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POETICAL

THE

WORKS

or

JOHN

KEATS.

WITH

MEMOIR,

BY

EICHAED

MONCKTON

MILNES.

NEW

EDITION.

LONDON: EDWARD

MOXON,
1858.

DOVER

STREET,

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LONDON:

BRADBliRY

AND

EVANS,

PRINTERS,

WHITEFRIARS.

CONTENTS.

PAGE

MEMOIR

ix

ENDYMION

Poetic

Romance

LAMIA
. . .
.

129

ISABELLA,

OR

THE

POT

OF

BASIL:

Story,

from

Boccaccio

151

THE

EVE

OF

ST.

AGNES

170

HYPERION
.

.185

MISCELLANEOUS

POEMS-

DEDICATION

TO

LEIGH

HUNT,

ESQ

213

**I

"

STOOD

TIPTOE

UPON

LITTLE

HILL

"

.214
.

SPECIMEN

OF

AN

INDUCTION

TO

POEM
. . .

221

CALIDORE

FRAGMENT

.223
...
.

TO

SOME

LADIES,

ON

RECEIVING

CURIOUS

SHELL
.

228

ON

RECEIVING

COPY

OF

VERSES

FROM

THE

SAME

LADIES

230

TO

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"

"

"

"

TO

HOPE

234

IMITATION

OF

SPENSER
.
. . . .

.236

**

WOMAN

"

WHEN

BEHOLD

THEE

FLIPPANT,

VAIN
.

237

ODE

TO

NIGHTINGALE

239

yi

CONTENTS.

MISCELLANEOUS

POEMS"
PA6R

ODE

ON

GRECIAN

URN

242

ODE

TO

PSYCHE

....

244 246 249

FANCY

ODE

TO

AUTUMN

........

250 251 .253


. . .

ODE

ON

MEI^iNCHOLY

LINES

ON

THE

MERMAID

TAVERN

ROBIN

HOOD

254 256 268

SLEEP

AND

POETRY

STANZAS

EPISTLES"

TO

GEORGE

FELTON

MATHEW

270
273
. . .

TO

MY

BROTHER

GEORGE

"

TO

CHARLES

COWDEN

CI.ARKE

277

SONNETS"

TO

MY

BROTHER

GEORGE

282 283

TO

"O
"

solitude!

if

MUST

WITH

THEE

DWELL"
.

284
!
"
,

HOW

MANY

BARDS

GILD

THE

LAPSES

OF

TIME

285 286

TO

FRIEND

WHO

SENT

ME

SOME

ROSES

TO

G.

A.

w.

287
THE

WRITTEN

ON

DAY

THAT

MR.

LEIGH

HUNT

LEFT

PRISON

288 289

TO

MY

BROTHERS

ON

FIRST

LOOKING

INTO

CHAPMAN's

HOMER

290
. .

CONTENTS.

vii

SONNETS

"

ON

LEAVING

SOME

FRIENDS

AT

AN

EARLY

HOUR
"

291

"keen

"

fitful

gusts

are

WHISPERING

HERE

AND

THERE

292

"TO

ONE

WHO

HAS

BEEN

LONG

IN

CITY

PENT"
.

293
.

ADDRESSED

TO

HAYDON

294

THE

SAME

295

ON

THE

GRASSHOPPER

AND

CRICKET
. .
.

296

TO

KOSCIUSKO
.

297
B

"

HAPPY

IS

ENGLAND

"

COULD

BE

CONTENT
.

298

THE

HUMAN

SEASONS

299

ON

PICTURE

OF

LEANDER
. . .
.

300

TO

AILSA

ROCK

301

MEMOIR

OP

JOHN

KEATS,

BY

RICHARD

MONCKTON

MILNES.

The

"

Life,

Letters,
in

and

Literary
contain
in

Kemains the

of

John of
own

Keats,"
the

published mainly

1848,

biography
of his
to

Poet,

conveyed
The
and

the had
the

language
little

correspondence.
than
to to

Editor
connect

more

do

arrange

letters and
as

freely supplied
them
to

him

by

kinsmen
at

and the
same

friends,
time,
pen
be

leave

tell of

as

sad, and,
as ever

ennobling poetic
the

tale

life these whose Keats

engaged
can

the

of
in

fiction. hands
the of Poems it

But all
to

volumes hours may that the


but

scarcely study
ready
Editor
or

of find the

enjoyment
;

of
been

access

and

thus

has
into
a

desired pages

should
of
an

transcribe
existence

few
so

characteristics radiant with


of

in in

itself

short,
The
some

genius
three
one

and small

rich

virtue. of
verse,

publication
earnest

volumes

friendships,
death,
are

profound
incidents
common

passion,
here
to

and
to

premature
recorded
"

the

main

be
men

ordinary
have

indeed,

and and

many away,

whose

names

passed,

are

passing,

and

MEMOIR

OF

JOHN

KEATS.

here and

the only notable,as illustrating progress


a

wonderful

nature
as hibiting ex-

of

certain which

mental

and faculties,

character amidst
was

inspiresthe deepest human


on

sympathy
John
in the

all its demands

our

admiration.

Keats

born of

on

the

29th

of

October, 1795,
mother
an

upper

rank

the

middle-class, his
to

possessingsufficient
excellent
is

means

give
a

her

children

education, when
to

left
a

widow of

in 1804.

She

reputed
between
as a

have
on

been

woman

saturnine

meanour, dea

but child hours that


which
at

an

occasion and
at

of

John, then illness,

four

five

years

old, remained
a

for

sentinel
not

her

door, with
:

drawn
at

sword, death,
school
a

she

might

be he

disturbed
was

and

her

occurred

when hid

at

Mr.

Clarke's

he Enfield, the

himself

for several

days

in

nook
"

under traits

master's

inconsolable desk, passionately illustrate his


"

of

that disposition

character He

as

ardent,and popular. boy, energetic, of his school-fellows, writes one


"

combined,"
soluteness re"

terrier-like

with another
in ability

the

most

noble

placability ;

and and

mentions

that

his

singular animation
courage, future
active

all exercises
a

of skill and of his


some arena

impressed
"

them rather
than

with
in in
a

conviction

greatness,

but

or military

such of the

sphere
*

of

life,
This his eyes

the
was

peaceful
assisted much
and

literature."
rare

impression
countenance
were or

by

vivacityof
feature
:

beauty

of

his

large and
suff'used with

with sensitive, flashing tender

strong emotion
his hair

sympathies ;
of the

hung
"c.

in

Mr.

E.

Holmes, author

'^ife

of

Mozart,"

MEMOIR

OF

JOHN

KEATS.

xi

thick

brown

round ringlets

head

diminutive
the

for the
of

breadth the lower


of

of the shoulders

below, while
in

smallness

limbs, which
was

later life marred then

the proportion
more

his person, undue gave

not

apparent, any
lower

than

the

prominence
his face too
at

of the

lip,which
character
to

afterwards
be

pugnacious a
that
time

but entirely pleasing,


an

only completed
of Achilles"

such

image

as

the

ancients

had

of

striving. joyous and glorious youth everlastingly his Careless of an ordinary school-reputation,
for the studies his themselves led
him

zeal

to spend frequently

holidays over
forced be
him

Virgil or
into

Fenelon,
open book

and

when

his

master

the

air for his


a

health,he
his
no

would The

found

walking
the the

with

in

hand.

of scholarship

establishment

had

peculiar
to

and pretensions, elements of and and


a

boy's learning was


He
was

limited
never

the

liberal education. he took his

taught
Tooke's the

Greek,
Pantheon

mythology
the old

from

Lempriere's Dictionary,making
mind and his
a

affiliation of his the


more

with

Hellenic

world

marvellous
at

interesting.
information
curious

It is doubtful these

whether

any

time

exceeded

and scanty limits,

it is

speculationwhether
studies

deeper
checked
to

and
or

more

regular classical
the natural the

would

have

encouraged
his

so consanguinity,

say,

of
and

fancy

with
a more

ideal distinct

life of

ancient

Greece,
what

whether

the

old

knowledge of mythology really meant, would, or would


that reconstruction
* *

not, have

hindered

of forms

Not

yet dead,
ever

But

in old marbles

beautiful/'

xii

MEMOIR

OF

JOHN

KEATS.

which

is

now

not

the

less

agreeable from
unaided
son

being

the

evolution Mr. remained school


surgeon in

of

his unlearned

and

imagination.
of his

Charles
the

Cowden friend

Clarke,the
of

preceptor,
from
to
a

Keats,

when
for

removed five years This

1810, and
of
some

apprenticed
at

eminence

Edmonton.

telligen in-

he

supplied him with books, w^hich little expectation was so eagerly perused, but
companion
of the
in

formed
when

direction
he

in

which for the

his talents loan


that

lay,that Spenser's family


former of

1812,
Mr.
at

asked Clarke

of

Fairy Queen,
were

remembers

the

amused He

the

ambitious have
a

desires of their known

pupil.
*^

must

indeed he had
one

something
Macbeth
it
was

Shakspeare, for
he

told

young
to
"

school-fellow read
but

that alone

thought
o'clock struck of his

no

would

dare
;

at

two

in

the
secret
"

morning spring
Mr.

Spenser
the the
a

that

the

and

opened

gates floodscenes

of the horse

He fancy. romance," writes


into
: a

ramped

through
"

Clarke,

like

young talk
at

turned

spring meadow
his read. earliest very

:" he

could

of

nothing else
rich
with emotion
are

his

countenance

w^ould

light up
would
"

each

and expression,
as

strong frame
The known last the life
are

tremble of

he

lines

imitation
of

Spenser"
impulse
memorials "Sonnet of much of the
"

the
to

verses

his

position, com-

and

the

traces

of this main
But

of

his
remain

poetic
of of

visible. studies
:

few is
one a

his

other

there

to

Byron"
and and

little

merit, dated
on

1814;
the
book

grace

juvenile conceit
the
was

Chaucer's
on

Tale
blank
; and

Flower

Leaf," written

while leaf,

his friend

asleep over

the

MEMOIR

OF

JOHN

KEATS.

xiii

one

of

most

clear
into

thought
that

and

noble

diction, "On
It
was

first Mr. this

looking
Clarke fine

Chapman's
he owed

Homer."
his

to to

again

introduction
so

which interpretation, and simplicity the

preserves
metre

much

of
all

the heroic various appears


powers,

of

which, after length


and

attempts, including that of the hexameter, still


the
to to
as

best

adapted,
in

from
the

its

its

represent
read
a

English

Greek
had
now

epic verse.
stood

Unable Homer

the

Keats original,
name,

long
he

by

great

dumb intense

and

read

it all

night long, with


when The
some
"

even delight,

shouting aloud, imagination.


and

especial passage
Epistles
then
of
a
"

struck

his

to

his
in

friends

his
a

brother

George,
the

clerk the

London,
which

indicate

rapid
from

development
formalism
even

free poetic faculty, especially


imitation

and of

encumber and

the
full

early
of
an

writings
easy

distinguished poets,
at

gaiety,which
or

times

runs

into

conversational difficulties

common-place,
these first
to

helps
look

itself out

of

by
in the

quaintnesses that

like affectations.

But,

even

efforts,the
rest
on

peculiarity of
most

making
and

rhymes

the
the

picturesque
resonance
an

varied of effect
important un-

words, instead

of

conventional

and is distinctive, syllables,

is the the

produced
force
sense

which

from of

its very the

novelty often

mars

and
of

beauty

expression, and
into
an

lowers

poetic harmony
It is also
a

ingenious concurrence
of this
too

of sounds. mode made loth of

palpableconsequence
the
sense

composition,that
allow how

appears

often be the

for the
to

rhyme, and, while

most

poets would

frequently the

necessity of

xiv

MEMOIR

OF

JOHN

KEATS.

rhyme
uncommon

suggests

the

correspondingthought, here
the

the effect

prominence of
the

rhyme keeps
Yet,
when

this

constantlybefore
with
soon

reader.

approached

this impression sympatheticfeehng and good will, the before vanishes astonishing affluence of and
the
to

thought
excuses seems

imagination,which
defect,if
it be
one.

at

once

explains and
after

Picture
in
a

picture
so

rise before
to

the

poet's eye
and that here

succession

rapid as
fancies

embarrass

judgment

limit

choice,and
would been be the

and

expressions
are

elsewhere felt to have

strange and far-fetched


first suggested. When removed
became

Keats'
to

apprenticeship was
to

over,

and

he
soon

London

"walk
men

the

he hospitals,"

acquainted cultivating
Hunt

with

capable of appreciating Among


with the
a

and

his

genius.
him

the

foremost that

Leigh
Leigh

welcomed

sympathy
"

ripened into
Hunt

and friendship, left

sonnet

on

the

day
of much

prison,"attests They
in been said read

the

earnestness

affection. reciprocal

and
on

walked

together, and
Much connection
on

wrote

competition
of

subjects proposed.
of this much
of

has
the

the

influence and
somxe.

writings

of

Keats,
to

their mannerism

has been

traced
more

this than

The

justiceof
the
sustained

this

is supposition

doubtful,and

stupid malevolence
it is
now

of the
too

criticisms which

mainly
require
of the that
were

well

exposed
the
into

to

refutation.
of

It is indeed
was

probable that by
Hunt

fresh mind

Keats

directed had had

many
own,

channels

which

delighted
taken the

his

and
one

that peculiarities

fancy of

the

MEMOIR

OF

JOHN

KEATS.

xv

easilypressedon
Keats the other that
never own

the

imagination
himself
to

of the

other.

But

always
that school.
I

defended
he
^'

against energetically

notion

belonged
"

Leigh
"

Hunt's
to

or

any

I refused

he wrote unfettered bear

visit

Shelley,
he his of

might
ceased

have
to

my desire

own

and scope," defects


to

to

all the

It originality.
if the

is no

contradiction had been

this to

infer,
the

that

talents
a

of Keats

to subjected

of discipline and
a

complete and regularclassical education, by


of much the continual presence

self-distrust inculcated models highest original have

of the would which doubted thrown such


be
on

thought
of

and

form, he
it may

escaped
the

very

the
but

mannerism

accompanied
whether
out
rare

his

early

efforts ;

be have into
can

well-trained shoots

plant
and

would

such

luxurious

expanded
most

and

foliage. The delightful


influence that he of

that his
to

said of the
Keats
was

Leigh

Hunt

and

friends
those

became every

obnoxious

evils which he learned

beset inevitably rather


to

that literary coterie, than


a

encourage
to

to

restrain

individual

and peculiarities,
attention
a

demand that

public
could But
in

and

permanent

for

matters

only
on

justlyclaim
the
other

private and
it is

personal interest.
that young

hand

impossibleto deny
the

this

genial atmosphere ripened


with

faculty of
and facility, afforded which

the

poet
of

incredible
were

advantages
no

literary culture
can

just

critic his
to

disparage or
in his

conceal.

Chatterton

eating out
service

heart low

desolate
or

lodging and drinking


town

ignoble
down

magazines,
taverns

Burns

thought

in

country

and

societylittle more

refined.

xvi

MEMOIR

OF

JOHN

KEATS.

afford mournful
associations

contrasts

to the

pleasant and

elevating
in value. under-

enjoyed by
he

Keats have

during
been the

his residence

London,

which

would

last to Basil

Hazlitt, Haydon,
and his remarkable

Godwin,
many

Montague
persons
him of with under whose

and family,

other
received

literary and
kindness
:

artistic

reputation
of

Mr.

Reynolds,whose
are

poems

written

feigned

names

full

merit, Mr.

Dilke,
and

intelligent criticism, large information,


sense, have had
so

manly
modern

beneficial

an

effect

on

the

history
Severn friends
:

of
the

English letters,Archdeacon

Bailey, and
his
a

poetical painter, became


in

devoted

while
in

Mr.

Oilier,himself

poet, and
he found

afterwards
considerate

Messrs. liberal

Taylor

and

Hessey,
the
was

and

publishers.
for profession
too

It which
to
on

soon

became

apparent that
was

young

Keats

destined
remain but

unsuitable

be

maintained. lectures
on

There
he

careful annotations when he had


once

the

attended,

entered

the

practical part

of

his

business, although
found his
mind
so

successful

in all his
an

he operations,

oppressed with
harm,
of
that he life to which

over-

wrought apprehension
on

of

doing
course

determined he had
"

abandoning
a

the

devoted

considerable

portion
"

of his small
to
seem
a

fortune.
me
a

he said, My dexterity," I resolved


never

used take

to

miracle, and

to

up

surgical instrument
the

of

poems,

beloved
:

again." The little volume touched the first-born, scarcely


not
new even

public attention
of the existence
was

it of
to

was a

observed

as

sign
the the

Cockney poet,
or

whom
or as

critic

bound

silence

to

convert,

MEMOIR

OP

JOHN

KEATS.

xvii

production of propaganda, to
obloquy.
laboiirs.
**

new

member hunted
were

of down

the with

revolutionary
ridicule for maturer
or

be

These The

honours

reserved

characteristic
loveliness

lines,
passed merry
away,

Glory and

have

"c.,"

were

written

in the
to

midst
be

of

circle of
the

friends,
to

who

happened
and

present when
to

printersent
he
must

say that
it

if there

was

be
so,
"

dedication
main

send

directly ;
with

he the

did

for the

regeneration of
present
from

images
His

of

thought,the Pagan beauty,was ever


at

him. in

health

this

time

was

far
to

good, and
quiet
of the

the

spring of 1817, he Wight


in
to

returned

the
a

Isle of

write

"

Endymion,"
thus
:
"

subject long germinating


out

his

fancy,and
volume early

shadowed
**

in the first poem


a

of his

He

was

poet,
on

sure

lover too,

Who

stood

Latmus* from the

top, what

time

there blew
;

Soft breezes And A

myrtle

vale below

brought,
from

in faintness Dian's

solemn, sweet,
; while

and

slow,

hymn

temple
own

upswelling,

The But

incense

rose

to her
was

starry dwelling.
as

tho' her face

clear

infants' eyes,

Tho' she stood smiling o'er the sacrifice,


The

poet wept
that such

at her

so

piteous fate,
should be desolate sounds
:

Wept

beauty
some

So in fine wrath And gave meek

golden
her

he won.

Cynthia
not
some

Endymion."

The but he

solitude

was

very other

propitiousto good
the
verses,

his

work,
as

composed
"

such

the his

sonnet

On and

the

Sea,"

and

others time.

illustrative of In
b
a

thoughts

at feelings

letter

xviii

MEMOIR

OF

JOHN

KEATS.

to

Haydoii
"

he
I

thus
must ;

expressed
think
make

himself

with

a nerve

noble
the

humility
of spirit
as
a

that
oar

difficulties

man
a

they

prime objectsa refuge


of Fame is
as a

well

as

passion;
There
to

the

trumpet

tower

of
* *

strength, the
*
a

ambitious is
no

bloweth

it, and

is safe."

greater sin, after


into

the

seven

deadly,than
gi^eatpoet, or
to
wear

flatter oneself
one

the

idea of
are

being
How
a

of those

beings who pursuit of


feel that
if

privileged
crime
a

out

their lives in the


a

honour.
such
one

comfortable
must

thing

it is to

bring
"

its

heavy penalty,that
must

be

selfto

deluder,
Hunt be
a :

accounts

be

balanced."
so

Again

have
more

asked
than

myself
other

often

why
how

should

Poet it

men,
are so

seeing
to

great

thing
that my

is,how

great things
idea has grown

be

gained by it,
other
a

at last the

monstrously beyond
that the into

seeming
'tis

power

of with

attainment,

day
and

nearly consented
Yet
at
a

myself
fail the
even

to

drop
in
a

Phaethon.

disgraceto
about

huge attempt,
from
me.

this moment,
poem

I drive
a

thought

I done

began
some

my

fortnightsince,and

have

every
In

ones." day, except travelling

September
wrote

he visited his friend


as

at Oxford, Bailey,

and

thence
a

follows

"

"

Believe
me
a

me,

my

dear,
are,

it is
,

great happiness
of

to

that

you

in

this finest

part
hard

the year, In
mean

winning

little

enjoyment
Elements open

from
we

the know

world.
no

truth, the great


comforters
:

of, are
our

the

sky

sits upon
our

senses

like

sapphire-crown ;
is
our

the air is the


sea

robe

of state

; the

earth

throne
it
"

; and

mighty

minstrel

playingbefore

able,like David's

XX

MEMOIR

OF

JOHN

KEATS.

Besides,a long
I

poem

is

test

of Invention,

which
is the

take

to

be

the

of poetry, as Fancy polar-star

sails,and
Poets
ever

Imagination
write

the

rudder. I mean,
seems a no

Did

our

great

short
same

pieces]
Invention

in the

shape
late

of tales.
to

This

indeed

of

years
But

have

been

forgottenas this,I put


on

lence.' poetical excellaurels till I

enough

of

shall have "One my

finished

Endymion."
me

thing has pressed upon


and
: men

and lately

increased and that

humility
truth

of submission, capability

is this ethereal

of

genius
on

are

great
mass

as

certain

chemicals

operating
have
not

the

of neutral

but intellect,

they
have
i(

any

individuality, any
top and
Power." of thc head
*

determined of those
"r "r "r

character.
who
"r

I would proper
J
^^^

call the
of

Men self,
^g

I ^jgj^
as

ccrtaiu

cud
start

of

all your the of

troubles

that

of the

your

momentary
I of the

about certain

authenticityof
nothing
the but

Imagination.
What

am

of the of

holiness

heart's the

and afiections,

truth
as

Imagination.
must

Imagination seizes
it existed

Beauty
not ;
"

be

Truth,
the
are same

whether idea of their

before

or

for I have
;

all

our

passions as
creative be of

of

Love

they

all,in
The
:

sublime,
may and found

essential
to

Beauty.
dream zealous able Truth
so.

tion Imaginahe awoke

compared
I

Adam's
more

it Truth.
never

am

in this

affair,

because

I have

yet been
for be

to

perceivehow
consecutive that
even

be anything can and yet reasoning,

known
it must

by
at

Can

it be his

the

greatest philosopher ever

arrived

out goal withit


^

putting

aside

numerous

objections?

However

MEMOIR

OF

JOHN

KEATS.

xxi

may

be,
of

0
!

for
It

life of
^

sensations
in the

rather
of

than

of
"

thoughts
shadow further
to

is

vision
come,
" "

form

youth/

reahty to

and

this consideration
come as we

has

convinced

me,

for

it has
"

auxiUary
shall

another

of mine, speculation

that
we

enjoy

ourselves
on

hereafter

by having
a

what

call

happiness
a

earth
can

repeated in only befall

finer tone. who

And

yet such

fate

those you

delight in Sensation,
after be

rather dream

than

hunger, as
here, and
its

do,

Truth.
a

Adam's that
as was

will do

seems

to

conviction
is the
same as

Imagination and
human life and

empyreal reflection
mind
own a

its

repetition. But, spiritual


may silent
its

saying, the
rewards
in

simple imaginative
the of repetition the

have

its

working

on coming continually

with spirit

fine suddenness. you


a

To

compare

great things with


an

small,have

never,

with by being siu-prised

old

melody, in
again

delicious very

place,by

delicious

voice, felt over


at

your

and speculations
on

surmises Do you
"

the time

it first

operated
to

your

soul ?

not
more

remember beautiful of you

forming
than
it

face yourselfthe singer's and possible, you


on

was

yet, with
think of
so

the
1

elevation then

the
were

moment,
mounted the

did the

not

Even

wings
be

Imagination, so high
:

that

type protowill
a

must
see.
"

hereafter
cannot
one

that

delicious

face
case

you
with
at

Sure

this

be

exactly the
is

complex
same

mind

"

that

time, careful

of

its

imaginative and, fruits, who would


"

the exist it

partlyon
mind ?
'

sensation,partly on
that
an
^

thought,
"

to

whom

is necessary

years
one

should I consider

bring

the

philosophic
therefore

Such

yours,

and

xxii

MEMOIR

OP

JOHN

KEATS.

it is necessary

to

your
old

eternal wine
our

happiness that
Heaven,
which ethereal
and

you
I

not

only

drink

this

of

shall
on

call the

redigestionof
also increase

most

musings
know

earth, but

in

knowledge,
the

all

things."
This self-drawn of
If is

picture of
Keats
were

mind,
well

or

rather

the

temperament,
reflections.
it and that the

might
a

inspire painful
tation, represen-

this

completelytrue
those
sensuous

evident for

that

appetites,
has
a

yearning
wail
and
ere

enjoyment
remonstrance

which
of

made

his

poetry

disinherited
all manliness
a

Paganism, must
of

long
and

have

worn

away
into

character

degenerated
he
was

peevish
this

sentimentalism.

But the

preserved
of
a

from

destiny by
"

strong

.presence

counteracting

qualities, unselfish right, and


earnestness,
he wrote that
a

benevolence, security
of time
to
are

sturdy
test

love

of

main
sense same

and

of this
"

moral

deep
the works
"

honour. his

In

spirit
after

about

brothers
finest

asserting that
in this world
"

of

genius

the of

things
does

No

! for that such


men

sort
as

probityand

intereste dis-

which hold
that

Baileypossess
this

and
can

grasp be

the
to

tip-topof anything

any
in

honours spiritual world.

paid
its

And,

moreover,
over me a

having
in

this

full

feelingat this present come I sat down to write to you force,


that
me

with did

gratefulheart,in
feel and for his credit

I had

not

brother

who

not

for

and deeper feeling for any marks of

devotion

than uprightness,

genius,however
With
a

splendid."
work
on

great

hand

and

in

improved

MEMOIR

OF

JOHN

KEATS.

xxiii

health

he

seems

at

this time

to

have
must
one

enjoyed
have

himself
siderable, con-

thoroughly.
for
a severe

His
he

bodilyvigour
to

been

himself signalised
a

day by giving
he

drubbing
of

butcher

whom

caught
of

beating a
a

little boy, to

the His

enthusiastic

admiration much of

crowd

bystanders.
the

societywas

sought
from he

after

from

agreeable combination
The his

earnestness

and graver
said

which pleasantry, and gayer


much
men.

distinguished him good


and fine

both

things
of
manner.

gained
habitual
of
or

by

happy
at

transitions
to

His

gentleness gave
at

eiFect

his

occasional of oppression those he

bursts

and indignation,
or

the

mention

wrong,
rose man.

any

calumny against
at
once

loved,he
like
a

into

grave On
one

manliness
occasion

and
a

seemed

tall

when
was
"

falsehood and be

respecting the
dwelt ashamed such upon,
to

young

artist Severn
room,

repeated
he should and
some

he

left the
men

saying,
could

sit with

who

utter

believe base

things."
he

Another
"

time, hearing of
Is there such
no

conduct,
into
to

exclaimed,
we can

human
"

dust-hole He used

which

sweep usual Bacon

fellows ? of

and

complain said, If
"

of

the

character
were

conversation,
to

Lord

alive,and

make
tion conversa-

remark

in

the

present day
on a

in company,

the

would
To

stop

sudden." Keats added


some

the

productionof Endymion,
in
a

charming compositions
"

Lines

on

the

Mermaid
a

such as the lighterstyle, Robin Tavern," Hood,"


"

and
more

"Fancy," showing ordinaryand


fluent

perfect mastery

over

the of the He

rhythm.

His

sense

poetic function

evidently grew

with

his

task.

xxlv

MEMOIR

OP

JOHN

KEATS.

wrote

to

Mr.

Reynolds, "We
upon
us, into its hand

hate

Poetry
we

that
not

has

palpable design
seems

and,

if

do

agree,

to

put

its breeches

pocket. Poetry
enters

should
into

be

great and

unobtrusive,a thing which


does its !
to not

one's

soul,and
with

startle How

it

or

amaze

it
are

with the

but itself,

subject.
How would
into

beautiful

retired

flowers

they
the Dote

lose

their ing cryme,

beauty, were
out,
I
am a
'

they
me, !
'

throng
I
am

highway,
upon

Admire

violet !

primrose

"

Again, "When
of
serves

man

has
one

arrived and

at

certain

ness ripe-

intellect, any
him
as a

grand happy

spiritual passage
all Hhe
a

towards starting-post
is such

two-

palaces.' How and-thirty


conception,what
upon
a

voyage
! A

of doze

delicious
not

indolence diligent

sofa

does

hinder

it,and

nap

upon

clover
a

engenders
child
a

ethereal
it

finger-pointings ; the
the
;
a converse

prattle of
of

gives
odd
^

wings, and
beat
them of the

middle-age
conducts the leaves will

strength to
^an

strain

of music when

to

angle
puts
touch
;
a

and Isle,'

whisper,it
this
to these to
man

girdleround
of noble

the earth.' be any

Nor

sparing

books

irreverence

writers
are

the honours for,perhaps,

paid by
done
'

man

trifles in
to

comparison spiritand
have

to

the

benefit

by

great works
mere

the

'

pulse of good by
should
not

their

passive existence.
it :

Memory by

be called do
not

knowledge. Many
think
to
me

originalminds
custom.

who Now

they

are

led away any


man

it appears

that almost his


own

may,
own

like the

spider, spin

from

inwards,his twigs on

of leaves

and

which

airycitadel. The points the spider begins her work

MEMOIR

OF

JOHN

KEATS.

xxv

are

few,and
should

she fillsthe air with


be
content

beautiful

circuiting.

Man

with

as weave

few
a

points to tip with


tapestry empyrean
of softness for of his

the fine web


"

of his

and soul, for his of

full of

symbols
for his

spiritual eye,
space But
on

his

touch, spiritual
different
at

for

wandering,

distinctness
are so

luxury.
bent

the minds such diverse

of mortals

and

journeys,
common or

that
taste

it may

first appear

for impossible
exist It

any

and

fellowship to
Minds

between
is

two

three,
the

under

those

suppositions.
would each lead

however other in

quite

contrary.
and old
man

each
in

contrary

directions,traverse
at last
man

other
at

numberless

points,
An

greet each other


a on

the

end. joiirney's the

and led

child would
his

talk the

together,and
child left

old

be

path
and

and

thinking.
of

Man
to

should his

not

dispute or
thus mould
from

assert, but whisper results

neighbour,
the sap
become

by

every

germ

spirit
of and

sucking being a
there
a

ethereal,every

human

being might
wide
remote

great, and
of furze
or

humanity,
with briars, become

instead here
a

heath oak

and

pine, would

grand
is

democracy
A

of forest-trees."

lady

whose

feminine the
as
:

acuteness

of

perception
this

only equalled by
thus
at

vigour
he
"
"

of

her

understanding,
about
were

describes Hazlitt's
his air

Keats lectures
auburn

appeared
His
wore

time
and

eyes
it
on

large
down

blue,

; he

divided each

the

centre, and
his mouth features. of

it fell in rich
was

masses

side his face ; than mind it his other


as one

full and
countenance

less intellectual lives in my

His

singular beauty

and

brightness ;

had

the

xxvi

MEMOIR

OF

JOHN

KEATS.

expressionas sight.
of
seen
a

if he

had of his

been

looking on
had
not

some

glorious
squareness

The

shape
but
so

face
some

the

man's,
"

more

like
over

women's forehead

faces I have
and
so

it

was

wide

the
in
were

small with

at

the

chin.

He

seemed

perfect health,and precious to


Tom

life

all things that offering increased of


over

him." and
the
cast

The

ill-health

of his brother
to

determination much which

George
the

emigrate

to

America

gloom
was,

completion
a

of

"Endymion,"
Mr.
s

however,

dispersed by
the had
summer,

pedestrian tour
of

through Scotland, in
retired

company been and


had

Brown,

merchant,
the

who

Keats' whose

neighbour
Mr.

during
and

preceding

sympathetic enjoyed. provoked

he congenial disposition
a

much

to Reynolds'sobjection

projected Preface
"

the
"

remonstrance : spirited following I have of humilitytowards not the slightest feeling

the

public or
the

Being,

anything in existence Principle of Beauty, and


to

but the

the

Eternal of the

Memory

great Men.
mere

When
of

am

writing

for

myself, for
is written
as

sake
its

the moment's with


a me

enjoyment,perhaps nature
a

has
the

course

; but

Preface

to
an

public
"

thing
I I will

I cannot
cannot

help looking upon


address
without in
a

enemy,
of

and

which

feelings supple
or as

hostility.If
it style,

write
not

Preface
in be

subdued
a

be

character subdued
me,

with

me

public speaker.
thank
of of of
men

would for
no

before but

my

and friends,

them
I have

subduing
feel of
I

among I hate
one

multitudes
the idea

stooping :
never

humility to
poetry with

them. the

wrote

line single

least

shadow

of

public

xxviii

MEMOIR

OF

JOHN

KEATS.

that, whatever
may have the many have
been mind of
a

sensations
at

of

disgust and
permanent
but

anger could

they hardly
on

aroused

the

time, there

question of destiny
friends
a

their

influence

and his
nature

of

Keats,

for the
on

belief of his
ceptible sus-

that

they
which
in

inflicted he
never

shock

recovered.

This

notion

was

confirmed of the

publicestimation
canto

by

the
;

well-known

stanza
"

eleventh

of

Don

Juan

concluding
**

'Tis strange the Should

mind,

that

very out

fieryparticle, by
an

let itself be snuffed

article."

It

is

perhaps
of

bold
near

to

say and

in

opposition to
friends of

the

testimony
that these have hurled

many

dear

Keats,
sublime
"

effects had
been
at

no

but existence,

it is certain The
"

they
curse

greatly exaggerated.
the brutal
critic in in that the

Adonais

of

Shelleyhas
such and
means

its due
as we

place
have
to

but loftyelegy,

with

judge from, with


after

the the

letters
reviews

acts

of

Keats, immediately
us,

appeared,
much
more

before of

his

feelingsseem
contempt
mortified

to

have them I

had than

indignation and

in

of

wounded
to

pride
believe
"

and

vanity.

should which of his

incHne
"

that

the

little the far


more

publicinterest
growing
on sense

Endymion
shallow

excited, and

own

deficiencies, weighed Eeview,


have
"to go

his mind
in

than the

those

which ribaldries, if
so

article Jeffrey's

Edinburgh
sooner,

it

had

appeared

somewhat

would told

completely
to

counterbalanced.
as

When Simon

back have

his

just gallipots,"
to

Peter

might

been

told

go back

to

his

MEMOIR

OP

JOHN

KEATS.

xxitl

nets, and
was

when

reminded than rather


in
a

that

"a

starved
his

apothecary
incHnation
to

better

starved
to

poet,"
and

was certainly

call the

satirist theatres

account,
where
we

"if

he

appears

squares

might possiblymeet,"
affect his

than

to

let the

scoffing visibly
in
a

health

and

spirits. Indeed thanking


some

letter who

to

his

publisher,after
him,
he

writer

had

vindicated
^^

says

"

As

for the my
has
own

rest, I bieginto get

little

acquainted
Praise
man

with

strength
a

and

weakness. effect
on

or

blame love
critic has
*

but

momentary
in the

the
him

whose
a

of
on

beauty
his
me
'

abstract

makes
own

severe

owtl

works. without
'

My

domestic

criticism

given
also

pain
or

comparison beyond
'

what

Blackwood

the

Quarterly
am

could

inflict ; possibly external

and
can

when
me

I feel I such
a

right,no
as

praise
* *

give
write

glow

my

own

solitary reper*

ception
will

and

ratification

of what

is fine.
written

independently.
I

I have may

indepenof
man.

dently without judgment,


and
must cannot

write

independently,
poetry
It
sation sen-

with

judgment
out

hereafter.
j

The

genius
in
a

work be and

its

own

salvation law
in

matured

by

and

precept, but
That
'

by
which
I

watchfulness
create

itself. In
^

is

creative

must

itself.

Endymion

leaped

headlong
the

into

the

sea, and the

acquainted
rocks and

with

thereby have become better soundings, the quicksands, and stayed


taken
to

than
a

if I had

upon
tea

the and
:
"

green

shore,
is

piped
matter

pipe,and silly
also
wrote

comfortable
"

advice."
mere

He

his brother I think

This

of the moment.

I shall be among

XXX

MEMOIR

OF

JOHN

KEATS.

the of

English poets

after my

death.

Even crush
into

as me

matter

present interest, the attempt to Quarterly has only brought me more


It does
me

in

the
* *

notice.

not

the

least harm

in

societyto
when

make
a man

me

appear

little and
me,

ridiculous.

I know

is

superiorto
be
"

and

give
at

him

all due And


can

respect ;
on

he

will

the last to
:
"

laugh

me." that

again
ever

his
me

day birth-

The

only thing
more

affect

sonally perany have when

for
doubt about
; and

than

one

short for
to

passing day, is
:

my

powers with

poetry
the

I seldom

any

I look

hope

nighing time

I shall have

none." passages
or

After what
receive

reading these

it is difficult to

see

in

spiritmore unseemly
boasts of

wise

manly
article

an

author When

could Lord

and

insolent
the

criticism.
on

Byron
"

that, after

his

earlypoems,
drank
"

instead

breaking
in

he blood-vessel,"
an

three

bottles
there
was

of claret and

began
it for

answer,

findingthat

nothing

which
an

he

could, lawfully,

knock
is

Jeffreyon
of the

the

head, in

honourable

way," one
"

glad

indignation that produced the Keviewers,"


the but in the

English
which and
mable. esti-

Bards
Keats

and made

Scotch of

use

annoyance

elevating
far
more

his piu-ifying

self-judgmentis surely
letters show from
most

The
him

that

no

morbid

feelings vented preScotch for the


as on a

heartilyenjoying his
of nature
met

tour, where
first time.

the sublimities He
went to

him

the

country of Burns
that

pilgrimage,and
the

notwithstanding
Kirk

he

was

shown

cottage

of

old

jackasswho

knew

Alloway "by a mahogany-faced Burns, and who ought to have

MEMOIR

OF

JOHN

KEATS.

xxxi

been
of

kicked the

for

having spoken
of
:

to

him,"

he says, self think

"

one

pleasantest means
such
a

annulHng
need
not to

is of

proachin aphis

shrine

we

misery
upon my

"

that

is all gone, with

bad

luck

it !

I shall look
I do
on

it hereafter

unmixed

pleasure, as

Stratford-on-Avon It gave
some
on

day
Keats

with the

Bailey."
belief of the mental after

colour

to

injury inflicted
this the
time his

by
his

the

reviewers,that began
was

and spirits
of

health

to

and decline,
to
tinual con-

short

remainder and

life

exposed
brother much

troubles
he

anxieties.

His who

Tom, whom
resembled died he
in

loved
in

most

devotedly,and
and

himself

temperament

appearance, this the


event

the the

autumn,

and

shortly before
him

met

lady
which

who

inspired
other his
to

with

profound passion might


have which of
bined comwas

under
all

circumstances
of

dreams increase

happiness,but
the this
to

destined

tenfold

bitterness he had

his

premature

decay.*
of himself

Up
women's

period
the

been

singularlyshy
expressed
instance
"

society, and
on

frequently
for

freely
I have
not

subject, as

"

am

certain
; at

right feelingtowards strivingto they


When
a

women

this I

moment

am

be

just
so was

to

them,
beneath

but

cannot.

Is it because

fall
I

far
a

boyish imagination 1 I thought a fair woman schoolboy,


my my
mind
was
a

pure
one

goddess
of them them

soft nest she


of

in which it
not.

some

slept,though
*

knew

thought
Tom,
in

In Keats's copy

Shakspeare, the

words

Poor

**KiDg

Lear," are

underlined. pathetically

xxxii

MEMOIR

OF

JOHN

KEATS.

ethereal, above great by


among

men.

I
is

find very
evil

them small.

perhaps equal
"

comparison
I have
no

When

men,

thoughts,
or can

no

malice, no
I I
can am

spleen; I
listen,and
among

feel free
from I
or

to

speak
one

to

be

silent. When

every
have

learn.

women,

evil

thoughts, malice, spleen;


am

I cannot and
be this

speak
You

be

silent ; I

full of
am

suspicions,
a

therefore gone.

listen to
must

nothing
be

; I

in

hurry
put

to

charitable,and

all my

to perversity

my

being disappointed since


had At
cousin

boyhood."
But
was
now

his

time
he

come.
a

house
of had the

where

he

very

intimate,
Indian from

met

a family,

lady of
an

East

who connections, domestic

there He

foimd first

asylum
much

some

discomfort. did
not

heard then He

in her

which praise,

interest

him,

something
wrote
"

in her is not
a

which dispraise
a

took

his

fancy.
fine the

She

but is, at least, a Cleopatra,

Charmian eyes,
room,

she has
manners.

rich Eastern When


same

look she

she

has
into

and she

fine

comes as

makes

the

impression
fine and who may

the

beauty
of
:

of

leopardess. She
to

is too

too

conscious

herself from

repulse
she

any

man

address

her

habit

thinks
more me

that
at

nothing particular.
ease

I
:

always
the

find

myself
before

with

such
me

a a

woman

picture

always gives
feel possibly

life and

animation, which
inferior.
I am,
to

I cannot
at

with

anything
in I

such

times,
or

too
a

much tremble

occupied
:

admiring

be

awkward

in

forget
then she

because myself entirely,

I in

live

in

her."

He that

protests that

he

is not

love with

her, but

MEMOIR

OF

JOHN

KEATS.

xxxiii

kept
with him." and
talk

him

awake He
in
"

one

night, "as
cry to

tune

of Mozart's
moon

might do."
him

won't

take

the

home

his
then

pocket, nor reverting to


a man

fret to leave her

behind

And
:

his love to his brothers

sisters of
a

"As

of the
as
an

world, I
to

love

the love
me,

rich the and

Charmian
of you. like you the

eternal

being,I
ruin

thought
I should

I should
to
save

like her

me."
of his friend this him

Residing in
in

house

Mr.

Brown, path
of

and life it
as

daily intercourse
have lain out

with
before

lady,the

would
not
to
soon

indeed,had brightly
were

appeared that
their union

his circumstances

such

render

very

if not difficult, and the

impossible.
heart disease.
and

The
now

radiant
came was

imagination
Genius

redundant

into

fierce conflict with his

poverty
the

Hope
and

there,with
never

everlasting sustainer,
as

Fear

approached but
the

companion
wear

of

: Necessity

but

of passionhelped to intensity

away

and frame feeble, originally physical have lived longer if he had loved less. Several of the Tales and Odes, which are
a

he

might

contained
had before been

in

the

volume

of time and
"

miscellaneous
:

poetry,
of Basil
"

written

by
"

this

the
"

"

Pot

his the the

highland tour,
Odes
to

the and and

Eve
"

of St.
on

Psyche
year.

Agnes," and Melancholy," in


to

winter;

"Lamia"

the
most

"Ode of

Autumn"
the

in the

advancing
influence

In

these

Spenserian

is still

doubt

by

the

predominant, augmented no strongly study of the Italian Poets, to which,


Keats himself. sedulously applied
"

during these months,


The

fragment

of

"

Hyperion

which

Lord

Byron, with
c

xxxiv

MEMOIR

OF

JOHN

KEATS.

an

exaggeration
to
"

akin

to

his

former

depreciation,
the

declared
as

seem as

actuallyinspiredby

Titans
so

and

sublime

^schylus,"
inspirationas
have
too cannot

was

written
to

sensibly
to

under author.
"

another
"

be

distasteful
he

its

given
many

up

Hyperion,"
but in

writes,
in it.

there

were verse

Miltonic

inversions
an

Miltonic

be written

or artful,

rather, artist's humour."


different diction which the styles,
was

In all these
in

Poems,
and

in

their

progress
The

purity

grace

of

manifest. been into

simplicityof
Goldsmith and and the

language Cowper, by
him

had

inaugurated by
a

formalised and other

theory by Wordsworth,
both

writers
to

of the

Lake

and been

London

schools Keats

carried
to
a

extravagance, had
of

adapted by
to

class and
it

subjects to
was on

which, according
minds
Such

taste literary

it habit,

especially inappropriate,
many almost of the the Gods

and

where of

produced
classical

sensation
as

burlesque.

had

formal

spoken English isipto this time had done so in of and courtly language, and the familiarity
diction which
in

poetic
its

any

case

was

novel, here
has taken

appeared extravagant. place


a as a

Now

that

Endymion
and the

great English Poem,


which week's

is in

truth

become

region of delightin
"a

generation finds
can

stroll in of those

youth of every the summer," we


if
in

hardly feel
had been
matters

the force

which, objections,
critics who

they
other have
with
to

temperately urged by recognisedthe


weight
himself.
not

genius
with while he had

of

Keats, would

had
the

due Poet

only

the he

public

but

But

owed

nothing
own

the

sledge-hammer censure

endured, his

xxxvi

MEMOIR

OF

JOHN

KEATS.

been

wanting,
Keats of

which

Shakspeare
short visit

combines

with

high
in of

philosophyor
George

with

fairy-land.
to

paid a
this

England
his share

the
the

early part
property
himself

year

and

received

of the

youngest
thus the

brother.

He

probably repaid
education
received
or was

for moneys

advanced
share

for John's which time John

and liabilities,
not

above

200^.
of John's

By
the

this

little,if anything,
it is

remained
to not

originalfortune, and
more

deeply
did
the

be

that regretted
come

brother enterprising

to

some

distinct

understanding with
as

other,before
future
that
means

he
of

quitted England, finally


support.
with him

to

John's

Keats'
some
no

friends

believed
of John's

George
to

took

remnants

fortune
in

speculatewith, but
the

proof of
side ;

this remains after his

any

of when

letters the

on

either

and,
of

John's eflPects

death,
showed

legal
were

administration

that

no

debts

owing

to

the

estate, George
his
utmost to

without offered, his discharge At press


late to the
most

any

to obligation,

do

brother's
when

engagements.
these embarrassments
he returned

time

began
one

to

heavily on
in
a

Keats,
state

night
he

Hampstead
like violent outside

of

ment, strange physical excite:

intoxication

he

told

his friend
a

had

been

the
"

stage-coachand
feel

received

severe

but chill,

added,
the round

I don't

it now."

Getting into
is blood the sudden that in
"

bed,

he
me

slightlycoughed,
candle,"and
with
*^

and

said,

"

That
on

bring
solemn it

after

gazing
of

pillow,
and

turning

an

expression
the colour

calm, said,

I know
"

of

blood,
that

is arterial

blood,

cannot

be

deceived

MEMOIR

OF

JOHN

KEATS.

xxxvii

colour ; that
He
was

drop

is my

death

warrant.

I must
some

die."

bled,
"If

fell

asleep, and, During


would
have

after his
me

weeks,
he

apparently
Mr.
me

recovered.
you

illness
recover,

told
flatter

Brown,
with
a

hope
so

of

happiness when
that I
can
"

I shall be

well ; for

am

now

weak
one

be

flattered
at

into

hope."
before,

When of
a man

he

said of

day,
Keats with

Look

my

hand,

it is that

it was fifty,"

remembered
in
a

that lane
near

years

Coleridge meeting
and Mr.

Highgate,
round in
to

shaking
Hunt

hands

him,
"

had

turned is death

and

whispered,
at

There

that

hand." This
its

illness seemed
:

the
wrote

time
to

not

to

be

without in

compensations
"

he

Mr.

Eice

Feb.

(1820):"
For
a

six

months

before

was

taken
that

I ill,

had

not

passed
me,
or

tranquil day.
I
was

Either

gloom overspread passionatefeeling,


the

as

under suffering
to

some

or, if I turned

that versify,
The
me.

acerbated of

poison of
had

either
their
must

sensation.

beauties

nature

lost
I

power

over

How

(here astonishingly
far mind
as

premise
a

that

as illness,

can

judge
load
me

in

so

short

time,

has

relieved

my

of makes

of

tive decepthe its

thoughts things
chance in of
a

and

images,
"

and

perceive
of

truer

light), how
the
us

does astonishingly

leaving
I babble,'

world
!

impress
poor

sense

natural
I do the from to
me

beauties
^

upon

Like of green

FalstafF, though
muse

not

think
on

fields ; I
I

with

greatest
my
as

affection

every

flower
and

have
are

known
as new

infancy ;
if I had

their

shapes

colours with
a

justcreated

them

superhuman

xxxviii

MEMOIR

OF

JOHN

KEATS.

fancy.
most

It is because

they

are

connected

with
our

the lives.
most

of thoughtlessand happiest moments have seen foreign flowers in hothouses,of

the

beautiful The
see

nature, but
of

I
our

do

not

care

straw

for them. I want


to

simple flowers

Spring are

what

again."
And
he
saw was

them

"

for towards

the end much

of the

spring
the

his

health

apparently so
however
went met to

better
tour

that

physician
Mr. exertion

recommended

another

in

Scotland. for the


in

Brown,
and
never

thought
:

him
two

unfit friends

alone

the
In

parted

May
Keats he
to
was

and had

again.
a

the

previous autumn
when

removed
to

lodging in Westminster,
some soon

trying
his

make

money found

by contributing
he had

works, but periodical


own

lated miscalcuname

powers
**

of endurance.

She, whose

Was But

ever never

on on

his his

lip tongue," his

exercised
him
nor

too

mighty
at
a

restraint

over was

being
at

for

to

remain

distance
he
soon on

which reti^ned
her

neither
to

absence least

presence, could
rest

and his

where

he each

eyes

habitation, and society.


have
a

enjoy
Mr. but

chance

opportunity of
seems

her
to

After all

Brown's

departure,he
with her sad

been

domesticated with of
some

family

for

short absolute

time, but

the

consciousness

of the

necessity
at work

great change of life to ward


"

off*absolute
"

titution. des-

My mind,"
to

he

writes,
what

has
to
"

been

all

over

the world

find

out at

do. South

I have

my

choice of three

things or,

two least,

America,

MEMOIR

OF

JOHN

KEATS.

xxxix

or

surgeon
fate.
was

to

an

Indiaman,

which
a

last,I think, will

be my
It

I shall resolve

in

few

days."
forced
of

probably this
his

pressure

which volume
even

him,
and

against Poems,
world
to

will, to publish the


seemed
at last to

Tales

which
some

move

the

literary
no

consciousness it
was

of

his merits.

It had

but greatl^sale, without

received

and, respectfully,
soon

even so

the
an

catastrophe that
in

invested
gone far

it with

solemn
him
as

it would interest,

have

to'establish
its
pletion com-

poet
had he

even

vulgar fame.
time
"

During
on an

he

spent

much

Ariosto-like

Poem, which
his
as

called the

Cap

and

Bells," exhibiting getting away


gross realities His
a

play

of

fancy to great advantage,and


as

it were,

far

as

from possible,

the

that
main

occupied passion
not

and finds

tormented
no

his
in

existence.
verse

place

his

few,
from

and

eminent,
the adds

fragments betray
careful
one

the the
to

haunting
topic
the
truth

thought, but
his literature that the

exclusion
more

of

testimony by
in

highest poetry
and the his

exhibits

itself in the

objective

forms,

moulded

coloured
not

feelings and

experiencesof
of sensations.

writer, and
immediate

subjectiverepresentations

and

perhaps temporary

Keats

thought
a

himself

to

be blood other

slowly
came

but

surely
followed which
in
a

when recovering,

of spitting chest that have and

on,

by tightness of
made
milder It it

the

symptoms,
a

apparent
would

nothing
a

but

winter

climate
to

chance what

of

saving

his life.

is sad

contemplate
would

with

under delight,
a

other

he auspices,

have

undertaken

visit to

xl

MEMOIR

OF

JOHN

KEATS.

those

southern

lands, the
those
so

favourites

of

nature, still
of

tenanted which
he
"

by
had
the

mjthologic
made peculiarly
to

presences his
own.
me

beauty
Now he

writes,
every

journey
and

Italywakes
me

at

daylight
I

morning,
to

haunts it

horribly.
with He the felt he

shall
of
a

endeavour

go,

though
in him

be

sensation had and

marching
'^

up

against a

battery."
not

core
no

of

disease

easy

to

pull out,"
to

he

had pangs
for
a

sufficient of

hope
by
must to

of ultimate
He

good
had that

remedy

the

present separation.
weeks that
have he had the
one

been

tended
soothe

few
and

hand

could
for
ever.

him,
he

leave,perhaps
go alone but had

And
of the

would

for the

affection
won

Mr.

Severn, the

young the
not

who artist,

just
for

gold medal painting


twelve

given by
which
had

Royal Academy
been

for historical the last

adjudged
himself middle
Keats of

years.

Regardless of personaland professional


to

advantagesthe painter devoted


poet, and
sea.

the

afflicted

they started
Mr.

in the

September by despondease,
on

When

embarked, scarcely
Brown, taking
to

wrote

ingly to
^^

that

opportunity of
wishes
and
to

for

time

seems

press."
not

He

write he

subjectsthat recurringto
"

would
that

agitatehim,
wears recover

yet
away.

is

ever

which would

his heart of

If

my

body

this itself,
to
*

would

vent prefor

it ; the very will be


a

thing which
of my
to

I want

live most

great occasion
and I wish

death.*
me

I wish

for death

every
and
even

day
those
sea,

night
death

deliver

from

these

pains,

then

aw^ay, for death


are

would

destroy
Land

pains,which
and

better

than

nothing.

and

weakness

decline,are

great separators.

MEMOIR

OF

JOHN

iCEATS.

xli

but pang

death
of

is the this

great divorcer
has
of in

for

ever.

When my
"^

the

thought
bitterness
at

passed through
death is

mind,
*

I may
am

say the
a

passed.
woman,

I
as

in

state
can

present
do

which

merely
than

woman,

have

more

power

over

me

stocks
w^ith
:

and

stones, and
to

yet

the

difference of my and
the my other sister
to
a

sensations is

respect
one seems

Miss
to

amazing

the

absorb
of my

degree

incredible.
;

I seldom the

think
of

brother

and is

sister in America

thought
"

leaving Miss
sense

beyond everything
over me
"

horrible

the

of darkness

coming

eternallysee
At
that
^^

her the

figureeternallyvanishing." gloom
grows

Naples
the

still

darker, and
I
a

we

feel

night
fresh

is at hand. air revived


me
a

The

and little,
write

hope
short I
am

am

well letter
to

enough
"

this
can

morning
be

to

you

calm afraid As
I
"

if that

called

one,

in which

speak
gone

of what
thus

I would far into

fainest

dwell
go

upon.
on
a

have

it, I

must

little

perhaps
presses
no
more

it may
me.

relieve The
me. was
can

the

load

of

wretchedness I shall
I should I should

which
see

upon

persuasion that My
in bear ! that

her have

will kill
her

dear

Brown,
and
"

had

when
well.

