Till the motherhood, mistress of death, shrieks, shrieks through the glen, And that place of the lashing is live with men, And Maclean, and the gillie 2 that told him, dash up in a desperate race. 60 Not a breath's time for asking; an eyeglance reveals all the tale untold. They follow mad Hamish afar up the crag toward the sea, And the lady cries: "Clansmen, run for a fee! Yon castle and lands to the two first hands that shall hook him and hold whisper of vows, When lovers pace timidly down through Drew over me out of the merciless miles the green colonnades Of the dim sweet woods, of the dear dark woods, Of the heavenly woods and glades, run to the radiant marginal sand-beach within That The wide sea-marshes of Glynn; 10 of the plain, As a silver-wrought garment that clings to and follows the firm sweet limbs of a girl. Vanishing, swerving, evermore curving again into sight, Softly the sand-beach wavers away to a dim gray looping of light. And what if behind me to westward the wall of the woods stands high? 55 The world lies east: how ample, the marsh and the sea and the sky! A league and a league of marsh-grass, waist-high, broad in the blade, Green, and all of a height, and un flecked with a light or a shade, Stretch leisurely off, in a pleasant plain, To the terminal blue of the main. 60 W LOVE LOOKED FOR HELL eal his heart of long-time pain With Ministers Mind and Sense. w what to thee most strange may be?" "Ay, black, but lo! the lilies grow, woe, Where the rabble of souls," cried "Did shrivel and turn and beg and burn, h Mind and Sense. "All things Is banked of violet, rose, and fern:" above, curious thing I first would seeHell," quoth Love. 5 "How?" quoth Love: 40 |