Porphyrion Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
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O from the dungeon of this flesh to break | B |
At last and to have peace '' Porphyrion cried | C |
Inly tormented as with pain he toiled | D |
Before his dwelling in the Syrian noon | E |
The desert idly echoing answered him | F |
Had not the desert peace All empty stood | G |
That region the swept mansion of the wind | H |
Pillars of skyey rock encompassed it | I |
Afar there was no voice nor any sound | J |
Of living creature but from morn to eve | K |
Silence abounding that o'erflowed the air | L |
And the waste sunshine and on stone and herb | M |
The tinge and odour of neglected time | N |
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Yet into vacancy the troubled heart | O |
Brings its own fullness and Porphyrion found | J |
The void a prison and in the silence chains | P |
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He in the unripe fervour of sweet youth | Q |
Hearing a prophet's cry had fled from mirth | R |
And revel to assuaging solitude | S |
He turned from soft entreaties he unwound | J |
The arms that would have stayed him he denied | C |
His friends and cast the garland from his brow | T |
Pangs of diviner hunger urged him forth | U |
Into the wild for ever there to lose | V |
Love hate and wrath and fleshly tyrannies | W |
And madness of desire tumultuous life | X |
Full of sweet peril thronged with rich alarms | Y |
Dismayed his soul too suddenly revealed | Z |
And far into the wilderness from face | A2 |
And feet of men he fled by memory fierce | B2 |
Pursued till in the impenetrable hills | C2 |
He deemed at last to have discovered peace | D2 |
Three years amid the wilderness he dwelt | E2 |
In solitary pure aspiring turned | F2 |
Toward the immortal Light that all the stars | G2 |
Outshines and the frail shadow of our death | H2 |
Consumes for ever and sustains the sun | I2 |
The voiceless days in pious order flowed | J2 |
Calm as the gliding shadow of a cloud | K2 |
On Lebanon morn followed after morn | L2 |
Like the still coming of a stream his mind | H |
Was habited in silence like a robe | M2 |
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Then gradually mutinous quenched youth | Q |
Swelled up again within him hard to tame | N2 |
For like that secret Asian wave that drinks | O2 |
The ever running rivers and holds all | P2 |
In jealous wells so had the desert drunk | Q2 |
All his young thoughts wishes and idle tears | R2 |
Nor any sigh returned but in his breast | S2 |
Sweet yearnings and the thousand needs that live | T2 |
Upon the touch of others impulses | U2 |
Quick as dim buds are to the rain and light | V2 |
Falterings and leanings backward after joy | W2 |
And dewy flowerings in the heart that make | B |
Life fragrant were all sealed and frozen up | X2 |
Now at calm evening the just waving boughs | Y2 |
Of the lone tree began to trouble him | F |
Almost he had arisen following swift | Z2 |
As after beckoning hands Now every dawn | A3 |
At once disrobed him of tranquillity | Z2 |
Fever had taken him and he was wrought | Z2 |
Into perpetual strangeness visited | Z2 |
By rumours and bright hauntings from the world | Z2 |
And now the noon intolerable grew | B3 |
The very rock hanging about him seemed | Z2 |
To listen for his footfall and the stream | C3 |
Commented whispering to the rushes Ah | D3 |
The little lizard blinking in the sun | I2 |
Was spying on his soul A terror ran | E3 |
Into his veins and he cried out aloud | Z2 |
And heard his own voice ringing in the air | L |
A sound to start at echoing fearfully | P2 |
He paced with fingers clenched with knotted brow | T |
He cast himself upon the ground to feel | P2 |
His wild breast nearer the impassive earth | R |
So far away in peace but all in vain | F3 |
And springing up he cast swift eyes around | Z2 |
Like a sore hunted creature that must seek | G3 |
A path to fly alas from his own thoughts | H3 |
What outer wilderness shall harbour him | F |
Then after many idle purposes | I3 |
And such vain wringing of the hands as use | J3 |
Men slowly overtaken by despair | L |
He sought in toil last refuge to forget | Z2 |
And he began to labour at the plot | Z2 |
Before his rocky cell digging the soil | P2 |
With patience and the sweat was on his brow | T |
All the lone day he toiled until at last | Z2 |
He rested heavy on the spade and bowed | Z2 |
His head upon his hands a shadow lay | P2 |
Beneath him and deep silence all around | Z2 |
The silence seized him As a man who feels | K3 |
Some eye upon him unperceived he turned | Z2 |
His head in fear and lo a little sound | Z2 |
Among the reeds like laughter mocked at him | F |
And he discerned bright eyes in ambush hid | Z2 |
Beyond the bushes and he heard distinct | Z2 |
A song borne to him with the clapping hands | L3 |
Of banqueters an old song heard afresh | M3 |
That melted quivering in his heart and woke | N3 |
Delicious memory all his senses hung | O3 |
To listen when that voice sang to his soul | P2 |
Then fearfully aware he shuddered back | P3 |
Yet could not shake the music from his ears | Q3 |
He cast the spade down with quick beating heart | Z2 |
And sought that voice whence came it but the reeds | R3 |
In the soft running stream were motionless | S3 |
The bushes vacant all the valley dumb | T3 |
And clear upon the yellowed region burned | Z2 |
Evening serene Then his sore troubled heart | Z2 |
With a tumultuous surging in his breast | Z2 |
Heaved to the calm heaven in a bitter cry | A |
I have no strength I have no refuge more | U3 |
Father ere thou forsake me send me peace '' | - |
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Scarce had the sun into his furnace drawn | A3 |
The western hills whose molten peaks shot far | V3 |
Over the wide waste region fiery rays | W3 |
When swiftly Night descended with her stars | G2 |
And lo upon this wrought unhappy spirit | Z2 |
At last out of the darkness raining mild | Z2 |
In precious dew upon the desert peace | D2 |
Incredibly descended with the night | Z2 |
He stood immersed in the sweet falling hush | X3 |
Over him liquid gloom quivered with stars | G2 |
Appearing endlessly as each its place | A2 |
Remembered and in order tranquil shone | Y3 |
Easily all his fever was allayed | Z2 |
And as a traveller strained against a storm | Z3 |
That meets him buffeting the mountain side | Z2 |
Suddenly entering a deep hollow finds | A4 |
Magical ease over his nerves and thinks | O2 |
He never tasted stillness till that hour | B4 |
So eager he surrendered and relaxed | Z2 |
His will persuaded sweetly beyond hope | C4 |
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Tranquil at last his solitary cell | P2 |
He entered and a taper lit that shed | Z2 |
Upon rude arches and deep shadowed walls | D4 |
A clearness tempering all with gentle beam | C3 |
Then he that with such anguish of desire | B4 |
Had supplicated peace now peace was come | T3 |
Of all forgetful save of his strange joy | W2 |
That dear guest in his bosom entertained | Z2 |
From trouble and from the stealing steps of time | N |
Sequestered housed within a blissful mood | Z2 |
Of contemplation like a sacred shrine | E4 |
And poured his soul out into gratitude | Z2 |
Released how long there was no tongue to tell | P2 |
Nor was himself aware no warning voice | F4 |
Admonished and the great stars altered heaven | I2 |
Unnoted and the hours moved over him | F |
When on his ear and slowly into his soul | P2 |
Deliciously distilling stole a sigh | A |
O like the blossoming of peace it seemed | Z2 |
Or like an odour heard or as the air | L |
Had mirrored his own yearning joy in speech | G4 |
A whisper wandering out of Paradise | H4 |
Porphyrion Porphyrion '' Like a wind | Z2 |
Shaking a tree that whisper shook his heart | Z2 |
Keen to reality enkindled now | T |
His inmost fibre was aware of all | P2 |
Vast night and the unpeopled wilderness | S3 |
Around him silent in that solitude | Z2 |
Himself and near to him a human sigh | A |
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Immediately the faint voice called again | I4 |
'Thou only in this perilous wilderness | S3 |
Hast found a refuge ah for pity's sake | B |
Open It is a woman weak and lost | Z2 |
In this great darkness that importunes thee '' | - |
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Then with a beating heart Porphyrion spoke | N3 |
O woman I have made my soul a vow | T |
To look upon a human face no more '' | - |
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'Yet in some corner might I rest my limbs | J4 |
That are so weary with much wandering | K4 |
And thou be unhurt by the sight of me '' | - |
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Sweet was the voice doubting he answered slow | P2 |
'Thou troublest me I know not who thou art | Z2 |
That com'st so strangely and I fear thy voice | F4 |
What wouldst thou with me Enter but my face | A2 |
Seek not to meet '' Then he unclosed the door | U3 |
But turned aside and knelt apart and strove | L4 |
Again to enter the sweet house of peace | D2 |
Yet his heart listened as with hurried feet | Z2 |
The woman entered and he heard her sigh | A |
Like one that after peril breathes secure | M4 |
Now the more fixedly he prayed his will | P2 |
Was fervent to be lost in holy calm | N4 |
So hardly new recovered but his ear | O4 |
Yearned for each gentle human sound the stir | B4 |
Of garments moving hand or heaving breast | Z2 |
Amid his prayer he questioned who is this | P4 |
That wanders in this wilderness alone | Y3 |
And as he thought the faint voice came to him | F |
'I hunger '' Then as men do in a dream | C3 |
Obeying without will he sought and found | Z2 |
