sword blades & poppy seed-第11章
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This is not haste; Christine; for long I've known
My love; and silence forced upon my lips。
I worship you with all the strength I've shown
In keeping faith。〃 With pleading finger tips
He touched her arm。 〃Christine! Beloved! Think。
Let us not tempt the future。 Dearest; speak;
I love you。 Do my words fall too swift now?
They've been in leash so long upon the brink。〃
She sat quite still; her body loose and weak。
Then into him she melted; all her soul at flow。
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And they were married ere the westering sun
Had disappeared behind the garden trees。
The evening poured on them its benison;
And flower…scents; that only night…time frees;
Rose up around them from the beamy ground;
Silvered and shadowed by a tranquil moon。
Within the arbour; long they lay embraced;
In such enraptured sweetness as they found
Close…partnered each to each; and thinking soon
To be enwoven; long ere night to morning faced。
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At last Max spoke; 〃Dear Heart; this night is ours;
To watch it pale; together; into dawn;
Pressing our souls apart like opening flowers
Until our lives; through quivering bodies drawn;
Are mingled and confounded。 Then; far spent;
Our eyes will close to undisturbed rest。
For that desired thing I leave you now。
To pinnacle this day's accomplishment;
By telling Grootver that a bootless quest
Is his; and that his schemes have met a knock…down blow。〃
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But Christine clung to him with sobbing cries;
Pleading for love's sake that he leave her not。
And wound her arms about his knees and thighs
As he stood over her。 With dread; begot
Of Grootver's name; and silence; and the night;
She shook and trembled。 Words in moaning plaint
Wooed him to stay。 She feared; she knew not why;
Yet greatly feared。 She seemed some anguished saint
Martyred by visions。 Max Breuck soothed her fright
With wisdom; then stepped out under the cooling sky。
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But at the gate once more she held him close
And quenched her heart again upon his lips。
〃My Sweetheart; why this terror? I propose
But to be gone one hour! Evening slips
Away; this errand must be done。〃 〃Max! Max!
First goes my father; if I lose you now!〃
She grasped him as in panic lest she drown。
Softly he laughed; 〃One hour through the town
By moonlight! That's no place for foul attacks。
Dearest; be comforted; and clear that troubled brow。
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One hour; Dear; and then; no more alone。
We front another day as man and wife。
I shall be back almost before I'm gone;
And midnight shall anoint and crown our life。〃
Then through the gate he passed。 Along the street
She watched his buttons gleaming in the moon。
He stopped to wave and turned the garden wall。
Straight she sank down upon a mossy seat。
Her senses; mist…encircled by a swoon;
Swayed to unconsciousness beneath its wreathing pall。
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Briskly Max walked beside the still canal。
His step was firm with purpose。 Not a jot
He feared this meeting; nor the rancorous gall
Grootver would spit on him who marred his plot。
He dreaded no man; since he could protect
Christine。 His wife! He stopped and laughed aloud。
His starved life had not fitted him for joy。
It strained him to the utmost to reject
Even this hour with her。 His heart beat loud。
〃Damn Grootver; who can force my time to this employ!〃
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He laughed again。 What boyish uncontrol
To be so racked。 Then felt his ticking watch。
In half an hour Grootver would know the whole。
And he would be returned; lifting the latch
Of his own gate; eager to take Christine
And crush her to his lips。 How bear delay?
He broke into a run。 In front; a line
Of candle…light banded the cobbled street。
Hilverdink's tavern! Not for many a day
Had he been there to take his old; accustomed seat。
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〃Why; Max! Stop; Max!〃 And out they came pell…mell;
His old companions。 〃Max; where have you been?
Not drink with us? Indeed you serve us well!
How many months is it since we have seen
You here? Jan; Jan; you slow; old doddering goat!
Here's Mynheer Breuck come back again at last;
Stir your old bones to welcome him。 Fie; Max。
Business! And after hours! Fill your throat;
Here's beer or brandy。 Now; boys; hold him fast。
Put down your cane; dear man。 What really vicious whacks!〃
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They forced him to a seat; and held him there;
Despite his anger; while the hideous joke
Was tossed from hand to hand。 Franz poured with care
A brimming glass of whiskey。 〃Here; we've broke
Into a virgin barrel for you; drink!
Tut! Tut! Just hear him! Married! Who; and when?
Married; and out on business。 Clever Spark!
Which lie's the likeliest? Come; Max; do think。〃
Swollen with fury; struggling with these men;
Max cursed hilarity which must needs have a mark。
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Forcing himself to steadiness; he tried
To quell the uproar; told them what he dared
Of his own life and circumstance。 Implied
Most urgent matters; time could ill be spared。
In jesting mood his comrades heard his tale;
And scoffed at it。 He felt his anger more
Goaded and bursting; 〃Cowards! Is no one loth
To mock at duty 〃 Here they called for ale;
And forced a pipe upon him。 With an oath
He shivered it to fragments on the earthen floor。
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Sobered a little by his violence;
And by the host who begged them to be still;
Nor injure his good name; 〃Max; no offence;〃
They blurted; 〃you may leave now if you will。〃
〃One moment; Max;〃 said Franz。 〃We've gone too far。
I ask your pardon for our foolish joke。
It started in a wager ere you came。
The talk somehow had fall'n on drugs; a jar
I brought from China; herbs the natives smoke;
Was with me; and I thought merely to play a game。
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Its properties are to induce a sleep
Fraught with adventure; and the flight of time
Is inconceivable in swiftness。 Deep
Sunken in slumber; imageries sublime
Flatter the senses; or some fearful dream
Holds them enmeshed。 Years pass which on the clock
Are but so many seconds。 We agreed
That the next man who came should prove the scheme;
And you were he。 Jan handed you the crock。
Two whiffs! And then the pipe was broke; and you were freed。〃
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〃It is a lie; a damned; infernal lie!〃
Max Breuck was maddened now。 〃Another jest
Of your befuddled wits。 I know not why
I am to be your butt。 At my request
You'll choose among you one who'll answer for
Your most unseasonable mirth。 Good…night
And good…by; gentlemen。 You'll hear from me。〃
But Franz had caught him at the very door;
〃It is no lie; Max Breuck; and for your plight
I am to blame。 Come back; and we'll talk quietly。
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You have no business; that is why we laughed;
Since you had none a few minutes ago。
As to your wedding; naturally we chaffed;
Knowing the length of time it takes to do
A simple thing like that in this slow world。
Indeed; Max; 'twas a dream。 Forgive me then。
I'll burn the drug if you prefer。〃 But Breuck
Muttered and stared; 〃A lie。〃 And then he hurled;
Distraught; this word at Franz: 〃Prove it。 And when
It's proven; I'll believe。 That thing shall be your work。
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I'll give you just one week to make your case。
On August thirty…first; eighteen…fourteen;
I shall require your proof。〃 With wondering face
Franz cried; 〃A week to August; and fourteen
The year! You're mad; 'tis April now。
April; and eighteen…twelve。〃 Max staggered; caught
A chair; 〃April two years ago! Indeed;
Or you; or I; are mad。 I know not how
Either could blunder so。〃 Hilverdink brought
〃The Amsterdam Gazette〃; and Max was forced to read。
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〃Eighteen hundred and twelve;〃 in largest print;
And next to it; 〃April the twenty…first。〃
The letters smeared and ju