And worship thee alone the master mindB
The thinker the explorer the creatorA2
Then who should sneer at the convulsive throesB
With which thy deeds were born would scorn as wellB
The sheet of winding subterraneous fireA2
Which pent and writhing sends no less at lastB
Huge islands up amid the simmering seaB
Behold thy might in me thou hast infusedB
Thy soul in mine and I am grand as thouL
Seeing I comprehend thee I so simpleB
Thou so august I recognize thee firstB
I saw thee rise I watched thee early and lateB
And though no glance reveal thou dost acceptB
My homage thus no less I proffer itB
And bid thee enter gloriously thy restB
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ParacelsusB
FestusB
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FestusB
I am for noble Aureole GodB
I am upon his side come weal or woeI2
His portion shall be mine He has done wellB
I would have sinned had I been strong enoughL2
As he has sinned Reward him or I waiveO3
Reward If thou canst find no place for himT
He shall be king elsewhere and I will beB
His slave for ever There are two of usB
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ParacelsusB
Dear FestusB
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FestusB
Here dear Aureole ever by youB
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ParacelsusB
Nay speak on or I dream again Speak onF3
Some story anything only your voiceB
I shall dream else Speak on ay leaning soB
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FestusB
Thus the Mayne glidethL
Where my Love abidethL
Sleep's no softer it proceedsB
On through lawns on through meadsB
On and on whate'er befallB
Meandering and musicalB
Though the niggard pasturageD
Bears not on its shaven ledgeD
Aught but weeds and waving grassesB
To view the river as it passesB
Save here and there a scanty patchR3
Of primroses too faint to catchR3
A weary beeB
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ParacelsusB
More more say onF3
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FestusB
And scarce it pushesB
Its gentle way through strangling rushesB
Where the glossy kingfisherA2
Flutters when noon heats are nearQ2
Glad the shelving banks to shunA
Red and steaming in the sunA
Where the shrew mouse with pale throatB
Burrows and the speckled stoatB
Where the quick sandpipers flitB
In and out the marl and gritB
That seems to breed them brown as theyL
Nought disturbs its quiet wayL
Save some lazy stork that springsB
Trailing it with legs and wingsB
Whom the shy fox from the hillB
Rouses creep he ne'er so stillB
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ParacelsusB
My heart they loose my heart those simple wordsB
Its darkness passes which nought else could touchK
Like some dark snake that force may not expelB
Which glideth out to music sweet and lowB
What were you doing when your voice broke throughB
A chaos of ugly images You indeedB
Are you alone hereV
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FestusB
All alone you know meB
This cellB
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ParacelsusB
An unexceptionable vaultB
Good brick and stone the bats kept out the ratsB
Kept in a snug nook how should I mistake itB
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FestusB
But wherefore am I hereV
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ParacelsusB
Ah well rememberedB
Why for a purpose for a purpose FestusB
'T is like me here I trifle while time fleetsB
And this occasion lost will ne'er returnV2
You are here to be instructed I will tellB
God's message but I have so much to sayB
I fear to leave half out All is confusedB
No doubt but doubtless you will learn in timeS3
He would not else have brought you here no doubtB
I shall see clearer soonL3
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FestusB
Tell me but thisB
You are not in despairE2
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ParacelsusB
I and for whatB
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FestusB
Alas alas he knows not as I fearedB
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ParacelsusB
What is it you would ask me with that earnestB
Dear searching faceB
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FestusB
How feel you AureoleB
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ParacelsusB
WellB
Well 'T is a strange thing I am dying FestusB
And now that fast the storm of life subsidesB
I first perceive how great the whirl has beenO2
I was calm then who am so dizzy nowL
Calm in the thick of the tempest but no lessB
A partner of its motion and mixed upC3
With its career The hurricane is spentB
And the good boat speeds through the brightening weatherA2
But is it earth or sea that heaves belowB
The gulf rolls like a meadow swell o'erstrewnL
With ravaged boughs and remnants of the shoreY
And now some slet loosened from the landB
Swims past with all its trees sailing to oceanL
