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Thou knowest if Jupiter be such or no. And now, even now, they clasped it. dsia. Whom called'st thou God?

Their bright locks Demogorgon. I spoke but as ye Stream like a comet's flashing hair : they speak,

all For Jove is the supreme of living things. Sweep onward. Asia. Who is the master of the Demogorgon. These are the immortal slave?

Hours, Demogorgon.

If the abysm

Of whom thou didst demand. One Could vomit forth its secrets. . . But a

waits for thee. voice

Asia, A spirit with a dreadful counIs wanting, the deep truth is imageless;

tenance For what would it avail to bid thee gaze Checks its dark chariot by the craggy On the revolving world? What to bid gulph. speak

Unlike thy brethren, ghastly charioteer, Fate, Time, Occasion, Chance, and Who art thou? Whither wouldst thou Change? To these

bear me? Speak! All things are subject but eternal Love. Spirit. I am the shadow of a destiny Asia. So much I asked before, and More dread than is my aspect : ere yon my heart gave

planet The response thou hast given; and of Has set, the darkness which ascends such truths

with me Each to itself must be the oracle. Shall wrap in lasting night heaven's One more demand; and do thou answer kingless throne.

Asia. What meanest thou ? As mine own soul would answer, did it Panthea. That terrible shadow know

floats That which I ask. Prometheus shall Up from its throne, as may the lurid arise

smoke Ilenceforth the sun of this rejoicing of earthquake-ruined cities o'er the sea. world:

Lo! it ascends the car; the coursers fly When shall the destined hour arrive? Terrified: watch its path among the stars Demogorgon.

Behold! Blackening the night! Asia. The rocks are cloven, and Asia.

Thus I am answered : through the purple night

strange! I see cars drawn by rainbow-winged Panthea. See, near the verge, ansteeds

other chariot stays; Which trample the dim winds: in each | An ivory shell inlaid with crimson fire, there stands

Which comes and goes within its sculp A wild-eyed charioteer urging their tured rim flight.

Of delicate strange tracery ; the young Some look behind, as fiends pursued spirit them there,

That guides it has the dove-like eyes of And yet I see no shapes but the keen

hope ; stars :

Ilow its soft smiles attract the soul ! as Others, with burning eyes, lean forth, light and drink

Lures winged insects through the lampWith eager lips the wind of their own

less air. speed,

Spirit. As is the thing they loved fled on before, | My coursers are fed with the lightning,



They drink of the whirlwind's stream, Panthea. How thou art changed ! And when the red morning is brightning I dare not look on thee;

They bathe in the fresh sunbeam ; I feel but see thee not. I scarce endure They have strength for their swiftness The radiance of thy beauty. Some I deem,

good change Then ascend with me, daughter of Ocean. Is working in the elements, which suffer

Thy presence thus unveiled.

The I desire : and their speed makes night Nereids tell kindle ;

That on the day when the clear hyaline I fear : they outstrip the Typhoon ; Was cloven at thy uprise, and thou didst Ere the cloud piled on Atlas can dwindle

stand We encircle the earth and the moon : Within a veinèd shell, which floated on We shall rest from long labours at Over the calm floor of the crystal sea,

Among the Ægean isles, and by the Then ascend with me, daughter of Ocean.


Which bear thy name ; love, like the SCENE V.-THE CAR PAUSES WITHIN

atmosphere A CLOUD ON THE TOP OF A SNOWY Of the sun's fire filling the living world, MOUNTAIN. Asia, PANTHEA, and Burst from thee, and illumined earth the SPIRIT OF THE HOUR.

and heaven

And the deep ocean and the sunless Spirit. On the brink of the night and the And all that dwells within them; till morning

grief cast My coursers are wont to respire ; Eclipse upon the soul from which it But the Earth has just whispered a warn

came : ing

Such art thou now ; nor is it I alone, That their flight must be swister than Thy sister, thy companion, thine own fire :

chosen one, They shall drink the hot speed of But the whole world which seeks thy desire !

sympathy. Asia. Thou breathest their Hearest thou not sounds i' the air which nostrils, but my breath

speak the love Would give them swister speed.

Of all articulate beings ? Feelest thou Spirit.

