Then Violet, she that sang the mournful song And had a cousin tumbled on the plain, Petition'd too for him. Ay so,' she said, 'I stagger in the stream: I cannot keep My heart an eddy from the brawling hour: We break our laws with ease, but let it be.' Ay so?' said Blanche: 'I am all amaze to hear Your Highness: but your Highness breaks with ease The law your Highness did not make: 't was I. I had been wedded wife, I knew mankind, And block'd them out; but these men came to woo Your Highness - verily I think to win.' So she, and turn'd askance a wintry eye: Toll'd by an earthquake in a trembling tower, 'What! in our time of glory when the cause Now stands up, first, a trophied pillar-now So clipt, so stinted in our triumph-barr'd Ev'n from our free heart-thanks, and every way By our own creature! one that made our laws! To hatch the cuckoo! whom we call'd our friend! As cloaking in the larger charities We must amaze this legislator more. Fling our doors wide! all, all, not one, but all, Whatever man lies wounded, friend or foe, To find low motives unto noble deeds, To fix all doubt upon the darker side; Go, fitter thou for narrowest neighbourhoods, Old talker, haunt where gossip breeds and seethes And festers in provincial sloth: and, you, That think we sought to practise on a life Risk'd for our own and trusted to our hands, What say you, Sir? you hear us deem ye not 'Tis all too like that even now we scheme, In one broad death confounding friend and foe, To drug them all? revolve it: you are man, And therefore no doubt wise; but after this We brook no further insult, but are gone.' She turn'd; the very nape of her white neck Was rosed with indignation :}but the Prince Her brother came; the king her father charm'd Her wounded soul with words; nor did mine own Refuse her proffer, lastly gave his hand. Then us they lifted up, dead weights, and bare Straight to the doors to them the doors gave way Groaning, and in the Vestal entry shriek'd The virgin marble under iron heels: And they moved on and gain'd the hall, and there Of female whisperers: at the further end The common men with rolling eyes; amazed A flying splendour out of brass and steel, That o'er the statues leapt from head to head, Now fired an angry Pallas on the helm, Now set a wrathful Dian's moon on flame, And now and then an echo started up, And shuddering fled from room to room, and died Of fright in far apartments. Then the voice Of Ida sounded, issuing ordinance : And me they bore up the broad stairs and thro' The long-laid galleries past a hundred doors To one deep chamber shut from sound, and due To languid limbs and sickness; left me in it; And others otherwhere they laid; and all That afternoon a sound arose of hoof And chariot, many a maiden passing home Till happier times; but some were left of those Held sagest, and the great lords out and in, From those two hosts that lay beside the walls, Walk'd at their will, and everything was changed. 10 |