I shall dare to discover some province, some gift of my own. There's a faculty pleasant to exercise, hard to hoodwink, I am faint to keep still in abeyance, (I laugh as I think) Lest, insisting to claim and parade in it, wot ye, I worst E'en the Giver in one gift. — Behold, I could love if I durst! 130 But I sink the pretension as fearing a man may o'ertake God's own speed in the one way of love: I abIstain for love's sake. - What, my soul? see thus far and no farther? when doors great and small, Nine-and-ninety flew ope at our touch, should the hundredth appall? In the least things have faith, yet distrust in the greatest of all? Do I find love so full in my nature, God's ultimate gift, That I doubt his own love can compete with it? Here, the parts shift? Here, the creature surpass the Creator, what Began? - the end, Would it ever have entered my mind, the bare will, much less power, To bestow on this Saul what I sang of, the marvellous dower Of the life he was gifted and filled with? to make such a soul, Such a body, and then such an earth for insphering the whole ? And doth it not enter my mind (as my warm tears attest) These good things being given, to go on, and give one more, the best? Ay, to save and redeem and restore him, maintain at the height This perfection, succeed with life's day-spring, death's minute of night? Interpose at the difficult minute, snatch Saul the mistake, I will? the mere atoms despise me! Why am I not loth To look that, even that in the face too? Why is it I dare Think but lightly of such impuissance? What stops my despair? This; 'tis not what man Does which exalts him, but what man Would do! See the King - I would help him but cannot, the wishes fall through. Could I wrestle to raise him from sorrow, grow And thy love fill infinitude wholly, nor leave up nor down One spot for the creature to stand in! It is by no breath, Turn of eye, wave of hand, that salvation joins issue with death! As thy Love is discovered almighty, almighty be proved Thy power, that exists with and for it, of being Beloved! He who did most, shall bear most; the strongest shall stand the most weak. 'Tis the weakness in strength, that I cry for! my flesh, that I seek In the Godhead! I seek and I find it. O Saul, it shall be MY LAST DUCHESS FERRARA ΤΟ That's my last Duchess painted on the wall, A heart how shall I say? too soon made glad, By just his horse's mane, a boy: You hardly could suspect (So tight he kept his lips compressed Scarce any blood came through) You looked twice ere you saw his breast Was all but shot in two. 31 -good! THE LAST RIDE TOGETHER To the East with praise he turned, "I bore thee from thy craftsman's cell, And set thee here; I did not well. "Vainly I left my angel-sphere, Vain was thy dream of many a year. "Thy voice's praise seemed weak; droppedCreation's chorus stopped! "Go back and praise again The early way, while I remain. "With that weak voice of our disdain, Theocrite grew old at home; A new Pope dwelt in Peter's dome. One vanished as the other died: THE LAST RIDE TOGETHER I said - Then, dearest, since 'tis so, And this beside, if you will not blame, My mistress bent that brow of hers; With life or death in the balance: right! Who knows but the world may end to-night? Hush! if you saw some western cloud By many benedictions — sun's And moon's and evening-star's at once And so, you, looking and loving best, Conscious grew, your passion drew 70 IO 20 481 Cloud, sunset, moonrise, star-shine too, Then we began to ride. My soul What need to strive with a life awry? So might I gain, so might I miss. As the world rushed by on either side. I thought, All labour, yet no less We ride and I see her bosom heave. They scratch his name on the Abbey-stones. And place them in rhyme so, side by side. 'Tis something, nay 'tis much: but then, Have you yourself what's best for men? Are you poor, sick, old ere your time— Nearer one whit your own sublime Than we who never have turned a rhyme? Sing, riding's a joy! For me, I ride. And you, great sculptor so, you gave A score of years to Art, her slave, 30 40 50 60 70 80 |