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ERECHTHEUS. 


ERECHTHEUS: 


A  TRAGEDY. 


BY 


ALGERNON  CHARLES  SWINBURNE. 


d>  ral  \urapal  ital  ioffTecpavoi  Kal  aolSi/j.oi, 
"E\\d5os  epet(7fj.a,  K\ftva\  *A.9avai,  8ai/j.6i>iov  tnoXitGpov. 

FIND.  Fr.  47. 

AT.     ris  8e  irotfudvup  tirfrrn  Kairi8ftrir6£fi  ff-rparov  ; 
XO.     ovnvos  Sov\oi  KfK\7]vrai  (poirbs  ou8'  virrjKdot. 

/EscH.  Pers.  241-2. 


SECOND  EDITION. 


LONDON: 
CHATTO    AND    WINDUS,    PICCADILLY. 

1876. 

[Ail  rights  reserved. \ 


E? 


LONDON  : 

PK1NTED    BY   WILLIAM    CLOWES   AND  SONS,    STAMFORD   SThEET, 
AND  CHARING  CROSS. 


TO 


MY     MOTHER. 


PERSONS. 

ERECHTHEUS. 

CHORUS  OF  ATHENIAN  ELDERS. 

PRAXITHEA. 

CHTHONIA. 

HERALD  OF  EUMOLPUS. 

MESSENGER. 

ATHENIAN  HERALD. 

ATHENA. 


ERECHTHEUS. 


ERECHTHEUS. 

MOTHER  of  life  and  death  and  all  men's  days, 
Earth,  whom  I  chief  of  all  men  born  would  bless, 
And  call  thee  with  more  loving  lips  than  theirs 
Mother,  for  of  this  very  body  of  thine 
And  living  blood  I  have  my  breath  and  live, 
Behold  me,  even  thy  son,  me  crowned  of  men, 
Me  made  thy  child  by  that  strong  cunning  God 
Who  fashions  fire  and  iron,  who  begat 
Me  for  a  sword  and  beacon-fire  on  thee, 
Me  fosterling  of  Pallas,  in  her  shade  10 

Reared,  that  I  first  might  pay  the  nursing  debt, 
Hallowing  her  fame  with  flower  of  third-year  feasts, 
And  first  bow  down  the  bridled  strength  of  steeds 
To  lose  the  wild  wont  of  their  birth,  and  bear 
Clasp  of  man's  knees  and  steerage  of  his  hand, 

B 


ERECHTHEUS. 


Or  fourfold  service  of  his  fire-swift  wheels 
That  whirl  the  four-yoked  chariot  ;  me  the  king 
Who  stand  before  thee  naked  now,  and  cry, 

0  holy  and  general  mother  of  all  men  born, 

But  mother  most  and  motherliest  of  mine,  20 

Earth,  for  I  ask  thee  rather  of  all  the  Gods, 

What  have  we  done  ?  what  word  mistimed  or  work 

Hath  winged  the  wild  feet  of  this  timeless  curse 

To  fall  as  fire  upon  us  ?   Lo,  I  stand 

Here  on  this  brow's  crown  of  the  city's  head 

That  crowns  its  lovely  body,  till  death's  hour 

Waste  it ;  but  now  the  dew  of  dawn  and  birth 

Is  fresh  upon  it  from  thy  womb,  and  we 

Behold  it  born  how  beauteous ;  one  day  more 

1  see  the  world's  wheel  of  the  circling  sun  30 
Roll  up  rejoicing  to  regard  on  earth 

This  one  thing  goodliest,  fair  as  heaven  or  he, 
Worth  a  God's  gaze  or  strife  of  Gods  ;  but  now 
Would  this  day's  ebb  of  their  spent  wave  of  strife 
Sweep  it  to  sea,  wash  it  on  wreck,  and  leave 
A  costless  thing  contemned  ;  and  in  our  stead, 
Where  these  walls  were  and  sounding  streets  of  men, 
Make  wide  a  waste  for  tongueless  water-herds 


ERECHTHEUS. 