And now the air is full of uptorn canesB
Light strippings from the fan trees tamarisksB
Unrooted with their birds still clinging to themW
All high in the wind Even so my varied lifeA3
Drifts by me I am young old happy sadB
Hoping desponding acting taking restB
And all at once that is those past conditionsB
Float back at once on me If I selectB
Some special epoch from the crowd 't is butB
To will and straight the rest dissolve awayB
And only that particular state is presentB
With all its long forgotten circumstanceB
Distinct and vivid as at first myselfF
A careless looker on and nothing moreY
Indifferent and amused but nothing moreY
And this is death I understand it allB
New being waits me new perceptions mustB
Be born in me before I plunge thereinL
Which last is Death's affair and while I speakI2
Minute by minute he is filling meB
With power and while my foot is on the thresholdB
Of boundless life the doors unopened yetB
All preparations not complete withinL
I turn new knowledge upon old eventsB
And the effect is but I must not tellB
It is not lawful Your own turn will comeG3
One day Wait Festus You will die like meB
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FestusB
'T is of that past life that I burn to hearV
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ParacelsusB
You wonder it engages me just nowL
In truth I wonder too What 's life to meB
Where'er I look is fire where'er I listenL
Music and where I tend bliss evermoreY
Yet how can I refrain 'T is a refinedB
Delight to view those chances one last viewB
I am so near the perils I escapeT3
That I must play with them and turn them overA2
To feel how fully they are past and goneL
Still it is like some further cause existsB
For this peculiar mood some hidden purposeB
Did I not tell you something of it FestusB
I had it fast but it has somehow sliptB
Away from me it will return anonL
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FestusB
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Indeed his cheek seems young again his voiceB
Complete with its old tones that little laughO
Concluding every phrase with upturned eyeE
As though one stooped above his head to whomU3
He looked for confirmation and approvalB
Where was it gone so long so well preservedB
Then the fore finger pointing as he speaksB
Like one who traces in an open bookI2
The matter he declares 't is many a yearQ2
Since I remarked it last and this in himT
But now a ghastly wreckI2
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And can it beB
Dear Aureole you have then found out at lastB
That worldly things are utter vanityB
That man is made for weakness and should waitB
In patient ignorance till God appointB
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ParacelsusB
Ha the purpose the true purpose that is itB
How could I fail to apprehend You hereV
I thus But no more trifling I see allB
I know all my last mission shall be doneL
If strength suffice No trifling Stay this postureA2
Hardly befits one thus about to speakI2
I will ariseB
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FestusB
Nay Aureole are you wildB
You cannot leave your couchK3
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ParacelsusB
No help no helpJ3
Not even your hand So there I stand once moreY
Speak from a couch I never lectured thusB
My gown the scarlet lined with fur now putB
The chain about my neck my signet ringI2
Is still upon my hand I think even soB
Last my good sword ah trusty Azoth leapestB
Beneath thy master's grasp for the last timeS3
This couch shall be my throne I bid these wallsB
Be consecrate this wretched cell becomeG3
A shrine for here God speaks to men through meB
Now Festus I am ready to beginL
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FestusB
I am dumb with wonderA2
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ParacelsusB
Listen therefore FestusB
There will be time enough but none to spareE2
I must content myself with telling onlyB
The most important points You doubtless feelB
That I am happy Festus very happyB
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FestusB
'T is no delusion which uplifts him thusB
Then you are pardoned Aureole all your sinL
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ParacelsusB
Ay pardoned yet why pardonedB
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FestusB
'T is God's praiseB
That man is bound to seek and youB
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ParacelsusB
Have livedB
We have to live alone to set forth wellB
God's praise 'T is true I sinned much as I thoughtB
And in effect need mercy for I stroveV3
To do that very thing but do your bestB
Or worst praise rises and will rise for everA2
Pardon from him because of praise deniedB
Who calls me to himself to exalt himselfF
He might laugh as I laughO
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FestusB
But all comesB
To the same thing 'T is fruitless for mankindB
