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Returned for valiant labour: she and they

Defeated and victorious turn by turn;



By loss enriched, by overthrow restored.

Exchange of powers of this conflict came;



Defacement none, nor ever squandered force.

Is battle nature's mandate, here it reigned,



As music unto the hand that smote the strings;

And she the rosier from their showery brows,



They fruitful from her ploughed and harrowed breast.

Back to the primal rational of those



Who suck the teats of milky earth, and clasp

Stability in hatred of the insane,



Man stepped; with wits less fearful to pronounce

The mortal mind's concept of earth's divorced



Above; those beautiful, those masterful,

Those lawless. High they sit, and if descend,



Descend to reap, not sowing. Is it just?

Earth in her happy children asked that word,



Whereto within their breast was her reply.

Those beautiful, those masterful, those lawless,



Enjoy the life prolonged, outleap the years;

Yet they ('twas the Great Mother's voice inspired



The audacious thought), they, glorious over dust,

Outleap not her; disrooted from her soar,



To meet the certain fate of earth's divorced,

And clap lame wings across a wintry haze,



Up to the farthest bourne: immortal still,

Thenceforth innocuous; lovelier than when ruled



The Tyranny. This her voice within them told,

When softly the Great Mother chid her sons



Not of the giant brood, who did create

Those lawless Gods, first offspring of our brain



Set moving by an abject blood, that waked

To wanton under elements more benign,



And planted aliens on Olympian heights; -

Imagination's cradle poesy



Become a monstrouspressure upon men; -

Foes of good Gaea; until dispossessed



By light from her, born of the love of her,

Their lordship the illumined brain rejects



For earth's beneficent, the sons of Law,

Her other name. So spake she in their heart,



Among the wheat-blades proud of stalk; beneath

Young vine-leaves pushing timid fingers forth,



Confidently to cling. And when brown corn

Swayed armied ranks with softened cricket song,



With gold necks bent for any zephyr's kiss;

When vine-roots daily down a rubble soil



Drank fire of heaven athirst to swell the grape;

When swelled the grape, and in it held a ray,



Rich issue of the embrace of heaven and earth;

The very eye of passion drowsed by excess,



And yet a burning lion for the spring;

Then in that time of general cherishment,



Sweet breathing balm and flutes by cool wood-side,

He the harsh rouser of ire being absent, caged,



Then did good Gaea's children gratefully

Lift hymns to Gods they judged, but praised for peace,



Delightful Peace, that answers Reason's call

Harmoniously and images her Law;



Reflects, and though short-lived as then, revives,

In memories made present on the brain



By natural yearnings, all the happy scenes;

The picture of an earth allied to heaven;



Between them the known smile behind black masks;

Rightly their various moods interpreted;



And frolic because toilful children borne

With larger comprehension of Earth's aim



At loftier, clearer, sweeter, by their aid.

THE NIGHT-WALK



Awakes for me and leaps from shroud

All radiantly the moon's own night






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