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SCENE 1.—PROLOGUE IN HEAVEN. THE LORD AND THE HOST OF HEAVEN. ENTER THREE ARCHANGELS. RAPHAEL:The sun makes music as of oldAmid the rival spheres of Heaven,On its predestined circle rolledWith thunder speed: the Angels evenDraw strength from gazing on its…
MADDALO, A COURTIER.MALPIGLIO, A POET.PIGNA, A MINISTER.ALBANO, AN USHER. MADDALO:No access to the Duke! You have not saidThat the Count Maddalo would speak with him? PIGNA:Did you inform his Grace that Signor PignaWaits with state papers for his signature? MALPIGLIO:The…
Oh! did you observe the Black Canon pass,And did you observe his frown?He goeth to say the midnight mass,In holy St. Edmond’s town. He goeth to sing the burial chaunt,And to lay the wandering sprite,Whose shadowy, restless form doth haunt,The…
Rome has fallen, ye see it lyingHeaped in undistinguished ruin:Nature is alone undying.
‘Ah! quit me not yet, for the wind whistles shrill,Its blast wanders mournfully over the hill,The thunder’s wild voice rattles madly above,You will not then, cannot then, leave me my love.’— I must dearest Agnes, the night is far gone—I…
I.Swifter far than summer’s flight—Swifter far than youth’s delight—Swifter far than happy night,Art thou come and gone—As the earth when leaves are dead,As the night when sleep is sped,As the heart when joy is fled,I am left lone, alone. II.The…
‘O happy Earth, reality of Heaven! To which those restless souls that ceaselessly Throng through the human universe, aspire! Thou consummation of all mortal hope! Thou glorious prize of blindly working will, Whose rays, diffused throughout all space and time,…
THE FAIRY ‘The present and the past thou hast beheld. It was a desolate sight. Now, Spirit, learn, The secrets of the future—Time! Unfold the brooding pinion of thy gloom, Render thou up thy half-devoured babes, And from the cradles…
SPIRIT ‘I was an infant when my mother went To see an atheist burned. She took me there. The dark-robed priests were met around the pile; The multitude was gazing silently; And as the culprit passed with dauntless mien, Tempered…
All touch, all eye, all ear, The Spirit felt the Fairy’s burning speech. O’er the thin texture of its frame The varying periods painted changing glows, As on a summer even, When soul-enfolding music floats around, The stainless mirror of…