第51章

AndhimreadsReasonathisheels，Ifheelsinairthelastofhim!

Thedaythatisthenightofdays，Withcannon-fireforsunablazeWespyfromanybillow’slift；

AndEnglandstillthistidaldrift!

WouldshetosaintedforethoughtvowAspacebeforethethundersflood，ThatmartyrofitshourmightnowSpareherthetearsofblood。

Asleepuponherancientdeeds，Shehugsthesionplethorabreeds，AndcountshermanifoldincreaseOftreasureinthefruitsofpeace。

Whatcurseonearth’simprodent，Whenthedreadtrumpetshattersrest，Iswreaked，sheknows，yetsmilescontentAscradlerockedfrombreast。

She，impioustotheLordofHosts，Thevalourofheroffspringboasts，MindlessthatnowonlandandmainHisheededprayerisactebrain。

Nomoregreatheartmayguardthehome，SaveeyedandarmedandskilledtocleaveYonswallowerwavewithshroudoffoam，Weseenotdistantheave。

Theystandtobehersacrifice，Thesonsthismotherflingslikedice，TofacetheoddsandbravetheFates；

Asinthosedaysofstarrydates，Whencannoncannon’scounterblastAwakened，muzzlemuzzlebowled，AndhighinswatheofsmokethemastItsfightingragoutrolled。

NowtheNorthwindceases，ThewarmSouth-westawakes；

Swiftflythefleeces，Thicktheblossom-flakes。

Nowhilltohillhasmadethestride，Anddistancewavesthewithoutend：

Nowinthebreastadoorflingswide；

Ourfarthestsmiles，ournextisfriend。

AndsongofEngland’srushofflowersIsthisfullbreezewithmellowstops，Thatspinsthelarkforshine，forshowers；

Hedrinkshishurriedflight，anddrops。

Thestirinmemoryseemthesethings，WhichoutofmoistenedturfandclayAstrainforlightpushpatientrings，Orleaptofindthewaterway。

’Tisequaltoawonderdone，WhateversimplelesrenewTheirtricksbeneaththefathersun，Asthoughtheycaughtabrokenclue；

Sohardwasearthaneyewinkback：

Butnowthecommonlifehascome，Theblottingcloudadappledpack，Thegrassesonevastunderhum。

ACityclothedinsnowandsoot，Withlampsfordayinghostlyrows，Breakstothesceneofhostsafoot，Thererthatreflecteflows：

AndtheredidfogdowncryptsofstreetPlayspectreuponeyeandmouth：-

TheirfacesareaglasstogreetThismagicofthewhirlforSouth。

AburlyjoyeachcreatureswellsWithsoundofitsownhungryquest；

Earthhastofillheremptywells，Andspeedtheserceofthenest；

Thephantomofthesnow-wreathmelt，Thathauntsthefarmer’slookabroad，Whoseeswhattombawhitenightbuilt，Whereflocksnowbleatandsproutstheclod。

ForironWinterheldherfirm；

Acrossherskyhelaidhishand；

Andbirdhestarved，hestiffenedworm；

Asightlessheaven，ashavenland。

HersheringSpringfeignedfastasleep，Thebittenbudsdarednotunfold：

WeracedonroadsandicetokeepThoughtofthegirlwelovefromcold。

ButnowtheNorthwindceases，ThewarmSouth-westawakes，Theheavensareoutinfleeces，Andearth’sgreenbannershakes。

ForaHeraclesinhisfightingirethereisnevertheglorythatfollowsWhenashenheliesandthepoetsarisetosingoftheworkhehasdone。

Buttosionaleundershallowsofsight，lo，theLabourer’scrownisApollo’s，Whilestandsheyetinhisgrimeandsweat——towrestleforfruitsoftheSun。

Cananenemywitherhischeer？Notyou，yefairyellow-floweringladies，Whojoinwithyourlordstojarthechordsofabosomheroic，andclog。

’Tisthefalteringfriend，aninanima