Alas! it could not. Panthea. Oh Spirit ! pause, and tell The inanimate winds enamoured of whence is the light

thee? List! (Music.) Which fills the cloud ? the sun is yet Asia. Thy words are sweeter than unrisen.

aught else but his Spirit. The sun will rise not until Whose echoes they are : yet all love is Apollo

sweet, Is held in heaven by wonder ; and the Given or returned. Common as light light

is love, Which fills this vapour, as the aërial hue And its familiar voice wearies not ever. Of fountain-gazing roses fills the water,

Like the wide heaven, the all-sustaining Flows from thy mighty sister.

air, Panthea.

Yes, I feel It makes the reptile equal to the God : Asia. What is it with thee, sister? They who inspire it most are fortunate, Thou art pale.

As I am now ; but those who feel it most





Are happier still, after long sufferings, Into a sea profound, of ever-spreading As I shall soon become.

sound : Panthea. List! Spirits speak.

Meanwhile thy spirit lists its pinions Voice in the Air, singing.

In music's most serene dominions ; Life of Life! thy lips enkindle

Catching the winds that fan that happy With their love the breath between

heaven. them ;

And we sail on, away, afar, And thy smiles before they dwindle

Without a course, without a star, Make the cold air fire; then screen them But, by the instinct of sweet music In those looks, where whoso gazes

driven ; Faints, entangled in their mazes.

Till through Elysian garden islets Child of Light ! thy limbs are burning

By thee, most beautiful of pilots, Thro' the vest which seems to hide Where never mortal pinnace glided, them;

The boat of my desire is guided : As the radiant lines of morning

Realms where the air we breathe is Thro'the clouds ere they divide them ;

love, And this atmosphere divinest

Which in the winds and on the waves Shrouds thee wheresoe'er thou shinest.

doth move,

Harmonising this earth with what we Fair are others; none beholds thee,

feel above. But thy voice sounds low and tender Like the fairest, for it folds thee

We have pass'd Age's icy caves, From the sight, that liquid splendour,

And Manhood's dark and tossing And all feel, yet see thee never, As I feel now, lost for ever!

And Youth's smooth ocean, smiling to

betray: Lamp of Earth! where'er thou movest

Beyond the glassy gulphs we flee Its dim shapes are clad with brightness, Of shadow-peopled Infancy, And the souls of whom thou lovest

Through Death and Birth, to a diviner Walk upon the winds with lightness,

day; Till they fail, as I am failing,

A paradise of vaulted bowers, Dizzy, lost, yet unbewailing!

Lit by downward-gazing flowers, Asia.

And watery paths that wind between My soul is an enchanted boat,

Wildernesses calm and green, Which, like a sleeping swan, doth Peopled by shapes too bright to see, float

And rest, having beheld; somewhat Upon the silver waves of thy sweet like thee; singing ;

Which walk upon the sea, and chaunt And thine doth like an angel sit

Beside a helm conducting it,
Whilst all the winds with melody are

It seems to float ever, for ever,
Upon that many-winding river,

SCENE I. - HEAVEN. JUPITER on Between mountains, woods, abysses,

his Throne; THETIS and the other A paradise of wildernesses !

Deities assembled. Till, like one in slumber bound, Borne to the ocean, I float down, Jupiter. Ye congregated powers around,

heaven, who share


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The glory and the strength of him ye of the desire which makes thee one with serve,

me, Rejoice ! henceforth I am omnipotent. Thetis, bright image of eternity! All else had been subdued to me; alone When thou didst cry, “ Insufferable The soul of man, like unextinguished fire, might! Yet burns towards heaven with fierce God! Spare me! I sustain not the reproach, and doubt,

quick flames, And lamentation, and reluctant prayer, The penetrating presence; all my being, Hurling up insurrection, which might Like him whom the Numidian seps did make

thaw Our antique empire insecure, though Into a dew with poison, is dissolved, built

Sinking thro' its foundations : " even On eldest faith, and hell's coeval, fear;

then And tho' my curses thro' the pendulous Two mighty spirits, mingling, made a air,

third Like snow on herbless peaks, fall flake Mightier than either, which, unbodied by flake,

now, And cling to it; tho' under my wrath's Between us floats, felt, although unbenight

held, Il climbs the crags of life, step after step, Waiting the incarnation, which ascends, Which wound it, as ice wounds un. (Ilear ye the thunder of the fiery wheels sandalled feet,

