TO A. B.
SSTUPOR was on the heath,And wrath along the sky;Space everywhere; beneathA flat and treeless wold for us, and darkest noon on high.Sullen quiet below,But storm in upper air!A wind from long ago,In mouldy chambers of the cloud, had ripped an arras there,And singed the triple gloom,And let through, in a flame,Crowned faces of old Rome:Regnant o’er Rome’s abandoned ground, processional they came.Uprisen as any sunThrough vistas hollow grey,Aloft, and one by one,In brazen casques the Emperors loomed large, and sank away.In ovals of wan lightEach warrior eye and mouth:A pageant brutal brightAs if, once over, loudly passed Jove’s laughter in the south;And dimmer, these among,Some cameo’d head aloof,With ringlets heavy-hung,Like yellow stonecrop comely grown around a castle roof.An instant: gusts again,And heaven’s impacted wall,The hot insistent rain,The thunder-shock; and of the Past mirage no more at all.No more the alien dreamPursuing, as we went,With glory’s cursèd gleam:Nor sins of Cæsar’s ruined line engulfed us, innocent.The vision great and dreadCorroded; sole in viewWas empty Egdon spread,Her crimson summer weeds ashake in tempest: but we knewWhat Tacitus had borneIn that wrecked world we saw;And what thine heart uptorn,My Juvenal! distraught with love of violated Law.
SSTUPOR was on the heath,And wrath along the sky;Space everywhere; beneathA flat and treeless wold for us, and darkest noon on high.Sullen quiet below,But storm in upper air!A wind from long ago,In mouldy chambers of the cloud, had ripped an arras there,And singed the triple gloom,And let through, in a flame,Crowned faces of old Rome:Regnant o’er Rome’s abandoned ground, processional they came.Uprisen as any sunThrough vistas hollow grey,Aloft, and one by one,In brazen casques the Emperors loomed large, and sank away.In ovals of wan lightEach warrior eye and mouth:A pageant brutal brightAs if, once over, loudly passed Jove’s laughter in the south;And dimmer, these among,Some cameo’d head aloof,With ringlets heavy-hung,Like yellow stonecrop comely grown around a castle roof.An instant: gusts again,And heaven’s impacted wall,The hot insistent rain,The thunder-shock; and of the Past mirage no more at all.No more the alien dreamPursuing, as we went,With glory’s cursèd gleam:Nor sins of Cæsar’s ruined line engulfed us, innocent.The vision great and dreadCorroded; sole in viewWas empty Egdon spread,Her crimson summer weeds ashake in tempest: but we knewWhat Tacitus had borneIn that wrecked world we saw;And what thine heart uptorn,My Juvenal! distraught with love of violated Law.
SSTUPOR was on the heath,And wrath along the sky;Space everywhere; beneathA flat and treeless wold for us, and darkest noon on high.
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STUPOR was on the heath,
And wrath along the sky;
Space everywhere; beneath
A flat and treeless wold for us, and darkest noon on high.
Sullen quiet below,But storm in upper air!A wind from long ago,In mouldy chambers of the cloud, had ripped an arras there,
Sullen quiet below,
But storm in upper air!
A wind from long ago,
In mouldy chambers of the cloud, had ripped an arras there,
And singed the triple gloom,And let through, in a flame,Crowned faces of old Rome:Regnant o’er Rome’s abandoned ground, processional they came.
And singed the triple gloom,
And let through, in a flame,
Crowned faces of old Rome:
Regnant o’er Rome’s abandoned ground, processional they came.
Uprisen as any sunThrough vistas hollow grey,Aloft, and one by one,In brazen casques the Emperors loomed large, and sank away.
Uprisen as any sun
Through vistas hollow grey,
Aloft, and one by one,
In brazen casques the Emperors loomed large, and sank away.
In ovals of wan lightEach warrior eye and mouth:A pageant brutal brightAs if, once over, loudly passed Jove’s laughter in the south;
In ovals of wan light
Each warrior eye and mouth:
A pageant brutal bright
As if, once over, loudly passed Jove’s laughter in the south;
And dimmer, these among,Some cameo’d head aloof,With ringlets heavy-hung,Like yellow stonecrop comely grown around a castle roof.
And dimmer, these among,
Some cameo’d head aloof,
With ringlets heavy-hung,
Like yellow stonecrop comely grown around a castle roof.
An instant: gusts again,And heaven’s impacted wall,The hot insistent rain,The thunder-shock; and of the Past mirage no more at all.
An instant: gusts again,
And heaven’s impacted wall,
The hot insistent rain,
The thunder-shock; and of the Past mirage no more at all.
No more the alien dreamPursuing, as we went,With glory’s cursèd gleam:Nor sins of Cæsar’s ruined line engulfed us, innocent.
No more the alien dream
Pursuing, as we went,
With glory’s cursèd gleam:
Nor sins of Cæsar’s ruined line engulfed us, innocent.
The vision great and dreadCorroded; sole in viewWas empty Egdon spread,Her crimson summer weeds ashake in tempest: but we knew
The vision great and dread
Corroded; sole in view
Was empty Egdon spread,
Her crimson summer weeds ashake in tempest: but we knew
What Tacitus had borneIn that wrecked world we saw;And what thine heart uptorn,My Juvenal! distraught with love of violated Law.
What Tacitus had borne
In that wrecked world we saw;
And what thine heart uptorn,
My Juvenal! distraught with love of violated Law.