1899 · PDF PAGE 121
Jephthah and Other Mysteries
THE POEM. A LITTLE DRAMA IN FOUR SCENES.
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LYRICAL AND DRAMATIC. 123 And lo! a miracle! Her carven hand Is lifted, and the little space is spanned, And I am plucked from out her maw, and set Down on the pedestal, whose polished jet Shone like a mirror out of hell—I stand Free, where the blood of other men is wet. So slowly, while the mob stood back, I went Out of the city, with no life content, And certain I should meet no death at least. And, riding ever to the stubborn east, . I came upon a shore whose ocean bent _ In one long curve, where folk were making feast. So with no heart to f…
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… I have not long to live, and I must write, write always. FRIEND [aside to Vaughan). Ii me semble qu’il a faim. PERCY. I am hungry for a little love, a little pity. To-night you have shown me your soul, and I am not hungry any more. VAUGHAN. | But, boy, you are starving physically. Come home with me and have some dinner. Only my daughter will be there. PERCY, You are very kind. Thank you. FRIEND [aside]. He is a gentleman. VAUGHAN. But what are you doing to be alone in London ?
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… an hour the golden rim of light Tinges the southward bergs; for scarce an hour The sun puts forth his seasonable flower, And only for a little while the wind Wakes at his coming, and beats cold and blind On the wild sea that struggles to release The hard grip from its throat, and lie at ease Lapped in the eternal summer. But its waves Roam through the solitude of empty caves In vain, no faster wheels the moon above, And still reluctant fly the hours of love. It is so peaceful in the castle: here The night of winter never froze a tear On my lov…
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…dedicate this play to the gentleman who, on the evening of June 24th, 1898, turned back in Shaftes- bury Avenue to give a halfpenny to a little girl, and thereby suggested to me the idea here rendered.
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LYRICAL AND DRAMATIC. 201 Cool breeze sings to the glad fresh river, Stream sings back to the summer leaves, Little leaves in the moonlight shiver, Little nets that the moonlight weaves Round the limbs of a bough that cleaves Fast to the oak whose branches quiver With the kiss of the wind as its bosom heaves. Yonder, far by the gleaming border, Pale gold reaches of sunny sand Stretch their arms to the fierce marauder, The cold sweet sea with its iron hand Menacing all the fair fresh land, Where no tall cliff as a faithful warder, Guarding the c…
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SCENE I. Shaftesbury Avenue, 8.30 p.m. A gentleman walking witha friend, both in evening dress. A little ragged girl, A youngman. The gentleman stops and gives the lstile girl a halfpenny. The young man smiles. The gentleman notices the smile, and sees how great a sadness underlies it. VAUGHAN. [Durning to the young man.] ND you—what are you doing here? Excuse my rudeness—you seem so sad. PERCY. I am sad to-night. I am very lonely in this place. VAUGHAN. There are plenty of people about. PERCY. People—mere shells, husks of the golden wheat that…
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… angels trumpet in the angry air; Wild mznads with their fiery snakes enwound In the black waves of my abundant hair. Now hath my life a little respite found In the brief pauses exquisite and rare; In the strong chain of music I am bound And all myself before myself lies bare. Drown me, oh, drown me in your fiery stream! Wing me new visions, fierce enchanting birds ! Peace is less dear than this delirious fight! For all the glowing fragrance of a dream And all the sudden ecstasy of words Deluge my spirit with a lake of light.
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…nfession . . 75 II. The Flight . . .. 77 III. The Spring After . . 85 IV. The Voyage Southward 89 V. The Ultimate Voyage. 92 THE Porm. A LITTLE DRAMA IN Four SCENES .. . oe ew ee QD THE HONOURABLE ADULTERERS : I. His Story. . . ...... +. «FQ II. HerStory. .. ree © 1. THE LEGEND OF BEN Lev re © 1 A DESCENT OF THE MOENCH ... . . 130 AN ODE. . .:. . «. . . 1 0 6 ete 133 DREAMS. . . rie £3:) THE DREAMING DEATH ~ ee ew we «(GR A SONNET IN SPRING . . . . . «© + «© 146 Dre PROFUNDIS .. . 2 8 147 Two SONNETS ON HEARING THE Music OF BRAHMS AND TSCHAIKOW…
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…r! [ Jephthah waves him aside, What is this? What is this? CHORUS. Speak, Jephthah, speak! What ill has fallen? Speak! [Szlence. After a little the Chorus of Maidens understand, and break into watling. The old men gradually understand, and fill the atr with incoherent lamentations. BehindJephthah the soldiers, with white lips, have assumed their military formation, and stand at atten- tion by a visible effort of self-control.
