endymion- a poetic romance-第23章
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The teeming earth a sudden witness bore
Of his swift magic。 Diving swans appear
Above the crystal circlings white and clear；
And catch the cheated eye in wide surprise；
How they can dive in sight and unseen rise…
So from the turf outsprang two steeds jet…black；
Each with large dark blue wings upon his back。
The youth of Caria plac'd the lovely dame
On one； and felt himself in spleen to tame
The other's fierceness。 Through the air they flew；
High as the eagles。 Like two drops of dew
Exhal'd to Phoebus' lips； away they are gone；
Far from the earth away… unseen； alone；
Among cool clouds and winds； but that the free；
The buoyant life of song can floating be
Above their heads； and follow them untir'd。…
Muse of my native land； am I inspir'd？
This is the giddy air； and I must spread
Wide pinions to keep here； nor do I dread
Or height； or depth； or width； or any chance
Precipitous： I have beneath my glance
Those towering horses and their mournful freight。
Could I thus sail； and see； and thus await
Fearless for power of thought； without thine aid？…
There is a sleepy dusk； an odorous shade
From some approaching wonder； and behold
Those winged steeds； with snorting nostrils bold
Snuff at its faint extreme； and seem to tire；
Dying to embers from their native fire！
There curl'd a purple mist around them； soon；
It seem'd as when around the pale new moon
Sad Zephyr droops the clouds like weeping willow：
'Twas Sleep slow journeying with head on pillow。
For the first time； since he came nigh dead born
From the old womb of night； his cave forlorn
Had he left more forlorn； for the first time；
He felt aloof the day and morning's prime…
Because into his depth Cimmerian
There came a dream； showing how a young man；
Ere a lean bat could plump its wintery skin；
Would at high Jove's empyreal footstool win
An immortality； and how espouse
Jove's daughter； and be reckon'd of his house。
Now was he slumbering towards heaven's gate；
That he might at the threshold one hour wait
To hear the marriage melodies； and then
Sink downward to his dusky cave again。
His litter of smooth semilucent mist；
Diversely ting'd with rose and amethyst；
Puzzled those eyes that for the centre sought；
And scarcely for one moment could be caught
His sluggish form reposing motionless。
Those two on winged steeds； with all the stress
Of vision search'd for him； as one would look
Athwart the sallows of a river nook
To catch a glance at silver…throated eels；…
Or from old Skiddaw's top； when fog conceals
His rugged forehead in a mantle pale；
With an eye…guess towards some pleasant vale
Descry a favourite hamlet faint and far。
These raven horses； though they foster'd are
Of earth's splenetic fire； dully drop
Their full…vein'd ears； nostrils blood wide； and stop；
Upon the spiritless mist have they outspread
Their ample feathers； are in slumber dead；…
And on those pinions； level in mid air；
Endymion sleepeth and the lady fair。
Slowly they sail； slowly as icy isle
Upon a calm sea drifting： and meanwhile
The mournful wanderer dreams。 Behold！ he walks
On heaven's pavement； brotherly he talks
To divine powers： from his hand full fain
Juno's proud birds are pecking pearly grain：
He tries the nerve of Phoebus' golden bow；
And asketh where the golden apples grow：
Upon his arm he braces Pallas' shield；
And strives in vain to unsettle and wield
A Jovian thunderbolt： arch Hebe brings
A full…brimm'd goblet； dances lightly； sings
And tantalizes long； at last he drinks；
And lost in pleasure at her feet he sinks；
Touching with dazzled lips her starlight hand。
He blows a bugle；… an ethereal band
Are visible above： the Seasons four；…
Green…kyrtled Spring； flush Summer； golden store
In Autumn's sickle； Winter frosty hoar；
Join dance with shadowy Hours； while still the blast
In swells unmitigated； still doth last
To sway their floating morris。 〃Whose is this？
Whose bugle？〃 he inquires； they smile… 〃O Dis！
Why is this mortal here？ Dost thou not know
Its mistress' lips？ Not thou？… 'Tis Dian's： lo！
She rises crescented！〃 He looks； 'tis she；
His very goddess； good…bye earth； and sea；
And air； and pains； and care； and suffering；
Good…bye to all but love！ Then doth he spring
Towards her； and awakes… and； strange； o'erhead；
Of those same fragrant exhalations bred；
Beheld awake his very dream： the gods
Stood smiling； merry Hebe laughs and nods；
And Phoebe bends towards him crescented。
O state perplexing！ On the pinion bed；
Too well awake； he feels the panting side
Of his delicious lady。 He who died
For soaring too audacious in the sun；
When that same treacherous wax began to run；
Felt not more tongue…tied than Endymion。
His heart leapt up as to its rightful throne；
To that fair shadow'd passion puls'd its way…
Ah； what perplexity！ Ah； well a day！
So fond； so beauteous was his bed…fellow；
He could not help but kiss her： then he grew
Awhile forgetful of all beauty save
Young Phoebe's； golden hair'd； and so 'gan crave
Forgiveness： yet he turn'd once more to look
At the sweet sleeper；… all his soul was shook；…
She press'd his hand in slumber； so once more
He could not help but kiss her and adore。
At this the shadow wept； melting away。
The Latmian started up： 〃Bright goddess； stay！
Search my most hidden breast！ By truth's own tongue；
I have no daedale heart： why is it wrung
To desperation？ Is there nought for me；
Upon the bourne of bliss； but misery？〃
These words awoke the stranger of dark tresses：
Her dawning love…look rapt Endymion blesses
With 'haviour soft。 Sleep yawn'd from underneath。
〃Thou swan of Ganges； let us no more breathe
This murky phantasm！ thou contented seem'st
Pillow'd in lovely idleness； nor dream'st
What horrors may discomfort thee and me。
Ah； shouldst thou die from my heart…treachery！…
Yet did she merely weep… her gentle soul
Hath no revenge in it： as it is whole
In tenderness； would I were whole in love！
Can I prize thee； fair maid； all price above；
Even when I feel as true as innocence？
I do； I do。… What is this soul then？ Whence
Came it？ It does not seem my own； and I
Have no self…passion or identity。
Some fearful end must be： where； where is it？
By Nemesis； I see my spirit flit
Alone about the dark… Forgive me； sweet：
Shall we away？〃 He rous'd the steeds： they beat
Their wings chivalrous into the clear air；
Leaving old Sleep within his vapoury lair。
The good…night blush of eve was waning slow；
And Vesper； risen star； began to throe
In the dusk heavens silverly； when they
Thus sprang direct towards the Galaxy。
Nor did speed hinder converse soft and strange…
Eternal oaths and vows they interchange；
In such wise； in such temper； so aloof
Up in the winds； beneath a starry roof；
So witless of their doom； that verily
'Tis well nigh past man's search their he