I I

health,
to

have
bear
to

remained leave
have

die !

I !
me

cannot

her.
in my
me

Oh,

God

God

God

Everything
of

trunks like
a

reminds The
silk

her

goes in

through
my

spear.
my her the
a
"

liningshe put My imagination


her
"

scalds travelling-cap about in

head.
I
see

is

horribly vivid
There is
me

hear

her.

nothing
from

world moment.

of

sufficient interest to This


was

divert

her

the

case

xlii

MEMOIR

OF

JOHN

KEATS.

when

was

in

England.
time that

I cannot I
was on
a

without recollect,

shuddering, the
and

prisonerat

Hunt's
all

used

to

keep
was

my
a

eyes

fixed

Hampstead
seeing
near

day.
"

Then Now
'^ *

there !
"

good hope
be

of

her

again
she lives.

0
*

that

I could there

buried
news ever

where ?

Is

any
had

of

George

0, that
me or

something
brothers upon
be
me

fortunate I

happened
but dear

to

my

! then
as a

might

hope, My

despair is
for
a

forced

habit.
for
ever.

Brown,
say

my

sake,
about

her

advocate
I do
not

I cannot

word

Naples ;
novelties should Oh
!

feel at all concerned


me.

in the thousand

around

I know

am

afraid
that

to

write
not

to

her.

like her

to

do

forget her.
breas.t.
It
taining con-

Brown,
and

have

coals
human

of

fire in heart
is

my

me surprises

that

the
so

capable of
Was
I born

bearing
'

much

misery.
most to
come

for

this end He from


he the

received Mr.

at

Naples
him

affectionate
to

letter

Shelley urging
receive every he

Pisa, where
After
one

would many

comfort

and

attention.
at

annoyances

encountered
not

Kome,

almost that
at

regrets that he did


Pisa he of could Dr. the
not

accept

this

offer, except
skilful led

have Sir

the experienced

solicitude
him

(now
dark

James) Clark,
of
care

which

through
every bestow.

passages medical alone and


wrote

mortal
and

sickness

with could

alleviation that It
was

knowledge
his life On
"

thus

that

was

preserved during
last
tone

December
he

January.
He

the
in
a

day
of

of mind
as

November somewhat

his last

letter,

less

painful.
as

spoke
were

of his

real life

something passed,and

if he

leading

xliv

MEMOIR

OF

JOHN

KEATS.

Severn "Thank Keats

thought
God
was one

he

still come." in

slept;
the

his

last

words

were

it has

buried
of the

Protestant

cemetery
on

at

Eome,
eye amid
and

most
man

beautiful
can

spots
It is
a

which

the

heart

of

rest.

grassy
walls

slope,
of the
tomb quarian antiname membered re-

verdurous

ruins

of

the

Honorian

diminished
which

city,surmounted
ascribed has
a

by
to

the

pyramidal
but which humbler

Petrarch research

Eemus,
to

attributed Tribune

the

of Caius

Cestius,

of
In

the
one

people, only
of these

by
voyages
had told into

his the

sepulchre.
past,
he which

mental Keats

precede death,
"

Severn
had of

that

thought
in

the in

intensest

sure pleathe
a

he

received

life another

was

watching
after

growth
while

flowers,"and
And
"

time,
"

lying

he quite still,
over

murmured,
there and

feel the do grow

flowers
even

growing
the

me."

they
of

all with

winter

long,

violets

daisies

mingling
"

the
one

fresh

herbage, and

in the

words
one

Shelley making
be the grass buried writer

in love with
so

death, to
Some
at

think

should

in

sweet

place."
was

years

ago, the

when
thick

of

this

memoir

Eome,

had ever howbut

nearly overgrown
few whether
or

the

humble
our

tomb-stone, which
race

strangers of
this record

omit the
as as

to

visit ; of

of him
as

escapes

wreck

years
guage lanthe

not, there

will

remain,
be

long
as

the
it

English
extends,

lasts,and

read,
erected
of

far

glorious monument,

by

the

living genius
will
in the it be

of

Shelley,the
how

Elegy
few

Adonais.

Nor

gotten, for-

years

afterwards,
the

extended

a burying-ground,

little above

grave

of

Keats, was

MEMOIR

OF

JOHN

KEATS.

xlv

placed
^^

another

stone, recording that


worldworn

below

rests

the
"

passionate and
Cor The

heart

of

Shelley himself
consider

Cordium."*

thoughtful
the

reader

will

hardly
it these
common
more

this

biographicalsketch,personalas
in

is,without
Poems

its worth in the

estimating

due

position of

history of
the the

British

literature. the Poet

By
enters

consent,
into directly of
a

of individuality

consideration
other mental

of

his works That

than these

that

writer should

in be

any the
no

field.
a

Poems

productions of
more

young

surgeon'sapprentice,with study
and

opportunities of
to

reflection
of

than and be

belonged
country,

the

general middle
a

class

his time

is in

itself

wonder, only to psychological


of

paralleled by
this the reflection

the

phenomenon
the

Chatterton.

While

enhances the

and originality of and


a

palliates picture

defects
that

of

earlier works

Keats, the
and

of

sympathetic temper
led
his

genial disposition,
unscholastic
him in

which
treatment to

imagination to
of

novel

of classical
a

and tradition,

made

labour
his
us

realise

world

love
at

and

beauty
would and

which

heart ascribe

found
to

itself most the


morose

home,

induce

to

nature

lonely pride
of

of

Bristol's
rarest

prodigy
And

much many in

of

the

misdirection undeserved
course

the

talents, and when,


him

otherwise the
of

mities. calalater

pursuing
the victim

of the

Poet

we

find

too

critical with

contempt,
acute

haunted

by pressing poverty, blighted in


r

struck

sical phy-

and sufl*ering,

his

deepest afl'ections,

The

words

on

the

stone.

xlvi

MEMOIR

OF

JOHN

KEATS.

and

yet, with

genius
to

above the

and fate, rectifying

purifying his
interest

powers

very
our

last, our

personal
poet by
is
not

identifies
better

itself with

admiration, literary
of
man.

and

we

appreciatethe
the
was

merit the

the
It

understanding
indeed cradled
what that into he

nobilityof notably
in

one

of

those

who
in

"are

poetry by wrong," and


teach

"learn

suffering
manded de-

they

song,"
for
its

for

his

temperament
and
;

happiness expanded
from the
without

atmosphere,
his
powers

pleasure
it
was

enervating
for the

but,
his

perhaps required,

vindication

of

nature

charge of

sentimental
be

and sensuality

unmanly
should
be

dependence,that
that the
or

he should

thus

tried,and severely
death

the

simple story
of those

of his life and who

refutation

knowingly calumniated,
him.

misapprehended unconsciously
The works of Keats
test

have

now

sustained,in
and

some

degree,the
be

of

time

; his

generation, fertile
a

in

has passed away, poetical ability, may instituted among


on a

fair

comparison
for

its

competitors
so

fame.

Without it cannot

entering
be

question of
these

much
are

intricacy,
read

denied student

that

Poems

by

every natural

accurate

of

English
find much the of

literature.

It is

that

the young take

should
so

especial delightin
of their
author

productions which
from world.
not
man.

inspiration
and

the

exuberant

of vitality eternal

of the does

But

the

youth
to

antique beauty portion of


of of the the

confine And

its influences

any

life of

thus

the the

admiration
hot

writings of
and clamorous

Keats

survives

impulses
open,

early years,
the

these

pages

often

remain

when

MEMOIR

OF

JOHN

KEATS.

xlvii

sublimities intruders
these

of

Byron
on

and the
the

Shelley
calm of

come

to

be of

come unwel-

maturer

age.

To and

and
listen

such

voices

poetic

sense

still

listens,
instructive

will
harmonies

ever, and

in

preference fancy
this

to

more

the

recognises
wonderful

in

the

plished unaccom-

promise
that

of

boy,

symbol organisation
may
seem

of

old

world,
and
been the

where

the

perfect
type
and
of

physical
ideal

of

man

perfect
crushed

beauty by
because
in

to

have but

obliterated
in

barbarian these and

hands,
very

which could

perished,
only
of be

truth,
realised universe.

aspirations
more

another

still

glorious

order

the

END

YMION

POETIC

ROMANCE.

INSCRIBED

TO

THE

MEMOEY

OP

THOMAS

CHATTERTOK

"^

THE

STRETCHED

METRE

OF

AN

ANTIQUE

SONG,

PEEFACE.

in

great
of

object.
to

This

is

not

written

with

the

least

atom

purpose
I

forestall

criticisms

of

course,

but

from

the

desire

have

to

conciliate

men

who

are

competent
eye,
to

to

look,
of

and

who

do

look

with

zealous

the

honour

English

literature.

The

imagination
of
a man

of

boy

is

healthy,
;

and

the

mature

imagination
of life

is

healthy
the soul

but

there

is

space the

between,

in

which

is

in

ferment,

character

undecided,

the

way

of

life

uncertain, mawkishness,
I

the

ambition

thick-sighted
ail the thousand

thence

proceeds
which those

and

bitters

men

speak

of

must

necessarily

taste

in

going

over

the

following

pages.
I

hope

have

not

in

too

late

day
its

touched

the

beautiful

mythology
wish
to

of

Greece,

and

dulled

brightness
farewell.

for

try

once

more,

before

bid

it

TEiGy

MOUTH,

April

10,

1818.

ENDYMION.

BOOK

I.

A Its

THING

of

beauty

is

joy
; ;

for

ever

loveliness
into

increases

it will but
a

never

Pass
A

nothingness quiet
for
us,

still

will

keep

bower of

and
and
morrow,

sleep
and
we

Full

sweet
on

dreams,
every
to

health,
are

quiet breathing. wreathing

Therefore,
A

flowery
of

band

bind
of

us

to

the
inhuman

earth,
dearth

Spite
Of Of

despondence,
natures,
of

the

noble
all

the and
:

gloomy

days,
ways

the for

unhealthy
our

o'er-darken'd yes,
in away

Made Some
From Trees For With That

searching
of

spite
the
sun,
a

of

all.

shape
our

beauty

moves

pall
the
moon,

dark

spirits.
young,
;

Such

the

old

and

sprouting
and such
are

shady
daffodils

boon

simple
the for

sheep
green

world
a

they

live

in
covert

and make

clear

rills

themselves the hot


a

cooling
;

'Gainst
Rich And We All An

season

the of

mid-forest
musk-rose of the

brake,
blooms dooms
;
:

with such

sprinkling
is the

fair

too

grandeur
for
we

have

imagined
tales that

the have

mighty
heard

dead
or

lovely
endless

read

fountain
unto
us

of

immortal the heaven's

drink,
brink.

Pouring

from

I
6
ENDYMION.

Nor do
For That
one

we

merelyfeelthese
; no, even

essences

short hour

as

the

trees

become soon round a temple whisper does the moon. Dear as the temple's so self, The passion infinite, poesy, glories become a cheering Haunt us tillthey light and bound to us so fast, souls, or gloom o'ercast, That, whether there be shine,
Unto
our

must They alway

be with us,

or

we

die.

that I 'tis with fullhappiness Therefore, Will trace the storyof Endymion.
has gone The very music of the name Into my being, and each pleasant scene Is Of

fresh before me growing


our own
: so valleys

as

the green

I will begin

Now Now And


About

while I
in

cannot

hear the

while the
run

budders early

din ; city's are just new,

of the youngesthue old forests ; while the willow trails


mazes

Its delicateamber

and the

dairy pails
And,
as

Bringhome
Grows

increase of milk.

the year

steer I '11smoothly stalks, juicy for many quiet hours, boat, My little into bowers. With streams that deepenfreshly

lush in

Many

and many a verse I hopeto write, vermeil rimm'd and white. Before the daisies, Hide in deepherbage ; and ere yet the bees
Hum about

of clover and globes

sweet

peas,

must

be

O may no See it half-finish'd : but let Autumn With of sober universal tinge
me

the middle of my story. season, bare and hoary, wintry


near

bold.

gold.
an

Be all about And


now

at

end. I send once, adventuresome,


when I make

ENDYMION.

My

herald

thoughtinto
trumpet

wilderness

There

let its

blow, and

My uncertain path with green, Easily onward, thorough flowers Upon


A the

quicklydress that I may speed


and weed.

sides of Latmos

was

outspread

mighty forest ; for the moist earth fed all weed-hidden So plenteously roots Into o'erhangingboughs, and precious fruits. And it had gloomy shades, sequester'd deep. if from Where went man no ; and shepherd's keep those inmost A lamb glens. stray'd far a-down Never again saw he the happy pens Whither his brethren, bleatingwith content. Over the hills at every night-fall went. Among the shepherds 'twas believed ever, lamb which thus did sever That not one fleecy the white flock,but pass'd From worried un By any wolf, or pard with pryinghead, unfooted plains Until it came to some Where fed the herds of Pan : ay, great his gains
Who thus
one

lamb

did lose.

Paths

there

were

many,

Winding through palmy fern, and rushes fenny. And ivy banks ; all leadingpleasantly could only see To a wide lawn, whence one Stems the swell throngingall around between branches Of tuft and slanting could tell : who
The freshness round
of the space

of heaven

above,
a

Edged
Would
A

with dark its

tree-tops? through which


often
too

dove

often beat

wings, and
across

little cloud

would

move

the blue.

Full There

in the

middle marble

of this

pleasantness
a

stood

altar,with
and

tress

Of flowers budded

newly ;

the dew

ENDYMION.

Had

taken upon the

phantasiesto fairy
the

strew

Daisies And
For
so

sacred

sward

last

eve,

dawned
the
morn

't was every

Made
Of A

eastern

in receive. light pomp : Apollo's upward fire cloud a silvery pyre

brightnessso unsullied, that therein well might win melancholy spirit


melt
:

Oblivion, and
Into the

out

his

essence

fine

winds

rain-scented
sweets to ;

Gave The
To

temperate
lark
was

eglantine that well- wooing


cold had springs

sun run

lost in him

warm

their chilliest bubbles


voice
s

in the grass ;
;

Man's Of

was

on

the

mountains

and

the

mass

nature

lives and

wonders
its

To

feel this sun-rise and

pulsed tenfold, old. glories


the dawn

Now Were All A

while

the

silent

workings of

busiest,into that self-same

lawn

suddenly,with joyfulcries, there sped


troop of little children

garlanded ;

round the altar,seem'd to pry gathering Earnestly round as wishingto espy folk of holiday had they waited Some : nor Who
For With many
a

moments, faint breath its

ere

their

ears

were even

sated

of music, which died away

then

Fill'd Within
Its To

out
a

voice, and

again.

again it gave with a gentle wave, airyswellings,

little space

echoes breaking leaves, in smoothest light-hung valleys, ere their death, o'ertaking Through copse-clad The surgy murmurs of the lonely sea.
"

And

now,

as
a

Might
Fair

mark

deep into lynx'seye,


a

the wood
there

as

we

glimmer'd light
white,

faces and

rush

of

garments

ENDYMION.

Plainer
Into the

and

plainer showing,till at
alleythey
all

last

widest

past,

for the woodland altar. Making directly ! let not my weak 0 kindly muse tongue falter In telling of this goodly company, Of their old piety, and of their glee: But let a portionof ethereal dew Fall on my head, and presentlyunmew My soul ; that I may dare, in wayfaring, old Chaucer where To stammer used to sing.

j|

Leading the way, young damsels danced along, Bearing the burden of a shepherd's song; Each having a white wicker, overbrimm'd tender With : next, well trimm'd, April's younglings of shepherds with as sunburnt A crowd looks
As Such When Let may
as

be
sat

read

of in Arcadian

books

round listening for deity,

pipe, Apollo's
earth
too

ripe, die divinity o'erflowing In music, through the vales of Thessaly : Some idly trail'd their sheep-hookson the ground, And mellow sound some kept up a shrilly With flutes : close after these, ebon-tipped
his

the great

Now
A

coming

from

beneath

the

forest trees,

priestfull soberly. Begirtwith ministeringlooks : alway his Steadfast the matted turf he kept. upon
venerable

eye

And
From Of

after him
his

his sacred there

vestments

righthand

swung
basket

swept. milk-white, vase,

mingled wine, out-sparkling generous


in his left he herbs held that
a

light ;
cull
:

And

full

Of all sweet
Wild

searching eye
cresses

could
still

thyme,
Leda's

and

whiter valley-lilies

Than

love, and

from

the rill.

10

ENDYMION.

His

aged head, crowned with beechen Seem'd like a pollof ivy in the teeth
winter hoar. Then
came

wreath,
crowd

Of Of

another

in due time aloud lifting shepherds, share of the ditty. After them Their appear'd, by a multitude that rear'd Up-follow'd Their voices to the clouds, a fair-wrought car to mar so as scarce Easily rolling of three steeds of dapple brown The freedom :

Who

stood therein

did

seem

of

great

renown

blown, Among the throng. His youth was fully Showing like Ganymede to manhood grown ; And, for those simple times, his garments were beneath his breast, half bare, A chieftain king's : Was hung a silver bugle,and between knees His nervy there lay a boar-spear keen.
A To Of But A

smile
common

was

on

his countenance
one

; he

seem'd

lookers-on, like
in groves
were some

who

dream'd

idleness
there

Elysian :
who

lurking trouble
see

in his

could feelingly nether lip.


the reins

scan

And

that his

oftentimes

would

hands : then forgotten And think of yellow leaves, of owlets' cry, Of logspiledsolemnly. Ah, well-a-day. Why should our young Endymion pine away

Through

slip would they sigh,

"

Soon

the

assembly, in
veneration
:

circle
:

ranged,
look
was

Stood silent round


To
sudden

the shrine
women

each meek

changed
cheek

Beckon'd
Of

their

sons

to

silence

while

each

virginbloom paled gently for slightfear. Endymion too, without a forest peer. and pale,and with an Stood, wan, awed face, chase. Among his brothers of the mountain

12

ENDYMION.

drinkingit,and while cracklingin the fragrant Bay leaves were pile, frankincense And was sparklingbright gummy and a hazy light 'Neath smothering parsley, Spread greylyeastward, thus a chorus sang :
Now
was
"

while

the

earth

thou, whose

mighty palaceroof

doth

hang

jagged trunks, and overshadoweth Eternal glooms, the birth, life,death whispers, Of unseen flowers in heavy peacefulness Who lovest to see the hamadryads dress Their ruffled locks where meeting hazels darken ; And hours dost sit,and hearken through whole solemn The dreary melody of bedded reeds where dank In desolate places, moisture breeds The pipy hemlock to strange overgrowth. Bethinking thee, how melancholy loth do thou now. wast Thou to lose fair Syrinx By thy love's milky brow !
From
,
"

"

Bv

all the tremblincj


us,

mazes

that she

ran.

Hear

great Pan

*'

thou, for whose


their time voices thou

Passion
What

soul-soothing quiet,turtles cooingly'mong myrtles.


at

wanderest

eventide
outskirt the whom

Through
Of thine

sunny

meadows,
realms

that
:

side

enmossed

thou,

to

foredoom even now fig-trees bees Their ripen'd fruitage ; yellow-girted leas Their golden honeycombs ; our village and poppied corn beans Their fairest blossom'd The chuckling linnet its five young unborn, To sing for thee ; low-creepingstrawberries

Broad-leaved

Their
Their

summer

coolness

pent-up

butterflies

freckled

wings ;

yea, the fresh-

budding year

ENDYMION.

13

All its

completions
"

be

quickly near,
the mountain

By
0

every

wind

that !

nods

pine,

forester divine

"

Thou,

to

whom

every

faun

and

satyr flies

For The Or To Or

to surprise willingservice ; whether fit ; squatted hare while in half-sleeping flit upward ragged precipices the eagle's from maw save poor lambkins

draw by mysterious enticement Bewilder'd shepherds to their path again ; the frothy main, round Or to tread breathless And For

gather up
thee
to

all fancifullest into Naiads'

shells

tumble

cells,

And,

: being hidden, laugh at their out-peeping Or to delightthee with fantastic leaping. The while they pelt each other on the crown and fir-cones brown With oak-apples, silvery
"

By
Hear

all the echoes


us,

that

about

thee

ring,

satyr king !
to
anon

"

Hearkener
ever

the
to

shears. loud-clapping
his shorn peers of the

While
A
ram

and

goes

: bleating

Winder

horn,
corn

When

snouted

wild-boars

routing tender

round farms, our : Breather Anger our huntsman harms To keep off mildews, and all weather : of undescribed sounds. Strange ministrant hollow That grounds. come a-swooning over barren And wither : on moors drearily of the mysterious doors Dread opener see, Leading to universal knowledge of Dryope, Great son
"

The With

many

that

are

come

to

pay !

their

vows

leaves about

their brows

14

ENDYMION.

unimaginablelodge For solitary thinkings; such as dodge Conceptionto the very bourne of heaven,
**

Be

still the

Then
That Gives Be A An An With

leave

the

naked

brain

be

still the

leaven, earth,

spreadingin
it
a a

this dull and


"

clodded
birth
:

touch

ethereal
of

new

still

symbol

immensity :
a

firmament
element

reflected in the filling


"

sea

space
more :

between
we

unknown

but

no

hands our uplift And giving out a shout Conjure thee to receive our Lycean ! Upon thy Mount

humbly screen foreheads,lowlybending, most heaven-rending,


humble
"

Paean,

Even A shout

while
from

they brought
the

the

burden
arose,

to

close,

whole

multitude like

That Of Of

'd in the air linger abrupt thunder, when

dying rolls
shoals

Ionian

through the brine. dolphinsbob their noses Meantime, on shady levels, mossy fine, Young companies nimbly began dancing To the swift treble pipe,and humming string. forms swam heavenly Ay, those fair living To tunes : forgotten out of memory
"

Fair

creatures

! whose its heroes


ever
"

young
not

children's children

bred

ThermopylsB
But

yet dead.
did

in old marbles

beautiful.

unconscious High genitors,


Time's And The Of A Or
sweet

they

cull

first-fruits
"

then

in

quiet circles
turf, and

they danced to weariness, did they press

caught the latter end some strange history, potent to send mind from its bodilytenement. voung intent they might watch the quoit-pitchers,

hillock

ENDYMION.

15

On Of
Of Who

either side

the pitying

sad

death

Hyacinthus, when Zephyr slew him,


now,
ere

the cruel breath


"

Zephyr penitent,
mounts

Phoebus

the

firmament,

Fondles

the

flower

amid
a

the

sobbing rain.

The

archers

too, upon

wider

plain,
of the

shaft, featherywhizzing the dull twanging bowstring,and the raft And down Branch sweeping from a tall ash top, Caird up a thousand thoughts to envelope watch. who would Those Perhaps, the tremblingknee of frantic And lonelyNiobe, gape when her lovely Niobe ! Poor, lonely young
Were

Beside

the

dead
a

and

gone,

and her

her

caressing tongue

Lay
And Her

lost

thing upon
very cheeks.
a

very,

deadliness

paly lip. did nip


from this sad mood loud

motherly
one,

Aroused

By

who

at

distance bow

halloo'd.

into the air. his strong Uplifting after visions stare Many might brighter After the

Argonauts, in blind
on

amaze

Tossing
There

about

Until, from
shot
a

Neptune'srestless ways, the horizon's vaulted side. goldensplendourfar


million
:

and the

wide.
brine

Spanglingthose
With From
A

poutings of
an

quiveringore
the

'tw^as even of

awful

shine

exaltation

heavenlybeacon
thus
turn sat
were

Who

Apollo'sbow ; dreary woe. for ripe high contemplating,


in their

Might
Where

their

steps towards
and in the

Endymion 'Mong shepherdsgone The silvery settingof There they discoursed


That

ring aged priest


looks increased
star.

the sober

eld, whose
mortal the

their upon

bar fragile ethereal


;

keeps us

from

our

homes

16

ENDYMION.

And

what

our

duties there

to
summer

call nightly weather


;

Vesper, the beauty-crestof


To For
summon

all the

downiest

clouds

together

purple couch ; to emulate In ministeringthe potent rule of fate With speed of fire-tail'dexhalations ; cheek with bloom, who cons To tint her pallid Sweet poesy by moonlight : besides these, A world of other unguess'd offices. Anon they wander'd, by divine converse, Into Elysium ; vying to rehearse his own bliss. Each one anticipated
the

sun's

One His

felt heart-certain

that he could

not

miss

quick-gonelove, among fair Where every zephyr-sighpouts,


Her

blossom'd
and endows

boughs,

welcoming. Another wish'd, 'mid that eternal spring, his ros}''child, with feathery To meet sails, through almond vales : Sweeping, eye-earnestly, Who, suddenly,should stoop through the smooth wind; with the balmiest leaves his temples bind ; And after,through those regionsbe And, ever his little Mercury. His messenger, athirst in soul to see Some were again Their fellow-huntsmen o'er the wide champaign In times long past ; to sit with them, and talk in their earthlywalk ; Of all the chances their plenteous stores Comparing,joyfully, the moors. Of happiness,to when upon Benighted,close they huddled from the cold. And shared their famish'd scrips. Thus all out-told Their fond imaginations, savingliim Whose curtain'd up their jewels dim, eyelids Endymion : yet hourly had he striven To hide the cankeringvenom, that had riven
"

lipswith

music

for the

ENDYMION.

17

His
His The Or Or Or But

recollections. fainting
senses

Now

indeed
did not

had

swoon'd

off: he
the

heed

sudden

silence,or

low, whispers

the old eyes dissolving at his woe, anxious close of trembling palms, calls, or maiden's
in the
one even

itself sigh,that grief

embalms
he

self-same
on

fixed

trance

kept,
stept.

Like

who
as

the earth
as
a

had

never

Ay,

dead-still

marble

man,

Frozen

in that old tale Arabian.

Who

whispers him
sweet

so :

and pantingly of all those,

close ?

Peona, his
His And A

sister

friends,the dearest.
breathed
a

sister's

Hushing signs she made, to persuade sorrow

her care. on yielding up, a cradling Her eloquencedid breathe away the curse : She led him, like some nurse midnight spirit Of happy changes in emphatic dreams. Along a path between two little streams, Guarding his forehead, with her round elbow, From slow low-grown branches, and his footsteps From stumbling over stumps and hillocks small ; Until they came these streamlets fall. to where With mingled bubblingsand a gentlerush,
"

Into
With

river,clear,brimful, and

flush

crystal mocking of the trees and sky there hard by, A little shallop, floating Pointed its beak over the fringedbank ; and rose, and sank. it lightly And soon dipt, And diptagain,with the young couple's weight," Peona the water through guiding, straight. Towards a bowery island opposite ; Which she steered light gainingpresently,
Into
a

I'

shady,fresh, and ripply cove,


c

18

EKDYMIOK.

Where

nested
a

was

an

arbour,
silent

overwove

By
To

Her And

fingering ; used to bring she was whose cool bosom with their needle broidery, playmates, of times gone by. minstrel memories
many

summer's

So

she

was

gentlyglad to
couch,
new

see

him

laid

Under
On

her favourite bower's


own

quiet shade.
of flower

her

made

leaves,
shook,
took.
:

Dried When And Soon

on carefully

the cooler side of sheaves


his autumn
tresses

last the the tann'd


was ere

sun

harvesters

rich armfuls
rest

he

quietedto

slumbrous

But,
And
In A

Peona's

it crept upon him, he had prest busy hand againsthis lips.

held her finger-tips still, a-sleeping, tender And


as a

pressure. watch over patient

willow

keeps

Windingly by it,so
Held

that creeps the quiet maid

the stream

her in peace : so that a Of grass, a wailful gnat, a bee


in the
sere

Down

Among
0 That

whisperingblade bustling blue-bells,or a wren lightrustling leaves and twigs, might all be heard.
0 comfortable
sea

magic sleep!
broodest and

bird,
of the mind
unconfined

o'er the troubled

Till it is hush'd Restraint


!

smooth

! 0

! great key liberty imprison'd To golden palaces, strange minstrelsy. Fountains trees, bespangledcaves, grotesque, new Echoing grottoes, full of tumbling waves And moonlight ; ay, to all the mazy world Of silvery ! enchantment who, upfurl'd Beneath hour. thy drowsy wdng a triple
"

But

renovates

and

lives ?

"

Thus, in the bower,

20

ENDYMION.

through the damsel's hand ; spiritual, with Delphic emphasis, she spaun'd For still, The quick invisible strings, even though she saw melt away and thaw Endymion's spirit Before the deep intoxication.
Went,
But Her
soon

she

came,
"

with

sudden

And
That

self-possessionswung said : Brother, 'tis vain to hide earnestly of things mysterious, thou dost know
*'

burst, upon the lute aside,

Immortal,

starry ; such
to

alone

could thou
?
sent

thus sinn'd in

Weigh
A

down

Offensive

Hast thy nature. the heavenly powers

aught

Caught
?

Paphian dove upon a message Thy deathful bow againstsome Sacred to Dian ? Haply, thou
Her And naked limbs
among the

deer-herd
hast
seen

bent,

alders
can

green
trace

that, alas ! is death.


more

No, I

Something
^

in thy face high perplexing

"

Endymion
And And
Tell

look'd at her, and


Art in
our

press'dher hand,
wast
so

said,
merry
me

*'

thou

so

pale,who
?
me

bland

meadows
:

How

is this ? !

thine ailment
hast been

tell

all amiss
at

Ah

! thou

unhappy
me.

the

change
more

Wrought
Or
more

suddenly in

What

indeed

strange ?

surmise ? complete to overwhelm Ambition is no sluggard: 'tis no prize. That toiling put within my grasp. years would for : with so deadly gasp That I have sigh'd No man e'er panted for a mortal love. So all have set my above heavier grief These thingswhich happen. Rightlyhave they

done

I, who
Heave

still

saw

the horizontal shoulder

sun

his broad

o'er the then

edge
hurl'd

of the world,

Lucifer, and Out-facing

had

ENDYMION.

21

My
With A A To And

spear

aloft,as
steed

signalfor
from

the chase

"

I, who, for very


my
own

sport of heart, would

race

Araby ; pluck down vulture from his towery perching; frown lion into growling,loth retire
"

lose, at
sink
secret

once,

all my low ! but

fire, toil-breeding
I will
ease

thus

my
nest.

breast

Of

here grief,

in this

bowery
the

"

This

river does not progress


certain

see

naked

sky,

Till it Around

begins to
the from
at
a

silverly
of the

western

border

wood.

Whence,
Seems
And Had

spot, its winding flood


like
a

the

distance

crescent

moon

in that I been rather

nook, the very pride of June,


used for the
to

pass my

weary

eves

leaves unwilling So dear a pictureof his sovereignpower. And his most I could witness kingly hour, When he doth tighten up the golden reins, And down amber plains paces leisurely Now his chariot last when His snortingfour. Its beams againstthe zodiac-lion cast, blossom'd There suddenly a magic bed and poppies red : Of sacred dittany, At which I wonder'd greatly, knowing well That but one night had wrought this flowery spell ; down close by, began to muse And,' sitting it might mean. What Perhaps, thought I, Morpheus, In passing here, his ow4et pinions shook ; Or, it may be, ere matron Night uptook ebon Her Mercury, by stealth. urn, young Had dipp'dhis rod in it : such garland wealth Came not growth. Thus on I thought, by common Until my head was dizzyand distraught. The
sun

22

DNDYMION.

through the dancingpoppies stole to my soul ; A breeze most softly lulling And shaping visions all about my sight Of colours, wings, and bursts of spanglylight ;
Moreover,
The And which then then became
were

more

strange, and

strange, and
:

dim.

And The
Yet That

'd in a tumultuous swim gulf I tell fell asleep. Ah, can that
a

enchantment it
was

afterwards
:

befel ?
a

but

dream

yet such
like

dream

never

tongue, although it
utterance,
a

overteem

With

spring, Could figureout and to conceptionbring All I beheld and felt. Me thought I lay Watching the zenith, where the milky way Among the stars in virginsplendourpours ; And travelling my eye, until the doors Of heaven appear'dto open for my flight, loth and fearful to alight T became From such high soaringby a downward glance: stedfast in that airytrance. So kept me Spreading imaginarypinions wide. the stars began to glide, When, presently,
cavern

mellow

eager view : I sigh'dthat I could not pursue, At which And dropp'dmy vision to the horizon's verge before
my

And

faint away,

And
The A

lo ! from loveliest

opening clouds, I
moon,

that

ever

emerge silver'd o'er


she

saw

shell for

Neptune's goblet;

did

soar

passionately bright, my dazzled soul Commingling w^ith her argent spheresdid when she Through clear and cloudy,even
At

So

roll
went

last into

dark

and

vapoury
the

tent

"

Whereat, methought,
Of

planetsall
commune

were

in the

train lidless-eyed blue again.


once more

To

with

those

orbs,

I raised

ENDYMION.

23

My sightrightupward : but it was quite dazed down By a bright something,sailing apace, Making me quickly veil my eyes and face : Again I look'd,and, 0 ye deities, destinies ! from Olympus watch our Who ? that completed form of all completeness Whence ? of all sweetness that high perfection Whence came Speak, stubborn earth, and tell me where, 0 where Hast thou a symbol of her golden hair ? Not oat-sheaves droopingin the western sun ; Not thy soft hand, fair sister ! let me shun Such folly ^yetshe had, ing before thee mad ; me Indeed, locks brightenough to make And simply gordian'd they were up and braided. Leaving, in naked comeliness, unshaded. Her pearlround ears, white neck, and orbed brow ;
" "

The With

which
such

were a

blended

in, I know

not

how,

of lips and paradise

sighs, That, when I think thereon, my spirit clings till the stings And playsabout its fancy, all. Of human neighbourhoodenvenom
Blush-tinted
Unto To

eyes. cheeks, half smiles, and faintest

what
what

awful

power
"

shall I call ?
!
see

More
Than From Her 'Tis Of

high fane ? Ah bluelyvein'd, more


those of sea-born
out

her

soft,more
The

hoveringfeet, whitelysweet
she
rose

Venus, when

her

cradle shell.
a

wind

out-blows

scarf into

blue, and

little eyes,

pavilion fluttering ; over-spangledwith a million as though thou wert to shed.


blue-bell bed,
"
"

Over

the darkest, lushest of daisies." within


dream

Handfuls
Dream

Endymion,
"

how
an

strange !

!"
me,

"

She
a

took

airyrange,

And Came

then, towards

very maid. and afraid, waning, willing, blushing, like

24

ENDYMION.

And

me by the press'd Methought I fainted at

hand the

Ah

! 'twas too

much

charmed
as one

touch,

Yet Who

held

my

recollection, even
three

dives

fathoms of coral

where
:

the waters

run

Gurgling
I felt

in beds

for anon,

Where And
That

upmounted in that region dart their artillery stars forth, falling with the buffeting north eaglesstruggle balances the heavy meteor-stone ;
"

Felt But

too, I

was

not

fearful,nor

alone.

lapp'dand
as

luU'd
we

Soon,
And Such

it

seem'd,

along the dangeroussky. left our high, journeying

into frightful eddies swoop'd; straightway where as aye muster grey time has scoop'd

Huge
There To
I

dens

and

caverns

in

mountain's
me,

side
I

hollow
once

sounds
more

aroused

and

sigh'd
"

faint
was

distracted

by lookingon my madly did I kiss


which held
:

bliss

The

wooing arms
eyes
at
once

me,

and

did

give

My
To

to

death

but

'twas to

live,

draughtsof life from the gold fount looks ; to count, and count Of kind and passionate The moments, greedy help that seem'd by some A second self,that each might be redeem'd of its load of blessedness. And plunder'd mortal ! I even dared to press Ah, desperate Her very cheek againstmy crowned lip, felt my body dip And, at that moment,
take in Into Our
Of A
a warmer were

air

moment

more.

feet
newest

soft in flowers.

There

was

store

scent

Loiter'd Made And

alp. Sometimes of violets, and blossominglimes, around us ; then of honey cells.


joys upon
all white-flower

that

delicate from
once,

bells nest,

above

the

edges of

our

ENDYMION.

25

An

arch face

peep'd,
"

an

Oread

as

guess'd.

"

Why

did I dream

that

me sleepo'er-power'd

In midst Far And That

of all this heaven of his


me

Why
But

not

see,

off,the shadows
stare

pinionsdark,
no,

them
must

from

like

spark

needs

die, although its little heam

dream Reflects upon a diamond, my sweet Fell into nothing into stupidsleep.
"

And

gentle creep, A careful moving caught my waking ears. And tears, my up I started : Ah ! my sighs, My clenched hands ; for lo ! the poppies hung
so

it

was,

until

"

Dew-dabbled
A

on

their stalks,the ouzel


the

sung

and heavy ditty, chidden herald

sullen

day

Hesperus away, leaden looks : the solitary breeze With and its wild self did tease Bluster'd, and slept, With wayward melancholy; and I thought, Mark Peona it brought ! that sometimes me, and sigh-shrilled Faint fare-thee-wells, adieus ! all the pleasant hues Away I wander'd and earth had faded : deepest shades Of heaven Were deepestdungeons ; heaths and sunny glades full of pestilent Were light; our taintless rills with upturned gills Seem'd sooty, and o'erspread had blown Of dying fish ; the vermeil rose In frightful and its thorns outgrown scarlet, Like spikedaloe. If an innocent bird Before my heedless footsteps and stirr'd stirr'd, In little journeys,I beheld in it A disguised demon, missioned to knit My soul with under darkness ; to entice monstrous My stumblings down some : precipice
" "

Had

Therefore

I eager

and did follow'd,

curse

26

ENDYMION.

disappointment. Time, that aged nurse, Rock'd thank gentle heaven to patience. Now, me with all their comfortings, These are things, given
The
To my

down-sunken

hours, and
stem
.

with

thee.

Sweet

sister, help to
life."

the

ebbing sea

Of weary

Thus
Sat

ended
was

he, and both


very

silent
answer

for the maid


;

loth words
as

To

well feeling

that breathed vain

Would

all be lost,unheard, and

swords

Against the enchased crocodile,or leaps Of grasshoppersagainstthe sun. She weeps. And wonders blame to devise some ; struggles
To

put

on

such

look

as

would

say. Shame

On She
From She

this poor

weakness
soon

but, for all her strife,


crush'd
away

could
a

as

have At

the life
the

sick dove.

length,to
:

break
**

pause.
cause

said with all ?


one

tremblingchance
it is

Is this the

This That
Most His

Yet

strange, and

sad, alas !
pass

who
a

like
name

through this middle earth should sojourningdemi-god, and leave


the

should achieve harp-string, No higher bard than simple maidenhood. Singing alone, and fearfully,how the blood upon
"

Left
He

his young
knew
not

cheek where
:

; and

how how

he used
he

to

stray

and

would

say, nay.

If any said 'twas love : and yet 'twas love ; How What could it be but love ? a ring-dove Let And
The

fall
how

sprigof yew-tree
he died
:

in his

path
do
roses

and

then, that love doth scathe


blasts
;

gentleheart, as
then
and sighs,
an

northern

And With
Be

the ballad of his sad life closes alas !


"

Endymioii
"

rather in the

trumpet'smouth,

anon

28

ENDYMION.

The

stubborn

canvas

for my

voyage

prepared
"

'tis tatter'd ; leaving bark bared Though now my And : yet my drifting sullenly higherhope Is of too wide, too rainbow-large a scope, To fret at myriads of earthlywrecks. In that which lies happiness ? Wherein becks Our ready minds to fellowship divine, with essence A fellowship shine, ; till we

Full The
A And

free of space. of heaven clear religion Fold I

alchemized, and

Behold

rose-leaf round soothe

thy finger's taperness. the airystress : hist ! when thy lips

impregnatesthe free winds. with a sympathetic touch unbinds And ^olian : magic from their lucid wombs
Then Old
old songs waken from
en

Of music's

kiss

clouded

tombs
;

ditties

sigh above
spot
a

their father's grave

Ghosts Round
Bronze Where

of melodious every

prophesyings rave
trod

where

clarions awake, and

foot Apollo's bruit, faintly

giant battle was ; doth pass And, from the turf, a lullaby In every placewhere infant Orpheus slept.

long ago

Feel
Into

we a

these
sort
a

things!
"

that and
our

moment

have

we

stept

of

oneness,

state

But there are spirit's. floating far E/icher entanglements, enthralments More leading, by degrees, self-destroying, of these To the chief intensity crown : the and Is made of love and friendship, sits high Upon the forehead of humanity. All its more ponderous and bulky worth Is friendship, issues forth there ever whence A steady splendour ; but at the tip-top. There film, an orbed drop hangs by unseen

Is like

ENDYMION.

29

Of

and light,
in
we
our

that is love
eyes
start

its influence novel


sense,

Thrown
At

genders a
and
we

which

fret ; till in the

end,

Melting into
Mingle,
Nor So with

its
so

radiance,
a can

blend.
"

and

become

part of it,
our

augbt else wingedly : when


we
so

souls interknit

we

combine

therewith,

Life's And

self is nourish'd
are

by
like

its proper
a

pith.

nurtured is the

pelicanbrood.
van
^

Ay,
That

delicious
men,

unsatiug food,
have

'd in the tower might Of all the congregated world, to fan the coming step of time from And winnow All chaff of custom, wipe away all slime Left by men-slugs and human serpentry, who Have been
content to

t^

let occasion

die,

they did sleepin love's Elysium. rather be struck dumb, I would And, truly, this Than ardent listlessness : speak against I have For ever thought that it might bless
Whilst The
As And She How Just The

world does the

with

unknowingly ; nightingale, up-perched high,


cool and

benefits

cloister'd among

bunched

leaves

"

sings but
so mere

to

her

love, nor
back

e'er conceives her

tiptoeNight
may

holds

dark-greyhood.

love, although 'tis understood

commingling
more

of

breath. passionate
:

Produce
What That To The The

than
not
:

our

witnesseth searching

I know flowers

but

who, of
or

men,

can

tell
fruit would

would

bloom,

that

green

swell

melting
earth

pulp, that
runnels, harvest,
or

fish would

have
and

bright mail.
vale,

its dower

of river, wood, runnels the

meadows seed
its

pebble-stones,
'

The Tones

or

lute its tones, its sweet.

ravishment,

ravishment

80

ENDYMION.

If human

souls did

never

kiss and

greet ?
to

"Now,
Men's
Ambition Their Seems To A
one,

if this

love earthly
immortal

being mortal,
from
measure

has power ; to shake


and brim

make

their memories, of
content ;

what

merest

whim,

after fame. all this poor endeavour who keeps within his stedfast aim
an

love immortal,
not
never so

immortal
;

too.

Look And
That

wilder'd
can

for these

thingsare

true,

be

born
our

of atomies

buzz
us

about

slumbers, like brain-flies,

Leaving

fancy-sick.No, no, I 'm sure, could endure never My restless spirit To brood so long upon one luxury. it did, though fearfully, Unless espy of a dream. A hope beyond the shadow My sayings will the less obscured seem I have told thee how my When waking sight that same whether made Has night me scruple ! Peona sweet in dreaming. Hearken, Was pass'd Beyond the matron-templeof Latona, should see but for these darkeningboughs. Which we Lies a deep hollow, from whose ragged brows
Bushes And And Past Some
Far
as

and
so

trees

do lean

all round

athwart,

that with wings outraught. nearly, spreaded tail,a vulture could not glide
meet

them, but he
mouldered

must

brush

on

every

side.

steps lead into this cool cell, the slabbed margin of a well,

Whose

patientlevel peeps its crystal eye Eight upward, through the bushes, to the sky. Oft have I brought thee flowers, on their stalks Like vestal primroses,but dark velvet

set

Edges

them

round, and

they have goldenpits:

ENDYMION.

81

Twas
In
a

When

the gaps and slits stone, that sometimes was seat. my mossy faint with mid- day heat. all above was
there in strife
no

there I got them, from

"^

And

burningthoughtsto
through a
make

heed,

I 'd bubble So Of With

up

the water
to

reed ;
me

reaching back
moulted leaves
stuck

boyhood :

feathers, touchwood,
in them
; and

alder the

ships chips,
be

Neptune

Of their petty When


I sat

ocean.

lovelorn

hours

had

Oftener, heavily. left me less a child,


mirror

the figures wild contemplating

Of o'er-head

clouds

melting the

through.

Upon
A So The To

day, while thus I watch'd, by flew cloudy Cupid, with his bow and quiver;
a

character 'd, no plainly

breeze
I

would
was

shiver

happy

chance

so

happy,

fain

follow it upon

the open

plain.
behold
!

And, therefore, was


A

just going ; when,


any I have

wonder, fair

as

told

"

The

same brightface I tasted in my Smilingin the clear well. My heart

sleep. did leap


if to flee
"

Through
There
came

the cool

depth.
"

It moved

as

I started up, when upon Dew-drops,and all

lo ! refreshful
my

ly,

face, in plenteous showers. dewy buds, and leaves, and flowers,

Wrapping

from smother 'd sight, objects my in a new delight. Bathing my spirit of bliss Ay, such a breathless honey-feel Alone preservedme from the drear abyss Of death, for the fair form had gone again. is oft a visitant ; but pain Pleasure to us, like the gnawing sloth Clings cruelly On the

deer's tender
away

haunches slowdark
re

late, and

loth,

'Tis scared

by

turning pleasure.
leisure

How

how sickening,

the dreadful

32

ENDYMION.

Of weary

By
Like Than
And

days,made deeper exquisite, foreknowledge of unslumbrous night !


came

sorrow

upon

me,

heavier
the

still,
hill
:

when
a

I wander'd

from

poppy

whole

age of

moments lingering

crept

contentment by, ere more Sluggishly swept the deadly yellow spleen. Away at once

Yes, thrice have


Once
more

I this fair enchantment

seen

been

tortured

with

renewed

life.

When
With

last the the


and

wintry gusts gave over strife conquering sun of spring,and left the
serene,

skies

Warm

yet with moisten'd In pityof the shattered infant buds,


but
"

eyes

That

time

thou

didst adorn, with


I

amber

studs.

My
All

because hunting-cap, with

Chatted

thee, and
from
my

laugh'dand smiled, days exiled many


;
"

torment

breast

'twas

even

then,

about, yet, coop'dup in the den Straying Of helplessdiscontent, hurling my lance From and following at chance. placeto place, it struck, At last,by hap, through some trees young bedded stuck And, plashing pebbles, among
"

In

the

middle

of

brook,

"

whose

silver ramble

Down

twenty little falls through reeds and


cave.

bramble,

Tracing along,it brought me to a it ran Whence brightlyforth, and


The nether which sides of mossy
it
stones

white and

did lave
"

rock,

gurgledblithe adieus, to mock Its own at parting. Overhead, sweet grief of droopingweeds, and spread Hung a lush screen Thick, as to curtain up some wood-nymph's home. Ah ! impious mortal, whither do I roam ! 'Mong
*
'

Said Of

I, low- voiced:

*Ah, whither!

'Tis the

grot

when Hell, obscure and hot, Proserpine, Doth her resign where her tender hands : and

ENDYMION.

33

She
Or

dabbles 'tisthe

on

the cool and

sands sluicy she sits,

cell of Echo, where

And
Are

babbles gone

thorough silence,till her


madness,
many

wits

in tender

and
a

anon.

Faints Of

into

with sleep, O that

dying tone
take my the
vows,

sadness.
breathe
sue

she would

And
To

them

sighingly among

boughs,

gentle ears for whose fair head. Daily, I pluck sweet flowerets from their bed, And them weave dyingly send honey-whispers Bound every leaf, that all those gentle lispers May sigh my love unto her pitying! ! hear, and sing 0 charitable Echo So I stay'd This ditty to her !" tell her' half afraid. My foolish tongue, and listening, with my Stood stupefied own empty folly. And blushingfor the freaks of melancholy. Salt tears were coming, when I heard my name and then these accents Most came fondly lipp'd, : Endymion ! the cave is secreter
her
" "

Than No Of And At Are

the

isle of Delos.

Echo

hence

shall stir

noise sighs but sigh-warm kisses, or light thy combing hand, the while it travelling cloys trembles hair.' through my labyrinthine
that Ah oppress 'd, I hurried in. those swift moments ! Whither
"

! where
are

they

fled ?

1 '11 smile

no

more,

Peona death
so

nor

will wed

Sorrow,
Bear up
come

the

way

to

againstit :
instead
me

patiently farewell, sad sigh;


meditation,
brink.

; but

And
To

demurest

occupy

My
No

wholly,and to fashion pilgrimagefor the world's dusky


will I count of
: grief no

more

over,

link bv link,
to

My
A

chain half

longer strive
mountain

find

in forgetfulness

wind

34

ENDYMION.

about Blustering
Dearest What There
a

my ears : ay, thou shalt see, what my lifeshall be ; of sisters,

calm
a

round of hours shall make

my

days.
"

is

palyflame of
I look
:

hopethat
Have
not

plays
I

Where'er And

but

yet,I '11say 'tis nought

here I bid it die.


a

caught,

Already, By this the


Meet
some

more sun

countenance? healthy

is setting ; we
our

of

may chance near-dwellers with my car."

This

he said,

rose,

like a faint-smiling

star

mists,and took Peona's hand : Throughautumn into the boat,and launch'd from land, They stept

36

ENDYMION.

Amid

her window-flowers, her

"

sighing, weaning
"

Tenderly
Doth
Of
more

fancy from
swoon

its maiden
:

snow,

avail than tears, the

these

the

silver flow

Hero's

of

Imogen,

Fair Are Than

Pastorella

in the bandit's den,


brood
on

things to
the

death-dayof
conviction

ardency empires. Fearfully


more

with

Must

such
thus
one

Who,
The

upon his head, far, discontent, has dared to tread,


come

Without

muse's

smile,

or

kind

behest,
rest. drear uprear
of song.
me

But path of love and poesy. In chafingrestlessness,is yet more to Than to be crush'd, in striving Love's So
once

standard
more

on

the battlements and

days

nightsaid

along,

Like

soldiers. legion'd Brain-sick


I shepherd-prince guarded since
sorrows

What
The

promise hast day of sacrifice


with ! 'tis his old

thou
?

faithful

Or, have
dawn

new

Come
Alas Has

the constant

upon

he been

grief. For many wandering in uncertain


and woods

thy morrows days,


ways
:

Through wilderness, Counting his woe-worn


Of Hour Now

of mossed

oaks

minutes, by the strokes


;

the lone wood-cutter after hour, he is


to

and

still. listening
rill.

each
a

lush-leaved

And
Stems

shady spring. elbow-deepwith feverous fingering cold : a wild rose-tree the upbursting
by sitting
him
in
snares

Pavilions
A He It

bloom, and
his

he doth

see now
:

bud

which

fancy :

lo ! but
water

plucks it,dipsits

stalk in the

how

swells, it buds, it flowers beneath

And, in the middle, there is

sight ; pight softly

his

ENDYMION.

37

whose wings golden butterfly ; upon be surelycharacter 'd strange things, must There
A For

with

wide

eye he

wonders, and

smiles

oft.

Lightly this little herald flew aloft, Follow'd hands : by glad Endymion's clasped it flies. From Onward languor'ssullen bands
His limbs
to
are

loosed, and
it in the way

eager, sunny
so

on

he

hies

Dazzled

trace

skies.
was

It seem'd And
like
a

he flew, the
new-born

easy

Through
O'er many

the
a

did he pass spirit evening quietin the sun. green woodland heath, through many a

dun,

Through
The
A
summer

buried

paths,where
away.

dreams sleepytwilight
track
unseams

time

One

wooded
ocean

Of He

and, far away, the blue cleft, fades upon him ; then, anew,
adown
was a

sinks

glen. solitary
never

Where

there

sound

of mortal

men.

Saving, perhaps,some

cadences snow-light

Melting to silence,when upon the breeze Some sweet, holy bark let forth an anthem To cheer itself to Delphi. Still his feet Went the merry-winged guide. swift beneath Until it reach'd a splashing fountain's side cavern's mouth, for ever That, near a pour'd Unto the temperate air ; then high it soar'd. And, downward, suddenly began to dip, As if,athirst with so much toil,'twould sip The crystal spout-head: so it did, with touch Most delicate,as though afraid to smutch with mealy gold the waters Even clear. But, at that very touch, to disappear So fairy-quick, was strange ! Bewildered, Endymion sought around, and shook each bed

38

ENDYMION.

Of covert Himself What


It In
was

flowers

in vain

along the grass. whisperer disturb'd


a

flung What gentle tongue, his gloomy rest ?


she stood

and

then

he

the

nymph uprisento the breast fountain's pebblymargin, and


the youngest
her

like *Mong lilies,


To him

of the brood.

kist, drippinghand she softly and twist And anxiouslybegan to plait Youth round her fingers, Her saying: ringlets Too long,alas, hast thou starved on the ruth, The bitterness of love : too long indeed, Seeing thou art so gentle. Could I weed Thy soul of care, by heavens, I would offer coffer All the bright riches of my crystal fish. To Amphitrite clear-eyed ; all my Golden, or rainbow-sided, or purplish, Vermilion-taird, or finn'd with silvery gauze ; that draws Yea, or my veined pebble-floor, A virgin-light to the deep ; my grotto-sands. Tawny and gold,oozed slowlyfrom far lands shells, springs: my level lilies, By my diligent ; potent river spells My charming-rod, my to the pearlycup even Yes, everything,
"

Meander
To

gave
is me,

me,

"

for I bubbled in but


a

creatures fainting
woe

desert
as a

up wild.

But
To

am

child

gladdenthee ; and all I dare to say. Is, that I pitythee ; that on this day wander I Ve been thy guide ; that thou must In other regions, past the scanty bar
To From Into

far

mortal
every

steps, before thou

canst

be ta

en

the

from every pain. wastingsigh, gentle bosom of thy love.


one

Why
But,

it is thus,
a

knows

in heaven
not.

above

poor

Naiad, I guess

Farewell

ENDYMION.