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114 MYSTERIES : VAUGHAN [bending over Percy]. Are you hurt? PERCY. Oh, hardly hurt at all! Only my head a little, and I wanted so to finish the poem to-night. ESME, Let me come to him, father. Oh, Percy, Percy, look at me, look at me; you're not hurt, are you? PERCY. Am I ever hurt with your arms round me? ESME., : Oh, but you grow whiter; you must be hurt. VAUGHAN. A knife! He must have stabbed him. Fetch a doctor, one of you, sharp! [Exzt a man. ESME. It is his heart; see, my hand is all covered with blood. Give me a handkerchief. Here,I will…
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…lew from the south unlooked-for snow, The year when Collon, desolate and blind, Gloomed on the vale below, When logs of pinewood lit the little room, © And friendship ventured in to sit Beside their blaze, to listen in the gloom To wisdom and to wit; When we discussed our hopes, and told the stories Of happy climbing days gone by ; The stubborn battle with the cliffs, the glories Of the blue Alpine sky. The keen delight of paths untrodden yet, And new steep ice and rocky ways Too dangerous and splendid to forget. Those dear strong happy days!
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LYRICAL AND DRAMATIC. 119 THE HONOURABLE ADULTERERS. I, HIS STORY. LOOKED beneath her eyelids, where her eyes Like stars were deep, and dim like summer skies ; I looked beneath their lashes; and behold! My own thought mirrored in their maiden gold. Shame drew to them to cloud their light with lies, . And shrank back shamed ; and Love waxed bright and bold. | ) The devilish circle of the fiery ring Became one moment like a littlé thing, And Truth and God were'near us to withdraw The veil of Love’s unalterable law. - We feared no fury of the jeal…
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…fain To light his lampless.eyes At the flower-folded skies Where stars are hidden in the blue, £0 fill His beak with star-dropt dew, His little heart anew With love and song to swell it to his will ; Holy as heaven, the place Before the golden face Of God is very silent at the dawn. The even keel is keen To flash the waves between, But no soft moving current is withdrawn : We float upon the blue Like sunlight specks in dew, And like the moonlight on the lake we lie: The northern gates are past,
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110 MYSTERIES: and I am so little, it is so pure and I am so dull of un- derstanding. When I write I feel as it were the breath of an angel covering me with holiness, and I know— then! But now—I only write mechanically. I force myself. To-day I tore up all I wrote last night. ESME. | Let us ask God to send you the angel, shall we? [They kneel, with arms intertwined, at the open window, and bow their heads silently. Vaughan also prays, with arms outspread in blessing. Curtain. SCENE III. Six months later. The dining-room. Percy, Vaughan, Esmé at…
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…ir more terrible than hope. Go now. A SOLDIER. We go, my lord, less readily to sleep Than if you bade us march. No man of us But stirs a little, I warrant, in his dreams, And reaches out for sword-hilt. All hail, Jephthah! SOLDIERS. Jephthah! a leader, a deliverer. Hail! [Exeunt Soldiers and Young Men.
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126 MYSTERIES : Endowing which with sacred power I sought A little while, as thought that seeks for thought, And found his changeless love endure as mine, And all his passion round me as a vine. So clinging fibres of desire control My perfect body, and my perfect soul Shot flakes of light toward him, and my eyes, Seeking his face, were made divinely wise. So, solemn, silent, ’mid a merry folk - I bound him by my forehead’s silver yoke, And grew immense about him and within, And so possessed him wholly, without sin. For I had crossed the barrier…
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…ad strange store of books obscure ; books written Not openly for fools, but inwardly Toward the heart of wise men. And myself Studied no little while upon these things, And, seeking ever solitude, I went Nightly upon a rock that stood alone Threatening the sandy wilderness, and prayed. Where many visions came before mine eyes So strange—these eyes have started from my head, And every hair, grown fearful, like a steed Reared in its frenzy ; see, these lips of mine Have blanched, these nails have bitten through my flesh For sundry things I saw—an…
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…ne (Or salt for pain). A week ago Thine arms had held me, now I know Far off they clasp the empty air: Note.—The scene of this poem is a little spinney near the wooden bridge in Love Lane, Cambridge.
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…ed The steep slope not in vain. We pushed our way Slowly and careworn down the icy ridge, Hewing with ponderous strokes the riven ice In little flakes and chips, and now again Encountered strange and fearsome sentinels, Gray pinnacles of lightning-riven rock Fashioned of fire and night. We clomb adown
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