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dramatic lyrics-第16部分
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Pressing the brain; which too much thought expands;
Back to its proper size again; and smoothing
Distortion down till every nerve had soothing;
And all lay quiet; happy and suppressed。
V。
How soon all worldly wrong would be repaired!
I think how I should view the earth and skies
And sea; when once again my brow was bared
After thy healing; with such different eyes。
O world; as God has made it! All is beauty:
And knowing this; is love; and love is duty。
What further may be sought for or declared?
VI。
Guercino drew this angel I saw teach
(Alfred; dear friend!)…that little child to pray;
Holding the little hands up; each to each
Pressed gently;…with his own head turned away
Over the earth where so much lay before him
Of work to do; though heaven was opening o'er him;
And he was left at Fano by the beach。
VII。
We were at Fano; and three times we went
To sit and see him in his chapel there;
And drink his beauty to our soul's content
…My angel with me too: and since I care
For dear Guercino's fame (to which in power
And glory comes this picture for a dower;
Fraught with a pathos so magnificent)…
VIII。
And since he did not work thus earnestly
At all times; and has else endured some wrong…
I took one thought his picture struck from me;
And spread it out; translating it to song。
My love is here。 Where are you; dear old friend?
How rolls the Wairoa at your world's far end?
This is Ancona; yonder is the sea。
MEMORABILIA。
I。
Ah; did you once see Shelley plain;
And did he stop and speak to you
And did you speak to him again?
How strange it seems and new!
II。
But you were living before that;
And also you are living after;
And the memory I started at…
My starting moves your laughter。
III。
I crossed a moor; with a name of its own
And a certain use in the world no doubt;
Yet a hand's…breadth of it shines alone
'Mid the blank miles round about:
IV。
For there I picked up on the heather
And there I put inside my breast
A moulted feather; an eagle…feather!
Well; I forget the rest。
POPULARITY。
I。
Stand still; true poet that you are!
I know you; let me try and draw you。
Some night you'll fail us: when afar
You rise; remember one man saw you;
Knew you; and named a star!
II。
My star; God's glow…worm! Why extend
That loving hand of his which leads you
Yet locks you safe from end to end
Of this dark world; unless he needs you;
just saves your light to spend?
III。
His clenched hand shall unclose at last;
I know; and let out all the beauty:
My poet holds the future fast;
Accepts the coming ages' duty;
Their present for this past。
IV。
That day; the earth's feast…master's brow
Shall clear; to God the chalice raising;
‘‘Others give best at first; but thou
‘‘Forever set'st our table praising;
‘‘Keep'st the good wine till now!''
V。
Meantime; I'll draw you as you stand;
With few or none to watch and wonder:
I'll say…a fisher; on the sand
By Tyre the old; with ocean…plunder;
A netful; brought to land。
VI。
Who has not heard how Tyrian shells
Enclosed the blue; that dye of dyes
Whereof one drop worked miracles;
And coloured like Astarte's eyes
Raw silk the merchant sells?
VII。
And each bystander of them all
Could criticize; and quote tradition
How depths of blue sublimed some pall
…To get which; pricked a king's ambition
Worth sceptre; crown and ball。
VIII。
Yet there's the dye; in that rough mesh;
The sea has only just o'erwhispered!
Live whelks; each lip's beard dripping fresh;
As if they still the water's lisp heard
Through foam the rock…weeds thresh。
IX。
Enough to furnish Solomon
Such hangings for his cedar…house;
That; when gold…robed he took the throne
In that abyss of blue; the Spouse
Might swear his presence shone
X。
Most like the centre…spike of gold
Which burns deep in the blue…bell's womb;
What time; with ardours manifold;
The bee goes singing to her groom;
Drunken and overbold。
XI。
Mere conchs! not fit for warp or woof!
Till cunning come to pound and squeeze
And clarify;…refine to proof
The liquor filtered by degrees;
While the world stands aloof。
XII。
And there's the extract; flasked and fine;
And priced and saleable at last!
