第6章

III

—\"AndhowexplainsthyAncientMindhercrimesuponhercreatures,Thesefallingsfromherfairbeginnings,woundingswheresheloves,Intoherwould—beperfectmotions,modes,effects,andfeaturesAdmittingcramps,blackhumours,wandecay,andbalefulblights,Distressintodelights?\"

IV

—\"Ah!know\'stthounothersecretyet,hervainlyveileddeficience,Whenceitcomesthatallunwittinglyshewoundsthelivessheloves?

Thatsightlessarethoseorbsofhers?—whichbartoheromniscienceBringsthosefearfulunfulfilments,thatredravagethroughherzonesWhereatallcreationgroans。

V

\"Shewhispersitineachpatheticstrenuousslowendeavour,Wheninmotheringsheunwittinglysetswoundsonwhatsheloves;

Yetherprimaldoompursuesher,faultful,fatalissheever;

Thoughsodeftandnightovisionisherfacilefinger—touchThattheseersmarvelmuch。

VI

\"Deal,then,hergropingskillnoscorn,nonoteofmalediction;

Notlongontheewillpressthehandthathurtsthelivesitloves;

Andwhileshedaresdead—reckoningon,indarknessofaffliction,Assistherwherethycreaturelydependencecanormay,Forthouartofherclay。\"

TOLIFE

Olifewiththesadsearedface,Iwearyofseeingthee,Andthydraggledcloak,andthyhobblingpace,Andthytoo—forcedpleasantry!

Iknowwhatthouwould\'sttellOfDeath,Time,Destiny

Ihaveknownitlong,andknow,too,wellWhatitallmeansforme。

ButcanstthounotarrayThyselfinraredisguise,Andfeignliketruth,foronemadday,ThatEarthisParadise?

I\'lltunemetothemood,Andmummwiththeetilleve;

AndmaybewhatasinterludeIfeign,Ishallbelieve!

DOOMANDSHE

I

Theredwellsamightypair

Slow,statuesque,intense

AmidthevagueImmense:

Nonecantheirchronicledeclare,Norwhytheybe,norwhence。

II

Motherofallthingsmade,Matchlessinartistry,Unlitwithsightisshe。

Andthoughhereverwell—obeyedVacantoffeelinghe。

III

TheMatronmildlyasks

Athrobineveryword

\"Ourclay—madecreatures,lord,HowfaretheyintheirmortaltasksUponEarth\'sboundedbord?

IV

\"ThefateofthoseIbear,Dearlord,prayturnandview,Andnotifymetrue;

ShapingsthateyelesslyIdareMaybeIwouldundo。

V

\"SometimesfromlairsoflifeMethinksIcatchagroan,Ormultitudinousmoan,AsthoughIhadschemedaworldofstrife,Workingbytouchalone。\"

VI

\"World—weaver!\"hereplies,\"Iscanallthydomain;

ButsincenorjoynorpainDothmyclearsubstancerecognize,Ireadthyrealmsinvain。

VII

\"World—weaver!whatISGrief?

AndwhatareRight,andWrong,AndFeeling,thatbelongTocreaturesallwhoowetheefief?

WhatworseisWeakthanStrong?\"

VIII

—Unlightened,curious,meek,Shebroodsinsadsurmise

—SomesaytheyhaveheardhersighsOnAlpineheightorPolarpeakWhenthenighttempestsrise。

THEPROBLEM

ShallweconcealtheCase,ortellit

Wewhobelievetheevidence?

Hereandtherethewatch—towersknellitWithasullensignificance,Heardofthefewwhohearkenintentlyandcarryaneagerlyupstrainedsense。

Heartsthatarehappiestholdnotbyit;

Betterwelet,then,theoldviewreign;

Sincethereispeaceinit,whydecryit?

Sincethereiscomfort,whydisdain?

Notenotthepigmentthewhilethatthepaintingdetermineshumanity\'sjoyandpain!

