THEBLINDMAN
OsweetitwerebutoncebeforeIdieTotrackthebirdaboutthewindysky,OrwatchthesoftandchanginggraceImprintedonahumanface。
YetgrantmethatwhichmostIstruggledfor,SinceIamold,andsnowisontheground。
Onearththere'slittletobefound,AndIwouldbearwithearthnomore。
Ogentleyouth,AfoolamI,butletmeseetheTruth!
THESTRANGER
Gazeinmyeyes。
THEBLINDMAN
HowcanIgaze?
Whatsongisthat,andwhattheseraysOfsplendourandthisrushofwings?
THESTRANGER
Thesearethenewcelestialthings。
THEBLINDMAN
RoundthebodyofachildAgreatdarkflamerunswild。
Whatmaythisbe?
THESTRANGER
Lookfurther,youshallsee。
THEBLINDMAN
OutontheseaoftimeandfarawayTheEmpiressaillikeships,andmanyyearsScatterbeforetheminamistofspray:
Beyondismistwhenthemistclears
EnoughAway!Ofriend,Iwouldbethere!
STRANGER
ItismostsurethatGodhasheardhisprayer。
(Thestrangervanishes)
THEBEGGAR
(Leadingatroopofrevellersfromthehousewheretheyweresinging)
Come,brothers,seekmyfriendandbringhimin。
OnsuchanightasthisitwereasinToleavetheblindalone。
THEREVELLERS
Greatlywefearlesthe,stillresolute,Havewanderedtothefieldsforpoisonedfruit。
THEBEGGAR
Seehereuponthisstone……
Heisallfrozen……takehimtoabedAndwarmhishands。
THEREVELLERS
Osorrow,heisdead!
GRAVISDULCISIMMUTABILIS
Come,letmekissyourwistfulfaceWhereSorrowcurvesherbowofpain,AndlivesweetdaysandbitterdaysWithyou,orwantingyouagain。
Idreadyourperishablegold:
Comenearmenow;theyearsarefew。
Alas,whenyouandIareoldIshallnotwanttolookatyou:
Andyetcomein。IshallnotdareTogazeuponyourcountenance,ButIshallhuddleinmychair,Turntothefiremyfirelessglance,Andlisten,whilethatslowandgraveImmutablesweetvoiceofyoursRisesandfalls,asfallsawaveInsummeronforgottenshores。
PILLAGE
Theywilltrampleourgardenstomire,theywillburyourcityinfire;
Ourwomenawaittheirdesire,ourchildrentheclangofthechain。
Ourgraveeyedjudgesandlordstheywillbindbytheneckwithcords,Andharrywithwhipsandswordstilltheyperishofshameorpain,AndthegreatlapislazulidomewherethegodsofourracehadahomeWillbreaklikeawavefromthefoam,andshredintofieryrain。
NomoreonthelongsummerdaysshallwewalkinthemeadowsweetwaysWiththeteachersofmusicandphrase,andthemastersofdanceanddesign。
Nomorewhenthetrumpetercallsshallwefeastinthewhitelighthalls;
Forstayedarethesoftfootfallsofthemoonbrowedbearersofwine,AndlostarethestatuesofKingsandofGodswithgreatgloriouswings,Andanempireofbeautifulthings,andthelipsofthelovewhowasmine。
Wehavevanished,butnotintonight,thoughourmanhoodwesoldtodelight,Neglectingthechancesoffight,unfitforthespearandthebow。
Wearedead,butourlivingwasgreat:wearedumb,butasongofourStateWillroaminthedesertandwait,withitsburdenoflong,longago,TillascholarfromseabrightlandsunearthfromtheyearsandthesandsSomeimagewithbeautifulhands,andknowwhatwewanthimtoknow。
THEBALLADOFZACHO
(aGreekLegend。)
ZachotheKingrodeoutofold(AndtruthiswhatItell)
WithsaddleandspursandareinofgoldTofindthedoorofHell。
AndroundaroundhimsurgedthedeadWithsoftandlustrouseyes。
"Whycameyouhere,oldfriend?"theysaid:
"Unwise……unwise……unwise!
"YoushouldhavelefttotheprinceyoursonSpursandsaddleandrein:
Yourbrightandmorningdaysaredone;
Youridenotoutagain。"
"IcametogreetmyfriendswhofellSwordscatteredfrommyside;
AndwhenI'vedrunkthewineofHellI'lloutagainandride!"
ButCharonroseandcaughthishairInfingerssharpandlong。
"Looseme,oldferryman:playfair:
Tryifmyarmbestrong。"
ThricedravehehardonCharon'sbreast,Andstruckhimthricetoground,Tillstrangerghostscameouto'thewestAndsatlikestarsaround。
AndthriceoldCharonroseuphighAndseizedhimasbefore。
"Looseme!abrokenmanamI,Andfightwithyounomore。''
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