89

I have

for ditty

my

hollow

cell."

Hereat
Who

she

vanish'd

from

Endymion's
in
amaze
:

gaze, its

brooded

o'er the water

The

dashing fount pour'd on, in grass and Lay, half asleep,


Quick Avaterfliesand
And Had fish
were

and

where

pool

rushes

cool,

gnats

were

as dimpling,

sportingstill, if good nor ill


The

fallen

out

that hour.

wanderer,

Holding his forehead, to keep off the burr Of smothering fancies,patiently sat down ; And, while beneath the evening's sleepyfrown Glow-worms began to trim their starry lamps,
Thus To O

breathed
take
a a

he

to himself:

*'

Whoso

encamps

fancied

cityof delight,
is he ! and

what

wretch

when

'tis his, miss

After The

long
kernel

toil and of his

to travelling,

hopes,how
he
set

more

than
even

vile !

Yet, for him


Another Free
That

there 's refreshment

in toil :

citydoth

about.

Alas And
But The

of doubt pebble-bead he will seize on honey-combs : trickling ! he finds them dry ; and then he foams. onward to another cityspeeds. from the smallest
this is human

life : the

war,

the

deeds.

the anxiety. disappointment, far and nigh, Imagination's struggles, All human this good, ; bearing in themselves That they are still the air, the subtle food,
To How make
us

feel

existence, and
is.
or

to

show
men

quietdeath
to

Where flowers

soil is
; but

grow,
me.

Whether There is

weeds

for

depth to strike in : I can see worth my compassing; so Nought earthly head of land Upon a misty, jutting
no
"

stand

40

ENDYMION.

Alone When

? mad

No,

no

; and

by
is

the

Orphean lute,

I 'd rather

With But
Than

not

to 't, listening this misty peak, stand upon thing to sigh for, or to seek,

Eurydice

the soft shadow


be
"

care

of my thrice-seen love, 0 meekest not what. dove

Of heaven
From

! 0

Cynthia, ten-times
now

bright and
the

fair !

thy
but my

blue throne,
one

all filling
of

air,

Glance
Into

little beam

temper 'd light

bosom, that the dreadful

might
scared
torment

And
Yet

tyranny of love be somewhat


do
not so,

sweet

queen

; one

spared.
tie

Would
Worse

give a
than

pang to jealousmisery. the torment's self : but rather and the

Large wings upon my shoulders, My love's far dwelling. Though


Of

point out
rout playful

Cupids shun thee, too divine art thou, in beauty,for thy silver prow Too keen in love's most Not to have dipp'd gentle stream. 0 be propitious, nor severelydeem impious ; for, by all the stars My madness That tend thy bidding,I do think the bars that I in are burst That kept my spirit with thee through the dizzysky ! Am sailing The beautiful thou art ! world how How deep ! How the wheels sweep tremulous-dazzlingly Around their axle ! Then these gleaming reins. this thy chariot attains How lithe ! When Its airygoal, bower veils haply some Those Those fails ; twilight eyes ! eyes ? my spirit Dear air goddess, help ! or the wide-gaping Will gulf me ^At this, with madden'd stare, help ! And he stood ; lifted hands, and trembling lips,
" "

"

"

"

Like
Or

old Deucalion

mountain

'd o'er the


morn.

flood,

blind Orion

hungry

for the

I
ENDYMION.

41

borne there was And, but from the deep cavern A voice,he had been froze to senseless stone ; Nor Had

sigh of his, nor


more

nor plaint,

moan passion'd
:
"

been

heard.

Thus

swell'd it forth where

Descend,

Young
Into

mountaineer

! descend

bend alleys hurl'd

the sparry hollows of the world ! bolts of the thunder Oft hast thou seen from

day by day hast been sheen A littlelower than the chilly Of icypinnacles, thine arms and dipp'dst Into the deadening ether that still charms Their marble being : now, as deep profound He ne'er is crown As those are high,descend ! With who fears to follow immortality, Where airyvoices lead : so throughthe hollow,
As

thy threshold

'd

The

silent

of earth, descend mysteries

"

He One Into From

heard
moment

but the last words,


in reflection
:

nor

could contend

for he fled

the fearful

deep,to

hide his head

the clear moon,

the trees, and

coming madness.
for sadness ;

Twas

far too

strange,and wonderful

his appetite Sharpening, by degrees, To dive into the deepest. Dark, nor light, The region sombre nor bright, ; nor wholly, But mingled up ; a gleaming melancholy; A dusky empire and its diadems ;

One

faint eternal

eventide

Ay,
With

millions whose

Along

all

sparkledon a gold, track the princequick footsteps told. its lines abrupt and angular :

of gems. vein of

sometimes, like a meteor-star. Out-shooting Through a vast autre ; then the metal woof,
Like Vulcan's

rainbow, with

some

monstrous

roof

42

ENDYMIOX.

Curves
It
seems

hugely:
an

now,

far in the

deep abyss,
doth
hiss

Fancy

angry into belief

and lightning,
:

anon

it leads

Through winding passages, Vexing conceptionsof some


Whether
to

where sudden

sameness

breeds

change ;

grots, or giant range Of sapphire columns, or fantastic bridge


a

silver

Athwart
Now

flood of

crystal.

On

ridge
beneath

fareth like

he,
an

that

o'er the vast

Towers
A

and ocean-clifF,

whence
come

he seeth

hundred
as

waterfalls,whose

voices

But His

the

murmuring

bosom

Described Old

grew, when orbed diamond, an from chaos


:

Chillyand surge. first he, far away,


set
:

numb

to

fray
like the
stun
sun a

Darkness

his throne

'twas

Uprisen o'er
Came
He
saw

and

with

such

the amazement,
not

that, absorb'd
"

in

it.

fiercer wonders
one

past the wit


of those

Of any

but to tell, spirit when this

Who,
Will

planet's spheringtime

doth

close,

: who they ? high remembrancers The mighty ones who have made eternal day While and England. astonishment For Greece he went With deep-drawn sighs was quieting, Into a marble gallery, passingthrough A mimic temple,so complete and true that he well nigh fear'd In sacred custom,

be

its

To

search

it inwards

whence

far off appear

'd.

vista, a fair shrine, Through a long pillar'd And, just beyond, on lighttiptoedivine, Dian. A quiver'd Stepping awfully. 'd ; oft turning his veil'd eye The youth approach Down sidelongaisles,and into niches old : And, when near more againstthe marble cold He had touch'd his forehead, he began to thread

ENDYMION.

He

caught
more

her

airyform,
the

thus
:

did
**

he

plain,
chaste waste,
keen

Moving
Of river

near

while

Haunter

sides, and
with
now

woods, and
and 0

heathy
arrows

Where
Art thou

thy

silver bow

forested ?
air

woodland

Queen,
woos

What Where
Of

smoothest dost thou

thy

smoother
wide

forehead
halloos what it

listen to the ?

thy disparted nymphs Glimmers ? thy crescent


'Tis in the breath Freedom
as none can

Through
Wheresoe'er
:

dark

tree

be,

of heaven
taste

thou

dost dost
;

taste waste

it,nor

Thy
There

loveliness in dismal
our

elements earth

But, findingin
livest
It feels An

green

sweet

contents.

Ah, blissfully. Elysian,how rich to


its

if to thee
me.

! name pleasant Within breast there lives a choking flame my 0 let me cool it zephyr-boughsamong ! A homeward fever parches up my tongue 0 let me ! slake it at the running springs Upon my ear a noisy nothing rings
" "

exiled mortal, sounds

"

let

me

once

more

hear thick

the

linnet's

note

Before
0

mine
me

eyes

films and

shadows

float ! light white

"

let

'noint them
now

with

the heaven's ankles

Dost 0

thou

lave thv feet and


sweet to
me

think

how
now

Dost 0

thou

think

how

freshening sluice ! ? pleasethy thirst with berry-juice would this dry palate ! rejoice
thou

the

If in soft slumber
O

dost hear
love
a

my

voice,
!
"

think

how

I should let this


me

bed
my

of flowers
native
"

Young goddess !
Deliver
me

see

bowers

from

rapacious deep !
he
:

Thus His

ending loudly,as
he

would
but

o'erleap

alert destiny,

stood

when

ENDYMION.

45

Obstinate

silence

came

again, heavily

Feeling about for its old couch of space And airycradle, lowlybow'd his face, Desponding, o'er the marble floor's cold thrill. than the rill 'twas not long ; for, sweeter But
To To its old

channel,

or

swollen
the

tide

margin sallows, where


flowers, and
the
own

leaves he

And

wreaths, and
slab
:

spied. ready myrtle crowns


refreshment
"

Up heaping through
Itself,and
Nor In
a

drowns

strives its

in

one

spot alone

to hide delights the floral pride

long whispering birth enchanted heaved his footsteps Before ; as when


Old Down
ocean

grew
anew

rolls

wave lengthen'd

to

the

shore,

whose

green

back
a

the short-lived foam, all hoar,

Bursts

with gradual,

wayward

indolence.

Increasingstill in heart, and pleasant sense. journey on he hastes ; Upon his fairy wastes So anxious for the end, he scarcely
One
moment

with
"

his hand he
ear,

among
"

the

sweets

Onward
As Of This For

he goes in his plainly


the

stops
as were

his bosom

beats

the faint charm


born. This walk the

which

throbs

still alarm,

sleepy music,
it
came

forced him
than softly

: tiptoe

more

east

could

blow

Arion's
Or Of To

magic
the

to

the

Atlantic

isles ; the smiles the

than

w^est, made

jealousby

throned
seas

Apollo,could breathe Ionian and Tyrian.


ever
"

back

lyre

O Who Of

did he
loved

live, that
music

lonelyman.
not?

and

slew

'Tis the pest unrest; worth

love, that fairest joys give most

That

thingsof

delicate and

tenderest

46

ENDYMION.

Are

swallow'd
one

all,and

made
:

seared

dearth,

By
And

consuming
true

flame

it doth

immerse

in a curse. blessings Half-happy,by comparison of bliss, suffocate Is miserable. 'Twas


even so

with

this
ear

Dew-dropping melody,
First

in the

Carian's then

heaven, then

hell, and

forgottenclear,

Yanish'd

in elemental

passion.

abysm he had gone, Had not a heavenly guide benignant led his head thick myrtle branches, 'gainst To where Brushing, awaken'd : then the sounds again Went noiseless as a passingnoontide rain
And down
some

swart

Over
For So
as saw

bower, where
the
he
sunset

little space he stood ; peeps into a wood.

and towards it went panting light, lo, wonderment ; and Through winding alleys Upon soft verdure saw, one here, one there,
on Cupids a-slumbering

their

pinionsfair.

overgone, At last,with sudden step, he came upon A chamber, myrtlewall'd, embower'd high.
a

After

thousand

mazes

Full
And For In Of

of
more

incense, light,
of beautiful
a

tender and

minstrelsy.
:

strange beside

on

silken of

couch

of rosy

pride.

midst

all,there

lay a sleeping youth


reach
:

fondest

Than And Or Fell Not Of

beauty ; fonder, in fair sooth, sighs could fathom, or contentment

like the peach. gold-tinted ripe October's faded marigolds.


coverlids sleek about
an

him

in

thousand

folds

"

hidingup
neck
and

Apollonian curve
the

shoulder, nor

tentingswerve

ENDYMION.

47

light ; pointing But rather, givingthem to the fill'dsight Officiously.Sideway his face reposed and tenderly unclosed. white arm, On one By tenderest pressure, a faint damask mouth To slumbery pout; just as the morning south Above his head, rose. Dispartsa dew-lipp'd wed Four stalks did their white honours lily
Of knee from
nor

knee,

ankles

To

make

coronal

; and

round

him

grew

All tendrils green, of every bloom and hue. Together intertwined and tramell'd fresh :
The

glossysprout ; the ivy mesh. Shading its Ethiop berries ; and woodbine, Of velvet leaves and bugle-blooms divine ;
vine of in streaked
vases

Convolvulus The And


With Stood creeper,

flush ;
an

mellowing

for

autumn

blush

bower, trailing airily ; virgin's


others
serene

of the sisterhood.

Hard

by.

Cupids watching silently. One, kneelingto a lyre,touch'd the strings, Mufflingto death the pathos with his wings ;
And,
At A And In
ever

and

anon,

uprose

to look

youth'sslumber ; while another odorous dew. willow bough, distilling


the
shook it
on

took

his hair ; another


woven

flew

through

the

roof, and
his

Rain'd

violets upon

fluttering-wise sleeping eyes. y


and

At The

these

enchantments,
Latmian

yet many

more,

breathless

wonder'd

o'er and

o'er

in embarrassment. inipatient and lightly went He forthright pass'd, treading who feather'd lyrist, To that same straightway, 'd: Though from upper day Smiling,tbus whisper

Until

**

Thou

art

wanderer, and thy presence

here

48

ENDYMION.

Might
For

seem

unholy, be
nicest

of

happy

cheer !

'tis the
some

touch
and

of human

honour,

When

ethereal immortal

donor high-favouring
to

Presents
As Was
now

bowers
to

mortal

sense

'tis done I in
no

thee, Endymion.
So

Hence

wise

startled.

recline

Upon
Alive Since So

Here is wine. livingflowers. I aver, with sparkles never, Ariadne was a vintager.
"

these

purple: taste these juicypears, Sent me by sad Vertumnus, when his fears Were is cream. : here high about Pomona Deepening to richness from a snowy gleam ;
a

cool

Sweeter For

than

that

nurse

Amalthea
and

skimm'd

the

boy Jupiter:
a

here, undimm'd

By any touch, Eeady to melt


And
In here is

bunch

of
an

blooming plums
infant's gums
:

between

manna

by starhght,
on,

the

pick'dfrom Syrian trees, three Hesperides.


I will let thee He did know
so,

Feast Of

and

meanwhile

things around us." Still brooding o'er the cadence


thus
:
*'

all these

of his

lyre;

And

I need the

not

any

how By telling
For Him Who
a

sea-born how

hearingtire goddesspined
she
strove
to

mortal

youth, and
her
not

bind

all in all unto would


was

be
to

He

content

dotingself. ? but, fond elf. so prison'd let her amorous plea


arms

Faint
An

through

his careless

content

to

see

unseized

heaven

dying at
a

his feet ;

Content, 0 fool !
When
on

to make

cold retreat.
such
tear

the

pleasantgrass
every

love, lovelorn,
was

Lay sorrowing ; when Of diverse passion;


Were

born

when

closed in sullen

and eyes lips moisture, and quick sighs her

i
ENDYMION.

49

her nostrils small. pettish through 'stthou call Hush ! no exclaim yet,justly might I was half glad, Curses upon his head.

Came

vex'd and

"

"

But my poor mistress went When the boar tusk'd him


Immortal Each That down tear-drops
to

distractand

mad,

: so away she flew and by her plainings To Jove's high drew throne,

Whereon, it was
summer-time
same

the thunderer's beard ; decreed he should be rear'd

life. Lo ! this is he,

Adonis,safe in the privacy

all his Of this still region


; for when Ay,sleep
our

winter-sleep.
t"|
^

love-sick queen did weep

Over his waned corse, the tremulous shower Heal'd up the wound, and, with a balmypower,

Medicined death
The

to

'd drowsiness : lengthen and doth dress visions,

with which she fills

In allthis quiet ; and hath set luxury without any let. Us young immortals, To watch his slumber through. 'Tiswell Even The

nighpass'd.

moment's She scuds with summer


to
a

filling up, and fast


to pant through breezes,

first warm longkiss,

Embower'd

Look, how
Broke A

to renew firstling, in Cytherea's isle. sports listenersall this wMe those winged
:

Stand anxious

see

! behold !

"
"

This clamant word

the carefulsilence ; for they heard through

and out there flutter noise of leaves, 'd rustling and doves : Adonis something mutter 'd, Pigeons The while one hand, that erst upon his thigh Lay dormant,moved convulsed and gradually Up to his forehead. Then there was a hum Of sudden voices, echoing,Come ! come !
**

Arise ! awake ! Clear Unto the

summer

has forth walk'd

and she has talk'd clover-sward, nested finch ;


E

Full

to every soothingly

'I

.:U

50

ENDYMION.

Rise, Cupids !
To At your

or

we

'11 give the Once

blue-bell
more

dimpled arms.
every

sweet

pinch life begin !

'*

this, from
their

side

they

hurried

in,

Rubbing
And In For In

sleepy eyes
But

with

lazy wrists,
were soon

doublingoverhead
backward
as

their little fists

yawns.

all

alive:

delicious wine
'd clouds the arbour

dive doth, sparkling, curls

nectar

and

through
swell'd

water
an

fair,
air

So

from

roof down

Odorous
To For

enlivening ; making all laugh,and play,and sing,and loudly call


their
sweet

and

queen

when

lo ! the be
seen

wreathed

green

Disparted,and
Blue Whose

far
a

upward
silver

could
car, wet

heaven, and
off

air-borne.
from

silent wheels, fresh


a

clouds

of

morn,

Spun
On

dew, drizzling
turn

"

which

chill falling
him

soft Adonis'

shoulders, made
uneasily about.
doves

still

Nestle
Soon

and
were

with necks stretch plain, in descent ; And silken traces lighten'd And returningfrom love's banishment, soon, Venus Queen open-arm'd : leaningdownward the white
Her A

'd out.

shadow tumult
to

fell upon

his

breast, and
a

charm'd

his heart, and

new

life

Into

But
But Of To

his eyes. Ah, miserable strife, ! unhappy sight, for her comforting

meeting
these

her

blue

orbs ?

Who,

who

can muse

write

first minutes
warm

The
as

unchariest

embracements

theirs makes

coy

excuse.

it has ruffled every spirit there, Saving love's self,who stands superb to share 0
The A

general gladness: awfullyhe stands sovereignquellis in his waving hands

; ;

No

sightcan

bear the

of lightning

his bow

52

ENDYMION.

So Thee

still obey the

guiding hand that safelythrough these wonders


concealment
not guess'd mount

fends for sweet


;

ends.

'Tis

needful
so,

in extreme

And Thou Here


The

if I

the

sunny

beam Now words

shouldst
must
we

up to with me. At these leave thee."


"

adieu !
up flew

impatientdoves,
went

Up
The

the

hum
saw

Latmian when

And,
A When The

all

were

car, floating celestial. High afar them minish into nought ; clear vanish'd, still he caught

up

rose

the

vivid

lightningfrom
all
was

that dreadful
^tnean

bow.

darken'd, with
"

throe
"

earth

closed
once

gave

moan solitary

And

left him

lone. again in twilight

He For

did

not

rave,

he did
were
:

not

stare

aghast.
past,

all those
he

visions

and o'ergone, felt assured

And
Of

in loneliness when

he

happy times,
seem a

all he had
to

endured

Would

feather

the

mighty prize.
he hies

So, with

unusual
caves,

gladness,on
and

Through
Gold Black

of mottled palaces ore. wall, and turquoisfloor, dome, and crystal of awful shade. polish'd porticoes the

And,

at

last,a diamond

balustrade,

Leading afar past wild magnificence. and thence Spiralthrough ruggedest loop-holes, a void, then Stretchingacross guidingo'er
Enormous Streams Then Of The Done
a

chasms, where, all foam


subterranean
tease

and

roar.
;

their

heighten'djust above
thousand
waters

the
that

beds granite heads silvery


he could

fountains, so
with

dash

his spear ; but at the splash, those spouting columns rose heedlessly,
a

Sudden

and 'ganto poplar's height,

inclose

ENDYMION.

53

His

diamond

with path,

fretwork

streaming round
a

Alike, and dazzlingcool, and

with when

sound,
shells dwells
he

Haply, like dolphin tumults,


Welcome On The this the float of Thetis.

sweet

Long
minute's

delight; for, every


with like delicatest with about in
a

space.
:

streams

changed magic
;

interlace

""*

Sometimes Cover'd

lattices,
then

vines crystal
as

weeping

trees,

Moving
Which,
Pour'd

in

gentlewind,
watery gauze
curtain'd

wink,

to

refined,

into

shapes of

SpRngled, and rich with Of liowers, peacocks,swans, Swifter than lightning went
And then the

canopies, liquidbroideries
and these naiads fair.
rare

wonders
streams

,ij

water,

into stubborn

';

mimick'd Collecting,

the

Pillars,and
Of those dusk

frieze,and

wrought oaken beams, high fantastic roof,


times far aloof
a

placesin
He

Cathedrals To
And Half these

call'd. founts

bade

loath

farewell

and Protean, passing gulf,


ten

dell,

torrent, and
seen

juttingshapes. through deepestgloom, and grisly gapes,


every

thousand

Blackeningon
A

side, and
ay, all

overhead far

bespread : so starlight huge and strange, gems The felt a hurried solitary change Working within him into something dreary, Vex'd like a morning eagle,lost and weary, And purblind amid foggy midnight wolds.
With
"

vaulted

dome

like heaven's

But

he

revives

at

once

for who

beholds

things,nor casts his mental slough ? a rugged arch, in the dusk below, mother Came alone Cybele ! alone In sombre chariot ; dark foldings thrown
Forth from
" "

New

sudden

About

her

and majesty,

front

death-pale.

54

ENDYMION.

With The

turrets

crown'd.

Four

maned

lions hale

wheels their toothed maws, ; solemn sluggish Their surly eyes brow-hidden, heavy paws and nervy tails Uplifteddrowsily, Silent sails Cowering their tawny brushes. This shadowy queen athwart, and faints away In another gloomy arch.

Wherefore

Young traveller,in
Art The thou w^ayworn,

such
or

mournful
not

delay, place?
trace

canst

further

diamond

path ?

And

does it indeed

end

bend Abrupt in middle air ? Yet earthward Thy forehead, and to Jupiter cloud-borne indeed He Call ardently! was ; wayworn Abrupt, in middle air, his way was lost ; To cloud-borne him
a

Jove

he

bowed, and

there

crost

'twixt whose large eagle, wings, Without one impious word, himself he flings. and the gloom : Committed to the darkness to what Down, down, uncertain pleasantdoom, he fell Swift as a fathoming plummet down things; till exhaled asphodel, Through unknown with spicyfannings And interbreathed, rose, wreathed Came were swellingforth where little caves

Towards

So thick with

leaves

and

mosses,

Large honeycombs
With

of green, In

and

they seem'd teem'd freshly

that

airs delicious.

the greenest nook

The

eaglelanded
It
was a

him, and farewell took.

With

jasmine bower, all bestrewn had His every sense golden moss.
for

grown

Ethereal Flew Was

pleasure ; 'bove his head a delight half-graspable ; his tread Hesperean ; to his capableears

ENDYMION.

55

Silence
A The And He Of Said

was

music

from

the

holy spheres ;

dewy luxury was


little flowers stirr'd them wander'd sudden

in his

eyes ;

felt his

pleasantsighs
cave

-^1

faintly.Verdant
:

and
such

cell swell

through, oft wondering vat


exaltation

but,

**

Alas

"

he,

"

will all this

Away
Like Without So

in solitude ?

And
a

melodies
an

upon ?

feeling pass they wane, sandy plain. gush


must

of

echo

Then

shall bereft ! 0 my

I be !

left

sad,

so

melancholy, so

Yet

still I feel immortal

love.

My breath of life,where art thou ? High above, Dancing before the morning gates of heaven ? those starry seven, Or keeping watch among
Old
One Or

Atlas' children

Art

maid

of the waters,

of shell-winding Triton's
! art, impossible
a
a

? bright-hair'd daughters of

nymph
Where'er

Dian's,

Weaving
For very

coronal

of tender

scions thou
art,

idleness ? it
now

Methinks
Into And To From

is at my
; to
scare

will to

start

thine snatch
scud

arms

Aurora's

train.
o'er the off

thee
a

from

the

morning ;
take
to ; or

main

like

wild bird, and

thee
doff 'mid

thy sea-foamy cradle


woo

Thy shepherd vest, and No, no, too eagerlymy


Its
0 To

thee

fresh leaves.

soul

deceives this cannot

self: powerless
me

1 know

be.

let

then

by

some
:

sweet

her

entrancements most

hither

dreaming flee sleepawhile !

Hither For
some

! and soothingfoil gentlesleep few hours the coming solitude."

Thus With

spake he,
to

and

that moment

felt endued wound

power

dream

deliciously ; so

5Q

ENDYMION.

Through
The He threw

dim

smoothest

tillhe found passage, searching bed and deepest, where mossy

himself, and just into the air


indolent
:
*'

Stretchinghis
A A At

arms,

he

took, 0 bliss!
1 1
'

naked

waist

well-known which soft

Cupid, whence is this ?" voice sigh'd, Sweetest, here am ravishment, with dotingcry
*'

Fair

They
0

trembled

to

each Old

other.

"

Helicon Helicon

! !

fountain thou

'd hill ! wouldst

Homer's
a

That
These And

spout
;

little streamlet
the
verse

o'er
soar

sorry pages

then

would
lark

sing above
his nested

this

gentlepair,like
:

Over
Around

young

but

all is dark

thine

aged top, and


to

Exhales Of Is

in mists

heaven.

thy clear Ay, the

fount
count

mighty Poets folded by the


seen
a new

is made Muses
:

up ; the
;

scroll

the

brightroll
eyes skies oh
:

Is in Have
The

hand Apollo's

our

dazed

world

has the

tingein the western done its duty. Yet,


of poesy is set, and
we

yet,

Although
These That A

sun

lovers did embrace, there is


no

must

weep

old power their

left to

steep
fears

quillimmortal in Long time in silence


Question that thus

joyous tears.
;

did their anxious


was

it

long

time

they lay

Fondling and kissingevery doubt away ; Long time ere soft caressingsobs began
To Two
"

mellow

into

words, and
! from

then

there

ran

bubblingsprings of
known Unknown

talk from w^hom may

their sweet
my

lips. being sips

Such Be

darling essence,
ever

wherefore

I not

in these my chin

arms

? in this sweet ?
ever

spot
?

Pillow These

for

ever

toyinghands

and

press kiss their smooth

excess

ENDYMION.

57

Why
That

not

for

ever

and
my

for

ever

feel wilt steal

breath from

about
rae

Away
Thou

eyes ? Ah, thou again,indeed, indeed


"

My
Is To
"

wilt be gone away, and wilt not heed lonelymadness. Speak, my kindest fair !
is it to be
so

No
me

! Who ?

will dare
own

pluck thee
me can

from

And, of thine
not
surer
"

will,
Still

Full
Let How

well I feel thou


entwine
we

wouldst
surer,

leave
now

me.

thee

part ?
thou with
canst

Elysium
not to
some

! Who
ever

art

thou

Who,
Or

that
me

be for

here.

lift

thee
me

starry sphere ?

by this soft embrace, By the most soft complexion of thy face, 0 slippery blisses ! twinkling Those lips, eyes, And by these tenderest, milky sovereignties These tenderest, and by the nectar- wine,
Enchantress ! tell
"

The

0 loved Ida the divine ! passion" Endymion ! dearest ! Ah, unhappy me ! His soul will 'scapeus 0 felicity ! he does love me How His poor temples beat !
"
"

To

the

very

tune

of love

"

how

sweet,

sweet,
die ;

sweet

Eevive, dear youth, or Revive,


In
or

I shall faint and will

these

soft hours
;

hurry by

tranced

dullness

Affrightthis Its heavy pressure, and will press at least My lipsto thine, that they may richlyfeast Until we the life of love again. taste
What I love And
so

speak, and let that spell lethargy! I cannot quell

! dost

thou

move

? dost kiss ? 0 than thee


must

bliss ! 0
;

pain !

thee, youth, more

can

conceive

long

absence
rest to
:

from

doth

bereave
:

My
Yet,

soul of any
can

yet

I hence

I not

starry eminence
for very shame
can own

Upliftthee

; nor

58

ENDYMION.

Myself
Or
And thou

to thee.

Ah, dearest ! do
me

"wiit force blush


it

from

groan, this secrecy.


0 that I

not

I must

in heaven. that the

Had
At my

done

already!

dreadful

smiles

Had
And Was And

impassion'd wiles. brightness, my from waned Olympus' solemn height, all serious Gods ; that our from delight of us alone ! save quiteforgotten,
wherefore
so

lost

ashamed

?
some

'Tis but

to

atone
:

For Yet
Too Of

endless
must

pleasure, by
a

coward

blushes

I be

coward
me
"

Horror the
"

rushes look
shook

before palpable
Jove
awe
"

sad

Minerva's of

start
^"

no

bosom

With

Cupid pinion veiVd In reverence dominion crystalline my Half lost,and all old hymns made ! nullity what is this to love ? Oh ! I could fly But thee into the ken of heavenlypowers, With
purity
"

no

So thou
Press That
me

wouldst
so
am

thus, for many


Now I

sequent hours.
swear
a

sweetly.
love

at
"

once

wise, that Pallas is


her like mine that I have has my

dunce

Perhaps
Oh In

is but been been hair

unknown

"

! I do think ! chastity every

alone

yes, Pallas
me

While With I
was

eye saw cool as fingers


as

sighing, uptying
Sweet love !

aspen

leaves.

vague
that

as

dove. solitary
were

Nor

knew

nests

built.

Now

soft kiss-

endless bliss, an Ay, by that kiss, I vow 's thine : An immortalityof passion Ere long I will exalt thee to the shine
Of heaven

ambrosial whole

and

we

will shade
a

Ourselves

summers

by

river

And And

I will tell thee

stories of the its

glade ; sky,

breathe

thee

whispersof

minstrelsy*

60

ENDYMION.

As
A

much

as

here

is

penn'd doth always find


much
comes

thus resting-place, the

clear and the


wane
"

plain;

Anon And That Her Thus

strange voice is upon


echoed from
at

'tis but the

departing sound,
last unwound

fair visitant and

gentlelimbs,
the

left the

youth asleep.
"

tradition

of the

gusty deep.
chroniclers.

Now

turn

we

to

our

former

"

Endymion
Sweet How His lone

awoke, that griefof hers


he

painingon
was

empty
most

arms

sicklyguess'd and sadly press'd once more, together, hung his head,
ear
:

his

he

And Sat

forlorn upon

that madness

wddow'd
he had

bed known
:

silently. Love's
with
more

Often

than burst
: war no

tortured from him

Meanings
Had
A

had

lion's groan that ; but now he

rage

pass'daway rough-voiced
he had

longer did againstthe


for such tuned

wage
stars.

dooming
harsh

No, y
The

felt too

much

jars:

Ivre of his soul -^olian

Forgot all violence, and but communed With melancholy thought : 0 he had from pleasure's Drunken nipple ! and
Henceforth
From
was

swoon'd
his love

dove-like.

"

Loth

was

he

to

move

imprintedcouch, and when he did, with slow, languidpaces, and face hid 'Twas So tempered,out he stray 'd In muffling hands. Half seeing visions that might have dismay 'd
the Alecto's
Than Over It
was

serpents ;

ravishments

more

keen

pipe,when anxious he did eclipsing eyes : and at the last a sounding grotto, vaulted, vast,
Hermes' with
a

lean

O'erstudded

thousand, thousand
shells with

pearls,
curls,

And

crimson-mouthed

stubborn

ENDYMION.

61

Of In

every which

shape
whales

and

size, even

to

the bulk and sulk

harbour
storm.

close,to brood
Moreover and
azure

Against an

endless

too,

Fish-semblances, of green

hue.
this

Beady to Endymion
On When He Of And Each With

snort sat

their streams.

In

cool wonder

down, and

all his life : his 'mid

'gan to ponder youth, up to the day


feasts,and

acclaim, and

garlandsgay,
the look

stepp'dupon his shepherd throne : his white palace in wild forest nook,
all the
tender

revels he
maiden friend
a

had whom

lorded he
once

there

thought fair,
"

every Pass'd like Of the

and

fellow-woodlander
Then his

dream
to

before him.
deeds

the

spur

: mighty plans To nurse the golden age 'mong shepherd clans That wondrous night : the great Pan-festival : His sister's sorrow ; and his wanderings all.

old bards

Until Then

into the

earth's

all its buried with excessive


must

deep maw magic, till it


love.
"

he

rush'd

flush 'd

High
**

And

now," thought he,


?
core.

How

long
I have

I remain that
sweet

in
amaze

jeopardy
no

Of blank
Now All

amazements

more

tasted her

soul

to

the

depths are shallow : essences, Once like muddy lees. are spiritual, Meant but to fertilise my earthlyroot. And make branches lift a golden fruit my Into the bloom of heaven : other light. Though it be quick and sharp enough to blight The Olympian eagle's vision, is dark.
Dark
as

other

the

parentage of chaos.
but the ?
"

Hark

i these shells
;

My
Or

silent

thoughts are

echoing from
"

they

are

Of noises far away

the dying swells ghosts, list ! Hereupon


"

C2

ENDYMIOX.

humming tone Came louder, and behold, there as he lay, On with misty spray, either side outgush'd, both togetherdash'd A copiousspring ; and
ear.

He

kept an

anxious

The

Swift, mad, fantastic

round

the

rocks, and

lash'd

Among
Down As of

the
a

Leaving
some

from

loftygrot, dew. At last they shot trickling the ceiling's height,pouring a noise breathless racers whose hopes poise
steps, and
with

conchs

and

shells of the

Upon

the last few

spent force

Along the ground they took a winding course. that one for it seem'd Endymion follow'd Ever pursued,the other strove to shun their languidmazes, till well nigh Follow'd He had left thinking of the mystery, And now was rapt in tender hoverings is it sings Ah Over the vanish'd bliss. ! what
" "

"

His

dream sound

away
as

What the

melodies

are

these

They
Not

through

whisperingof
vaults.
Give

trees,
ear

native

in such

barren

"

Arethusa, peerless nymph ! why fear


tenderness didst thou
as

Such

mine her

Great

Dian,
that

why,
I

Why
Were

hear

prayer ? 0

round her dainty fairness now. rippling how about her waist, and striving Circling To entice her to a dive ! then stealing in Between thin. her luscious lips and eyelids O that her shining hair was in the sun, And I distilling from it thence to run In amorous her shrinking form ! rillets down To linger her lily on shoulders, warm Between her kissing breasts, and every charm Touch I flow : raptured! See how painfully Fair maid, be pitiful to my great woe.
"

ENDYMION.

63

Stay, stay thy weary course, and let to the flowery mead A happy wooer, all that beauty snared me." Where
"

me

lead,
Cruel

"

god,
not

Desist Will With Such

or

my

offended

mistress' nod
"

tease me stagnate all thy fountains : Ah, have I really got syren words
"

power

to

madden

thee

And

is it true

"

Away, away, or I shall dearly rue My very thoughts: in mercy then away. Kindest Alpheus,for should I obey dear will, 'twould be a deadly bane." My own
*'

"

0, Oread-Queen
this of be
a

! would

that

thou

hadst

pain

Like And

mine, then
**
"

would

I fearless turn

criminal."
"

Alas, I burn,
thee hence.
sense

I shudder

gentleriver, get
thou
once

Alpheus !
Of mine
was

enchanter
made

! every in perfect

these woods.

Fresh

breezes, bowery lawns, and innocent Ripe fruits,and lonelycouch, contentment


ever

floods,
gave
;

But In

since

thy deceitful

did lave heedlessly a panting glow stream,


me
:

Grew

strong within
call it love ?
once more

wherefore
! 'twas

serve

me

so.

And Not
Amid

Alas

did

I close

the thrush's
a

song.
*'
"

cruelty. happy eyes my Away ! avaunt


Now

O So

'twas

cruel

thing."
that

thoti dost taunt

Arethusa, softly,
wast

I think my

If thou

playingon
bathe
no

Thou

wouldst

once more

shady brink. again. Innocent


;
"

maid

Stifle thine
Of

heart
:

nor

be

afraid

angry
shade

powers
us

there

are

deities Those
me
no

Will

with

their
to hear

wings.
:

fitful sighs

'Tis almost A

death upon

let fear
must

pour
more,

dewy

balm

them

!
"

Sweet

Arethusa

! Dian's

self

feel,

64

ENDYMION.

Sometimes,

these

very

pangs.

Dear

maiden, steal

Blushing into my soul, and let us fly for the open These dreary caverns sky. I will delightthee all my winding course,
From Ahout the

green

sea

up

to

my

hidden
will show
waters

source

Arcadian

forests ; and where rocks my

The

channels
mossy

coolest

flow green,

Through
I
roam

; where

'mid
more

exuberant
unseen

in

pleasantdarkness,

Than

Saturn

in his exile ; where

I brim

Round

floweryislands, and take thence a skim Of mealy sweets, which myriads of bees Buzz from their honey 'd wings: and thou shouldst Thyself to choose the richest,where we might Be incense-pillow'd night. every summer
Dofl" all sad fears, thou
And Thou let
us

please

white

deliciousness,
;

be thus

comforted
see

unless

couldst

to rejoice

my

hopeless stream hungry


Dian !

Hurry
And
**

distracted from
to

Sol's

temperate beam,
sands."
"

pour
can

death I

What

along some do, Alpheus ?


me
:

"

stands

Severe

before

fate persecuting ! thou


"

Unhappy
A

Arethusa free in
sad
"

wast

late

huntress
two

At

this, sudden
a

fell

Those
The Save The Of

streams

adown

fearful dell.
no

Latmian

but he heard listen'd,

more,

o'er and echo, faint repeating


name

o'er

of Arethusa.

On

the

that dark

gulf he wept,
of my

and

verge said :

*'

I urge

Thee, gentle Goddess

pilgrimage,

By
And

our

eternal
art

If thou

make

hopes, to soothe, to assuage, powerful,these lovers' pains ; them happy in some happy plains."
there
was a

He

turn'd

"

whelming

sound

"

he

stept.

ENDYMION.

65

There Towards More The He

was

cooler

light

and and
moment

so

he
lo !

kept

it

bj

sandy
than

path,
doth
a

suddenly
visions of

go, and fled-

the

earth

were

gone
his

saw

the

giant

sea

above

head.

6a

ENDYMION.

BOOK

III.

There With

are

who

lord it o'er their fellow-men

tinsel : who prevailing unpen Their baaing vanities,to browse away The comfortable green and juicyhay fact ! human From pastures ; or, 0 torturing Who, through an idiot blink, will see unpack'd Fire-branded foxes to sear up and singe 'd hopes. With Our not one gold and ripe-ear tinge Of sanctuary splendour, not a sight Able to face an owls, they still are dight nations in empurpled vests, By the blear-eyed
most

And

crowns,

and

turbans.

With

unladen

breasts.

they proudly mount self-applause, To their spirit's perch, their being'shigh account, Their nothings,their dull skies, their thronestiptop the fierce intoxicating Amid tones Of trumpets, shoutings, and belabour'd drums,
And
In

Save

of blown

sudden wakeful

cannon.

Ah

! how

all this hums,


"

Like
And Are

like uproar past and gone that spake to Babylon, thunder-clouds


ears,

set

those

old Chaldeans

to

their tasks.
?

"

"

then

all gilded masks regalities


are

No, there
But Or Can

throned

seats

unscalable

wing, a constant spell. by a patient by ethereal things that, unconfined.


make
a

ladder
in

of the eternal

wind,
tents

And

poise about

cloudythunder-

68

ENDYMION.

Where
Has And Takes To the

pleasure may
thy
from beneath
a

be sent its

the nested

wren

fair face within

ken, tranquil ivy leaf sheltering


art
a

glimpses of
poor
its

thee ; thou

relief

Within The O

patient oyster, where it sleeps pearlyhouse ; The mighty deeps,


"

monstrous

sea

is thine

"

the

myriad
to

sea

Moon

! far

spooming

Ocean

bows

thee,
load.

And

Tellus

feels her

forehead's

cumbrous

Cynthia !
Of

where

art thou

now

What

far abode

'

green or Such utmost


one one as

I'or
For His Ah

bower doth enshrine silvery beauty ? Alas, thou dost pine sorrowful : thy cheek is pale

whose
who

cheek

is

pale:

thou

dost

bewail

dost thou Where weeps for thee ! ! surely that light peeps from Vesper's eye,
tears

sigh?

Or, what
How

thingis changed,how
a
on

love ! full of

'Tis She, but

lo ! !

ache, how

She Is
wan

dies at the thinnest

cloud ; her

gone in woe loveliness

Neptune's blue : yet there 's a stress Of love-spangles, just off yon cape of trees, if to please as Dancing upon the waves, The curly foam with amorous influence.
0,
She
not
so

idle ! for down

glancingthence,
runs

fathoms

eddies, and
from with

wild about
;

O'erwhelming water-courses
The Their Where
O

thorny sharks
savage
eyes will the

out scaring and fright hiding-holes, 'ning

unaccustom'd
content to

lightning.
to

splendourbe

reach

love ! how

potent hast thou been

teach

Strangejourneyings! Wherever beauty dwells. In gulf or aerie, mountains or deep dells, In light, in gloom, in star or blazing sun, Thou 'tis won. pointestout the way, and straight

ENDYMION.

69

Amid
Thou Thou And A To

his toil thou


leddest madest
now,

gavest Leander
the bear thin

breath

Orpheus through
Pluto

gleams
:

of death

element ! thou

winged
to

Chieftain

hast

sent

moon-beam find

the

deep, deep water-

world,

Endymion.
On

gold sand impearl'd With shells,and pebbles milky white, lily her light Poor Cynthia greeted him, and soothed face : he felt the charm Against his pallid To breathlessness, and suddenly a warm Of his heart's blood : 'twas very sweet ; he stay'd laid His wandering steps, and half- entranced His head upon a tuft of straggling weeds. and fresheningbeads, To taste the gentlemoon, roof by fishes' tails. Lash'd from the crystal And he kept, until the rosy veils so Mantling the east, by Aurora's peering hand
Were Into lifted from
sweet

the water's breast, and sober'd


"

fann'd

air ; and

morning
like
of

came

Meekly through billows : when breath Left sudden by a dallying


He
rose

taper-flame

air.

in

silence,and

once

more

'ganfare

Along

his fated way.

Far With

had

he roam'd, vast, that foam'd


save

nothing save
dead rusted
than

the hollow
at

Above, around, and


More Old Of

his feet ;

things

: Morpheus' imaginings anchors, helmets, breastplates large

gone Rudders
The sway

sea-warriors that for of human


a

; brazen

beaks years

and

targe

hundred hand
;

had

lost
emboss

gold vase
wherein

'd

With

story, and long-forgotten

70

ENDYMION.

dipp'da chin But those of Saturn's vintage; mouldering scrolls, Writ in the tongue of heaven, by those souls rude Who first were the earth ; and sculptures on In ponderous stone, developing the mood
No
ever

reveller had

Of

ancient

Nox

;
"

then

skeletons

of

man,

Of beast, behemoth, And


Of

and

leviathan,
A

and huge jaw elephant,and eagle, nameless


secrets

monster.

cold leaden
;

awe

These Dian He
He

struck

into him

and

unless

had

chased have

might
onward the

away that heaviness, with cheered died : but now,

feel.
steal

kept ; wooing these thoughts to


in labyrinth

About

his soul of love

"

What heart

is there in thee, Moon


so

! that thou shouldst

move

My
Thou
From No

? potently

When when
:

yet
thou

child hast smiled.


we

I oft have

dried my tears seem'dst my sister


eve

hand

in hand

went

to

morn

across

the firmament. the tree.


: deliciously

appleswould
hadst

gatherfrom
ever

Till thou

cool'd their cheeks

No
But

tumbling
when woods thou
my
were

water

spake romance.
thine thereon could dance
:

eyes with

No

Until
In

green enough, no bower divine, lifted'st up thine eyelids fine : ne'er would till thou
I dibble

time sowing-

take.
awake
;

Or

drop a seed,

wast

wide

blossoming. No one but thee hath heard me blithely sing And mesh my dewy flowers all the night. No melody w^as like a passingspright If it went not to solemnise thy reign. Yes, in my boyhood,every joy and pain end ; By thee were fashion 'd to the self-same

And, in the summer-tide

of

ENDYMION.

71

And With Thou


The

as

I grew

in years, still didst thou


:

blend

all my
wast

ardours

thou

wast
"

the

the mountain"

top

the

deep glen ; sage'spen


" "

poet's harp
wast wast

the voice of friends


"

the
;

sun

Thou
Thou

the river
my

thou

wast
"

glory won
thou
wast
:

clarion's blast

my
"

steed

"

My
Thou
0

gobletfull
wast
a

of wine

"

my

topmost deed
tune

the charm wild and

of

women,

lovelyMoon

what

harmonised

struck from all the beautiful ! spirit could I lean, and lull On some brightessence Myself to immortality: I prest in a wakeful rest. Nature's soft pillow bliss But gentleOrb ! there came a nearer Felicity's abyss ! My strange love came

My

"

"

She
Yet

came,

and

thou

didst fade, and

fade away

"

entirely ; no, thy starry sway Has been an under-passion to this hour. Now I begin to feel thine orby power Is coming fresh upon be kind ! me : 0 Keep back thine influence, and do not blind vision. Dearest love, forgive My sovereign
not
"

That

can

think

away

from

thee and

live !
"

Pardon One
How

that I prize airyplanet, thought beyond thine argent luxuries ! far beyond ! At this a surprisedstart
me,
"

Frosted
For How He An
as

the

verdure springing
his eyes to

of his heart
swear

he lifted up
own

his
saw

goddess was
concave

past all thingsfair,


green of the sea and peacefully.
man

far in the
man

old
a

calm sitting
rock

Upon
And
Of

weeded

this old
was

sat.
a

his white

hair

awful, and

mat
;

weeds

were as

cold beneath the

his cold thin feet

And, ample

largest winding-sheet.

72

ENDYMION.

wrapp'd up his aged bones, Overwrought with symbols by the deepestgroans Of ambitious magic : every ocean-form
cloak of blue
woven

Was And

in with

black

distinctness

; storm,
roar

and hideous calm, and whispering, 'd in the woof; with every emblem Were

shape
and

That The

skims,
look its

or

dives, or
was

'twixt sleeps, like


a

cape

cape.

gulphing whale
upon

dot in the

spell,

Yet
To

it,and
and

'twould

size and

swell

huge self;
pass

the minutest

fish

Would
And Then

show there

the very hardest gazer'swish. his little eye s anatomy.


was

the regality pictured his Of Neptune ; and the sea-nymphs round look up and wait. In beauteous vassalage, Beside this old man lay a pearlywand, And in his lap a book, the which he conn'd denizen that the new So steadfastly, time to keep him in amazed Had ken, and stand in awe. these shadowings, To mark

state,

The

old

man

The
His He Went

wilder'd features woke


as

hoary head and saw seeming not to see. stranger lifeless. Suddenly so were
raised his
"

from

trance

his snow-white

brows

archingup, and like two magic ploughs Furrow'd deep wrinkles in his forehead large, Which as rocky marge, kept as fixedly had gone a smile. Till round his wither'd lips
Then up

he

rose,

like

one

whose

tedious

toil

Had
Who Eased Even

watch'd

for years

in forlorn
to

hermitage,
age

had
in
to

not
one

from
accent

mid-life

utmost

his o'erburden'd
He
rose
:

soul,

the

trees.

he

his stole, grasp'd

With

convulsed

clenches

waving it abroad.

ENDYMION.

73

And
Echo

in

voice of solemn

joy, that
:
"

awed

into oblivion, he said

"

Thou

art

the my

man

Now

shall I
now

lay my
brow

head

In

peace
Jove

Sleep
0 0

upon will come

watery pillow:
to

smoothly Neptune,
life !
cast

my

weary

! I shall be young I

shell-borne
new-born I have
to

again,be young ! am piercedand stung


shall I do ?
woe

With When

What

Where
?
"

go.

this

of serpent-skin

1 11 swim

Their
Anon That To

moment syrens, and one melodies, and see their long hair

the

listen

glisten ;

upon
writhes northern
mount
some

that

arm giant's

I '11 be,
: Sicily twinklingsail, a

about
seas

the

roots
a

of

1 11 in the
;

And
To

upon black

of snortings thence down

whale
1 11

madly sweep to the deepestdeep. On forked lightning, Where through some sucking pool I will be hurl'd
With

cloud

rapture
am

to

the other

side of the world

0, I
1 bow

full of

gladness!
to

Sisters three, old decree !


power droop, and

full-hearted

your

Yes, every
For Thou

god
more

be

thank'd, and
!
"

no

shall wither,
man

benign. pine.
back the rack

art

the

Endymion
a

started

Dismay
Tortures

'd ; and hot

like

wretch

from

whom agony.

bi'eath, and
What

Mutter
In And Or

'd :

"

speech of lonely death am


Will

I to die

this cold float my

region?
me

he let
o'er his
on a

me

freeze.

brittle limbs with memorial

will he touch leave


tear
me me
a

polarseas ? searinghand.
the sand
saw,

And
Or

black

piecemealwith
as
a

bony
to

And His

keep

chosen

food

draw flame ?

magian

fish

through hated

fire and

74

ENDYMION.

0
Am

misery of
the

hell !

resistless, tame,
up ?

I to be burn'd

No, I will shout,


heaven's few blue look
out

Until 0 Her Her

gods through
! but
arms were some

!
"

Tartarus

soft
voice

days agone entwining me, and

on

hung
ye

Her
Of But

lipswere ! happiness
never

like fruit among green leaves : all my own, and ah, ripesheaves
"

on

the stubble

droop,
must

may

My head,
Is there
no

and

garner 'd. I kiss death's foot.


be from

stoop Love ! love, farewell !


horrid

hope
at

thee ?

This
"

spell
hind

Would

melt

thy sweet

breath.

By

Dian's

the wind on Feeding from her white fingers, 1 see thy streaming hair ! and now, by Pan, ! I care for this old mysterious not man
"

spake,and walking to that aged form, Lo ! his heart 'gan warm Look'd high defiance. With for the grey-hair'd creature pity, wept. Had he then wrong'd a heart where sorrow kept ? Had contumelious, brought he, though blindly Rheum to kind eyes, a sting to human thought,
He

Convulsion
He

to

mouth

of many

years

?
tears.

had

in truth ; and

he

was

ripe for
down

The

shower penitent that his


care-worn

fell, as

he knelt

Before
About

largedark

sage, who locks,and

tremblingfelt faltering spake :


Phoebus' I feel sake !

'*

Arise, good youth, for sacred


thine inmost

I know A

bosom, and

very brother's yearning for thee steal Into mine own : for why ? thou openest The that have so long oppress 'd prison-gates My weary watching. Though thou know'st it not, Thou
art

commission

'd

to

this fated

spot

761
From

ENDYMION*

pool,to see its deep, crystal And one's own image from the bottom peep ? I am Yes : now thrall, no longerwretched and meanings all My long captivity Are but a slime, a thin-pervading scum. The which I breathe away, and thronging come Like thingsof yesterday pleasures. my youthful
a
**

off

I touch'd
a

no

lute, I sang

not, trod

no

measures

was

My
And

lonelyyouth on desert shores. lonely,'mid continuous sports were


craggy

roars,

plaintive cry and sky. between sea Plainingdiscrepant still my Dolphins were playmates ; shapes unseen Would let me feel their scales of gold and green,
Nor When Its
To be
a

isles,and

seamews'

my

desolation

and, full oft.


rear'd aloft

dread

waterspout had

hungry hugeness, seeming ready ripe burst with hoarsest thunderings, and wipe
life away

My
Some
Has

like

vast

sponge

of

fate,
sad

monster, friendly dived left


me

pityingmy

state.

to

its

'd it down. foundations, gulf


crown

And

Of all my
More did

tossingsafely. But the life was utmost quietude:


cavern

I love to lie in in wait


came

rude,

Keeping
And There
if it

whole

at
no

Neptune's voice, ! last,hark, and rejoice days


eve

for

blush'd

summer

but

I would

steer

along green shelvingcoasts, to hear The clear from aery steep. shepherd'spipe come of his sheep : Mingled with ceaseless bleatings And shine, never was a day of summer My
But For I beheld I would its birth watch all upon the brine
see :

skiff

night to

unfold his

Heaven's

gates, and

^thon

snort

morning gold

ENDYMION.

77

Wide
At

o'er the

brim
nets

My
The

streams constantly : and swelling of day-tide, some on grassy lea, would be spread out, and I at rest

I blest poor folk of the sea-country With dailyboon of fish most delicate :

They
Would

knew
strew

not

whence

this

bounty, and
on a

elate

sweet

flowers

sterile beach.

"

At

Had
To The

Why was I not contented things which, but for thee, been my dreary death ! feel distemper'dlongings:
utmost

? 0

Wherefore
Latmian ! I !

reach

Fool

began

to desire

that privilege in benediction

ocean's
:

sire

Could
Of I I

grant
ere

to

be

free

all his

kingdom.
in
one

Long
death. dense

in

misery
fit

wasted,

extremest

plunged for
senses seem
a

life or
so

To
a

interknit

One's

with work

Might
Can
And

I admire

how

breathingstuff of pain ; so not enough it felt, crystal-smooth

At first I dwelt buoyant round my limbs. Whole days and days in sheer astonishment ; of self-intent ; Forgetfulutterly Moving but with the mighty ebb and flow.

Then, like

bird that first doth new-fledged His spreaded feathers to the morrow chill, I tried in fear the pinions of my will.
a

show

'Twas

freedom

! and

at

once

I visited

The
No That For

ceaseless wonders need thou


to

of this ocean-bed. of them, for I


a see

tell thee
hast been

witness
canst

"

it must

be

these I know the


I

thou

not

feel

drouth,

By
So To

of that mouth. melancholycorners will in my story straightway pass immediate


matter.

more

Woe,

alas !

78

ENDYMION.

That

love should did poor


thee her
to to

be

my

bane
ever
"

fair ! Ah, Scylla dare


! stranger-youth

Why
To
sue

Glaucus

ever

his heart ?