Food from his store and brought and gave to her | B4 |
But as he gave he touched her on the hand | Z2 |
He looked at unawares then turned away | P2 |
And dared with venturing eyes to look again | I4 |
And when he had looked he could not look elsewhere | L |
O what an unknown sweetness troubled him | F |
He gazed and as wine blushes through a cup | X2 |
Of water slowly in sure winding coils | Q4 |
Of crimson the pale solitude of his soul | P2 |
Was filled and flushed and he was born anew | B3 |
Instantly he forgot all his despair | L |
And anguished supplications after peace | D2 |
Not peace but to be filled with this strange joy | W2 |
He pined for while that lovely miracle | P2 |
His eyes possessed nor wonder wanted more | U3 |
At last his breast heaved and he found a voice | F4 |
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Mystery speak O once again refresh | M3 |
My famished ear with thy sweet syllables | R4 |
Thou comest from the desert night all bloom | S4 |
I fear to look away lest thou shouldst fade | Z2 |
Art thou too moulded out of simple earth | R |
As I or only visitest my sight | Z2 |
Deluding Ah Delusion breathe again | I4 |
The music of thy voice into my soul '' | - |
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As if a rose had sprung within his cell | P2 |
And magically opened odorous leaves | T4 |
So felt he as she raised her eyes on him | F |
And spoke 'Hast thou forgotten then so soon | E |
Hast thou not vowed never again to look | U4 |
On face of woman or of man Remember | B4 |
Ere it be lost thy vow thy treasured vow | T |
O turn away thy wonder wounded eyes | V4 |
Call back thy rashly wandering looks unsay | V4 |
Thy words and this frail image from thy breast | Z2 |
Lock harshly out Defend thy soul with prayers | V4 |
Nor hazard for a dream thy holy calm | N4 |
Lest thou repent and this joy shatter thee '' | - |
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While thus she spoke the stirring of her soul | P2 |
Even as a breeze is seen upon a pool | P2 |
Appeared upon her face Like the pale flower | B4 |
Of darkness the sweet moon that dazzles first | Z2 |
And then delights unfolding more and more | U3 |
Her beauty shining full of histories | V4 |
On the dark world upon Porphyrion now | T |
She shone and he was lifted into air | L |
Such as immortals breathe who dwell in light | Z2 |
Of memory beginningless and hope | C4 |
Endless and joy old and forever fresh | M3 |
He heard yet heard not and still gazing sighed | Z2 |
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Pour on delicious Music in my ears | V4 |
Thy sweetness for I parch I am athirst | Z2 |
Three years have I been vacant of all joy | W2 |
Have mocked my sense with famine and the sound | Z2 |
Of wind and reed but in thy voice is bliss | V4 |
How am I changed since I have looked on thee | W4 |
Thou art not dream Yet if a vision only | W4 |
Tell me not yet suffer me still to brim | F |
My sight to overflowing to rejoice | V4 |
My heart to melting even to despair | L |
Thou art not dream Yet tell me what thou art | Z2 |
That in this desert venturest so deep '' | - |
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'Seek not '' she answered 'what I am nor whence | V4 |
I come in destiny perhaps my hand | Z2 |
Was stretched toward thee and my way prepared | Z2 |
Only rejoice that thou didst not refuse | V4 |
Help to the helpless and hast succoured me '' | - |
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As the awakened earth beholds the sun | I2 |
Her saviour when his beam delivers her | B4 |
From icy prison and that annual fear | X4 |
Of death Porphyrion in his bosom felt | Z2 |
Pangs of recovered ecstasy old thoughts | V4 |
Made young and sweet desires bursting his heart | Z2 |
Like the fresh bursting of a thousand leaves | V4 |
Uplifted into rapture he exclaimed | Z2 |
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O full of bliss out of the empty world | Z2 |
That comest wondrous I will ask no more | U3 |
Enough that thou art here that I behold | Z2 |
Thy face and in thee mirrored all the world | Z2 |
Created newly Eyes my oracles | V4 |
What days what years of wonder ye foretell | P2 |
As in a dewdrop all the morning shines | V4 |
I see in you time glorious grief refreshed | Z2 |
And Fate undone '' 'Seest thou only this '' | - |
She said and earnestly regarded him | F |
'Art thou so eager after joy Yet think | Y4 |
In what a boundless wilderness of time | N |
We wander brief Art thou so swift to taste | Z2 |
Of thy mortality Yet I am come | T3 |
To bring thee tidings out of every sea | W4 |
Not pearls alone but shipwrecks in the night | Z2 |
Unsuccoured and disastrous luring fires | V4 |
And tossings infinite and peril strange | Z4 |
O wilt thou dare embark Dost thou not dread | Z2 |
This ocean in whose murmur seems delight | Z2 |
Will even thy hunger drive thee through the waves | V4 |
To bliss I look on thee and see the joy | W2 |
Rise up within thy bosom and I fear | X4 |
So fragile is this sweetness and so vast | Z2 |
The world O venturous glad voyager | B4 |
Be sure of all thy courage for I see | W4 |
Far off the cloud of sorrow and bright spears | V4 |
And dirges and joy changed from what it seemed | Z2 |
Art thou still fervent O impetuous one | I2 |
Still hastest thou to fly tranquillity '' | - |
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But he on whom she looked with those deep eyes | V4 |
Of bright compassion answered undismayed | Z2 |
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Let me drink deep of this fountain of bliss | V4 |
Speak not of mortal fear speak not of pain | F3 |
Thou painest but with joy Thou art all joy | W2 |
And in the world I have no joy but thee | W4 |
O that I had the wasted days once more | U3 |
Since to this idle barren wilderness | V4 |
I fled in fear of the tumultuous world | Z2 |
Enamoured of the silence here I dreamed | Z2 |
In lonely prayer to satiate my soul | P2 |
But now I want Rain on my thirsty heart | Z2 |
Thy charm and by so much as was my loss | V4 |
By so much more enrich me I have stript | Z2 |
My days imprisoned wandering desires | V4 |
Made of my mind a jealous solitude | Z2 |
Pruned overrunning thoughts and rooted up | X2 |
Delight and the vain weeds of memory | W4 |
Imagining far off to capture peace | V4 |
Blind fool But O no let me rather praise | V4 |
Foreseeing Fate that kept so fast a watch | |
Over my bliss and of my heart prepared | Z2 |
A wilderness to bloom with only thee '' | - |
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Even now he would embrace her but awhile | P2 |
She with delaying gesture stayed him still | P2 |
Wistfully doubting and perusing well | P2 |
His inmost gaze and his adoring heart | Z2 |
As from bright water on some early morn | L2 |
Under a beautiful dim branching tree | W4 |
A gleam floats up among the leaves and sends | V4 |
Light into darkness wavering from the light | Z2 |
Of his enraptured face a radiance shone | Y3 |
Into the mystery of her eyes at last | Z2 |
To his warm being she resigned her soul | P2 |
She on his heart inscribed for evermore | U3 |
Her look in that deep moment and her love | |
At unawares this trembled from her lips | V4 |
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O joyful spirit I too have need of thee '' | - |
And now he seemed to fold her in his arms | V4 |
And on the mouth to kiss her close to him | F |
Surely her swimming eyes were dim with love | |
Her lips against him murmured tenderly | W4 |
And her cheek touched his own yet even now | T |
Even as her bosom swelled within his arms | V4 |
As like the inmost richness of a rose | V4 |
Wounding the perfume of her soul breathed up | X2 |
An insupportable joy into his brain | F3 |
Even now alas faltering in ecstasy | W4 |
His arms were emptied back he sank despair | L |
Drowned him upon his sense the darkness closed | Z2 |
And with a cry lost in a cloud he fell | P2 |
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Book II | A |
Slumber these desolated senses guard | Z2 |
With silence interposed and dimness kind | Z2 |
While in tumultuous ebb joy and dismay | P2 |
Murmur re gathering their surge afar | V3 |
Idle thou liest Porphyrion and o'erthrown | F3 |
By violent bliss into a trance as deep | |
Yet even in thy trance thou takest vows | V4 |
Thou burnest with a dedicated fire | B4 |
And thou canst be no more what thou hast been | F3 |
A rebel thou wert in strong bonds who now | F3 |
Art chosen and consenting and prepared | Z2 |
Is all thy path that no more leads to peace | V4 |
But to repining fever pain so dear | X4 |
It will not be assuaged Awaiting thee | W4 |
Is all that Love of the deep heart requires | V4 |
The ecstasy the loss the hope the want | Z2 |
The prick of grief beneath the closed eyelid | Z2 |
Of him whom memory visits but not rest | Z2 |
The sweetness touched for ever perishing | K4 |
Out of the eager hands Invisibly | P2 |
Perhaps even now on thy unconscious cheek | G3 |
Thy Guide is gazing and to pity moved | Z2 |
He thy forgetful term gently extends | V4 |
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At last from heavily unclouding sleep | |
Porphyrion stirs dimly over his brain | F3 |
Returns the noon and opens wide his eyes | V4 |
Some moments by the veiling sense of use | V4 |
Delayed in wonder troubled he starts up | X2 |
Instantly he remembered and all changed | Z2 |
Appeared his cell the silence and the light | Z2 |
She whom his heart had need of was not there | L |
And eager from his dwelling he came forth | U |
If there were sign of her But all was still | P2 |
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Suspended over the forsaken land | Z2 |
The sun stood motionless and palsied Time | N |
