The Washington times., 1905-04-02


burne, printed beloy. is said to have
prevented his appointment as poet lau-
reate of England to succeed Lord Ten
nyson.
RUSSIA: AN ODE-1S90.
Out Of hell a word comes kissing, dark
as DOOM
Fierce as fire, and foul as plague-pol-
luted gloom:
Out of hell wherein the sinless damned
endure
More than ever sin conceived of pains
impure:
More than ever ground mems living
souls to dust:
Worse than madness ever dreamed of
1nurderous lust.
Since the worlds wall first went UP
from lands and seas
Ears have heard not, tongues have told
not things like these.
Dante, led by loves and hates accord
ant spcll
Down the deepest and the loathiest
ways of hell,
rain was fire.
Where the scalps were masked with
dung more deep than mire,
Saw not, where the filth was foulest.
and the night
Darkest, depths whose hends could
Set beside this truth, his deadliest vi
sion seems
Pale and pure and painless as a vir-
gins dr6ams-
Maidens dead beneath the ,ciasping
lash, and wives
Rent with deadlier pangs than death
for shame survives.
Naked. mad. starved. scourged. spurn-
ed. frozen, fallen. defiowered.
Souls and bodies as by fangs Of beasts
devoured,
Sounds that he'll would hear not. sights
no thought could shape.
Limbs that fell as fame the rayenous
grasp OF rape
Filth of raging crime and shame that
crime erjoyS,
Age made one with youth in torture
girls with boys.
These, and worse If aught be worse
than these things are,
Prove thee regent, Russia-praise thy
mercy, Car.
Help is none in Heaven; hope sees ne
Earth is hell, and hell bows down before
the Car,
All It's monstrous, murderous, lecherous
births acclaim
Him whose empire lives to match its
fiery fame.
Nay, .perchance,. at sight or sense of
deeds here done,
Here where men may lift up eyes to
greet the sun,
Hell recoils heart stricken; horror worse
than hell
Darkens earth and sickens Heaven; life
knows the spell,
Sbudders, quails and sinks-or filled
with f1erier breath,
Rises red in arms devised Of darkiing
death
Pity mad with passion, anguish mad
with shame
Call aloud on justice by her darker
name;
Love grows hate for loves sake; life
takes death for guide,
Night hath none but one red star
Tyrannicide.
God or man be swift; hope sickens
smite. and send him bowling down his
fathers way,
Fall, fire of heaven, and smite as fire
from hell
Halls wherein mems torturers, crowned
and covering, DWELL!
These that crouch and shrink and shud-
der, girt with power
These that reign, and dare not trust one
trembling hour
These omnipotent, whom terror curbs
and drives
These whose life reflects In fear their
These whose breath sheds poison worse
than plaques thick breath
These whose reign is ruin, these whose
word Is death.
These whose will turns heaven to hell
and day to night,
These. if Gods hand snite not, how
shall mans not smite?"
So from hearts by horror withered as
by fire
Surge the strains of unappeasable de-
sirei
Sounds that bid the darkness tighten, lit
for DEATH
Bid the lips whose breath was doom
yield UP their breath;
Down the way of CZars, awhile in vain
deferred,
Bid the Second Alexander light the
Third.
How for shame shall men rebuke them?
how may we
Blame, whose fathers died, and slew,
to leave US free?
We, though all the world cry out upon
them, know,
Were our strife as theirs, we could not
strike but so:
Could not cover, and could not kiss the
hands that smite:
Could not meet them armed in sunltt
battles light
Dark as fear and red as hate though
morning rise,
Life it is that conquers; death it is that
dies.