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Orchard and olive…garden grey；
Till from the drear Campagna's way
The seven hills bear up the dome！
III。
A pilgrim from the northern seas …
What joy for me to seek alone
The wondrous temple and the throne
Of him who holds the awful keys！
When； bright with purple and with gold
Come priest and holy cardinal；
And borne above the heads of all
The gentle Shepherd of the Fold。
O joy to see before I die
The only God…anointed king；
And hear the silver trumpets ring
A triumph as he passes by！
Or at the brazen…pillared shrine
Holds high the mystic sacrifice；
And shows his God to human eyes
Beneath the veil of bread and wine。
IV。
For lo； what changes time can bring！
The cycles of revolving years
May free my heart from all its fears；
And teach my lips a song to sing。
Before yon field of trembling gold
Is garnered into dusty sheaves；
Or ere the autumn's scarlet leaves
Flutter as birds adown the wold；
I may have run the glorious race；
And caught the torch while yet aflame；
And called upon the holy name
Of Him who now doth hide His face。
ARONA
HUMANITAD
It is full winter now： the trees are bare；
Save where the cattle huddle from the cold
Beneath the pine； for it doth never wear
The autumn's gaudy livery whose gold
Her jealous brother pilfers； but is true
To the green doublet； bitter is the wind； as though it blew
From Saturn's cave； a few thin wisps of hay
Lie on the sharp black hedges； where the wain
Dragged the sweet pillage of a summer's day
From the low meadows up the narrow lane；
Upon the half…thawed snow the bleating sheep
Press close against the hurdles； and the shivering house…dogs creep
From the shut stable to the frozen stream
And back again disconsolate； and miss
The bawling shepherds and the noisy team；
And overhead in circling listlessness
The cawing rooks whirl round the frosted stack；
Or crowd the dripping boughs； and in the fen the ice…pools crack
Where the gaunt bittern stalks among the reeds
And flaps his wings； and stretches back his neck；
And hoots to see the moon； across the meads
Limps the poor frightened hare； a little speck；
And a stray seamew with its fretful cry
Flits like a sudden drift of snow against the dull grey sky。
Full winter： and the lusty goodman brings
His load of faggots from the chilly byre；
And stamps his feet upon the hearth； and flings
The sappy billets on the waning fire；
And laughs to see the sudden lightening scare
His children at their play； and yet； … the spring is in the air；
Already the slim crocus stirs the snow；
And soon yon blanched fields will bloom again
With nodding cowslips for some lad to mow；
For with the first warm kisses of the rain
The winter's icy sorrow breaks to tears；
And the brown thrushes mate； and with bright eyes the rabbit peers
From the dark warren where the fir…cones lie；
And treads one snowdrop under foot； and runs
Over the mossy knoll； and blackbirds fly
Across our path at evening； and the suns
Stay longer with us； ah！ how good to see
Grass…girdled spring in all her joy of laughing greenery
Dance through the hedges till the early rose；
（That sweet repentance of the thorny briar！）
Burst from its sheathed emerald and disclose
The little quivering disk of golden fire
Which the bees know so well； for with it come
Pale boy's…love； sops…in…wine； and daffadillies all in bloom。
Then up and down the field the sower goes；
While close behind the laughing younker scares
With shrilly whoop the black and thievish crows；
And then the chestnut…tree its glory wears；
And on the grass the creamy blossom falls
In odorous excess； and faint half…whispered madrigals
Steal from the bluebells' nodding carillons
Each breezy morn； and then white jessamine；
That star of its own heaven； snap…dragons
With lolling crimson tongues； and eglantine
In dusty velvets clad usurp the bed
And woodland empery； and when the lingering rose hath shed
Red leaf by leaf its folded panoply；
And pansies closed their purple…lidded eyes；
Chrysanthemums from gilded argosy
Unload their gaudy scentless merchandise；
And violets getting overbold withdraw
From their shy nooks； and scarlet berries dot the leafless haw。
O happy field！ and O thrice happy tree！
Soon will your queen in daisy…flowered smock
And crown of flower…de…luce trip down the lea；
Soon will the lazy shepherds drive their flock
Back to the pasture by the pool； and soon
Through the green leaves will float the hum of murmuring bees at
noon。
Soon will the glade be bright with bellamour；
The flower which wantons love； and those sweet nuns
Vale…lilies in their snowy vestiture
Will tell their beaded pearls； and carnations
With mitred dusky leaves will scent the wind；
And straggling traveller's…joy each hedge with yellow stars will
bind。
Dear bride of Nature and most bounteous spring；
That canst give increase to the sweet…breath'd kine；
And to the kid its little horns； and bring
The soft and silky blossoms to the vine；
Where is that old nepenthe which of yore
Man got from poppy root and glossy…berried mandragore！
There was a time when any common bird
Could make me sing in unison； a time
When all the strings of boyish life were stirred
To quick response or more melodious rhyme
By every forest idyll； … do I change？
Or rather doth some evil thing through thy fair pleasaunce range？
Nay； nay； thou art the same： 'tis I who seek
To vex with sighs thy simple solitude；
And because fruitless tears bedew my cheek
Would have thee weep with me in brotherhood；
Fool！ shall each wronged and restless spirit dare
To taint such wine with the salt poison of own despair！
Thou art the same： 'tis I whose wretched soul
Takes discontent to be its paramour；
And gives its kingdom to the rude control
Of what should be its servitor； … for sure
Wisdom is somewhere； though the stormy sea
Contain it not； and the huge deep answer ''Tis not in me。'
To burn with one clear flame； to stand erect
In natural honour； not to bend the knee
In profitless prostrations whose effect
Is by itself condemned； what alchemy
Can teach me this？ what herb Medea brewed
Will bring the unexultant peace of essence not subdued？
The minor chord which ends the harmony；
And for its answering brother waits in vain
Sobbing for incompleted melody；
Dies a swan's death； but I the heir of pain；
A silent Memnon with blank lidless eyes；
Wait for the light and music of those suns which never rise。
The quenched…out torch； the lonely cypress…gloom；
The little dust stored in the narrow urn；
The gentle XAIPE of the Attic tomb； …
Were not these better far than to return
To my old fitful restless malady；
Or spend my days within the voiceless cave of misery？
Nay！ for perchance that poppy…crowned god
Is like the watcher