Happiness is the shadow of things past,
Which fools still take for that which is to be!

And not all foolishly:
For all the past, read true, is prophecy,

And all the firsts are hauntings of some Last,
And all the springs are flash-lights of one Spring.

Then leaf, and flower, and falless fruit
Shall hang together on the unyellowing bough;

And silence shall be Music mute
For her surcharg-ed heart. Hush thou!

These things are far too sure that thou should'st dream
Thereof, lest they appear as things that seem.

Shade within shade! for deeper in the glass
Now other imaged meanings pass;

And as the man, the poet there is read.
Winter with me, alack!

Winter on every hand I find:
Soul, brain, and pulses dead;

The mind no further by the warm sense fed,
The soul weak-stirring in the arid mind,

More tearless-weak to flash itself abroad
Than the earth's life beneath the frost-scorched sod.

My lips have drought, and crack,
By laving music long unvisited.

Beneath the austere and macerating rime
Draws back constricted in its icy urns

The genial flame of Earth, and there
With torment and with tension does prepare

The lush disclosures of the vernal time.
All joys draw inward to their icy urns,

Tormented by constraining rime,
And there

With undelight and throe prepare
The bounteous efflux of the vernal time.

Nor less beneath compulsive Law
Rebuk-ed draw

The numb-ed musics back upon my heart;
Whose yet-triumphant course I know

And prevalent pulses forth shall start,
Like cataracts that with thunderous hoof charge the disbanding snow.

All power is bound
In quickening refusal so;

And silence is the lair of sound;
In act its impulse to deliver,

With fluctuance and quiver
The endeavouring thew grows rigid;

Strong
From its retracted coil strikes the resilient song.

Giver of spring,
And song, and every young new thing!

Thou only seest in me, so stripped and bare,
The lyric secret waiting to be born,

The patient term allowed
Before it stretch and flutteringly unfold

Its rumpled webs of amethyst-freaked, diaphanous gold.
And what hard task abstracts me from delight,

Filling with hopeless hope and dear despair
The still-born day and parch-ed fields of night,

That my old way of song, no longer fair,
For lack of serene care,

Is grown a stony and a weed-choked plot,
Thou only know'st aright,

Thou only know'st, for I know not.
How many songs must die that this may live!

And shall this most rash hope and fugitive,
Fulfilled with beauty and with might

In days whose feet are rumorous on the air,
Make me forget to grieve

For songs which might have been, nor ever were?
Stern the denial, the travail slow,

The struggling wall will scantly grow:
And though with that dread rite of sacrifice

Ordained for during edifice,
How long, how long ago!

Into that wall which will not thrive
I build myself alive,

Ah, who shall tell me will the wall uprise?
Thou wilt not tell me, who dost only know!

Yet still in mind I keep,
He which observes the wind shall hardly sow,

He which regards the clouds shall hardly reap.
Thine ancient way! I give,

Nor wit if I receive;
Risk all, who all would gain: and blindly. Be it so.

'And blindly,' said I?--No!
That saying I unsay: the wings

Hear I not in praevenient winnowings
Of coming songs, that lift my hair and stir it?

What winds with music wet do the sweet storm foreshow!
Utter stagnation

Is the solstitial slumber of the spirit,
The blear and blank negation of all life:

But these sharp questionings mean strife, and strife
Is the negation of negation.

The thing from which I turn my troubled look
Fearing the gods' rebuke;

That perturbation putting glory on,
As is the golden vortex in the West

Over the foundered sun;
That--but low breathe it, lest the Nemesis

Unchild me, vaunting this--
Is bliss, the hid, hugged, swaddled bliss!

O youngling Joy carest!
That on my now first-mothered breast

Pliest the strange wonder of thine infant lip,
What this aghast surprise of keenest panging,

Wherefrom I blench, and cry thy soft mouth rest?
Ah hold, withhold, and let the sweet mouth slip!

So, with such pain, recoils the woolly dam,
Unused, affrighted, from her yeanling lamb:

I, one with her in cruel fellowship,
Marvel what unmaternal thing I am.

Nature, enough! within thy glass
Too many and too stern the shadows pass.

In this delighted season, flaming
For thy resurrection-feast,

Ah, more I think the long ensepulture cold,
Than stony winter rolled

From the unsealed mouth of the holy East;
The snowdrop's saintly stoles less heed

Than the snow-cloistered penance of the seed.
'Tis the weak flesh reclaiming

Against the ordinance
Which yet for just the accepting spirit scans.

Earth waits, and patient heaven,
Self-bonded God doth wait

Thrice-promulgated bans
Of his fair nuptial-date.

And power is man's,
With that great word of 'wait,'

To still the sea of tears,
And shake the iron heart of Fate.

In that one word is strong
An else, alas, much-mortal song;

With sight to pass the frontier of all spheres,
And voice which does my sight such wrong.

Not without fortitude I wait
The dark majestical ensuit

Of destiny, nor peevish rate
Calm-knowledged Fate.