And  spoil  of  ravening  fishes  ;  that  no  more 
Should  men  say,  Here  was  Athens.     This  shalt  thou 
Sustain  not,  nor  thy  son  endure  to  see,  41 

Nor  thou  to  live  and  look  on  ;  for  the  womb 
Bare  me  not  base  that  bare  me  miserable, 
To  hear  this  loud  brood  of  the  Thracian  foam 
Break  its  broad  strength  of  billowy-beating  war 
Here,  and  upon  it  as  a  blast  of  death 
Blowing,  the  keen  wrath  of  a  fire-souled  king, 
A  strange  growth  grafted  on  our  natural  soil, 
A  root  of  Thrace  in  Eleusinian  earth 
Set  for  no  comfort  to  the  kindly  land,  5° 

Son  of  the  sea's  lord  and  our  first-born  foe, 
Eumolpus  ;  nothing  sweet  in  ears  of  thine 
The  music  of  his  making,  nor  a  song 
Toward  hopes  of  ours  auspicious  ;  for  the  note 
Rings  as  for  death  oracular  to  thy  sons 
That  goes  before  him  on  the  sea-wind  blown 
Full  of  this  charge  laid  on  me,  to  put  out 
The  brief  light  kindled  of  mine  own  child's  life, 
Or  with  this  helmsman  hand  that  steers  the  state 
Run  right  on  the  under  shoal  and  ridge  of  death      60 
The  populous  ship  with  all  its  fraughtage  gone 

B  2 


ERECHTHEUS. 


And  sails  that  were  to  take  the  wind  of  time 

Rent,  and  the  tackling  that  should  hold  out  fast 

In  confluent  surge  of  loud  calamities 

Broken,  with  spars  of  rudders  and  lost  oars 

That  were  to  row  toward  harbour  and  find  rest 

In  some  most  glorious  haven  of  all  the  world 

And  else  may  never  near  it :  such  a  song 

The  Gods  have  set  his  lips  on  fire  withal 

Who  threatens  now  in  all  their  names  to  bring          70 

Ruin  ;  but  none  of  these,  thou  knowest,  have  I 

Chid  with  my  tongue  or  cursed  at  heart  for  grief, 

Knowing  how  the  soul  runs  reinless  on  sheer  death 

Whose  grief  or  joy  takes  part  against  the  Gods. 

And  what  they  will  is  more  than  our  desire, 

And  their  desire  is  more  than  what  we  will. 

For  no  man's  will  and  no  desire  of  man's 

Shall  stand  as  doth  a  God's  will.     Yet,  O  fair 

Mother,  that  seest  me  how  I  cast  no  word 

Against  them,  plead  no  reason,  crave  no  cause,         80 

Boast  me  not  blameless,  nor  beweep  me  wronged, 

By  this  fair  wreath  of  towers  we  have  decked  thee 

with, 
This  chaplet  that  we  give  thee  woven  of  walls, 


^ERECHTHEUS. 


This  girdle  of  gate  and  temple  and  citadel 

Drawn  round  beneath  thy  bosom,  and  fast  linked 

As  to  thine  heart's  root — this  dear  crown  of  thine, 

This  present  light,  this  city— be  not  thou 

Slow  to  take  heed  nor  slack  to  strengthen  her, 

Fare  we  so  short-lived  howsoe'er,  and  pay 

What  price  we  may  to  ransom  thee  thy  town,  90 

Not  me  my  life ;  but  thou  that  diest  not,  thou, 

Though  all  our  house  die  for  this  people's  sake, 

Keep  thou  for  ours  thy  crown  our  city,  guard 

And  give  it  life  the  lovelier  that  we  died. 


CHORUS. 

Sun,  that  hast  lightened  and  loosed  by  thy  might 
Ocean  and  Earth  from  the  lordship  of  night, 
Quickening  with  vision  his  eye  that  was  veiled, 
Freshening  the  force  in  her  heart  that  had  failed, 
That  sister  fettered  and  blinded  brother 
Should  have  sight  by  thy  grace  and  delight  of  each 
other,  100 

Behold  now  and  see 
What  profit  is  given  them  of  thee  ; 


ERECHTHEUS. 


What  wrath  has  enkindled  with  madness  of  mind 
Her  limbs   that  were  bounden,  his   face  that  was 

blind, 

To  be  locked  as  in  wrestle  together,  and  lighten 
With  fire  that  shall  darken  thy  fire  in  the  sky, 
Body  to  body  and  eye  against  eye 

In  a  war  against  kind, 
Till  the  bloom  of  her  fields  and  her  high  hills  whiten 

With  the  foam  of  his  waves  more  high.  no 

For  the  sea-marks  set  to  divide  of  old 
The  kingdoms  to  Ocean  and  Earth  assigned, 
The  hoar  sea-fields  from  the  cornfields'  gold, 
His  wine-bright  waves  from  her  vineyards'  fold, 

Frail  forces  we  find 
To  bridle  the  spirit  of  Gods  or  bind 

Till  the  heat  of  their  hearts  wax  cold. 
But  the  peace  that  was  stablished  between  them  to 

stand 

Is  rent  now  in  twain  by  the  strength  of  his  hand 
Who  stirs  up  the  storm  of  his  sons  overbold        1 20 
To  pluck  from  fight  what  he  lost  of  right, 
By  council  and  judgment  of  Gods  that  spake 
And  gave  great  Pallas  the  strife's  fair  stake, 


ERECHTHEUS. 


