The Poetical Works of Robert Bridges, Excluding the Eight Dramas. Bridges Robert

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I come: and on the earth step with glad foot.

       This variegated ocean-floor of the air,

       The changeful circle of fair land, that lies

       Heaven's dial, sisterly mirror of night and day:

       The wide o'er-wandered plain, this nether world

       My truant haunt is, when from jealous eyes

       I steal, for hither 'tis I steal, and here 10

       Unseen repair my joy: yet not unseen

       Methinks, nor seen unguessed of him I seek.

       Rather by swath or furrow, or where the path

       Is walled with corn I am found, by trellised vine

       Or olive set in banks or orchard trim:

       I watch all toil and tilth, farm, field and fold,

       And taste the mortal joy; since not in heaven

       Among our easeful gods hath facile time

       A touch so keen, to wake such love of life

       As stirs the frail and careful being, who here, 20

       The king of sorrows, melancholy man,

       Bows at his labour, but in heart erect

       A god stands, nor for any gift of god

       Would barter his immortal-hearted prime.

       Could I but win this world from Zeus for mine,

       With not a god to vex my happy rule,

       I would inhabit here and leave high heaven:

       So much I love it and its race of men,{4}

       Even as he hates them, hates both them, and me

       For loving what he hates, and would destroy me, 30

       Outcast in the scorn of all his cringing crew,

       For daring but to save what he would slay:

       And me must first destroy. Thus he denieth

       My heart's wish, thus my counsel sets at naught,

       Which him saved once, when all at stake he stood

       Uprisen in rebellion to overthrow

       The elderseated Titans, for I that day

       Gave him the counsels which his foes despised.

       Unhappy they, who had still their blissful seats

       Preserved and their Olympian majesty, 40

       Had they been one with me. Alas, my kin!

       But he, when he had taken the throne and chained

       His foes in wasteful Tartarus, said no more

       Where is Prometheus our wise counsellor?

       What saith Prometheus? tell us, O Prometheus,

       What Fate requires! but waxing confident

       And wanton, as a youth first tasting power,

       He wrecked the timeless monuments of heaven,

       The witness of the wisdom of the gods,

       And making all about him new, beyond 50

       Determined to destroy the race of men,

       And that create afresh or else have none.

       Then his vain mind imagined a device,

       And at his bidding all the opposèd winds

       Blew, and the scattered clouds and furlèd snows,

       From every part of heaven together flying,

       He with brute hands in huge disorder heaped:

       They with the winds' weight and his angry breath

       Were thawed: in cataracts they fell, and earth

       In darkness deep and whelmèd tempest lay, 60

       Drowned 'neath the waters. Yet on the mountain-tops

       Some few escaped, and some, thus warned by me,

       Made shift to live in vessels which outrode

       The season and the fury of the flood.{5}

       And when his rain was spent and from clear skies

       Zeus looking down upon the watery world,

       Beheld these few, the remnant of mankind,

       Who yet stood up and breathed; he next withdrew

       The seeds of fire, that else had still lain hid

       In withered branch and the blue flakes of flint 70

       For man to exact and use, but these withdrawn,

       Man with the brutes degraded would be man

       No more; and so the tyrant was content.

       But I, despised again, again upheld

       The weak, and pitying them sent sweet Hope,

       Bearer of dreams, enchantress fond and kind,

       From heaven descending on the unhindered rays

       Of every star, to cheer with visions fair

       Their unamending pains. And now this day

       Behold I come bearing the seal of all 80

       Which Hope had promised: for within this reed

       A prisoner I bring them stolen from heaven,

       The flash of mastering fire, and it have borne

       So swift to earth, that when yon noontide sun

       Rose from the sea at morning I was by,

       And unperceived of Hêlios plunged the point

       I' the burning axle, and withdrew a tongue

       Of breathing flame, which lives to leap on earth

       For man the father of all fire to come.

       And hither have I brought it even to Argos 90

       Unto king Inachus, him having chosen

       Above all mortals to receive my gift:

       For he is hopeful, careful, wise, and brave.

       He first,

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