a reading of life-第3章
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Crouched as a nestling; still its wings untried;
The man's mind opened under weight of cloud。
To penetrate the dark was it endowed;
Stood day before a vision shooting wide。
Whereat the spectral enemy lost form;
The traversed wilderness exposed its track。
He felt the far advance in looking back;
Thence trust in his foot forward through the storm。
Under the low…browed tempest's eye of ire;
That ere it lightened smote a coward heart;
Earth nerved her chastened son to hail athwart
All ventures perilous his shrouded Sire;
A stranger still; religiously divined;
Not yet with understanding read aright。
But when the mind; the cherishable mind;
The multitude's grave shepherd; took full flight;
Himself as mirror raised among his kind;
He saw; and first of brotherhood had sight:
Knew that his force to fly; his will to see;
His heart enlarged beyond its ribbed domain;
Had come of many a grip in mastery;
Which held conjoined the hostile rival twain;
And of his bosom made him lord; to keep
The starry roof of his unruffled frame
Awake to earth; to heaven; and plumb the deep
Below; above; aye with a wistful aim。
The mastering mind in him; by tempests blown;
By traitor inmates baited; upward burned;
Perforce of growth; the Master mind discerned;
The Great Unseen; nowise the Dark Unknown。
To whom unwittingly did he aspire
In wilderness; where bitter was his need:
To whom in blindness; as an earthy seed
For light and air; he struck through crimson mire。
But not ere he upheld a forehead lamp;
And viewed an army; once the seeming doomed;
All choral in its fruitful garden camp;
The spiritual the palpable illumed。
This gift of penetration and embrace;
His prize from tidal battles lost or won;
Reveals the scheme to animate his race:
How that it is a warfare but begun;
Unending; with no Power to interpose;
No prayer; save for strength to keep his ground;
Heard of the Highest; never battle's close;
The victory complete and victor crowned:
Nor solace in defeat; save from that sense
Of strength well spent; which is the strength renewed。
In manhood must he find his competence;
In his clear mind the spiritual food:
God being there while he his fight maintains;
Throughout his mind the Master Mind being there;
While he rejects the suicide despair;
Accepts the spur of explicable pains;
Obedient to Nature; not her slave:
Her lord; if to her rigid laws he bows;
Her dust; if with his conscience he plays knave;
And bids the Passions on the Pleasures browse:…
Whence Evil in a world unread before;
That mystery to simple springs resolved。
His God the Known; diviner to adore;
Shows Nature's savage riddles kindly solved。
Inconscient; insensitive; she reigns
In iron laws; though rapturous fair her face。
Back to the primal brute shall he retrace
His path; doth he permit to force her chains
A soft Persuader coursing through his veins;
An icy Huntress stringing to the chase:
What one the flash disdains;
What one so gives it grace。
But is he rightly manful in her eyes;
A splendid bloodless knight to gain the skies;
A blood…hot son of Earth by all her signs;
Desireing and desireable he shines;
As peaches; that have caught the sun's uprise
And kissed warm gold till noonday; even as vines。
Earth fills him with her juices; without fear
That she will cast him drunken down the steeps。
All woman is she to this man most dear;
He sows for bread; and she in spirit reaps:
She conscient; she sensitive; in him;
With him enwound; his brave ambition hers:
By him humaner made; by his keen spurs
Pricked to race past the pride in giant limb;
Her crazy adoration of big thews;
Proud in her primal sons; when crags they hurled;
Were thunder spitting lightnings on the world
In daily deeds; and she their evening Muse。
This man; this hero; works not to destroy;
This godlike … as the rock in ocean stands; …
He of the myriad eyes; the myriad hands
Creative; in his edifice has joy。
How strength may serve for purity is shown
When he himself can scourge to make it clean。
Withal his pitch of pride would not disown
A sober world that walks the balanced mean
Between its tempters; rarely overthrown:
And such at times his army's march has been。
Near is he to great Nature in the thought
Each changing Season intimately saith;
That nought save apparition knows the death;
To the God…lighted mind of man 'tis nought。
She counts not loss a word of any weight;
It may befal his passions and his greeds
To lose their treasures; like the vein that bleeds;
But life gone breathless will she reinstate。
Close on the heart of Earth his bosom beats;
When he the mandate lodged in it obeys;
Alive to breast a future wrapped in haze;
Strike camp; and onward; like the wind's cloud…fleets。
Unresting she; unresting he; from change
To change; as rain of cloud; as fruit of rain;
She feels her blood…tree throbbing in her grain;
Yet skyward branched; with loftier mark and range。
No miracle the sprout of wheat from clod;
She knows; nor growth of man in grisly brute;
But he; the flower at head and soil at root;
Is miracle; guides he the brute to God。
And that way seems he bound; that way the road;
With his dark…lantern mind; unled; alone;
Wearifully through forest…tracts unsown;
He travels; urged by some internal goad。
Dares he behold the thing he is; what thing
He would become is in his mind its child;
Astir; demanding birth to light and wing;
For battle prompt; by pleasure unbeguiled。
So moves he forth in faith; if he has made
His mind God's temple; dedicate to truth。
Earth's nourishing delights; no more gainsaid;
He tastes; as doth the bridegroom rich in youth。
Then knows he Love; that beckons and controls;
The star of sky upon his footway cast;
Then match in him who holds his tempters fast;
The body's love and mind's; whereof the soul's。
Then Earth her man for woman finds at last;
To speed the pair unto her goal of goals。
Or is't the widowed's dream of her new mate?
