The boat The moon arose and lo! the ætherial cliffs enters a Of Caucasus, whose icy summits shone
Among the stars like sunlight, and around
Whose caverned base the whirlpools and the
Bursting and eddying irresistibly
Rage and resound for ever.
The boat fled on,-the boiling torrent drove,-- The crags closed round with black and jaggèd
The shattered mountain overhung the sea, And faster still, beyond all human speed, Suspended on the sweep of the smooth wave, The little boat was driven. A cavern there Yawned, and amid its slant and winding
Ingulphed the rushing sea. With unrelaxing speed.—“ Vision and Love! The Poet cried aloud, "I have beheld.
"The path of thy departure. Sleep and death "Shall not divide us long!
The windings of the cavern. Day-light shone At length upon that gloomy river's flow; Now, where the fiercest war among the waves Is calm, on the unfathomable stream
The boat moved slowly. Where the mountain,
Exposed those black depths to the azure sky, Ere yet the flood's enormous volume fell Even to the base of Caucasus, with sound That shook the everlasting rocks, the mass Filled with one whirlpool all that ample chasm; Stair above stair the eddying waters rose
Circling immeasurably fast, and laved With alternating dash the knarlèd roots Of mighty trees, that stretched their giant arms In darkness over it. I' the midst was left, Reflecting, yet distorting every cloud, A pool of treacherous and tremendous calm. Seized by the sway of the ascending stream, With dizzy swiftness, round, and round, and round,
Ridge after ridge the straining boat arose, Till on the verge of the extremest curve, Where through an opening of the rocky bank, The waters overflow, and a smooth spot Of glassy quiet 'mid those battling tides Is left, the boat paused shuddering.-Shall it sink
Down the abyss? Shall the reverting stress Of that resistless gulph embosom it?
Now shall it fall?-A wandering stream of wind,
Breathed from the west, has caught the expanded sail,
And, lo! with gentle motion, between banks Of mossy slope, and on a placid stream, Beneath a woven grove it sails, and, hark! The ghastly torrent mingles its far roar, With the breeze murmuring in the musical woods.
Where the embowering trees recede, and leave A little space of green expanse, the cove Is closed by meeting banks, whose yellow flowers
For ever gaze on their own drooping eyes, Reflected in the crystal calm. The wave
passes a whirlpool and ascends
a stream
The Of the boat's motion marred their pensive task, streams Which nought but vagrant bird, or wanton
Or falling spear-grass, or their own decay Had e'er disturbed before. The Poet longed To deck with their bright hues his withered hair,
But on his heart its solitude returned, And he forbore. Not the strong impulse hid In those flushed cheeks, bent eyes, and shadowy
Had yet performed its ministry: it hung Upon his life, as lightning in a cloud
Gleams, hovering ere it vanish, ere the floods Of night close over it.
The noonday sun Now shone upon the forest, one vast mass Of mingling shade, whose brown magnificence A narrow vale embosoms. There, huge caves, Scooped in the dark base of their aëry rocks Mocking its moans, respond and roar for ever. The meeting boughs and implicated leaves Wove twilight o'er the Poet's path, as led By love, or dream, or god, or mightier Death, He sought in Nature's dearest haunt, some bank,
Her cradle, and his sepulchre. More dark 430 And dark the shades accumulate. The oak, Expanding its immense and knotty arms, Embraces the light beech. The pyramids Of the tall cedar overarching, frame Most solemn domes within, and far below, Like clouds suspended in an emerald sky, The ash and the acacia floating hang
Tremulous and pale. Like restless serpents, The glen
In rainbow and in fire, the parasites, Starred with ten thousand blossoms, flow
The grey trunks, and, as gamesome infants'
With gentle meanings, and most innocent wiles, Fold their beams round the hearts of those that love,
These twine their tendrils with the wedded boughs
Uniting their close union; the woven leaves Make net-work of the dark blue light of day, And the night's noontide clearness, mutable As shapes in the weird clouds. Soft mossy lawns
Beneath these canopies extend their swells, Fragrant with perfumed herbs, and eyed with blooms
Minute yet beautiful. One darkest glen Sends from its woods of musk-rose, twined with jasmine,
A soul-dissolving odour, to invite
To some more lovely mystery. Through the dell,
Silence and Twilight here, twin-sisters, keep Their noonday watch, and sail among the shades,
Like vaporous shapes half seen; beyond, a well, Dark, gleaming, and of most translucent wave, Images all the woven boughs above,
And each depending leaf, and every speck 460 Of azure sky, darting between their chasms;
Nor aught else in the liquid mirror laves spirit of Its portraiture, but some inconstant star Between one foliaged lattice twinkling fair, Or painted bird, sleeping beneath the moon, Or gorgeous insect floating motionless, Unconscious of the day, ere yet his wings Have spread their glories to the gaze of noon.
Hither the Poet came. His eyes Their own wan light through the reflected lines Of his thin hair, distinct in the dark depth Of that still fountain; as the human heart, Gazing in dreams over the gloomy grave, Sees its own treacherous likeness there.
The motion of the leaves, the grass that sprung Startled and glanced and trembled even to feel An unaccustomed presence, and the sound Of the sweet brook that from the secret springs Of that dark fountain rose. A Spirit seemed To stand beside him-clothed in no bright robes Of shadowy silver or enshrining light, 481 Borrowed from aught the visible world affords Of grace, or majesty, or mystery ;— But, undulating woods, and silent well, And leaping rivulet, and evening gloom. Now deepening the dark shades, for specch assuming,
Held commune with him, as if he and it Were all that was,-only... when his regard Was raised by intense pensiveness, two eyes, Two starry eyes, hung in the gloom of thought, And seemed with their serene and azure smiles To beckon him.
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