Yet here is peace for ever new! Then to their happy rest they pass! The flowers upclose, the birds are fed, 35 The night comes down upon the grass, The child sleeps warmly in his bed. Calm soul of all things! make it mine That there abides a peace of thine 40 Man did not make, and cannot mar. The will to neither strive nor cry, SELF-DEPENDENCE (From the same) Weary of myself, and sick of asking 5 And a look of passionate desire O'er the sea and to the stars I send: "Ye who from my childhood up have calm'd me, Calm me, ah, compose me to the end! 66 Ah, once more," I cried, "ye stars, ye waters, 10 On my heart your mighty charm renew; Still, still let me, as I gaze upon you, Feel my soul becoming vast like you!” From the intense, clear, star-sown vault of heaven, 15 In the rustling night-air came the answer: "Unaffrighted by the silence round them, These demand not that the things without them 20 Yield them love, amusement, sympathy. "And with joy the stars perform their shining, 25 "Bounded by themselves, and unregardful O air-born voice! long since, severely clear, 30 A cry like thine in mine own heart I hear: "Resolve to be thyself; and know, that he Who finds himself, loses his misery!" SHAKSPEARE (From The Strayed Reveller and Other Poems, 1849) 5 Planting his steadfast footsteps in the sea, And thou, who didst the stars and sunbeams know, 10 Self-school'd, self-scann'd, self-honour'd, self secure, Didst tread on earth unguess'd at.-Better so! All pains the immortal spirit must endure, Gabriel Charles Dante Rossetti 1828-1882 THE BLESSED DAMOZEL (Third Version, from Poems, 1870) The blessed damozel leaned out 5 She had three lilies in her hand. 10 And the stars in her hair were seven. Her robe ungirt from clasp to hem, But a white rose of Mary's gift, Her hair that lay along her back Herseemed she scarce had been a day 15 The wonder was not yet quite gone Albeit, to them she left, her day 20 (To one, it is ten years of years. Surely she leaned o'er me-her hair 25 It was the rampart of God's house 30 By God built over the sheer depth So high, that looking downward thence It lies in Heaven, across the flood Beneath, the tides of day and night 35 The void, as low as where this earth 40 Around her, lovers, newly met And still she bowed herself and stooped 45 Until her bosom must have made 50 And the lilies lay as if asleep From the fixed place of Heaven she saw Through all the world. Her gaze still strove Within the gulf to pierce Its path; and now she spoke as when 55 The sun was gone now; the curled moon Was like a little feather 60 Fluttering far down the gulf; and now (Ah sweet! Even now, in that bird's song, Fain to be harkened? When those bells 65 Strove not her steps to reach my side 70 'I wish that he were come to me, 'Have I not prayed in Heaven?-on earth, Are not two prayers a perfect strength? 'When round his head the aureole clings, 75 I'll take his hand and go with him As unto a stream we will step down, 'We two will stand beside that shrine, 80 Occult, withheld, untrod, |