BROMIOS
The withered bonds are broken.The waxed reeds and the double pipeClamour about me;The hot wind swirlsThrough the red pine trunks.Io! the fauns and the satyrs.The touch of their shagged curled furAnd blunt horns!They have wine in heavy cratersPainted black and red;Wine to splash on her white body.Io!She shrinks from the cold shower—Afraid, afraid!Let the Maenads break through the myrtlesAnd the boughs of the rohododaphnai.Let them tear the quick deers’ flesh.Ah, the cruel, exquisite fingers!Io!I have brought you the brown clusters,The ivy-boughs and pine-cones.Your breasts are cold sea-ripples,But they smell of the warm grasses.Throw wide the chiton and the peplum,Maidens of the Dew.Beautiful are your bodies, O Maenads,Beautiful the sudden folds,The vanishing curves of the white linenAbout you.Io!Hear the rich laughter of the forest,The cymbals,The trampling of the panisks and the centaurs.Richard Aldington.
The withered bonds are broken.The waxed reeds and the double pipeClamour about me;The hot wind swirlsThrough the red pine trunks.Io! the fauns and the satyrs.The touch of their shagged curled furAnd blunt horns!They have wine in heavy cratersPainted black and red;Wine to splash on her white body.Io!She shrinks from the cold shower—Afraid, afraid!Let the Maenads break through the myrtlesAnd the boughs of the rohododaphnai.Let them tear the quick deers’ flesh.Ah, the cruel, exquisite fingers!Io!I have brought you the brown clusters,The ivy-boughs and pine-cones.Your breasts are cold sea-ripples,But they smell of the warm grasses.Throw wide the chiton and the peplum,Maidens of the Dew.Beautiful are your bodies, O Maenads,Beautiful the sudden folds,The vanishing curves of the white linenAbout you.Io!Hear the rich laughter of the forest,The cymbals,The trampling of the panisks and the centaurs.Richard Aldington.
The withered bonds are broken.The waxed reeds and the double pipeClamour about me;The hot wind swirlsThrough the red pine trunks.
The withered bonds are broken.
The waxed reeds and the double pipe
Clamour about me;
The hot wind swirls
Through the red pine trunks.
Io! the fauns and the satyrs.The touch of their shagged curled furAnd blunt horns!
Io! the fauns and the satyrs.
The touch of their shagged curled fur
And blunt horns!
They have wine in heavy cratersPainted black and red;Wine to splash on her white body.Io!She shrinks from the cold shower—Afraid, afraid!
They have wine in heavy craters
Painted black and red;
Wine to splash on her white body.
Io!
She shrinks from the cold shower—
Afraid, afraid!
Let the Maenads break through the myrtlesAnd the boughs of the rohododaphnai.Let them tear the quick deers’ flesh.Ah, the cruel, exquisite fingers!
Let the Maenads break through the myrtles
And the boughs of the rohododaphnai.
Let them tear the quick deers’ flesh.
Ah, the cruel, exquisite fingers!
Io!I have brought you the brown clusters,The ivy-boughs and pine-cones.
Io!
I have brought you the brown clusters,
The ivy-boughs and pine-cones.
Your breasts are cold sea-ripples,But they smell of the warm grasses.
Your breasts are cold sea-ripples,
But they smell of the warm grasses.
Throw wide the chiton and the peplum,Maidens of the Dew.Beautiful are your bodies, O Maenads,Beautiful the sudden folds,The vanishing curves of the white linenAbout you.
Throw wide the chiton and the peplum,
Maidens of the Dew.
Beautiful are your bodies, O Maenads,
Beautiful the sudden folds,
The vanishing curves of the white linen
About you.
Io!Hear the rich laughter of the forest,The cymbals,The trampling of the panisks and the centaurs.
Io!
Hear the rich laughter of the forest,
The cymbals,
The trampling of the panisks and the centaurs.
Richard Aldington.
Richard Aldington.