The  lordship  and  love  of  the  lovely  land, 
The  grace  of  the  town  that  hath  on  it  for  crown 
But  a  headband  to  wear 

Of  violets  one-hued  with  her  hair  : 
For  the  vales  and  the  green  high  places  of  earth 

Hold  nothing  so  fair, 
And  the  depths  of  the  sea  bear  no  such  birth      1 30 

Of  the  manifold  births  they  bear. 
Too  well,  too  well  was  the  great  stake  worth 
A  strife  divine  for  the  Gods  to  judge, 
A  crowned  God's  triumph,  a  foiled  God's  grudge, 
Though  the  loser  be  strong  and  the  victress  wise 
Who  played  long  since  for  so  large  a  prize, 
The  fruitful  immortal  anointed  adored 
Dear  city  of  men  without  master  or  lord, 
Fair  fortress  and  fostress  of  sons  born  free, 
Who  stand  in  her  sight  and  in  thine,  O  sun,         140 
Slaves  of  no  man,  subjects  of  none ; 
A  wonder  enthroned  on  the  hills  and  sea, 
A  maiden  crowned  with  a  fourfold  glory 
That  none  from  the  pride  of  her  head  may  rend, 
Violet  and  olive-leaf  purple  and  hoary, 
Song-wreath  and  story  the  fairest  of  fame, 


ERECHTHEUS. 


Flowers  that  the  winter  can  blast  not  or  bend  ; 
A  light  upon  earth  as  the  sun's  own  flame, 

A  name  as  his  name, 
Athens,  a  praise  without  end.  150 

A  noise  is  arisen  against  us  of  waters,  \str.  \. 

A  sound  as  of  battle  come  up  from  the  sea. 
Strange  hunters  are  hard  on  us,  hearts  without  pity  ; 
They  have  staked  their  nets  round  the  fair  young 

city, 

That    the   sons   of    her   strength   and    her  virgin 
daughters 

Should  find  not  whither  alive  to  flee. 
And  we  know  not  yet  of  the  word  unwritten,  [Ant.  i. 

The  doom  of  the  Pythian  we  have  not  heard  ; 
From  the  navel  of  earth  and  the  veiled  mid  altar 
We  wait  for  a  token  with  hopes  that  falter,          160 
With  fears  that  hang  on  our  hearts  thought-smitten 

Lest  her  tongue  be  kindled  with  no  good  word. 
O  thou  not  born  of  the  womb,  nor  bred  [Str.  2. 

In  the  bride-night's  warmth  of  a  changed  God's  bed, 
But  thy  life  as  a  lightning  was  flashed  from  the  light 

of  thy  father's  head, 


ERECHTHEUS. 


O  chief  God's  child  by  a  motherless  birth, 
If  aught  in  thy  sight  we  indeed  be  worth, 
Keep  death  from  us  thou,  that  art  none  of  the  Gods 

of  the  dead  under  earth. 

Thou  that  hast  power  on  us,  save,  if  thou  wilt ;  [Ant.  2. 
Let  the  blind  wave  breach  not  thy  wall  scarce  built ; 
But  bless  us  not  so  as  by  bloodshed,  impute  not  for 
grace  to  us  guilt,  17 l 

Nor  by  price  of  pollution  of  blood  set  us  free  ; 
Let  the  hands  be  taintless  that  clasp  thy  knee, 
Nor  a  maiden  be  slain  to  redeem  for  a  maiden  her 
shrine  from  the  sea. 

O  earth,  O  sun,  turn  back  [Sir.  3. 

Full  on  his  deadly  track 

Death,  that  would   smite  you  black   and  mar  your 
creatures, 

And  with  one  hand  disroot 
All  tender  flower  and  fruit, 

With   one  strike  blind   and  mute  the  heaven's   fair 
features,  1 80 

Pluck  out  the  eyes  of  morn,  and  make 
Silence  in  the  east  and  blackness  whence  the  bright 
songs  break. 


io  ERECHTHEUS. 

Help,  earth,  help,  heaven,  that  hear  [Ant.  3. 

The  song-notes  of  our  fear, 

Shrewd  notes  and  shrill,  not  clear  or  joyful-sounding  ; 
Hear,  highest  of  Gods,  and  stay 
Death  on  his  hunter's  way, 
Full  on  his  forceless  prey  his  beagles  hounding  ; 

Break  thou  his  bow,  make  short  his  hand, 
Maim   his  fleet  foot  whose  passage  kills  the   living 
land.  190 

Let  a  third  wave  smite  not  us,  father,  [Str.  4. 

