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endymion- a poetic romance-第6部分
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Down twenty little falls; through reeds and bramble;
Tracing along; it brought me to a cave;
Whence it ran brightly forth; and white did lave
The nether sides of mossy stones and rock;…
'Mong which it gurgled blythe adieus; to mock
Its own sweet grief at parting。 Overhead;
Hung a lush screen of drooping weeds; and spread
Thick; as to curtain up some wood…nymph's home。
'Ah! impious mortal; whither do I roam?'
Said I; low voic'd: 'Ah; whither! 'Tis the grot
'Of Proserpine; when Hell; obscure and hot;
'Doth her resign; and where her tender hands
'She dabbles; on the cool and sluicy sands:
'Or 'tis the cell of Echo; where she sits;
'And babbles thorough silence; till her wits
'Are gone in tender madness; and anon;
'Faints into sleep; with many a dying tone
'Of sadness。 O that she would take my vows;
'And breathe them sighingly among the boughs;
'To sue her gentle ears for whose fair head;
'Daily; I pluck sweet flowerets from their bed;
'And weave them dyingly… send honey…whispers
'Round every leaf; that all those gentle lispers
'May sigh my love unto her pitying!
'O charitable Echo! hear; and sing
'This ditty to her!… tell her'… so I stay'd
My foolish tongue; and listening; half afraid;
Stood stupefied with my own empty folly;
And blushing for the freaks of melancholy。
Salt tears were coming; when I heard my name
Most fondly lipp'd; and then these accents came:
'Endymion! the cave is secreter
'Than the Isle of Delos。 Echo hence shall stir
'No sighs but sigh…warm kisses; or light noise
'Of thy combing hand; the while it travelling cloys
'And trembles through my labyrinthine hair。'
At that oppress'd I hurried in。… Ah! where
Are those swift moments? Whither are they fled?
I'll smile no more; Peona; nor will wed
Sorrow the way to death; but patiently
Bear up against it: so farewell; sad sigh;
And come instead demurest meditation;
To occupy me wholly; and to fashion
My pilgrimage for the world's dusky brink。
No more will I count over; link by link;
My chain of grief: no longer strive to find
A half…forgetfulness in mountain wind
Blustering about my ears: aye; thou shalt see;
Dearest of sisters; what my life shall be;
What a calm round of hours shall make my days。
There is a paly flame of hope that plays
Where'er I look: but yet; I'll say 'tis naught…
And here I bid it die。 Have not I caught;
Already; a more healthy countenance?
By this the sun is setting; we may chance
Meet some of our near…dwellers with my car。〃
This said; he rose; faint…smiling like a star
Through autumn mists; and took Peona's hand:
They stept into the boat; and launch'd from land。
BOOK II。
O sovereign power of love! O grief! O balm!
All records; saving thine; come cool; and calm;
And shadowy; through the mist of passed years:
For others; good or bad; hatred and tears
Have become indolent; but touching thine;
One sigh doth echo; one poor sob doth pine;
One kiss brings honey…dew from buried days。
The woes of Troy; towers smothering o'er their blaze;
Stiff…holden shields; far…piercing spears; keen blades;
Struggling; and blood; and shrieks… all dimly fades
Into some backward corner of the brain:
Yet; in our very souls; we feel amain
The close of Troilus and Cressid sweet。
Hence; pageant history! hence; gilded cheat!
Swart planet in the universe of deeds!
Wide sea; that one continuous murmur breeds
Along the pebbled shore of memory!
Many old rotten…timber'd boats there be
Upon thy vaporous bosom; magnified
To goodly vessels; many a sail of pride;
And golden keel'd; is left unlaunch'd and dry。
But wherefore this? What care; though owl did fly
About the great Athenian admiral's mast?
What care; though striding Alexander past
The Indus with his Macedonian numbers?
Though old Ulysses tortured from his slumbers
The glutted Cyclops; what care?… Juliet leaning
Amid her window…flowers;… sighing;… weaning
Tenderly her fancy from its maiden snow;
Doth more avail than these: the silver flow
Of Hero's tears; the swoon of Imogen;
Fair Pastorella in the bandit's den;
Are things to brood on with more ardency
Than the death…day of empires。 Fearfully
Must such conviction come upon his head;
Who; thus far; discontent; has dared to tread;
Without one muse's smile; or kind behest;
The path of love and poesy。 But rest;
In chaffing restlessness; is yet more drear
Than to be crush'd; in striving to uprear
Love's standard on the battlements of song。
So once more days and nights aid me along;
Like legion'd soldiers。
Brain…sick shepherd prince;
What promise hast thou faithful guarded since
The day of sacrifice? Or; have new sorrows
Come with the constant dawn upon thy morrows?
