MAHMUD But raised above thy fellow-men By thought, as I by power. AHASUERUS Thou sayest so. MAHMUD Thou art an adept in the difficult lore Of Greek and Frank philosophy; thou number est The flowers, and thou measurest the stars; Thou severest element from element; Thy spirit is present in the past, and sees The birth of this old world through all its cycles And when man was not, and how man became I honor thee, and would be what thou art What thou hast taught me, but I now perceive 755 apprehended, Shelley Errata, Williams transcript | appre hend, Shelley, 1822. Disdain thee? AHASUERUS not the worm beneath thy feet! The Fathomless has care for meaner things Than thou canst dream, and has made pride for those Who would be what they may not, or would seem With all its cressets of immortal fire, Against the escape of boldest thoughts, repels them With all the silent or tempestuous workings By which they have been, are, or cease to be, Is but a vision; all that it inherits Are motes of a sick eye, bubbles, and dreams ; MAHMUD What meanest thou? thy words stream like a tempest Of dazzling mist within my brain — they shake The earth on which I stand, and hang like night On Heaven above me. What can they avail? They cast on all things, surest, brightest, best, Doubt, insecurity, astonishment. Mistake me not! AHASUERUS All is contained in each. Dodona's forest to an acorn's cup Is that which has been or will be, to that Which is the absent to the present. Thought Alone, and its quick elements, Will, Passion, They are what that which they regard appears, All that it hath dominion o'er worlds, worms, Empires, and superstitions. What has thought To do with time, or place, or circumstance? Wouldst thou behold the future? ask and have! Knock and it shall be opened — look, and lo! The coming age is shadowed on the past As on a glass. MAHMUD Wild, wilder thoughts convulse My spirit. Did not Mahomet the Second AHASUERUS Thou wouldst ask that giant spirit The written fortunes of thy house and faith. MAHMUD Thy words Have power on me! I see As of the assault of an imperial city, The roar of giant cannon; the earth-quaking Allah-illah-Allah! AHASUERUS The sulphurous mist is raised - thou seest MAHMUD A chasm, As of two mountains, in the wall of Stamboul; And in that ghastly breach the Islamites, And seems he is Mahomet! AHASUERUS What thou seest Is but the ghost of thy forgotten dream; Poised by the flood, e'en on the height thou holdest, Conceived in darkness, born in blood, and nourished [Exit AHASUERUS. |