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the complete poetical works-第51章

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Sails of silk and ropes of sandal;

  Such as gleam in ancient lore;

And the singing of the sailors;

  And the answer from the shore!



Most of all; the Spanish ballad

  Haunts me oft; and tarries long;

Of the noble Count Arnaldos

  And the sailor's mystic song。



Like the long waves on a sea…beach;

  Where the sand as silver shines;

With a soft; monotonous cadence;

  Flow its unrhymed lyric lines:



Telling how the Count Arnaldos;

  With his hawk upon his hand;

Saw a fair and stately galley;

  Steering onward to the land;



How he heard the ancient helmsman

  Chant a song so wild and clear;

That the sailing sea…bird slowly

  Poised upon the mast to hear;



Till his soul was full of longing;

  And he cried; with impulse strong;

〃Helmsman! for the love of heaven;

  Teach me; too; that wondrous song!〃



〃Wouldst thou;〃so the helmsman answered;

  〃Learn the secret of the sea?

Only those who brave its dangers

  Comprehend its mystery!〃



In each sail that skims the horizon;

  In each landward…blowing breeze;

I behold that stately galley;

  Hear those mournful melodies;



Till my soul is full of longing

  For the secret of the sea;

And the heart of the great ocean

  Sends a thrilling pulse through me。







TWILIGHT



The twilight is sad and cloudy;

  The wind blows wild and free;

And like the wings of sea…birds

  Flash the white caps of the sea。



But in the fisherman's cottage

  There shines a ruddier light;

And a little face at the window

  Peers out into the night。



Close; close it is pressed to the window;

  As if those childish eyes

Were looking into the darkness;

  To see some form arise。



And a woman's waving shadow

  Is passing to and fro;

Now rising to the ceiling;

  Now bowing and bending low。



What tale do the roaring ocean;

  And the night…wind; bleak and wild;

As they beat at the crazy casement;

  Tell to that little child?



And why do the roaring ocean;

  And the night…wind; wild and bleak;

As they beat at the heart of the mother;

  Drive the color from her cheek?







SIR HUMPHREY GILBERT



Southward with fleet of ice

  Sailed the corsair Death;

Wild and fast blew the blast;

  And the east…wind was his breath。



His lordly ships of ice

  Glisten in the sun;

On each side; like pennons wide;

  Flashing crystal streamlets run。



His sails of white sea…mist

  Dripped with silver rain;

But where he passed there were cast

  Leaden shadows o'er the main。



Eastward from Campobello

  Sir Humphrey Gilbert sailed;

Three days or more seaward he bore;

  Then; alas! the land…wind failed。



Alas! the land…wind failed;

  And ice…cold grew the night;

And nevermore; on sea or shore;

  Should Sir Humphrey see the light。



He sat upon the deck;

  The Book was in his hand

〃Do not fear!  Heaven is as near;〃

  He said; 〃by water as by land!〃



In the first watch of the night;

  Without a signal's sound;

Out of the sea; mysteriously;

  The fleet of Death rose all around。



The moon and the evening star

  Were hanging in the shrouds;

Every mast; as it passed;

  Seemed to rake the passing clouds。



They grappled with their prize;

  At midnight black and cold!

As of a rock was the shock;

  Heavily the ground…swell rolled。



Southward through day and dark;

  They drift in close embrace;

With mist and rain; o'er the open main;

  Yet there seems no change of place。



Southward; forever southward;

  They drift through dark and day;

And like a dream; in the Gulf…Stream

  Sinking; vanish all away。







THE LIGHTHOUSE



The rocky ledge runs far into the sea;

  And on its outer point; some miles away;

The Lighthouse lifts its massive masonry;

  A pillar of fire by night; of cloud by day。



Even at this distance I can see the tides;

  Upheaving; break unheard along its base;

A speechless wrath; that rises and subsides

  In the white lip and tremor of the face。



And as the evening darkens; lo! how bright;

  Through the deep purple of the twilight air;

Beams forth the sudden radiance of its light

  With strange; unearthly splendor in the glare!



Not one alone; from each projecting cape

  And perilous reef along the ocean's verge;

Starts into life a dim; gigantic shape;

  Holding its lantern o'er the restless surge。



Like the great giant Christopher it stands

  Upon the brink of the tempestuous wave;

Wading far out among the rocks and sands;

  The night…o'ertaken mariner to save。



And the great ships sail outward and return;

  Bending and bowing o'er the billowy swells;

And ever joyful; as they see it burn;

  They wave their silent welcomes and farewells。



They come forth from the darkness; and their sails

  Gleam for a moment only in the blaze;

And eager faces; as the light unveils;

  Gaze at the tower; and vanish while they gaze。



The mariner remembers when a child;

  On his first voyage; he saw it fade and sink;

And when; returning from adventures wild;

  He saw it rise again o'er ocean's brink。



Steadfast; serene; immovable; the same

  Year after year; through all the silent night

Burns on forevermore that quenchless flame;

  Shines on that inextinguishable light!



It sees the ocean to its bosom clasp

  The rocks and sea…sand with the kiss of peace;

It sees the wild winds lift it in their grasp;

  And hold it up; and shake it like a fleece。



The startled waves leap over it; the storm

  Smites it with all the scourges of the rain;

And steadily against its solid form

  Press the great shoulders of the hurricane。



The sea…bird wheeling round it; with the din

  Of wings and winds and solitary cries;

Blinded and maddened by the light within;

  Dashes himself against the glare; and dies。



A new Prometheus; chained upon the rock;

  Still grasping in his hand the fire of Jove;

It does not hear the cry; nor heed the shock;

  But hails the mariner with words of love。



〃Sail on!〃 it says; 〃sail on; ye stately ships!

  And with your floating bridge the ocean span;

Be mine to guard this light from all eclipse;

  Be yours to bring man nearer unto man!〃







THE FIRE OF DRIFT…WOOD



DEVEREUX FARM; NEAR MARBLEHEAD



We sat within the farm…house old;

  Whose windows; looking o'er the bay;

Gave to the sea…breeze; damp and cold;

  An easy entrance; night and day。



Not far away we saw the port;

  The strange; old…fashioned; silent town;

The lighthouse; the dismantled fort;

  The wooden houses; quaint and brown。



We sat and talked until the night;

  Descending; filled the little room;

Our faces faded from the sight;

  Our voices only broke the gloom。



We spake of many a vanished scene;

  Of what we once had thought and said;

Of what had been; and might have been;

  And who was changed; and who was dead;


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