Helpless to urge his congregated hours | V4 |
Leaned heavy on the mountain the steep noon | F3 |
Had all the cool shade into fire devoured | Z2 |
Then quailed Porphyrion Lost was his new joy | W2 |
An apparition frail as a bright flame | N2 |
Seen in the sun irrevocably lost | Z2 |
The old thoughts that so long had sheltered him | F |
The fear that presaging the heavy world | Z2 |
Makes wail the newborn child he now a man | F3 |
Thrice competent to suffer felt afresh | M3 |
To cruel truth re born a naked soul | P2 |
Now he had eyes to see and ears to hear | O4 |
And knew at last he was alone the sky | A |
Absorbed he saw the earth with absent face | V4 |
The water murmuring only to the reeds | V4 |
Unconscious rock and sun contented sand | Z2 |
And even as within him keener rose | V4 |
Longing unloosed so much the heavier grew | B3 |
The intensity of solitude around | Z2 |
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Melancholy had planned her palace here | O4 |
Dead columns to support the burning sky | A |
For living senses insupportable | P2 |
She made and ample barrenness wherein | F3 |
To ponder of defeated spirits quenched | Z2 |
Desire o'ertaken hope courage undone | F3 |
Implored oblivion and rejected joy | W2 |
Nor this alone but idleness so vast | Z2 |
As even the stormiest enterprise becalmed | Z2 |
Till it was trivial to advance one foot | Z2 |
Beyond the other rashness to provoke | N3 |
An echo where if ever man could laugh | |
Laughter had seemed the end of vanity | Z2 |
Were not a vanity more vain in tears | V4 |
For from the blown dust to the extremest hills | V4 |
Audible silence that sustained despair | L |
A ceiling over all immovable | P2 |
Presided and the desert nourishing | K4 |
That silence listened jealous of a sound | Z2 |
Younger than her unageing solitude | Z2 |
The desert that was old when earth was young | O3 |
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Wailing into the silence that rang back | P3 |
A wounded cry to the unhearkening ear | O4 |
Of the austere ravines perhaps not strange | Z4 |
The youth in that vain region stood and cast | Z2 |
Hither and thither seeking his sad eyes | V4 |
Out of the dreadful light to his dim cell | P2 |
He fled for refuge Here he had possessed | Z2 |
Joy for a brief space here She looked on him | F |
Here had her heart beat in her bosom close | V4 |
Against his own Her voice was in his ear | O4 |
And suddenly his soul was quieted | Z2 |
Surely the visitation of such spirits | V4 |
Comes not of chance he murmured but of truth | Q |
Surely this was the shadow of some light | Z2 |
That shines the odour of some flower that blooms | V4 |
And far off mid the great world dwells in flesh | M3 |
That blissful spirit and bears a human name | N2 |
If she be far yet have I all my days | V4 |
For seeking and no other joy on earth | R |
I will arise and seek her through the world | Z2 |
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With this resolve impassioned and inspired | Z2 |
His thoughts were bright and his hot bosom calmed | Z2 |
Sweet was it to behold that radiant goal | P2 |
Though far and hazardous and wide the way | P2 |
The greatness of his quest found answer in him | F |
Of greatness and the thousand teasing cares | V4 |
That swarm upon perplexity flew off | |
Gladly against his journey he prepared | Z2 |
His pilgrim's need and laid him down and slept | Z2 |
And ere the dawn with scrip and staff arose | V4 |
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Now at his door irrevocably free | Z2 |
Before the unknown world spread dim and vast | Z2 |
He stood and pondered gazing forth which way | P2 |
To follow and what distant city or vale | P2 |
Held his desire but pondering he was drawn | F3 |
Forth by some secret impulse he obeyed | Z2 |
Not doubting toward the places of his youth | Q |
He turned his face toward the high mountain slopes | V4 |
Of the dim west and Antioch and the sea | Z2 |
Up the long valley by the glimmering stream | C3 |
He went and over him the stars grew pale | P2 |
Cliffs upon either hand in darkness plunged | Z2 |
Built up a shadow but far off in front | Z2 |
Invaded by the first uncertain beam | C3 |
Mountain on mountain like a cloud arose | V4 |
He seemed ascending some old Titan stair | L |
That led up to the sky by great degrees | V4 |
In the vast dawn he journeyed eagerly | Z2 |
Foot keeping pace with thought for his full heart | Z2 |
Tarried not but was with its happy goal | P2 |
One face one form one vision one desire | B4 |
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Due onward over the unending hills | V4 |
He held his way and the warm morning sprang | |
Behind him and a less impatient speed | Z2 |
Drove his feet onward In the midday heat | Z2 |
He rested weary and relaxing thought | Z2 |
Had leisure to perceive where he had come | T3 |
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Burning beneath the solitary noon | F3 |
All round him rose rock upon rock o'erhung | |
A fiery silence undefended now | F3 |
By clouding grief nor in illusion armed | Z2 |
He to the heavy lure all open lay | P2 |
That from this mortal desolation breathed | Z2 |
Out of his heart he sought to summon up | X2 |
The vision but it fled before his thought | Z2 |
Only the hot blank everywhere opposed | Z2 |
His spirit and the silent mountain wall | P2 |
Like one on whom the fear of blindness comes | V4 |
For whom the sun begins to fall from heaven | F3 |
And the ground darkens he rose up and fled | Z2 |
Grasping his staff and fearful now to pause | V4 |
In that death breathing region onward ran | F3 |
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Yet was not peril past He had not come | T3 |
Far when his agitated eyes beheld | Z2 |
Amid the uneven crumbling ground a stone | F3 |
Square hewn and edgeways fallen and he knew | B3 |
That he had come where men long since had been | F3 |
And as he lifted up his eyes all round | Z2 |
Were massy granite pillars half o'erthrown | F3 |
Propping the air and yellow marble shone | F3 |
Dimly inscribed fragments of maimed renown | F3 |
Over the ruined region he stole on | F3 |
Threading the interrupted clue of roads | V4 |
That led all to oblivion trenches choked | Z2 |
With weed and old mounds heaped on idle gold | Z2 |
And now Porphyrion paused inhaling fast | Z2 |
Odours of buried fame as in a dream | C3 |
All that remote dead city and her brisk streets | V4 |
Repeopled and for mountain battle armed | Z2 |
He apprehended The deep wave of time | N |
Subsiding had disclosed englutted wrecks | V4 |
Which now so long slept idle that they seemed | Z2 |
To emulate the agelessness of earth | R |
Did not the fondness of mortality | Z2 |
Still haunt them and a kind of youth forlorn | F3 |
As if the Desert their brief fable man | F3 |
Indulging from austerest indolence | V4 |
Forbore a just disdain Porphyrion | F3 |
With beating pulses and with running blood | Z2 |
Alone on ashes perishably breathed | Z2 |
As he who treads the uncertain lava fears | V4 |
Each moment that his rash foot may awaken | F3 |
Fire from beneath him from that sepulchre | B4 |
Of smouldering ages fearfully he fled | Z2 |
And sometimes he looked backward lest his feet | Z2 |
Startle a shadowy population up | X2 |
In the deserted sunlight faces stern | F3 |
Of fleshless kings to claim him for their own | F3 |
So frail appeared the heaving of his breath | H2 |
So brief his pace so idle his desire | B4 |
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At last beyond the scarred gray walls he came | N2 |
And gladly found the savage rock once more | B4 |
Beneath him nor yet dared to rest or pause | V4 |
But onward pressed over the winding sides | V4 |
Of pathless valleys where an echoing stream | C3 |
Ran far below and ridges desolate | Z2 |
He climbed and under precipices huge | |
And down the infinite spread slopes made way | P2 |
The eagle steering in the upper winds | V4 |
As balanced out of sight his eye surveyed | Z2 |
From white Palmyra to Damascus flushed | Z2 |
Among faint shining streams saw him afar | B4 |
Journey a shadow never wearying | |
From hour to hour until at last the hills | V4 |
Less steep opposed him toward the distant plains | V4 |
Declining in great uplands dimly rolled | Z2 |
Here were few stubborn trees by sunset now | F3 |
With sullen glory lighted rich till night | Z2 |
Rose in the east and hooded the bare world | Z2 |
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Porphyrion had ascended a last ridge | |
Of many and his eyes gazed out afar | B4 |
On boundless country darkening he lay down | F3 |
At last full weary the keen foreign air | B4 |
Filled his delighted nostril and his heart | Z2 |
Was soothed As on a troubled mere at night | Z2 |
Wind ceases and the gentle evening brings | V4 |
Beauty to that vext mirror and all fresh | M3 |
In perfect images the lost returns | V4 |
Serenely in his bosom rose anew | F3 |
The vision somewhere in that distant world | Z2 |
He mused is she and there is all my joy | W2 |
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But evening now before his gazing eyes | V4 |
Receded dim until the whole wide earth | R |
Appeared a cloud Then in the gloom a dread | Z2 |
Came whispering and hope faltered in his breast | Z2 |
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O if the great world be but fantasy | V4 |
Raised by the deep enchantment of desire | B4 |
And melt before my coming like a cloud '' | - |
Parleying with the ghost of fear yet still | P2 |
Cherishing his thought's treasure he resigned | Z2 |
His senses to the huge and empty night | Z2 |
When on the infinite horizon lo | P2 |
Sending a herald clearness upward stole | P2 |
