![]() Of flesh, who had never run to battle not sat in council Now the youngest son of the king was a lad still soft And the hearts of the people were troubled,īut none dared speak to the king's despair neither wise The sun from morn to morn he moved not, neither uttered And there, beside the ever-burningįire, he sat and made laws and did justice. Smote a great tree out of heaven, and raged through theįorest till the third sun, he seized a burning brand and He led the young men to war and conquered all the warring That his wisdom might not perish from the earth. The most beautiful women the king took for his own, With caves, to dwell therein with their women. ![]() And he bade them honeycomb the mountainside People to pry apart the forest, and beat back the ravenousīeasts. Was his, for he ground the stones to an edge together,Īnd bound them with thongs to sticks and he taught his King rose who gathered his neighbors together,Īnd subdued the wandering tribes. Were red with the blood of beasts, a great New in the woods of the world, when his feet were Then I cried, "Alas, we must hasten and lodge therein, One after one, and in every star that they shed! A dark and a weary thing is come on our head- To search obedience out in the bosom of sin, To listen deep for love when thunders the curse For O my love, behold where the Lord hath planted In every star in the midst His dangerous Tree! Still I must pluck thereof and bring unto thee, Saying, "The coolness for which all night we have panted Taste of the goodly thing, I have tasted first!" Bringing us noway coolness, but burning thirst, Giving us noway peace, but implacable strife, Loosing upon us the wounding joy and the wasting sorrow of life! But I was mute with passionate prophecies My heart went veiled and faint in the golden weather, While universe drifted by after still universe. "Ah!" cried the leaning Sisters, pointing, doing me wrong, "Do you see?" laughed the wanton Sisters, "She will get her lover ere long!" And it was but a little while till unto my need He was given indeed, And we walked where waxing world after world went by And I said to my lover, "Let us begone, "Oh, let us begone, and try "Which of them all the fairest to dwell in is, "Which is the place for us, our desirable clime!" But he said, "They are only the huts and the little villages, Pleasant to go and lodge in rudely over the vintage-time!" Scornfully spake he, being unwise, Being flushed at heart because of our walking together. ![]() "Look!" laughed the elder Sisters and crimson with shame I hid my breast away from the rosy flame. The Sisters laughed When I sat with them dumb in the portals, over my lamp, Half asleep in the doors: for my gown was raught Off at the shoulder to shield from the wind and the rain The wick I tended against the mysterious hour When the Silent City of Being should ring with song, As the Lord came in with Life to the marriage bower.
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