To fret themselves with what concerns them notB
They are no use that way they should lie downL
Content as God has made them nor go madB
In thriveless cares to better what is illB
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ParacelsusB
No no mistake me not let me not workI2
More harm than I have worked This is my caseB
If I go joyous back to God yet bringI2
No offering if I render up my soulB
Without the fruits it was ordained to bearE2
If I appear the better to love GodB
For sin as one who has no claim on himT
Be not deceived It may be surely thusB
With me while higher prizes still awaitB
The mortal persevering to the endB
Beside I am not all so valuelessB
I have been something though too soon I leftB
Following the instincts of that happy timeS3
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FestusB
What happy time For God's sake for man's sakeI2
What time was happy All I hope to knowB
That answer will decide What happy timeS3
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ParacelsusB
When but the time I vowed myself to manL
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FestusB
Great God thy judgments are inscrutableB
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ParacelsusB
Yes it was in me I was born for itB
I Paracelsus it was mine by rightB
Doubtless a searching and impetuous soulB
Might learn from its own motions that some taskI2
Like this awaited it about the worldB
Might seek somewhere in this blank life of oursB
For fit delights to stay its longings vastB
And grappling Nature so prevail on herA2
To fill the creature full she dared thus frameZ2
Hungry for joy and bravely tyrannousB
Grow in demand still craving more and moreY
And make each joy conceded prove a pledgeD
Of other joy to follow bating noughtB
Of its desires still seizing fresh pretenceB
To turn the knowledge and the rapture wrungI2
As an extreme last boon from destinyB
Into occasion for new coyetingsB
New strifes new triumphs doubtless a strong soulB
Alone unaided might attain to thisB
So glorious is our nature so augustB
Man's inborn uninstructed impulsesB
His naked spirit so majesticalB
But this was born in me I was made soB
Thus much time saved the feverish appetiesB
The tumult of unproved desire the unaimedB
Uncertain yearnings aspirations blindB
Distrust mistake and all that ends in tearsB
Were saved me thus I entered on my courseB
You may be sure I was not all exemptB
From human trouble just so much of doubtB
As bade me plant a surer foot uponL
The sun road kept my eye unruined 'midB
The fierce and flashing splendour set my heartB
Trembling so much as warned me I stood thereE2
On sufferance not to idly gaze but castB
Light on a darkling race save for that doubtB
I stood at first where all aspire at lastB
To stand the secret of the world was mineL
I knew I felt perception unexpressedB
Uncomprehended by our narrow thoughtB
But somehow felt and known in every shiftB
And change in the spirit nay in every poreY
Of the body even what God is what we areN2
What life is how God tastes an infinite joyD
In infinite ways one everlasting blissB
From whom all being emanates all powerA2
Proceeds in whom is life for evermoreY
Yet whom existence in its lowest formW3
Includes where dwells enjoyment there is heB
With still a flying point of bliss remoteB
A happiness in store afar a sphereQ2
Of distant glory in full view thus climbsB
Pleasure its heights for ever and for everA2
The centre fire heaves underneath the earthL
And the earth changes like a human faceB
The molten ore bursts up among the rocksB
Winds into the stone's heart outbranches brightB
In hidden mines spots barren river bedsB
Crumbles into fine sand where sunbeams baskI2
God joys therein The wroth sea's waves are edgedB
With foam white as the bitten lip of hateB
When in the solitary waste strange groupsB
Of young volcanos come up cyclops likeI2
Staring together with their eyes on flameZ2
God tastes a pleasure in their uncouth prideB
Then all is still earth is a wintry clodB
But spring wind like a dancing psaltress passesB
Over its breast to waken it rare verdureA2
Buds tenderly upon rough banks betweenL
The withered tree roots and the cracks of frostB
Like a smile striving with a wrinkled faceB
The grass grows bright the boughs are swoln with bloomsB
Like chrysalids impatient for the airA2
The shining dorrs are busy beetles runL
Along the furrows ants make their adoB
Above birds fly in merry flocks the larkI2
Soars up and up shivering for very joyD
Afar the ocean sleeps white fishing gullsB
Flit where the strand is purple with its tribeX3
Of nested limpets savage creatures seekI2
Their loves in wood and plain and God renewsB
His ancient rapture Thus he dwells in allB
From life's minute beginnings up at lastB
To man the consummation of this schemeY3
Of being the completion of this sphereA2
Of life whose attributes had here and thereA2
