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the complete poetical works-第131章

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O king; that hast dominion o'er the wind;

Bid it arise and bear me hence to Ind。〃



The king gazed upward at the cloudless sky;

Whispered a word; and raised his hand on high;

And lo! the signet…ring of chrysoprase

On his uplifted finger seemed to blaze

With hidden fire; and rushing from the west

There came a mighty wind; and seized the guest

And lifted him from earth; and on they passed;

His shining garments streaming in the blast;

A silken banner o'er the walls upreared;

A purple cloud; that gleamed and disappeared。

Then said the Angel; smiling: 〃If this man

Be Rajah Runjeet…Sing of Hindostan;

Thou hast done well in listening to his prayer;

I was upon my way to seek him there。〃







INTERLUDE。



〃O Edrehi; forbear to…night

Your ghostly legends of affright;

And let the Talmud rest in peace;

Spare us your dismal tales of death

That almost take away one's breath;

So doing; may your tribe increase。〃



Thus the Sicilian said; then went

And on the spinet's rattling keys

Played Marianina; like a breeze

From Naples and the Southern seas;

That brings us the delicious scent

Of citron and of orange trees;

And memories of soft days of ease

At Capri and Amalfi spent。



〃Not so;〃 the eager Poet said;

〃At least; not so before I tell

The story of my Azrael;

An angel mortal as ourselves;

Which in an ancient tome I found

Upon a convent's dusty shelves;

Chained with an iron chain; and bound

In parchment; and with clasps of brass;

Lest from its prison; some dark day;

It might be stolen or steal away;

While the good friars were singing mass。



〃It is a tale of Charlemagne;

When like a thunder…cloud; that lowers

And sweeps from mountain…crest to coast;

With lightning flaming through its showers;

He swept across the Lombard plain;

Beleaguering with his warlike train

Pavia; the country's pride and boast;

The City of the Hundred Towers。〃

Thus heralded the tale began;

And thus in sober measure ran。







THE POET'S TALE



CHARLEMAGNE



Olger the Dane and Desiderio;

King of the Lombards; on a lofty tower

Stood gazing northward o'er the rolling plains;

League after league of harvests; to the foot

Of the snow…crested Alps; and saw approach

A mighty army; thronging all the roads

That led into the city。  And the King

Said unto Olger; who had passed his youth

As hostage at the court of France; and knew

The Emperor's form and face 〃Is Charlemagne

Among that host?〃  And Olger answered: 〃No。〃



And still the innumerable multitude

Flowed onward and increased; until the King

Cried in amazement: 〃Surely Charlemagne

Is coming in the midst of all these knights!〃

And Olger answered slowly: 〃No; not yet;

He will not come so soon。〃  Then much disturbed

King Desiderio asked: 〃What shall we do;

if he approach with a still greater army!〃

And Olger answered: 〃When he shall appear;

You will behold what manner of man he is;

But what will then befall us I know not。〃



Then came the guard that never knew repose;

The Paladins of France; and at the sight

The Lombard King o'ercome with terror cried:

〃This must be Charlemagne!〃 and as before

Did Olger answer: 〃No; not yet; not yet。〃



And then appeared in panoply complete

The Bishops and the Abbots and the Priests

Of the imperial chapel; and the Counts

And Desiderio could no more endure

The light of day; nor yet encounter death;

But sobbed aloud and said: 〃Let us go down

And hide us in the bosom of the earth;

Far from the sight and anger of a foe

So terrible as this!〃  And Olger said:

〃When you behold the harvests in the fields

Shaking with fear; the Po and the Ticino

Lashing the city walls with iron waves;

Then may you know that Charlemagne is come。

And even as he spake; in the northwest;

Lo! there uprose a black and threatening cloud;

Out of whose bosom flashed the light of arms

Upon the people pent up in the city;

A light more terrible than any darkness;

And Charlemagne appeared;a Man of Iron!



His helmet was of iron; and his gloves

Of iron; and his breastplate and his greaves

And tassets were of iron; and his shield。

In his left hand he held an iron spear;

In his right hand his sword invincible。

The horse he rode on had the strength of iron;

And color of iron。  All who went before him

Beside him and behind him; his whole host;

Were armed with iron; and their hearts within them

Were stronger than the armor that they wore。

The fields and all the roads were filled with iron;

And points of iron glistened in the sun

And shed a terror through the city streets。



This at a single glance Olger the Dane

Saw from the tower; and turning to the King

Exclaimed in haste: 〃Behold! this is the man

You looked for with such eagerness!〃 and then

Fell as one dead at Desiderio's feet。







INTERLUDE



Well pleased all listened to the tale;

That drew; the Student said; its pith

And marrow from the ancient myth

Of some one with an iron flail;

Or that portentous Man of Brass

Hephaestus made in days of yore;

Who stalked about the Cretan shore;

And saw the ships appear and pass;

And threw stones at the Argonauts;

Being filled with indiscriminate ire

That tangled and perplexed his thoughts;

But; like a hospitable host;

When strangers landed on the coast;

Heated himself red…hot with fire;

And hugged them in his arms; and pressed

Their bodies to his burning breast。



The Poet answered: 〃No; not thus

The legend rose; it sprang at first

Out of the hunger and the thirst

In all men for the marvellous。

And thus it filled and satisfied

The imagination of mankind;

And this ideal to the mind

Was truer than historic fact。

Fancy enlarged and multiplied

The tenors of the awful name

Of Charlemagne; till he became

Armipotent in every act;

And; clothed in mystery; appeared

Not what men saw; but what they feared。

Besides; unless my memory fail;

Your some one with an iron flail

Is not an ancient myth at all;

But comes much later on the scene

As Talus in the Faerie Queene;

The iron groom of Artegall;

Who threshed out falsehood and deceit;

And truth upheld; and righted wrong;

As was; as is the swallow; fleet;

And as the lion is; was strong。〃



The Theologian said: 〃Perchance

Your chronicler in writing this

Had in his mind the Anabasis;

Where Xenophon describes the advance

Of Artaxerxes to the fight;

At first the low gray cloud of dust;

And then a blackness o'er the fields

As of a passing thunder…gust;

Then flash of brazen armor bright;

And ranks of men; and spears up…thrust;

Bowmen and troops with wicker shields;

And cavalry equipped in white;

And chariots ranged in front of these

With scythes upon their axle…trees。〃



To this the Student answered: 〃Well;

I also have a tale to tell

Of Charlemagne; a tale that throws

A softer light; more tinged with rose;

Than your grim apparition cast

Upon the dark
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