THESUBALTERNS

I

\"Poorwanderer,\"saidtheleadensky,\"Ifainwouldlightenthee,ButtherebelawsinforceonhighWhichsayitmustnotbe。\"

II

—\"Iwouldnotfreezethee,shornone,\"criedTheNorth,\"knewIbuthowTowarmmybreath,toslackmystride;

ButIamruledasthou。\"

III

—\"To—morrowIattackthee,wight,\"

SaidSickness。\"YetIswearIbearthylittlearknospite,Butambidenterthere。\"

IV

—\"Comehither,Son,\"IheardDeathsay;

\"IdidnotwillagraveShouldendthypilgrimageto—day,ButI,too,amaslave!\"

V

Wesmileduponeachotherthen,AndlifetomeworelessThatfellcontouritworeerewhenTheyownedtheirpassiveness。

THESLEEP—WORKER

Whenwiltthouwake,OMother,wakeandsee

Asonewho,heldintrance,haslabouredlongByvacantroteandprepossessionstrong

Thecoilsthatthouhastwroughtunwittingly;

Whereinhaveplace,unrealizedbythee,Fairgrowths,foulcankers,rightenmeshedwithwrong,Strangeorchestrasofvictim—shriekandsong,Andcuriousblendsofacheandecstasy?

Shouldthatmorncome,andshowthyopenedeyesAllthatLife\'spalpitatingtissuesfeel,Howwiltthoubearthyselfinthysurprise?

Wiltthoudestroy,inonewildshockofshame,Thywholehighheavingfirmamentalframe,Orpatientlyadjust,amend,andheal?

THEBULLFINCHES

BotherBulleys,letussingFromthedawntillevening!

ForweknownotthatwegonotWhentheday\'spalepinionsfoldUntothosewhosangofold。

WhenIflewtoBlackmoorVale,Whencethegreen—gownedfaerieshail,RoostingnearthemIcouldhearthemSpeakofqueenlyNature\'sways,Means,andmoods,—wellknowntofays。

Allwecreatures,nighandfar(Saidtheythere),theMother\'sare:

YetshenevershowsendeavourToprotectfromwarringswildBirdorbeastshecallsherchild。

BusyinherhandsomehouseKnownasSpace,shefallsa—drowse;

Yet,inseeming,worksondreaming,WhilebeneathhergropinghandsFiendsmakehavocinherbands。

Howherhussif\'rysucceedsSheunknowsorsheunheeds,AllthingsmakingforDeath\'staking!

—Sothegreen—gownedfaeriessayLivingoverBlackmoorway。

Comethen,brethren,letussing,Fromthedawntillevening!

ForweknownotthatwegonotWhentheday\'spalepinionsfoldUntothosewhosangofold。

GOD—FORGOTTEN

Itoweredfar,andlo!IstoodwithinThepresenceoftheLordMostHigh,Sentthitherbythesonsofearth,towinSomeanswertotheircry。

—\"TheEarth,say\'stthou?TheHumanrace?

ByMecreated?Saditslot?

Nay:Ihavenoremembranceofsuchplace:

SuchworldIfashionednot。\"

—\"OLord,forgivemewhenIsayThouspak\'sttheword,andmad\'stitall。\"

\"TheEarthofmen—letmebethinkmeYea!

Idimlydorecall\"SometinysphereIbuiltlongback(Midmillionsofsuchshapesofmine)

SonamedItperished,surely—notawrackRemaining,orasign?

\"Itlostmyinterestfromthefirst,Myaimsthereforsucceedingill;

Haplyitdiedofdoingasitdurst?\"

\"Lord,itexistethstill。\"

\"Dark,then,itslife!FornotacryOfaughtitbearsdoInowhear;

OfitsownactthethreadsweresnaptwherebyItsplaintshadreachedmineear。

\"Itusedtoaskforgiftsofgood,Tillcameitsseveranceself—entailed,Whensuddensilenceonthatsideensued,Andhastillnowprevailed。

\"Allotherorbshavekeptintouch;

Theirvoicingsreachmespeedily:

ThypeopletookuponthemovermuchInsunderingthemfromme!

\"Anditisstrange—thoughsadenough

Earth\'sraceshouldthinkthatonewhosecallFrames,daily,shiningspheresofflawlessstuffMustheedtheirtaintedball!

\"Butsay\'stthou\'tisbypangsdistraught,Andstrife,andsilentsuffering?

DeepgrievedamIthatinjuryshouldbewroughtEvenonsopoorathing!

\"Thoushould\'sthavelearntthatNottoMendForMecouldmeanbutNottoKnow:

Hence,Messengers!andstraightwayputanendTowhatmenundergo。\"

Homingatdawn,IthoughttoseeOneoftheMessengersstandingby。

—Oh,childishthought!YetoftitcomestomeWhentroublehoversnigh。