Been scattered o'er the visible world beforeA2
Asking to be combined dim fragments meantB
To be united in some wondrous wholeB
Imperfect qualities throughout creationL
Suggesting some one creature yet to makeI2
Some point where all those scattered rays should meetB
Convergent in the faculties of manL
Power neither put forth blindly nor controlledB
Calmly by perfect knowledge to be usedB
At risk inspired or checked by hope and fearA2
Knowledge not intuition but the slowB
Uncertain fruit of an enhancing toilB
Strengthened by love love not serenely pureA2
But strong from weakness like a chance sown plantB
Which cast on stubborn soil puts forth changed budsB
And softer stains unknown in happier climesB
Love which endures and doubts and is oppressedB
And cherished suffering much and much sustainedB
And blind oft failing yet believing loveD2
A half enlightened often chequered trustB
Hints and previsions of which facultiesB
Are strewn confusedly everywhere aboutB
The inferior natures and all lead up higherA2
All shape out dimly the superior raceB
The heir of hopes too fair to turn out falseB
And man appears at last So far the sealB
Is put on life one stage of being completeB
One scheme wound up and from the grand resultB
A supplementary reflux of lightB
Illustrates all the inferior grades explainsB
Each back step in the circle Not aloneL
For their possessor dawn those qualitiesB
But the new glory mixes with the heavenL
And earth man once descried imprints for everA2
His presence on all lifeless things the windsB
Are henceforth voices wailing or a shoutB
A querulous mutter or a quick gay laughO
Never a senseless gust now man is bornL
The herded pines commune and have deep thoughtsB
A secret they assemble to discussB
When the sun drops behind their trunks which glareA2
Like grates of hell the peerless cup afloatB
Of the lake lily is an urn some nymphZ3
Swims bearing high above her head no birdB
Whistles unseen but through the gaps aboveD2
That let light in upon the gloomy woodsB
A shape peeps from the breezy forest topA4
Arch with small puckered mouth and mocking eyeE
The morn has enterprise deep quiet droopsB
With evening triumph takes the sunset hourA2
Voluptuous transport ripens with the cornL
Beneath a warm moon like a happy faceB
And this to fill us with regard for manL
With apprehension of his passing worthL
Desire to work his proper nature outB
And ascertain his rank and final placeB
For these things tend still upward progress isB
The law of life man is not Man as yetB
Nor shall I deem his object served his endB
Attained his genuine strength put fairly forthL
While only here and there a star dispelsB
The darkness here and there a towering mindB
O'erlooks its prostrate fellows when the hostB
Is out at once to the despair of nightB
When all mankind alike is perfectedB
Equal in full blown powers then not till thenL
I say begins man's general infancyB
For wherefore make account of feverish startsB
Of restless members of a dormant wholeB
Impatient nerves which quiver while the bodyB
Slumbers as in a grave Oh long agoB
The brow was twitched the tremulous lids astirA2
The peaceful mouth disturbed half uttered speechB4
Ruffled the lip and then the teeth were setB
The breath drawn sharp the strong right hand clenched strongerA2
As it would pluck a lion by the jawD
The glorious creature laughed out even in sleepE3
But when full roused each giant limb awakeI2
Each sinew strung the great heart pulsing fastB
He shall start up and stand on his own earthL
Then shall his long triumphant march beginL
Thence shall his being date thus wholly rousedB
What he achieves shall be set down to himT
When all the race is perfected alikeI2
As man that is all tended to mankindB
And man produced all has its end thus farA2
But in completed man begins anewB
A tendency to God Prognostics toldB
Man's near approach so in man's self ariseB
August anticipations symbols typesB
Of a dim splendour ever on beforeA2
In that eternal circle life pursuesB
For men begin to pass their nature's boundB
And find new hopes and cares which fast supplantB
Their proper joys and griefs they grow too greatB
For narrow creeds of right and wrong which fadeB
Before the unmeasured thirst for good while peaceB
Rises within them ever more and moreA2
Such men are even now upon the earthL
Serene amid the half formed creatures roundB
Who should be saved by them and joined with themW
Such was my task and I was born to itB
Free as I said but now from much that chainsB
Spirits high dowered but limited and vexedB
By a divided and delusive aimZ2
A shadow mocking a realityB
Whose truth avails not wholly to disperseB
The flitting mimic called up by itselfF
And so remains perplexed and nigh put outB
By its fantastic fellow's wavering gleamY3
I from the first was never cheated thusB
I never fashioned out a fancied goodB
Distinct from man's a service to be doneL
A glory to be ministered untoB
With powers put forth at man's expense withdrawnL
