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The forms which peopled this terrific trance He struck my chains,and gently spake and smiled : I well remember--like a quire of devils,
As they were loosened by that Hermit old, Around me they involved a giddy dance ;
Mine eyes were of their madness half beguiled, Legions seemed gathering from the misty levels To answer those kind looks.-He did enfold Of ocean, to supply those ceaseless revels,
His giant arms around me to uphold Foul, ceaseless shadows:-thought could not divide My wretched frame, my scorched limbs he wound The actual world from these entangling evils, In linen moist and balmy, and as cold Which so bemocked themselves, that I descried As dew to drooping leaves :—thechain, with sound All shapes like mine own self, hideously multiplied. Like earthquake, through the chasm of that steep
stair did bound
The moon was darting through the lattices
But custom maketh blind and obdurate Its yellow light, warm as the beams of day
The loftiest hearts:-he had beheld the woe So warm, that to admit the dewy breeze,
In which mankind was bound, but deemed that fate The old man opened them; the moonlight lay Which made them abject would preserve them so; Upon a lake whose waters wove their play
And in such faith, some stedfast joy to know, Even to the threshold of that lonely home: He sought this cell: but, when fame went abroad Within was seen in the dim wavering ray, That one in Argolis did undergo The antique sculptured roof, and many a tome Torture for liberty, and that the crowd Whose lore had made that sage all that he had High truths from gifted lips had heard and underbecome.
The rock-built barrier of the sea was past,-
And that the multitude was gathering wide,
“ So in the populous City, a young maiden I saw my countenance reflected there;Has baffled Havoc of the prey which he
And then my youth fell on me like a wind Marks as his own, whene'er with chains o'erladen Descending on still waters—my thin hair Men make them arms to hurl down tyranny, Was prematurely grey, my face was lined False arbiter between the bound and free; With channels, such as suffering leaves behind, And o'er the land, in hamlets and in towns Not age; my brow was pale, but in my cheek The multitudes collect tumultuously,
And lips a flush of gnawing fire did find (speak And throng in arms; but tyranny disowns Their food and dwelling; though mine eyes might Their claim, and gathers strength around its trem- A subtle mind and strong within a frame thus weak.
“ Blood soon, although unwillingly, to shed And though their lustre now was spent and faded,
And leftit vacant—'twas her lover's face, (scene, Many yet stand in her array—she paves
It might resemble her-it once had been Her path with human hearts,' and o'er it Alings The mirror of her thoughts, and still the grace The wildering gloom of her immeasurable wings. Which her mind's shadow cast, left there a linger
XXXI. “ There is a plain beneath the City's wall,
What then was I ? She slumbered with the dead. Bounded by misty mountains, wide and vast; Glory and joy and peace, had come and gone. Millions there lift at Freedom's thrilling call Doth the cloud perish, when the beams are fled Ten thousand standards wide; they load the blast Which steeped its skirts in gold? or dark, and lone, Which bears one sound of many voices past, Doth it not through the paths of night unknown, And startles on his throne their sceptred foe: On outspread wings of its own wind upborne He sits amid his idle pomp aghast,
Pour rain upon the earth? the stars are shown, And that his power hath past away, doth know When the cold moon sharpens her silver horn Why pause the victor swords to seal his overthrow ? Under the sea, and make the wide night not forlorn.
Then, suddenly, I knew it was the youth
“ O wherefore should ill ever flow from ill, In whom its earliest hopes my spirit found ; And pain still keener pain for ever breed ? But envious tongues had stained his spotless truth, We all are brethren-even the slaves who kill And thoughtless pride his love in silence bound, For hire, are men ; and to avenge misdeed And shame and sorrow mine in toils had wound, On the misdoer, doth but Misery feed Whilst he was innocent, and I deluded.
With her own broken heart ! 0 Earth, 0 Heaven! The truth now came upon me, on the ground And thou, dread Nature, which to every deed Tears of repenting joy, which fast intruded, And all that lives, or is to be, hath given, Fell fast, and o'er its peace our mingling spirits Even as to thee have these done ill, and are brooded.
forgiven. Thus, while with rapid lips and earnest eyes “Join then your hands and hearts, and let the past We talked, a sound of sweeping conflict spread, Be as a grave which gives not up its dead As from the earth did suddenly arise ;.
To evil thoughts.”—A film then overcast From every tent, roused by that clamour dread, My sense with dimness, for the wound, which bled Our bands outsprung and seized theirarms; wesped Freshly, swift shadows o'er mine eyes had shed. Towards the sound: our tribes were gathering far, When I awoke, I lay 'mid friends and foes, Those sanguine slaves amid ten thousand dead And earnest countenances on me shed Stabbed in their sleep, trampled i treacherous war, The light of questioning looks, whilst one did close The gentle hearts whose power their lives had My wound with balmiest herbs, and soothed me sought to spare.
to repose ;