Kind

I loved And she

the very white of truth, would not conceive it. Timid swift
as

She Round
From

fled

me

sea-bird

on

the

thing! wing.

every where

isle,and

point,and promontory,

largeHercules wound up his story Far as Egyptian Nile. My passion grew I saw The her dainty hue the more more, Gleam clear : delicately through the azure
Until And
'twas too in that

fierce agony

to

bear

grief my agony, across that Circe might find some It flash'd,


Cruel enchantress
! So above

relief
"

the

water

I rear'd my head, and look'd for Phoebus' jEaea's isle was : wondering at the moon
It seem'd
to

daughter.
"

whirl

around

me,

and

swoon

Left

me

dead-

to drifting

that fatal power.


bower twilight hum

**

When when

I awoke, 'twas in
the

Just Stole
How

of light

morn,

with

of bees.

through its
sweet, and
over
"

verdurous

matting

of fresh trees.
a

sweeter

! for I heard

lyre.
anon

And

it

It ceased The

sighingvoice expire. caught lightfootsteps ; and


morn

fairest face that

e'er look'd upon of


roses.

Push'd With
A
net

through a
tears, and
whose

screen

smiles, and
was

Starry Jove ! honey-words she wove


bliss than all

thraldom

more

The
The 0

Thus did fall range of flower'd Elysium. dew of her rich speech : Ah ! art awake ?
*

let
am

me so

1 An

speak, for Cupid'ssake oppress'dwith joy ! Why, I have


of tears,
as

hear

thee

shed
;

urn

though thou

wert

cold dead

ENDYMION.

79

And
From

now

I find thee

I living, eyes

these

devoted

will pour their silver store,

Until
So

exhausted

of the

latest and
:

drop,
force thee

it will

pleasurethee,
too

stop
fond
; ;

Here, that I
Such Of If
If cool and

may

live

sorrowful

beyond thou art offerings,


but supreme

if

soothingwarmth, of thou art ripe to taste

dalliance
a

long love-dream

smiles, if dimples, tongues for ardour mute, Hang in thy vision like a tempting fruit,
0 let Her Their And So

pluck it for thee ! Thus she till indistinct charming syllables,


me

'

link'd

music then she

came

to

my
over

o'er-sweeten'd
me,

soul

hover'd
no

and

stole

near,

that if

nearer

it had

been
never seen.

This

furrow 'd

visagethou
of Latmos

hadst

**

Young

man

! thus

particular

Am

how far see may'st plainly This fierce temptation went thou may'st not : and Exclaim, How, then, was Scyllaquiteforgot?

I, that thou

*'

Who

could
so

resist ? Who
ambrosia in
a a

in this universe
; so

She

did

breathe

immerse

My
She
And The

fine existence took


me

golden clime.
time. suckling
Thus life
was

like
me

child bf
roses.

cradled
current to

in

condemn

'd,

of my

former

stemm'd.
thence woo'd

And

this
a

arbitrary queen
vassal
:

of
nor

sense

1 bow'd
Have Me For A
new

tranced
even

would

moved,
back
as

though Amphion's harp had


the doth
western

Scyllao'er Apollo each eve


to

billows rude. devise skies


;

for apparelling
eve,

So every

nay, every

hour spendthrift

80

ENDYMION.

Shed
And

balmy
I
was

consciousness

within

that bower.
;

free of haunts in the mazy

umbrageous
forest-house
an

Could Of And

wander

foxes shy, and squirrels, birds from


coverts

tier'd deer.
and
sorrow

innermost

drear
"

Warbling
To
me

for very

joy

mellifluous

new-born

! delights

*'

Now

let
as

me

borrow

For As

moments

few,

temperament
words I in calm

stern

Pluto's

sceptre, that my

not

burn

These How

while utteringlips, heaven specious One


was

speech tell
to

changed

real hell.

: half awake sleeping I sought for her smooth and lips, to slake arms ; My greedy thirst with nectarous camel-draughts
**

morn

she left

me

But Of

she

was

gone.

Whereat in
me

the
so

barbed
sore,

shafts

stuck disappointment
out

That

ran

and in

search 'd the forest o'er.

Wandering Damp awe


A sound

about

pine

and

cedar

assail'd

me,
an

for there

gloom 'ganto boom

of moan,

agony

of

sound,

from the distance all around. Sepulchral Then came a conquering earth- thunder, and rumbled That fierce complain to silence : while I stumbled Down a precipitous path, as if impell'd. I came to a dark valley. Groanings swell'd
"

Poisonous The That This


nearer

about I

my

ears,

and

louder

grew,

a flame's gaunt blue, approach'd glaredbefore me through a thorny brake. fire,like the eye of gordian snake, me

Bewitch'd
A In

towards

; and

soon

was
:

near

sighttoo

fearful for the feel of fear


the

thicket hid I cursed

haggard scene

"

ENDYMION.

81

The

banquet

of my her

arms,

Seated And

wizard and brute, shapes, serpenting. Laughing, and wailing, grovelling, Showing tooth, tusk, and venom-bag, and sting. O such

upon an all around

uptorn

arbour my forest root ;

queen,

deformities ! old Charon's he


a

self.

Should And

give up
dream be
so

awhile

take

'mong
the

his penny pelf. rushes Stygian,

It could not And As

fantasied.

Fierce,

wan,

was tyrannising over

look, lady's
she

them upon
a

gnarledstaff
the

shook. out,

Oft-times
And from

sudden

she
to

laugh'd
the
rout
raven

basket

emptied

Clusters
And About Anon

of grapes, the which they roar'd for more a ; with many


their

'd

quick

hungry lick shaggyjaws. Avenging, slow,


a

she took

branch

of mistletoe,

And

: dull-gurgling phial and all,as if some trial Groan'd one piercing for their pitiable Was bones. sharpening She lifted up the charm : appealing groans From their poor breasts went suing to her ear

emptied on

't a black

In She

vain ; remorseless

as

an

infant's bier

whisk'd
was

againsttheir
heard
a

Whereat

eyes noise of

sooty oil. toil. painful


the

Increasinggradualto a tempest rage. and groans of torture-pilgrimage Shrieks, yells, : bodies 'gan to bloat Until their grieved
And

pufffrom the tail'send to stifled throat : silence : then a sight Then was appalling More wilderingthan all that hoarse affright ; For the whole herd, as by a whirlwind writhen. Went through the dismal air like one huge Python Antagonising Boreas, and so vanish'd,
"

Yet

there

was

not

breath

of wind

she banish 'd


G

82

ENDYMION.

Lo ! from the dark phantoms with a nod. Came waggish fauns, and nymphs, and satyrs stark, With dancing and loud revelry, and went after rapine bent. Swifter than centaurs Sighing an elephantappear'd and bow'd Before the fierce witch, speakingthus aloud Potent In human accent : goddess! chief Of painsresistless ! make being brief, my from this heavy prisonfly: Or let me Or give me die ! to the air, or let me for my I sue not happy crown again ; I sue for my phalanx on the plain; not These
" "

I I

sue sue

not not

for my for my

lone, my

widow'd

wife

ruddy drops of life,

and boys ! lovely girls I will forgetthem ; I will pass these joys ; Ask too high : nought so heavenward, so too Only I pray, as fairest boon, to die,

My

children

fair,my

"

Or From

be

deliver'd from
this gross,

this cumbrous

flesh.
air. prayer
!
'

detestable, filthy mesh,


the !

And Have

merely given to
mercy.
That

cold bleak

Goddess

Circe, feel my

fell icy numb name magician's had come : truth Upon my wild conjecturing and sabre-like againstmy heart. Naked I saw a furywhettinga death-dart ; And slain spirit, overwrought with fright, my in that dark lair of night. Fainted away
"

curst

Think, my

deliverer,how
must

desolate
!

My
And
A

waking
terrors

have

been divided

and hate. disgust


me

manifold

I prepared to flee spoilamongst them. Into the dungeon core of that wild wood ; I fled three days lo ! before me when stood
"

84

ENDYMION.

And
A A

was poison'd

war-song hand was


sullen
on

of
at

: despair spirit sung defiance all hell. 'gainst shoulder to compel my

my

My

steps
with

; another

'fore my

eyes

pointedfinger. In this guise Enforced, at the last by ocean's foam I found me fresh, my native home. ; by my Its tempering coolness, to my life akin, I waded in ; Came as salutary And, with a blind voluptuousrage, I gave and drave Battle to the swollen billow-ridge, Large froth before me, while there yet remain 'd drain from my bones all marrow Hale strength, nor
Moved
"
"

'd.

such hellish spite Young lover, I must weep With dry cheek who can tell ? While thus my might Proving upon this element, dismay 'd, I laid ; face my hand Upon a dead thing's I look'd 'twas Scylla ! Cursed, cursed Circe !
"

vulture- witch, hast


not

never

heard

of mercy be

Could
But

thy
must

harshest

vengeance
tender

content,

thou

nip this
her?
"

innocent

Because

I loved

Cold, 0 cold indeed


like
a

Were The 1

her fair limbs, and sea-swell took her

common as

weed she
was

hair.

Dead ceased

clung about
as
an

her waist, nor

to pass

Fleet Until Ribb'd

arrow

through
a

unfathom'd

brine,

there and

shone

fabric

inlaid with
I darted
; at

crystalline, and pearl. coral, pebble,


one

Headlong
Gain'd 'Twas
And Who its

eager

swirl
!

enter'd, and behold brightportal, vast, and desolate, and icy-cold ;


"

all around in few

But

wherefore
more a

this to thee
see

minutes

shalt thj^self and fled.

"

I left poor

Scyllain

niche

ENDYMION.

85

My
Met

fever'd

parchingsup,
way
: soon

my

dread scathing
limbs became

palsy half

these

feeble, cramp'd, and Gaunt, wither'd, sapless,


"

lame.

Now

let
one

me

pass

cruel, cruel space.

hope, without one faintest trace Of mitigation, or redeeming bubble Of colour'd phantasy ; for I fear 'twould trouble tell next : and Thy brain to loss of reason down How chance to quell a restoring came
One
half of the witch in
me.

Without

**

On

day,

Sitting upon
I A
saw

rock

above

up from gallantvessel : soon

grow

the spray, the horizon's brink she seem'd


to

sink

Away

as again, though her course been resumed in spiteof hindering force Had So vanish 'd : and not long,before arose Dark clouds, and muttering of winds morose Old ^olus would stifle his mad spleen. me

from

"

But

could up

not, therefore, all the


the

billows green
clouds

Toss'd The

silver spume
came
:

againstthe
that vessel's

tempest

saw

shrouds

In

bustle ; while upon the deck perilous Stood I beheld the wreck trembling creatures. The final gulfing souls : struggling ; the poor I heard 0 their cries amid all been loud but

thunder-rolls. crazed
and eld thus

they had
my

saved

Annuird
And

vigorouscravings:
on

quell'd

curb'd, think

't,0 Latmian

! did I sit

and a cursing fit Writhing with pity, The Against that hell-born Circe. crew By one and one, to pale oblivion ;

had

gone.

And

was

gazing on

the

surges

prone,

86

ENDYMION.

With

many
at

When

Grasping
I knelt

my this

scaldingtear, and many a groan, feet emerged an old man's hand,


and scroll,
"

this
out

same

slender
hand
" "

wand.
had

with
treasures

pain
"

reach'd

my

grasp 'd

they unclasp'dthe downward I caught a finger : but weight Then it sank. me O'erpower'd 'gan abate The storm, and through chill aguish gloom outburst
"

These

touch'd the knuckles

The To

comfortable
search its

sun.

was

athirst

the book, and

in the

warming

air

Parted

drippingleaves
did it treat

with

Strange matters

eager care. of, and drew

on

My

nigh won Into forgetfulness ; when, stupified, I read these words, and read again,and tried My eyes againstthe heavens, and read again. 0 what a load of misery and pain shine of hope Each Atlas-line bore off ! a Came gold around me, cheering me to cope
"

soul page

after page, till well

Strenuous For

with hast

hellish tyranny.

Attend
to
an

thou

brought their promise


sea

end.

"

In the wide with

there lives
carcase

forlorn

wretch,

Doom'd His And


A

enfeebled existence die alone. No

to outstretch

loathed then
to

through ten centuries.


Who
one. can

devise

total

? opposition times

So ebb

One

million

ocean

must

and

flow,

And

oppressed. Yet he shall not die. These 'd : If he utterly thingsaccomplish Scans all the depths of magic, and expounds The meanings of all motions, shapes, and sounds If he explores all forms and substances homeward to their symbol-essences Straight ;
"

he

He

shall

not

die.

Moreover,

and

in

chief.

ENDYMION.

87

He
Most A.nd

must

pursue
"

this task

of

joy

and

grief

piously ;

all lovers tempest-tost,

overwhelming lost, side by side, until shall deposit He Time's creeping shall the dreary space
in the savage Which A

fulfil:

done, and
stand
to

all these

labours loved

ripened,
and

youth,by heavenlypower
before him
;

led,

Shall
How Must

w^hom
The

he shall direct

consummate
or thing,

all. both

do the

youth elect 'd.' will be destroy

"

**

Then,"
are

**

We

cried the young 'd, Endymion, overjoy in this destiny! twin brothers

Say, I
What

entreat

thee, what
thee

achievement
me

high
had

Is, in this restless world, for


! if from
we

reserved.

my
"
"

wandering feet
*'

swerved.

Had
**

both
thou

? perish'd
not

Look

!"

the

sage

replied,

Dost

mark

gleaming through the tide,

Of divers brilliances ? 'tisthe edifice


I told thee And All

of, where
I have

where

lovelyScyllalies ; enshrined piously


storms

lovers, whom

fell

have

doom'd

to die

on Throughout my bondage." Thus discoursing, the porches shone ; They went till unobscured and enter 'd straight. Which they gain'd, hurryingly since king Neptune held his state Sure never

Was Turn Has How His

seen

such
some

wonder

underneath

the

stars.

to

level

plainwhere
; and

haughty Mars
behold

all legion'd
every
even

his battle

soldier,with
breast
:

firm

foot, doth hold

And

ranks rigid One step ? Imagine further,line by line. These warrior thousands the field supine: on in silent rows. So in that crystal place,
"

steeled squares. many of iron whence who dares


see,

"

88

ENDYAIION.

Poor The
Such

lovers

lay at

rest

from

joys and
in order

woes.

stranger from
thousands ranges

the mountains, breathless, traced


eyes

of shut

Such
All He Put

of white for here

feet, and
death
no

ruddy,
"

placed; patientlips blossom nips.


;
care
saw

mark'd

their brows
one

and

foreheads
nicest

their hair

on sleekly

side with

And
Put

each

one's

gentlewrists, with
to

reverence.

cross-wise

its heart.

''

Let

us

commence

now." the guide,stuttering with joy)even (Whispered He spake,and, tremblinglike an aspen-bough.

Began to tear Uttering the


He
That
tore

his scroll in

while

some

piecessmall, mumblings funeral.


as snow

it into

piecessmall
when

drifts unfeather'd

bleak

northerns

blow

And And
His
*'

having done it,took his dark blue cloak it round Endymion : then struck bound wand againstthe empty air times nine.
more

What

there

is to

do, young
wind
as

man,

is thine

But This

first a little patience; first undo

tangled thread,
'tis as

and

it to

clue.
;
so

! Ah, gentle

weak break

skein spider's
"

And
A

shouldst

thou

it

What,

is it done !

clean ?

power overshadows The spiteof hell is


is
a

thee !

Oh, brave

tumbling

to its grave. to me,


"

Here

shell

'tis pearlyblank
any

Nor Canst

mark'd
thou !

with read
we are

sign or charactery sake aught ? O read for pity's


safe !

Olympus
This

Now,

Carian, break
the

wand

against yon lyreon


done
:

pedestal."
sudden and swell and fall

'Twas Sweet

and

with straight

music

breathed

her soul away,

sigh'd

ENDYMION.

89

lullabyto
minced

silence
leaves

"
"

Youth
me,

now

strew

These

on

and the
"

passing through
same

Those And
Of

files of dead,
thou

scatter

around,
the sound

wilt

see

the issue."

'Mid

flutes and

viols,ravishinghis heart,
Glaucus stood apart,
some

Endymion
And

from

fragments light. the change ! a youthful wight How lightning-swift Smiling beneath a coral diadem, like an upturn'd gem, sudden Out-sparkling Appear'd, and, stepping to a beauteous corse,
Kneel'd Press'd
down

scatter'd

in his face

beside

it,and

with
"

tenderest

force

and Scyllasigh'd ! wept Endymion, with quick hand, the charm applied its cold
"

hand, and
he

The And

nymph
onward

arose

left them
his

to

their

joy.

went

upon

high employ,

Showering
And,
As
as

doth

powerfulfragments on the dead, each lifted up its head. he pass'd, touch. flower at Apollo's a
those
;

Death Death The All


A Of

felt it to his inwards

'twas

too

much

fell aLatmian

weeping in his charnel-house. along, and thus persevered


There
arose

were

reanimated. of

noise

harmony, pulsesand
the air
"

throes

in gladness

while

Had

died in mutual

arms

who many, devout and true,

Sprang to each other madly ; and the rest of being blest. Felt a high certainty Enchantment They gazed upon Endymion.
Grew

drunken, and
and

would

have

its head

and

bent.

Delicious

symphonies,like airy flowers,


swell'd,and, full-blown, shed
leaves of sounds tasted
a

Budded,
Of
The

full showers

soft,unseen light,
two

divine.

deliverers

Of

from happiness,

pure wine fairy press oozed out.

90

ENDYMION.

they eyed each other, and about Speechless fair assembly wander'd to and The fro,
Distracted Of with
ever

the

richest

overflow

joy

that

pour'dfrom

heaven.

''Away!''
Shouted
Our

the new-born

god ;

"

Follow, and pay


"
"

Then

piety to Neptunus supreme ! Scylla, blushing sweetly from


to

her dream,

bent They led on first, columns Through portal Into

her meek
a

surprise.

of

giant size
emerald.

the vaulted, boundless all foliow'd,


as

Joyous
Down
As

the

leader
as

call'd,

marble

steps ; pouring
"

and fast,as sand hour-glass Swallows obeying the south summer's Or swans upon a gentlewaterfall.

easily you might


call.

see

Thus
Ere Just

went

that beautiful multitude,


some

nor

far.

from

among

rocks
saw

of

glittering spar.

within

ken, they

Another

multitude. either host.

Moved
And For

descendingthick Whereat more quick On sand they met. a wide


rose,

of those

each what

wet ; every eye was A murmuring their old love found.


was never

numbers

Like

heard
:

in all the throes wit

Of wind
To

and

waters

'tis past human


to think

tell ; 'tisdizziness
*

of it.

made, the host mighty consummation for many Moved and lost on a league; and gain'd in array. Huge sea-marks ; van ward swelling from the rear And diminishing away. Till a faint dawn them. Glaucus cried, surprised Behold ! behold, the palaceof his pride !
This
"

92

ENDYMION.

Can
So

see

all round
was

upon

the hall
so

calmed
:

vast,
as

wide

Neptune's

and

the drew

blue

Doth Their Awed

vault the waters,

the

waters

doming curtains, high,magnificent,


from the

throne

aloof;
"

and

when

storm-rent ;

Disclosed
But

the
as

in thunder-gloomings
now,

Jove's air

soothed

flash'd

sudden

everywhere,
did

Noiseless, sub-marine
Death From A A
to
a

cloudlets,glittering

human

natural

eye : for there west, and east, and

spring
north,

south, and

Of
As Of

forth of four sunsets, blazing as light head. zenith 'bove the Sea-God's gold-green lucid depth the floor,and far outspread

breezeless

lake,

on

which

the

slim
as

canoe

feather'd Indian delicatest air for the


:

darts about,
air

through

The But

verily.

of clouds and sky : portraiture This palacefloor breath-air, but for the amaze motionless, and blaze Of deep-seen wonders
" "

Of the dome

pomp,

reflected in extremes.

Globing a goldensphere.
They
Till Triton
The

stood in dreams

And Then
On The Fair

palacerang ; danced ; the Syrens faintly Nereids sang ; head. the great Sea-King bow'd his dripping took wing, and from his pinions shed Love
blew multitude Goddess
her
a

his horn.

The

all the

nectarous

dew. and drew


;

ooze-born

beckoned

And She
A

Scyllaand when they


kiss'd the

guidesto
the

conference

reach'd

throned

eminence who
sat

sea-nymph'scheek,
the doves.

her down
crown

toying with Thy


vows

Then,
"

*'

Mighty paid :

And
*'

sceptre of this kingdom !


were on a

Venus

said,

time

to Nais

ENDYMION.

93

instant fell copious tear-drops the God's large eyes ; he smiled From delectable, hands. And held his blessing Glaucus over Endymion ! Ah ! still wandering in the bands Behold
!"
"

Two

"

**

Of

love ?
thee I

Now

this is cruel.

Since

the hour power


not

I met Have

in earth's
to

bosom,
serve

all my

put forth
from

thee.

What,

yet

Escaped
A Or
A

harsh net ? mortality's little patience, youth ! 'twill not be long, I am. skilless quite: an idle tongue, dull
humid eye, and these I have
are

"

steps luxurious.
new

Where

and

strange,
one

are

ominous.

Ay,
When To

seen were

these

signs in
;

of
were

heaven,
I

others
utter

all blind

and

given
his

secrets,

haply
:

might
Love

say

Some
So Even Visit

words pleasant

but

will have

day.

wait awhile
in the my

expectant. Pr'ytheesoon.

passing of thine honey-moon, Cytherea : thou wilt find


Adonis thee
"

Cupid well-natured, my And pray persuadewith

kind

^Ah, I have
"
"

done,

All blisses be upon ! thee, my sweet son Thus the fair Goddess : while Endymion Knelt
to receive

those

accents

halcyon.

Meantime Before
In And the

began glorious revelry


Nectar
to
ran

Water-Monarch.

courteous

fountains

all cups

outreach'd

vines, teeming exhaustless, pleach'd plunder'd New growth about each shell and pendent lyre; The which, in entanglingfor their fire, fresh foliage and coverture Pull'd down For dainty toy. Cupid, empire-sure. Flutter 'd and laugh'd, and oft-times through the throng Made Then dance, and song. a delighted way.

94

ENDYMION.

And In And

garlanding, reign'd. grew wild ; and pleasure harmless tendril they each other chained, who should be smother 'd deepestin strove
crush of leaves.

Fresh

0 For
In
one so
a

'tis a very sin


his poor
verse

weak

to

venture

such

placeas

this.

do
to

not

curse,

High
All

Muses

! let him

hurry
silent.
came

the

ending.

suddenly
then
a

were

Of And

dulcet instruments

blending charmingly;
A

soft

hymn.
**

King

of the

stormy

sea

Brother
Of

of Jove, and
!

co-inheritor

elements
the
waves

Eternally before
awful
bow.

Thee
At Its

Fast, stubborn

rock,

thy fear'd

doth unlock shrinking, into foam. deep foundations, hissing


trident

All mountain-rivers Of

lost,in the wide


ever

home

thy capaciousbosom
frownest, and
to

flow.

Thou

old uEolus 'mid the

Skulks Of

his

cavern,

thy foe gruffcomplaint


clouds faint

all his rebel tempests. from

Dark
a

gleam Slants over blue dominion. Thy brightteam Gulfs in the morning light, and scuds along To bring thee nearer to that golden song while his chariot Apollo singeth,
Waits For And
As
at
scenes

When,

thy diadem,

silver

the

doors

of heaven.
: an

Thou

art

not

like this

it hath

furrow 'd
of

empire stern that largefront

hast
:

thou
now,

yet

newly
blend

come

heaven, dost thou sit

To

and

interknit

ENDYMION.

95

Subdued
0 We

majestywith

this

gladtime.
!
evermore
"

shell-born

King

sublime

We

lay our hearts before and we adore ! sing,

thee

tender of your Nor be the trumpet heard


Be Not Nor

flutes ; softly, lutes ; strings, ye soothing


'*

Breathe

vain, 0 vain ! flowers budding in an April rain, breath of sleeping dove, nor river's flow
! 0
"

No,
Can Of Yet On

nor

the ^olian

twang of Love's
the soft
ear

own

bow,

mingle music fit for goddessCytherea !


white Queen deign,
our

of

Beauty,thy fair eyes

souls' sacrifice.

*'

winged Child Brightthou


see

Who

has another
on

care

when

hast smiled ? last


overcast

Unfortunates

earth, we

at

All death-shadows,and Our


0

glooms that

fann'd spirits,
essence

sweetest

pinions. away by thy light of all minions ! ! sweetest


dishevell'd hair.
! bare

God
And Dear Of

of

warm

and pulses,

pantingbosoms
unseen

in light Thy venom'd We fill"


we

in darkness ! eclipser light ! delicious poisoner ! light

gobletwill we
fill!

quaffuntil
'*

And

by thy Mother's lips

Was
For

heard

y-.i^'
no more
/

clamour, when

the from

goldenpalace-door
without, in shone
oozy

and Open'd again,


A
new

^'^' \

'rA\
"

magnificence. On

throne the old,

Smooth-moving came

Oceanus

T"*! '^'^ '; ^-'r-B/^


Vi'
"^

'^^'' "^w;

96

ENDYMION.

To

take

latest
went

Before
To
muse

he

glimpseat his sheep-fold, into his quiet cave


"

for

ever

Then,

lucid

wave,

trembling sisters of mid-sea, Afloat, and pillowing up the majesty Of Doris, and the jEgean seer, her spouse
"

Scoop'd from

its

clad in laurel boughs, dolphin, Theban Amphion leaning on his lute His fingers it All were went mute across To gaze on Amphitrite,queen of pearls, And Thetis pearlytoo.
on

Next,

"

"

The Around
Was

giddy Endymion ; there far strayedfrom


not

palacewhirls seeing he mortality.


his eyes in vain ;

He

could

bear
a

it
"

shut

Imagination gave
*'

dizzier

pain.
be my

I shall die ! sweet is my I hear

Venus,
? I

stay !
"

Where I die
At Of To
"

lovelymistress
her voice
"

Neptune's
Nereids usher back

feet he sank,
about his

Well-away ! feel my wing A sudden ring


"

were

him, in kind

strife

into life : spirit But still he slept. At last they interwove Their cradlingarms, and purposed to convey Towards bower far away. a crystal

crowd, through the pitying To his inward these words senses spake aloud ; the dark above : in star-light Written on Dearest Endymion ! my entire love !
Lo
! while

slow carried

**

How

have

I dwelt bliss for

in fear of fate ; 'tis done


me

"

Immortal
Arise then

too

hast thou shall

won.

! for the hen-dove

not

hatch

Her

ready eggs,

before

I '11kissingsnatch

ENDYMION.

Thee

into endless heaven.

Awake

! awake

"

The
Came

youth at once arose quietto his eyes ;


than all the wonder

lake placid

and

Cooler

forest green, he had seen,

Lull'd with its


How

happy once

breast. simplesong his fluttering again in grassy nest !

98

ENDYMION.

BOOK

IV.

Muse
0

of my

native
on
on

land ! loftiest Muse

first-born

the mountains the

Of heaven

By the air begot : spiritual


! in northern
a was

hues

Long
While Before Before

didst thou

sit alone

grot,
;
men

yet
our

our

England

v^olfish den
;
"

forests heard

the talk of
was our a

the first of Druids didst thou


in
a

child

Long Eapt
There Yet

sit amid

regionswild,
of solemn sang mood
:
"

solitude. deep prophetic


an

came

eastern

voice

wast

thou

patient.
"

Then

forth the Nine,

Apollo's garland: yet didst thou divine Such home-bred glory,that they cried in vain,
**

Come

hither, Sister of the Island !


fair Ausonia
;
"

"

Plain

Spake
A

and

once

more

she

spake

still didst thou betake : higher summons Thee 0 thou hast won to thy native hopes. A full accomplishment ! The thing is done. Which undone, these our latter days had risen
On

barren

souls.

Great

Muse,

thou

know'st

what

prison

Of flesh and
Our

bone, curbs, and

confines, and frets

wings : despondency besets spirits'

mom pillows ; and the fresh to-morrow Seems in very scorn to give forth its light Of our lives. dull, uninspired, snail-paced Long have I said, how happy he who shrives To thee ! But then I thoughton poets gone.

Our

100

ENDYMION.

Behold
Do For
not

her
those

pantingin
curls of the
?
arms

the

forest grass !

glossyjet surpass
so

tenderness
them

idlylain
not
a

Amongst
To
see

Feelest in

kindred

pain,

such
some

lovelyeyes
warm

After

Dovelike Their

in the

swimming search that seems to perch delight, dim cell lyingbeyond


"

upper

lids ?

Hist

!
**

for Hermes'

wand,

To

touch

this flower into human

shape !
escape

That
From

woodland
his green
me

Hyacinthus prison,and

could here

kneelingdown

Call Ah
For

me,

his queen, his second life's fair crown ! I could love ! how My soul doth melt
"

the faint what

unhappy youth
a

"

Love
a

! I have

felt

So
To That Ye

kindness, such

meek

surrender made
"

full own my but for tears my senseless

thoughts had
life had
minutes

too

tender,

fled away
of the

deaf and

day.

And
There But

thou, old forest,hold ye this for true,


is
no no lightning, : can

authentic there 's not confound


one
:

dew
a

in the eye of love

sound.
death
a

Melodious
The As Will

howsoever,
and the voice

heavens doth

earth in of love

to

such

there 's not meadow stolen


a

breath

mingle kindlywith the Till it has panted round, and from the heart ! Of passion
"

air.
share

"

He

leant, wretched.
for another he
can even
"

He love
:

Thirst That

Upon a bough surelycannot now 0 impious.


upon
I not

dream
am

it thus !
as

Thought he,
Since
to
a woe

Why

are

the led

dead,

like this I have

been

ENDYMION.

101

Through
Goddess

the dark

earth, and
not

through the
less
no, at
:

wondrous thee

sea

! I love thee

the
"

from
no
"

By

Juno's

smile

I turn
waters

not
are

no,

While I have For

the great
a

ebb

and
"

flow,
"

soul triple

! 0

fond love is

pretence
so

both, for both my


heart
is cut

immense,
for them."

I feel my

in twain

And The
Her He

as one groan*d, by beauty slain. lady'sheart beat quick,and he could see gentlebosom heave tumultuously. so

he

sprang
as a

from

his green

covert

there

she
;

lay.

Sweet With

musk-rose
on

upon
To !

new-made

hay
her
tries
:

all her limbs

tremble, and

eyes

Shut
*'

softly up

alive.

speak

he

that I forgive violate thy bower's sanctity ! Thus for I am full of grief 0 pardon me, Grief born of thee, young angel ! fairest thief stolen hast away the wings wherewith Who
Fair

damsel, pityme

"

was

to

Thou

art

Dear maid, sith top the heavens. executioner, and I feel my

Loving
Will
in

and
a

hatred, misery and


short hours be

weal,

nothing to me. And all my story that much passion slew me Do smile upon the evening of my days ; And, for my tortured brain begins to craze.
Be
How thou my
nurse

few

and

let

me

understand
"

dying
weep
on,

I shall kiss that


me

hand. lily I be

Dost Scowl

for

! Then

should

content.

ye fates ! until the firmament Outblackens Erebus, and the full-cavern'd earth Crumbles
into itself.
tears
"

By

Of Jove, those To
meet

have As

cloud-girth given me a thirst


would burst

the

oblivion."

her heart

102

ENDYMIOI^.

The
'*

maiden
must

sobb'd such

awhile, and
desolation

then

: replied

Why

betide
Are Do
not

As

that thou

speakestof?
? Does

these

green

nooks

Empty
Utter
a

of all misfortune gorgon voice ?

the brooks

yonder thrush.

little ones to brush Schooling its half-fledged the dewy forest, whisper tales ? About Speak not of grief, stranger, or cold snails young Will slime the rose to-night. Though if thou wilt, 'twould be a guilt a very guilt Methinks
" " "

Not

companion thee, and sigh away till break the dark The light the dusk Dear 'tispast: lady,"said Endymion, I love thee ! and my last. days can never That I may pass in patiencestill speak : Let me have music dying, and I seek No more delight I bid adieu to all.
to
" " "

of

day !

"

**

*'

"

Didst
And

thou
murmur

not

after other
about Indian

climates
streams

call.
?"
"

Then

she,

the midmost forest beneath Sitting For pity sang this roundelay

tree.

"

Sorrow dost of

! borrow

Why
The natural
To To hue

health, from
blushes
rose

vermeil

? lips

"

give maiden
the

white hand

bushes

Or

is it

thy dewy
"

the

? daisytips

Sorrow

Why
The lustrous

dost borrow
"

To

? passionfrom a falcon-eye To give the glow-worm light ? Or, on a moonless night, on tinge, syren shores, the salt sea-spry

ENDYMION.

103

**

Sorrow
dost

Why
The mellow

borrow
a

mourning tongue To give at eveningpale the nightingale, Unto


mayst listen the cold dews
0 Sorrow !

ditties from

"

That

thou
*'

among

Why
Heart's
A A

dost borrow the merriment


not

from lightness

of

May

lover would

tread

cowslipon
dance any

the head,
from
eve

Though

he should
Nor

till peep

of

day
"

Held Wherever
**

drooping flower sacred for thy bower,


sport himself
and

he

may

play.

To

Sorrow,
^

I bade And

good morrow.
behind
;

thought to leave her far away But cheerly, cheerly, She loves me dearly;
is
so

She

constant

to me,

and

so

kind

I would

deceive

her,
and kind.

And But
**

so so

leave her,
constant
so

ah ! she is

by the river side, palm-trees, I sat a weeping : in the whole world wide There to ask me one was no why I wept I kept And so Brimming the water-lily cups with tears
Beneath my
"

Cold
**

as

my

fears.
,

Beneath
a

I sat

by the palm-trees, weeping : what enamoured


my

river

side,

bride,

104

ENDYMION.

Cheated

by shadowy
But

wooer

from

the clouds,

hides

and

shrouds
a

Beneath

dark

by palm-trees
over

river side ?

"

And

as came

I sat,
a

the

blue light
:

hills the rills


"

There Into

noise
stream

of revellers
came

the wide 'Twas

of his

purplehue
crew

Bacchus

and

The
From

earnest

trumpet
Bacchus

spake"and
made and
a

silver thrills din


!
"

cymbals kissing
'Twas
to
a

merry

his kin

Like

moving vintagedown
with green

they came,
faces all
on

Crown'd All

leaves, and

flame

madly dancing through the pleasant valley, To scare thee, Melancholy !


wast
a

then, 0 then, thou


I

simple name
holly
in

And

forgotthee,

as

the

berried

when By shepherdsis forgotten, Tall chesnuts keep away the sun


I rush'd

June,
moon
:
"

and

into the

! folly

"

Within

his car,

aloft,young

Bacchus

stood.

his ivy-dart, in dancing mood. Trifling With sidelong laughing;

And His

little rills of crimson

wine and

imbrued

plump
For
near

white Venus'

arms,

shoulders, enough white


;
on

pearlybite
Silenus
as

And

him

rode

his ass, did pass

Pelted

with

flowers

he

on

quaffing. Tipsily
"

Whence
many,

came

So

and

so

Damsels ye, merry and such many, bowers

! whence

came

ye,

glee?
?

Why

have

ye left your

desolate,

Your

fate lutes,and gentler

ENDYMION.

105

We

follow Bacchus
A

! Bacchus

on

the

wing,

conquering!
Bacchus
!
:
"

Bacchus, young
We

Come

good or ill betide. dance before him thorough kingdoms wide hither, lady fair,and joined be wild minstrelsy! To our
'

*'

Whence
many,

came

ye,
so

Satyrs! jolly

whence

came

ye,

So

Why
'

and such glee ? many, have ye left your forest haunts, why left in oak-tree cleft ? Your nuts and
"

For

wine, for wine


wine
we

we

left

our

kernel

tree

For

left

our

heath, and
;

yellow brooms,
the earth
;

And
For Great wine
we

cold mushrooms follow Bacchus

through

Come

mirth cups and chirping hither, lady fair,and joined be

god
To

of breathless

our

mad

! minstrelsy

'

*'

Over

wide
save

streams

and

mountains

great we

went,

And,
Onward

when
the

Bacchus
the

kept

his

ivy tent,

tigerand
Asian

With

leopardpants, : elephants
with song and dance, sleek Arabians' prance,

Onward With

these
zebras

myriads
"

and striped, Web-footed crocodiles. alligators, Bearing upon their scalybacks, in files. Plump infant laughersmimicking the coil and stout galley-rowers' toil : Of seamen, With toyingoars and silken sails they glide, Nor
care

for wind

and

tide.

furs and lions' manes, panthers' about the plains From to van rear they scour ; A three days' done ; journey in a moment
''

Mounted

on

106

ENDYMION.

And About

always,at
the wilds On

the

risingof the they hunt with

sun,

spear

and

horn,

unicorn. spleenful

*'

saw

Osirian Before

Egypt

kneel

adown
crown

the vine-wreath

and sing parch'd Abyssinia rouse To the silver cymbals' ring! I saw the whelming vintagehotly pierce Old Tartary the fierce ! The kings of Ind their jewel-sceptres vail, from And their treasures scatter pearledhail ; Great Brahma from his mystic heaven groans, all his priesthood And moans, Before young Bacchus' eye-wink turning pale Into these regions I, following him, came I
saw

I took a whim Sick-hearted, weary so To stray away into these forests drear, Alone, without a peer :
"

And

I have

told thee

all thou

mayest hear.

*'

Young Stranger!
I 've been
a

ranger clime
;

In search

of

throughoutevery pleasure
! 'tis not

Alas

for

me

Bewitch'd
To

sure

must

be,

lose in

all grieving

my

maiden

prime.

"

Come

then. Sorrow,
Sorrow I
nurse

Sweetest

Like

an

own

babe

thee

on

my

breast

thought to
deceive of all the

leave thee,

And But
now

thee,
world I love thee best.

108

ENDYMION.

And
This

whisper
!
woe to

one
"

sweet
sweet

word

that I may
blossom ! Where
!

know
"
"

is this world

dewy

Woe
is he

! ?^

Woe
Even

that

Endymton
went

these
the

words wide

echoingdismally
"

Through
Like And As
one

forest

most

fearful tone,
moan

repentingin
it died away

his latest
a

while of
a

shade When

thunder-cloud.

pass'dby, arrows fly


sleek ring-doves
so

Through
Their Leant
to

the thick branches, poor timid necks and tremble ; each for other

forth

these both
sat
so

and trembling,
"

Waiting Beyond
Than
Towards

some

destruction

when

lo !

Foot-feather'd

sublime Mercury appear'd

tops ; and in less time shoots the slanted hail-storm, down he dropp'd
the

the tall tree

ground
from

; but

rested
:

not,

nor

stopp'd
sward

One He

moment

his home

only the

with

his wand than

Swifter The Of

touch *d,and heavenward light before even sightwas gone


"

teeming earth a sudden his swift magic. Diving


the
catch the cheated
can

witness
swans

bore

Above And How

white crystal circlings


eye in wild

appear and clear

surprise,
rise
"

they
with

dive in

sightand
blue

unseen

So from Each The


On

the turf outsprang two

steeds

jet-black.
back.

large dark
of Caria

youth
one,

wings upon his placedthe lovelydame


in

spleento tame The other's fierceness. Through the air they flew. High as the eagles. Like two drops of dew Exhaled to Phoebus' they are gone. lips, away
Far

and

felt himself

from

the earth

away

"

unseen,

alone,
free

Among cool clouds and winds, but that the The be buoyant life of song can floating
Above their heads, and follow them untired.

ENDYMION.

109

Muse This

of my
is the

native land !

am

giddy air,and I must Wide pinionsto keep here ; nor do I dread Or height,or depth,or width, or any chance beneath : I have glance Precipitous my Those toweringhorses and their mournful freight.
Could
I thus

? inspired spread

sail,and
of

see,

and

thus await thine aid ?

Fearless There
From

for power
a

without thought,

Those SnufF

sleepydusk, an odorous shade some approaching wonder, and behold winged steeds, with snortingnostrils
at to

is

bold

its faint extreme, embers from

and

seem

to

tire,

Dying

their native

fire !

There It seem'd

curl'd
as

purple mist
around

around

them

; soon,

moon pale new Sad Zephyr droopsthe clouds like weeping willow : 'Twas Sleep slow journejdng with head on pillow. For the first time, since he came nigh dead-born From of night, the old womb forlorn his cave

when

the

Had He

he left

more

forlorn ; for the first time,

felt aloof the into his

day

and

morning's prime

"

Because

depth Cimmerian There came dream, showing how a young man, a Ere a lean bat could plump its wintry skin. Would at high Jove's empyreal footstool win An immortality, and how espouse Jove's daughter, and be reckon'd of his house. Now he slumberingtowards heaven's gate, was That he might at the threshold one hour wait To hear the marriage melodies, and then Sink downward to his dusky cave again : His litter of smooth semilucent mist, Diversely tingedwith rose and amethyst, Puzzled those eyes that for the centre sought;

110

ENDYMION.

x\nd

for one could be caught moment scarcely His sluggishform reposing motionless. Those two on winged steeds, with all the stress Of vision Athwart
To Or His catch from

search'd

for him, of
a

as

one

would

look

the sallows
a

river nook

glanceat
forehead

silver-throated

eels,
"

old Skiddaw's
in

top, when
a

rugged
an a

mantle

With

Descry
These

eye-guess towards some favourite hamlet faint and

fog conceals pale, pleasantvale^


far

raven

horses,though they foster 'd


ears,

are

Of earth's Their

fire,dully drop splenetic


nostrils

full-vein 'd
the

blood

wide, and

stop ;

Upon

mist have they outspread spiritless Their ample feathers, are in slumber dead, those pinions, level in mid-air, And on Endymion sleepethand the lady fair. Slowly they sail,slowly as icy isle and meanwhile : Upon a calm sea drifting
"

The On To

mournful
heaven
s

wanderer

dreams.

Behold talks

! he

walks

pavement,

brotherlyhe

divine powers : from his hand full fain Juno's proud birds are pecking pearlygrain : He And
tries the
nerve

of Phoebus'

asketh
his
arm

where
he

the
braces
to
:

goldenbow, goldenapplesgrow :
Pallas' shield.
and

Upon
And
A A

strives

in vain

unsettle arch

wield

Jovian

thunderbolt

Hebe

dances goblet, And tantalises long ; at last he drinks, lost in pleasure, And at her feet he sinks. her star-light hand, Touching with dazzled lips blows He a bugle, an ethereal band
"

full-brimm'd

brings lightly, sings

Are

visible above

the Seasons

four,
"

ENDYMION.

Ill

Spring,flush Summer, golden store In Autumn's sickle,Winter frostyhoar. Join dance with shadowy Hours ; while stillthe blast, In swells unmitigated, stilldoth last Whose is this ? To sway their floating morris. 0 Dis ! Whose : they smile bugle? he inquires Why is this mortal here ? Dost thou not know Its mistress' lips 'Tis Dian's : lo ! Not thou ? ?
*' " ''
" "

Green-kirtled

She His

rises crescented very

"

He

looks, 'tis she,

goddess: good-byeearth, and sea, And air,and pains,and care, and suffering ; Good-bye to all but love ! Then doth he spring
Towards
Of

her, and
same

those

and, strange, o'erhead, fragrantexhalations bred,


awakes
"

Beheld Stood And 0


Too Of For

awake

his very

dream

smiling;
Phoebe

Hebe merry bends towards him On

gods laughsand nods


:

the

crescented.

state

! perplexing

the

well awake, he feels the


his delicious
too soaring

pinionbed, panting side


died

lady.

He

who

audacious

in the sun.
wax

began to Felt not more than Endymion. tongue-tied His heart leaptup as to its rightful throne, To that fair-shadow'd passionpulsed its way Ah, what perplexity ! Ah, well a-day !
same

Where

that

treacherous

run.

"

So He

fond,
could

so

beauteous

was

his bed-fellow,

help but kiss her : then he grew Awhile of all beauty save forgetful Young Phoebe's, golden-hair'd so ; and 'gancrave Forgiveness : yet he turn'd once to look more At the sweet sleeper, all his soul was shook, She press'd his hand in slumber ; so once more He could not help but kiss her and adore. At this the shadow wept, meltingaway.
not
" "

112

ENDYMION.

The

Latmian
my
no

Search I have To

started up : Brightgoddess, stay ! hidden breast ! By truth's own most tongue,


**

daedale heart

why

is it wrung

? desperation Upon the bourne

Is there

of

nought for me. bliss,but misery?


"

These Her With


"

words

awoke love-look

the stranger of dark

tresses

dawning

rapt Endymion

blesses underneath. breathe seem'st

Sleep yawn'd from Thou of Ganges, let us no more swan This murky phantasm ! thou contented Pillow'd in lovely idleness, nor dream'st
What horrors
may thou

'haviour soft.

discomfort die from weep


"

thee and
heart-

me.
"

Ah, shouldst
Yet Hath did she
no

my

! treachery

merely

her

gentlesoul
in love !

in it ; revenge In tenderness, would I

as were

it is whole

whole

Can
Even

prizethee,
when
"

fair maid, all


as

priceabove,
! ?

I feel What

true

as

innocence

I do, I do. Came Have Some


it ?
no

is this soul then


not
seem

Whence
and I

It does

my

own,

or identity. self-passion

fearful end Nemesis


about
we

must
see

be ;

where, where

is it ?

By

! I

my
"

Alone Shall Their

the dark
"

flit spirit Forgive me, roused the

sweet

!
;

He away ? wings chivalrous old

steeds

they beat

into the clear air.


his vapoury

Leaving
The

Sleep within

lair.

blush of eve was good-night waning slow. And Vesper, risen star, began to throe In the dusk heavens when silvery, they Thus sprang direct towards the Galaxy. Nor did speed hinder converse soft and strange Eternal oaths and vows they interchange,
"

ENDYMION.

113

In

such wise, in such


in the witless

temper,
a

so

aloof

Up
So

winds, beneath
of their

starry roof.

doom, that verily

nigh past man's search their hearts to see ; Whether or or grieved, they wept, or laugh'd, toy'd Most like with joy gone mad, with sorrow^ cloy'd.
'Tis well
"

Full The No
moon

facingtheir
put forth

swift
a

from flight,

ebon

strealv.

little diamond

peak,

biggerthan an unobserved star, scimetar ; Or tinypoint of fairy that she only stoop 'd to Bright signal silver sandals, ere deliciously Her
She bow'd into the heavens
rose,
as

tie

her

timid

head. have

Slowly she
While To This mark
to

though
the

she would Carian

fled.

his

lady meek
dark
"

turn'd,

eyes birth in its beauty her

if her

had

yet discern 'd


and

! Despair ! despair

He
In

saw

body fadinggaunt

the cold moonshine. from

spare he seized her Straight

wrist ;

It melted

And, horror
Her steed
a

his grasp ; her hand he kiss'd, he was ! kiss'd his own alone.
"

little higher soar'd,and wise


to the

then

Dropt hawk-

earth.

There

lies

den,

Beyond
Made Its
Dark Of One
own

the

seeming

confines

of the space
in and
trace

for the

soul to wander
remotest

existence, of

glooms.

Of
And At

regionsare around it, where the tombs the spirit buried griefs but scarce $ees, hour doth lingerweeping, for the pierce it feels more new-born woe inlysmart : in these regionsmany dart a venom'd flies ; they are the proper home random
1

114

ENDYMION.

Of every
Who But hath few

ill : the
not

man

is

yet

to

come

journey'd
ever

in this native calm and

hell.
well

have

felt how in that


not
ever

Sleep may
There

be had

anguish does
beat all is still within with

deep den of all. nor pleasurepall; sting,


at

Woe-hurricanes Yet Beset No The Who Just Then

the

gate,
hear bier
none

and

desolate.
ye

painful gusts, within


so

sound

loud

as

when

on

curtain'd
Enter

death-watch

tick is stifled.
;
on

strive therefore when the

the

sudden

it is

won.

sufferer

begins to burn.
; and

it is free to him

from takes

an a

urn.
"

Still fed

by melting ice, he

Young
In her Dark Of

Semele

maternal Paradise

draught 'd such richness never quaff longing. Happy gloom !

! where

pale becomes

the

bloom

health

by

due

where
; where
are

silence dreariest

Is most Where

articulate

those

eyes

the

hopes infest far brightest


a

Their
0

lids shut

longestin

dreamless

keep sleep.

that

O wondrous soul ! ! happy spirit-home Pregnant with such a den to save the whole In thine own depth. Hail, gentleCarian I since thy griefs and woes For, never began. Hast thou felt so content : a grievousfeud Hath

led thee his luird

to

this Cave
was

of Quietude.

Ay,
With

soul

there, although upborne


and
so

dangerousspeed :
he
was

he did he
was

not

mourn

Because
So Of

knew

not not

whither
the

happy
rouse

he,
at

aerial

going. blowing
the
east

trumpets

clear

parleyfrom
fine
;

Could

from
the

that

relish,that high feast.


with Alas
fierce alarm !
no

They stung
He

feather'd horse the sound.

flappedtowards

charm

116

ENDYMION.

Castor And A

has

tamed
Bear

the has
race

planetLion,
Pollux ! who

see

of the third

is in the

mastery : is the third,


?

Speeding away swift as the eagle bird The ramping Centaur !


The The Some Into Lion's
mane

's
arrow

on

end

the

Bear
to

how

fierce!

Centaur's enemy the blue


:

ready seems
his bow He

pierce
shent,

far forth
of heaven.

is bent '11 be

Pale When
he

unrelentor,
the
woman

shall hear
! sweet

Andromeda
So

wedding lutes a playing. ! why delaying


"

hither ! timidlyamong the stars : come Join this brightthrong, and nimbly follow whither They all are going. Danae's Son, before Jove newly bow'd. Has to Jove aloud. wept for thee, calling Thee, gentle lady,did he disenthral : Ye shall for
ever

live and
are

love, for all


"

Thy

tears

flowing.

behold By Daphne's fright,

Apollo !

"
"

More

Endymion
Prone
to

heard

not

down of
a

his steed

him

bore.

the green

head

misty hill.
went

His
"

first touch
"

of the earth
*'

Alas !

said he,

were

I but

nigh to always borne

kill.

Through dangerouswinds, had A path in hell, for ever would


Horrors
For Who my which
own

my I bless

but

worn footsteps

nourish

an

uneasiness

lives

conquering ; to him is dim. beyond earth's boundary, grief


a

sullen

Sorrow The

is but
; I

shadow

now

see
"

grass

feel the solid

ground

Ah,

me

ENDYMION.

117

thy voice divinest ! Where Left thee so quiet on this bed of Behold this happy earth we upon
It is
"

"

who
?
;

? who

dew
are

Let
On

us

aye

love

each

other
never,

let
never

us

fare go

and forest-fruits,

Among
Or be

the abodes

of mortals

here

below,

by phantoms duped. 0 destiny ! Into a labyrinth soul would now fly, my But with thy beauty will I deaden it. didst thou melt to ? Where By thee will
For I Us His To Or
on ever
:

I sit

let

our

fate

stop here
:

"

kid

this

spot will offer

Pan

will bid peace

live in peace, loved nothing, felt but


a

in love and

among

forest wildernesses.
a

clung nothing seen nothing,

I have

great dream ! Oh, I have been Presumptuous againstlove, againstthe sky. Against all elements, againstthe tie
Of

mortals

each

to

each, againstthe blooms

Of flowers, rush Of heroes


Has Will my

of

rivers, and

the

tombs

gone ! Against his proper soul conspired: so my own


utter, and
a

glory
story
bent

I to children
never

repent.
man,

There
His But Here

lived

mortal

who

appetitebeyond
starved
and died.

his natural

sphere.
Indian, here,
hast

My

sweetest

will I kneel, for thou life from


too

redeemed

My
Are

breathing: gone and past lone, farewell ! cloudy phantasms. Caverns


thin air of visions, and

And
Of

the
never

monstrous
more

swell

visionary seas

! No,

Shall Of

airy voices cheat me to tangled wonder, breathless


daintiest Dream
!

the shore

Adieu, my

aghast. although so vast


hour may
come

and

My

love is still for thee.

The

118

ENDYMION.

When On

we

shall

meet

earth

Doves All On

not I may will I offer up, and

in pure elysium. love thee, and therefore


sweetest store

through
me,

the
on

teeming

year

so

thou

wilt shine

and
our

this damsel

fair of

mine,
bliss I

simple lives. My Indian kiss ! bud ! one human My river-lily


bless
One Warm And

And

sigh of
as

real breath

"

one

gentlesqueeze.
summer

dove's
with

nest at

among
ooze

trees.
!

warm

dew

from what of
?

blood living
"

Whither We

didst melt ? Ah,


"

of that !

all
"

good

'11 talk about

no

more

dreaming.
Under

Now,

Where
Of
some

shall

our

dwellingbe
mossy up,

the brow

steep
hide
us

hill,where

ivy dun
were none

Would And
Will

although springleaves
as we

where

dark

yew-trees,

rustle

through,

drop their scarlet-berry cups of dew ! 0 thou wouldst joy to live in such a place ! Dusk for our loves, yet light enough to grace Those gentlelimbs on mossy bed reclined : For by one step the blue sky shouldst thou find. And by another, in deep dell below. See, through the trees, a little river go All in its mid-day gold and glimmering. Honey from out the gnarled hive I '11 bring. And with sweetness, gather thee, apples,wan
"

Cresses
And

that

grow

where

no

man

may 'd

them

see.

sorrel

untorn

by

the dew-claw

stag

Pipes
That
When To

will I fashion

of the

syrinx flag.
whither
our

thou

mayst always know

I roam,

it shall listen and


me

pleasethee
think

in

of love.

quiethome Still let me speak


"

Still let For

Thou

joy I seek, The rill, yet the past doth prison me. haply mayst delightin, will I fill

dive into the

ENDYMIOK.

119

With
And

fairyfishes
thou

from

the mountain
from the

tarn,
barn. squirrel's

shalt feed them will I


strew

Its bottom
And

with

amber

shells,
wells.

pebbles blue

from

deep

enchanted

Its sides I '11 plantwith


And

dew-sweet

eglantine,

honeysuckles full
this
name

of clear bee-wine.
trace

I will entice

rill to crystal upon for

Love's

silver
to

the meadow's
a
a

face.