Griding the winds ?) from Demogorgon's It yet remains supreme o'er misery,

throne. Aspiring, unrepressed, yet soon to fall : Victory! victory! Feel'st thou not, O Even now have I begotten a strange world, wonder,

The earthquake of his chariot thunderThat fatal child, the terror of the earth, Who waits but till the destined hour Olympus ? arrive,

[The Car of the Hour arrives, Bearing from Demogorgon's vacant DEMOGORGON descends, and moves throne

towards the Throne of JUPITER. The dreadful might of ever-living limbs

Awsul shape, what art thou? Which clothed that awful spirit unbeheld, Speak! To redescend, and trample out the spark. Demogorgon. Eternity. Demand no

direr name. Pour forth heaven's wine, Idaan Gany. Descend, and follow me down the abyss. mede,

I am thy child, as thou wert Saturn's And let it till the Dædal cups like fire,

child; And from the flower-inwoven soil divine Mightier than thee: and we must dwell Ye all-triumphant harmonies arise,

together As dew from earth under the twilight Henceforth in darkness. List thy lightstars :

nings not. Drink! be the nectar circling thro' your The tyranny of heaven none may retain, veins

Or reassume, or hold, succeeding thee: The soul of joy, ye ever-living Gods, Yet if thou wilt, as 'tis the destiny Till exultation burst in one wide voice of trodden worms to writhe till they are Like music from Elysian winds.


And thou Put forth thy might. Ascend beside me, veiled in the light Jupiter. Detested prodigy!

ing up


Even thus beneath the deep Titanian Of the victorious darkness, as he fell : prisons

Like the last glare of day's red agony, I trample thee! thou lingerest?

Which, from a rent among the fiery

Mercy! mercy! clouds, No pity, no release, no respite! Oh, Burns far along the tempest - wrinkled That thou wouldst make mine enemy deep. my judge,

Ocean. He sunk to the abyss ? To Even where he hangs, seared by my

the dark void ? long revenge,

Apollo. An eagle so caught in some On Caucasus! he would not doom me bursting cloud thus.

On Caucasus, his thunder-baffled wings Gentle, and just, and dreadless, is he Entangled in the whirlwind, and his

eyes The monarch of the world? What then Which gazed on the undazzling sun, now art thou ?

blinded No refuge ! no appeal !

By the white lightning, while the ponSink with me then,

derous hail We too will sink on the wide waves of Beats on his struggling form, which ruin,

sinks at length Even as a vulture and a snake outspent Prone, and the aerial ice clings over it. Drop, twisted in inextricable fight,


Henceforth the fields of Into a shoreless sea. Let hell unlock

Hleaven-reflecting sea Its mounded oceans of tempestuous fire, which are my realm, will heave, unAnd whelm on them into the bottomless

stained with blood, void

Beneath the uplifting winds, like plains This desolated world, and thee, and me,

of corn The conqueror and the conquered, and Swayed by the summer air; my streams the wreck

will flow Of that for which they combated. Round many - peopled continents, and

Ai! Ai!

round The elements obey me not. I sink Fortunate isles; and from their glassy Dizzily down, ever, for ever, down.

thrones And, like a cloud, mine enemy above Blue Proteus and his humid nymphs Darkens my fall with victory! Ai, Ai!

shall mark

The shadow of fair ships, as mortals see SCENE II. THE MOUTH OF A GREAT

The floating bark of the light-laden moon

With that white star, its sightless pilot's RIVER IN THE ISLAND ATLANTIS. OCEAN is discovered reclining near Borne down the rapid sunset's ebbing

crest, the Shore; APOLLO stands beside him.

sea ; Ocean.

. He fell, thou sayest, beneath Tracking their path no more by blood

his conqueror's frown? Apollo. Aye, when the strife was And desolation, and the mingled voice. ended which made dim

Of slavery and command; but by the The orb I rule, and shook the solid light stars,

Or wave-reflected flowers, and floating The terrors of his eye illumined heaven

odours, With sanguine light, through the thick And music soft, and mild, free, gentle ragged skirts


and groans,

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