Tranquil and vast over the world the moon | F3 |
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Delicately as when a sculptor charms | V4 |
The ignorant clay to liberate his dream | C3 |
Out of the yielding dark with subtle ray | P2 |
And imperceptible touch she moulded hill | P2 |
And valley beauteous undulation mild | Z2 |
Inlaid with silver estuary and stream | C3 |
Until her solid world created shines | V4 |
Before her and the hearts of men with peace | V4 |
That is not theirs disquiets peopled now | F3 |
Is her dominion she in far off towns | V4 |
Has lighted clear a long awaited lamp | |
For many a lover or set an end to toil | P2 |
Or terribly invokes the brazen lip | |
Of trumpets blown to Fate where men besieged | Z2 |
For desperate sally buckle their bright arms | V4 |
All these that the cheered wanderer on his height | Z2 |
In fancy sees the lover's secret kiss | V4 |
The mirth flushed faces thronging through the streets | V4 |
And ships upon the glimmering wave and flowers | V4 |
In sleeping gardens and encounters fierce | V4 |
And revellers with lifted cups and men | F3 |
In prison bowed that move not for their chains | V4 |
And sacred faces of the newly dead | Z2 |
All with a mystery of gentle light | Z2 |
She visits and in her deep charm includes | V4 |
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Book III | A |
Dawn in the ancient heavens over the earth | R |
Shone up but in Porphyrion's bosom rose | V4 |
A brighter dawn the early ray that touched | Z2 |
His slumber woke the new unfathomed need | Z2 |
Fallen from radiant night into his soul | P2 |
That thirsted still for beauty for that joy | W2 |
Beyond possession ever flying far | B4 |
From our dim utterance beauty causing tears | V4 |
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He stretched his arms out to the golden sun | F3 |
His glorious kin impetuously glad | Z2 |
And with a rial morning journeyed on | F3 |
O'er valley and o'er hill The second dawn | F3 |
Found him far travelled over pastoral lands | V4 |
Where from the shepherds' lonely huts a smoke | |
Went up or some white shrine gleamed on a height | Z2 |
Soon the dark ranging and unchanging pines | V4 |
Yielded to ash and chestnut O how fair | B4 |
Their perishable leaf Porphyrion knew | F3 |
That some great city neared him and his pace | V4 |
Grew eager climbing a soft crested hill | P2 |
In expectation yet all unprepared | Z2 |
At last upon his eye the prospect broke | |
Dawning serene and endlessly unrolled | Z2 |
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There lay the city there embodied hope | C4 |
Rose to outmatch desire he cried aloud | Z2 |
Taken with joy so irresistible | P2 |
That he must seize a sapling by the stem | |
To uphold him and in ardent silence gazed | Z2 |
Solitary heaven strown with vast white clouds | V4 |
Moved toward him over the abounding land | Z2 |
A land of showers a land of quivering trees | V4 |
A land of youth lovely and full of sap | |
Upon whose border trembled the wide sea | V4 |
Young were the branches round him in fresh leaf | |
Luminously shaded the arriving winds | V4 |
Broke over him in soft a rial surge | |
For him the grass was glittering the far cloud | Z2 |
Loosened her faltering tresses of dim rain | F3 |
And broad Orontes interrupted shone | F3 |
But mid that radiant amphitheatre | B4 |
He saw but the far city thither ran | F3 |
His gaze and rested on her in a bloom | S4 |
Of distant air apparelled while his heart | Z2 |
Beat at the thought of what she held for him | F |
Bright Antioch From the endless ocean wave | |
Gliding the sunbeam broke upon her towers | V4 |
A moment gleaming white then into shade | Z2 |
Withdrawn until she seemed a thing of breath | H2 |
Created fair from whose far roofs arose | V4 |
Soft like an exhalation human joy | W2 |
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Clear as a pool to plunge in seemed the world | Z2 |
This blissful morn to him that thither gazed | Z2 |
Wondering until unconscious tears were wet | Z2 |
Upon his flushing cheek while he sent forth | U |
His eager thoughts flying to that sweet goal | P2 |
And conjuring wishes waved unknown delight | Z2 |
To come to him Already in dream arrived | Z2 |
Close to his ear the hum of those far streets | V4 |
He hears already sees the busy crowd | Z2 |
Pass and repass with laughter and with cries | V4 |
Meeting him children hand in hand from school | P2 |
Gleefully run and old men slow of step | |
Approach the mason pausing from his toil | P2 |
Under the plank's cool shadow looks at him | F |
Or with a negligent wonder glancing down | F3 |
Beautiful faces oh perhaps the face | V4 |
That to his fate he follows through the world | Z2 |
That deepest hope too dear to muse upon | F3 |
A moment filled him with a thrilling light | Z2 |
And as a bird alighting on a reed | Z2 |
Sprung straight and slender from a lonely stream | C3 |
Some idle morning delicately sways | V4 |
The mirrored stem and sings for perfect joy | W2 |
So musical alighted young desire | B4 |
Upon his heart that trembled like the reed | Z2 |
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Down from that height over delicious grass | V4 |
Amid the rocks amid the trees he sped | Z2 |
The browsing sheep upstarted in the sun | F3 |
Scared by his coming he ran on and tore | B4 |
A fresh leaf in his mouth or sang aloud | Z2 |
Out of his happy heart such keen delight | Z2 |
His eye was treasuring that welcomed all | P2 |
The variable blooms in the high grass | V4 |
Borage and mullein and the rust red plume | S4 |
Of sorrel and the sprinkled daisies white | Z2 |
Even the sap in the young bough he felt | Z2 |
Reach warmly up to the inviting sun | F3 |
As if his own blood by the spring renewed | Z2 |
Were theirs and budding leaves within his breast | Z2 |
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At last ere he perceived it he was close | V4 |
Upon the city walls through shading boughs | V4 |
Across a valley they rose populous | V4 |
With crowding towers and roofs of distant hum | T3 |
Then in the midst of joy he was afraid | Z2 |
So close to him the richness he desired | Z2 |
Dismayed his spirit that to doubt and fear | B4 |
Recoiling fell Not yet will I go up | X2 |
He thought but when the dark comes I will go | P2 |
Even as his purpose was relaxed his limbs | V4 |
To sudden heaviness surrendered down | F3 |
He laid him in sweet grass beside a pool | P2 |
Under a chestnut opposite a grove | L4 |
Of cypress and at once sleep fell on him | F |
Deep sleep that into dark unfathomed wells | V4 |
Plunges the spirit and with ignorance lost | Z2 |
Acquaints and inaccessible delight | Z2 |
And unborn beauty But meanwhile the noon | F3 |
Had ripened and grown pale in the soft sky | |
A gentle rain fell as the light declined | Z2 |
And the drops ceasing an unprisoned beam | C3 |
Out of a cloud flowed trembling o'er the grove | L4 |
And ran beside long shadows of the stems | V4 |
And lighted the dark underleaves and touched | Z2 |
The sleeper suddenly his cheek was warm | Z3 |
He stirred an arm and unrelaxing sighed | Z2 |
And now through crimsoned eyelids on his brain | F3 |
The full sun burned to wonder he awoke | |
Green over him in mystery o'erhung | |
Was dimness fluttered with a thousand rays | V4 |
Unfathomable green that living roof | |
A single stem upbore whose mighty swerve | |
Upward he followed till it branched abroad | Z2 |
In heaven and through the dark leaves shone remote | Z2 |
Smooth molten splendour the broad evening cloud | Z2 |
Porphyrion upon his elbow leaned | Z2 |
And hearkened for the trembling air was hushed | Z2 |
By hundred birds praising the peaceful light | Z2 |
Invisibly a wet drop from the leaf | |
Spilled glittering on his hand Then he reclined | Z2 |
Deep into joy absolved out of himself | |
The while the wind brought to him light attired | Z2 |
In fragrance and the breathing stillness seemed | Z2 |
Music asleep too lovely to be stirred | Z2 |
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As thus he drew into his pining heart | Z2 |
Such juices as make young the world and feed | Z2 |
The veins of spring as into one pure sense | V4 |
Embodied he was hearkening blissfully | V4 |
A sound came to him wonderful like pain | F3 |
With such a sweetness edged It was a voice | V4 |
A happy voice and toward it instantly | V4 |
The fibre of his flesh yearningly turned | Z2 |
Trembling as at a touch Then he arose | V4 |
Troubled he looked and in the grove beyond | Z2 |
That peaceful water lo a little band | Z2 |
Of youths and maidens under distant trees | V4 |
Departing one looked backward ere she went | Z2 |
And his heart cried within his breast awaked | Z2 |
Suddenly into blissful hope Alas | V4 |
With flutter of fair robes and mingled gay | |
Faint laughter down a bank out of his view | F3 |
They were all taken Pierced with sudden loss | V4 |
And kindled like a wild uncertain flame | N2 |
Into a hundred joyful wavering fears | V4 |
He gazed upon the empty grove the pool | P2 |
And the light brimming over on fresh grass | V4 |
And lonely stems but the bereaved bright scene | F3 |
No more rejoiced him Now to aid his wish | |
Swift night upon the fading west inclined | Z2 |
And he stole forward through the cypress gloom | S4 |
Toward Antioch Halting on a neighbour brow | F3 |
Afar off he beheld that company | V4 |
Even now under the dim gate entering in | F3 |
He followed and at last the darkened street | Z2 |
Received him wondering back among his kind | Z2 |
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Was ever haven like the dream of it | Z2 |
In peril or did ever feet attain | F3 |
Their goal but still a richer rose beyond | Z2 |
It was a festal night gay multitudes | V4 |