I '11 kneel And To


to

Vesta,

flame

of fire ;

god Phoebus,

for

golden lyre ;

Empress Dian, for a hunting-spear ; To Vesper, for a taper silver-clear, That I may see thy beauty through the night ; shall light To Flora, and a nightingale Tame on thy finger ; to the River-gods, And they shall bring thee taper fishing-rods and lines of naiads' long bright tress Of gold,
Heaven shield thee for thine footstool shall the
I '11 bend,
utter

loveliness !

Thy
'Fore

mossy

altar be

bending, dear love, to thee : Those lipsshall be my Delphos, and shall speak colour to my Laws to my cheek. footsteps, to this same voice. Trembling or steadfastness And of three sweetest pleasuringsthe choice : those diamond And that affectionate light, things. those supreme Those pearl springs, eyes, those passions,
which Shall be my
or grief,

twinkle
our

me

to

pleasure.
?

Say, is
O

not

bliss within
not

seizure perfect

that I could

doubt

!"

The Thus
His
strove

moimtaineer crude
to clear

by

fancies vain and

brier'd

It gave

tranquillity path to some bright gladnessto his lady's eye.


tears

And

yet the

she wept

were

tears

of

sorrow

120

BNDYMION.

'

Answering thus, just as


Beam'd
"

the

upward
the
sweet
name

from

the

golden morrow of the valleys


had

east

that the

flutter of his heart of love had

ceased,
!

Or

Young
Wilt And I

feather'd tyrant !
devote this that

thou I do

by a body to
my

pass'daway swift decay


the

earth

think

at

very

birth

I
'
d

lisp'd thy blooming


at

titles inwardly ;
and

For With Art To When

first dawn the first,

thought of thee,
stars

hands uplift thou think


not

I bless'd the
ever

of heaven.

cruel ?

have

I striven
not

thee kind, but


a

ah, it will
that I kisses

do !

yet

child, I heard thee, and


so

kisses drew

Favour To But All

from

the void air,bidding them


when I
came

gave find out love

to

feel how

far above

All
Was Even

and fickle maidenhood, fancy,pride, all imagined good. earthlypleasure,

the

warm

tremble

of

devout
the

kiss,
"

then

that moment,

at

thought

of this,

Fainting I fell into a bed of flowers. And there three days. Ye languish'd Am I not cruellywrong'd ? Believe, I to weave Me, dear Endymion, were
With
Thou I may my
own

milder believe

powers,

fancies
be
one

garlandsof
of all.
:

sweet

life,

shouldst
not

Ah, bitter strife !


forbidden
"

be
am
"

thy

love

am

Indeed

chidden, thwarted, aff'righted,


at, and
whither
not

By thingsI
Twice Ask Nor
me no

trembled
ask'd

gorgon
I went
utter

wrath.
:

hast thou
more

henceforth

! I may

it,
commit

may

I be
at

thy
once

love.
to

We

might
; we

Ourselves
We

might

embrace
to my

Enlarge not

voluptuous thought! hunger, or I *m caught

vengeance and die :

might

die ;

ENDYMION.

121

In

trammels
no,

of perverse
shall not be

deliciousness.
:

No,
And

that
a

thee

will I bless,

bid

long adieu."
The Carian

No
Into Far To Nor

word the

return

'd

both

lovelorn, silent,wan,

valleysgreen togetherwent. content perforce wandering,they were


sit beneath
at
a

fair lone beechen

tree

each
on

other

Pored

its hazel

gazed, but heavily cirque of shedded leaves.


! it

Endymion
Me
to

unhappy
thus

nigh grieves
:

'

behold
ere

thee

in last extreme

Enskied Truth

this, but trulythat I deem


music in
a

the

best

first-born

song.

Thy
And

lute-voiced brother thou shalt aid


"

will I
thou

sing ere
not

long,
me

hast

aided

Yes, moonlight Emperor ! felicity


Has
Yet been often

thy
have
as

meed

I,

on

thousand for many years the brink of tears,


wert
a

Mourn'd

if

yet thou

forester

;
"

Forgetting the

old tale.

He His Of eyes

did not
one

stir

from

the

dead

leaves, or
The it wild

small

pulse

joy

he

might
the old

have

felt.

culls spirit

Unfaded

amaranth,

when

strays

Through
A

garden-ground of boyish days.


the very
stream

little onward which


on

ran

By
And A His

he the

took very

his first soft bark

poppy round

dream he leant

which 'gainst

crescent

he

had

carved, and
The

it spent
tree

skill in little stars. swoUn and

teeming

Had

green'dthe piouscharactery.

122

ENDYMION.

But

not

ta'en out,
he
a

Why,
not

there

was

not

slope

Up
And He Nor

which
not

had

fear'd the
whose

antelope;
rooty shade

tree, heneath

had

not
an

with his tamed


arrow

could in the

leopardsplay'd ; or javelin. light,


his had
never

Fly
And

air where

been

"

yet he knew

it not.

! treachery

Why
With

does his all his who


so

her lady smile, pleasing sorrowing? He sees her


on

eye
not.
sure

But Peona

stares

him !
"

? His she

sister
endure

of the
"

woods

Can

"

Impossible how dearlythey embrace ! is in her face ; His lady smiles ; delight It is no treachery.
*'

Dear
so

brother

mine

! thou

Endymion,
When all

weep

not

!
so

Why

shouldst

pine

great Latmos
not

exalt will be ?

Thank
And Sure Of

the great

speak

; gods,and look not bitterly one paleword, and sigh no more.

I will not

believe thou
to

hast

such

store

to last thee grief, Thou surelycanst not

my

kiss
a

again.
in

bear
one

mind
so

pain,

Come Be

hand

in hand both

with

beautiful.

happy

of you

! for I will

pull
calls
;

The Pan's And


Shalt To

flowers

of autumn

for your young

coronals.

for holy priest when be


ye
our

Endymion
is it not
a

he

is restored, thou, fairest dame,


queen.
"

Now,

shame

see

thus,
are

not
too

very, very
to

sad ?

Perhaps
O

ye

happy
a

be

feel

as

if it
as

were one

common never

glad : day ;
away

Free-voiced

who

was

124

ENDYMION.

Of the empyrean
Let More A it content

I have

drunk

my

fill.

thee, Sister, seeing me


than

happy
thou

betides

mortality.
cave.
come

hermit

young, alone

I '11 live in mossy shalt


to me,

Where

and

lave

in the wonders I shall tell. Thy spirit Through me the shepherd realm shall prosper For to thy tongue will I all health confide.

well

And With

for my

sake, let this young


as
a

maid

abide

thee

dear

sister.
to
me.

Thou
I
own

alone,

Peona, mayst
This Thou Will Wilt may

return

strangely: but when, dearest girl. it for my happiness,no pearl seest Companion fair ! trespass down those cheeks.
sound
be content sister's love bent
to

dwell

with

her,
Like

to

share

This And
In
**

with

me?"

by circumstances,

and

'd resign thereby blind


one

self-commitment,

thus, that meek


ears

unknown

Ay, but a buzzing by my Of jubileeto Dian truth :


"

has

flown.
!

I heard little
own

Well

then, I
soever,

see

there but

is

no

bird,

Tender

is Jove's

care.

Long
Behold
So

have

sought for
so own

rest, and
too

unaware,

I find it !
mv
a

exalted

! I knew

after
was

heart ! I knew,

placeuntenanted in it ; In that same void white Chastityshall sit. And monitor me nightlyto lone slumber. With sanest lipsI vow me to the number Of Dian's sisterhood ; and kind lady, With thy good help, this very night shall see My future days to her f^ne consecrate."
As His

There

feels
own

dreamer

what

doth

most

create

particular so fright,

these

three felt :

ENDYMION.

125

Or
To

like

one

Lucifer
a

who, in after ages, knelt he 'd pine Baal, when or


or

After Far

little sleep:

when

in mine

his friends under-ground,a sleepermeets him know Each Who not. dihgentlybends Towards common thoughts and things for very their ghastlymalady to cheer, Striving By thinking it a thing of yes and no. That Was housewives talk of. all
:
"

fear

But

the

spirit-blow
At the last ?

struck, and
said
we

were

dreamers.
not
our

Endymion Why stand


Adieu!"
Walk'd
His Near In
one

Are ?

fates all cast

here

Whereat

Adieu, ye tender pair ! those maidens, with wild stare,


Pained and

dizzily away.
went
a

hot

eyes
to

after

them, until they got


whose

cypress

grove,

deadly maw,
then
"

swift moment, for


ever.
"

would

what

he

saw

Engulf
Sweet It is
a

Stay !
one see
:

"

he cried, word
thee I 'd

ah, stay
to

Turn, damsels

! hist !

I have
once

say

Indian, I would

again.

thing I
ye

dote

on

so

fain,

Peona,
Into

should

hand

in hand

repair,

holy groves that silent are Behind great Dian's temple. 1 11 be yon. earliest twinkle At vesper's they are gone At this he prest But once again once, once, His hands againsthis face, and then did rest
those
"

"

"

"

His And All His With

head
so

upon

mossy
as

hillock
a

green
had been

remain

'd

he
save see

corpse
when how he

the eyes

long day ;
abroad,
slow
to
move

scantlylifted
shifted weary

shadows
"

the the

of time,

Until
Had

poplartops, in
the river
s

sluggishand journey dreary,


Then

reach'd

brim.

up

he

rose.

And, slowly as that very river flows,

126

ENDYMION.

Walk'd
*'

towards
such and the down
a

Why

temple-grovewith this lament golden eve ? The breeze is sent


the
not
a

Careful
Before Bows Now But To On

soft, that
serene

leaf may
all below

fall

father
summer

of them head

his

the

west.

am

I of the

breath, speech, and


must

speed possest,

at

I setting

bid

adieu

her

for the last time.

the

damp
them

grass

Night will strew leaves, myriads of lingering


nor

And
To

with

shall I die ;
summer

much

it

grieves

die, when
I have

dies
a

on

the

cold sward.

Why,
Of

a lord butterfly, love-knots, silly flowers, garlands, posies,

been

Groves,

meadows,

melodies, and death, and


it
: so

arbour-roses

My kingdom
That We I should

's at its

just it

is

die with

in all this

bale, sorrow, heart-break, woe, grief, What is there to plainof? By Titan's foe So saying,he served." but rightly I am in sort of deathful glee; on, Tripp'd lightly and setting Laughing at the clear stream sun, had he done As though they jestshad been : nor His laugh at nature's holy countenance, if perchance, Until that grove appeared, as
And
Gave
*'

miscal

then

his tongue
as

with
enter

sober 'd
:
**

seemlihed
Ha !" he

utterance

he

said,

King of the butterflies ; but by this gloom, And by old Rhadamanthus' tongue of doom, This dusk religion, of solitude, pomp And the Promethean clay by thief endued, By old Saturnus' forelock, by his head Shook with eternal palsy,I did wed from Myself to things of light infancy;
And Is

thus
sure

to

be cast
to

out, thus
a

lorn

to
man

die,

enough

make

mortal

ENDYMION.
_,

127

impious." So he inwardly began On things for which no wording can be found Deeper and deeper sinking,until drown 'd Beyond the reach of music : for the choir
Of

Grow

Cynthia he heard not, though rough brier Nor muffling thicket interposed to dull The vesper hymn, far swollen, soft and' full, of those sylvan aisles. Through the dark pillars
He
Wan
saw as

not

the

two

maidens,

nor

their

smiles,

primroses gather'dat midnight 'd spring. Unhappy wight ! By chilly-finger here ! are we Endymion !" said Peona,
" **

What Then

wouldst

thou

ere

we

all

are

laid

on

bier ?

"

he embraced
"

her, and will,on

his

hand lady's
have

Press'd, saying :
If it At And To
were

Sister, I would
our

command.

heaven's that
a

sad fate." stood


as

which

dark-eyedstranger
new amaze

elate

said, in
thou
own as

voice, but
:

sweet

love.

Endymion's
so

And
Of my

shalt ! and breast thou

"By Cupid'sdove. truth by the lily shalt, beloved youth


her
a

"

And

she

spake, into

face there silver flame

came
:

Light, as
Her

reflected from

Full

long black hair golden ; in her


blue, and

swell'd

Dawn'd

eyes a full of love.

ampler,in display day brighter


Aye,
*'

he

beheld

Phoebe, his passion! joyous she upheld


Her Has

lucid bow,
our

Drear, continuingthus : delaying been ; but foolish fear


me

drear

Withheld And
Thou Be

first ; and

then

decrees

of fate ;
state

then

'twas fit that from

this mortal
some

shouldst, my
forests, and

love, by
we

unlook'd-for

change

Peona, spiritualised.
to ;

shall range

These
As
was

thee

they

safe shall be flee

thy cradle

hither

shalt thou

I
128
ENDYMION.

To Peona Her Before She Before

meet

us

many and kiss'd

time.**
'd too,
a

Next with and fair

Cynthia good

bright night
:

kiss'd,
brother his

bless her in hands

knelt
swoon.

adown

goddess,
her fair swiftest 'd

blissful
to

gave

him,
he Peona

and had

behold. told,

three vanish

kisses
away !
"

They
Home

far the

went

through

gloomy

wood

in

wonderment.

LAMIA.

PART

I.

Upon

time,

before and Oberon^s

the

faery
from

broods
the

Drove Before

Nymph
King
and
away

Satyr

prosperous

woods.

bright

diadem,
with the and

Sceptre,

mantle,
the

clasp'd
Dryads
and
and

dewy
Fauns

gem.

Frighted
From

rushes
ever-smitten

green,

brakes, empty
warm

cowslipp'd

lawns.

The
His

Hermes bent had

left
on amorous

golden high
this
his
a

throne,

theft

From
On

Olympus
of Jove's

he

stolen
to

light.
the

side

clouds,
and shores

escape
retreat

sight

Of Into
For A At

great
forest

summoner,
on

made of Crete. island

the in

somewhere

that

sacred hoofed

dwelt
knelt
;

nymph,
whose

to

whom feet
on

all
the

Satyrs

white

languid
wither'd
she
to

Tritons and

pour'd
adored.
was

Pearls,
Fast

while the
those
strewn

land

they
where where

by
in

springs
meads rich

bathe

wont.

And
Were

sometimes
to

she any
to

might
Muse,
choose
!

haunt,

gifts, unknown
casket of love
were

Though
Ah,
So what Hermes

Fancy's
a

unlock'd
at

world

was

her

feet heat

thought,
from

and

celestial
to

Burn'd That

his
a

winged

heels
as

either

ear,

from

whiteness,

the

lily clear.

130

LAMIA.

Blush'd Fallen
From

into
in vale

roses

'mid his
about

golden hair,
his shoulders
to

curls jealous
to

bare.

vale, fiom

wood

wood, he flew,

Breathing
And To

upon with

the flowers
many
a

his

passionnew,
to

wound

river

its

head,

nymph prepared her secret bed In vain ; the sweet nymph might nowhere be found. And he rested, on the lonely ground, so Pensive, and full of painful jealousies
find where
this sweet Of

the Wood-Gods,
as as

and

even
a

the

verv

trees.

There
Such All
**

he stood, he heard
once

mournful

voice,

"

heard, in gentleheart, destroys


thus

pain but pity :


from
move

the lone
tomb

voice

spake :
!

When

this wreathed
in

shall I awake

When And
Of

love, and
hearts

body and pleasure,


a

sweet

fit for

life.
strife
"

the

ruddy

! ! Ah, miserable me lips The God, dove-footed, glidedsilently in his speed. Round bush and tree, soft-brushing, taller grasses and full-flowering The weed, Until he found a palpitating snake, in a dusky brake. Bright,and cirque-couchant

and

gordianshape of dazzlinghue, Vermilion-spotted, golden,green, and blue ; Stripedlike a zebra, freckled like a pard, barr'd ; and all crimson Eyed like a peacock,
was a

She

And

full of silver
or

moons,

that, as

she breathed,

Dissolved,
Their So She

lustres

brightershone, or interwreathed with the gloomier tapestries


"

rainbow- sided, touch'd


seem'd
at once,
some or
a

with

miseries.
demon's
fire tiar
:

penanced lady elf,


the

Some

demon's
her
crest

mistress,
she
wore

self.

Upon

wannish

Sprinkledwith

stars, like Ariadne's

132

LAMIA.

**

Too

frail of heart
as

! for this lost

nymph

of thine,

Free

the

she strays air, invisibly,

About
She

these
tastes

thornless

wilds

her

days pleasant
feet

unseen

; unseen

her nimble

Leave
From She

traces

weary

grass and flowers sweet : tendrils,and bow'd branches green,


in the
:

she bathes unseen plucksthe fruit unseen, And by my power is her beauty veil'd To keep it unaffronted, unassail'd of unlovelyeyes. By the love-glances Of Satyrs, Fauns, and blear'd Silenus' sighs. for woe Pale grew her immortality, Of all these lovers, and she grievedso I took compassionon her, bade her steep Her hair in weird syrops, that would keep
Her To loveliness wander shalt
as

invisible, yet free she loves, in liberty. her, Hermes,


swearest, charmed
the

Thou

behold

thou

alone,
boon !
"

If thou

wilt, as thou
once

grant my
God

Then,
An

again,the oath, and through


she
a
a

began
ran

Warm,
Kavish'd Blush'd
**

it ears serpent's tremulous, devout, psalterian.

lifted her

Circean

head,

live damask,
woman,

and
me

said, swift-lisping
once more

was

let

have

shape,and charming as before. 0 the bliss ! I love a youth of Corinth woman's Give me where form, and placeme my Stoop,Hermes, let me breathe upon thy brow. And thou shalt see now." thy sweet nymph even
"

woman's

he is.

The She Of It

God

on

half-shut
upon

feathers

sank

serene.
was

breathed
both
was no

his eyes, and

swift

seen

the

guarded nymph near-smiling on


;
or

the green.

dream the

say of

dream

it was.

Real

are

dreams

Gods, and smoothly pass

LAMIA.
___^

133

long immortal dream. One flush'd moment, it might seem warm, hovering, Dash'd he burn'd ; by the wood-nymph's beauty, so the printless Then, lighting on verdure, turn'd To the swoon'd serpent, and with languid arm. Delicate, put to proof the lithe Caducean charm. So done, upon the nymph his eyes he bent Full of adoring tears and blandishment,
a

Their

in pleasures

And Faded
Her That But

towards before
fearful

her

stept : she, like


nor

moon

in

wane,

him, cower'd,

could
a

restrain

like sobs, self-folding

flower
:

faints into itself at the

evening

hour

God

her fostering

chilled hand,

She

felt the
like
new

warmth,
flowers

her
at

eyelids open'd bland,

And,

morning song of bees, Bloom'd, and gave up her honey to the lees. Into the green-recessed woods they flew ; Nor mortal lovers do. as grew they pale,
Left To
Her
to

herself, the serpent


her elfin blood
the

now

began
ran

change ;
mouth

in madness

foam'd, and
so

grass, therewith
virulent
;

besprent.

Wither

'd at dew

sweet

and

Her

eyes

in torture

and fix'd,

anguish drear.
lid-lashes all
sear,

and Hot, glazed,

wide, with

without one tear. cooling phosphorand sharpsparks, The colours all inflamed throughout her train. She writhed about, convulsed with scarlet pain : A deep volcanian yellowtook the place Of all her milder-mooned body'sgrace ;

Flash'd

And,

as

the

lava

ravishes

the

mead.

Spoiltall her Made gloom

silver

mail, and
and

of all her

golden brede : streaks and bars, frecklings,


stars
:

Eclipsedher

crescents,

So that, in moments

lick'd up her undrest few, she was

134

LAMIA.

Of all her And

sapphires, greens,
pain and
her
crown

and

amethyst,
bereft,
left.

rubious-argent:
but

of all these

Nothing
Melted

uglinesswere
;

Still shone and

that

vanish'd, also she

as suddenly ; disappear'd voice luting soft, in the air, her new And borne Cried, Lycius ! gentleLycius ! With the brightmists about the mountains
"
"
"

aloft
hoar
no more.

These

words

dissolved

Crete's forests heard

lady bright, ? and exquisite A full-born beauty new She fled into that valleythey pass o'er
Whither fled Lamia,
now a

Who And The And

go to Corinth from Cenchreas' rested at the foot of those wild

shore

hills,
back

rugged founts
of that other

of the

Persean

rills.

ridgewhose
and Cleone.

barren

Stretches, with all its mist


South-westward
About
a on

cloudyrack.
she
a

to

There

stood

young
a

bird's flutter from

wood.

Fair,

slopinggreen

By
To

clear

see

pool,wherein herself escaped from


flaunted

of mossy tread. she passioned


so

sore

ills,

While

her robes

with

the dafibdils.

Ah, happy Lycius !


"

for she

was

maid

More
Or

beautiful

than

ever

twisted

braid.

lea blush'd, or on spring-flower'd or sigh'd, : Spread a green kirtle to the minstrelsy A virginpurest lipp'd, yet in the lore Of love deep learned to the red heart's core :
Not
one

hour

old, yet of sciential brain

To

unperplex bliss from its neighbourpain ; Define their pettishlimits, and estrange Their pointsof contact, and swift counterchange ;

LAMIA.

135

with the speciouschaos, and dispart Intrigue Its most ambiguous atoms with sure art ; x\s though in Cupid's college she had spent Sweet days a lovelygraduate,still unshent, And kept his rosy terms in idle languishment.

Why
By
But

this fair creature

chose

so

fairily
see

the

we wayside to linger,

shall

;
muse

first 'tis fit to tell how

she could

And

dream, when
where

in the
or

serpent prison-house,
.

Of all she

list, strange
she
to faint

How,
Down
Wind

ever,

magnificent will'd,her spirit went

Whether

Elysium, or where the Nereids fair waves through tress-lifting into Thetis' bower a by many pearly stair ;
God out, Bacchus
at ease,

Or

where

drains beneath

his cups
a

divine,

Stretch'd Or where

in Pluto's

glutinouspine ; gardens palatine


in far

Mulciber's And Her And She

columns

gleam

line. piazzian send

sometimes

into cities she

would

to blend ; rioting while among mortals dreaming thus, once, the young Corinthian saw Lycius

dream, with feast and

foremost Charioting Like And Now He


To
a

in the envious

race,

young Jove with calm uneager fell into a swooning love of him.
on

face,

the

moth-time

of that
as

evening dim
well she

would Corinth
eastern

return

from

that way, the shore

knew.

; for

blew freshly

The

soft wind, and

his

now galley

Grated
In

the quay-stones with

her

brazen isle been

prow awhile

port Cenchreas, from


anchor 'd ; whither
to

Egina
he

Fresh To

had

sacrifice with

Jove, whose
marble

temple there
for blood and incense
rare.

Waits

high

doors

136

LAMIA.

Jove
For From

heard

his vows,

and

better'd

his desire
retire
to

by

some

freakful chance

he made
set

his

companions,and

forth

walk,

Perhaps grown wearied of their Corinth talk : hills he fared. Over the solitary but ere eve's star appeared Thoughtless,at first, His phantasy was lost,where reason fades, In the calm*d twilight of Platonic shades. Lamia beheld him coming, near, more near in indifference drear. Close to her passing,
"

His So

silent sandals

to unseen neighbour'd She stood : he pass'd, shut up in mysteries, His mind wrapp'd like his mantle, while her eyes Follow'd his steps, and her neck regal white Turn'd thus, Ah, Lycius bright! syllabling
'*
"

swept the mossy him, and yet so

green

And

will you leave me Lycius look back ! and


He

on

the hills alone ?


some

be

pity shown."

did

; not

with

cold wonder
an

But For

Orpheus-likeat
so

fearingly. Eurydice ;
words
a

delicious
he had

were

the

she sung,
whole
summer

It seem'd And
soon
no

loved had

them

long :

his eyes

drunk

her

beauty up,

Leaving
And Lest
Due

drop
cup

in the
was

bewildering cup,
"

still the

full, while he, afraid


ere

she should

vanish

his
to

liphad paid
;
saw

adoration, thus
soft look

Her
*'

began growing coy,


can ever

adore

she

his chain

so

sure see

Leave

thee alone ! Look


my eyes
not

back
turn

Ah, Goddess,
thee !

Whether
For Even

from
"

pity do
as

this sad heart


so

belie

thou

vanishest

I shall die.

Stay ! though a Naiad of the rivers,stay ! To thy far wishes will thy streams obey : Stay ! though the greenest woods be thy domain,

LAMIA.

'

-"

13 Oi

Alone

they
a

can

drink

up

the

morning
not

rain ;

Though
Of thine

descended
harmonious

Pleiad, will
sisters

one

keep

in tune

and as thy silver proxy shine ? Thy spheres, So sweetly to these ravish'd ears of mine that if thou shouldst fade, Came thy sweet greeting, will waste to a shade : me Thy memory
"

For

pitydo
Lamia,

not
*'

melt

"
"

*'

If I should

stay,"

Said And What


To Thou Over

here, upon steps upon

pain my
canst

thou
nice
not

say

or

clay, these flowers too rough, do of charm enough


of my

this floor of

dull the
canst

remembrance

home
to

?
roam

ask

me

with

thee here
no

these hills and of


art

vales, where
!

joy is,
"

Empty
Thou That In

immortalityand bliss a scholar, Lycius, and


cannot spirits

must

know

finer

breathe live
:

below ! poor
to

human
taste
essence

climes, and
of purer What ?

Alas thou

youth,

What

air hast
serener

soothe

My
Where

And

palaces, I may all my many senses please. thirsts a hundred by mysterious sleights
be
"

appease

It cannot

Adieu
arms

"

So

said, she

rose

spread. He, sick to lose The amorous promise of her lone complain, Swoon'd murmuring of love, and pale with pain The cruel lady,without any show
Of
sorrow

Tiptoe with

white

for her tender

favourite's

woe,

But
With

rather, if her eyes could

brighter eyes and slow Put her new lipsto his, and gave afresh life she had so tangledin her mesh The : And he from one trance as was wakening Into another, she began to sing, Happy in beauty,life,and love, and everything,

brighterbe, amenity.

138

LAMIA.

earthly lyres, fires. While, like held breath, the stars drew in their panting And then she whisper'd in such tremblingtone, alone As those who, safe togethermet For the first time through many anguish'ddays, other speech than looks ; biddinghim raise Use His droopinghead, and clear his soul of doubt,
A

song

of love, too sweet

for

For

that she
more

was

woman,

and

without

Any
Than

subtle fluid in her

veins

throbbingblood, and that her frail-strung Inhabited heart


And Her She
next

the self-same
as

pains

his.

she
so

face dwelt

his eyes could miss long in Corinth, where, she said. wonder'd how half retired, and
the

but
as

there

had

led

Days happy
Without
Till she
saw

gold coin
;
as once

could

invent

the aid of love

yet in
she

content

him by, pass'd he leant thoughtfully Where a column 'gainst At Venus' temple porch,'mid baskets heap'd herbs Of amorous and flowers, newly reap'd Late on that eve, as 'twas the night before

him,

The
But

Adonian

feast

whereof

she

saw

no

more.

wept alone those days, for why should


from death awoke
into amaze,

she adore ?

Lycius
To
see

singingso sweet lays; into delighthe fell Then from amaze lore so well ; To hear her whisper woman's And she spake enticed him on every word To unperplex'd and pleasure known. delight Let the mad poets say whate'er they please
Of

her still, and

the sweets is
not

of Fairies, Peris, Goddesses, such


cavern,
a

There

treat

Haunters
As
a

of

them all, among lake, and waterfall,

real woman,

lineal indeed old Adam's

From

Pyrrha'spebblesor

seed.

140

LAMIA.

Into

his

mantle,

adding wings
trembled
so

to
:

haste,
"

While
"

hurried do does

Lamia

Ah,"

said

he,

Why
I 'm

you
your

shudder, love,
tender

ruefully?
in

Why
"

palm

dissolve
"

dew
me

"
"

wearied,"
old
man
:

said fair Lamia


? I cannot

tell
to

who

Is that His

bring
?
"

mind
you

features from

"

Lycius
his

! wherefore

did

blind

Yourself
*'

quick

eyes

Lycius replied,

'Tis

And The

Apollonius sage, my trusty guide good instructor ; but to-nighthe seems dreams." ghost of follyhaunting my sweet
yet he spake they had
arrived before

While
A

porch, with loftyportal door. pillar'd Where phosphor glow hung a silver lamp whose
in the
a

Eeflected Mild And


So Kan Could
as so

slabbed
water
was

steps below.
;

star

in

for

so

new

unsullied
the

the

marble

hue.

through
the

liquid fine, crystalpolish,


veins, that
touch'd the
none

dark

but

feet divine
^^olian span

e'er have from

there.
as
a

Sounds the

Breathed
Of the

hinges,
disclosed
but

ample
alone.

wide
time

doors
to

place unknown
two

Some
And Were
a

any,

those

few
seen

Persian
about inhabit

mutes, the
;

who
:

that
none

same

year

markets the
most to

knew

where

They
Were And For

could

curious
trace

foil'd,who
but

watch'd

them
must

to

their house

the

verse flitter-winged

tell. befel,
them

truth's

sake

what many

woe
a

afterwards
heart
to

'Twould Shut

humour the

leave

thus,

from

busy

world

of

more

incredulous.

LAMIA.

141

PART

II.

Love Is
"

in

hut, with

water
"

and

crust,
;

Love, forgiveus !
in
a

cinders, ashes, dust


at
a

Love More
That Hard Had He Or To

palaceis perhaps than grievoustorment


a

last

hermit's

fast

"

is

doubtful

tale from
to

faeryland.

for the

non-elect

understand.

Lycius lived to hand might have given the clench'd it quite: but
breed

story down. moral a fresh frown,


his
too

short

was

their bliss the soft voice hiss.

distrust and

hate, that make


terrific

with Besides, there, nightly,

Love, jealousgrown
Hover
Above And

'd and

buzz'd

glare. of so complete a pair, his wings, with fearful roar,


door.
upon side the floor.
cast
a

the lintel of their chamber down


the

passage

glow
side
even

For

all this
were a

came

ruin

by

They Upon
Whose

enthroned, in the
near

tide.

couch,

to

airytexture,
into the
the
two
use

from

curtaining a golden string.


clear.

Floated
Unveil'd Betwixt

room,

summer

let appear heaven, blue and and shafts


:
"

marble had

there
with

Where

made

it sweet, love each

they reposed. closed, eyelids

Saving a tithe which That they might see


When from
the

still open

other of
a

kept, while they almost slept;


hill,

slopeside

suburb

142

LAMIA.

Deafening the
Of

swallow's

twitter,came
"

thrill

trumpets
left
a

But
For

the sounds Lycius started thought, a buzzing in his head.


"

fled,

the first time, since

first he harbour

'd in

purple-lined palaceof sweet sin, His spirit pass'dbeyond its golden bourn almost forsworn. Into the noisy world The lady, watchful, penetrant. ever Saw this with pain,so arguing a want than her empery Of something more, more and sigh Of joys ; and she began to moan Because he mused beyond her, knowing well That but a moment's thought is passion's passingbell. ?" whisper'd he : Why do you sigh,fair creature 'd she tenderly: return Why, do you think?"
That
** ** "

You

have
in your
no,

deserted heart have


breast

me

; where
care

am

now

? brow
:

Not

while
dismiss

weighs on
me
:

your

No,
From He

you

'd

and

I go be so."

your

houseless

ay, it must eyes.

answer'd, bending to her open


he
was

Where

mirror

'd small

in

paradise,
"

My Why
**

planet,both of eve w^ill you plead yourself so


I
am

silver

and

morn

sad forlorn.

While With How Your Like

heart how to fillmy striving ? deeper crimson, and a double smart trammel to entangle, up and snare soul in mine, and labyrinth you there,

the hid

scent
"

in

an

unbudded

rose

Ay, a sweet kiss ^you see your mighty woes. My thoughts! shall I unveil them ? Listen mortal hath a prize, What that other men

then !

May
But And Amid

be

confounded

and

abash'd

withal,

lets it sometimes

pace

abroad

triumph, as
the hoarse

in thee alarm

I should

majestical, rejoice
voice.

of Corinth's

LAMIA.

143

Let

my

foes choke, and

my

friends shout

afar,

While Wheels

through

Trembled
Arose

throngedstreets your bridal car cheek round its dazzling spokes." The lady's meek, ; she nothing said, but, pale and
the
"

and

knelt
at

before

him, wept
; at

rain

Of

sorrows

his words

last with

pain
wrung,

Beseeching him, the while his hand she He thereat was To change his purpose. Perverse, with stronger fancy to reclaim
Her wild and
timid
nature to

stung

his aim

Besides, for all his love, in self despite, Against his better self,he took delight
Luxurious
His in her
sorrows,

soft and took


on
a

new.

cruel grown, passion, Fierce and sanguineous as


In Fine
one
was

hue

'twas dark

whose the

brow

had

no

possible veins to swell,

fury,like mitigated
when in act
to strike

Apollo'spresence
The Was

serpent
"

none.

Ha, the serpent ! certes, she She burnt, she loved the tyranny,
to

And, all subdued, consented


When
to

the

hour

the

bridal in

he

should

lead his paramour.


the

Whispering
"

midnight silence,said
name

youth,
truth,

Sure

some

sweet

thou

hast, though,by my

I have Not As Fit Or

not

ask'd

it, ever

mortal, but of
still I do.
Hast for appellation

thinkingthee heavenly progeny,


any this mortal
name,

frame dazzling
on

friends share
I have

or

kinsfolk

the citied earth.


and

To
"

our no

marriage feast
Corinth
in

nuptialmirth
"

*'

friends," said Lamia,

no,

not

one :

My presence in wide bones are My parents'

hardlyknown their dusty urns


incense
are

where kindled no Sepulchred, Seeing all their luckless race

burns,
save

dead,

me.

i
144
lAMIA.

And
Even But With

neglectthe holy rite


as

for thee.

you
now

if, as
any

list invite your many guests ; it seems, your vision rests


me,

pleasureon
"

do

not

bid

Apollonius from him keep me hid." at v^ords so blind and blank. Lycius,perplex'd Made close inquiry whose touch she shrank, ; from Feigning a sleep; and he to the dull shade in a moment Of deep sleep was betray'd.
Old It The
was

the custom

bride

Veil'd, in

By
With

strewn

bringaway from home at blushingshut of day, a chariot,heralded along flowers,torches, and a marriage song,
to

then

other
not
a

pageants :
friend.
So

but

this fair unknown

Had

being left alone


all his

was (Lycius gone to summon And knowing surelyshe

kin).
win

could

never

His

foolish heart from


set

She
The She

pompousness. how to dress herself,high-thoughted, fit magnificence.


'tis doubtful
were

its mad

misery in
did
so,

but who

how

and

whence

Came,
About There

and

her subtle servitors.


to

the halls,and
was a

and

from

the doors,

wings,till in short space The glowingbanquet-room shone with wide-arched grace. A haunting music, sole perhaps and lone made of the faery-roof, moan Supportress Throughout, as fearful the whole charm might fade. Fresh carved cedar, mimicking a glade
Of
from either side. met palm and plantain, High in the midst, in honour of the bride : Two and so on, palms and then two plantains, From either side their stems the aisled

noise of

branch'd and beneath

one

to

one

All down

place;

all

LAMIA.

145

There
So

ran

stream

of lampsstraight from wall on

to wall.

canopied, layan untasted feast drest, Teeming with odom^s. Lamia, regal paced about, and as she went, Silently In palecontented sort of discontent.
Mission 'd her viewless The fretted
servants

to enrich

of splendour

each nook

and niche.

Between Came
:Forth

the tree-stems

marbled

at first, plain

there burst jasperpanels ; then, anon, trees. creeping imagery of slighter

And

with the

wove larger

in small intricacies.
at

self-will, And hush'd and still, shut the chamber up, close, Completeand ready for the revels rude.
When dreadful guests would
come

she Approvingall,

faded

to

her spoil

solitude.

and all the gossip rout. day appear 'd, 0 senseless Lycius! Madman ! wherefore flout 'd hours, The silent-blessing cloister fate, warm The
And The

eyes these secret bowers ? herd approach'd ; each guest, with busy brain, show
to common

at Arriving

the

And

enter'd

Eemember'd
Without
a

portal, gazedamain, the street, : for they knew marvelling it from childhood all complete
;
:

That So in Save
And

gap, yet ne'er before had seen fair demesne that high-built royal porch,

mazed, they hurried all,


one,

curious and

keen

look'd thereon with eye with calm-planted steps walk'd in who

severe. austere ;

'd. ApoUonius: somethingtoo he laugh As though some knotty problem,that had daft had now His patient thought, begun to thaw. 'twas justas he foresaw. And solve and melt :
'Twas
"

He

met

within the

murmurous

vestibule

U6

LAMIA.

His

young

disciple.
"

**

'Tis

no

common

rule,

Lycius," said he,


To

for uninvited you,

guest
infest

force himself
an

upon

and the

With
Of

unbidden

presence
;

brightthrong
this wrong,

younger
you

friends

yet

must

I do

me." forgive Lycius blush'd and led old man The through the inner doors broad-spread ; With words and courteous mien reconciling s spleen. Turning into sweet milk the sophist And

wealthy lustre was the banquet-room, Fill'd with pervading brilliance and perfume Before each lucid panel fuming stood A censer fed with myrrh and spicedwood, Each held aloft, by a sacred tripod
Whose slender

Of

feet

wiSe-swerved

upon

the soft

Wool-woofed
From

wreaths carpets : fifty

of smoke

their light censers fifty voyage took To the high roof, still mimick'd as they rose the mirror'd walls by twin-clouds odorous. x\long Twelve sphered tables by silk seats insphered.

High
On Of Of

as

the

level of

man's

breast

rear'd

libbard's paws, upheld the heavy gold and the store thrice told cups and goblets, Ceres' from loaded

horn, and, in huge vessels, wine


the

Came
Thus Each

gloomy
a

with

shine. merry feast the tables stood,


tun

with

in shrining

the midst

the

image

of

God.

When Had

in

an

antechamber cold full sponge

every
to

guest
and

felt the

pleasure press 'd,


feet,

slaves, upon his hands By ministering And meet fragrantoils with ceremony Pour'd his hair, they all moved to on
lu white

the feast

robes, and

themselves

in order

placed

148

LAMIA,

At

the

mere
was an

touch awful

of cold
rainbow

? philosophy
once

There We

in heaven
;

given In the dull catalogueof common things. Philosophywill clipan Angel'swings, Conquer all mysteriesby rule and line, Em.pty the haunted air, and gnomed mine
texture
"

know

her woof, her

she is

Unweave The

rainbow,

as

it erewhile

made
a

Lamia tender-person'd

melt

into

shade.

By
Scarce

her
saw

in glad Lycius sitting,


in all the
room

chief

place,

another
a

face.

Till, checkinghis love trance,


Full

brimm'd, and
broad

cup he took oppositesent forth a look


a

'Cross the
From And

table, to beseech
wrinkled bald-head The

glance

his old teacher's

countenance,

pledge him.

philosopher

Had
Full

fix'd his eye, without stir. a twinkle a or the alarmed on beauty of the bride.

her sweet pride. Brow-beatingher fair form, and troubling her hand, with devout touch, Lycius then press'd
As

pale it lay upon 'Twas icy, and the


sudden
Of
**

the

rosy
ran

couch

cold

Then
an

it grew heat unnatural what


thou
means

through his veins hot, and all the pains


shot
to

his heart. dost thou answer'd


start not.

Lamia,

this ? Wherefore
man

Know'st He

that

"

Poor

Lamia

gazed into her eyes, and not a jot Own'd they the lovelorn piteousappeal: reel : he gazed : his human More, more senses Some that loveliness absorbs ; hungry spell There was in those orbs. no recognition Lamia he cried ! and no soft-toned reply. The many heard, and the loud revelry Grew hush ; the stately breathes music no more
"

'*

"

LAMIA.

U9

myrtle sicken'd in a thousand wreaths. ceased By faint degrees,voice, lute, and pleasure A deadly silence step by step increased.
The Until And
*'

it seem'd
not
a man

horrid

presence
terror

there,
in his hair.

but

felt the

Lamia

!"

he shriek'd; and echo

nothing but

the shriek

With
**

its sad

did the silence break.


! '*

Begone,

foul dream

he cried, gazing
now no azure

again

In

the bride's face, where


on

vein

fair-spaced temples; no soft bloom the cheek ; no Misted passionto illume vision : all was The deep-recessed blight; Lamia, no longerfair,there sat a deadly white. Shut, shut those jugglingeyes, thou ruthless man ban Turn them aside,wretch ! or the righteous Of all the Gods, whose dreadful images Here represent their shadowy presences. May piercethem on the sudden with the thorn Of painful blindness ; leaving thee forlorn, In tremblingdotage to the feeblest fright Of conscience, for their long-offended might, For all thine impious proud-heart sophistries. Unlawful lies. magic, and enticing Corinthians ! look upon that grey-beard wretch ! Mark his lashless eyelids stretch how, possess'd,
V/ander'd
"

"

Around

his demon

My
**

sweet

eyes ! Corinthians, see ! bride withers at their potency." said the


in sophist,
an

Fool

"

under- tone

Gruff
From

with

moan contempt ; which a death-nighing Lycius answer'd, as heart-struck and lost.

He
"

sank Fool !

supine beside the aching ghost. Fool ! repeated he, while his eyes
"

still

Relented
Of

not,
I
see

nor

moved

*'

from
to

every this

ill

life have shall I

preservedthee
thee made
a

And

day, serpent's prey?"

150

LAMIA.

Then
Like
a

Lamia

breathed spear,

death-breath
went

the

sophist's eye,
well

sharp
weak him and

through stinging
any
;
:

her

utterly.
as

Keen,
As her

cruel, perceant,
hand
to

she,

could
be

meaning vainly
a

tell,

Motion'd
He "A Than

silent

so.
"

look'd

look'd
"

again
he;

level
sooner

No

serpent!
with
a

echoed

no

said,
:

frightfulscream
arms were

she of

vanished

And
As On

Lycius'
were

empty life, from

delight,
same

his

limbs
couch
"

of he
no

that his

night.
came

the

high
him its

lay

!
"

friends

round

"

Supported
And,
in

pulse

or

breath

they found,
wound.*

marriage robe,
in in
a

the

heavy body
de
I

"

PhilostratiTs,
instance

his this

fourth

hook,
which

Vita
may years

ApoUonii,
not

hath of
one

memorable

kind,

omit,
age, in

Menippus
betwixt
a

Lycius,
Cenchreas

young and

man

twenty-five
met

of

that, going
the him she should habit home
was
a

Corinth,
suburbs

such him

phantasm
hand,
and with
never

of

fair her

gentlewoman,
house,
in

which,
the and

taking
of

by

the

carried him he

to

Corinth,
tarry
wine
as

told

Phoenician her
man

by birth,
and

if he drink ; but and and

would such

her,
any and The moderate
to

hear and
no

sing

play,
molest

and him fair

drank,

should

she, being lovely


with
to

fair

lovely,
young

would
man,

die
a

with

him,

that

was

behold.
able awhile
to

philosopher, though
and
at

otherwise
this of

staid

discreet,
her

his

passions,
content,
came

not

love, her, by
;
some

tarried
to

his other

great

last married
;
a

whose

wedding,
her furniture but

amongst

guests,
her
out

Apollonius
a

who,

probable conjectures,
that all
was,

found like

to

be

serpent,

lamia

and
no

Tantalus'* When be

gold,
she but

described
saw

by Homer,
descried,
not

substance,
wept,
and instant and

mere

illusions.
to

herself
would in

she

desired

Apollonius
thousands
"

silent,
and all of

he
was

be

moved,
in in
an

thereupon
; many

she, plate, house,


took

that
this

it, vanished
it
was

notice

fact, for

done

the

midst

of

Greece," I. Subs.

Burton's I.

Anatomy

of

Melancholy,

Part

3, Sect.

2, Memb.

ISABELLA,
A

OR

THE

POT

OE

BASIL;

STORY,

FROM

BOCCACCIO.

I.

Fair

Isabel,
a

poor young
in

simple

Isabel
in

Lorenzo,

palmer
the stir

Love's
mansion
some

eye

They

could

not

self-same of

dwell
;

Without

some

heart,
but

malady
how
;

They
It

could soothed
could
to

not

sit at
to

meals
be

feel

well

each not, other

the

other the

by
same

They
But

sure,

beneath and

roof weep.

sleep,

each

dream,

nightly

II.

With
With He

every
every

mom

their
eve

love and

grew

tenderer,
still
;

deeper
house,

tenderer
or

might
But
her his To

not

in

field,

garden
his

stir.
fill ;

full

shape

would
was

all

seeing

And

continual
than

voice noise gave of


an

pleasanter
or

her,

trees

hidden
his
name.

rill

Her

lute-string

echo

of

She

spoilt

her

half-done

broidery

with

the

same.

III.

He

knew Before

whose the her

gentle
door had

hand

was

at
to

the
his

latch,
eyes
;

given
window

her he

And

from

chamber-

would

catch

152

ISABELLA.

Her

beauty farther
as

than

the falcon

spies ;
;

And

constant

Because

her sick her

vespers would he watch, turn'd to the same skies face was


her

And
To

with

hear

longing all the night outwear, morning-step upon the stair.


IV.

whole Made

long month
their

of

May
to

in this sad the

plight
of June
:

cheeks

palerby
my

break

**

To-morrow
To-morrow

will I bow

**

may

will I ask my I never another see

delight, lady'sboon."

"

night,
not

Lorenzo, if thy lipsbreathe


So

love's tune."

"

; but, alas, spake they to their pillows Honeyless days and days did he let pass ;

Until Fell

sweet

Isabella's untouch
the

'd cheek

sick within
as
a

rose's

just domain,

Fell thin

By
"

every

mother's, who doth seek young lull to cool her infant's pain:
"

I may not speak, And : yet I will, and tell my love all plain If looks speak love-laws, I will drink her tears, How
"

ill she is !

said he,

And

at the

least 'twill startle off her cares."

VI.

So said he
His

one

fair

heart beat
to

And
For

his heart

morning, and all day awfullyagainsthis side he inwardly did pray


"

speak ; but still the ruddy tide Stifled his voice, and pulsed resolve away Fever'd his high conceit of such a bride, Tet brought him to the meekness of a child : Alas I when passion is both meek and wild !
power
to

ISABELLA.

153

VII.

So
A

once

more

he had

waked

and

dreary night of love and If Isabel's quick eye had not been wed To every symbol on his forehead high ; it waxing very pale and dead, She saw
And
**

anguished misery,

all flush'd; straight


!
"
"

so,

tenderly. lisped
her timid

Lorenzo

here and

she ceased

quest,

But

in her tone

look he read

the rest.

VIII.
"

Isabella ! I
I may

can

half
my

perceive
ear

That If thou

speak
ever

didst
how
to

into thine grief anything believe,

Believe

I love its doom

thee, believe how


:

near

My

soul is

I would

Thy
Thine

hand eyes

by unwelcome by gazing; but


not

grieve would not pressing,


not

fear

I cannot

live

Another

and night,

my

passionshrive.
IX.

"

Love

! thou ! thou

art

leading me
me

from
summer

wintry cold,
clime,
unfold time."

Lady
And In

leadest

to

I must

taste

the blossoms
this

that

its

ripe warmth

So said, his erewhile


And Great

poesiedwith
bliss like
was a

graciousmorning timid lipsgrew bold, hers in dewy rhyme :


them, and
in June's
caress.

with

great happiness

Grew,

lustyflower
.

X.

Partingthey seem'd to tread upon the air. Twin roses by the zephyr blown apart close, and share Only to meet again more The inward fragrance of each other's heart.

154

ISABELLA.

She,
He And

to her

Sang,
with bade

gone, a of delicious love and

chamher

fair ditty honey'd dart


a

lightsteps
the
sun

went

up

western

hill,

farewell, and joy'dhis fill.

XT.

All close Had

they met
from

before again, the stars all


the
eves,

the dusk

taken

its

veil. pleasant
the dusk

All close
Had

they met,
from of
a

before its

taken in

stars

veil, pleasant

Close

bower

hyacinth and musk,

Unknown Ah
Than ! better

of any, free from had it been for ever


ears

whisperingtale.
so.

idle

should

in pleasure

their

w^oe.

"

XII.

Were
Too Too

they unhappy
many
tears

then ?

"

It cannot been in

be

"

for lovers have

shed,

many Too

sighsgive we to them of pity after they are much


doleful stories do
matter
we

fee.

dead,
best

Too

many

see.

Whose

in
a

brightgold were
where Theseus' him towards

be read

Except
Over

in such

page

the

waves pathless

spouse bows.

XIII.

But, for the generalaward


The

of

love.
bitterness
;

little sweet Dido

doth

kill much

Though
And

silent is in
was
a

under-grove.
warm

Isabella's young
not

great distress.
in

Though
Was
Even Know

Lorenzo

Indian is
not

clove
the less
"

embalm'd,
is richest

this truth

bees, the little almsmen


there

of

spring-bowers,

juicein poison-flowers.

156

ISABELLA.

The

ship-mast forests the untired And pannier'd mules for ducats and old lies the generous on Quick cat's-paws stray-away,
hawks of
" "

"

Great

wits

in

Spanish,Tuscan,

and

Malay.

XVIII.

How

was

it these Isabella

same

Fair

in her

ledger-men could downy nest ?

spy

they find out in Lorenzo's eye A strayingfrom his toil ? Hot Egypt'spest Into their vision covetous and sly! could these money-bags see east and west How Yet so they did and every dealer fair
How
"

could

Must

see

behind,

as

doth

the

hunted

hare.

XIX.

eloquentand
Of thee of
we now

famed

Boccaccio

should

ask

And

thy spicymyrtlesas And of thy roses of the moon. amorous of thy lilies, that do palergrow And hear thy ghittern's Now tune. they can no more For venturing syllables that ill beseem The quiet glooms of such a piteoustheme.

boon, forgiving they blow,

XX.

Grant

thou
move
no

Shall There
To But To To An is

pardon here, and it as on soberly,


crime,
no

then is meet

the tale
;

other

mad

assail

old prose in modern it is done succeed the verse make


"

rhyme
or

more
"

sweet

fail
;

honour thee

thee, and
as
a

thy
in

stead

verse

spirit greet English tongue,


gone sung.

echo

of thee

in the

north- wind

ISABELLA.

15*

XXI.

These What And His

brethren
love

having found by
him

many

signs
had,

Lorenzo

for their sister

how

she loved

too, each

unconfines

thoughtsto other, well nigh mad That of their trade designs. he, the servant Should in their sister's love be blithe and glad, When 'twas their plan to coax her by degrees To some high noble and his olive-trees.
bitter
XXII.

And
And

many
many

had they. conference jealous times they bit their lips alone,

Before
To

they fix'd
make the

upon

surest

way
;

And
Cut For To

at

youngster for his crime atone of cruel clay the last, these men
a

Mercy with they resolved

sharp knife
some

to

the bone

in

forest dim

kill

Lorenzo, and

there

bury

him.

XXIII.

So

on

pleasant morning, as
the

he

leant

Into

sun-rise, o'er the balustrade


said,

Of the

*'

towards him they bent garden-terrace, Their footingthrough the dews ; and to him there in the quiet of content, You seem

Lorenzo,
Calm Bestride

and

we

are

most

loth
are

to

invade

speculation ; but
your

if you cold

wise.
skies.

steed while

is in the

XXIV.
**

To-day
To spur

we

purpose,
three
we

ay, this hour

we

mount

leagues towards
pray
on

the

Apennine
sun

Come His

down,

thee,
the

ere

the hot

count

dewy

rosary

eglantine."

158

ISABELLA.

he LoreDzo, courteously as Bow'd


And
went
a

was

wont, whine serpents'


;

fair in

greetingto
to

these

haste,

get in readiness,

With

belt, and

spur, and

bracinghuntsman's

dress.

XXV.

And

as

he

to the

court-yard pass'dalong.
pause,
and

Each If he
Or And

third step did he hear


his

listen'd oft

could
the

lady'smatin-song.
;

He

soft lightwhisper of her footstep he thus over his passionhung, as heard a laugh full musical aloft ;

When,
Smile

lookingup, he saw through an in-door

her

features

lattice all

bright delight.

XXVI.
*'

Love, Isabel !
Lest I should I what I
am

"

said miss

he,
to

"

was
a

in

bid thee

pain good morrow


so

Ah

if I should
stifle all the

lose

thee, when
sorrow

fain

to

heavy

Of

'11 gain ? but we poor three hours' absence dark what day doth borrow. Out of the amorous
a

Good
And

bye
as

! I '11 soon
went

be back."

'*
"

Good

bye

"

said she

he

she chanted

merrily.

XXVII.

So

the

two

brothers

and

their murder'd
to

man

Rode

past fair Florence,

where

Arno's

stream

banks, and still doth Gurgles through straighten'd Itself with dancing bulrush, and the bream Sick and wan Keeps head againstthe freshets.
The

fan

brothers'

faces in the love. the

ford did

seem, water

Lorenzo's Into
a

flush with

They pass'dthe

forest

quiet for

slaughter.

ISABELLA.

159

XXVIII.

There
There Ah

was

Lorenzo

slain and

buried

in,
;

in that forest did his


a

! when It aches

soul doth

thus
"

great love cease its freedom win,


sin

in loneliness

As

the break-covert

is ill at peace blood-hounds of such in the

Thy dipp'dtheir
Their horses

swords

water, and spur,

did

tease

homeward,

with

convulsed

Each

richer

by

his

being a

murderer.

XXIX.

They

told their sister how, with


had ta'en

sudden

speed,

Lorenzo

ship for foreignlands,

Because

great urgency and need In their affairs, requiringtrusty hands.


of
some

widow's weed. ! put on thy stifling girl And 'scapeat once from Hope's accursed bands To-day thou wilt not see him, nor to-morrow, And the next day will be a day of sorrow. Poor

XXX.

to be ; not pleasures Sorely she wept until the night came on, And then, instead of love, 0 misery ! o'er the luxury alone : She brooded His image in the dusk she seem'd to see, And to the silence made a gentle moan. arms Spreadingher perfect upon the air. And her couch low murmuring, ''Where? on

She

weeps

alone

for

0 where?"

