misc writings and speeches(米斯克说与写3)-第52部分
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Their efforts were as vain As his who； scared in feverish sleep By evil
dreams； essays to leap； Then backward falls again。 With a crash of wild
dismay； Their ten thousand ranks gave way； Fast they broke； and fast they
fled； Trampled； mangled； dying； dead； Horse and horsemen mingled lay；
Till the mountains of the slain Raised the valleys to the plain。 Be all the
glory to Thy name divine！ The swords were our's； the arm； O Lord； was
Thine。 Therefore to Thee； beneath whose footstool wait The powers which
erring man calls Chance and Fate； To Thee who hast laid low The pride of
Europe's foe； And taught Byzantium's sullen lords to fear； I pour my spirit
out In a triumphant shout； And call all ages and all lands to hear。 Thou
who evermore endurest； Loftiest； mightiest； wisest； purest； Thou whose
will destroys or saves； Dread of tyrants； hope of slaves； The wreath of
glory is from Thee； And the red sword of victory。
There where exulting Danube's flood Runs stained with Islam's noblest
blood From that tremendous field； There where in mosque the tyrants met；
And from the crier's minaret Unholy summons pealed； Pure shrines and
temples now shall be Decked for a worship worthy Thee。 To Thee thy
whole creation pays With mystic sympathy its praise； The air； the earth；
the seas： The day shines forth with livelier beam； There is a smile upon the
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stream； An anthem on the breeze。 Glory； they cry； to Him whose might
Hath turned the barbarous foe to flight； Whose arm protects with power
divine The city of his favoured line。 The caves； the woods； the rocks；
repeat the sound； The everlasting hills roll the long echoes round。
But； if Thy rescued church may dare Still to besiege Thy throne with
prayer； Sheathe not； we implore Thee； Lord； Sheathe not Thy victorious
sword。 Still Panonia pines away； Vassal of a double sway： Still Thy
servants groan in chains； Still the race which hates Thee reigns： Part the
living from the dead： Join the members to the head： Snatch Thine own
sheep from yon fell monster's hold； Let one kind shepherd rule one
undivided fold。
He is the victor； only he Who reaps the fruits of victory。 We conquered
once in vain； When foamed the Ionian waves with gore； And heaped
Lepanto's stormy shore With wrecks and Moslem slain。 Yet wretched
Cyprus never broke The Syrian tyrant's iron yoke。 Shall the twice
vanquished foe Again repeat his blow？ Shall Europe's sword be hung to
rust in peace？ Nolet the red…cross ranks Of the triumphant Franks Bear
swift deliverance to the shrines of Greece And in her inmost heart let Asia
feel The avenging plagues of Western fire and steel。
Oh God！ for one short moment raise The veil which hides those
glorious days。 The flying foes I see Thee urge Even to the river's headlong
verge。
Close on their rear the loud uproar Of fierce pursuit from Ister's shore
Comes pealing on the wind； The Rab's wild waters are before； The
Christian sword behind。 Sons of perdition； speed your flight； No earthly
spear is in the rest； No earthly champion leads to fight The warriors of the
West。 The Lord of Host asserts His old renown； Scatters； and smites； and
slays； and tramples down。 Fast； fast beyond what mortal tongue can say；
Or mortal fancy dream； He rushes on his prey： Till； with the terrors of the
wondrous theme Bewildered； and appalled； I cease to sing； And close my
dazzled eye； and rest my wearied wing。
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THE LAST BUCCANEER。
（1839。）
The winds were yelling； the waves were swelling； The sky was black
and drear； When the crew with eyes of flame brought the ship without a
name Alongside the last Buccaneer。
〃Whence flies your sloop full sail before so fierce a gale； When all
others drive bare on the seas？ Say； come ye from the shore of the holy
Salvador； Or the gulf of the rich Caribbees？〃
〃From a shore no search hath found； from a gulf no line can sound；
Without rudder or needle we steer； Above； below； our bark； dies the sea…
fowl and the shark； As we fly by the last Buccaneer。
〃To…night there shall be heard on the rocks of Cape de Verde； A loud
crash； and a louder roar； And to…morrow shall the deep； with a heavy
moaning； sweep The corpses and wreck to the shore。〃
The stately ship of Clyde securely now may ride； In the breath of the
citron shades； And Severn's towering mast securely now flies fast；
Through the sea of the balmy Trades。
From St Jago's wealthy port； from Havannah's royal fort； The seaman
goes forth without fear； For since that stormy night not a mortal hath had
sight Of the flag of the last Buccaneer。
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EPITAPH ON A JACOBITE。
（1845。）
To my true king I offered free from stain Courage and faith； vain faith；
and courage vain。 For him； I threw lands； honours； wealth； away。 And one
dear hope； that was more prized than they。 For him I languished in a
foreign clime； Grey…haired with sorrow in my manhood's prime； Heard on
Lavernia Scargill's whispering trees； And pined by Arno for my lovelier
Tees； Beheld each night my home in fevered sleep； Each morning started
from the dream to weep； Till God who saw me tried too sorely； gave The
resting place I asked； an early grave。 Oh thou； whom chance leads to this
nameless stone； From that proud country which was once mine own； By
those white cliffs I never more must see； By that dear language which I
spake like thee； Forget all feuds； and shed one English tear O'er English
dust。 A broken heart lies here。
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LINES WRITTEN IN AUGUST。
（1847。）
The day of tumult； strife； defeat； was o'er； Worn out with toil； and
noise； and scorn； and spleen； I slumbered； and in slumber saw once more
A room in an old mansion； long unseen。
That room； methought； was curtained from the light； Yet through the
curtains shone the moon's cold ray Full on a cradle； where； in linen white；
Sleeping life's first soft sleep； an infant lay。
Pale flickered on the hearth the dying flame； And all was silent in that
ancient hall； Save when by fits on the low night…wind came The murmur
of the distant waterfall。
And lo！ the fairy queens who rule our birth Drew nigh to speak the
new…born baby's doom： With noiseless step； which left no trace on earth；
From gloom they came； and vanished into gloom。
Not deigning on the boy a glance to cast Swept careless by the
gorgeous Queen of Gain； More scornful still； the Queen of Fashion passed；
With mincing gait and sneer of cold disdain。
The Queen of Power tossed high her jewelled head； And o'er her
shoulder threw a wrathful frown； The Queen of Pleasure on the pillow
shed Scarce one stray rose…leaf from her fragrant crown。
Still Fay in long procession followed Fay； And still the little couch
remained unblest： But； when those wayward sprites had passed away；
Came One； the last； the mightiest； and the best。
Oh glorious lady； with the eyes of light And laurels clustering round
thy lofty brow； Who by the cradle's side didst watch that night； Warbling a
sweet； strange music； who wast thou？
〃Yes； darling； let them go；〃 so ran the strain： 〃Yes； let them go； gain；
fashion； pleasure； power； And all the busy elves to whose domain Belongs
the nether sphere； the fleeting hour。
〃Without one envious sigh； one anxious scheme； The nether sphere；
the fleeting hour resign。 Mine is the world of thought； the world of dream；
Mine all the past； and all the future mine。
〃Fortune； that lays in sport the mighty low； Age； that to penance turns
