LUCIFER - (pages 9-10)
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Take back this halo from my head,
Take back my starry lower,
And give to me, o God, instead
Of human love one hour.

 

Out of the chaos was I wrought,
In chaos would I be dispersed,
Out of the empty darkness brought,
For darkness do I thirst...'


'Hyperion, o child divine,
Don't thus your state disclaim,
Nor ask for miracle, nor sign
That has nor sense nor name.


You wish to be of man a son,
To be a star you scorn;
But men quick perish every one,
And men each day are born.


Yet stars burn on with even glow,
And it is fate's intending
That they nor time, nor place shall know,
Unfettered and unending.


Out of eternal yesterday
Into tomorrow's grave,
Even the sun will pass way
That other sun's shall lave;


The sun that every morn does rise
At last it's spirit gives;
For each thing lives because it dies,
And dies because it lives.


But you, Hyperion, never wane,
Night's miracle sublime,
But in the sky your place retain,
The wonder of all time.




So what strange fancy holds your mind?
What dreaming thus belates you?
Return to earth and there you'll find
The awakening that awaits you.'

*

Hyperyon did straightway go
To where through ages gone
His gleam upon the earth below
Nightly he had shone.


And it was evening when he came,
Night's darkness slow assembled,
And rose the moon a frozen flame
That in the water trembled,


And filled the forest's twilight clime
With a silver starry mist,
Where 'neath a tall and spreading lime
Two fair-haired children kissed.


'O, let me lay in lover's wise
My head upon your breast,
Beneath the wonder of your eyes,
In soft and fragrant rest.


In mystery's enchanted light
Pervade me with your charm,
And flood my soul through passion's night
With time's eternal calm.


O, quench my longing's eager thirst,
My aching doubts o'ercast,
For you to me are love the first
And of my dreams the last.'


Hyperion gazed down and knew
The fire their souls possessed;
For scarce the boy her nearer drew,
She clasped him to her breast.


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