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fall of its fire-fledged rhyme Fill darkness as with bright and burning rain Till all the live gloom inly glows, and light Seems with the sound to cleave the core of night. The singing soul that moves thee, and that moved When thou wast woman, and their songs divine Who mixed for Grecian mouths heaven's lyric wine Fell dumb, fell down reproved Before one sovereign Lesbian song of thine. That soul, though love and life had fain held fast, Wind-winged with fiery music, rose and past Through the indrawn hollow of earth and heaven and hell, As through some strait sea-shell The wide sea's immemorial song,--the sea That sings and breathes in strange men's ears of thee How in her barren bride-bed, void and vast, Even thy soul sang itself to sleep at last. To sleep? Ah, then, what song is this, that here Makes all the night one ear, One ear fulfilled and mad with music, one Heart kindling as the heart of heaven, to hear A song more fiery than the awakening sun Sings, when his song sets fire To the air and clouds that build the dead night's pyre? _O thou of divers-coloured mind, O thou Deathless, God's daughter subtle-souled_--lo, now, Now too the song above all songs, in flight Higher than the day-star's height, And sweet as sound the moving wings of night! _Thou of the divers-coloured seat_--behold, Her very song of old!-- _O deathless, O God's daughter subtle-souled!_ That same cry through this boskage overhead Rings round reiterated, Palpitates as the last palpitated, The last that panted through her lips and died Not down this grey north sea's half sapped cliff-side That crumbles toward the coastline, year by year More near the sands and near; The last loud lyric fiery cry she cried, Heard once on heights Leucadian,--heard not here. Not here; for this that fires our northland night, This is the song that made Love fearful, even the heart of love afraid, With the great anguish of its great delight. No swan-song, no far-fluttering half-drawn breath, No word that love of love's sweet nature saith, No dirge that lulls the narrowing lids of death, No healing hymn of peace-prevented strife,-- This is her song of life. _I loved thee_,--hark, one tenderer note than all-- _Atthis, of old time, once_--one low long fall, Sighing--one long low lovely loveless call, Dying--one pause in song so flamelike fast-- _Atthis, long since in old time overpast_-- One soft first pause and last. One,--then the old rage of
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