"Such a body, and then such an earth for insphering the whole? "And doth it not enter my mind (as my warm tears attest) "These good things being given, to go on, and give one more, the best? "Ay, to save and redeem and restore him, maintain at the height "This perfection,—succeed with life's dayspring, death's minute of night? "Interpose at the difficult minute, snatch Saul, the mistake, "Saul, the failure, the ruin he seems now,—and bid him awake "From the dream, the probation, the prelude, to find himself set "Clear and safe in new light and new life,—a new harmony yet "To be run, and continued, and ended-who knows? -or endure! "The man taught enough by life's dream, of the rest to make sure; "By the pain-throb, triumphantly winning intensified bliss, "And the next world's reward and repose, by the struggles in this. XVIII. "I believe it! 'T is thou, God, that givest, 't is I who receive: "In the first is the last, in thy will is my power to believe. "All's one gift: thou canst grant it moreover, as prompt to my prayer "As I breathe out this breath, as I open these arms to the air. "From thy will, stream the worlds, life and nature, thy dread Sabaoth: "I will?-the mere atoms despise me! Why am I not loth "To look that, even that in the face too? Why is it I dare "Think but lightly of such impuissance? What stops my despair? "This; 't is not what man Does which exalts him, but what man Would do! "See the King-I would help him but cannot, the wishes fall through. "Could I wrestle to raise him from sorrow, grow poor to enrich, "To fill up his life, starve my own out, I wouldknowing which, "I know that my service is perfect. Oh, speak through me now! "Would I suffer for him that I love? So wouldst thou -so wilt thou! "So shall crown thee the topmost, ineffablest, uttermost crown "And thy love fill infinitude wholly, nor leave up nor down "One spot for the creature to stand in! It is by no breath, "Turn of eye, wave of hand, that salvation joins issue with death! "As thy Love is discovered almighty, almighty be proved "Thy power, that exists with and for it, of being Beloved! "He who did most, shall bear most; the strongest shall stand the most weak. "T is the weakness in strength, that I cry for! my flesh, that I seek. "In the Godhead! I seek and I find it. O Saul, it shall be "A Face like my face that receives thee; a Man like to me, "Thou shalt love and be loved by, for ever: a Hand like this hand "Shall throw open the gates of new life to thee! See the Christ stand!" XIX. I know not too well how I found my way home in the night. There were witnesses, cohorts about me, to left and to right, Angels, powers, the unuttered, unseen, the alive, the aware: I repressed, I got through them as hardly, as strugglingly there, As a runner beset by the populace famished for news— Life or death. The whole earth was awakened, hell loosed with her crews; And the stars of night beat with emotion, and tingled and shot Out in fire the strong pain of pent knowledge: but I fainted not, For the Hand still impelled me at once and supported, suppressed All the tumult, and quenched it with quiet, and holy behest, Till the rapture was shut in itself, and the earth sank to rest. Anon at the dawn, all that trouble had withered from earth Not so much, but I saw it die out in the day's tender birth; In the gathered intensity brought to the grey of the hills; In the shuddering forests' held breath; in the sudden. wind-thrills; In the startled wild beasts that bore oft, each with eye sidling still Though averted with wonder and dread; in the birds stiff and chill That rose heavily, as I approached them, made stupid with awe: E'en the serpent that slid away silent,—he felt the new law. The same stared in the white humid faces upturned by the flowers; The same worked in the heart of the cedar and moved the vine-bowers: And the little brooks witnessing murmured, persistent and low, With their obstinate, all but hushed voices-“E’en so, it is so!" ALL that I know Of a certain star Is, it can throw MY STAR. (Like the angled spar) Now a dart of red, Now a dart of blue; Till my friends have said They would fain see, too, My star that dartles the red and the blue! Then it stops like a bird; like a flower, hangs furled: They must solace themselves with the Saturn above it. What matter to me if their star is a world? Mine has opened its soul to me; therefore I love it. BY THE FIRE-SIDE. I. How well I know what I mean to do When the long dark autumn evenings come; II. I shall be found by the fire, suppose, O'er a great wise book as beseemeth age, While the shutters flap as the cross-wind blows, And I turn the page, and I turn the page, Not verse now, only prose! |