I, that no part have in the time's bragged way,
And its loud bruit

I, in this house so rifted, marred,
So ill to live in, hard to leave;

I, so star-weary, over-warred,
That have no joy in this your day--

Rather foul fume englutting, that of day
Confounds all ray--

But only stand aside and grieve;
I yet have sight beyond the smoke,

And kiss the gods' feet, though they wreak
Upon me stroke and again stroke;

And this my seeing is not weak.
The Woman I behold, whose vision seek

All eyes and know not; t'ward whom climb
The steps o' the world, and beats all wing of rhyme,

And knows not; 'twixt the sun and moon
Her inexpressible front enstarred

Tempers the wrangling spheres to tune;
Their divergent harmonies

Concluded in the concord of her eyes,
And vestal dances of her glad regard.

I see, which fretteth with surmise
Much heads grown unsagacious-grey,

The slow aim of wise-hearted Time,
Which folded cycles within cycles cloak:

We pass, we pass, we pass; this does not pass away,
But holds the furrowing earth still harnessed to its yoke.

The stars still write their golden purposes
On heaven's high palimpsest, and no man sees,

Nor any therein Daniel; I do hear
From the revolving year

A voice which cries:
'All dies;

Lo, how all dies! O seer,
And all things too arise:

All dies, and all is born;
But each resurgent morn, behold, more near the Perfect Morn.'

Firm is the man, and set beyond the cast
Of Fortune's game, and the iniquitous hour,

Whose falcon soul sits fast,
And not intends her high sagacious tour

Or ere the quarry sighted; who looks past
To slow much sweet from little instant sour,

And in the first does always see the last.
ANY SAINT.

His shoulder did I hold
Too high that I, o'erbold

Weak one,
Should lean thereon.

But He a little hath
Declined His stately path

And my
Feet set more high;

That the slack arm may reach
His shoulder, and faint speech

Stir
His unwithering hair.

And bolder now and bolder
I lean upon that shoulder

So dear

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• impulse [´impʌls] n.推动(力)；冲动；刺激 (初中英语单词)
• waiting [´weitiŋ] n.等候；伺候 (初中英语单词)
• slumber [´slʌmbə] v.&n.睡眠；沉睡状态 (初中英语单词)
• infant [´infənt] n.&a.婴(幼)儿 (初中英语单词)
• frontier [´frʌntiə] n.国境；边疆；边界 (初中英语单词)
• vision [´viʒən] n.视觉；想象力；幻影 (初中英语单词)
• instant [´instənt] a.立即的 n.紧迫；瞬间 (初中英语单词)
• torment [´tɔ:ment] vt.(使)痛苦，折磨 (高中英语单词)
• inward [´inwəd] a.向内的；心灵上的 (高中英语单词)
• refusal [ri´fju:zəl] n.拒绝；优先取舍权 (高中英语单词)
• hopeless [´həupləs] a.无望的，无可救药的 (高中英语单词)
• serene [si´ri:n] n.&a.清澈的；宁静的 (高中英语单词)
• saying [´seiŋ, ´sei-iŋ] n.言语；言论；格言 (高中英语单词)
• strife [straif] n.竞争；吵架；冲突 (高中英语单词)
• destiny [´destini] n.命运 (高中英语单词)
• seeing [si:iŋ] see的现在分词 n.视觉 (高中英语单词)
• concord [´kɔŋkɔ:d] n.协定；一致 (高中英语单词)
• therein [ðeə´rin] ad.在那里，在其中 (高中英语单词)
• quarry [´kwɔri] n.(采)石场；猎物 (高中英语单词)
• stately [´steitli] a.庄严的，雄伟的 (高中英语单词)
• drought [draut] n.旱灾；干旱 (英语四级单词)
• austere [ɔ´stiə] a.严峻(格)的；质朴的 (英语四级单词)
• genial [´dʒi:niəl] a.愉快的；和蔼的 (英语四级单词)
• tension [´tenʃən] n.紧张；压力；拉力 (英语四级单词)
• prevalent [´prevələnt] a.流行的；普遍的 (英语四级单词)
• blindly [blaindli] ad.盲目地；没头脑地 (英语四级单词)
• delighted [di´laitid] a.高兴的；喜欢的 (英语四级单词)
• falcon [´fɔ:kən] n.隼，猎鹰 (英语四级单词)
• bounteous [´bauntiəs] a.宽宏大量的；丰富的 (英语六级单词)
• denial [di´naiəl] n.否认；拒绝 (英语六级单词)
• aghast [ə´gɑ:st] a.吓呆的，吃惊的 (英语六级单词)
• withhold [wið´həuld] v.不给；扣留；抑制 (英语六级单词)
• penance [´penəns] n.悔过；(赎罪的)苦行 (英语六级单词)
• fortitude [´fɔ:titju:d] n.坚忍；刚毅 (英语六级单词)