And Hobbs; Nobbs; Stokes and Nokes combine
To paint the future from the past;
Put blue into their line。
XIII。
Hobbs hints blue;…Straight he turtle eats:
Nobbs prints blue;…claret crowns his cup:
Nokes outdares Stokes in azure feats;…
Both gorge。 Who fished the murex up?
What porridge had John Keats?
* 1 The Syrian Venus。
* 2 Molluscs from which the famous Tyrian
* purple dye was obtained。
MASTER HUGUES OF SAXE…GOTHA。
'An imaginary composer。'
I。
Hist; but a word; fair and soft!
Forth and be judged; Master Hugues!
Answer the question I've put you so oft:
What do you mean by your mountainous fugues?
See; we're alone in the loft;…
II。
I; the poor organist here;
Hugues; the composer of note;
Dead though; and done with; this many a year:
Let's have a colloquy; something to quote;
Make the world prick up its ear!
III。
See; the church empties apace:
Fast they extinguish the lights。
Hallo there; sacristan! Five minutes' grace!
Here's a crank pedal wants setting to rights;
Baulks one of holding the base。
IV。
See; our huge house of the sounds;
Hushing its hundreds at once;
Bids the last loiterer back to his bounds!
O you may challenge them; not a response
Get the church…saints on their rounds!
V。
(Saints go their rounds; who shall doubt?
…March; with the moon to admire;
Up nave; down chancel; turn transept about;
Supervise all betwixt pavement and spire;
Put rats and mice to the rout…
VI。
Aloys and Jurien and Just…
Order things back to their place;
Have a sharp eye lest the candlesticks rust;
Rub the church…plate; darn the sacrament…lace;
Clear the desk…velvet of dust。)
VII。
Here's your book; younger folks shelve!
Played I not off…hand and runningly;
Just now; your masterpiece; hard number twelve?
Here's what should strike; could one handle it cunningly:
HeIp the axe; give it a helve!
VIII。
Page after page as I played;
Every bar's rest; where one wipes
Sweat from one's brow; I looked up and surveyed;
O'er my three claviers yon forest of pipes
Whence you still peeped in the shade。
IX。
Sure you were wishful to speak?
You; with brow ruled like a score;
Yes; and eyes buried in pits on each cheek;
Like two great breves; as they wrote them of yore;
Each side that bar; your straight beak!
X。
Sure you said…‘‘Good; the mere notes!
‘‘Still; couldst thou take my intent;
‘‘Know what procured me our Company's votes…
‘‘A master were lauded and sciolists shent;
‘‘Parted the sheep from the goats!''
XI。
Well then; speak up; never flinch!
Quick; ere my candle's a snuff
…Burnt; do you see? to its uttermost inch…
_I_ believe in you; but that's not enough:
Give my conviction a clinch!
XII。
First you deliver your phrase
…Nothing propound; that I see;
Fit in itself for much blame or much praise…
Answered no less; where no answer needs be:
Off start the Two on their ways。
XIII。
Straight must a Third interpose;
Volunteer needlessly help;
In strikes a Fourth; a Fifth thrusts in his nose;
So the cry's open; the kennel's a…yelp;
Argument's hot to the close。
XIV。
One dissertates; he is candid;
Two must discept;has distinguished;
Three helps the couple; if ever yet man did;
Four protests; Five makes a dart at the thing wished:
Back to One; goes the case bandied。
XV。
One says his say with a difference
More of expounding; explaining!
All now is wrangle; abuse; and vociferance;
Now there's a truce; all's subdued; self…restraining:
Five; though; stands out all the stiffer hence。
XVI。
One is incisive; corrosive:
Two retorts; nettled; curt; crepitant;
Three makes rejoinder; expansive; explosive;
Four overbears them all; strident and strepitant;
Five 。。。 O Danaides; O Sieve!
XVII。
Now; they ply axes and crowbars;
Now; they pri
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