« AnteriorContinua »
O Slavery! thou frost of the world's prime, Killing its flowers and leaving its thorns bare!
Thy touch has stamped these limbs with crime,
Let there be light! said Liberty,
Where Thermæ and Asopus swallowed
Persia, as the sand does foam, Deluge upon deluge followed, Discord, Macedon, and Rome: And lastly thou!
Temples and towers,
Citadels and marts, and they
Who live and die there, have been ours,
Rule the present from the past,
Their seal is set.
Hear ye the blast,
Whose Orphic thunder thrilling calls From ruin her Titanian walls?
Whose spirit shakes the sapless bones
Of Slavery? Argos, Corinth, Crete Hear, and from their mountain thrones The dæmons and the nymphs repeat The harmony.
I hear! I hear!
The world's eyeless charioteer,
What faith is crushed, what empire bleeds
Who but We?
I hear! I hear!
The hiss as of a rushing wind, The roar as of an ocean foaming,
The thunder as of earthquake coming.
The crash as of an empire falling,
Revenge and Wrong bring forth their kind, The foul cubs like their parents are,
Their den is in the guilty mind,
And Conscience feeds them with despair.
In sacred Athens, near the fane
Of Wisdom, Pity's altar stood: Serve not the unknown God in vain, But pay that broken shrine again,
Love for hate and tears for blood.
Enter MAHMUD and AHASUERUS.
Thou art a man thou sayest even as we.
But raised above thy fellow men
By thought, as I by power.
Thou sayest so.
Thou art an adept in the difficult lore
Of Greek and Frank philosophy; thou num
The flowers, and thou measurest the stars; Thou severest element from element; Thy spirit is present in the past, and sees birth of this old world through all its cycles
Of desolation and of loveliness,