anthology of massachusetts poets(马萨诸赛诗人)-第12章
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ones； I ween。
And； bedad； it is a wonder To behold the way they act。 They're the lads
that seldom blunder； Wise and wary； that's the fact。 You may hold them
with your eye； Look away and off they fly； Leprechauns and cluricauns；
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Bedad； but they are sly！
They have heaps of golden treasure Hid away within the ground；
Where they spend their days in leisure； And where fairy joys abound； But
to mortals not a guinea Will they give…no； not a penny。 Leprechauns and
cluricauns； Their gold is seldom found。
Maybe of a morning early As you pass a lonely rath； You may see a
little curly… Headed fairy in your path。 He'll be working at a shoe；
But he'll have his eye on you… Leprechauns and cluricauns； They know
just what to do。
Visions of a life of riches Surely will before you flash； （You'll no
longer dig the ditches； You'll be well supplied with cash。） And you'll seize
the little man； And you'll hold himif you can； Leprechauns and
cluricauns； 'Tis they're the slipp'ry clan！
DENIS A。 MCCARTHY
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L'ENVOI
WHEN the time for parting comes； and the day is on the wane； And
the silent evening darkens over hill and over plain； And earth holds no
more sorrow； no more grief； and no more pain； Shall we weary for the
battle and the strife？
When at last the trail is ending； and the stars are growing near； And we
breathe the breath of conquest； and the voices that we hear Are the great
companions' voices that have hallowed year on year； Shall we know an
instant's grieving as we pass？
Shall we pause a fleeting moment ere we grasp the eager hands； Take
one last long look of wonder at the dimming of the lands； Love the earth
one glowing moment ere we pass from its demands； Cull all beauty in its
essence as we gaze？
Or with not one backward longing shall we leap the last abyss； Scale
the highest crags glad…hearted； fearful only lest the bliss Of an earth…
remembering instant should delay the great sun's kiss… Consuming us
within the flame？
DOROTHEA LAWRENCE MANN
TO IMAGINATION SUGGESTED BY MAXFIELD PARRISH'S
〃AIR CASTLES〃
O BEAUTEOUS boy a…dream； what visions sought Of pictures
magical thy eyes unfold； What triumphs of celestial wonders wrought；
What marvels from a breath of beauty rolled！ Skyward and seaward on the
clouds are scrolled； A mystic imagery of castled thought； A thousand
worlds to lose；or win and mould A radiant iridescence swiftly caught
Of ever…changing glory； fancy…fraught。
Blue wonder of the sea and luminous sky； A thousand wonders in thy
dreamlit face； Eyes that behold afar the turrets high Of Ilium； and the
transient mortal grace Of Deirdre's sadness； all the conquering race Of
Athens； eyes that saw Eden's beauty lie In passionate adorationvisions
trace Across the tender brooding of the sigh That wrecked a city and made
chieftains die。
Forward not backward turns the mystic shine Of those far…seeing orbs
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that track the gleam… The fleecy marvel of the cloud is line On line the
wizard tracery of a dream。 O lad； who buildest not of things that seem；
Beyond what bounds of visioning divine Came that far smile； from what
long…strayed sun… beam Caught thou the radiance； from what fostering
vine The power to build and mould the deep design？
Knowest thou the secret that thy brush would tell； Is all the dream a
bubbled splendor white； Beyond those castles cloud…bound； does there
dwell The eternal silence of the darkor light？ Will thy hand hold the pen
which shall indict The symboled mystery…write the final knell Of rainbow
fancy…is the distant sight A nothingless encircled by a spell Of gleaming
bubbles wrought of beauty's shell？
In vain to question； where the mystery Of Youth's short golden dream
is lord and king。 The eyes that farthest gaze in ecstasy； Were never meant
to paint the immortal thing They see； nor understand the joy they bring。
The misty baubles of the sky and sea Sail on。 Dream still； bright…
visioned boy； and fling The glittering mantle of thy thoughts that flee；
Weaving us evermore thy shining pageantry。
DORTHEA LAWRENCE MANN
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DRAGON
SOME saw a dragon eating up the light； Oho！ Oho！ Oho； ho； ho！
Some heard a lost bird riding out the night； Oho！ Oho！ Oho； ho； ho！
But I saw： A low dark hill with its twisted back Two wings of flame
from the green cloud rack； A sprawling flank overlaid with leaf Glitter and
gleam and shine like steel； Crackle and lash like a serpent's tail！
And I heard： The wind draw out of the west and wail； Dance and
stagger and jig and reel！ With the long low sound of a life in grief！
I saw a life in grief Oho！ 0ho！ Oho； ho； ho Dance and stagger and jig
and reel！ Oho！ Oho！ Oho； ho； ho！
JEANNETTE MARKS 〃THE BOOKMAN。〃
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GREEN GOLDEN DOOR
GREEN golden door； swing in； swing in！ Fanning the life a man must
live； Echoes and airs and minstrelsies； Love and hope that he called his；
Fear and hurt and a man's own sin Casting them forth and sucking them in；
Green golden door； swing out； swing out！
Green golden door； swing in； swing in！ Show me the youth that will
not die； Tell me the dream that has not waked； Seek me the heart that
never ached； Green golden door； swing out； swing out！
Green golden door； swing in； swing out！ Long is the wailing of man's
breath； Short is the wail of death。
JEANNETTE MARKS
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SLEEPY HOLLOW； CONCORD
FOUR graves there are upon the wooded crest； Each one a shrine to
pilgrims ever dear。 Uncovered； mute； are those who tarry here。 Romance's
dreaming master lies at rest Beneath the cedars。 Near is one whose
breast Held Mother Nature's lore。 Beyond； the seer And sage。 There；
one who saw her duty clear； Her name by little men and women blessed。
Four friends who walked in Concord's pleasant ways Long years ago。
They dwelt and worked apart； But now the world has crowned them with
its bays； And holds them close forever to its heart。 O； sacred hill！ There
Genius； guarding stays； And from its slopes shall never Love depart！
JOHN CLAIR MINOT
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THE SWORD OF ARTHUR
A CASTLE stands in Yorkshire （Oh； the hill is fair and green！） And far
beneath it lies a cave No living man has seen。
It is the cave enchanted （Oh； seek it ere ye die！） And there King Arth