Came idly by and no man noted him | F |
His seeking gaze hither and thither drawn | F3 |
Roamed in a mirror of desires amazed | Z2 |
And found yet wanted more than it could find | Z2 |
Beauty he felt around him brushing near | B4 |
And joy in others seen but all to him | F |
Without the vision that his soul required | Z2 |
Was idle solitary was his heart | Z2 |
And full to breaking yet as wounds are dulled | Z2 |
To the frail sense he knew not yet his grief | |
For wonder clothed it through a veil he heard | Z2 |
And saw Thus wandering aimlessly he found | Z2 |
His feet upon a marble stair in face | V4 |
A porch rose issuing was a festal sound | Z2 |
That drew him onward out of the lone night | Z2 |
Halting upon the threshold he gazed in | F3 |
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Pillars in lovely parallel sustained | Z2 |
A roof of shadowed snow enkindled warm | Z3 |
From torches pedestalled in order bright | Z2 |
Amid whose brilliance at a banquet sat | Z2 |
Crowned with sweet garlands revellers and cups | V4 |
Lifted in laughing boisterous pledge or gazed | Z2 |
Earnest in joy on their proud paramours | V4 |
Pages with noiseless tripping feet had borne | F3 |
The feast aside and now the brimming wine | F3 |
From frosted flagons blushed and the spread board | Z2 |
Showed the soft cheek of apricot or glory | V4 |
Of orange burning from a dusk of leaves | V4 |
Cloven pomegranates brimmed with ruby cells | V4 |
Great melons purpling to the frosty core | B4 |
And mountain strawberries Beyond less bright | Z2 |
Was hung mysterious magnificence | V4 |
Of tapestry where with ever moving feet | Z2 |
A golden Triumph followed banners waved | Z2 |
O'er captive arms and slender trumpets blew | F3 |
To herald a calm hero charioted | Z2 |
Just when a music melted from above | |
Over the feasters flowed and softly fixed | Z2 |
The listening gaze and stilled the idle hand | Z2 |
Porphyrion entered all those faces flushed | Z2 |
Lights flowers and laughter and the trembling wine | F3 |
And hushing melody and happy fume | S4 |
Of the clear torches burning Indian balm | N4 |
Clouded his brain with sweetness like a waft | Z2 |
Of perished youth returned those wonders held | Z2 |
His eyes yet were as things he might not touch | |
And if he stretched his hand out they would fade | Z2 |
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Then he remembered whom he sought A pang | |
Disturbed him eager with bright eyes inspired | Z2 |
Through those that would have stayed his feet he stole | P2 |
Nearer to bliss They all regarded him | F |
Astonished in their joyful throng he seemed | Z2 |
An apparition darkly the long hair | B4 |
Hung on his shoulders and his form was frail | P2 |
Some cried then all were silent a strange want | Z2 |
Woke in their sated breasts and wonder dread | Z2 |
Troubled them whence had come and what required | Z2 |
This messenger unknown But he passed on | F3 |
And in each woman's face with questioning gaze | V4 |
Dazzled by nearer splendour looked and sought | Z2 |
Doubtful Already one whose arm was laid | Z2 |
Around the shoulder of her paramour | B4 |
Stayed him so deep into his heart she looked | Z2 |
Biting her pearly necklace in her robe | M2 |
Was moonlight shivering over purple seas | V4 |
Encountering their spirits parleyed then | F3 |
Unwillingly he drew his eyes away | |
Another clothed as in the fiery bloom | S4 |
Of cloud at evening changing o'er the sun | F3 |
Backward reclining under lids half closed | Z2 |
Gazed and a moment held him at her feet | Z2 |
Until at last one turned and dazzled him | F |
Of whose attire he knew not so her face | V4 |
With sun like glory drew him he approached | Z2 |
And she presiding beauteous and adored | Z2 |
Queen of that perfumed feast beckoned him on | F3 |
Her bosom heaved the music from her ears | V4 |
Faded and from her sated sense the glow | P2 |
Of empty mirth far lovelier were in him | F |
Sorrow and youth and wonder and desire | B4 |
Forward she leaned and showed a vacant place | V4 |
By her and he came near and sat him down | F3 |
Charm stricken also whispering Art thou she | V4 |
She said no word but to his shining eyes | V4 |
Answered and of the red pomegranate fruit | Z2 |
Gave him to eat and golden wine to drink | |
And with pale honeyed roses crowned his hair | B4 |
All marvelled and with murmur looked on him | F |
As high exalted over realms of joy | W2 |
He sat in glory and sweet incense breathed | Z2 |
Of that dominion riches in a cloud | Z2 |
Descending and before his feet prepared | Z2 |
The world in bloom and in his eyes the dream | C3 |
Of destiny excelled and rushing thoughts | V4 |
Radiant and beauty by his side enthroned | Z2 |
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Book IV | |
Love the sweet nourishing sun of human kind | Z2 |
Who with unquenchable fire inhabitest | Z2 |
Worlds that would fall into that happy death | H2 |
Out of their course were not their course so fixt | Z2 |
Who from the dark soil drawest up the plant | Z2 |
And the sweet leaves out of the naked tree | V4 |
Whose ardent air to taste and to enjoy | W2 |
All flesh desire even of bitter pangs | V4 |
Enamoured so that this intenser breath | H2 |
They breathe and one victorious moment taste | Z2 |
Life perfect over Fate and Time empowered | Z2 |
Leave him not desolate Love who to thy glory | V4 |
Is dedicated and for thee endures | V4 |
To look upon the dreadful grave of joy | W2 |
Knowing the lost is lost comfort him now | F3 |
Thy votary who by the pale sea shore | B4 |
In the young dawn paces uncomforted | Z2 |
Ah might not sweet embraces have assuaged | Z2 |
The fever which had burnt him honeyed mouth | |
And the close girdle of voluptuous arms | V4 |
Nor dimly fragrant hair have curtained him | F |
From memory Alas too new he came | N2 |
From love too recent from that ecstasy | V4 |
And memory mocked him under the cold stars | V4 |
With finished yet untasted pleasure sad | Z2 |
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Flying that fragrant lure unhappy soul | P2 |
By the dark shore he paces and his eyes | V4 |
The dawn delights not far off in the east | Z2 |
Discovering the sleeping world and men | F3 |
To all their tasks arousing while she strews | V4 |
Neglected roses on the unchanging hills | V4 |
And over the dim earth and wave unfolds | V4 |
Beauty but not the beauty he desires | V4 |
To her to her who in the desert touched | Z2 |
His spirit and unsealed his eyes and showed | Z2 |
Above a new earth a new sun and brought | Z2 |
His steps forth to this perilous rich world | Z2 |
Stirred with ineffable deep longing now | F3 |
He turned ev'n to behold her from afar | B4 |
To touch the hem of her apparel seemed | Z2 |
Sweeter ten thousandfold than absolute | Z2 |
Taste and possession of a lesser charm | |
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Where art thou '' cried he Ah dost thou behold | Z2 |
My desolation and not come to me | V4 |
O ere my sick heart all delight refuse | V4 |
Return appear Or say in what far land | Z2 |
Thou lingerest that I may seek thee out | Z2 |
And find thee without whom I have no peace | V4 |
Nor joy but wander aimless in a path | |
Barren and undetermined o'er the world | Z2 |
Wilt not thou make thy voice upon the wind | Z2 |
Float hither or in dew thy secret breathe | |
To answer my entreaty '' The still shore | B4 |
Was echoless unanswered that sad cry | B4 |
Warm on the wave the Syrian morning stole | P2 |
Out of suspended hazes the smooth sea | V4 |
Swelled into brilliance and subsiding hushed | Z2 |
The lonely shore with music such a calm | N4 |
As vexes the full heart inviting it | Z2 |
Flattered with sighing pause Porphyrion's ear | B4 |
The sea hungered his spirit he could not lift | Z2 |
His eyes from the arriving splendour calm | N4 |
Of those broad waters to their solemn chime | N |
Setting his grief and gradually vast | Z2 |
His longing opened to horizons wide | Z2 |
As the round ocean deep as the deep sea | V4 |
His heart and the unbounded earth his road | Z2 |
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That inward stream and dark necessity | V4 |
Which drives us onward in the way of Time | N |
Moved his uncertain hesitating soul | P2 |
Into its old course and his feet set firm | |
To tread their due path seeking over earth | R |
The Wonder that made idle all things else | V4 |
He raised his brow inhaling the wide air | B4 |
And the wind rose and his resolve was set | Z2 |
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Broad on the morrow hoisting to the sun | F3 |
Her sail a ship out of the harbour stands | V4 |
Bearing Porphyrion fervent to renew | F3 |
His lonely pilgrimage to fate his way | |
Committed and to guiding beams of heaven | F3 |
And careless whither bound so the remote | Z2 |
Irradiated circle ever fresh | M3 |
Glittering into infinity lead on | F3 |
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Soon the bright water and keen kiss of the air | B4 |
His clouded courage cleared uprising wind | Z2 |
Swelled the resisting sail and the prow felt | Z2 |
The supple press of water cleaving it | Z2 |
And the foam flashed and murmured hope again | F3 |
Rose tremulous to that music's buoyant note | Z2 |
Day pursued day on the blue deep and shores | V4 |
Sprang up and faded still his gaze was cast | Z2 |
Forward and followed that undying dream | C3 |
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Standing at last above a harbour strange | Z4 |
Inland he bent ever with questioning heart | Z2 |
Expectant and through wilderness and town | F3 |
Journeyed all summer nor could autumn tame | N2 |
That urging fire nor mid the gliding leaves | V4 |
Of bare December could hope fall from him | F |
