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Thou couldst stay them soft and still, Tamed and gentle, to thy will.
Ah, in grief is no desire.
Grief in stony bonds hath bound him, And these bright forms that surround him With high torches menacing And light spears in restless ring, Seem his own thoughts raging, seem Furies of embodied dream, Furies whom 'tis vain to flee.
Alas, he hath for shield and sword 62 ODES Only one defenceless word, " Eurydice, Eurydice ! " To piercing wound and branding flame He answers with that piteous name The ...world now echoes back alone. " Eurydice ! " his soul flies forth in that beloved moan.
Alas, that the hand should deflower The treasure the heart loves best, That the will of an alien power Should blindly the soul have possest !
Proudly our own great woe We accomplish, and laugh to have done.
Then strength passes from us ; we know, And we hide our heads from the sun.
Behold, as the dawn-flushed air Glimmers on peak and vale, To the pines on the upland bare Come shadowy forms and pale ; Stealing, maiden and mother, By single paths of dread, And wondering each at the other Bend over the piteous dead, And touching those rent limbs, cry, With kisses kneeling low, ORPHEUS IN THRACE 63 In sad affrighted moan, "It was not I!" "Nor I!" What evil God blinded us so To wound our beloved, our delight ?
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To quickly assess the difficulty of the text, read a short excerpt:
Thou couldst stay them soft and still, Tamed and gentle, to thy will.
Ah, in grief is no desire.
Grief in stony bonds hath bound him, And these bright forms that surround him With high torches menacing And light spears in restless ring, Seem his own thoughts raging, seem Furies of embodied dream, Furies whom 'tis vain to flee.
Alas, he hath for shield and sword 62 ODES Only one defenceless word, " Eurydice, Eurydice ! " To piercing wound and branding flame He answers with that piteous name The ...world now echoes back alone. " Eurydice ! " his soul flies forth in that beloved moan.
Alas, that the hand should deflower The treasure the heart loves best, That the will of an alien power Should blindly the soul have possest !
Proudly our own great woe We accomplish, and laugh to have done.
Then strength passes from us ; we know, And we hide our heads from the sun.
Behold, as the dawn-flushed air Glimmers on peak and vale, To the pines on the upland bare Come shadowy forms and pale ; Stealing, maiden and mother, By single paths of dread, And wondering each at the other Bend over the piteous dead, And touching those rent limbs, cry, With kisses kneeling low, ORPHEUS IN THRACE 63 In sad affrighted moan, "It was not I!" "Nor I!" What evil God blinded us so To wound our beloved, our delight ?
What to read after Odes?
You can find similar books in the "Read Also" column, or choose other free books by Binyon Laurence to read onlineMoreLess
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