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Thy fire hath dispersed them and shattered ! They hesitate, waver, and flee ! Thy tyrant is shaken and scattered, And Ireland is clear to the Sea ! Green Erin is free ! Hail ! Hail to Thee, Lord of us, Horus ! All hail to the warrior name ! Thy chariots shall drive them before us, Thy sword sweep them forth as a flame. Rise ! Move ! and descend ! I behold Thee, Heaven cloven of fieriest bars, Armed Light ; and they follow and fold Thee, Thine armies of terrible stars. The Powers of Mars ! At the brightness that leapeth before Thee The heavens b…
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The noise of rushing water ! And the sound Of tenfold thunder ! Mighty a flame of fire Roars downward : as a maiden from a swound My spirit answers to its own desire. My feet are firm again upon the ground— Yea ! but my head is higher. My face is shining with the fire of heaven. I move among my fellows as a ghost. With thought for bread and memory for leaven My life is nourished, yet my life is lost. I live and move among the starry seven, Nor count the deadly cost. Only I see the century as a child Call Truth and Justice, Light and Peace, to g…
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…ky ! Hear me ! The century’s lamp is growing dim ; Saturnian gloom descends and it must die. Fill, fill my spirit to the utter brim With fire and melody ! O nine sweet sisters ! I have heard your song In blue soft waters and in stern gray seas ; I listen for your voices in the throng ; I languish for your deadly melodies ! Yet, when I hear the sound for which I long, My soul is not at ease. N 9
1901 · PDF PAGE 25
…he Sword of Thee smiting before. In the hour of Revolt that burns nigher Each hour as it leaps to the sky, We look to Thee, Lord for Thy Fire ; We look—shall Thy Justice deny ? Well, can we not die ? But Thou, Thou shalt fall from the heaven As hail on the furious host. I see them : their legions are driven ; Their cohorts are broken and lost. 23
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PROLOGUE. THE EXILE. “ The Sun, surmounted by a red rose, shining on a mossy bank.” VER the western water lies a solar fire, Rapt lives and drunken ecstasies of sad desire ; Poppies and lonely flag-flowers haunt the desolate Marsh-strand : the herons gaunt still contemplate What was delight, is ruin, may breed love again, Even as darkness breeds the day : when life is slain. * * * * * * * O who will hear my chant, my cry ; my voice who hear, Even in this weary misery, this danker mere, Me, in mine exile, who am driven from yonder mountains Blue…
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…d on its bull-battled bars— Thou God of me, Mars ! He strides through the vibrating aether ; Spurns earth from His warrior feet ; Shakes fire from the forges beneath her ; His glances are fervid and fleet. With a cry that makes tremble the thunder, Light-speared, with a sword that is flame, He bursts the vast spaces asunder. His angels arise and proclaim : The Lord is His Name ! O Lord ! Thou didst march out of Edom ! Thou leapedst from the Mountains of Seir ! 20
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…re powers. Take up thy pen and write ! I must obey. No shrinking at that terrible command ! Their voices mingle in the feeble lay, Their fire impulses the reluctant hand. My words must prophesy the avenging day And curse my native land. How have I loved thee in thy faithlessness Beneath the rule of those unspeakable ! How would I shield thee from this sorceress That holds my words imprisoned in her spell ! I would be silent. And the words obsess My spirit. It is well. O England ! England, mighty England, falls ! None shall lament her lamentable…
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…r, And smitten the mutinous men. O ! rise Thou again ! The voice of the Lord is uplifted ; The wilderness also obeys ; The flames of the fire they are rifted ; The waves of the sea know His ways. The cedars of Lebanon hear Thee, The desert of Kadesh hath known ; The Sons of Men know Thee and fear Thee, Flee far from the Light of Thy Throne. For Thou art alone. 21
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…leansed ! The house of her That cowed the world with her malignant frown, And drove the Celt to exile and despair, Is battered now—God’s fire destroys the town ; London admits God’s air. They scorned the god that made them ; yea, they said : “ Lords of this globe, the Saxon race, are we. “ Europe before us lies, as men lie dead ; “ Britannia—ho ! Britannia rules the sea ! ” This night thy kingdom shall be finishèd, Thy soul required of thee. Hail ! France ! Because thy freedom hath rebelled Against the alien, and the golden yoke ; Because thy j…