From labouring in his behalf a strengthL
Denied that might avail him I cared notB
Lest his success ran counter to successB
Elsewhere for God is glorified in manL
And to man's glory vowed I soul and limbT
Yet constituted thus and thus endowedB
I failed I gazed on power till I grew blindB
Power I could not take my eyes from thatB
That only I thought should be preserved increasedB
At any risk displayed struck out at onceB
The sign and note and character of manL
I saw no use in the past only a sceneL
Of degradation ugliness and tearsB
The record of disgraces best forgottenL
A sullen page in human chroniclesB
Fit to erase I saw no cause why manL
Should not stand all sufficient even nowL
Or why his annals should be forced to tellB
That once the tide of light about to breakI2
Upon the world was sealed within its springI2
I would have had one day one moment's spaceB
Change man's condition push each slumbering claimZ2
Of mastery o'er the elemental worldB
At once to full maturity then rollB
Oblivion o'er the work and hide from manL
What night had ushered morn Not so dear childB
Of after days wilt thou reject the pastB
Big with deep warnings of the proper tenureA2
By which thou hast the earth for thee the presentB
Shall have distinct and trembling beauty seenL
Beside that past's own shade when in reliefW2
Its brightness shall stand out nor yet on theeB
Shall burst the future as successive zonesB
Of several wonder open on some spiritB
Flying secure and glad from heaven to heavenL
But thou shalt painfully attain to joyD
While hope and fear and love shall keep thee manL
All this was hid from me as one by oneL
My dreams grew dim my wide aims circumscribedB
As actual good within my reach decreasedB
While obstacles sprung up this way and thatB
To keep me from effecting half the sumG3
Small as it proved as objects mean withinL
The primal aggregate seemed even the leastB
Itself a match for my concentred strengthL
What wonder if I saw no way to shunL
Despair The power I sought for man seemed God'sB
In this conjuncture as I prayed to dieE
A strange adventure made me know one sinL
Had spotted my career from its upriseB
I saw Aprile my Aprile thereA2
And as the poor melodious wretch disburthenedE
His heart and moaned his weakness in my earA2
I learned my own deep error love's undoingI2
Taught me the worth of love in man's estateE
And what proportion love should hold with powerA2
In his right constitution love precedingI2
Power and with much power always much more loveD2
Love still too straitened in his present meansB
And earnest for new power to set love freeB
I learned this and supposed the whole was learnedE
And thus when men received with stupid wonderA2
My first revealings would have worshipped meB
And I despised and loathed their proffered praiseB
When with awakened eyes they took revengeD
For past credulity in casting shameZ2
On my real knowledge and I hated themW
It was not strange I saw no good in manL
To overbalance all the wear and wasteE
Of faculties displayed in vain but bornL
To prosper in some better sphere and whyE
In my own heart love had not been made wiseB
To trace love's faint beginnings in mankindE
To know even hate is but a mask of love'sB
To see a good in evil and a hopeC4
In ill success to sympathize be proudE
Of their half reasons faint aspirings dimT
Struggles for truth their poorest fallaciesB
Their prejudice and fears and cares and doubtsB
All with a touch of nobleness despiteE
Their error upward tending all though weakI2
Like plants in mines which never saw the sunL
But dream of him and guess where he may beB
And do their best to climb and get to himT
All this I knew not and I failed Let menL
Regard me and the poet dead long agoB
Who loved too rashly and shape forth a thirdE
And better tempered spirit warned by bothL
As from the over radiant star too madE
To drink the life springs beamless thence itselfF
And the dark orb which borders the abyssB
Ingulfed in icy night might have its courseB
A temperate and equidistant worldE
Meanwhile I have done well though not all wellB
As yet men cannot do without contemptE
'T is for their good and therefore fit awhileB
That they reject the weak and scorn the falseB
Rather than praise the strong and true in meB
But after they will know me If I stoopD4
Into a dark tremendous sea of cloudE
It is but for a time I press God's lampE4
Close to my breast its splendour soon or lateE
Will pierce the gloom I shall emerge one dayE
You understand me I have said enoughL2
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FestusB
Now die dear AureoleB
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ParacelsusB
Festus let my handE
This hand lie in your own my own true friendE
Aprile Hand in hand with you AprileB
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FestusB
And this was ParacelsusB

Robert Browning



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