XXXI.

But

Selfishness, Love's
in fieryvigil

cousin, held

not

long

Its

her

She

fretted for the the time

singlebreast; golden hour, and hung


"

Upon

with feverish unrest

160

ISABELLA.

Not

long ; for soon into her heart a throng Of higher occupants, a richer zest, to be subdued. Came ; passion not tragic
sorrow

And

for her love in travels rude.

xxxn.

In

the mid The

days of autumn,
of Winter
west
comes

on

their
from

I
eves

breath

far away,

And

the sick Of
some

bereaves continually gold tinge,and playsa roundelay and


the

Of death
To

the bushes among all bare before make his north


cavern.

leaves.
to

he dares
So
sweet

stray

From

Isabel

By gradualdecay from

beauty fell,

XXXIII.

Because She

Lorenzo ask'd her

came

not.

Oftentimes
an

brothers, with

what to be itself, dungeon Striving Could keep him off so long ? They spake Their crimes after time, to quiet her. Time

eye all climes

pale.
a

tale

Came And
To

on

them,

like

smoke

from

Hinnom's

vale

in dreams they groan'daloud. every night shroud. their sister in her snowy see

XXXIV.

And
But It

she had

came

drowsy ignorance. for a thing more deadly dark than all ; drunk like a fierce potion, by chance,
saves a

died in

Which For
some

sick

man

from
;

the

feather'd
a

pall

few
an

gasping moments
Indian from his

like

lance,

Waking
With Sense cruel of

cloudy hall

and bringing him again pierce, the gnawing fire at heart and brain.

ISABELLA.

161

XXXV.

It

was

vision.

In

the

drowsy gloom,
her couch's
the

The
Lorenzo Had Lustre

dull of

midnight,at
wept
and
:

foot

stood, and
marr'd
his into the sun, his

forest tomb
which
once

hair glossy

could

shoot

put cold doom


the

Upon
From

and lips,

taken

soft lute
ears

his lorn made


a

voice, and
channel

past his loamed


for his
tears.

Had

miry

XXXVI.

Strange sound
For there
was

it

was,

when

the
its
was

in striving,
on

pale shadow spake ; piteoustongue,


awake.
:

To

speak as
And

when
on

earth

it

Isabella
there
a

its music in

hung

Languor
As And in

was

it,and

tremulous

shake.

Like

Druid's harp unstrung ; palsied through it moan'd a ghostly under-song. hoarse night-gusts briars among. sepulchral

XXXVII.

Its eyes, though wild, were With love, and kept all From

still all

dewy bright

the poor The while it did unthread


the

phantom fear aloof girl by magic of their light.


the

horrid

woof

Of

late darken

'd time
"

"

the murderous

spite

Of
In the

prideand
forest
"

avarice and
any

the dark

pine

roof

the sodden

turfed stabs

dell,
he fell.

Where,

without

word, from

XXXVIII.

Saying
Red

moreover,

**

Isabel, my

sweet

droop above my head, And a largeflint-stone weighs upon my feet : beeches and high chesnuts shed Around me

whortle

berries

1(32

ISABELLA.

Their

leaves and
from
one

Comes

bleat nuts ; a sheep-fold prickly beyond the river to my bed :


my

Go, shed
And

upon it shall comfort me

tear

heather-bloom,
the tomb.

within

XXXIX.
**

am

shadow

now,

alas ! alas !
nature

Upon
Alone
:

the skirts of human


I chant

dwelling
me

alone

the

holy mass.
round

While And

little sounds
at
noon

of life are

knelling,

glossybees
many
a

do fieldward

pass,
is

chapelbell the hour Paining me through : those sounds And thou art distant in Humanity.
And

telling.
strange
to me.

grow

XL.
"

I know

what
I should

was,

I feel full well what

is.
;

And

Though
That
A

could go mad rage, if spirits the taste of earthly I forget bliss.


my

palenesswarms seraph chosen from


be my

To

spouse

though I had the brightabyss makes me thy paleness glad :


grave,
as

Thy beauty grows upon me, A greater love through all

and my

I feel

essence

steal."

XLI.

The

mourn'd Spirit
atom

"

Adieu
in
a

"
"

and left dissolved,


turmoil
;

The As
when

darkness

slow

We

It

midnight sleepbereft, Thinking on rugged hours and fruitless toil. cleft, put our eyes into a pillowy And the spanglygloom froth up and boil : see sad Isabella's eyelids made ache,
in the dawn

of healthful

And

she started up awake

164

ISABELLA.

Pitying each form that hungry Death it once with human And more filling felt Ah ! this is holiday to what was Isabella by Lorenzo knelt. When

hath

marr'd,

soul ?

XLVL

gazed into the fresh- thrown mould, as though One glancedid fullyall its secrets tell ; Clearlyshe saw, as other eyes would know well ; Pale limbs at bottom of a crystal Upon the murderous spot she seem'd to grow, Like of the dell : to a native lily with her knife, all sudden she began Then To dig more than misers can. fervently
She

XLVTI.

Soon
Her

she

turn'd

up

soiled

silk had

She

kiss'd it

in play'd with a lip more

whereon glove, purplephantasies; chill than

stone,

And And

put it in her bosom, where


freezes

it dries

utterlyunto
made
to

the

bone

Those

dainties

still an
nor

infant's cries

Then
But
to

'gan she
throw

work

again ;
at

stay'dher

care,

back

times

her

hair. veiling

XL

VIII.

That

old

nurse

stood beside

her
the

wondering,
core

Until
At

her heart felt such


a

pity to

sightof
And
so

dismal

labouring,
to

she

kneeled, with her locks all hoar,


the horrid
at

And

put her lean hands


hours

thing :
sore ;

Three
At

they
not

labour'd kernel

this travail

last

they felt the

And

Isabella did

of the grave, stamp and rave.

ISABELLA.

165

XLIX.

Ah

! wherefore

all this wormy

circumstance
so

Why
0
for The Fair For To And

lingerat the yawning tomb the gentlenessof old Romance,


of simpleplaining
a

long?
song
!

minstrel's
a

reader,

at

the

old tale take


not

glance,
well

here, in truth, it doth


"

belong

speak :
taste

turn

thee

the music

the very tale, of that vision pale.


to

With

duller steel than


cut

the Persean

sword

They
But
one,

away

no

formless

monster's

head.

whose

gentlenessdid
as

well accord

With

death,

life.

The

ancient

harps have said,


Lord
:

Love

never

dies, but lives,immortal

If Love

impersonatewas
kiss'd

ever

dead.
moan'd.
not

Pale
'Twas

Isabella love
;

it,and
dead

low

cold,
"

indeed, but

dethroned.

LI.

In

they took it home. all for Isabel : And then the prize was She calm'd its wild hair with a golden comb. each eye'ssepulchral cell And all around
anxious secrecy With lash fringed as tears, as chilly each away
"

Pointed

;
a

the smeared

loam

well. dripping
comb'd

She

drench'd

and

still she

and

kept

Sighingall day

and

still she

kiss'd and

wept.

LTI.

Then

in

silken

scarf,
"

sweet

with

the dews

Of And

in Araby, preciousflowers pluck'd with odorous ooze divine liquids come

Through

the cold

serpent-pipe refreshfuUy,
"

166

ISABELLA.

She
A

wrapp'dit up ; and garden-pot,wherein


cover'd it with

for its tomb


she

did choose

laid it

by,
set wet.

And Sweet

mould, and o'er it


her tears

Basil, which

kept ever

LHI.

And

she

forgotthe

stars, the moon,

and

sun,

the blue above the trees, forgot And the dells where waters she forgot run. And she forgotthe chilly breeze ; autumn She had no knowledge when the day was done. she And the
over new mom

And

she

saw

not

but

in peace

Hung
And

her

sweet

Basil
tears

evermore.

moistened

it with

unto

the

core.

Lrv.

And

so

she

ever

fed it with green,

thin tears. and


than
;

Whence So that
Of

thick, and
it smelt
more

beautiful it grew.

balmy

Basil-tufts in Florence

its peers for it drew

Nurture
From

besides, and
the fast

from life,

human

fears,
view

moulderinghead there shut from So that the jewel,safely casketed. Came forth, and in perfumed leaflets spread.
LV.

Melancholy, lingerhere
0

awhile

Music, Music, breathe


some

! despondingly sombre
us
"

Echo, Echo, from Unknown,

isle.
0

Lethean, heads,

sigh to
your
sweet

sigh !
smile
;

lift up in grief, Spirits

heads, and

Lift up And make

your
a

in palelight silver
wan

heavily. Spirits, your cypress glooms.


marble tombs.

Tintingwith

your

ISABELLA.

167

LVI.

Moan

of hither,all ye syllables the

woe,

Melpomene ! Through bronzed lyrein tragicorder go, And touch the strings into a mystery ; Sound mournfullyupon the winds and low ; For simple Isabel is soon to be Among the dead : She withers, like a palm Cut by an Indian for its juicy balm.
LVII.

From

deep

throat of sad

leave the Let


not not

It may Her
From

palm to wither by itself; quick Winter chill its dying hour those Baalites of pelf, be
"

!
"

brethren, noted
her dead

the continual
many
a

shower

eyes ; and

curious

elf,
dower

Of

Among youth
one

her kindred, wonder and

'd that such

beauty
out

should
a

be

thrown

aside

By

mark'd

to be

Noble's

bride.

LVIIT.

And, furthermore, her brethren

wondered

much

Why she sat droopingby the Basil green, And why it flourish'd,as by magic touch ; Greatlythey wonder'd what the thingmight mean They could not surelygive belief,that such have power A very nothing would to wean fair youth, and pleasures Her from her own gay.
And
even

remembrance

of her love's

delay.

LIX.

Therefore
This

they

watch'd whim
;

time

when

they might

sift

hidden

and

long they watch'd

in vain ;

For

seldom

did she

And

seldom

go to chapel-shrift, felt she any hunger-pain :

168

ISABELLA.

And As

when bird

she left,she hurried


on

back,

as

swift

wing
a

And,
Beside

patientas

its eggs again : hen-bird, sat her there


to

breast

her Basil,

weeping through her


LX.

hair.

Yet

they contrived
to

to steal the

And The

examine

it in secret

Basil-pot, place:

thing was vile with green and livid spot, And Lorenzo's face : yet they knew it was The guerdon of their murder they had got,
And
so

left Florence
turn
"

in

moment's

space,

Never

to

again. Away they went,


their heads,
to

With

blood

upon

banishment.

LXI.

Melancholy,turn
0

thine

eyes away

! despondingly 0 Echo, Echo, on other day. some From 0 sigh! isles Lethean, sigh to us of grief, sing not your Well-a-way! Spirits
"

Music, Music, breathe

*'

"

For
Will

Isabel, sweet
die
a

Isabel, will die


lone and her

death

too

incomplete.
Basil sweet.

Now

they have

ta'en away

LXII,

Piteous

she look'd

on

dead

and

senseless

things.

Asking
And

for her lost Basil melodious chuckle

with

amorously : in the strings


would cry

Of her lorn voice, she oftentimes After


To the ask

Pilgrimin
him

his her
"

wanderings.
Basil
was

where her:

and

why

'Twas
'*

hid from steal my

For

said she, cruel 'tis," from me."

To

Basil-pot away

ISABELLA.

169

Lxiir.

fi And
I?
No I In

so

she

pined,
for her

and

so

she

died
the

forlorn,
last.

Imploring
heart
was

Basil
in

to

there
her

Florence
overcast.

but

did

mourn

pity
a

of

love,
of
to

so

fAnd
From

sad

ditty
mouth

this mouth

story

borne

through
"

all

the

country

pass'd

Still
To

is

the

burthen

sung

"

cruelty,
me

steal

my

Basil-pot

away

from

"

THE

EYE

OP

ST.

AGNES.

i
I.

St.

x\gnes'

Eve

"

Ah,

bitter

chill it
was

was

The
The And Numb His Like

owl, for all his feathers,


hare

a-cold ;
the

limp'd trembling through


was

frozen
:

grass,

silent
were

the

flock in

woolly

fold

the

Beadsman's while
his
a

fingers while
frosted
censer

he

told

rosary,

and

breath. old,
without
a

pious

incense

from

Seem'd Past

taking flightfor

heaven

death,
he saith.

the sweet

while Virgin'spicture,

his prayer

II.

His

prayer takes back

he
his

saith, this patient,holy

man

Then And

lamp,

and

riseth

from

his
wan.

knees.

returneth, meagre,

barefoot,

Along the chapel aisle by slow degrees : The to freeze, sculptured dead, on each side seem rails : Emprison'd in black, purgatorial orat'ries. Knights, ladies, praying in dumb He fails passeth by ; and his weak spirit
To think

how

they

may

ache

in

icy hoods

and

mails.

172

THE

EVE

OF

ST.

AGNES.

VI.

They

told her

how, upon

St.

Young virginsmight have And soft adorings from their Upon the honey 'd middle of
If ceremonies

Agnes' Eve, visions of delight,


loves receive
the

due

As,

Of

to must retire, supperless couch And supine their beauties, lilywhite ; Nor but require look behind, nor sideways, Heaven with upward eyes for all that they desire.

they did hed they

night, aright;

VII.

thoughtfulMadeline : The music, yearning like a God in pain. She scarcelyheard : her maiden eyes divine, Fix'd on the floor,saw a sweeping train many Pass not at all : in vain by she heeded Came cavalier, a tiptoe, amorous many And back retired ; not cool'd by high disdain.
was
"

Full

of this whim

But

she

saw

not

her

heart

was

otherwhere
sweetest

She

sigh'dfor Agnes' dreams,

the

of the year.

VIII.

along with vague, regardlesseyes, her breathing quick and short : her lips, Anxious she sighs hallo w'd hour was at hand The : near Amid the timbrels, and the throng'd resort Of whisperersin anger, or in sport ;
She danced
'Mid looks

of love, defiance, hate, and


with

scorn,

Hoodwink'd
Save And
to

faery fancy ;
and be her

all amort.

St.

Agnes
to

lambs

unshorn,
morn.

all the

bliss

before

to-morrow

THE

EVE

OF

ST.

AGNES.

173

IX.

So, purposing each


She Had For 'd linger
come

moment

to

retire,
across

still.

Meantime,

the

moors.

young Madeline.

Buttress'd All But That saints for he


one

Porphyro, with heart on fire Beside the portaldoors, from moonlight,stands he, and implores to give him sight of Madeline,
moment

in the tedious

hours,
unseen

Perchance

might gaze and worship speak, kneel, touch, kiss


"

all

in sooth

such

things

have

been

He All Will For

ventures

in

let

no
or a

buzz'd

whisper tell
swords

eyes
storm

be

muffled,
his

hundred

heart. Love's
chambers held

feverous

citadel

him, those

barbarian

hordes,

Hyena
Whose

foemen, and
very

hot-blooded

lords.
howl

Against his
Him Save
one

dogs would : not lineage


beldame,
weak

execrations
one

breast

affords

any old

mercy,

in that mansion in

foul.
and in soul.

body

XL

Ah, happy chance

! the

Shufflingalong
To where
a

with

aged creature came. ivory-headedwand,


the torch's flame.

he stood, hid from broad

Behind
The He And

far beyond hall-pillar, and

sound

of merriment
:

chorus
knew

bland

startled her grasp 'd his


*'

but

soon

she

his face,

Saying, They are all

hand, fingersin her palsied Mercy, Porphyro! hie thee from this place;
here the to-night, whole

blood-thirsty race

174

THE

EVE

OF

ST.

AGNES.

XII.

"

Get

hence
a

get hence

! there 's dwarfish in the fit

Hildebrand

He He Then

had

fever
thee

late,and
and

cursed
there
tame

thine, both

house

and
not
me
a

land
whit

's that old Lord for his grey

Maurice,
"

More
Flit We

hairs
"

Alas

! flit!

like 're

ghost away." safe enough ; here


a

"Ah,

Gossip dear,
sit,
not

in this arm-chair Saints


stones

And Follow

tell me
me,

how"

"
"

Good

! not

here,

here;
bier."

child, or

else these

will be

thy

XIII.

He

followed

through
mutter

Brushing
And
He
as

the cobwebs 'd


a
*'

she

lowly arched way, with his loftyplume ; Well-a ! w^ell-a-day


"
"

found

him

in

little moonlight room, silent


as
a

Pale, latticed,chill,and
"

tomb.

Now 0

tell tell
me

me

where

is

Madeline,"
the

said he,

**

Angela, by
but
secret

holy

loom
may
see.

Which When

none

sisterhood
are

they St. Agnes'

wool

weaving piously."

XIV.

"

St.

Agnes
must

! Ah

! it is St.

Yet Thou And


To To

men

will murder hold


water

upon
in
a

Agnes' Eve holy days :


witch's Elves

"

sieve,
and

be

of liege-lord
so :

all the
me
"

Fays,

venture
see

it fills

with

amaze

God's
This

But

let

Porphyro ! St. Agnes' Eve ! help ! my lady fair the conjuror plays very night : good angels her deceive ! me laugh awhile, I've mickle time to grieve."
thee,

THE

EVE

OF

ST.

AGNES.

175

XV.

laughethin the languidmoon, While Porphyro upon her face doth look, Like puzzled urchin on an aged crone Who riddle-book, keepeth closed a wondrous As spectacled she sits in chimney nook.
Feebly
But His
soon

she

his eyes

lady'spurpose
at

she told when grew brilliant, could brook ; and he scarce

Tears,
And

the

Madeline

thought of those enchantments asleepin lap of legends old.

cold,

XVI.

Sudden

thought
his brow,
:

came

like

full-blown

rose.

Flushing
Made
A
**

and

in his

pained heart
:

purple riot
cruel
man

then

doth

stratagem, that makes


A

he propose the beldame start thou


art
:

and

impious

Sweet Alone
From Thou

lady,let
with

her pray, and

sleepand
Go, Go

dream

her
men

far apart good angels,


like thee. the
same

wicked
canst not

! I deem

surelybe

that thou

didst

"

seem.

XVII.

*'

I will not

harm
:

her, by all saints I swear,"


"0 voice

Quoth
When

Porphyro
my weak of her

find grace shall whisper its last prayer,


may

I ne'er

If

I displace. ringlets Or look with ruffian passion in her face Good Angela, believe me by these tears
one

soft

Or

will, even
with

in

moment's

Awake,
And beard and

horrid

shout, my

space. foemen's
more

ears,

them, though they be


bears."

than fang'd

wolves

176

THE

EVE

OF

ST.

AGNES.

xvni.

a feeble soul ? affright A poor, weak, palsy-stricken, churchyard thing, Whose the midnight toll ; ere passing-bell may Whose and evening, prayers for thee, each morn Were miss'd." Thus doth she bring never plaining, A gentlerspeech from burning Porphyro ; So woeful, and of such deep sorrowing, That Angela givespromise she will do
**

Ah

why

wilt thou

Whatever

he

shall wish, betide

her

weal

or

woe.

XIX.

Which
Even

was,

to

lead

to Madeline's

him, in close secrecy. chamber, and there hide

Him
That

in

closet, of such

might see her win perhaps that night a peerless And bride. While 'd fairies paced the coverlet. legion And held her sleepy-eyed. pale enchantment such a night have lovers met, Never on all the monstrous debt. Since Merlin paid his Demon

he

privacy beauty unespied,

XX.

**

It shall be

as

thou

wishest," said the Dame


shall be stored there

**

All cates
on

and
this

dainties

Quickly
Her
For On
own

: by feast-night

the tambour time


to

frame

lute thou slow


a

wilt

see

no

am

and

feeble, and
my

scarce

spare. dare

such

cateringtrust
child, with
! thou
:

dizzy head.

Wait The Or may

here, my
while
1 Ah

must

patiencekneel in prayer needs the lady wed,


among the dead."

never

leave

my

grave

THE

EVE

OF

ST.

AGNES.

177

XXI.

So The The To From

sayingshe

busy fear. lover's endless minutes slowly pass'd; dame return'd, and whisper'd in his ear follow her ; with aged eyes aghast
off with
dim
a

hobbled

of fright Through many maiden's

espial. Safe at last, dusky gallery, they gain


silken, hush'd
with

The Where

chamber,

and

chaste

Porphyro

took covert,
back

pleasedamain.
agues
in her

His

poor

guide hurried

brain.

XXII.

hand the balustrade. faltering upon for the stair, Old Angela was feeling When Madeline, St. Agnes' charmed maid, Eose, like a mission'd spirit, : unaware and pious care. With silver taper's light, the aged gossip led She turn'd, and down To a safe level matting. Now prepare, Young Porphyro,for gazing on that bed ; she comes like ring-dovefray'd and She comes, again,

Her

fled.

XXIII.

Out

went

the

taper
in

as

she hurried

in ;

Its little smoke,

She
To

closed the

moonshine, pallid door, she panted,all

died
akin
:

No
But

of the air, and visions wide spirits betide ! utter'd syllable, or, woe
to

her

heart, her heart

was

voluble.
swell
her
N

Paining with eloquence her balmy side ; As though a tonguelessnightingaleshould


Her
throat in

vain, and

in die, heart-stifled,

dell.

178

THE

EVE

OF

ST.

AGNES.

XXIV.

A All

casement

'd there high and triple-arch garlanded with carven imageries

was,

Of And

fruits,and
diamonded

flowers, and
panes of stains and with

bunches of

of

knot-grass,

Innumerable
As
are

the

quaint device. splendiddyes, deep-damask'd wings ; tiger-moth's


midst, 'mong thousand
and dim

And And
A

in the

heraldries,
and

saints, twilight
scutcheon

emblazonings,
blood
of

shielded

blush 'd with

queens

kings.
XXV.

Full And
As

on

this casement
warm

shone

the

wintry
grace

moon,

threw

gules on
on

Madeline's

fair breast, and


boon
;

down

she

knelt fell

for heaven's her


cross

Rose-bloom And And She


Save
on
on

hands, together prest.


soft

her

silver hair
a a

amethyst.

her

seem'd

like a saint : glory, splendidangel,newly drest. heaven


a
:
"

wings, for
so

Porphyro

She

knelt,

pure

thing,so

grew faint : free from mortal taint.

xxvi.

Anon

his heart

revives

Of

all its wreathed

vespers done, pearlsher hair she frees


:

her

Unclasps her
Loosens Her
rich

by one ; boddice ; by degrees her fragrant attire creeps rustlingto her knees
a

warmed

jewels one

Half-hidden, like
Pensive
In But

mermaid dreams

in sea-weed.

awhile

she
St.

awake, and bed,

sees.

fancy, fair
dares
not

Agnes
behind,

in her
or

look

all the charm

is fled.

180

THE

EVE

OF

ST.

AGNES.

XXX.

And In

still she

slept an
forth

azure-lidded
and

sleep,
a

blanched
he

linen, smooth,
the

lavender'd,

While

from

closet

brought

Of
With And

candied

apple,quince, and plum, and soother than the creamy curd, jellies
syrops,
tinct with cinnamon
;

heap gourd

lucent and Fez


;

Manna From

dates, in argosy transferr'd and spiceddainties, every


cedar'd

one,

From

silken

Samarcand'to

Lebanon.

XXXI.

heap'd with glowing hand On golden dishes and in baskets bright silver : sumptuous Of wreathed they stand In the retired quiet of the night. with perfume light. Fillingthe chillyroom ! And love, my seraph fair,awake now, my
These delicates
he
"

**

Thou

art

my

heaven, and
eyes, for meek

I thine St.
so

eremite

Open
Or

thine

Agnes' sake,
my soul doth ache/'

I shall drowse

beside

thee,

XXXII.

Thus Sank

his whispering, in her pillow.

warm,

unnerved
was a

arm

Shaded
:
"

her

dream

By
The

the

dusk

curtains melt
as

'twas

midnight
:

charm

Impossibleto
lustrous Broad

iced
in the

stream

salvers

moonlight gleam
the carpet lies
could redeem
:

golden fringeupon
he
a

It seem'd From

never,

never

such

So

mused

his lady'seyes ; spell awhile, entoil'd in woofed phantasies.

steadfast

THE

EVE

0"

ST.

AGNES.

181

XXXIII.

Awakeniug
Tumultuous,
He In

up, he
"

took

her

hollow
that

lute,
"

and, in chords
ancient call'd
ear
**

tenderest mute,

be,
"

play'd an
Provence
to

ditty, long
La

since
sans

belle dame

mercy

Close

her

touching the melody


utter'd
"

;
"

Wherewith He Her ceased blue


"

disturb 'd, she she

soft

moan

panted quick
wide open

and

suddenly
:

affrayed eyes
he sank,

shone

Upon

his knees

stone. paleas smooth-sculptured

XXXIV.

Her Now

eyes wide
was

were

open,

but

she

still beheld.
of her

awake, the vision


a

There The
At And

painful change, that


of her dream
so

blisses

pure
to

sleep: nigh expell'd and deep.


a

which
moan

fair Madeline

began
words

forth witless gaze


on

weep, vdth many would

sigh;

While Who

still her

Porphyro
and

knelt, with, joined hands


move or

keep ; piteous eye,


so

Fearing to

speak, she

look'd

dreamingly.

XXXV.
''

*'

Ah, Porphyro !
voice
was

said

she,

"

but

even

now

Thy
Made And
How

at

sweet

tremble

in mine
vow

ear, ;

tuneable those
sad

with eyes
thou

every
were

sweetest

and spiritual ! how

clear

changed
me

art

chill,and pallid,

drear

Give
Those Oh

that voice looks


me

again, my
those

Porphyro,

immortal,
not

complainingsdear
woe. not

leave if thou

in this eternal

For

diest, my

Love, I know

where

to

go."

132

THE

EVE

OF

ST.

AGNES.

XXXVL

Beyond
At these

mortal

man

impassion'd far
he
arose,

voluptuous accents,
like
a

Ethereal, flush'd, and


Seen
Into 'mid her

the dream

throbbingstar sapphireheaven's deep repose


he

melted,
with

as

the

rose
"

Blendeth
Solution

its odour
sweet
:

the violet, the frost-wind blows sleet hath


set.

meantime

Like

Love's

alarum

patteringthe sharp
St.

Against the window-panes ;

Agnes'

moon

xxxvii.

"
"

Tis
*'

dark
is

: no :

the quick pattereth

flaw-blown Madeline and

sleet
!
:
"

This

dream,

my

bride, my
rave woe

'Tis dark
"

the iced gusts still

beat !

No

dream, alas ! alas ! and


will leave
traitor
me

is mine

Porphyro
Cruel
I
curse

here

to

fade and hither

pine.
"

! what

could

thee

bring ?
"

Though
A

not, for my heart is lost in thine, thou forsakest a deceived thing ; and lost with
sick

dove

forlorn

unpruned wing."

XXXVIII.

! sweet dreamer ! lovelybride ! My Madeline Say, may I be for aye thy vassal blest ? and vermeil Thy beauty'sshield, heart-shaped dyed?
*'

Ah, silver shrine, here


After
A
so

will I take

my

rest

many

hours
"

of toil and

quest,
miracle.
rob

famish'd

pilgrim,
thy
sweet

saved

by
not

Though

I have of

found, I will

thy

nest

Saving
To

self; if thou
to
no

think'st infidel."

well

trust, fair Madehne,

rude

THE

EVE

OF

ST.

AGNES.

183

XXXIX.

"

Hark

! 'tis an

elfin storm

from
boon

faery land,
indeed
;
"

haggard seeming, but a Arise arise ! the morning


"

Of

is at hand
never

The

bloated
us

wassailers
my
ears

will

heed

"

Let There Drown


Awake For

away,
are
no

love, with
to

happy speed ;
or

hear,

eyes the

to

see,

"

'd all in Rhenish


! arise ! my

and

sleepymead
a

love, and
moors

fearless be,
home

o'er the southern

I have

for thee."

XL.

She
For

hurried
there
were

at

his

words, beset

with

fears,

sleeping dragons all around. At glaringwatch, perhaps,with ready spears the wide stairs a darkling way Down they found,
"

In A

all the

house

was

heard
was

no

human

sound. each

chain-droop'd lamp
arras,

flickering by
hawk,

door

The

rich in the

with

horseman,

and
;

hound,

Flutter'd
And the

besieging wind's uproar long carpets rose along the gusty

floor.

XLI.

like phantoms, into the wide hall ! They glide, Like phantoms to the iron porch they glide, Where lay the Porter, in uneasy sprawl, With a huge empty flagon by his side :
The But

wakeful
his
one,

bloodhound
an

rose,

and

shook
:

his hide.

sagaciouseye
and
one,

inmate

owns

By
The

chains

bolts full easy slide : lie silent on the footworn stones


the

"

The

key

turns, and

the door

upon

its

hinges groans

184

THE

EVE

OF

ST.

AGNES.

XLII.

And
These That

they
lovers

are

gone fled the

ay,

ages
into

long
the of
with
storm.

ago

away

night
all his

Baron

dreamt

many shade

woe,

And
Of Were

warrior-guests,
and

and

form

witch,

demon,

and

large

coffin-worm,
the face

long

be-nightmared.
twitch

Angela
meagre
aves

old
deform

Died The For

palsyBeadsman,

'd, with
after

thousand

told,
ashes cold.

aye

unsought-for

slept

among

his

HYPEEION.

BOOK

I.

Deep
Far Far Sat Still Forest Like Not Robs But
A
so

in sunken from

the

shady
from the

sadness

of

vale of
one

healthy
and

breath
eve
s

mom,

the

fiery
'd

noon,

star,

grey-hair
as

Saturn,
round

quiet
about

as

stone, lair
;

the
on

silence

his

forest
on

hung
cloud.

about No
on a

his stir of

head air
was

cloud much
not
one

there,

life

as

summer's

day
feather'd did grass.

light
the dead

seed

from

the

where
stream
reason

leaf

fell, there

it rest.
more

went

voiceless
his

by,

still

deaden'd

By

of
a

fallen
:

divinity
Naiad

Spreading
Press 'd her

shade cold

the

'mid
to

her

reeds

finger

closer

her

lips.

Along
No And
His

the

margin-sand
than
to

large
his

foot-m.arks
had

went.

further

where

feet the

stray'd, ground

slept
old

there

since.

Upon

sodden

right
;

hand and

lay nerveless,
his

listless, dead,
eyes
were

Unsceptred
While
His his

realmless seem'd for


some

closed
to

bow'd

head

listening
comfort

the

Earth,

ancient

mother,

yet.

It

seem'd

no

force

could

v^^ake

him

from

his

place

186

HYPERION.

But

there

came

one,

who

with

kindred

hand

Touch'd

his wide
reverence,

shoulders, after bending low

With She

though
the

to

one

who

knew
;

it

not.

was

Goddess

of the

infant world

By
Had

her

in stature
a

tall Amazon
she

stood

pigmy'sheight :

would

have

ta*en

Achilles
Or Her

by the hair and bent his neck ; with a fingerstay'dIxion's wheel. face was large as that of Memphian sphinx,

\
"

Pedestal'd
When But

haply in

sages look'd to oh ! how unlike marble


if beautiful,
more was
a

palace-court, Egypt for their


was

lore.
:

that face made

How
Sorrow

sorrow

had

not

beautiful

than

Beauty's self.
her
;

There
As As Had Was

fear in listening if calamity had but begun if the vanward clouds

regard.
days
rear

of evil

spent their malice, and


with its stored thunder

the sullen

labouring up. One hand she press'dupon that aching spot Where beats the human heart, as if just there, Though an immortal, she felt cruel pain :
The She

Saturn's bended upon laid,and to the level of his


other with

neck
ear

Leaning

words she spake some partedlips, and deep organ tone : In solemn tenour Some mourning words, which in our feeble tongue Would
To
**

come

in these

like accents
of the

how !

frail

that

largeutterance
"

earlyGods
not
one
:

Saturn, look up !
no

though wherefore,
no

poor
'

old

King

I have
I cannot For Knows

comfort
say,
*

for thee, wherefore

thou sleepest

heaven

is

partedfrom

thee, and
a

the earth God


;

thee not, thus


ocean

for afflicted, all its solemn

And

too, with

noise,

188

HYPERION.

kneelingGoddess ; and then spake x\s with a palsiedtongue, and while his beard Shook horrid with such aspen-malady : 0 tender spouse of gold Hyperion, Thea, I feel thee ere I see thy face ;
And that fair
**

Look
Look

up, and up, and


; ;

let

me me

see

our

doom

in it ;

tell tell tell

if this feeble if thou

shape

Is Saturn's Of

me,

hear'st the voice

Saturn and

me,

if this

wrinklingbrow,
Who
came

Naked Peers
To

bare

of its great diadem. had the


power

like the front of Saturn.


me

make
was

desolate ? whence
to such

strength?
grasp ?

How While But


And Of

it nurtured

burstingforth,
my
nervous

Fate it is
so

seem'd
;

in strangled I
am

and

buried influence

from

'd up. exercise all godlike


on

smother

benign

pale, planets
winds
man's

Of admonitions
Of And

to the

and

seas.

peacefulsway
all those
ease

above

acts

which

harvesting, Deity supreme


in.
:

Doth

its heart my
own

of love
bosom

am

Away

from

I have

gone left

My strong identity, my
Somewhere Here
on

real

self.
where I sit

between this

the

throne, and

spot of earth.

Search, Thea, search !

Open thine eyes eterne, and sphere them round Upon all space : space starr'd,and lorn of light: and barren void ; with life-air, Space regicn'd Spaces of fire,and all the yawn of hell.
Search, Thea, search ! and
A certain

tell

me

if thou

seest

With
A Be

shape or shadow, making way wings or chariot fierce to repossess


he lost erewhile
"

heaven
of

it must
must

"

it must

ripe progress
must

Saturn
a

be

king.

Yes, there

be

golden victory ;

HYPEEION.

189

There Of

must

be

Gods

thrown

down, and

trumpets blown

triumph calm, and hymns of festival Upon the gold clouds metropolitan, and silver stir Voices of soft proclaim, in hollow shells ; and there shall be Of strings Beautiful things made for the surprise new, Of the sky-children : ; T will give command
Thea
! Thea ! Thea ! where is Saturn ?
"

This And I His His He A

passion lifted
his hands locks
to to

him
to

upon and

his feet,
the with
cease.

made Druid eyes

in struggle
ooze

air.
sweat.

shake

fever out, his voice


heard
not

to

stood, and
thus I form

Thea's

sobbing deep ;
snatch'd
I create ?

little time, and


:
"

then
'*

again he
cannot

Utterance
Cannot Another To

But

? Cannot

I fashion

forth

world, another
and crumble
chaos is another way
unto

universe,
this to ? Where

overbear

nought ?
?
"

Where Found The And


As

That

word

Olympus,
Thea
was
a

and

made

quake

rebel in her thus

three.

she

bearing was voiced quickour

startled up. sort of hope, full of


awe.

spake, yet
:

'*

This

cheers
!
come

fallen house

come

to

our

friends,

Saturn

1 know Thus

and away, the covert, for thence


; then

give them
came

heart

I hither."
went

brief

With
He

backward

beseeching eyes she footingthrough the shade a


she turn'd
to

with

space

follow'd,and

lead the

way

Through aged boughs, that yielded like the mist Which eaglescleave, upmounting from their nest.
Meanwhile
in other

realms

big tears

were

shed.

190

HYPERION.

More
Too

sorrow

like to this, and


for mortal

such
or

like

woe,
:

huge
Titans

tongue

pen

of scribe

prison-bound, once Groan 'd for the old allegiance more, listen'd in sharp pain for Saturn's voice. And still kept mammoth-brood of the whole But one and rule, and majesty ; His sovereignty, Blazing Hyperion on his orbed fire Still sat, still snuff 'd the incense, teeming up
The
From For
as
man

fierce, self-hid, or

'

to

the sun's

God, yet

unsecure

drear mortals omens us among also shudder'd he, so Fright and perplex,
Not

hated screech, dog'showl, or gloom-bird's of one Or the familiar visiting Upon the first toll of his passing-bell, Or prophesyings of the midnight lamp ; to a giant nerve, But horrors, portion'd His palacebright, Oft made Hyperion ache. Bastion'd with pyramids of glowing gold.
at

And

touch'd
a

with

shade

of bronzed

obelisks.
courts,

Glared

blood-red

Arches, and
And Flush Unseen Darken'd
Not

through all its thousand domes, and fierygalleries ;


of Aurorian

all its curtains

clouds

'd

angerly : before by
the

while Gods
and

sometimes
or

eagles' wings, wondering men,


heard,

heard

place; before by
he would

Also, when
Instead Savour
And After For
so,

neighingsteeds were Gods or wondering men. the spicywreaths taste


aloft from
sacred

Of incense, breathed
of sweets,

hills,
sick

his

took ample palate

of

brass poisonous

and
in the

metal

when full

harbour'd

the
rest

completionof
exalted
arms

sleepywest, fair day,


couch.

And

divine upon in the slumber

of

melody,

HYPERION.

191

He With

paced away

the

hours pleasant from

of

ease

stride colossal,on far within each

hall to hall ;

While
His

aisle and

deep recess,
stood,
men

winged
and
on

minions

in close clusters
;

Amazed Who

full of fear

like anxious

plainsgather in panting troops. When earthquakesjar their battlements and towers. while Saturn, roused from icy trance. Even now, Went step for step with Thea through the woods, in the rear. twilight Hyperion,leaving Came slopeupon the threshold of the west ; flew ope Then, as was wont, his palace-door
wide
In

smoothed

silence,save

what

solemn of

tubes.
sweet ;

Blown And And


In

by the serious Zephyrs, gave wandering sounds, slow-breathed


like
a rose

melodies

in vermeil

tint and

shape,
eye,

fragrancesoft,and
inlet to
severe

coolness

to the

That

magnificence
to enter

Stood

full blown, for the God

in.

He His And

enter'd, but he enter'd full of wrath

flaming robes
roar,

streamed
as

gave a That scared And


From

if of

beyond earthlyfire,
out

his heels,

away

the meek

ethereal

Hours
On
to

made

their

tremble. dove-wings
to nave,

he flared.

and en wreathed fragrant light, And diamond-pavedlustrous long arcades. Until he reach 'd the great main cupola ; There standing fierce beneath, he stampt his foot. from the basements And deep to the high towers Jarr'd his own golden region; and before The quavering thunder thereuponhad ceased, His voice leapt out, despite of godlikecurb, 0 dreams of day and night! To this result :
**

nave stately Through bowers

from

vault

vault.

of

192

HYPERION.

O 0 0

monstrous

forms

! O
a

spectres busy in
lank-ear do I know

of pain ! effigies cold, cold gloom ! of black-weeded

'd Phantoms

Why
Is my To
see

ye ?
essence

why
thus these I too

have

seen

pools! ye ? why
?

eternal and
is
to

distraught
horrors
to fall ?
new

behold

Saturn Am

fallen,am

I to leave

this haven

of my

rest,

This This These

cradle calm

this soft clime, of my glory, of blissful light, luxuriance

Of all

and pure fanes. crystalline pavilions, lucent empire ? It is left my any haunt

Deserted, void, nor


The

of mine.

and the symmetry, blaze, the splendour, 1 cannot but darkness, death and darkness. see
"

Even The

here, into my

centre
come

of repose.

shady
!
"

visions

to

domineer,
my

Insult, and
Fall

blind, and

stifle up
and her of my

pomp

"

No, by Tellus
frontier fiery
a

briny robes

Over

the

realms

I will advance Shall


And He
scare

terrible

rightarm
his throne

that infant

thunderer, rebel Jove,

bid old Saturn

take

again."
heavier
came

spake,and ceased, the while a Held with his throat, but struggle
For
as

threat

not

forth

in theatres increases

of crowded
more

men

Hubbub So
at

they

call out

**

Hush

"

Hyperion'swords
from
the

the Phantoms

pale
cold
;

Bestirred And
A At

themselves, thrice horrible and


mirror'd
as

level where
a

he

stood

mist

arose,

from

scummy
an

marsh. agony
the
crown,

this, through all his bulk


the

Crept gradual,from
Like
a

feet and

unto

lithe serpent vast slow way, with

muscular and neck convulsed

Making

head

HYPERION.

193

From

over-strained
the
eastern

To

might. Released, he fled gates, and full six dewy hours


in
season

Before He

the

dawn

due

should

blush,
wide

breathed them
on

fierce breath
of

the sleepyportals, against

Clear'd

Suddenly
The

vapours, burst them the ocean's chilly streams.

heavy

of clouds ; curtaining Not therefore veiled quite, blindfold, and hid. and anon the glancingspheres, But ever colure, Circles, and arcs, and broad-belting Glow'd through, and wrought upon the mufflingdark from the nadir deep Sweet-shapedlightnings

planetorb Each day from Spun round in

whereon of fire,
east to west

he

rode

the heavens

through,

sable

Up
Then
Won

to

Which

old, hieroglyphics sages and keen-eyed astrologers livingon the earth, with labouring thought
the

zenith

"

from

the gaze
what marble

of many
we

centuries
on

Now
Of

lost,save
stone,
or

find
;

remnants

huge

import gone. Their wisdom long since fled. Two wings this orb Possess'd for glory, fair argent wings. two Ever exalted at the God's approach : from forth the gloom their plumes immense And now, Rose, one by one, till all outspreaded were ; While still the dazzling globe maintain'd eclipse. Awaiting for Hyperion's command.
swart

their

Fain
And

would

he

have

commanded,

fain took

throne

day begin,if but for change. He might not : No, though a primeval God The sacred seasons might not be disturb 'd. of the dawn the operations Therefore here 'tis told. as Stay'd in their birth, even silver wings expanded sisterly. Those
bid the
"

Eager

to

sail their orb

the

porcheswide

194

HYPERION.

Open'd
And the

upon

the

dusk

demesnes

of

night;

woes, brightTitan, frenzied with new to bend, by hard Unused compulsion bent of the time ; His spirit to the sorrow

And

all

along a

dismal
of in

rack

of clouds, and

Upon
He

the

boundaries

day

night,
radiance
stars

stretch'd himself
as

and grief

faint.

There
Look'd Of

he

lay,the
on

Heaven

with its

down

him

with

pity,and

the voice

Coelus, from
0

the universal

Thus
*'

And
All

low and ear : whisper'd of my children dear, earth-bora brightest Son of Mysteries ! sky-engender'd, unrevealed
met at
even

space, in his solemn

to

the powers

! at whose thy creating joys And soft, sweet, and pleasures palpitations and whence how they came I, Coelus, wonder ; And at the fruits thereof what shapes they be, Distinct, and visible ; symbols divine.

Which

Manifestations Diffused
Of
unseen

of that

beauteous

life

Of

throughouteternal space ; child these new-form'd art thou, oh brightest ! these, thy brethren and the Goddesses
is sad
son

There Of
I To

among his sire. against

feud

ye, and I
saw

rebellion
him

fall,
!

saw me

from my firstborn tumbled his arms to were spread, way


wox

his throne
me

his voice round face. fear there is Gods.


:

Found

from

forth the
in vapours

thunders
hid my

his head

Pale
Art For

I, and
near

thou, too,
I have ye
seen were

such
my
sons

doom
most

? vague unlike

Divine
In sad

created, and

divine

demeanour, solemn, undisturb'd,


:

Unruffled, like high Gods, ye lived and ruled Now I behold in you fear, hope, and wrath ;

196

HYPERION.

BOOK

II.

Just

at the

self-same

beat of Time's rustled Thea bruised

wide

wings

Hyperion
And Where Saturn

slid into the

air,
that

gain'dwith Cybele and the


den

sad

place
mourn'd.

Titans

It

was

where
on

no

light insulting
tears ; where

Could

glimmer

their

their
roar

own

groans

They felt,but
Of thunderous

heard

not, for the and

solid

waterfalls

torrents

hoarse,
seem'd

bulk, uncertain where. Pouring a constant Crag juttingforth to crag, and rocks that Ever if just rising from a as sleep,
Forehead And Made Instead Couches
Stubborn Some thus
a

to

forehead

held

their monstrous

horns

in thousand

hugest phantasies
this nest flint of
woe.

fit

roofingto

of thrones, hard
of

rugged stone,
iron.

and

they sat upon. slatyridge


not

'd with

All

were some

assembled

chain'd

in torture, and
and

wandering.

Coeus, and

Gyges,
more,

Briareiis,

Typhon,
With Were

and

Dolor, and
the

Porphyrion,
in

many

brawniest

assault.
;

pent in regionsof laborious


in opaque clenched teeth

breath

Dungeon'd
Their Lock'd Without up
a

element

to

keep
'd,and
all their limbs screw'd
;

still clench

like veins

of metal,

motion,

save

Heaving

in

pain, and

cramp'd and of their big hearts convulsed horribly

HYPEEION.

197

feverous, boilinggurge sanguine, Mnemosyne was strayingin the world


With
Far And But from many her
moon

of
; ;

pulse.

had

Phoebe
to
roam

wander'd

else

were

free

abroad,
covert

for the main, here

found

they
one
a

drear.

Scarce

images
and

of

life, one

here,
like forlorn

there,

Lay
Of

vast

edgeways ;
a

dismal
moor,

cirque

Druid

stones, upon

When
In

the chill rain

begins at
and their

shut

of eve,

dull November,
heaven
one

chancel

vault.

The
Each Or

word
was

Creiis

throughout night. kept shroud, nor to his neighbour gave look, or action of despair. or one ; his ponderous iron mace
and
a

is blinded itself,

Lay by him,
Told

shatter 'd rib of rock

of his rage, ere he thus sank and pined. lapetus another ; in his grasp, A serpent's plashy neck ; its barbed tongue

Squeezed
Dead
Its Next As
;

from

and

the gorge, and all its uncurl'd length because the creature could not spit
the
;

poison in
Cottus

eyes

of he

prone

conqueringJove. lay,chin uppermost.


the open flint mouth him

though
eyes

in

pain ;

for still upon

He And

ground

severe

his

skull, with Oaf,

at horrid

working.
enormous

Nearest

Asia, born
Who
cost

of

most

her mother
than
woe

Tellus
any
was

keener
of her

pangs.
:

Though feminine, More thought than


For

sons

in her

prophesyingof her And in her wide imaginationstood and high rival fanes Palm-shaded temples, By Oxus or in Ganges' sacred isles. Even as Hope upon her anchor leans,
she
was

dusky face. glory;

So leant she,

not

so

fair,upon

tusk

198

HYPERION.

Shed
Above

from

the broadest
on a

of her

elephants.
shelve,
and
mild
;

her,

crag's uneasy
; once

Upon
As Now He Was Not To Not

his elbow

raised, all prostrate else,


tame

Shadow'd

Enceladus

grazing ox

unworried

in the meads

wroth, tiger-passion'd, lion-thoughted, and even meditated, plotted, now in that second war. hurling mountains Gods 'd,that scared the younger long delay
hide themselves Atlas
in forms
; and

of beast him

and

bird.

far hence

beside

prone

Phorcus, the sire of Gorgons. Oceanus, and Tethys, in whose


Sobb'd

Clymene among her In midst of all lay Themis, at the feet from Of Ops the queen all clouded round sight ; No than when more shape distinguishable, Thick night confounds the pine-topswith the clouds
And For

Neighbour'dclose lap tangledhair.

wings are air-ward spread, Who chant shall delay her flight she must ? And had climb'd Of Saturn, and his guide, who now With from a depth damp and slippery footing
the

many when

else whose muse's

names

may

not

be

told.

More Their Till Then


on

horrid heads

still. Above

sombre

cliff grew
ease
:

appear 'd,and up their stature the level height their steps found her
nest
on

spread abroad of this Upon the precincts fix'd her eye And sidelong
Thea There
At Of
war
saw

trembling arms
of

pain,
face
:

Saturn's

she

with

direst strife ; the supreme all the frailty of grief.

God

revenge. rage, of fear, anxiety,

Remorse,

spleen,hope, but most of all despair. Against these plagues he strove in vain ; for Fate Had pour'd a mortal oil upon his head,

HYPEEION.

199

poison: so that Thea, disanointing and let him kept her still, Affrighted,
A

pass

First onwards

in, among
mortal

the fallen tribe.

As Is

with

us

men,

the laden fever'd


more,

heart

persecutedmore,
it is

and

When Where So

nighingto
hearts
are as

the

mournful

house
same

other

sick of the into the sunk

bruise

Saturn,
that he

he walk'd
would

midst,
among the rest,

Felt But Whose Came


*'

and faint,
met

have

Enceladus's

eye, of and
"

and awe mightiness, like an inspiration ;

him,

at

once

he shouted,
at

Titans, behold
started
on

Some

! your God their feet ; wail'd


"

which

some

groan'd;
;

some

also shouted with

Some And

wept,
her

some

all bow'd folded

reverence;

her Ops, uplifting

black

veil,
wan,

pale cheeks, and all her forehead Her eyebrows thin and jet,and hollow eyes. is a roaring in the bleak-grown There pines
Show'd When Winter lifts his voice
when
a

there is

noise

Among
With His

immortals

God
he

givessign.
means

how hushing finger,

to

load

tongue with the full weight of utterless thought, With : thunder, and with music, and with pomp
Such
noise is like the it
ceases roar

of

bleak-grown pines ;
world,

Which,
No

when

in this mountain'd
;

other

sound

succeeds

but

ceasing here.
voice therefrom

Among
Grew up

these

fallen, Saturn's

like organ, that begins anew other harmonies, stopt Its strain, when Leave Thus Which

short,

the dinn'd grew


I find it up
own :
"

air
**

silverly. vibrating
Not in my
own

sad breast. out,


:

is its

great judge and

searcher be thus

Can

reason

why

ye should

200

HYPERION.

Not

in the

legendsof
that

the first of

Studied
Which

from

old

starry Uranus
from the

days, book spirit-leaved with fingerbright


of darkness, when the
waves

Saved

shores

Low-ebb'd And
For Not the

stillhid it up in shallow I ever which book ye know firm-based


nor

gloom ; kept
infirm !

my

footstool

"

Ah,

there,

in

sign,symbol, or portent
air, and three, fire,
"

Of element, earth, water, At


One
war,

at peace,

or or

inter-quarrelling
two,
or or

againstone,
several
one

all.
m

againstthe other three, rain-floods As fire with air loud warring when Drown both, and press them both againstearth's face, Where, finding a quadruplewrath sulphur, Unhinges the poor world ; not in that strife, I take strange lore, and read it deep. Wherefrom Can I find reason why ye should be thus : unriddle, though I search, No, nowhere can
"

Each

And
Even

pore
to

on

Nature's

universal

scroll

swooning, why ye. Divinities, The first-born of all shaped and palpable Gods, Should beneath what, in comparison, cower Is untremendous might. Yet ye are here, and batter'd,ye are O'erwhelm'd, and spurn'd,
0

here !

Titans, shall I say

Arise
"

!'

"

Ye

Ye Shall I say * Crouch ! 0 Heaven wide ! 0 unseen

'

groan.

groan What

can

I then ?

parent dear !
Gods,
!

What
How 0

can we

I ?
can

Tell how

me,

all ye brethren

war,

engine our

great wrath

speak your counsel now, for Saturn's ear Is all a-hunger'd. Thou, Oceanus, Ponderest high and deep ; and in thy face
1 see,

astonied, that
comes

severe

content
:

Which

of

thought and musing

giveus help !

"

HYPERION.

201

So ended

Saturn

and
no

the God Athenian

of the Sea, grove.

Sophistand sage, in But cogitation


Arose, with locks
In
murmurs,

from

his watery shades,


not

oozy,

and

which

his first

began. endeavouring tongue


sands.
!

Caught
**

infant-like from

the far-foamed

wrath consumes ye, whom Writhe at defeat, and nurse 0

who, passion-stung,

your

agonies !
ears.

Shut

up

your

senses, not
a

stifle up
unto

your
ire.

My
Yet How

voice is

bellows

listen,ye who
ye,
in

will, whilst I bring proof


be
content
to

And

must perforce, the proof much

stoop

comfort

will I

give,

If ye will take that comfort in its truth. of Nature's fall by course We law, not force Of

thunder,
for this

or

of Jove.

Great

Saturn, thou
;

Hast

sifted well the atom-universe


reason,

But
"

that

thou

art

the

King,

And One

only blind
avenue was

from

sheer

shaded

supremacy. from thine eyes.


to

Through
And So

which

I wander'd
wast not

eternal

truth.

thou first, as
art thou
art not

the first of powers,


be.

the

last

; it cannot

Thou From

not

the

chaos

and

beginning nor the parentaldarkness

end.
came

Light, the
That
Was

first fruits of that

intestine broil. for wondrous ends

sullen ferment, which

in itself. The ripe hour came, ripening and lightengendering And with it light, forthwith touch'd producer, Upon its own The

whole
that

enormous

matter
our

into life.

Upon
The Then

very hour, and the Heavens thou

parentage. manifest Earth, were


we

first-born, and

the and

giant-race.
beauteous realms

Found

ourselves

rulingnew

202

HYPERION.

Now
0

comes

the

pain of truth, to

whom

'tis pain

! for to bear all naked truths, folly And to envisage circumstance, all calm, That is the top of sovereignty. Mark well As Than Heaven

and
and show

Earth

are

fairer,fairer far

Chaos
as we

blank

Darkness,
that

though
and

once

chiefs

And
In

beyond

Heaven

Earth

shape compact and beautiful, In will,in action free, companionship, And thousand other signsof purer life ; So on heels a fresh perfection treads, our A power of us more strong in beauty,bom
And In

form

and

fated

to

excel

us,

as

we
:

pass
nor are us we

glory that Thereby more


Of

old Darkness
conquer

'd than

by

the rule

Chaos. Say, doth the dull soil shapeless Quarrel with the proud forests it hath fed. And feedeth still, more comely than itself? of green groves ? Can it deny the chiefdom
Or

shall the
it

tree

be

envious hath

of the snowy

dove

wings wherewithal and find its joys ? To wander fair boughs We such forest-trees, and our are Have bred forth, not pale solitary doves.
who do tower eaglesgolden-feather'd, in their beauty,and must Above us reign In rightthereof ; for 'tis the eternal law be first in might : That first in beauty should Yea, by that law, another race may drive
But

Because

cooeth, and

conquerors Have ye beheld

Our

to

mourn

as

we

do

now.

the

young
Have

God
ye
seen

of the

Seas,

My
Have

? dispossessor ye noble

his face ?

beheld

his chariot, foam'd


creatures

along
made
?

