Behold! A figure in the West!
Strong! Bold! Full of heart, empty of fear
Eyes as with fire from Hades, but cooled with calm from Poseidon
Her Will fortissimo, as rushing Alpine
Constant, unchanging,– a mountain in seas of reeds
But I could climb it, to see from Olympus’ peak
The utmost secret: her fashioned armor’s chink
Hark! A light in the East!
Lo! The second Sun!
Her Beauty trumps all else; squanders my clumsy tries
An earthquake my limbs, when mine meet her blazing eyes
Wisdom is gone! Learning has fled!
My thoughts are a tumble with her piercing my head
Were I a bird in the sky, climbing toward your radiance
That I may steal the Sun a glance but even for a moment!
Shout! A spirit from the South!
Full of life, empty of death!
In her there dwells no fury; her soul hath not rage
Her life is her stage; her death is a cage
Let no man resist her glee! Death to me thrice for to step on her joy!
Thirty pearls she wears when her twice-gleaming
emeralds seize mine
All my wealth, my peace would I give to reach beyond her
rhind!
Kneel! A queen of the North!
Fear! Love! See none but her!
Purity made bold; love so true; care seen pure
To stand 'fore is a lifetime; to touch her feet, an
eternity!
I am no man before such greatness!
A bug on her tree - nay, a speck of black bark.
My whole life to achieve a fraction of her spark.
Alight! The four ways combine!
Here stands she, for whom you waited the time!
Whole being demanded, whole being I give
But to have you and hold you as long as we live!