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Ever a stranger roamed he nor had thought | Z2 |
To seek a home for him this vast desire | B4 |
Was home that fed his spirit and sheltered him | F |
From care and time and the perplexing world | Z2 |
For not beside an earthly hearth he deemed | Z2 |
To find her moving whom he sought though fair | B4 |
With human limbs and clothed in lovely flesh | M3 |
Rather some visitation swift and strange | Z4 |
His soul awaited When at evening's end | Z2 |
He rested and each fostered secret wish | |
Rose trembling when the dewy yellow moon | F3 |
Slowly on cypress gardens poured her light | Z2 |
And from the flowery gloom and whispering | |
Of leaves a hundred odours had released | Z2 |
Dimly he knew that she was wandering near | B4 |
A blissful presence scarce beyond the marge | |
Of his veiled senses in a world of beams | V4 |
Or journeying through the wild forest he saw | V4 |
Her passing robe pale mid the shadowy stems | V4 |
A moment shine before his quickened steps | V4 |
To leave him in the deep forsaken gloom | S4 |
Pining with throbbing breast and desolate eyes | V4 |
And once in the thronged market at hot noon | F3 |
Heard his name spoken and looked round on air | B4 |
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So visited so haunted he was led | Z2 |
Onward through many a city of the plain | F3 |
Till vaster grew the silence and far off | |
The noise of men and he began to climb | N |
Pastoral hills that into mountains rose | V4 |
Skyward with shelving ridges sloped between | F3 |
Long days apart And as he wound his way | |
Thither from crested town to town he heard | Z2 |
Rumours of war all round him men in arms | V4 |
Saw glittering in winding files and waved | Z2 |
Banners and trumpets blown But all to him | F |
Was distant borne from a far alien world | Z2 |
Where men in ignorant vain deeds embroiled | Z2 |
Lost the treasure of earth and all their soul | P2 |
Onward he kept his course nor recked of them | |
Riding the solitary forest ways | V4 |
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And now again it was the time of birth | R |
When the young year arises in the woods | V4 |
From sleep and tender leaves and the first flower | B4 |
Old thoughts were stirring in Porphyrion's breast | Z2 |
And old desires like old wounds flowed anew | F3 |
It was that hour of hesitating spring | |
When with expanded buds and widened heaven | F3 |
The heart swells into sadness wanting joy | W2 |
More ample and unnumbered longings reach | G4 |
Into a void as tendrils into air | B4 |
O now as never seemed he to have need | Z2 |
Of his beloved to be with her at last | Z2 |
To see her and embrace her with his arms | V4 |
And in her bosom find perpetual peace | V4 |
Scarcely aware of the bright leaves around | Z2 |
His path and heedless of his way he rode | Z2 |
With bridle slack and forward absent eyes | V4 |
When piercing his deep dream a groaning cry | B4 |
Smote on him he stayed still and from his horse | V4 |
Dismounted and the rough briar pushed aside | Z2 |
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Hard by the path amid the trodden grass | V4 |
And bloody brambles lay a wounded man | F3 |
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Friend fetch me water '' groaned he for I die | B4 |
The spring is near and I have crawled thus far | B4 |
But get no farther struggle how I may '' | - |
Quickly Porphyrion ran to where the spring | |
Gushed bubbling and fetched water and came back | |
The dying man drank deep and having drunk | |
Half rose upon his arm and eager asked | Z2 |
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How went the battle have we won or lost | Z2 |
I know not whether thou be friend or foe | |
But quick tell me I faint '' What sayest thou | F3 |
Of battles '' said Porphyrion I know not | Z2 |
Of what thou speakest and I fight for none '' | - |
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Faintly the other with upbraiding eyes | V4 |
Regarding him made answer Art thou young | |
And is the blood warm in thy body and yet | Z2 |
Thou wanderest idle But perhaps thy hand | Z2 |
Knows not the sword nor thou the ways of men '' | - |
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Then kindled at his heart Porphyrion spoke | |
I have no need of fighting yet my hand | Z2 |
Knows the sword and my youth was trained in arms '' | - |
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Take then this blade and bind my armour on | F3 |
For over yonder hill I think even now | F3 |
They fight there is our camp ah bid them come | T3 |
And bury Orophernes where he fell '' | - |
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Even with the word he sank back and expired | Z2 |
Youthful amid the soft green leaves of spring | |
That over his pale cheek and purple lips | V4 |
Waved shadowing Nearer than his inmost thought | Z2 |
Was then the silence to Porphyrion's heart | Z2 |
As heavily he rode bearing the sword | Z2 |
For token and the helmet on his brows | V4 |
He sought for his old thoughts and found them not | Z2 |
Even as when the sudden thunder breaks | V4 |
A brooding sky and the air chills and strange | Z4 |
The altered landscape shines in a cold light | Z2 |
And they that loitered hasten on and oft | Z2 |
Shiver in the untimely falling eve | |
So now on this irruption of the world | Z2 |
Followed a sadness and his thoughts were changed | Z2 |
And yearning chilled How idle seemed his hope | C4 |
How infinite his quest Before his mind | Z2 |
Life spread deserted vacant as a mist | Z2 |
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So mournful rode he when beyond a hill | P2 |
Whose height with hanging forest interposed | Z2 |
Shut off the sun he came into the light | Z2 |
Over against a valley broad that sloped | Z2 |
Before him and at once burst on him full | P2 |
All the glory of war and sounding arms | V4 |
He thought no more but gazed and gazed again | F3 |
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Dark in the middle of the plain beneath | |
An army moved against a city towered | Z2 |
Upon a distant eminence even now | F3 |
From the gate issued troops with others joined | Z2 |
New come to aid them and together ranked | Z2 |
Stood to encounter stern the foes' assault | Z2 |
These upon either wing had clouded horse | V4 |
In squadrons chafing like a river curbed | Z2 |
By the firm wind that meets it crest and hoof | |
Shone restless as the white wind thwarted waves | V4 |
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Lonely and loud a sudden trumpet blew | F3 |
And fierce a score of brazen throats replied | Z2 |
The sound redoubled in Porphyrion's soul | P2 |
And forward drew him he remembered now | F3 |
His errand In that instant the ripe war | B4 |
Broke like a tempest the great squadrons loosed | Z2 |
Shot forward glittering like a splendid wave | |
That rises out of shapeless gloom a form | Z3 |
Massy with dancing crest threatening and huge | |
And effortlessly irresistible | P2 |
Bursts on the black rocks turbulently abroad | Z2 |
Falling and roaring and re echoing far | B4 |
So rushed that ordered fury of steeds and spears | V4 |
Under an arch of arrows hailing dark | |
Against the stubborn foe they from the slope | C4 |
Swept onward opposite with clang as fierce | V4 |
Afar pale women from the wall looked down | F3 |
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Porphyrion saw he was a spirit changed | Z2 |
He hearkened not to memory hope or fear | B4 |
But cast them from him violently and swift | Z2 |
To fuse in this fierce impulse all regret | Z2 |
To woo annihilation or to plunge | |
At least in fiery action his unused | Z2 |
Vain life and in that burning furnace melt | Z2 |
The idle vessel and re mould it new | F3 |
Spurred his horse on into the very midst | Z2 |
And loud the streaming battle swallowed him | F |
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Just on that instant when the meeting shock | |
Tumultuously clashed and cries were mixt | Z2 |
With glitter of blades whirled like spirted spray | |
He came and as the thundering ranks recoiled | Z2 |
They saw him solitary flushed and young | |
A radiant ghost in the dead hero's arms | V4 |
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Amazement smote them in that pause he rode | Z2 |
Forward and shouting Orophernes' name | N2 |
Jubilant the swayed host came after him | F |
Iron on iron gnashed Porphyrion smote | Z2 |
Unwearied the bright peril stilled his brain | F3 |
The terrible joy inspired him by his side | Z2 |
Vaunting young men over their ready graves | V4 |
Were rushing glorious many as they rushed | Z2 |
Drank violent draughts of darkness unawares | V4 |
And swiftly fell but he uninjured fought | Z2 |
Easily as men conquer in a dream | C3 |
He passed through splintered spears opposing shields | V4 |
And shouting faces and wild cries and blood | Z2 |
Till now a hedge of battle bristling sprang | |
All round him and no way appeared and dark | |
This way and that the rocking weight of war | B4 |
Swung heavy shields and lances interclasped | Z2 |
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He in his heart felt hungrier the flame | N2 |
Burning for desolation and he flushed | Z2 |
Sanguine of death the sudden starting blood | Z2 |
Inflamed him drunk as with a mighty wine | F3 |
And on an instant terror from the air | B4 |
Upon the foemen fell from heart to heart | Z2 |
As in mysterious mirrors flashed afar | B4 |
Triumphing cries rose all at once and death | H2 |
Shone dazzling in their eyes and they were lost | Z2 |
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Then on them rushed the victors glorying | |
Shaken abroad the battle fiercely flowed | Z2 |
