Poems Lyrical and Dramatic (Paperback)

This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1884 edition. Excerpt: ...thrones, A colossus of cloud or of clay, Over Austerlitz paven with bones Far away. Lo, the mountains to bar him in vain Their snowy battalions spread; He cleaves through their snows to the plain, And scatters their vales with his dead. But unstained the Sarmatian snow, Clean now is the land of the Rhine; Of the wreck of his hosts they can show Not a sign. Go, go to original night, Thou conqueror crowned of the earth, To the realm beyond hope, out of sight, To the dark where thou wast before birth, To no penal unperishing flame, To no life of remorse and dismay, Like a taper blown out with thy shame Far away. Didst thou dream of a Titan s disdain To hurl back on the smiter his blow?. Nature scorns thee too greatly to pain: Thou wast, thou art not, --be it so; But she moves in her circle sublime, Not a tear nor a smile on her face, And forgets thee, now gone out of time Out of space. Where, where art thou, Father of souls? We would clasp thee, we know that thou art: Like an ocean thine influence rolls With its billows of love o er our heart. We would know thee, would cling to thy peace, In thy bosom find shelter for aye, And let wrong and its memory cease Far away. But thy thunders, thy thunders awake, And they scatter all living like chaff, And the good and the evil must quake When thy whirlwinds and tempests but laugh. No name have our tongues to bestow; Only this, thou art other than we. We arise like a wave, and we go; Thou shalt be. HAIL, Queen Artemis, the terror of the deep Arcadian valleys, Threading with thy nymphs the error of the interlacing alleys, Drawn by stags with antlers golden, o er the ridge and by the river, In thy tunic short infolden, with thy boar-spear and thy quiver, Queen of fell and forest olden, .