By
1

winged
on

he hath
waters

saw

him

the calmed

scud,

204

HYPERION.

And
0 And The Just

murmur'd

into
more

it,and

made

melody

"

melody
with

no

poor dull shell's echo, from


an opposite,

I sang, skill let pass into the breeze


a

! for while

bowery
sea.

strand

island of the
with

There
That

came

enchantment drown and

the

wind shifting
ears.

did both my
wave

keep
sense

alive my

1 threw

And With
A

shell away upon fill'dit,as my


new

the

sand.
was

fill'd

that

blissful

in death was living Each familyof rapturous That

golden melody. each gush of sounds,


hurried
notes.
at once,

fell, one
then

after

one,

yet all
another

Like And
Each

pearlbeads droppingsudden
another, then
a

from

their

: string

strain,

like

dove

With To Of And

music hover

its olive perch. leaving wing'dinstead of silent plumes,


my

round

head, and

make

me

sick

joy
I

and
was

at once. grief stopping up

Grief my

overcame,
ears.

frantic of my

When,
A

past all hindrance


came

trembling hands,
than all tune.

voice

sweeter,
*

sweeter

Apollo! The morning-bright Apollo ! young Apollo ! I fled, it follow'd me, and cried Apollo !
young
*
'

And

still it cried,

Apollo !

'

Father, and

Brethren
! 0

! had

ye

felt

Those Ye

pains of
not

mine

Saturn, hadst

thou

felt.
!
"

would

call this too thus

indulged tongue
be heard

Presumptuous, in
So

venturingto
on,

far her voice flow'd

like timorous

brook

That, lingeringalong a pebbled coast.


Doth fear to meet the
sea
:

but

sea

it met.

And Of

shudder'd

for the

overwhelming

voice
:

huge

Enceladus

swallow 'd it in wrath

HYPERION.

205

The

like sullen waves ponderous syllables, hollows of reef-rocks, In the half-glutted Came booming thus, while still upon his arm from supreme He lean'd ; not rising, contempt.
**

Or
to

shall
the

we over-

listen

to

the

over-

wise,
?

Or Not

foolish
on

giant,Gods
armoury these than

thunderbolt rebel Jove's world


on

thunderbolt, till all


whole
upon
were

That Not Could


In

spent,

world

shoulders

piled.

agonise me
!
roar

more

baby-words
horrible.
ye

midst

of this dethronement ! shout !

Speak
Do ye

yell!

sleepyTitans

all.

forgetthe blows, the buffets vile ? ? Are ye not smitten by a youngling arm sham Monarch of the Waves, thou forget, Dost Thy scaldingin the seas ? What ! have I roused Your spleenswith so few simple words as these ? I see ye are not lost : 0 joy ! for now I see 0 joy ! for now thousand a eyes for revenge." As this he said, Wide glaring
"

He

lifted up

his stature intermission

vast, and

stood,
:

Still without
**

speaking thus
how

Now

ye

are

flames, I '11 tell you

to

burn,

And

How And

enemies ; purge the ether of our to feed fierce the crooked stingsof fire,

singe away the swollen clouds of Jove, in its tent. that puny essence Stifling
let him
feel the

0 For

evil he hath

done

Oceanus's lore, though I scorn than loss of Much pain have I for more calm The days of peace and slumberous Those days,all innocent of scathing war, When Came That all the fair Existences
of heaven
we

realms
are

fled

open-eyedto
was

before

our

guess what brows were

would

speak :
"

taught to frown,

206

HYPERION.

Before That

our was

knew lips before


we

else but
knew

solemn

sounds

Victory,might
And
Our

be

be ye mindful

winged thing, lost,or might be won. that Hyperion,


still is

the

brother, brightest

undisgraced
"

Hyperion, lo

! his radiance

is here

"

All eyes were Enceladus's face. on And they beheld, while still Hyperion'sname Flew
A

from

his

lipsup
across saw

to the

vaulted

rocks,
:
_

gleam pallid

his features

stern

savage, for he Wroth himself. as


And But in each

Not

full many God a He look'd upon them


saw a

I
all.

face he

gleam

of

light.

hoar locks in Saturn's, whose splendider Shone about a keel like the bubbling foam When the prow sweeps into a midnight cove In pale and silver silence they remain'd, Till suddenly a splendour, like the morn. Pervaded all the beetlinggloomy steeps, All

the sad every every all the

spaces

of oblivion.

And
And

gulf,and every chasm old, height,and every sullen depth,


or

Voiceless,
And

hoarse

with

loud

tormented

streams

cataracts. everlasting far and near. And all the headlong torrents Mantled and huge shade. before in darkness it terrible. and made Now the light saw It was Hyperion : a granitepeak His bright feet touch 'd,and there he staid to The misery his brilliance had betray 'd To the most hateful seeing of itself.
"

view

Golden

his hair of short Numidian


his
a shape majestic,

curl,
shade the bulk

Regal
In

vast

midst

of his

own

like brightness,

HYPERION.

207

Of
To

Memnon's who too,

image
travels
mournful his

at

the the

set

of

sun

one

from

dusking
Memnon's

East

Sighs,
He He

as

as

that

harp,

utter'd,

while

hands,
and in the

contemplative,
silence fallen of
stood.

press'd

together,
seized

Despondence
At

again

Gods

sight
many

of

the
hid

dejected
their faces

King
from

Day,
the his

And
But

light
eyes

fierce the

Enceladus
brotherhood and

sent

forth

Among

and,
too,

at

their

glare,

Uprose
And
To

lapetus,
Phorcus,

Creiis and his

sea-born,
he

together
eminence. old

strode

where those

tower'd four
shouted the

on

There

forth

Saturn's
'*

name

Hyperion
Saturn In
sat

from

peak
Mother

loud
of

answer'd,
the

Saturn

"

near

the

Gods,
all

whose from

face their

was

no

joy,

though
the

the

Gods
of
"

Gave

hollow

throats

name

Saturn

"

208

HYPERION.

BOOK

III.

Thus Amazed
0 For A

in alternate
were

uproar
Titans ! 0
to

and

sad peace, them their dire


!

those

utterly.
to
woes
:

leave them, Muse thou


art

leave

weak

sing such

tumults

best befits sorrow solitary and antheming a lonelygrief. Thy lips,

Leave

them,
a

Muse

! for thou

anon

wilt find

Many

fallen old
in vain

Divinity
about be wilder 'd shores.

Wandering
Meantime And In For Flush Let And Float
Let
not
a

touch wind

piouslythe Delphic harp,


of heaven
from but

will breathe flute


verse.

aid soft warble lo ! 'tis for the

the Dorian
of all
a

Father

everything that hath the rose glow intense


let the clouds
in

vermeil
warm

hue,
the

and
and

air,

of

even

of

morn

fleeces voluptuous within


the

o'er the

hills

gobletboil. Cold as a bubbling well ; let faint-lipp'd shells, sands or in great deeps,vermilion On turn let the maid Through all their labyrinths ; and Blush kiss surprised. warm keenly, as with some Chief isle of the embowered Cyclades, Rejoice,0 Delos, with thine olives green, And and lawn-shading palms, and beech, poplars, In which the Zephyr breathes the loudest song,
And

the red wine

hazels

thick

dark-stemm'd

beneath

the shade

HYPERION.

209

Apollois
Where Stood
was

once

more

the
the

golden theme
Giant

he, when

of the Sun

of his peers ? amid the sorrow bright, Togetherhad he left his mother fair And his twin-sister sleepingin their bower. wander'd forth in the morning twilight And

Beside Full

the osiers of

rivulet.

in lilies of the vale. ankle-deep The had ceased, and a few stars nightingale in the heavens, while the thrush Were lingering Began calm-throated. Throughout all the isle There
was
no

covert,

no

retired

cave

by the murmurous heard in Though scarcely


He
Went

Unhaunted

noise

of

waves,

and he wept, listen'd, down trickling


with the

a green recess. many and his brighttears

golden bow
eyes cumbrous

he held.

Thus While With And Which

half-shut suffused beneath


some

he stood,

from solemn there

boughs
came,

hard

by

step

an

awful

Goddess

was

purport in
while thou

her

looks for him, read said


sea :

he with

eager guess

the Perplex'd,
**

began to melodiouslyhe
the unfooted and

How hath

camest

over

Or

that

antiquemien
heard
those

robed
till now

form
?

Moved
Sure The In The

in these I have fallen

vales invisible

vestments

sweeping o'er
sat

leaves, when
forest.

I have

alone

cool mid

rustle of those

Surely T have traced ample skirts about


the flowers

These

grassy solitudes,and seen Lift up their heads, as still the Goddess And
Or
**

whisper pass'd.
eyes

! I have

beheld

those

before, face.

their eternal I have

calm, and
"
"

all that

dream'd." dream'd

Yes," said the supreme


me

shape,
p

Thou

hast

of

and

awaking up

210

HYPERION.

Didst Whose

find

lyreall golden by thy side, all stringstouch'd by thy fingers,


a ear

the vast

Unwearied Listened
Of in
new

of the
and

whole

universe the birth

pain

at pleasure

such

tuneful

wonder. weep,
so

Is 't not

strange
Tell sad
me,

That What

thou
sorrow

shouldst thou

gifted?
;
:

youth,

canst
a

feel
tear

for I

am

When
To The From
one

thou

dost shed
in this

explainthy griefs
hath been of

who

lonely isle

watcher
the

of

Pluck'd Could
Show Who For Of

young witless the

thy sleepand hours day when first thy


weak

life.

infant hand
arm

flowers, till thine


ancient Power

bend

that bow heart's

heroic to all times.


to
an

thy
hath

secret

forsaken

old

and

sacred
for the

thrones sake

propheciesof thee,
loveliness sudden new-bom."

and
"

With

scrutinyand
the
on

Apollo then. gloomless eyes,


melodious
**

Thus

answer'd, while his white


with is
: syllables
"

throat
!
;

Throbb'd

Mnemosyne
not
so

Thy Why Why


Would And

name

my

tongue, I know
what show

how

should

I tell thee I strive


no

thou what
For

well

seest

should
come

to

from

thy lips
:

mystery ?

me,

dark, dark.
eyes

vile painful

I strive to

oblivion seals my I am search wherefore


numbs my

so

sad.
; moan,

Until
And

melancholy
upon who
the
once

limbs

then
one

Like Feel Yields

grass I sit,and had wings. 0


"

why

should

cursed
to

and

thwarted, when
turf

the

air liegeless I

my

? why should step aspirant


as

Spurn
Goddess
Are

the

green

hateful

to

my

feet ?

benign ! pointforth some there not other regions than


are

unknown
this isle ?
sun.

thing
sun

What

the stars?

There

is the

the

212

HYPERION.

During
Her
arms

the

pain
as one

Mnemosyne
who

upheld
At
"

prophesied.
lo
*

length
limbs
*

Apollo
Celestial

shriek'd
*

and
"

from
*

all

his

MISCELLANEOUS

POEMS.

What Than

more

felicity enjoy

can

fall with Fate

to

creature

to

delight

liberty? of
the

Butterfly."

Spe^skil,

DEDICATION.

"

"

"

TO

LEIGH

HUNT,

ESQ.

Glory For No Into No In

and
if

Loveliness
wander incense
to out

have
in do the

pass'd early
we see

away
morn,

we

wreathed the crowd


east

upborne

meet

smiling

day
and of
to

of

nymphs
baskets

soft-voiced

young
corn,

and

gay,

woven

bringing
and in

ears

Roses,
The But And That Pan A in is shrine there I

and of

pinks,
Flora left

violets,
her

adorn

early
as

May.
as

are

delights
bless under my

high destiny. pleasant

these.

shall time

ever

when

trees

no

longer

sought,
I

I could

feel

free,

leafy
With

luxury,
these

seeing
poor

please
a
man

offerings,

like

thee.

Places

of nestling

green

for

poets

made.

Story of

Rimini.

STOOD

tiptoe upon
air the
was

little hill,
so

The That Pull Their Had

cooling, and
buds
in

very with
curve

still.
a

sweet

which

modest

pride

droopingly,

slanting
and

aside,

scanty-leaved,
not

finely-tapering stems,
diadems of the
as morn.

yet lost their


from the
were

starry

Caught
The And On
A

early sobbing
pure the and clear white brook

clouds fresh the

flocks

new-shorn,

from

sweetly they slept


then there

blue

fields

of heaven, noise among that

and the

crept

little noiseless of the


not

leaves,
heaves
be
seen

Born For Of

very

sigh
that

silence

the

faintest

motion slanted

could o'er the

all the
was

shades wide

the

green. eye.

There To Far And To Of Or peer

wandering
upon horizon's dwindled the

for

greediest

about the the


out

variety ; crystal air edgings


and
to

round
trace

skim.
;

of its brim

picture
a

quaint

curious

bending
:

fresh the

woodland

alley never-ending
clefts, and

by

bowery
the

leafy shelves,
refresh themselves.

Guess I As Had And


So I

where

jaunty
and felt

streams
as

gazed awhile, though


the upon

light, and
of
I
was

free

fanning wings
my heels
to
:

Mercury light-hearted,
started
a

play'd
many

pleasures

my
to

vision

straightway began

pluck
soft

posy rosy.

Of

luxuries

bright, milky,

and

MISCELLAI^EOUS

POEMS.

215

bush
sure

of
no
a

May-flowers with
tasteful nook

the bees about


be without

them

Ah,
And And

could

them

let let

lush laburnum

grass grow Moist, cool and green ; and

long

them, oversweep round the roots, to


shade
in

keep

them

the violets,

That

they may

bind

the

moss

leafynets.

And

with filbert-hedge clumps of woodbine


their
summer

wild-briar overtwined.

takingthe
; there
a

soft wind
too

Upon
The That

thrones

should

be

of frequent-chequer with
a score

youngling tree,

shoots light green brethren From of aged roots : the quaint mossiness of clear waters, Round which is heard a spring-head Babbling so wildlyof its lovely daughters. The spreading blue-bells : it may haply mourn That such fair clusters should be rudely torn From their fresh beds, and scatter'd thoughtlessly By infant hands, left on the path to die.
of

Open
Ye

afresh your round ardent marigolds!


from up the moisture great Apollo bids in these many when

of starry folds,

Dry
For That On

your

golden lids,

And

days your praisesshould be sung harps, which he has lately strung ; again your dewiness he kisses.
you
rove

Tell him, I have


So

haply

when

in my world of blisses in some far vale.


come

His

mighty voice
are

may

upon

the

gale.
a : flight

Here With

sweet

peas,

on

for tiptoe

wings
bind them

of

gentle flush
all about

o'er delicate

white,

And To

at all things, taper fingers catching

with

tinyrings.

216

MISCELLA.NEOUS

POEMS.

bending planks Linger awhile upon some streamlet's That lean against a rushy banks, Nature's gentle doings : watch intently And cooings. They will be found softer than ringdoves'
How Not

silent
the

comes

the water

round

that bend

whisper does it send sallows : blades of grass To the o'erhanging the chequer'd shadows Slowly across pass. Why you might read two sonnets, ere they reach To where the hurryingfreshnesses aye preach o'er their pebbly beds ; A natural sermon
minutest Where
swarms

of minnows
wavy

show

their little heads, streams,

Stayingtheir
To
taste

bodies

the 'gainst
beams

the

luxury of
sweet
on

sunny How

Temper'd
With

with coolness.
own

they

ever

wrestle nestle

their

Their If you
That But

silver bellies
but very
turn

and ever delight, the pebbly sand


out

hold scantily instant your


not
one

the hand. will remain


;

eye, and

The And
The

seem ripples

they are there again. rightglad to reach those cresses,


among the emerald
tresses ;

cool themselves while

they

cool themselves,

they freshness
:

give.

And

moisture, that the bowery green may live of favours. So keeping up an interchange

Like

in the truth of their behaviours. good men Sometimes one by one will drop goldfinches From low-hung branches : little space they stop But sip,and twitter,and their feathers sleek ;

Then
Or

off

at

once,

as

in

wanton

freak

perhaps, to show their black and golden wings, Pausing upon their yellow flutterings.
Were That I in such
a

nought

less

I sure place, sweet, might


a

should

pray

Than

the soft rustle of

call my maiden's gown

thoughtsaway,

MISCELLANEOUS

POEMS.

217

Fanning
Than the

away

the dandelion's

down

; toes

lightmusic of her Patting againstthe sorrel as


How she

nimble she

goes.
to be

would

start, and
innocence

blush, thus
of

caught

Playing in
O let
me

all her

thought !
look
; ;

lead her her

Watch O

gently o'er the brook, lipsand downward half-smiling


one

let
me

me

for
one

moment to me,

touch
her may

her wrist

Let And
Her What O'er O'er But

moment

list ; breathing
she often
turn

as

she leaves

fair eyes
next

lookingthrough her locks auburne. a tuft of evening primroses,


may hover take
a

which
which that

the mind
it well 'tis ever

till it dozes

might
startled

pleasantsleep,

leap Of buds into ripe flowers ; or by the flitting Of divers moths, that aye their rest are quitting ; Or by the moon her silver rim lifting with a gradualswim Above a cloud, and Coming into the blue with all her light. O Maker of sweet poets ! dear delight Of this fair world and all its gentle livers ; rivers, Spangler of clouds, halo of crystal Mingler with leaves, and dew and tumbling streams, Closer of lovelyeyes to lovelydreams. Lover of loneliness, and wandering, Of upcast eye, and tender pondering! I praiseabove Thee all other glories must That smile us on to tell delightful stories.
by
For But In We what

the

sage or poet write of Nature's light the fair paradise ? calm the
a

has

made

the

the
see

grandeur waving of
tale is

of

sober

line,

the

mountain

pine ;
*

And We

when

feel the

staid. beautifully of a hawthorn safety glade

218

MISCELLANEOUS

POEMS.

wings, : The soul is lost in pleasant smotherings brush against our faces, Fair dewy roses And vases floweringlaurels springfrom diamond the jasmine and sweet-briar, O'erhead see we And bloomy grapes laughingfrom green attire ; bubbles While feet,the voice of crystal at our
When it is

moving

on

luxurious

Charms So that

us we

at

once

away

from

all

our

troubles

feel

from uplifted

the world. curl'd.

Walking
On What

upon the white clouds wreath'd and So felt he, who first told how Psyche went the smooth wind
to

realms

of wonderment when their full

Psyche felt,and Love,


;

First touch'd

what

amorous

They
And
The

gave
how

each

other's each

cheeks

lips and fondling nips all their sighs. ; with


tremulous
"

they kist

other's

eyes

:
"

silver

lamp,
" "

the ravishment
"

the wonder

The Their
To

darkness
woes

loneliness

the fearful thunder up Jove's throne.


to

gone

by, and

both

heaven

flown,

before gratitude the boughs aside, So did he feel,who pull'd That we might look into a forest wide. To catch a glimpse of Fauns, and Dryades Coming with softest rustle through the trees ; of flowers wild, and sweet, And garlandswoven feet : Upheld on ivorywrists,or sporting Telling us how fair tremblingSyrinx fled

bow

for

Arcadian Poor

Pan, with such


"

fearful dread. find

how did he weep to Nymph, poor Pan, sighingof the wind Nought but a lovely Along the reedy stream ! a half-heard strain, desolation Full of sweet balmy pain.
" "

What Narcissus

first inspired a bard

of old to

piningo'er

the untainted

sing ? spring

220

MISCELLANEOUS

POEMS.
.

The
But

incense

went

to

her
was

own

starry dwelling.
as

though
she

her

face

Though
The

stood
at

infants' eyes, smilingo'er the sacrifice,


so

clear

poet wept
that such in fine wrath

her

piteousfate,

Wept
So

beauty should be desolate : some golden sounds he won,

And

gave

meek

Cynthia her Endymion.


air ; thou
most

Queen
Of all the
As So 0

of the wide

lovelyqueen
seen

thou
every

that mine eyes have brightness exceedest all thingsin thy shine,

tale, does this


of wonder of

sweet

tale of thine.
I

for three words


one

honey, that

Tell but

thy bridal

might night !

their keels, to show shipsdo seem his mighty wheels. Phoebus awhile delay'd turn'd to smile upon thy bashful eyes. And distant Ere The That he his
unseen

Where

pomp
was were

would
so

solemnise.

evening
men

weather

and bright,

clear,
;

of health

of unusual

cheer

at the trumpet'scall. Steppinglike Homer Or young Apollo on the pedestal : fair and warm. And were as lovelywomen As Venus lookingsideways in alarm.

The And
The

breezes

pure. half-closed lattices crept through


; it

were

ethereal, and

to

cure

languidsick
soothed them

cool'd their fever'd


full

And Soon

into slumbers
: clear-eyed nor

sleep, and deep.


with

thirsting, Nor with hot fingers, with temples bursting: nor And the wondering sight springing up, they met Of their dear friends, nigh foolish with delight ;
Who And feel their
on

they awoke

burn'd

arms,

and

breasts, and kiss, and

stare.

their

foreheads placid

part the hair.

MISCELLANEOUS

POEMS.

221

Young
With To And Until
see so

men

and held

maidens

at each

other

gazed,
;

hands

back, and

motionless, amazed
other's eyes
a

the

brightnessin each they stood, fill'd with


were
no

sweet

surprise.

their tongues

Therefore
But the

in poesy. lover did of anguish die : in that


never

loosed

soft numbers,

moment

spoken.
broken.

Made

silken ties,that
I cannot

may

be

Cynthia !
That Was there

tell the greater blisses

follow'd thine, and


a

thy
"

dear
now

kisses shepherd's
no

poet bom

But
no

more soar.

"

must My wandering spirit

farther

SPECIMEN

OF

AN

INDUCTION

TO

POEM.

Lo For Not But So Or

! I must

chivalry ; largewhite plumes are dancing in mine like the formal of latter days : crest bending in a thousand gracefulways ;
a

tell

tale of

eye.

that graceful,

it

seems

no

mortal

hand,

e'en the touch charm


them

of

Archimago's wand.
an

Could
We Some To

into such

attitude.

must

think

mood, rather, that in playful


breeze had of its turn'd its chief

mountain

delight

show

this wonder

Lo
For

! I must

while

Athwart Who From

the

gentlemight. tell a tale of chivalry ; the lance pointsslantingly muse, morning air : some lady sweet,
feel for cold her tender

cannot

feet,

the

worn

top of

some

old battlement defender


sent
;

Hails

it with

tears, her

stout

222

MISCELLANEOUS

POEMS.

And

from

her

own

Wraps
It is

round

her

Sometimes

when

joy dissembling, ample robe with happy trembling. the good knight his rest could take,
pure
no a

self

in reflected,clearly, the

lake,
it rests,

With And Ah
When

which boughs, 'gainst young ashen th' half-seen mossiness of linnets' nests. ! shall I the
ever

tell its

cruelty,
a

fire flashes from hand for very


more
a

warrior's

eye.

And And
Or

his tremendous

is

graspingit,
is knit ?

his dark when his

brow

wrath

with spirit, honours

calm

intent,
the

Leaps
And

to the

of

tournament.
about

makes
at

the gazers

round
of the
"

ring

Stare

the

grandeur
tones

balancing?
how

No,

no

! this is far off:

then of

shall I

Revive Which
In How

the

dying

linger yet about dark green ivy,and among wild larches sing the splendourof the revelries,
butts that

minstrelsy, long gothicarches.


?

When
And

of wine

are

drank

off

to

the

lees ?

brightlance, againstthe fretted wall. the shade of stately Beneath banneral. Is slung with shining cuirass, sword, and shield Where a see ye may spur in bloody field. with gentle paces damsels move Light-footed
Round Or

the wide
in

hall, and

show

their

happy
sevens

faces ;
:

stand

courtlytalk by
fair
stars
a

fives and

Like
Yet

those
must

that twinkle

in the heavens.

: chivalry Or wherefore that knight so proudlyby ? comes Wherefore more proudly does the gentleknight Rein in the swelling of his ample might ? Spenser ! thy brows are arched, open, kind,

I tell

tale of

And And

come

like

clear sun-rise my heart with

to

my

mind

always does

pleasuredance.

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POEMS.

223

: thy noble countenance Where never seen earthly yet was aught more Than the pure freshness of thy laurels green. Therefore, great bard, I not so fearfully Call on thy gentlespirit to hover nigh My daring steps : or if thy tender care.

When

I think

on

Thus Be

startled

unaware.

that the foot of other wight jealous Should madly follow that brightpath of light Traced by thy loved Libertas ; he will speak, And That tell thee

prayer is very I will follow with due reverence,


my with
awe

that

meek

And
Him To The

start

at

mine

own

strange pretence.

thou
see

wilt hear

; so

I will rest

wide

fair plains, the


eve,

trees, and

hope lawny slope ;


the flowers
;

in

morn,

the

the shade, light,

Clear

streams,

smooth

lakes, and

towers. overlooking

CALIDORE.
A FRAGMENT.

Young His To

Calidore healthful

paddlingo'er the spirit eager and awake


a

is

lake

feel the

beauty of

silent

eve.

Which The He And

happy world to leave. lightdwelt o'er the ^cene so lingeringly. bares his forehead to the cool blue sky.
seem'd
smiles
at

full loth this

the

far clearness

all

around,

Until
And

his heart
turns

is well

nigh overwound,
to

for calmness

the

pleasant green
that lean

Of easy

and shadowy slopes,

trees

224

MISCELLANEOUS

POEMS.

So
And

o'er elegantly
show
can

the waters'

brim

their blossoms his clear and

trim. nimble the

Scarce
The

freaks

and

of dartings

follow eyesight swallow, black-wing'd rest. breast


mark
anon,

Delightingmuch, to see it half at its wings and Dip so refreshingly


'Gainst The the smooth

surface,and

to

widening
now

circles into

nothing gone.
of his little boat
with easy
:

And Comes And

the with

up

sharp keel and ripple,


a

float,

into glides
are

bed

of water-lilies

Broad-leaved
Are Near

they, and
to

their white
the

canopies
dew.

upward
to
a

turn'd

catch

heavens'

point they grew ; Whence Calidore might have the goodliest view Of this sweet The bowery shore spot of earth. Went off in gentlewindings to the hoar
And
man breathing With a warm heart, and eye prepared to scan Nature's clear beauty,could pass lightly by Objects that look'd out so invitingly On either side. These, gentleCalidore them long before. Greeted, as he had known
:

little island's

blue light

mountains

but

no

view of swelling leafiness. sidelong Which in gold doth dress, the glad setting sun and anon, the joy outsprings, Whence, ever And scales upon the beauty of its wings. The and outworn. lonelyturret, shatter'd, Stands venerably proud ; too proud to mourn Its long-lost grandeur : fir-trees grow around, Aye droppingtheir hard fruit upon the ground. The little chapel, with the cross above, The

MISCELLANEOUS

POEMS.

225

Upholding wreaths
That And
on

of

the

windows

ivy ; the white dove, spreads his feathers light,


to

seems

from

purple clouds

wing

its

flight.

castingtheir soft shades the lake ; sequester'd Across leafyglades, of their twilight show That through the dimness the glow or foxgloves, Large dock-leaves, spiral the silvery Of the wild cat's-eyes, stems or Of delicate hirch-trees,or long grass which hems The A little brook. youth had long been viewing These things,and heaven was bedewing pleasant his glad senses mountain The flowers, when caught Ah ! it was A trumpet'ssilver voice. fraught With joys for him : the warder's ken many Had found white coursers prancing in the glen:
Green tufted islands Friends
So And very

dear

to

him
most

he

soon

will

see

pushes
soon

Deaf
Nor His

to

eagerly. along. upon the lake he skims first under-song ; the nightingale's
he the
white him
swans so

ofl"his boat

minds

that

dream

so

sweetlv

completely. he turns And now a juttingpoint of land, the castle gloomy and grand be seen Whence may will a bee buzz round two Nor swellingpeaches. the point of his lightshallopreaches Before marble Those steps that through the water dip : he goes with hasty trip, them Now over And scarcely stays to ope the foldingdoors : floors he leaps along the oaken Anon
Of halls and

flies spirit

before

corridors.

Delicious
That

sounds the

! those

little
azure

float about been

air

on

bright-eyed things wings,


the

Had

less heartfelt

by

him

than

clang

226

MISCELLANEOUS

POEMS.

Of

hoofs clattering
as

; into

the court

he sprang, loosen'd rein

Just Were While

two

noble

steeds, and
their necks the

twain, palfreys
with
;

slantingout
from

portcullis threatening What a kiss, They brought their happy burthens. What gentlesqueeze he gave each lady'shand I their delicate ankles spann'd! How tremblingly
Into how
sweet
a

beneath

trance

his soul

was

gone, feet
so

While Made Come


From

of affection whisperings him delayto let their tender


to

the

earth

with

an

incline his neck of

sweet

their low

o'er palfreys
were

they

bent

And
Or

whether that the feels


a

there

tears

evening
moisture

dew
on

had

languishment, 'd their tresses, pearl


blesses with

He With
All That

his cheek, and and

lipsthat tremble, the soft luxury


nestled
as some

glistening eye,

in his

arms.

Fair

wonder

out

Hung
And
As

from

his shoulder

dimpled hand, of fairy land, like the droopingflowers


A
summer

Of whitest

Cassia, fresh from


with
no

showers

this he fondled
if for

his

happy cheek.
seek
:

joy

he would
voice

further

good Sir Clerimond Came to his ear, like something from beyond His present being : so he gently drew with pulsesnew. His warm now thrilling arms, From their sweet thrall, and forward gently bending. that his joy was Heaven Thank'd never-ending ; he devoutlypress'd his forehead While 'gainst
When A
A

the kind

of

hand hand

Heaven that

made

to

succour

the

distress'd

from

the world's bleak for deeds of

promontory

Had

lifted Calidore

Glory.

Amid

the pages,

and

the

torches'

glare.

228

MISCELLANEOUS

POEMS.

Of

all unworthiness off

and

how

the

strong of
of
a

arm

Kept
From He

dismay, and : lovelywoman


each such
at

terror, and while


hand ardour

alarm

brimful
so

this, kiss,

gave had And


That

damsels

warm

manly
other

in his eye.

each then
as

look'd

: half-staringly

And Sweet

their features blue

started into smiles, o'er enchanted the forest


came. ;
;
:

heavens from

isles.

Softlythe breezes Softlythey blew


Clear
was

aside the

flame taper's

the the

Grateful

far bower song from Philomel's incense from the lime-tree flower

Mysterious,wild, the far-heard trumpet'stone in ether, all alone : Lovely the moon
Sweet
too

happy mortals. when the portals As that of busy spirits in the West that soft humming Are closing ; or We when hear around Hesperus is coming. Sweet be their sleep. ******
converse

the

of these

TO
ON

SOME
A

LADIES,
CURIOUS
SHELL.

RECEIVING

of nature exploring, though,while the wonders attend : I cannot footsteps mazy your light, Nor listen to accents, that almost adoring, Bless Cynthia'sface, the enthusiast's friend :
What

Yet

over

the steep, whence


you, kindest

the mountain-stream
rove

rushes,

With Mark

friends, in idea I

the

clear

its passionate gushes. tumbling crystal,

Its spray, that the wild flower

kindlybedews.

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POEMS.

229

Why Why
Ah
!

linger

ye

so,

the

wild

labyrinth
your

strolling
to

? ?

breathless,
you list
to to

unable
the

bliss

declare

nightingale's
in

tender

condoling,
air.

Responsive

sylphs,

the

moon-beamy

'Tis
I And To

morn,
see

and
you I
are

the

flowers
the you

with

dew
of
now

are

yet
sea

drooping,
:

treading
I
see

verge

the
are

now

ah,
up

it
"

just
intended

stooping
me.

pick

the

keepsake

for

If

cherub,

on

pinions
me
a

of gem

silver from

descending.
the
fretwork

Had And The

brought
smiles
with

of

Heaven

his of

star-cheering

voice

sweetly

blending,
;

blessings

Tighe

had

melodiously

given

It

had
Than

not

created

warmer

emotion

the

present,

fair

nymphs,

was

blest

with

from

you;

Than Which

the

shell,
the

from

the

bright
waves

golden
your

sands feet

of

the

ocean,

emerald

at

gladly

threw.

For,

indeed,
blissful

'tis

sweet

and who of such

peculiar

pleasure finds),

(And
To

is
a

he

happiness
hour
of

possess
In

but

span

the aerial

leisure

elegant,

pure,

and

minds.

230

MISCELLANEOUS

POEMS.

ON

RECEIVING

COPY

OF

VERSES

FROM

THE

SAME

LADIES.

Hast

thou
as as

from the the

the

caves

of Golconda,

Pure

Bright
When

that froze on the ice-drop humming-bird^sgreen diadem, sunbeams

gem mountain

it flutters in

that

shine

through a

fountain

wine ? gobletfor dark sparkling That goblet right heavy, and massy, and gold? And splendidlymark'd with the story divine
Hast

thou

Of

Armida

the

and Einaldo fair,

the

bold ?

Hast

thou

steed with
a

mane

Hast

thou
a

sword

that

Hast And

thou

trumpet

rich

? richly flowing thine enemy's smart melodies blowing?

is ?

wear'st thou

the shield of the famed

Britomartis

What

is it that

hangs
with

from
a

thy

shoulder

so

brave,

Embroider'd Is it And
a

many scarf that thy fair hastest thou


now

flower ? spring-peering lady gave ? bower ? to that fair lady's

Ah

! courteous

Sir the

Full

many

I will tell thee my


In

joy thou art crown Knight,with large that brighten thy youth ! glories abound blisses,which richly
to

'd ;

magicalpowers

bless and

to

soothe.

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POEMS.

231

On
A

this

scroll

thou

seest

written
a

in

characters and
a rare

fair
:

sun-beaming
warrior,

tale

of

wreath,
the

chain

And,
Of

it nurtures

property
the

charming
mark

my

mind

from

trammels

of

pain.

This

canopy

'tis the shade


was

w^ork

of

fay

Beneath When And

its rich

did

King

Oberon

languish,

lovely Titania
cruelly
oft would strains listen 'd ! left him

far, far away,


to
sorrow

and

anguish

There,
Wild

he
to

bring
which,

from

his

soft-sighinglute
the

spell-bound,
Heaven

nightingales

The

wondering
And
tears

spiritsof
the

were

mute.
oft

'raong
dome,

dewdrops

of

morning

glistened.

In

this

little

all those

melodies
for
ever

strange,
will

Soft, plaintive,and
Nor e'er will the
notes

melting,
from

sigh ; change.

their

tenderness die.

Nor

e'er will

the

music

of Oberon

So

when I

am

in

voluptuous vein,
on

pillow
list to

my

head

the

sweets

of the and sink the


to

rose,

And

the

tale of the

wreath,
then
I

chain.

Till

its echoes

depart
Eric

repose.

Adieu Full
I too In

! valiant many

! with

joy

thou

art

crown

'd,

the
my

glories that
to

brighten thy youth, richly


abound soothe.

have

blisses, which
powers

magical

bless, and

to

232

MISCELLANEOUS

POEMS.

TO

Hadst 0 Of

thou

lived in
had

days
been

of

old,

what

wonders

told

And
In In

countenance, thy lively thy humid eyes, that

dance

the midst
the

of their
fane thine

very

Over

which
out

Picture
In
a

each

dainty bend
the streaks

Like Or

brightness, of lightness ; eyebrows, leaning. lovelymeaning : they lie. the sky. across
own a

the feathers
on a

from

crow,

Fallen Of

bed

of

snow.

thy

dark

hair, that extends


:

Into As Turn And

bends graceful many the leaves of hellebore


to

whence

they sprung

before.

behind

each

ample
of
a

curl

Peeps
With
a

the richness
too

pearl.
a

Downward

flows many

tress

glossywaviness, Full, and round like globes that


the
censer

rise

From

to

the

skies Add

Through
Of

sunny

hair.

too, the sweetness

Of thy honied thine ankle

voice ; the neatness turn'd lightly


scarce
:

With

those with

beauties
such
sweet

discerned,

Kept
That

privacy,
the eye that

they

seldom

meet

Of

the

little Loves

fly

MISCELLANEOUS

POEMS.

233

Round

about when

with with

eager
in the

pry.
taintless

Saving
Thou

fresheninglave,
wave

them dipp'st
twin

Like
In

born water-lilies,

the

coolness
hadst

of the

morn.

O, if thou
Now

breathed had
been

then,
ten.

the Muses
thou

Couldst Than
At Will

wish

for

lineagehigher
?

twin-sister
ever,

of Thalia
evermore

least for

I call the thou up

Graces
when
on

four.

Hadst Lifted Tell Ah


Of
me

lived

her

lance
thou

chivalry high,
have been ?

what
see

wouldst

! I

the

silver sheen

vest thy broider'd-floating Covering half thine ivory breast

Which,
But Has that

Heavens

! I should

see.

cruel

placed a Keeping secret


Like
sunbeams

Destiny golden cuirass there.


what in
a

is fair.

cloudlet

nested,
"

Thy

knightly casque are rested O'er which bend four milky plumes blooms Like the gentlelily's Springingfrom a costlyvase. See with what a stately pace
Comes
Servant O'er his the

locks in

thine

alabaster

steed !

of heroic

deed

loins, his trappingsglow


northern !
on lights thy sword

Like
Mount

snow.

his back

unsheath
;

Sign
Bane

of the

enchanter's

death

of every wicked spell ; Silencer of dragon's yell.

234

MISCELLANEOUS

POEMS.

Alas
Thou

! thou
art
an

this wilt

never

do too,

enchantress

And Blood

wilt

surelynever
whose

spill
eyes
can

of those

kill.

TO

HOPE.

When And
When

by
no

my hateful

hearth I sit, solitary thoughtsenwrap my


before
**

soul in

fair dreams heath

my

mind's
no

gloom ; eye" flit,


;

And Sweet And

the bare

of life presents balm upon


me

bloom

Hope
wave

! ethereal

shed,
head.

thy silver pinionso'er


I wander,
woven

my

Whene'er Where Should And

at

the fall of
shut my
out

night,
the

boughs
to

sad

Despondency
the moonbeams

brightray, musings fright.


away,

moon's

frown,
with

drive fair Cheerfulness

Peep
And

keep

that fiend

through the leafyroof, Despondence far aloof.


of

Should

Disappointment, parent
son

Despair,

Strive for her

to

seize

my

careless heart the air,

When,
Chase

like

cloud, he sits upon


his

Preparingon
And

spell-bound prey to dart : him Hope, with visagebright, away, sweet him, as the morning frightens night ! fright
the fate of those fearful breast
my

Whene'er

I hold
a

most

dear

Tells to my
O

tale of sorrow,

Hope, bright-eyed
Let
me

morbid

fancy cheer;
comforts borrow:

awhile

thy sweetest

236

MISCELLANEOUS

POEMS.

IMITATION"

OF

SPENSER

^t

Now And

morning
her first

from

her orient chamber

came
:

Crowning its the Silvering


Which,
And pure
after

touch'd a verdant hill footsteps lawny crest with amber flame, untainted gushes of its rill ; from
mossy

beds, did down


of

distil,

parting beds
streams
a

simple flowers,
woven never

By

many

little lake did fill, reflected


a

Which

round

its marge

bowers.
lowers.

And, in its middle


There
the

space,

sky that
his

plumage bright, Vying with fish of brilliant dye below ; silken fins' and golden scales' light Whose Cast upward, through the waves, a ruby glow
"

saw kingfisher

There And

saw

the

swan

his neck

of arched

snow.

oar'd himself

along with majesty :


his feet did show

Sparkled his jettyeyes;


Beneath

the

waves
a

like Afric's

ebony.

And

on

his back

fay reclined voluptuously.


of
an

Ah That

! could

I tell the wonders

isle

in that e'en

fairest lake Dido


of her Lear

had

I could Or For Of rob


sure

placedbeen, griefbeguile ;
:
never seen

from
so

aged
fair
ever
a

his bitter teen

place was
in the
; or
as

all that
an

charm

'd romantic

eye

It seem'd Of the

emerald

silver sheen
when
on

brightwaters
clouds

high.
coerulean

Through

of

white, laughs the fleecy

sky.

MISCELLANEOUS

POEMS.

237

And

dipp'dluxuriously Slopings of verdure through the glossytide, in gentleamity, it were Which, as Rippled delightedup the floweryside ; As if to glean the ruddy tears it tried, fell profusely from the rose-tree Which stem Haply it was the workings of its pride,
In strife to throw upon the

all around

it

shore

gem

Outvying all
*

the buds
*

in Flora's
*

diadem.
*

Woman

vain, flippant, Inconstant, childish, proud,and full of fancies Without that modest softeningthat enhances The downcast eye, repentant of the pain That its mild lightcreates to heal again ; E'en then, elate, my spirit leapsand prances,
! when
I behold

thee

E'en For But that

then
to

my

soul

with

exultation
've dormant

dances lain
:

love, so
see

long, I

when
Heavens

thee

meek, and

kind, and

tender,

do I adore desperately Thy winning graces ; to be thy defender I hotly burn to be a Calidore Leander A very Eed Cross Knight a stout Might I be loved by thee like these of yore.
" " " " "

! how

Light feet, dark violet Soft dimpled hands, which Are things on
Till the From such

eyes, and white the

partedhair
senses

neck, and
dazzled

creamy
rest

breast

fond, fixed eyes, forgetthey


fine Heavens pictures,

stare.

! I cannot

dare

238

MISCELLANEOUS

POEMS.

To

turn

my be of

admiration,
what is and

though
"

unpossess'd
not

They
In Yet

worthy,
virtues

though
rare.

drest,

lovely
these These

modesty,
I

leave
I

as

thoughtless

as

lark
ere

lures
my charms is

straight
moisten mild
a

forget,
:

e'en
"

I I

dine.

Or

thrice Such

palate
with

but

when

mark

intelligences
shark.
voice divine.

shine,

My
To

ear

open the

like

greedy
of
a

catch

tunings

Ah

! Who

who
can

can

e'er

forget
her

so

fair

being
sweets

? ? that

forget
is

half-retiring
milk-white

God
For Who

! man's

she

like

lamb
the

bleats

protection.
to
see us

Surely
with his

All-seeing,

joys
Will Such
never

gifts agreeing,
who intreats cheats

give

him
to

pinions,
ruin,
"

innocence bosom. from

who

vilely
there is

dove-like

In such I

truth
a

no

freeing
I hear

One's
A Her

thoughts lay
form that
once

beauty
hand

when

saw

her

awake,
and
near
:

seems

floating
seen

palpable,
from
that
an

Had
A

e'er

her oft

arbour hand

take

dewy
And

flower,
o'er
my

would the

appear, moisture shake.

eyes

trembling

MISCELLANEOUS

POEMS.

239

ODE

TO

NIGHTIlSrGALE.
4

My

heart

aches, and
as some

drowsy numbness
I had

pains
drunk,

My sense, Or emptied
One 'Tis
not

though of hemlock dull opiateto the


past, and Lethe-wards

drains had sunk


:

minute

through envy of thy happy lot, But being too happy in thy happiness, That thou, lightwinged Dryad of the
"

trees,

In

some

melodious

plot

Of beechen

numberless, green, and shadows in full-throated ease. Singest of summer

draught of vintage,that hath been earth. Cool'd a long age in the deep-delved Tastingof Flora and the country-green. mirth Dance, and Provencalsong, and sun-burnt
0

for

for Full

beaker

full of the

warm

South,

of the true, the beaded And

With

Hippocrene, bubbles winking at the brim, mouth ; purple-stained


and leave the
into

blushful

That

might drink,
with

world

unseen,
:

And

thee fade away

the

forest dim

far away, dissolve, and quiteforget the leaves hast never What thou among The weariness, the fever, and the fret Fade

known.

Here, where

men

sit and

hear

each

other

groan

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Where

palsy shakes a few, sad, last grey hairs. Where youth grows pale,and spectre-thio, and dies;
Where but And
to

think

is to be

full of

sorrow

Where
Or

leaden-eyed despairs ; beauty cannot keep her lustrous eyes. Love pine at them new beyond to-morrow.

Away
Not But
on

! away

! for I will

flyto thee.
and of his

charioted

by

Bacchus

pards,

the viewless

wings

Poesy,

and retards : Though the dull brain perplexes Already with thee ! tender is the night. And is on her throne, haply the Queen-Moon Cluster'd around by all her starry Fays ; But here there is no light,
Save what

from

heaven

is with

the

breezes

blown ways.

Through

verdurous

glooms and windingmossy

I cannot Nor

see

what

flowers

are

at my

feet.
the
each

what

soft incense

hangs

upon

boughs,
sweet

But, in embalmed
Wherewith
The the

darkness, guess
seasonable
month

endows
;

grass, the thicket, and

the fruit-tree wild

White

hawthorn, and

the

; eglantine pastoral

violets cover'd up in leaves ; Fast-fading And mid-May's eldest child. The coming musk-rose, full of dewy wine. The
murmurous

haunt

of flies

on

summer

eves.

Darkling
I have

I listen ; and been soft

for many

time

half in love with


names

easeful
a

Death,

Call'd him
To take

in many

mused
;

rhyme,

into the air my

quiet breath

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POEMS.

241

Now
To

more cease

than upon
thou In

ever

seems

it rich

to

die,

the
art

While

midnight with no pain, pouring forth thy soul abroad


an

such thou

ecstasy !
have
a ears

Still wouldst
To

sing,and I thy high requiem become

in vain

"

sod.

Thou No

wast

not

born

for death, immortal

Bird !

tread thee down ; hungry generations The voice I hear this passing nightwas heard In ancient days by emperor and clown : Perhaps the self-same song that found a path Through the sad heart of Ruth, when sick for home. She stood in
The Charm'd Of
tears
same

amid

the alien

corn

that oft-times

hath the foam

magic

casements,
in

opening on

perilous seas,

faerylands

forlorn.

Forlorn
To

! the very
me

word
from

is like thee cheat


to

bell
my

toll

back

sole self!
well

Adieu
As Adieu Past

! the

fancy cannot
to

so

she is famed
! adieu ! the
near

elf. do, deceiving fades the still stream.


'tis buried

anthem thy plaintive

meadows,
; and

over now

Up
Was

the hill-side
In it
a

deep

the next
a

vision, or

: valley-glades waking dream ? :


"

Fled

is that music

do I wake

or

? sleep

242

MISCELLANEOUS

POEMS.

ODE

ON

GRECIAN
"

URN.

Thou Thou

still unravish'd

bride of

! quietness

foster-child of Silence

and

slow

Time,

Sylvan historian,who canst thus express A flowerytale more sweetlythan our rhyme : What legend haunts about thy shape leaf-fringed
Of deities
In
or

mortals,
or

or

of both,

Tempo
men
or

the dales of

Arcady ?

What What

mad
What

gods are these ? what maidens loath ? What to escape ? ? pursuit struggle pipesand timbrels ? What wild ecstasy ?

Heard
Are Not
to

melodies
sweeter
;

are

sweet,

but

those unheard
;

therefore, ye soft pipes,play on


ear,

the sensual

but,

more

endear 'd,

ditties of no tone : Pipe to the spirit Fair youth, beneath the trees, thou canst Thy song, nor ever can those trees be
Bold

not

leave
;

bare

Lover,

never,
near

never

canst
"

thou

kiss,

Though winning
She
For
ever

cannot

goal yet, do fade, though thou hast


love, and
she be

the

not

not

grieve; thy bliss,

wilt thou

fair !

Ah,

happy, happy boughs !


leaves, nor
ever

that
the

cannot

shed
;

Your

bid

Spring adieu
new

And, happy melodist, unwearied,


For
ever

piping songs

for

ever

244

MISCELLAJJEOUS

POEMS.

ODE

TO

PSYCHE.

Goddess

! hear

these

tuneless and

numbers,
be
ear

wrung

By
And

sweet

enforcement

remembrance should sung,


:

dear,

pardon that thy


into thine
own

secrets

Even

soft-conched

did I see or SurelyI dreamt to-day, The T\inged Psyche with awaken'd eyes ? in a forest thoughtlessly, 1 wander'd with surprise, And, on the sudden, fainting side by side Saw two fair creatures, couched roof the whispering In deepestgrass, beneath Of leaves and
A

trembled

blossoms, where

there

ran

brooklet, scarce

espied:
budded
the

'Mid

hush'd, cool-rooted flowers fragrant-eyed,

Blue, silver-white, and


Their Their

Tyrian,
bedded grass
; ;

on They lay calm-breathing arms

embraced, and

their

pinionstoo

lipstouch 'd not, but had not bade adieu. As if disjoined by soft-handed slumber. And ready still past kisses to outnumber love : At tender eye-dawn of aurorean The winged boy I knew ; But who wast thou, 0 happy, happy dove ?
His

Psyche

true

latest-born and
Of all

loveliest vision far faded


! hierarchy

Olympus'
Phoebe's

Fairer than
Or

Vesper,amorous

star, sapphire-region'd glow-worm of the sky ;

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245

Fairer

than

these, though temple thou


altar

hast none,
;

Nor
Nor

heap'd with

flowers

No

to make delicious moan Virgin-choir Upon the midnight hours ; voice, no lute, no pipe,no incense sweet From chain-swungcenser teeming ;

No

shrine, no
Of

grove,

no

oracle, no

heat

pale-mouth'd prophet dreaming. 0 brightest ! though too late for antique vows. Too, too late for the fond believing lyre. When the haunted forest houghs. holy were Holy the air, the water, and the fire ; in these days so far retired Yet even From thy lucent fans, happy pieties, Flutteringamong the faint Olympians, 1 see, and sing,by my own eyes inspired. So let me be thy choir, and make a moan Upon the midnight hours ! Thy voice, thy lute, thy pipe,thy incense sweet From teeming : swinged censer Thy shrine, thy grove, thy oracle, thy heat Of pale-mouth'd prophetdreaming.
and Yes, I will be thy priest,
In
some

build

fane

region of my mind. branched with pleasant Where thoughts, pain, new-grown in the wind : Instead of pines shall murmur
untrodden

Far, far around

shall those

dark-cluster'd

trees

Fledge
And there
moss

the

The And
A

in the

mountains wild-ridged steep by steep ; by zephyrs,streams, and birds, and bees. lain Dryads shall be lull'd to sleep ; midst of this wide quietness

rosy

sanctuary will I dress


the

With

wreathed

trellis of

working brain,
without
a

With

buds, and bells, and

stars

name,

246

MISCELLANEOUS

POEMS.

With Who And

all the

gardener Fancy breeding flowers, will

e'er could
never

feign,
the
same
:

breed

there shall be for thee all soft

delight
at

That
A

shadowy thought can win, torch, and a casement bright ope


To

night.

let the

warm

Love

in !

FANCY.

Ever

let the
never

Fancy

roam,
:

Pleasure
At
a

is at home

touch
to

sweet

Pleasure when
rain

melteth.
; pelteth

Like Then

bubbles

winged Fancy wander Through the thoughtstill spreadbeyond her Open wide the mind's cage door.
let She
O

'11dart forth, and

cloud ward

soar.

sweet

Summer's And the

Fancy ! let her loose ; by use, joys are spoilt

of the Spring enjoying does its blossoming : Fades as Autumn's too, fruitage red-lipp'd Blushing through the mist and dew, do then ? : What Cloys with tasting when Sit thee by the ingle, The sear faggotblazes bright, of a winter's night; Spirit When
And From

the soundless the caked the the


snow

earth is muffled,
is shuffled

When

heavy shoon ; ploughboy's Night doth meet the Noon

MISCELLANEOUS

POEMS.

247

In

dark

conspiracy
Even
from her

To

banish

sky.
abroad,
send
:

Sit thee
With
a

there, and
mind

send

self-overawed,
"

: Fancy, high-commission'd

her !

She

has will

vassals to attend

her

She

bring,in spiteof frost,


that

Beauties

the earth
all

hath

lost ;

She
All All From

will

bring thee,
summer

together,
weather
;

of delights
the buds

and

bells of

All
With

She Like
And

dewy sward or the heaped Autumn's wealth, still, a mysterious stealth will mix these pleasuresup
"

May, thorny spray

three

fit wines

in

a
:
"

cup. thou
;

thou

shalt

quaffit

shalt hear

Distant Rustle Sweet

harvest-carols of the birds

clear
;

reaped corn
same

antheming
moment

the
"

morn

And,

in the

hark

early April lark, Or the rooks, with busy caw, Foraging for sticks and straw. Thou shalt, at one glance,behold The daisy and the marigold;
and White-plumed lilies,

'Tis the

the first
burst
;

Hedge-grown primrose that hath Shaded hyacinth,alway Sapphire queen of the mid-May
And every leaf,and every Pearl'd with the selfsame shalt
from
see

flower shower. peep

Thou

the field-mouse its celled

Meagre
And

sleep;

the snake

all winter-thin

248

MISCELLANEOUS

POEMS.

Cast

on

sunny
nest

bank

its skin ;

Freckled

Hatching
When
the
on

eggs thou shalt see in the hawthorn-tree, hen-bird's

wing
nest ;

doth

rest

Quiet
Then When
Acorns

her

mossy

the
the

hurry and alarm


bee-hive
casts

its

swarm

While

ripedown-pattering breezes the autumn sing.


sweet

Oh,
Where
Too

Fancy
cheek

! let her loose ;


use
:

by Every thing is spoilt


's the that

doth

not

fade,

much

Whose Where Doth


One

gazed at ? is lipmature

Where
ever new

's the maid ?

's the
not

eye, however Where ? weary


meet

blue,
*s the

face

would
s

in every

place?
soft.
melteth
oft ?