Wild scattering sudden as quicksilver stream | C3 |
Spilled in a thousand drops the electric air | B4 |
Pulsed with the vehemence of strong bodies hurled | Z2 |
In mad pursuit till yielding or in flight | Z2 |
Or fallen the defeated armies ran | F3 |
Broken and on the wall the women wailed | Z2 |
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Then to their camp the victors came and all | P2 |
Followed Porphyrion wondering and acclaimed | Z2 |
His triumph he in an exultant dream | C3 |
Still moved and had no thought but from the lips | V4 |
Of bearded captains as around their fires | V4 |
That night they told of old heroic deeds | V4 |
Heard his own praise and feasted and afar | B4 |
Drank like an ocean wind the air of fame | N2 |
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Book V | V4 |
Meanwhile in the surrendered city night | Z2 |
Went heavy not in feasting nor in sleep | |
Proud in submission were those stubborn hearts | V4 |
And nursed through darkness thoughts of far revenge | |
Mixt with the glory of their courage vain | F3 |
And now as the first beam revisited | Z2 |
Their sorrow and to each his neighbour's face | V4 |
Disclosed they stood at leisure to perceive | |
How grimly famine on their limbs had wrought | Z2 |
And on their wasted cheeks and temples worn | F3 |
And from their eyes shone desolated fire | B4 |
Inflexible resolve unstrung in the end | Z2 |
They saw the sentinels with haughty pace | V4 |
Trample the thresholds of their homes and watched | Z2 |
In melancholy indolence all day | Z2 |
Soldiers upon their errands come and go | |
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At evening afar off a bugle blew | F3 |
Sounding humiliation and despair | B4 |
To them but triumph to their conquering foes | V4 |
Who now in bright magnificence arrayed | Z2 |
Their hosts to enter the dejected walls | V4 |
Feigning indifference each man to his door | B4 |
Came forth beneath the battlemented arch | |
Too soon detested ensign and proud plume | S4 |
They saw the broad flag streaming to the air | B4 |
Fresh flowered purples like a summer field | Z2 |
The trumpets blown the thousand upright spears | V4 |
Shining and drums and ordered trampling feet | Z2 |
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But in the van of these battalions stern | F3 |
All wondered to behold a single youth | Q |
Riding unhelmeted with ardent mien | F3 |
And all about him casting his bright eyes | V4 |
Up through the thronged street triumphing he rode | Z2 |
But as he passed his radiant look that seemed | Z2 |
From some far glory to have taken light | Z2 |
Shining among dark faces suffered change | Z4 |
Nothing on either side but hate or woe | |
Defiant or averted sullen youth | Q |
And wasted age all misery smote his gaze | V4 |
As the sun's splendour leaves a mountain peak | |
Sinking into the west and ashy pale | P2 |
Leaves it the sadder from that former glow | |
So from Porphyrion's face the glory ebbed | Z2 |
His eye grew dim and pain altered his brow | F3 |
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At last that conquering army with the night | Z2 |
Possessed the city and a hum arose | V4 |
Like busy noise of settling bees and fires | V4 |
Kindled shed broad into the gloom a blaze | V4 |
And there were sounds of feasting and loud mirth | R |
And riot late until by slow degrees | V4 |
Returned darkness and silence and all slept | Z2 |
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Only Porphyrion slept not on his bed | Z2 |
Turning from lamentable thoughts in vain | F3 |
He lay But in that stillest hour when first | Z2 |
Stars fade and mist arises and air chills | V4 |
Quite wearied out with toil and war within | F3 |
Slumber at length fell on him but not peace | V4 |
Scarce had he wandered in the ways of sleep | |
Some moments when before his feet appeared | Z2 |
Solemn and in the bright attire of dreams | V4 |
She whom his waking soul so many days | V4 |
So many months had followed still in vain | F3 |
His dearest unattainable desire | B4 |
But now she looked into his face and saw | V4 |
His grief and met him with reproachful eyes | V4 |
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What dost thou here Porphyrion '' Her grave voice | V4 |
Was musical with sorrow Faintest thou | F3 |
In seeking me thy joy tired of the way | Z2 |
Because the hour is not yet come to find | Z2 |
Dost thou forget what in thy desert cell | P2 |
I warned thee to be perilous on thy path | |
Luring of loud distraction and delay | Z2 |
The vastness of the world and thy frail heart | Z2 |
Seek on faint not prove all things till thou find | Z2 |
And still take comfort where thou art I am '' | - |
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Her voice that trembled in the dreamer's soul | P2 |
From some celestial distance like a breeze | V4 |
Ended the brightness went and he awoke | |
And lo the placid colours of the dawn | F3 |
Were stealing in he rose and came without | Z2 |
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Ah now sweet vision O my perfect light | Z2 |
I come to thee my love my only truth | Q |
It was not I but some false clouding self | |
That fell bewildered in this erring way | Z2 |
Or an oblivion rose from underground | Z2 |
To blind me but this place of grief and blood | Z2 |
I leave to follow thee for evermore | B4 |
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Full of this fervent prayer through the dim street | Z2 |
He went the stillness hearkened at his heels | V4 |
Now as he passed in chilly waftings fresh | M3 |
He scented the far morning the blue night | Z2 |
Thinned and all pale things were disclosed and now | F3 |
Even in his earnest pace he could not choose | V4 |
But pause a moment for all round he saw | V4 |
Faces and forms lying in shadowy sleep | |
Within dark porches and by sheltering walls | V4 |
And under giant temple colonnades | V4 |
Utterly wearied Some in armour lay | Z2 |
Dewy with forehead upturned to the dawn | F3 |
And some against a pillar leaned with hands | V4 |
Open and head thrown back an ancient pair | B4 |
With fingers clasping slumbered by whose side | Z2 |
A bearded warrior moved in his dark dream | C3 |
Exclaiming fiercely and a mother pressed | Z2 |
Her baby closer even in her sleep | |
He gazed upon them by a charm detained | Z2 |
For heavy over all their slumber weighed | Z2 |
And if one lifted voice or arm it was | V4 |
As plants that in deep water idly stir | B4 |
And then are still so these bodies entranced | Z2 |
Lay under soft oblivion deeply drowned | Z2 |
But as they slept the light stole over them | |
By pale degrees and each unconscious soul | P2 |
Yielded his secret with the hues of dawn | F3 |
Into that calm of faces floated up | X2 |
Out of their living and profound abyss | V4 |
What thoughts what dreams what terrors what dumb wails | V4 |
What gleams of ever burning funeral fires | V4 |
On haunted deserts where delight had been | F3 |
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Glories and dying memories and desires | V4 |
What sighs that like a piercing odour rose | V4 |
From the long pain of love what beauty strange | Z4 |
Of joy and sweetness unreleased and strength | |
Fatally strong to bear immortal woe | |
And anguish darkly sepulchred in peace | V4 |
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Porphyrion gazed and as he gazed he wept | Z2 |
For he beheld how in those spirits frail | P2 |
Slept also passions mightier than themselves | V4 |
Waiting to rend and toss them tiger thoughts | V4 |
Ecstasies hungers and disastrous loves | V4 |
Violent as storms that sleep under the wave | |
Vast longings cruelly in flesh confined | Z2 |
And wrecking winds of madness and of doom | S4 |
He trembled yet as knowledge even of things | V4 |
Terrible hath power to calm and to sustain | F3 |
His soul endured that truth and to its depth | |
Feared not to plunge Now he began to love | |
And to be sorrowful with a new sorrow | |
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What have I done '' he sighed what have I lost | Z2 |
My brothers that I have no part in you | F3 |
Yet am I of your flesh and you of mine | F3 |
Sleep for this hour hath separated you | F3 |
From one another but from me for ever | B4 |
O that I could delay with you and bear | B4 |
Your lot or with enchanting wand have power | B4 |
To raise you out of slumber into peace | V4 |
To be entwined and rooted in that life | |
Which brings you want of one another pain | F3 |
Borne not alone and all that human joy | W2 |
How sweet it were to me O you of whom | S4 |
When you awaken others will have need | Z2 |
I envy you those trusting eyes and hands | V4 |
Put forth for help I envy all your grief | |
But I am all made of untimeless | V4 |
Necessity drives on my soul to pass | V4 |
Another way my errand is not here | B4 |
Farewell farewell O happy troubled hearts '' | - |
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As a blind man who feels around him move | |
The blest who see and fancies them embraced | Z2 |
Or feasting in each other's joyous eyes | V4 |
With such deep envy often he turned back | |
Even as he went to those unconscious forms | V4 |
That slumbered But his spirit urged him on | F3 |
With kindled heart and quickened feet and now | F3 |
He neared the shadow of the city gate | Z2 |
And saw the mountains rise beyond far off | |
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With longing he drew in the freshened air | B4 |
But even at that moment he perceived | Z2 |
Standing before a doorway in the dawn | F3 |
A solitary woman motionless | V4 |
As cloud at evening piled in the pale east | Z2 |
After retreating thunder like the ash | |