Alas! 'tis his old grief。 For many days;
Has he been wandering in uncertain ways:
Through wilderness; and woods of mossed oaks;
Counting his woe…worn minutes; by the strokes
Of the lone woodcutter; and listening still;
Hour after hour; to each lush…leav'd rill。
Now he is sitting by a shady spring;
And elbow…deep with feverous fingering
Stems the upbursting cold: a wild rose tree
Pavillions him in bloom; and he doth see
A bud which snares his fancy: lo! but now
He plucks it; dips its stalk in the water: how!
It swells; it buds; it flowers beneath his sight;
And; in the middle; there is softly pight
A golden butterfly; upon whose wings
There must be surely character'd strange things;
For with wide eye he wonders; and smiles oft。
Lightly this little herald flew aloft;
Follow'd by glad Endymion's clasped hands:
Onward it flies。 From languor's sullen bands
His limbs are loos'd; and eager; on he hies
Dazzled to trace it in the sunny skies。
It seem'd he flew; the way so easy was;
And like a new…born spirit did he pass
Through the green evening quiet in the sun;
O'er many a heath; through many a woodland dun;
Through buried paths; where sleepy twilight dreams
The summer time away。 One track unseams
A wooded cleft; and; far away; the blue
Of ocean fades upon him; then; anew;
He sinks adown a solitary glen;
Where there was never sound of mortal men;
Saving; perhaps; some snow…light cadences
Melting to silence; when upon the breeze
Some holy bark let forth an anthem sweet;
To cheer itself to Delphi。 Still his feet
Went swift beneath the merry…winged guide;
Until it reach'd a splashing fountain's side
That; near a cavern's mouth; for ever pour'd
Unto the temperate air: then high it soar'd;
And; downward; suddenly began to dip;
As if; athirst with so much toil; 'twould sip
The crystal spout…head: so it did; with touch
Most delicate; as though afraid to smutch
Even with mealy gold the waters clear。
But; at that very touch; to disappear
So fairy…quick; was strange! Bewildered;
Endymion sought around; and shook each bed
Of covert flowers in vain; and then he flung
Himself along the grass。 What gentle tongue;
What whisperer disturb'd his gloomy rest?
It was a nymph uprisen to the breast
In the fountain's pebbly margin; and she stood
'Mong lillies; like the youngest of the brood。
To him her dripping hand she softly kist;
And anxiously began to plait and twist
Her ringlets round her fingers; saying: 〃Youth!
Too long; alas; hast thou starv'd on the ruth;
The bitterness of love: too long indeed;
Seeing thou art so gentle。 Could I weed
Thy soul of care; by heavens; I would offer
All the bright riches of my crystal coffer
To Amphitrite; all my clear…eyed fish;
Golden; or rainbow…sided; or purplish;
Vermilion…tail'd; or finn'd with silvery gauze;
Yea; or my veined pebble…floor; that draws
A virgin light to the deep; my grotto…sands
Tawny and gold; ooz'd slowly from far lands
By my diligent springs; my level lillies; shells;
My charming rod; my potent river spells;
Yes; every thing; even to the pearly cup
Meander gave me;… for I bubbled up
To fainting creatures in a desert wild。
But woe is me; I am but as a child
To gladden thee; and all I dare to say;
Is; that I pity thee; that on this day
I've been thy guide; that thou must wander far
In other regions; past the scanty bar
To mortal steps; before thou canst be ta'en
From every wasting sigh; from every pain;
Into the gentle bosom of thy love。
Why it is thus; one knows in heaven above:
But; a poor Naiad; I guess not。 Farewell!
I have a ditty for my hollow cell。〃
Hereat; she vanished from Endymion's gaze;
Who brooded o'er the water in amaze:
The dashing fount pour'd on; and where its pool
Lay; half asleep; in grass and rushes cool;
Quick waterflies and gna
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