The Charleston daily news. [volume] (Charleston, S.C.) 1865-1873, 1868-04-29

Hired apimalisms vile as those that MADE
The mulberry faced Dictator's orgies worse
Than aught they table of the quiet Gods.
And hands they MKT, and yelled and round me
drove
In narrowing circles till yelled again
Half suifocated, and sprang up and saw
Was it the first beam of my latest day
Then, then from utter gloom stood out tne oreasts'
The breasis of Helen. and hoveringly sword
Now over and now under. now direct
Pointed itself to pierce but sank down shamed
At all that beauty; and as stared, fire,
The fire that left roohess lion,
Shot out of them, and ecorched me that l woke.
Is this thy vengeance, holy Venus. thine,
Because would not one of thine own doves,
Not even rose, were offered to thee thine
Foreetlul how my r1ch proGmton makes
Thy glory fly along the Italian field,
In lays that will outlast thy Deity I!
Deity nay, thy worshppers. Ny ytongue
Tins or sDeak profanely. Which OF these
Anglers thee most, or angers thee at all
Not il thou best of those who far alcof
From envy, hate, and pity, and spite and scorn,
Live the great life which all our greatestfa;n
would follow centred in eternal calm.
Nay, If thou canst, o Goddess, Ike ourselves
Touch. and be touched, then would cry to thee
To kiss thy MAYORS, roll thy tender arms
Round him, and keep him from the lust OF olood
Thst makes steaming slaughter-house OF Rome.
Alb. Ur. meant not thee; meant not her,
Whom all the pines of Ida shook to see
The Trojan, while his neat herds were abroad;
Nor her that Ger the wounded hunter wept,
Her Deity false in human-amorous tears;
Nor whom her beardless spple.arbiter
Decided fairest. Rather, o ye Gods,
Poetike, as the great Sicilian called
Calliope to grace his golden verse
Az, and this Kypris also-did / take
That popular name Of thine to shadow fortn
The all.generating powers and genial heat
OF Nature when abe strikes through the thick blood
OF cattle and light is large and lambs are glad
Nosing the mothers udder. and the bird
Makes his heart-yoice amid the blaze Of flowers!
Which things appear the work Of mighty Gods.
The Gods! and If 60 my work is left.
Unn1ished-ifI go. The Gods, who haunt
The lucid inte-space of world and world,
Where never creeps Q cloud, or moves wind,
Nor ever falls the least white star of snow,
Nor ever lowest roll of thunder moanS
Nor sound of human sorrow mounts 70 mar
Their secret everlasting calm! and such,
Not all 30 fine, nor so divine calm,
Not such, nor all unlike it, man may gain
Letting his own life go. The Gods, the Gods!
If all be atoms, how then should the Gods
Being atomic not be dissoluble,
Not follow the great law! My master neio
That Gods there are, for all men so believe.
prest my footsteps into his, and meant
Surely to lead my Mem mius In train
OF Aowery clauses onward to the proof
That Gods there are, and deafness. Meant:
I have forgotten what meant: my mind
Stumbles, and all my faculties are famed.
Look where another of our Gods. the Sun,
Apollo, Deliue, or Of older use =.
All-seeinS Hyperion-what you viii,
Has mounted yonder; since he never swale,
Except his wrath were wrcaked on wretched man,
That he would only shine among the deid
Hereafter; talesl tor never yet on earth
Could dead flesh creep, or bits OF roasting OK
Moan round the spit; nor knows ne what ne sees'
King of the East although he seem, and glrt
With song and fame and fragrance, slowly Lifts
HIS golden feet on those impurpled ST. As
That climb into the windy halls of heaven?
and here he glances on an eye newborn
And gets for greeting but wall OF pain;
And here he stays upon freezing orb
That fain would gaze upon him to the last;
And here upon yellow eyeld fallen
And closed by those who mourn n1end IN VsH'
D. thankful that his troubles are no more.
And me, although his fire is on my face
Binding he sees not, nor at all can tell
Whett er mean this day to end myself,
Or lend an ear 10 Plato where he says.
That men like soldiers may NOT quit the post
Allotted by the Gods: but he that holds
The Gods are careless, wherefore need he care
Greatly for them. nor rather plunge ut once.
Baing troubled, wholly out OF sight, ana slnk
Past earthquake-sy, and gout and stone that break
Body toward death, and palsy, death-in.nie,
And wretched age-and worst disease OF all,
These prodigies Of myriad nakedness,
And twisted shapes Of lust, unspeakaole,
Abominable strangers at my hearth
Not welcome, harpies miring every dsn,
The phantom husks of something ioully done,
And feeting through the boundless universe,
And blasting the long quiet OF my breast
With animal heat and dire insanity.
How should the mind, except it loved them, clasp
These idols to herself? or do they fy
Now thinner, and now thicker, like the fakes
In fall Of snow, and 80 prees IN, periorce
OF multitude az crowds that in an hour
or civic tumult Jam the doors, and bear
The keepers down, and throng their rags and they,
The basest, far into that counci-han
Where sit the best and stateliest OF the land?
Can not fling this horror of me again,
Sc. ing with how great ease Nature can smne'
Balrnier and nobler from her bath OF storm,
At random ravage? and how easily
The mountain there has cast his cloudy slough,
Now towering DER him in serenest aar,
mountain Ger mountain, ay, and w!tnln
ALI hollow as the hopes and fears OF men,
Butwho was he that in the garden shared
Picua and Faunus rustic Gods? tale
To laugh at-more to laugh at in myself
For look! what Is 1t? there? yon arbutus
Totters; noiseless riot underneath
striies through the wood, sets eli the tops quiver
ing
And here an Dread (how the sun delights
To glance and shift about her slippery sides
And rosy knees, and supple roundedness,
And budded bosom-pesks) who this way runs
Before the rest-A sstyr; satyr; see
Follows; but him proved Impossible;
Twi-natured is no nature; yet he draws
Nearer auo nearer. and scan him now
Beastlier than any phantom OF his End
That ever butted his brother-brute
For lust or lusty blood or provender;
hate. abhor spit, sicken at him; and she
Iosthes him as we'll; such precipitate heel,
Fledzed, as it were, with Mercury's ankle wing,
Whirls her to me: but will she fling herself,
Shameless upon me? Catch her poatfoot: nay,
Hide. hide them, milhon-mirtled wilderness,
And cavern -shadowiug laurels, hide dol wish
What that the bush were leahess or TO Wheim
An of them in one massacre? Dye Gods,
know you careless, yet careless, to you
From chilly want and ancient use call
/ Thought lived securely as yourselves.
No lewdness, narrowing envy, monkty-spat
No madness of ambition, avarlce, none;
No larger feast than under plane or pine
with neiehbors laid along the grass, to take
Only such cups as lett usfriendly-warm'
Affirming each his own philosophy
Nothing to mar the sober majestles
OF settled, sweet, Epicurean life
Tut now il seems some unseen monster lays
His vast and filthy hands upon my WILL,
WTenchno Il backward into bis and s2ohs
aIv Hiss in being: and it was not great;
For save when shutting reasons up III rsum'
Or Heliconian honey in living Wolas,
Tomake Truth less harsh, o1ten gre"
Tired of SO much within our little me-
Or of 40 little in our little life
Poor little life that toddles hall an hour
Crowned with flower or two, and tnere a1 Gnu
And since the nobler pleasure seems TO laoe'
why, should T. beastlike as IND myseu,