Of a spent flame her cheek and in her eyes | V4 |
Deep gazing a great anguish lay becalmed | Z2 |
Coldly she looked on him and calmly spoke | |
In marble accent Enter and behold | Z2 |
What thou hast done '' He would have passed due on | F3 |
Following his way resolved but like a charm | |
Beautiful sorrow in this grave regard | Z2 |
Drew him aside He entered and beheld | Z2 |
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Upon a bed unstirring and supine | F3 |
Lay an old man so old that the live breath | H2 |
Seemed rather hovering over him than warm | Z3 |
Within his placid limbs yet had he strapped | Z2 |
Ancient armour upon him and unused | Z2 |
A heavy sword lay by him on the ground | Z2 |
Dim was the room a table in the midst | Z2 |
Stood empty in the whole house all was bare | B4 |
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Now when Porphyrion entered and with him | F |
The woman the old man nothing perceived | Z2 |
But at the sound a boy that by the wall | P2 |
Was leaning opened wide his painful eyes | V4 |
Porphyrion with accusing heart beheld | Z2 |
Then to the woman turning of their story | V4 |
He questioned quietly she answered him | F |
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We were four souls under a happy roof | |
Until your armies came Then was our need | Z2 |
More cruel every day When first our meat | Z2 |
Grew scarce we sat with feigning eyes and each | G4 |
The other shunned I know not who thou art | Z2 |
But if thou takest pity upon pain | F3 |
I pray that no necessity bring thee | V4 |
Hunger more dear than love With me it was | V4 |
So that I dared not look upon my child | Z2 |
Lest I should grudge him eat To my old father | B4 |
Whom age makes helpless as a child my breast | Z2 |
As to a child I gave and I have stood | Z2 |
Under the trees and cursed them that so slow | |
They budded for our want the buds we tore | B4 |
Ere they could grow to leaf So passed our days | V4 |
But worse the nights were when sleep would not come | T3 |
For hunger and the dreadful morn seemed sweet | Z2 |
And if thou wonder that I weep not now | F3 |
Recounting them it is that I have borne | F3 |
What carries beyond grief '' She in her tale | P2 |
Spoke nothing of her husband he lay cold | Z2 |
Without the city fallen but as now | F3 |
She ended the returning thought of him | F |
Absented her sad eyes And suddenly | V4 |
Her heart of a strange tenderness aware | B4 |
Out of its heavy frost was melted then | F3 |
She bowed her head and she let forth her tears | V4 |
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You that have known that bitter wound of all | P2 |
The bitterest since no courage brings it balm | N4 |
When silent all the misery of the world | Z2 |
Knocks at your door and you have empty hands | V4 |
You know what dart entered Porphyrion's breast | Z2 |
As he beheld and heard But now the boy | W2 |
Turning with restless body and parched lip | |
Sighed Give me water I am so thirsty mother | B4 |
I cannot fetch the breath into my throat '' | - |
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Porphyrion filled a cup and gave to him | F |
Deeply he drank closing his eyes as bliss | V4 |
Were in the cold fresh drops unwillingly | V4 |
His fingers from the cup relaxed and now | F3 |
The mother spoke Yesterday on the walls | V4 |
One of your arrows smote him and the wound | Z2 |
Torments him If thou wilt make water warm | Z3 |
I pray thee and bind up his cruel hurt | Z2 |
Afresh for my hand trembles I am weak '' | - |
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So he made water warm and washed the wound | Z2 |
With careful tender hands and ointment soft | Z2 |
Laid on and in sweet linen bound it up | X2 |
Comforted then the boy put round his neck | |
One arm and sighing thanks as a child will | P2 |
With faltering hand caressed him That fond touch | |
Porphyrion endured not Are men born | F3 |
So apt to misery thought he that even this | V4 |
Is worthy thanks Yet his wrought heart attained | Z2 |
Even in such slender spending of its love | |
A little ease Now said he I must go | |
I must not longer tarry for she calls | V4 |
Whom I am vowed to follow and to find | Z2 |
But when he looked upon those three they seemed | Z2 |
To need him in their helplessness the child | Z2 |
Divining mutely prayed him he resolved | Z2 |
For that day to remain and then to go | |
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So all that day he tended them and went | Z2 |
Abroad into the town and brought them food | Z2 |
Bartering his share of spoil for meat and bread | Z2 |
And freshest fruit and delicatest wine | F3 |
Nor marked he as he went the frowning eyes | V4 |
Of the stern soldiers how they stood and watched | Z2 |
Murmuring together sullen and askance | V4 |
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As in a slumbering great city snow | |
With gentle foot comes muffling empty ways | V4 |
Corners and alleys and to the tardy dawn | F3 |
Faint the murmur of toil ascends and dumb | T3 |
The wheels roll and the many feet go hushed | Z2 |
So on his mind lay sorrow hum of arms | V4 |
And voices all were soft to him and strange | Z4 |
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Day passed and evening fell and in that house | V4 |
All slept and once again he would renew | F3 |
His journey but once more his heart perplexed | Z2 |
Smote him to leave them so They have no friend | Z2 |
He said and who will tend them if not I | B4 |
The next day he abode and with fond care | B4 |
Ministered to their need and still the next | Z2 |
Found him delaying and his own dim pain | F3 |
Solacing sweetly for the old man now | F3 |
By faint degrees returned to healthful warmth | |
And grave with open eyes serenely looked | Z2 |
In a mild wonder on this unknown friend | Z2 |
The mother taxed no longer to endure | B4 |
Even to her utmost strength permitted calm | N4 |
To her worn spirit and her wasted limbs | V4 |
Resigned into a happy weariness | V4 |
And the child's hurt began to be appeased | Z2 |
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On the fourth morn Porphyrion arose | V4 |
And saw them all still laid in peaceful sleep | |
Now said he will I go upon my quest | Z2 |
Less troubled they have need of me no more | B4 |
He turned to go but in the early light | Z2 |
Still looked upon them and his heart was full | P2 |
And softly he unbarred the door and seemed | Z2 |
Within his soul to see the whole great world | Z2 |
Await his coming and its wounded breast | Z2 |
Disclose and all life radiantly unroll | P2 |
Her riches opening to an endless end | Z2 |
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Filled with the power of that impassioned thought | Z2 |
Into the silence of the morning sun | F3 |
He came and on a sudden was aware | B4 |
Of men about the entrance thronged they set | Z2 |
Their bright spears forward and his path opposed | Z2 |
Astonished he looked on them and perceived | Z2 |
The faces of those warriors he had brought | Z2 |
Thither exulting and in victory led | Z2 |
Yet on their faces he beheld his doom | S4 |
He stood in that great moment greatly calm | N4 |
Proudly confronting them and cried aloud | Z2 |
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What murmur you against me I for you | F3 |
Fought and you triumphed Have I asked of one | F3 |
A single boon Soldiers will you take arms | V4 |
Against your captain Men will you dare to strike | |
A man unarmed You answer not a word | Z2 |
Put up your swords for now I will pass on | F3 |
To my own work and as I came will go '' | - |
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There was a stillness as he ceased and none | F3 |
Answered but none gave way As when in heaven | F3 |
Clouds curdle and the heavy thunder holds | V4 |
All things in stupor hushed they stood constrained | Z2 |
Menacing and mistrustful and their hearts | V4 |
Grew cruel the uncomprehended light | Z2 |
That in Porphyrion shone and flushed his brow | F3 |
With radiance like the bright ambassador | B4 |
Come from an unknown power tormented them | |
And dark enchanting terror drove them on | F3 |
Then one by stealth an arrow to his bow | F3 |
Fitted and strung and drew it and the shaft | Z2 |
Beside Porphyrion in the lintel stuck | |
Quivering and at once they fiercely cried | Z2 |
Like the loud drop that loosens the pent storm | Z3 |
That loosened arrow drew tempestuous hail | P2 |
From every bow they lusted after blood | Z2 |
And put far from them pity and he fell | P2 |
Before them Yet astonished and dismayed | Z2 |
Those sacrificers saw the victim smile | P2 |
Triumphing and incredulous of death | H2 |
Even in anguish pang upon fresh pang | |
Rekindled the lost light the perished bloom | S4 |
Of memory and he was lifted far | B4 |
In exaltation above death he drank | |
Wine at the banquet and the stormy thrill | P2 |
Of battle caught him and he knew again | F3 |
The dart of love and the sweet wound of grief | |
In one transfigured instant that illumed | Z2 |
And pierced him as the arrows pierced his side | Z2 |
Then mingling all those bright beams into one | F3 |
Full glory dawned upon his dying sense | V4 |
She whom his feet followed through all the world | Z2 |
Out of the waste and over perilous paths | V4 |
Dearer than breath and lovelier than desire | B4 |
Like the first kiss of love recovered new | F3 |
Was the undreamed of joy that he in death | H2 |
With the last ecstasy of living found | Z2 |
Tasted and touched as she embraced his soul | P2 |
Then the world perished stretching forth his arms | V4 |
Into the unknown vastness eagerly | P2 |
He went and like a bridegroom to his bride | Z2 |
Robert Laurence Binyon
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