ΙΟ From Sickness I charm thee, But Earth, which is mine, Its fruit shall deny thee; And Water shall hear me, And know thee and fly thee; And the Winds shall not touch thee When they pass by thee, 15 And the Dews shall not wet thee 20 And Sleep shall obey me, And visit thee never, 25 And the Curse shall be on thee Observe the normal metre that swings the curse. Note lines which are anapestic, amphibrach, and dactylic. Compare this curse in thought and metre with the curse in Byron's "Manfred," Act. I. 1.: "When the moon is on the wave, And the glow-worm in the grass, And the wisp on the morass; In the shadow of the hill, With a power and with a sign. "Though thy slumber may be deep, There are shades which will not vanish, There are thoughts thou canst not banish Thou canst never be alone; Thou art wrapt as with a shroud, Thou art gather'd in a cloud; And forever shalt thou dwell In the spirit of this spell. "And a magic voice and verse Hath begirt thee with a snare; And the day shall have a sun, Which shall make thee wish it done. "And on thy head I pour the vial Which doth devote thee to this trial; Nor to slumber, nor to die, Shall be in thy destiny; Though thy death shall still seem near To thy wish, but as a fear; Lo! the spell now works around thee, And the clankless chain hath bound thee; O'er thy heart and brain together, Hath the word been pass'd-now wither!" THEY SIN WHO TELL US LOVE CAN DIE THE CURSE OF KEHAMA, X. MOUNT MERU, 9, 10 (Kailyal escapes the curse by reason of her grasping the idol Marriataly, the goddess of the poor, and tumbling into the river with it; from the stream she is rescued by her father, at whose touch the waters recede, according to the curse of Kehama. The daughter and the father are together for a time, until Ladurlad's curse is greater than he can bear; therefore, he leaves Kailyal sleeping in that slumber which is denied to him, and to the dews which never can bathe his fevered brow. Kailyal soon awakes and tries to find her father. In the forest she is pursued by the spectre of Arvalan, who would have seized her, if it had not been for Pollear, the god of travelers, in whose sanctuary she receives protection. Now, an angel, Ereenia, of the Glendoveers, carries her to the grove of Casyapa, the sire of gods; from here, in order to escape Kehama, she is taken in a ship of Heaven to Swerga, the bower of bliss; and, by her further pleadings, permission is granted Ladurlad for a time to rest from the curse in the awful place where the Ganges had its second birth below the sphere of Indra on the shores of Mount Meru's lovely lake. Yedillian, Ladurlad's dead wife, now comes, and the joys of the family are complete. The daughter and husband's ecstasies at the sight of Yedillian, "Fram'd of the elements of Heaven," whose beauties have been refined by death, form the contents of the following exquisite verses.) 5 ΙΟ 9 The Maid that lovely form surveyed; But Nature to her heart conveyed Not so Ladurlad; he could trace, 15 Though brightened with angelic grace, 20 25 30 His own Yedillian's earthly face: By Death alone to others given, ΙΟ They sin who tell us Love can die: In Heaven Ambition cannot dwell, Its holy flame forever burneth; From Heaven it came, to Heaven returneth; 35 Then hath in Heaven its perfect rest: But the harvest-time of Love is there. Compare Southey's definition of love with that of Coleridge's found in the first stanza of his ballad, "Love": "All thoughts, all passions, all delights, All are but ministers of love, And feed his sacred flame." JOHN KEATS 1795-1821 No one else in English poetry, save Shakespeare, has in expression quite the fascinating felicity of Keats, his perfection of loveliness. - Matthew Arnold. If I should die, I have left no immortal work behind me- —nothing to make my friends proud of my memory; but I have loved the principle of beauty in all things, and if I had had time, I would have made myself remembered. – Keats. Optional Poems I Stood Tip-Toe Upon A Little Hill Lamia. Ode On Melancholy. Sonnet To Homer. Fragment Of An Ode To Maia. Sonnet: A Dream, After Reading Dante's Episode Of Paulo And Francesca. Sonnet: The Day Is Gone — Phrases Here are sweet peas oǹ tip-toe for a flight: ... -I Stood Tip-Toe Upon A Little Hill Where swarms of minnows show their little heads, |