1899 · CLOSE READING
Tale of Archais
Tale of Archais (1899), PDF p. 86
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THE TALE OF ARCHAIS
CHORUS
Free ! ye are free ! Delight, thou Moon, to hear
us !
Smile, Artemis, thy virgin leaves thy fold !
Star of the morning, fling thy blossom near us !
Phoibos, re-kindle us with molten gold !
Starbeams and woven tresses of the ocean,
Flowers of the rolling mountains and the
lea,
Trees, and innumerable flocks and herds,
Wild cattle and bright birds,
Tremble above the sea
With song more noble, the divinest potion
Of poets wonder and bards melody !
ARCHAIS
Cold is the kiss of the stars to the sea,
The kiss of the earth to the orient grey
That heralds the day ;
Warmer the kiss of a love that is free
As the wind of the sea,
Quick and resurgent and splendid.
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