endymion- a poetic romance-第15章
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He rose in silence； and once more 'gan fare
Along his fated way。
Far had he roam'd；
With nothing save the hollow vast； that foam'd；
Above； around； and at his feet； save things
More dead than Morpheus' imaginings：
Old rusted anchors； helmets； breast…plates large
Of gone sea…warriors； brazen beaks and targe；
Rudders that for a hundred years had lost
The sway of human hand； gold vase emboss'd
With long…forgotten story； and wherein
No reveller had ever dipp'd a chin
But those of Saturn's vintage； mouldering scrolls；
Writ in the tongue of heaven； by those souls
Who first were on the earth； and sculptures rude
In ponderous stone； developing the mood
Of ancient Nox；… then skeletons of man；
Of beast； behemoth； and leviathan；
And elephant； and eagle； and huge jaw
Of nameless monster。 A cold leaden awe
These secrets struck into him； and unless
Dian had chaced away that heaviness；
He might have died： but now； with cheered feel；
He onward kept； wooing these thoughts to steal
About the labyrinth in his soul of love。
〃What is there in thee； Moon！ that thou shouldst move
My heart so potently？ When yet a child
I oft have dried my tears when thou hast smil'd。
Thou seem'dst my sister： hand in hand we went
From eve to morn across the firmament。
No apples would I gather from the tree；
Till thou hadst cool'd their cheeks deliciously：
No tumbling water ever spake romance；
But when my eyes with thine thereon could dance：
No woods were green enough； no bower divine；
Until thou liftedst up thine eyelids fine：
In sowing time ne'er would I dibble take；
Or drop a seed； till thou wast wide awake；
And； in the summer tide of blossoming；
No one but thee hath heard me blithly sing
And mesh my dewy flowers all the night。
No melody was like a passing spright
If it went not to solemnize thy reign。
Yes； in my boyhood； every joy and pain
By thee were fashion'd to the self…same end；
And as I grew in years； still didst thou blend
With all my ardours： thou wast the deep glen；
Thou wast the mountain…top… the sage's pen…
The poet's harp… the voice of friends… the sun；
Thou wast the river… thou wast glory won；
Thou wast my clarion's blast… thou wast my steed…
My goblet full of wine… my topmost deed：…
Thou wast the charm of women； lovely Moon！
O what a wild and harmonized tune
My spirit struck from all the beautiful！
On some bright essence could I lean； and lull
Myself to immortality： I prest
Nature's soft pillow in a wakeful rest。
But； gentle Orb！ there came a nearer bliss…
My strange love came… Felicity's abyss！
She came； and thou didst fade； and fade away…
Yet not entirely； no； thy starry sway
Has been an under…passion to this hour。
Now I begin to feel thine orby power
Is coming fresh upon me： O be kind；
Keep back thine influence； and do not blind
My sovereign vision。… Dearest love； forgive
That I can think away from thee and live！…
Pardon me； airy planet； that I prize
One thought beyond thine argent luxuries！
How far beyond！〃 At this a surpris'd start
Frosted the springing verdure of his heart；
For as he lifted up his eyes to swear
How his own goddess was past all things fair；
He saw far in the concave green of the sea
An old man sitting calm and peacefully。
Upon a weeded rock this old man sat；
And his white hair was awful； and a mat
Of weeds were cold beneath his cold thin feet；
And； ample as the largest winding…sheet；
A cloak of blue wrapp'd up his aged bones；
O'erwrought with symbols by the deepest groans
Of ambitious magic： every ocean…form
Was woven in with black distinctness； storm；
And calm； and whispering； and hideous roar；
Quicksand； and whirlpool； and deserted shore；
Were emblem'd in the woof； with every shape
That skims； or dives； or sleeps； 'twixt cape and cape。
The gulphing whale was like a dot in the spell；
Yet look upon it； and 'twould size and swell
To its huge self； and the minutest fish
Would pass the very hardest gazer's wish；
And show his little eye's anatomy。
Then there was pictur'd the regality
Of Neptune； and the sea nymphs round his state；
In beauteous vassalage； look up and wait。
Beside this old man lay a pearly wand；
And in his lap a book； the which he conn'd
So stedfastly； that the new denizen
Had time to keep him in amazed ken；
To mark these shadowings； and stand in awe。
The old man rais'd his hoary head and saw
The wilder'd stranger… seeming not to see；
His features were so lifeless。 Suddenly
He woke as from a trance； his snow…white brows
Went arching up； and like two magic ploughs
Furrow'd deep wrinkles in his forehead large；
Which kept as fixedly as rocky marge；
Till round his wither'd lips had gone a smile。
Then up he rose； like one whose tedious toil
Had watch'd for years in forlorn hermitage；
Who had not from mid…life to utmost age
Eas'd in one accent his o'er…burden'd soul；
Even to the trees。 He rose： he grasp'd his stole；
With convuls'd clenches waving it abroad；
And in a voice of solemn joy； that aw'd
Echo into oblivion； he said：…
〃Thou art the man！ Now shall I lay my head
In peace upon my watery pillow： now
Sleep will come smoothly to my weary brow。
O Jove！ I shall be young again； be young！
O shell…borne Neptune； I am pierc'd and stung
With new…born life！ What shall I do？ Where go；
When I have cast this serpent…skin of woe？…
I'll swim to the syrens； and one moment listen
Their melodies； and see their long hair glisten；
Anon upon that giant's arm I'll be；
That writhes about the roots of Sicily：
To northern seas I'll in a twinkling sail；
And mount upon the snortings of a whale
To some black cloud； thence down I'll madly sweep
On forked lightning； to the deepest deep；
Where through some sucking pool I will be hurl'd
With rapture to the other side of the world！
O； I am full of gladness！ Sisters three；
I bow full hearted to your old decree！
Yes； every god be thank'd； and power benign；
For I no more shall wither； droop； and pine。
Thou art the man！〃 Endymion started back
Dismay'd； and； like a wretch from whom the rack
Tortures hot breath； and speech of agony；
Mutter'd： 〃What lonely death am I to die
In this cold region？ Will he let me freeze；
And float my brittle limbs o'er polar seas？
Or will he touch me with his searing hand；
And leave a black memorial on the sand？
Or tear me piece…meal with a bony saw；
And keep me as a chosen food to draw
His magian fish through hated fire and flame？
O misery of hell！ resistless； tame；
Am I to be burnt up？ No； I will shout；
Until the gods through heaven's blue look out！…
O Tartarus！ but some few days agone
Her soft arms were entwining me； and on
Her voice I hung like fruit among green leaves：
Her lips were all my own； and… ah； ripe sheaves
Of happiness！ ye on the stubble droop；
But never may be garner'd。 I must stoop