Where
One At
a

the voice, however hear


sweet
so

would touch
to

very

Pleasure
when rain

Like

bubbles

pelteth.
:

Let, then, winged Fancy find


Thee
a

mistress

to

thy

mind

Dulcet-eyed as
Ere How

Ceres'

the God
to frown
a

of

daughter. Torment taught her


how with
a

and

to

chide

With White

waist and
as

side
her
zone

Hebe's, when

and its golden clasp, Slipt Fell her kirtle While


And Of
to

down

her feet,

she held
Jove

grew

gobletsweet, languid. Break


"

the

the mesh

Fancy's silken leash ; Quickly break her prison-string,


the

MISCELLANEOUS

POEMS.

249

And
Let

such
the

joys as these winged Fancy


never

she
roam,

'11bring.

Pleasure

is at home.

ODE.
"

"

"

Bakds
Ye have

of Passion

and

of Mirth,
!

left your souls on earth heaven Have too, ye souls in in regionsnew? Double-lived

Yes, and
With the

those

of heaven
sun

commune

spheres of

and

moon

With And
With And

the noise of fountains the

wondrous,
;

parleof voices thund'rous the whisperof heaven's trees


another, in soft
on

one

ease

Elysian lawns but Dian's fawns ; Browsed by none Underneath large blue-bells tented,
Seated
Where

the daisies
the
rose

are

rose-scented, got
is not
;

And

herself has
on

Perfume Where
Not
a

which

earth

doth sing nightingale senseless, tranced thing. the


truth
;

But

divine melodious

smooth numbers ; Philosophic Tales and golden histories and its mysteries. Of heaven

Thus On

ye live on high,and then the earth ye live again;

250

MISCELLANEOUS

POEMS.

And
Teach

the souls ye left behind


us,

you

here, the way


other souls
never

to
are

find you,

Where
Never

your

joying,

slumber'd,

Here, your earth-born To mortals, of their little week


Of

cloying. souls still speak


;

their

sorrows

and

passionsand Of their glory and their shame ; What doth strengthen and what Thus ye teach us, every day,
Wisdom,
Bards Ye Ye have have

Of their

delights ; their spites ;


maim.

though fled
of Passion left your
souls

far away. of Mirth,


on

and souls

earth !

in heaven in

too. !

Double-lived

regions new

TO

AUTUMN.

Season

of mists

and

mellow of the how


to

fruitfulness !

Close

bosom-friend him

maturing
load and

sun

Conspiringwith
With To bend And
To

bless
run

fruit the vines that round with

the thatch-eaves

applesthe

moss'd

cottage-trees,
shells

fill all fruit with

swell the
a

ripenessto the core ; gourd, and plump the hazel


; to set

With And Until

sweet

kernel

budding more,
never

still more,

later flowers for the bees.


warm

they think
For Summer

days

will

cease.

has o'er-brimm'd

their

clammy

cells.

252

MISCELLANEOUS

POEMS.

Make
Nor

not

your

rosary

of
nor

yew-berries,
the
nor

let the
Your

beetle,

death-moth
the

be

mournful
in your
to

Psyche,
sorrow's

downy
;

owl

partner
For

mysteries
come

shade And

shade the

will wakeful

too

drowsily,
of the soul.

drown

anguish

But

when Sudden

the from

melancholy
heaven

fit shall
a

fall

like

weeping
flowers
an

cloud, all,
shroud
;

That And Then


Or

fosters hides

the the

droop-headed
green
on

hill in
a

April
rose,

glut thy
on

sorrow

morning
salt

the
on

rainbow

of the of

sand-

wave.
;

Or

the
mistress

wealth
some

globed peonies
anger and upon

Or

if

thy
And

rich

shows,
rave.

Emprison
feed

her

soft

hand,

let her her

deep, deep

peerless

eyes.

She

dwells And

with whose
;

Beauty
hand and

"

Beauty
is
ever

that his

must

die

Joy,
adieu

at

lips

Bidding
Ay,
in

aching
while of

Pleasure the

nigh. sips :

Turning
the

to

poison

bee-mouth

very

temple
of

Delight
her
sovran

Veil'd

Melancholy
seen

has
none

shrine,
him whose
strenuous

Though
tongue
Can His
burst

save

Joy*s
taste

grape
the

against
sadness

his

palate

fine

soul And

shall be

of her

might.

among

her

cloudy trophies hung.

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POEMS.

253

LINES

ON

THE

MERMAID

TAVERN.

Souls What

of

poets dead
have mossy
or

and ye

gone,

Elysium
field
than

known,
Tavern fine wine ? ?

Happy
Choicer Have Than Or
are

cavern,

the

Mermaid

ye

drink more tippled host's Canary mine

fruits of Paradise
than ? those 0

Sweeter Of

daintypies

venison
as

Drest

though
with bowse

food ! generous Hood bold Robin

Would,

his maid

Marian,
horn

Sup

and

from

and

can.

I have Mine

heard

that

on

day
away,

host's

flew sign-board

Nobody knew whither, till old quill An astrologer's To a sheepskin gave the story, Said he saw glory. you in your
"

Underneath

new

old-sign
contented Zodiac.
smack

Sipping beverage divine,


And The

pledgingwith
Mermaid

in the

Souls
What

of poets dead
have mossy

and
ye

gone.

Elysium
field than
or

known,
Tavern
?

Happy
Choicer

cavern,

the Mermaid

254

MISCELLANEOUS

POEMS.

ROBIN
TO A

HOOD.

FRIEND.

"

No And And

! those

days are
are

their hours their minutes

gone away. old and grey, buried all

Under

the down-trodden

pall
years
:

Of the leaves of many

Many
Frozen

times

have

Winter's

shears,
feast

North, and tempests


knew

East, chilling
to

Sounded

the

Of the forest's Since


men

whisperingfleeces,
nor

rent

nor

leases.

No, the bugle sounds


And
the

no no

more,
more

twanging
and

bow

Silent is the
Past

ivoryshrill
up the hill
;

the heath
is
no

There Where To
some

mid-forest

lone Echo

laugh, givesthe half


to

amazed wight, deep in forest Jesting, On You


Or Or

hear

drear.

the fairest time


may

of June
or

go, with
seven

sun

moon.

the the
you

stars
to

to

polarray
never or

light you, rightyou ;


behold bold
;

But

may Robin

Little John, Never


one,

of all the clan,

MISCELLANEOUS

POEMS.

255

Thrumming on an empty can, Some old hunting ditty, while He doth his green way beguile
To

fair hostess beside

Merriment,
;

Down
For

pasture Trent he left the merry tale,


for

the

Messenger
Gone, Gone,

spicyale.
din
; ;

the merry morris the song of Gamelyn the shawe

outlaw Gone, the tough-belted

Idlingin
All
are

**

"

grene

And

gone away and past ! if Kobin should be cast from


his tufted grave,

Sudden And Once She


He

if Marian

should forest and

have

again her
would would weep,
swear,

days,
he would
craze
:

for all his oaks,


the

Fall'n beneath
Have She

rotted would
not

on

strokes, dock-yard the briny seas ;


that her wild bees

weep
to

Sang
Can't

her

"

strange ! that honey


hard
money !

be

got without

So

it is ; yet let
to to

us

sing

Honour
Honour

the

old

the

! bow-string bugle-horn!

Honour
Honour Honour Honour

to the
to to to

woods

unshorn green
keen !

!
!

the Lincoln the archer

Little John, tight he rode upon


Robin

And

the

horse
to

Honour

bold

Hood,
!

Sleepingin

the underwood

256

MISCELLANEOUS

POEMS.

Honour And
to

to Maid

Marian,
clan ! hurried
have

all the Sherwood their


two
a

Though
Let
us

days
burden

by.

try.

SLEEP

AND

POETRY.

As Was Rest Than

lay
unto

in my
me,

bed but

slepe full why that I


n'
as more

unmete
ne

ne

wist, for there


I n' ad

might erthly wight


ese

(As I suppose) had

of hertis
nor

I, for

sicknesse

disese. Chaucer.

What What

is
is

more more

gentle than
than soothing
moment

wind
the

in

summer

That And What


In
a

stays one
buzzes is
more

in

an

pretty hummer open flower,

? from bower to bower cheerily tranquilthan a musk-rose blowing

More More More


More

knowing ? green island, far from all men's healthful than the leafiness of dales ?
secret
serene

than
than

nest

of

? nightingales
countenance

Cordelia's
than
a

? ?
our

full of visions
but
murmurer

high

romance

What,
Low

thee, Sleep?
of tender

Soft closer of lullabies !

eyes !

! happy pillows Wreather of poppy buds, and weeping willows ! Silent entanglerof a beauty'stresses ! the morning blesses Most happy listener ! when

Light

hoverer

around

our

Thee That

all the enlivening at glance so brightly

for

cheerful
the
new

eyes sun-rise.

MISCELLANEOUS

POEMS.

257

But
Fresher

what
than

is

higherbeyond thoughtthan
a

thee ?

berries of

mountain-tree

?
more

More
Than What It has

strange, more

beautiful,more
than what

smooth,

wings
is it ?
a

of

swans, to

doves, than dim-seen


shall I compare it ? else can share it :

regal, eagle?

And

and nought glory, The thought thereof is awful, sweet, and holy, : Chasing away all worldliness and folly of thunder like fearful claps Coming sometimes Or the low rumblings earth's regionsunder ; sometimes like a gentlewhispering And Of all. the secrets of some wondrous thing

That

breathes
we

about

us

in the with

vacant

air ;

So that

look
see

around

Perhaps to
And
To That
see

catch soft

shapesof from floatings


on our

prying stare. aerial limning ; light,

the laurel-wreath,
is to
crown name

hymning high suspended.


a

faint-heard

when

life is ended.

Sometimes And from

it

the

Sounds And

which

die away

givesa gloryto the voice. heart up-springs, ! ! rejoice rejoice will reach the Framer of all things, in ardent mutterings.
once

No And
For What

one

who

the

sun glorious

has

seen,

all the clouds, and


his

felt his bosom presence, but

clean
must

great Maker's
and
no

know

'tis I mean,

feel his

Therefore

insult will I he
sees

being glow : give his spirit,


native merit.

what By telling

from

Poesy
am

! for thee

That
Of

not

yet

pen. denizen glorious


my
"

I hold

should I thy wide heaven mountain-topuntil Upon some A round glowingsplendour

rather I feel
me

kneel

about

hung,
s

258

MISCELLANEOUS

POEMS.

And
0

echo

back

the voice of thine


I grasp my

own

tongue

Poesy
am

! for thee
not

pen,

That Of

yet

denizen glorious
;

thy wide
from

heaven

yet,

to

my

ardent
clear

prayer,

Yield

thy sanctuary
for intoxication

some

air,

Smooth'd
Of

by

the

breath

bays,that I may die a death flowering Of luxury,and my young follow spirit The morning sunbeams to the great Apollo,
Like The
a

fresh sacrifice

; or,

if I

can

bear

o'erwhelming sweets, 'twill bring me to Visions of all places : a bowery nook Will be elysium an eternal book I may Whence a lovelysaying copy many
"

the fair

About

the leaves, and


in

flowers

"

about

the

playing
the
;

nymphs Keeping a
And That many
we

Of

woods, and
a so

fountains

; and

shade

silence round
a verse ever

maid sleeping

from

strange influence
how,
and hover whence

must

wonder

It

came.

Also
my

imaginings will

Round
Vistas In

and fire-side,

of solemn

haply there discover beauty,where I'd wander


a

happy silence,like the clear Meander Through its lone vales ; and where I found
Of awfuller
Or Of
a

spot

shade,
hill

or

an

enchanted

grot.

green

with chequer'ddress o'erspread

flowers, and
on

fearful from

its
was

loveliness.

Write

my
was

tablets all that


for
our

permitted.
fitted.
I'd seize

All that
Then the
a

human

senses

events

of this wide
my

world

Like

strong giant,and
to

Till at its shoulders

Wings

find

out

an

tease spirit it should proudlysee immortality.

Stop and

consider

! life is but

day ;

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MISCELLANEOUS

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We In

rest

in

silence, like
of
a

the

recesses

gems shell. pearly

two

upcurrd

And

can

ever

bid these

joys farewell

for a nobler life, pass them find the agonies,the strife I may Where hearts : for lo ! I see Of human afar,

Yes, I

must

the O'er-sailing And Looks steeds with


out

blue

a car cragginess,

streamy
the winds

manes

"

the

charioteer

fear : glorious the numerous And now tramplingsquiver lightly with sprightly Along a huge cloud's ridge ; and now Wheel downward come they into fresher skies, Tipt round with silver from the sun's bright eyes. with capaciouswhirl they glide Still downward ; I see them side And on now a green-hill In breezy rest among the nodding stalks.

upon

with

The
To

charioteer
the
trees

with

wondrous

gesture talks
; and

and

mountains

there

soon

appear

of mystery, and fear, Shapes of delight, Passing along before a dusky space Made mighty oaks : as they would by some Some

chase

Lo
Some Some

music, on they sweep. ever-fleeting how they murmur, laugh,and smile, and and mouth with upholden hand severe ;
with their faces

weep

muffled

to

the

ear

Between Go

their

arms

; some

clear in the
with

glad and smilinglyathwart Some looking back, and some


Yes, thousands
Flit onward
"

youthfulbloom, gloom ;

upward

gaze

in
now

a a

thousand

different ways

wreath of girls lovely Dancing their sleek hair into tangled curls ; And broad wings. Most now awfullyintent

The And

driver of those
seems

steeds
0
.

is forward

bent.
know

to

listen

that I

might

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POEMS.

261

All

that

he writes

with

such

hurrying glow !
car

The
Into

visions

all

are

fled

"

the

is fled

lightof heaven, and in their stead of real things comes A sense doubly strong, And, like a muddy stream, would bear along My soul to nothingness : but I will strive and will keep alive Against all doub tings, The chariot,and the strange thought of that same
the

Journey it

went.

Is there In

so

small

range
the

strength of manhood, freelyfly Imagination cannot


As Paw she up
was

the present

that

high

of old ? prepare and do againstthe light,


wont

her

steeds,
all ?

strange deeds
us

Upon
From

the clouds ? Has

she

not

shown

Breath

the clear space of ether, to the small of new buds unfolding? From the meaning

Of Jove's Of

largeeyebrow, to
? here who

the

tender

greening

April meadows
fervid choir

her

altar shone, paragon

E'en

in this isle ; and that

could

The Of

harmony, to Its mighty self of convolutingsound. and like that roll round. Huge as a planet, Eternally around a dizzy void ? mgh cloy'd Ay, in those days the Muses were
With honours
to ;
nor

lifted up a noise where it aye will poise

had

any

other

care

Than

sing out

and

soothe

their wavy

hair

? Yes, a schism forgotten Nurtured by foppery and barbarism. Made great Apollo blush for this his land. Men were thought wise who could not understand

Could

all this be

262

MISCELLANEOUS

POEMS.

a pulinginfant's force : with glories They sway'd about upon a rocking-horse, And thought it Pegasus. Ah, dismal-soul'd

His

The

winds

of heaven
"

blew, the
ye felt it
and

ocean

roll'd The

Its

waves gathering

not.

blue

Bared
Of The
summer

its eternal

bosom,

the

dew make
awake
were

night collected still to : morning precious Beauty was


were

! dead

Why
To To

ye

not

awake
not
out

But
"

ye

thingsye
musty

knew

of,
with that

were

wed closely
rule

laws

lined
so

wretched

And

vile : compass Of dolts to smooth,

ye

and inlay, wands

taught a and clip,


the the
race

school

fit, wit,

Till, like the certain


Their
A
verses

of Jacob's
was wore

tallied.

Easy

task mask

thousand

handicraftsmen

Of

Poesy.

Ill-fated, impious

blasphemed the brightLyrist to his face. did not know And it, no, they went about, Holding a poor, decrepitstandard out, with most Mark'd flimsymottoes, and in large
That
"

The

name

of

one

Boileau

0 It is to hover round
our

ye whose

charge

hills ! pleasant Whose congregated majesty so fills that I cannot trace My boundly reverence, in this unholy place, hallow'd names, Your

So

near

those
?

common

folk
our

did not

their

shames

Affrightyou Delight you


Delicious And
To Or

Did

old

lamenting
cluster round

Thames

? did ye

never
a

Avon,
? Or

with

mournful

sound.
adieu
?

weep

did ye
no

wholly bid
the

regions where
did ye stay
to

more

laurel grew

give a welcoming

MISCELLANEOUS

POEMS.

263

To

some

lone

who spirits and away


season

could

proudlysing
even so
: :

Their But
Now

youth
let
me

away,

die ? those
; ye
us

Twas

think

times
have have

of

woe

'tis a fairer benedictions

breathed wreathed
been

Eich
Fresh In From

o'er

; ye

garlands:
out

for sweet

music

has

heard

many

has been upstirr'd places ; some its crystal dwellingin a lake, ebon bill ; from
a

By

swan's

thick brake,

quietin a valleymild. Bubbles wild a pipe ; fine sounds are floating About the earth : happy are ye and glad. These things are, doubtless : yet in truth we've

Nested

and

had

Strange thunders from the potency of song ; Mingled indeed with what is sweet and strong, From majesty : but in clear truth the themes Are ugly cubs, the Poets' Polyphemes A drainless shower Disturbingthe grand sea. of power ; is poesy ; 'tis the supreme Of light 'Tis might half slumberingon its own rightarm charm The very archings of her eyelids A thousand willing agents to obey.
And But
Is still she

governs

with

the mildest

sway born

alone though of the Muses strength like a fallen angel : trees up torn.
worms,

Darkness, and

and
upon

shrouds, and
the burrs

sepulchres
end

Delight it ;
And thorns

for it feeds

of life ;

the great forgetting

be a friend Of poesy, that it should To soothe the cares, and lift the thoughtsof

man

Yet E'er

: a myrtle fairer than rejoice grew in Paphos, from the bitter

weeds

Lifts its
A

sweet

heap
with

into the
ever-

air,and

feeds

silent space

sprouting green.

264

MISCELLAJSEOUS

POEMS.

pleasant screen, Creep through the shade with jaunty fluttering, Nibble the little cupped flowers and sing. the choking thorns let us clear away Then round its gentlestem From fawns, ; let the young
All tenderest
a

birds there

find

Yeaned Find With More


a

in

after-times,when
beneath
:

we

are

flown,

fresh sward

it,overgrown

simple flowers
boisterous
more

let there
a

nothing be
knee
;

than

lover's bended the

Nought
Of
one

ungentlethan
leans upon
a

placidlook
;

who
more

closed book
the

slopes hills. All hail, delightful Between two hopes ! As she was wont, th' imagination will be gone. Into most lovelylabyrinths And they shall be accounted poet kings Who simply tell the most heart-easing things. 0 may these joys be ripebefore I die ! Nought
grassy Will
Have 'T
were

untranquilthan

not

some

say that I that from

spoken ?
better

presumptuously hastening disgrace


my

far to hide

foolish face ?
with
reverence me

That
Ere

whining boyhood
the dread

should

bow ? How !

thunderbolt

could

reach

If I do hide
In

the very If I do fall, at least I will be laid


the
me

myself,it sure shall be fane, the lightof Poesy :


silence of
the
a

Beneath And
over

poplar shade
memorial

grass shall be smooth


a

shaven

And But

there

shall be

kind

off", Despondence ! miserable


should
not
are

graven. bane ! athirst


to

They
A

know

thee, who

gain

noble

end,

What

though

am

thirsty every hour. not wealthy in the


;

dower know

Of

spanning wisdom

though

I do not

MISCELLANEOUS

POEMS.

265

The

of shiftings and

the

mighty
all the

winds

that

blow

changing thoughts sorts Of man : though no great ministeringreason souls Out the dark mysteriesof human rolls To clear conceiving : yet there ever and I glean A vast idea before me, too I've seen Therefrom liberty ; thence my The end and aim of Poesy. 'Tis clear As anything most true ; as that the year
Hither
thither Is made As
a

of the

four
some

seasons

"

manifest crest. should


I

large cross,
to

old cathedral's clouds.


of

Lifted Be
A At but

the white
essence

Therefore

the

coward, did my

deformity, wink very eyelids


what
I have
a

speakingout
! rather
some

dared

to
run

think.

Ah
Over

let

me

like

madman

Melt

my

Convulsed
Of An

precipice ; let the hot sun Dedalian wings, and drive me and headlong ? Stay I an
bids
me

down inward frown

conscience
ocean

be

more

calm

awhile.
an

dim, sprinkledwith many

isle,
toil ! !

How much Spreads awfullybefore me. How days ! what desperateturmoil many have explored its widenesses. I can Ere

Ah, what
I could

task

! upon
"

my
no,

bended

knees,

unsay

those

impossible!

! Impossible

For On

sweet

relief I'll dwell let this strange assay away.


my bosom

humbler
in

Begun
E'en I turn That
now

thoughts,and gentlenessdie so
all tumult
to

from the

fades

full-hearted
smooth

aids friendly
;

the

path

of honour

brotherhood.

And

the friendliness,

nurse

of mutual

good.

266

MISCELLANEOUS

POEMS.

The Into The


And The 'Tis

heartygrasp
the brain
ere

that sends
one some can

sonnet pleasant

think

upon
are

it ;
out ;
:

silence

when

rhymes
the be
to

coming

when message

come, they're

very

rout pleasant

certain

done

to-morrow.

Some
To

perhaps as well preciousbook


can

that it should from


out
we

be

to

borrow

cluster round

it when
on

its snug retreat, shall meet. next

Scarce
Are

I scribble

for

lovelyairs

like doves in pairs round the room ; fluttering of that glad day recalling, Many delights When first my senses caught their tender falling. forms of elegance And with these airs come Stoopingtheir shoulders o'er a horse's prance, soft and round Careless, and grand fingers Partingluxuriant curls ; and the swift bound
"

Of

Bacchus

from

his

chariot, when
look

his eye

Made

blushingly. flow all the pleasant I remember Thus Of words at opening a portfolio.
Ariadne's

cheek

Things
To trains
a

such of

as

these

are

ever
:

harbingers
the stirs
the

images peaceful
neck
unseen

Of
A A

swan's

among
the

rushes
:

linnet

all starting

about

bushes

with goldenwings broad-parted. butterfly, Nestlinga rose, convulsed as though it smarted With more, over-pleasure many, many Might I indulge at large in all my store not Of luxuries : yet I must forget Sleep,quiet with his poppy coronet: be worthy in these rhymes For what there may I partly owe thus, the chimes to him : and Of friendly voices had just given place I 'ganretrace To as sweet when a silence,
"

268

MISCELLANEOUS

POEMS.

Of

the

goaded

world
"

; and

Kosciusko's,

worn

By

horrid

suifrance

forlorn. mightily

Petrarch,
Starts His For
at

from outstepping the sight of Laura ;


her
was

the
nor

shady green,
can

wean

eyes
over

from them

sweet
seen

face.
a

free

happy they ! display

Most

shone them outspreadwings,and from between face of Poesy : from off her throne The could tell, She overlook'd things that I scarce I was of where The very sense might well than that there came Keep sleepaloof : but more Thought after thought to nourish up the flame breast ; so that the morning light Within my from a sleepless night ; Surprised me even And refresh'd,and glad,and gay. up I rose Resolvingto begin that very day lines ; and howsoever These they be done, Of
I leave them
as a

father does

his

son.

STANZAS.
"

"

"

In Too

ted December, drear-nigh happy, happy tree. branches green


north
a

Thy
Their The With Nor

ne'er

remember

: felicity

cannot

undo

them.
them
;

From

whistle through sleety frozen thawings glue them budding at the prime.

MISCELLANEOUS

POEMS.

269

In Too

drear-nigbted happy, bubblings


summer

December, brook.
remember

happy
ne'er

Thy

Apollo's
But with

look
sweet

forgetting, crystal fretting.

They
Never,
About

stay
never

their

petting
froze'n
time.

the

Ah
A But

would

'twere

so

with
!

many

gentle
were

girl
there
not

and

boy
ever

any

Writhed To When know

at

passed
and
to

joy

? feel it.

the there

change
is
none

heal

it, it,

Nor Was

numbed

sense

to

steal

never

said

in

rhyme.

EPISTLES.

Among
Yet His few

the hartned

rest
to

shepherd pipe^
with

(though
all to fill
s

but
the his

young

his

skill

yeeres

could,

began

quill.
"

Britannia!

Pastorals.

Brownk.

TO

GEORGE

FELTOIST

MATHEW.

Sweet And Nor


A

are

the

pleasures
a

that

to

verse

belong,
song
to ;

doubly
can

sweet

brotherhood
Mathew
a

in !
more

remembrance,
more

bring
true

view

fate

pleasing,
in which the

delight
brother

Than

that
with

poets
their wit
muses.

joy'd,

Who,
To The Over

combined
a

powers,
to

employ

'd

raise

trophy
of

the

drama's

thought
the all that

this

great

partnership
a

diffuses

genius-loving
's

heart, great,
would
poesy each

feeling

Of
Too

high,
!

and

and
I
;

good,
follow

and thee

healing.

partial
each
would

friend

fain

Past Fain
As

horizon I echo

of fine
back

pleasant

note

o'er

Sicilian the

seas,

clear

anthems

float far has

'Mong
Just But Beckon
And That

light skimming
the
sun

gondolas
beam
cares

parted.
darted
:

when

his
;

farewell different
soft
so
*'

*tis

impossible
me

far

sternly
my

from

Lydian
in
at

airs,"

hold I
am

faculties
in
see

long

thrall,
all
:

oft

doubt Phoebus

whether in

shall

again

the

morning

EPISTLES.

271

Or

flush'd Aurora
a

in the roseate
in
a
a

dawning !
; ;

Or
Or Or

white

Naiad

rapt seraph in

stream rippling moonlight beam

again witness what with thee I've seen, The dew by fairyfeet swept from the green, After a night of some quaintjubilee Which to see : every elf and fay had come took their airy march When brightprocessions
Beneath
the

curved

moon's

triumphalarch.
give
live

But To In

might

now

each

passingmoment

with me she would the coy muse, not this dark city, would condescend nor

'Mid Should
Ah Some That Where And Where !

contradictions
e'er the

to lend. delights maid be kind, to me fine-eyed

her

I find be whene'er surelyit must wild, romantic, floweryspot, sequester'd,

often

must

have
erst

seen

oaks, that

poet frantic ; the Druid knew, are growing,


a one

flowers, the gloryof

Eeflect And
With Where

day, are blowing ; laburnum's the dark-leaved drooping clusters athwart their yellow lustres, the stream
the cassia's
arms

intertwined its
on

unite.
very

own
one

drooping buds,
side
are

but

white.

covert

branches

hung,

have 'Mong which the nightingales always sung In leafyquiet; where to pry, aloof of the sylvan roof. the pillars Atween violet beds w^ere be to find where Would nestling, the bee with cowslip bells was And where wrestling. be too a ruin dark and gloomy. There must in all that's bloomy." To say ''Joy not too much

Yet To

this is vain
a

"

Mathew
I may

! lend

thy

aid
"

find

placewhere

greet the maid

272

EPISTLES.

Where And
And Four With Who And

we

Tnay

soft

humanity put
and think
on

on,

sit,and
that

rhyme,

Chatterton
to

warm-hearted

Shakspeare sent

meet

him

heavenward him. to entreat spirits, would we reverence speak of all the sages have left streaks of lightathwart their ages thou
mourn

laurell'd

shouldst

moralize

on

Milton's of human

blindness,
kindness

And
To

the fearful dearth who


strove

those

with

the

each to flapaway genius, world. Thrown by the pitiless

Of

brightgolden wing sting


We
next

could

tell

Of those Of
Of
our own

who

in the

cause

of freedom

fell ;
:
a

Alfred, of Helvetian
name

Tell

him

whose

to

every

heart's William

solace,
Wallace. turns.
Burns.

High-minded
While
We
to

and

unbending
our

well

rugged north might drop a tear


incitements
the

the

musing
and
as

for him such

Felton How For And


For

! without vain

these,
!

for

me

thee, she
make thou
to
**

to tease niggard Muse will thy every dwelling grace. in a shady place: sunshine
'*

wast

once

flow'ret

blooming wild.
and

Close
Whence

the

source,

bright, pure,
streams

undefiled,

gush
chaste
as
as

the

Came
Just

Diana
sun

from from

of song : in happy hour her shady bower,


the
east
was

the

was some

And,
Beheld
To

for him

she gift
cast

uprising ; devising,
in the
stream

thee, pluck'dthee,
her
much
a

thee

meet

brother's greetingbeam. glorious


that

I marvel

thou

hast
a

never

told

How,

from

flower, into

fish of

gold
seem

Apollo changed thee : how thou next didst A black- eyed swan the widening stream upon
And The when thou first didst in that mirror
;

trace

features placid

of

human

face

EPISTLES.

273

That And
O'er

thou

hast

never

told of the

thy

travels

strange,
;

all the wonders

and pebblycrystal, food from Kissingthy daily


November, 1815.

range mazy o'er golden sands Naiads'

pearlyhands

TO

MY

BROTHER

GEORGE.

Full

many
brain

dreary hour
;

have my

past,
o'ercast I 've

My
With No

bewilder'd, and
in
seasons me

mind when

heaviness

spherystrains by
the blue dome,
the
on

could

e'er be

thought caught
gaze

From
On

though

I to dimness

far the

depth where

sheeted

Or,

Pry 'mong
That

wavy grass outstretch the stars, to strive to think


never

lightning plays; 'd supinely,


: divinely

Apollo'ssong. all along Though featheryclouds were floating The purplewest, and, two brightstreaks between, The golden lyreitself were dimly seen : of the honey-bee the still murmur That
Would
That
never

I should

hear

teach

rural

song

to

me

the

Would
Or
warm

brightglance from beauty's eyelids slanting make a lay of mine never enchanting.
my breast with
arms

ardour

to

unfold of old.

Some

tale of love and

in time

But

there all

are

times, when

those that love the

bay"

Fly
A In

from

sudden

sorrowingfar, far away ; them, nought they see on glow comes


or

water, earth,

air,but poesy.
true

It has been

said, dear George,and

I hold

it,
T

271

EPISTLES.

(For knightlySpenser
That la when
a

to

Libertas
a

told

it,)
prance,

Poet white

is in such
coursers

trance, and

air he

sees

paw

knights,in gay apparel. tilt in playfulquarrel Who at ; what call, And ignorantly, sheet-lightning we, Is the swift opening of their wide portal,
Bestridden of gay each other
When Whose When And The

And
Their Fit

bright warder blows his trumpet clear. reach nought on earth but poet'sear, tones wide. these enchanted portals open glide. swiftly through the lightthe horsemen reach those golden halls, Poet's eye can view the glory of their festivals :
the

ladies fair,that in the

distance

seem

dream of a seraph's ; silvering that incessant Their rich brimm'd goblets, run, about the sun; Like the bright spots that move when And upheld, the wine from each brightjar star. Pours with the lustre of a falling their bowers, Yet further off are dimly seen for the

Of which
And

no

mortal

eye

can

reach

the

flowers

'tis rightjust,for well make the Poet

'Twould All

Apollo knows quarrelwith the


that far seat of

rose.

that 's reveal'd from

blisses,

kisses. interchanging As gracefully descending,lightand thin. fin, silver streaks across Like a dolphin's he upswimmeth from the coral caves, When Is, the clear fountains'
And

sports with
wonders head
is

half his tail above

the

waves.

These Whose Should


With

strange he
with

sees,

and

many
:

more,

pregnant
an

poeticlore

he upon forehead
he

to

evening ramble fare the soothing breezes bare,


but the

Would

nought see

dark, silent blue,

276

EPISTLES.

bunch

of violets full
"

blown, and
a

double,
takes

Serenely sleep:
A

she from and then


a
"

casket

little book, each

"

joy awakes
with

About

And
For One The

youthfulheart, rubbing of white hands,


she 's to read
that
a

stifled cries,

and

sparkling eyes

tale of
in my

I foster'd
on anon

that pearls,
ever

each
with

hopes and fears ; youthfulyears : circlet sleep. glistening


silent creep.
To
sweet rest

Gush
Lured Shall Be

and

by

the innocent

dimples.

its mother's breast. the dear babe, upon Fair world, adieu lull'd with songs of mine.

Thy dales SwiftlyI


Far from

fadingfrom my view : mount, pinions. upon wide-spreading of thy dominions. the narrow bounds
and

hills

are

Full
That

joy
my
warm

feel, while thus I cleave


verse sons

the air.

soft

will charm ! my
"

thy daughters fair,


dear friend

And Could
For

thy
at

Ah, my
mad

and

brother.

I,

once,

ambition

smother.
should
be

tasting joys like these, sure I Happier, and dearer to society.


At

pain When some thought has darted through my brain bright Through all that day I 've felt a greater pleasure treasure. if I had brought to lighta hidden Than else should heed them, As to my sonnets, though none that you should read them. I feel delighted, still, calm enjoyment, Of late, too, I have had much Stretch'd the grass at my best loved employment on These Of scribbling lines for you. things I thought While, in my face, the freshest breeze I caught. bed of flowers E'en I am a on now pillow'd which That cliff, a lofty crowns proudly towers
Above

times, 'tis true, I 've felt relief from

the
my

ocean

waves.

The

stalks

and

blades

Chequer

tablet with

their

shades. quivering

EPISTLES.

277

droopingoats, Through which the poppies show their So pert and useless, that they bring to
one
a

On

side is

field of

scarlet coats,
mind

The And

scarlet
on

pester human-kind. the other side, outspread, is seen


coats

that

Ocean's
Now Mark I
see

blue mantle, streak'd


see
a

with

purple and
now

green

'tis I

canvass'd

ship,and

the
the

And For

the when

round bright silver curling lark down-dropping to his broad- wing'd sea-gull never
no

her
nest.
at

prow.

rest

more

he

spreadshis
the into the

feathers
sea.

free,

His
Now Which

breast

is

dancing on
my eyes

restless

I direct

west. drest
say
:

at this moment

is in sun-beams ? 'Twas but


to

Why
'Twas

westward
but
to

turn

adieu
to

! !

kiss my

hand, dear George,

you

August, 1816.

TO

CHARLES

COWDEN

CLARKE.

Oft

have

you

seen

swan

And
He

with
slants

proud breast
his neck
seems a

his

beneath
beam

So

it silently,

superblyfrowning. white shadow own crowning; the waters bright of light


"

Come With
Or In

he sports, galaxy: anon outspreadwings the Naiad Zephyr

from

the

courts.

ruffles all the


from striving

surface of the
its

lake
to

Some In But

diamond nest,

milky
not to
a

face crystal and water-drops, and sip them off


can

take
to

them
at

treasure

leisure.

moment

he there
can

ensure

them.
;

Nor

such

downy

rest

he allure them

278

EPISTLES.

For And Just

down

they

rush

as

drop

like hours
am

though they into eternity.


I in loss of the
stream

would

be free,

like that bird I


venture

time,
of

Whene'er With I

on oar

rhyme
;

shatter'd boat,

snapt, and

canvas

rent,

knowing my slowly sail,scarce Still scooping up the water with


which
a

intent my
never

In

tremblingdiamond

fingers, lingers.

see By this, friend Charles, you may full plainly penn'd a line to thee : Why I have never Because free and clear. never thoughts were my little fit to please a classic ear ; And

Because For
one

my

wine

was

of too

poor

savour

Of
To Who

palategladdens in the flavour Helicon small good it were : sparkling


"

whose

take

him
on

to

desert rude

and

bare,
at
a

had

Baise's shore page


was

reclined

ease,

While That

Tasso's

in floating Armida's

breeze

gave

soft music

from

bowers,
flowers
stream
:

Mingled with fragrancefrom her rarest had by Mulla who Small good to one s
Fondled Who had the maidens with

the breasts

of

cream

And And
Who From

Belphoebein a brook. lovelyUna in a leafynook. Archimago leaning o'er his book :


had of all that 's sweet

beheld

tasted, and

seen,"

ripple, silvery ; up to beauty's queen haunts of gay Titania, the sequester'd From To the blue dwelling of divine Urania :
One,
With
The Of

who, of late had


him who

ta'en

sweet

forest walks talks


"

chats elegantly
"

and

Of

who has told you stories wrong'd Libertas and Apollo's laurel chaplets, glories ; troops chivalrous prancingthrough a city.

EPISTLES.

279

And With Thus

tearful ladies, made


many have I else which

for love and


I have
never

pity:
known. flown

thought ; and days on days have Slowly,or rapidly unwillingstill For you to try my dull, unlearned quill.
"

Nor That The What

should you

now,

but

that

I 've known
sweets

you

long ;
: :

first

taught me
sweet, the

all the

of song

grand, the
swell'd

terse, the free, the fine


:

with

Spenserian vowels And float along like


Miltonian Michael
Who storms, in arms, for
me

pathos,and what rightdivine that elope with ease.


birds
more,
more, sonnet

o'er

summer

seas

:
:

and and the

Miltonian meek Eve's

tenderness

fair slenderness.

swellingloudly Up to its climax, and then dying proudly ? Who found for me the grandeur of the ode. Growing, like Atlas, stronger from its load ?
let
me

read

Who The

taste

that

more

than

cordial

dram,

sharp,the rapier-pointed epigram ? of all the king, Show'd that epic was me Round, vast, and spanning all, like Saturn's nng Clio's beauty, You too up-held the veil from And stern pointed out the patriot's duty ; The might of Alfred, and the shaft of Tell hand of Brutus, that so grandly fell The head. Ah ! had I never seen. Upon a tyrant's Or known might I have been your kindness, what What enjoyments in my youthfulyears, my
,

Bereft And
can

of all that

now

my

life endears

forget? And I e'er repay the friendly debt ? can No, doubly no ; yet should these rhymings please,
"

I e'er these

benefits

I shall roll For I have

on

the

long
that

; grass with two-fold ease time been my fancy feeding

With

hopes

you

would

one

day

think

the

reading

280

EPISTLES.

Of my Should
Some In To

rough verses
it e'er be
so,

not

an a

hour

mispent ;
! the
saw

what

rich content last I


warm

weeks

have

pass'dsince
reflected
:
"

spires

lucent
see

Thames
sun

desires

the eastern dimness, o*er-peep And morning-shadowsstreakinginto slimness the lawny fields, and pebbly water Across ; the time as they grow broad and shorter To mark To feel the air that plays about the hills, And sipsits freshness from the little rills ; To see in the light high,golden corn wave When Cynthia smiles upon a summer's night, And the cloudlets,jet and white, peers among As though she were in a bed reclining Of bean-blossoms, in heaven freshlyshed. No had I stepp'dinto these pleasures. sooner I began to think of rhymes and measures Than ; seem'd to say The air that floated by me have a better day." Write ! thou wilt never
"

the

And

so

I did. with my
to

When their
was

many

lines
was

I'd

written,
better

Though
Yet,
Trust
as

grace

not

oversmitten,

hand

warm,

thought I'd

and write you a letter. feelings, Such an attempt required an inspiration consummation Of a peculiar a sort, ; Which, had I felt,these scribblings might have
my
" "

been

Verses But

from

which

the soul would

never

ween

days have past since last my heart Was warm'd luxuriously by divine Mozart ; madden'd or By Arne delighted, by Handel ; Or by the song of Erin and sadden'd : pierced What time you were before the music sitting. And the rich notes to each sensation fitting.
many Since I have

walk'd

with in

you

That

terminate freshly

through shady lanes open plains.

EPISTLES.

281

And

revell'd
at

in

chat

that

ceased

not,
books after hat
we

When,

night-fall,
supper

among
came,

your
nor

got
"

No,
Nor

nor

when

that,
;

when

reluctantly
till

took shook

my

No,
Mid-

nor

cordially
our

you

my
:

hand
accents

way

between in

homes when

"

your I
no

bland

Still
Could

sounded hear

my

ears,

more

your

footsteps
them,
and

touch
then for the

the

gravelly
again;

floor.

Sometimes
You In That With

lost
the

found

changed
those well still

foot-path
I

grassy
you

plain.
joys
very

moments

have

wish'd
"

you

know

to

honour take
will o'er

Life's

"

toys
;

him,"
cannot

said
be that

I,

*'

will

pleasant
him with

charm
harm."

It
These

aught
now

work

thoughts
I

come

me

all

their

might

:"

Again

shake

your

hand,
"

friend

Charles,

good

night.

September,

1816,

SONNETS.

I.
.

TO

MY

BROTHER

GEORGE.

Many

the

wonders

this

day
kist

have

seen

The

sun,

when

first

he

away

the

tears

That

fill'd

the

eyes

of

Morn

the
"

laurel'd

peers

Who

from

the

feathery
its

gold

of

evening
blue

lean

"

The

Ocean

with

vastness,
its

its

green,

Its

ships,
voice

its

rocks,

caves,

its

hopes,
hears

its

fears,-

Its

mysterious,
what will

which

whoso

Must

think

on

be,
while

and

what

has

been.

E'en

now,

dear

George,
from her

this

for

you

write,

Cynthia
So

is

silken

curtains

peeping night, keeping.


of

scantly,
And
she

that

it

seems

her

bridal

her

half-discover'd

revels

But

what,
be

without

the

social

thought sky
and

thee,
?

Would

the

wonders

of

the

sea

284

SOJ^NETS.

III.

Solitude Let Of
it not

! be

if

must

with the

thee

dwell,

among
:

jumbled
with
the

heap
me

murky

buildings
"

climb

the

steep,-"

Nature's
In

observatory
slopes,
a

whence
river's

dell, swell.

flowery
May
seem

its

crystal thy
where

span

let

me

vigils keep
the

'Mongst
Startles
But Yet Whose Is

boughs
wild

pavilion'd,
bee

deer's bell.

swift

leap

the

from

the
trace

foxglove
these
innocent

though
the
sweet

1 11

gladly

scenes

with

thee,

converse

of of and of
two

an

mind, refined,
must

words soul's
the

are

images

thoughts
it
sure

my

pleasure
bliss

be

Almost
When

highest

human-kind,
kindred

to

thy

haunts

spirits

flee.

"

SONNETS.

285

r7.

How A Of Over And

many few of

bards them

gild
have

the

lapses
been I
"

of
the

time
food

ever

my

delighted
beauties,
when
in I

fancy,

could

brood

their

earthly,
sit
me

or

sublime

often,
These
But

down

to

rhyme,
mind rude chime.

will

throngs
no

before disturbance

my

intrude

no

confusion,
occasion
;

Do So

they
the The

'tis

pleasing
that

unnumber'd of

sounds birds
"

evening
of
that

store

songs
voice of

the the
"

whispering
groat
bell

the heaves

leaves-

The

waters

With That

solemn
distance of

sound,

and
"

thousand

others

more.

recognizance
music,
and

bereaves.
not

Make

pleasing

wild

uproar

286

SONNETS.

V.

TO

FRIEND

WHO

SENT

MK

SOME

ROSES.

As

late What
From

rambled time his the lush

in

the

happy
shakes

fields,
the when

skylark
clover
take

tremulous
anew

dew

covert

"

Adventurous
I
saw

knights
sweetest

up

their
nature

dinted

shields

the

flower
musk-rose

wild

yields,
the first it that

fresh-blown
sweets

'twas

threw

Its
As is

upon wand

the

summer

graceful
wields.

grew

the I

that
on

queen its

Titania

And,
I But

as

feasted the
0

fragrancy,
it far

thought
when,

garden-rose
! their

excelVd
to

Wells with

thy

roses

came

me.

My
Soft

sense

deliciousness that with and tender

was

spell'd plea

voices

had of

they,
peace,

Whispered

truth,

and

friendliness

unqueird.

SONNETS.

287

YI.

TO

G.

A.

W.

Nymph In Art Into Or

of what
thou

the

downward
moments

smile of
? when

and
the

sidelong day
far ?
trance

glance

diviner
most

lovely
of

gone
utterance

astray

the
when Of sober

labyrinths serenely thought


robe

sweet

wandering
?

in

Or
to meet

when the

starting morning
dance

away, ray. ?

With

careless

Thou

sparest
'tis

the

flowers

in

thy

mazy

Haply
And But

when

thy

ruby

lips part
thou nurtured what which than the mood

sweetly,
:

so

remain,
to

because
wert

listenest

thou That I

please
never

so

completely
is

can

tell

best,
more

shall

as

soon

pronounce

Grace

neatly

Trips

it before

Apollo

rest.

288

SONNETS.

VII.

WRITTEN

ON

THE

DAY

THAT

MR.

LEIGH

HUNT

LEFT

PRISON,

What

though,
Kind In his
Hunt

for

showing
shut
in

truth

to

flatter'd has

state,

was

prison, yet
as

he,

immortal

spirit, been
lark,
! think but

free elate.
he

As

the

sky-searching
of

and

as

Minion Think

grandeur
you

you

did
walls the

wait did

he

nought
thou

prisonunturn'dst his

see,

Till, Ah,
In
no

so

unwilling,
far

key
!

happier,
halls
he

nobler

was

fate

Spenser's

stray 'd, and


flowers
;

bowers he flew of

fair,

Culling
With To Took

enchanted Milton
of his

and

daring regions happy


thou

through
own

the

fields
true

air

his
Who

genius
shall his

flights.
art

fame

impair
crew

When

dead,

and

all

thy

wretched

SONNETS,

2S9

VIII.

TO

MY

BROTHERS.

Small,
And Like A And Your

busy
their

flames faint

play through
cracklings
o'er

the

fresh-laid silence that

coals,
creep

our

whispers empire
for
are

of o'er

the

household

gods
souls. around

keep

gentle

fraternal
I

while,
eyes the
at

rhymes,
fix'd,
so as

search
in

the

poles,

poetic sleep.
and

Upon
That This That aye is

lore
fall

voluble

deep,
condoles.
I

of

night

our

care

your thus such

birth-day,
it

Tom,

and

rejoice
:

passes of

smoothly,

quietly

Many May
What From

eves

gently
pass,
true

whispering
and

noise

we

together
this its world's

calmly
"

try
the

are

joys,
bid
our

ere

great

Voice

fair

face

shall

spirits fly.

November

18, 1816.

290

SONNETS.

IX.

ON

FIRST

LOOKING

INTO

CHAPMAN's

HOMER.

Much And Eound Which Oft of That


Yet

have

travell'd

in

the and

realms

of

gold,
seen

many many bards

goodly
western

states

kingdoms
have hold.
been I

islands
to

been

in

fealty
expanse

Apollo
had I

one

wide

told his demesne

deep-brow'd
did I
never

Homer breathe

ruled
its

as

pure
out

serene

Till
Then

heard felt
I

Chapman
like
some

speak
watcher

loud the
his

and
skies ken

bold

of into

When
Or

new

planet
Cortez

swims with

like He

stout

when
Pacific
"

eagle
all

eyes

stared
at

at

the other

and

his

men

Look'd

each

with
in

wild

surmise
"

Silent,

upon

peak

Darien.

292

SONNETS.

XI.

Keen

fitful

gusts
the

are

whispering
half
cold

here and
the

and

there

Among
The And
Yet I feel
stars

hushes,
look
very

leafless
ahout

dry sky.
;

have
I the

many little dead


of

miles the leaves

on

foot bleak

to

fare

cool

air,

Or Or
Or For

of
of

rustling
that

drearily.
burn
on

those

silver

lamps
from of the

high.
lair
:

of
I

the

distance
brimfull in little 'd his

home's

pleasant

am

friendliness
I

That Of

cottage

have

found

fair-hair And all

Milton's love
in

eloquent
for her

distress,

gentle

Lycid'
green

drown'd

Of

lovely
And

Laura

light

dress,
crown'd.

faithful

Petrarch

gloriously

SONNETS.

293

XII.

To

one

who

has

been

long
look

in into

city pent,
the

'Tis And

very

sweet

to

fair breathe

open
in the

face smile

of
of

heaven,
the blue

to
"

prayer

Full Who

firmament. with heart's

is

more

happy,
he
sinks and

when,
into
some

content, lair

Fatigued
Of
And wavy

pleasant
a

grass, tale home the the of

reads and

debonair
?

gentle

love

languishment
with
an

Returning Catching Watching


He E'en
mourns

at

evening,
of

ear

notes

Philomel,

"

an

eye career,

sailing
that

cloudlet's

bright
has

day
of

so

soon

glided
tear

by

like

the falls

passage

an

angel's
ether

That

through

the

clear

silently

294

SONNETS.

XIII.

ADDRESSED

TO

HAYDON.

HiGH-MiNDEDNESs,
A

jealousj
for the with

for

good,
man's

loving-kindness
here and

great

fame,
of
no

Dwells
In

there and
in the
**

people
wood

name,

noisome where Oft That

alley,
we

pathless
truth

And

think

least

understood,
of

may

be

found
to

singleness
into

aim,"
shame

ought

frighten

hooded
brood. the

money-mongering, glorious
Of steadfast when
this

pitiable
affection
for

How

cause

genius,
a

toiling gallantly champion


native
out

What

stout

unbending
to

awes

Envy,
Unnumber'd Proud

and

malice souls

their

sty ?
still

breathe him in

applause,
eye.

to

behold

his

country's

SONNETS.

295

XIV.

ADDRESSED

TO

THE

SAME.

Great He Who Catches He


of

spirits
of

now

on

earth

are

sojourning
the wide

the

cloud,

the

cataract,

lake, awake.

on

Helvellyn
freshness the

summit,

his

from

ArchangeVs
the

wing

the

rose,

violet,
the

spring,
for Freedom's
sake take

The
And A And

social lo
!

smile,
whose

chain

steadfastness than
there of

w^ould

never

meaner

sound

RaphaeFs
are

whispering.
apart
come

other

spirits
the
forehead

standing
age world
to

Upon
These,
And
Of

the

these other

will

give

the

another

heart,
hum

pulses. workings
?

Hear

ye

not

the

mighty
Listen

awhile,

ye

nations,

and

be

dumb.

296

SONNETS.

XV.

ON

THE

GRASSHOPPER

AND

CRICKET.

The

poetry
When And all hide

of the
in
to

earth birds

is

never

dead faint
a

are

with voice
new-mown

the will

hot

sun,

cooling hedge

trees,
about

run

From

hedge
is the

the

mead
the

That
In

grasshopper's luxury,
"

he
"

takes
never

lead

summer

he for

has

done
out

With
He
rests

his
at

delights,
ease

when
some

tired

with

fun.

beneath earth is

pleasant
never
:

weed

The
On Has The

poetry
a

of

ceasing

lone

winter

evening,
from warmth

when the

the
stove

frost

wrought
Cricket's And
seems

silence,
song,
to
one

there

shrills

in
in

increasing
half

ever,

drowsiness
some

lost,
hills.

The

Grasshopper
December

among

grassy

30, 1818.

SONNETS.

29;

XVI.

TO

KOSCIUSKO.

Good
Is It Of

Kosciusko full harvest

thy

great
to

name

alone

whence like the

reap

high

feeling

comes

upon

us

glorious

pealing
tone.

the

wide
it

spheres
tells of
to me,

"

an

everlasting
in burst

And The
Are

now

that

worlds from
for round

unknown,
clouds

names

heroes,

concealing,

changed
cloudless too,
some

harmonies, blue,
and

ever

stealing
each

Through
It tells
When
me

silver

throne.

that

on

happy
walks the

day.
upon the of

good

spirit

earth,
yore. birth

Thy

name

with

Alfred's,

and

great

Gently
To To
a

commingling,
hymn,
the
that

gives
sounds

tremendous

loud

far, far
for

away

where

great

God

lives

evermore.

298

SONNETS.

XVII.

Happy
To To
,

is

England
no

could

be than than

content

see

other other tall

verdure breezes with feel and

its

own

feel

no

are

blown blent

Through
Yet do
For To

its I

woods

high

romances

sometimes

languishment
inward

skies
sit

Italian,
an

an

groan

upon

Alp
what

as

on

throne,

And

half is

forget

world
sweet

or

worldling
artless for

meant.

Happy
Enough

England,
their

her

daughters
me,

simple
arms

loveliness
in burn

Enough
Yet Beauties And do

their I of float

whitest

silence
to

clinging

often

warmly glance,
them

see

deeper
with

and

hear the

their

singing,
waters.

about

summer

300

SONNETS.

XIX.

ON

PICTURE

OF

LEANDEPw

Come

hither,

all

sweet

maidens and of fair with

soberly,
a

Down-looking
Hid
And As if in

aye,

chasten'd

light,

the

fringes
let
your that victim ye

your
hands

eyelids

white, be.

meekly
so

joined
not see,

gentle
a

could of

Untouch'd,

your

beauty

bright,

Sinking Sinking
'Tis be

away

to

his
'mid

young
the

spirit's night.
dreary
to
sea
:

wilder Leander

'd

young

toiling
he and !

his

death his

Nigh
For

swooning,
cheek,
dream

doth

purse

weary
her

lips
smile.

Hero's 0 horrid

smiles
how

against
his

see

body

dips
awhile breath
I
:

Dead-heavy
He's gone
;

arms

and

shoulders all
his

gleam
amorous

up

bubbles

SONNETS.

301

XX.

TO

AILSA

ROCK.

Heakken,
Give
answer

thou

craggy
from

ocean

pyramid
the

!
I

thy
shoulders

voice,

sea-fowl's
in

screams

When

were

thy
the
sun,

mantled

huge

streams

When,
How

from

was

thy

broad

forehead bid dreams

hid

long
Thee

is't

since
to

the

mighty
from

power
fathom

heave in the

airy sleep
of

Sleep
Or Thou

lap
clouds not,
but

thunder

or

sun-beams,
cover-lid dead
? !

when

grey

are

thy
thou

cold
art

answer'st

for

asleep
"

Thy
The last First

life
in

is

two

dead former

eternities
in last the with

air, the
the
thou

deep
the

with
wast

whales,
till
wake
an

eagle-skies
made

"

Drown'd Another

earthquake thy giant


size.

thee

steep,

cannot

LONDON

BRADBURY"
AND

PRINTERS, EVANS,

WHITEFRIAR3.

BY

THE

SAME

AUTHOR.

In

two

volumes,

foolscap

8vo.,

price

10s.

cloth.

LIFE,

LETTBES,
OF

AND

LITEEART

EEMAINS

JOHN

KEATS.

EDITED

BY

RICHARD

MONCKTON

MILNES.