2. The Meeting

We bearded the garrison first,The citadel made we our own,The stout-hearted governor cursedTill he swallowed it all with a groan;We hanged him high from the wallAnd turned to the helpless town,As drunk with the dread of it allThe night reeled shuddering down.The rage of the ones to resistWas drowned in the vermeil waveWhere the sea-steel sputtered and hissedWhere my bellowing sea-dogs drave;Yea, driving the lambs to their fold,So sacked we with never a lightSave that which the seekers for goldLet flame in the murderous night.I wandered alone in a wayUnplundered, silent, apart,And saw when the dawning was greyA Face look into my heart!She stood, with the sorrowful eyes,Where the dawn-ghost haunted the dial,And I measured the idle sunriseBy the lovelier light of her smile.

We bearded the garrison first,The citadel made we our own,The stout-hearted governor cursedTill he swallowed it all with a groan;We hanged him high from the wallAnd turned to the helpless town,As drunk with the dread of it allThe night reeled shuddering down.The rage of the ones to resistWas drowned in the vermeil waveWhere the sea-steel sputtered and hissedWhere my bellowing sea-dogs drave;Yea, driving the lambs to their fold,So sacked we with never a lightSave that which the seekers for goldLet flame in the murderous night.I wandered alone in a wayUnplundered, silent, apart,And saw when the dawning was greyA Face look into my heart!She stood, with the sorrowful eyes,Where the dawn-ghost haunted the dial,And I measured the idle sunriseBy the lovelier light of her smile.

We bearded the garrison first,The citadel made we our own,The stout-hearted governor cursedTill he swallowed it all with a groan;We hanged him high from the wallAnd turned to the helpless town,As drunk with the dread of it allThe night reeled shuddering down.

We bearded the garrison first,

The citadel made we our own,

The stout-hearted governor cursed

Till he swallowed it all with a groan;

We hanged him high from the wall

And turned to the helpless town,

As drunk with the dread of it all

The night reeled shuddering down.

The rage of the ones to resistWas drowned in the vermeil waveWhere the sea-steel sputtered and hissedWhere my bellowing sea-dogs drave;Yea, driving the lambs to their fold,So sacked we with never a lightSave that which the seekers for goldLet flame in the murderous night.

The rage of the ones to resist

Was drowned in the vermeil wave

Where the sea-steel sputtered and hissed

Where my bellowing sea-dogs drave;

Yea, driving the lambs to their fold,

So sacked we with never a light

Save that which the seekers for gold

Let flame in the murderous night.

I wandered alone in a wayUnplundered, silent, apart,And saw when the dawning was greyA Face look into my heart!She stood, with the sorrowful eyes,Where the dawn-ghost haunted the dial,And I measured the idle sunriseBy the lovelier light of her smile.

I wandered alone in a way

Unplundered, silent, apart,

And saw when the dawning was grey

A Face look into my heart!

She stood, with the sorrowful eyes,

Where the dawn-ghost haunted the dial,

And I measured the idle sunrise

By the lovelier light of her smile.


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