Seen has she virulent days of heat in flood;
The sly Persuader snaky in his blood;
With her the barren Huntress alternate;
His rough refractory off on kicking heels
To rear; the man dragged rearward; shamed; amazed;
And as a torrent stream where cattle grazed;
His tumbled world。 What; then; the faith she feels?
May not his aspect; like her own so fair
Reflexively; the central force belie;
And he; the once wild ocean storming sky;
Be rebel at the core? What hope is there?
'Tis that in each recovery he preserves;
Between his upper and his nether wit;
Sense of his march ahead; more brightly lit;
He less the shaken thing of lusts and nerves;
With such a grasp upon his brute as tells
Of wisdom from that vile relapsing spun。
A Sun goes down in wasted fire; a Sun
Resplendent springs; to faith refreshed compels。
Poem: The Cageing Of Ares
'Iliad; v。 V。 385 … Dedicated to the Council at The Hague。'
How big of breast our Mother Gaea laughed
At sight of her boy Giants on the leap
Each over other as they neighboured home;
Fronting the day's descent across green slopes;
And up fired mountain crags their shadows danced。
Close with them in their fun; she scarce could guess;
Though these two billowy urchins reeked of craft;
It signalled some adventurous master…trick
To set Olympians buzzing in debate;
Lest it might be their godhead undermined;
The Tyranny menaced。 Ephialtes high
On shoulders of his brother Otos waved
For the bull…bellowings given to grand good news;
Compact; complexioned in his gleeful roar
While Otos aped the prisoner's wrists and knees;
With doleful sniffs between recurrent howls;
Till Gaea's lap receiving them; they stretched;
And both upon her bosom shaken to speech;
Burst the hot story out of throats of both;
Like rocky head…founts; baffling in their glut
The hurried spout。 And as when drifting storm
Disburdened loses clasp of here and yon
A peak; a forest mound; a valley's gleam
Of grass and the river's crooks and snaky coils;
Signification marvellous she caught;
Through gurglings of triumphant jollity;
Which now engulphed and now gave eye; at last
Subsided; and the serious naked deed;
With mountain…cloud of laughter banked around;
Stood in her sight confirmed: she could believe
That these; her sprouts of promise; her most prized;
These two made up of lion; bear and fox;
Her sportive; suckling mammoths; her young joy;
Still by the reckoning infants among men;
Had done the deed to strike the Titan host
In envy dumb; in envious heart elate:
These two combining strength and craft had snared;
Enmeshed; bound fast with thongs; discreetly caged
The blood…shedder; the terrible Lord of War;
Destroyer; ravager; superb in plumes;
The barren furrower of anointed fields;
The scarlet heel in towns; foul smoke to sky;
Her hated enemy; too long her scourge:
Great Ares。 And they gagged his trumpet mouth
When they had seized on his implacable spear;
Hugged him to reedy helplessness despite
His godlike fury startled from amaze。
For he had eyed them nearing him in play;
The giant cubs; who gambolled and who snarled;
Unheeding his fell presence; by the mount
Ossa; beside a brushwood cavern; there
On Earth's original fisticuffs they called
For ease of sharp dispute: whereat the God;
Approving; deemed that sometime trained to arms;
Good servitors of Ares they would be;
And ply the pointed spear to dominate
Their rebel restless fellows; villain brood
Vowed to defy Immortals。 So it chanced
Amusedly he watched them; and as one
The lusty twain were on him and they had him。
Breath to us; Powers of air; for laughter loud!
Cock of Olympus he; superb in plumes!
Bound like a wheaten sheaf by those two babes!
Because they knew our Mother Gaea loathed him;
Knew him the famine; pestilence and waste;
A desolating fire to blind the sight
With splendour built of fruitful things in ashes;
The gory chariot…wheel on cries for justice;
Her deepest planted and her liveliest voice;
Heard from the babe as from the broken crone。
Behold him in his vessel of bronze encased;
And tumbled down the cave。 But rather look …
Ah; that the woman tattler had not sought;
Of all the Gods to let her secret fly;
Hermes; after the thirteen songful months!
Prompting the Dexterous to work his arts;
And shatter earth's delirious holiday;
Then first; as where the fountain runs a stream;
Resolving to composure on its throbs。
But see her in the Seasons through that year;
That one glad year and the fair opening month。
Had never our Great Mother such sweet face!
War with her; gentle war with her; each day
Her sons and daughters urged; at eve were flung;
On the morrow stood to challenge; in their strength
Renewed; indomitable; whereof they won;
From hou