Long  since  sore  smitten  of  twain, 

Lest  the  house  of  thy  son's  son  perish 

And  his  name  be  barren  on  earth. 
Whose  race  wilt  thou  comfort  rather 
If  none  to  thy  son  remain  ? 

Whose  seed  wilt  thou  choose  to  cherish 

If  his  be  cut  off  in  the  birth  ? 

For  the  first  fair  graft  of  his  grafting  [Ant.  4. 

Was  rent  from  its  maiden  root  200 

By  the  strong  swift  hand  of  a  lover 

Who  fills  the  night  with  his  breath  ; 
On  the  lip  of  the  stream  low-laughing 
Her  green  soft  virginal  shoot 


ERECHTHEUS. 


Was  plucked  from  the  stream-side  cover 

By  the  grasp  of  a  love  like  death. 
For  a  God's  was  the  mouth  that  kissed  her      [Str.  5. 
Who  speaks,  and  the  leaves  lie  dead, 
When  winter  awakes  as  at  warning 

To  the  sound  of  his  foot  from  Thrace.       210 
Nor  happier  the  bed  of  her  sister 
Though  Love's  self  laid  her  abed 

By  a  bridegroom  beloved  of  the  morning 

And  fair  as  the  dawn's  own  face. 
For  Procris,  ensnared  and  ensnaring  [Ant.  5. 

By  the  fraud  of  a  twofold  wile, 

With  the  point  of  her  own  spear  stricken 

By  the  gift  of  her  own  hand  fell. 
Oversubtle  in  doubts,  overdaring 

In  deeds  and  devices  of  guile,  220 

And  strong  to  quench  as  to  quicken, 

O  Love,  have  we  named  thee  well  ? 
By  thee  was  the  spear's  edge  whetted  [Str.  6. 

That  laid  her  dead  in  the  dew, 

In  the  moist  green  glens  of  the  midland 

By  her  dear  lord  slain  and  thee. 
And  him  at  the  cliff's  end  fretted 


ERECHTHEUS. 


By  the  grey  keen  waves,  him  too, 

Thine  hand  from  the  white-browed  headland 

Flung  down  for  a  spoil  to  the  sea.  230 

But  enough  now  of  griefs  grey-growing  [Ant.  6. 

Have  darkened  the  house  divine, 

Have  flowered  on  its  boughs  and  faded, 

And  green  is  the  brave  stock  yet. 
O  father  all-seeing  and  all-knowing, 
Let  the  last  fruit  fall  not  of  thine 

From   the  tree   with   whose   boughs    we   are 

shaded, 
From  the  stock  that  thy  son's  hand  set. 

ERECHTHEUS. 

O  daughter  of  Cephisus,  from  all  time 
Wise  have  I  found  thee,  wife  and  queen,  of  heart   240 
Perfect ;  nor  in  the  days  that  knew  not  wind 
Nor  days  when  storm  blew  death  upon  our  peace 
Was  thine  heart  swoln  with  seed  of  pride,  or  bowed 
With  blasts  of  bitter  fear  that  break  men's  souls 
Who  lift   too   high   their   minds   toward   heaven,   in 
thought 


ERECHTHEUS.  13 


Too  godlike  grown  for  worship ;  but  of  mood 

Equal,  in  good  time  reverent  of  time  bad, 

And  glad  in  ill  days  of  the  good  that  were. 

Nor  now  too  would  I  fear  thee,  now  misdoubt 

Lest  fate  should  find  thee  lesser  than  thy  doom,     250 

Chosen  if  thou  be  to  bear  and  to  be  great 

Haply  beyond  all  women ;  and  the  word 

Speaks  thee  divine,  dear  queen,  that  speaks  thee  dead, 

Dead  being  alive,  or  quick  and  dead  in  one 

Shall  not  men  call  thee  living  ?  yet  I  fear 

To  slay  thee  timeless  with  my  proper  tongue, 

With  lips,  thou  knowest,  that  love  thee  ;  and  such  work 

Was  never  laid  of  Gods  on  men,  such  word 

No  mouth  of  man  learnt  ever,  as  from  mine 

Most  loth  to  speak  thine  ear  most  loth  shall  take  260 

And  hold  it  hateful  as  the  grave  to  hear. 

PRAXITHEA. 

That  word  there  is  not  in  all  speech  of  man, 
King,  that  being  spoken  of  the  Gods  and  thee 
I  have  not  heart  to  honour,  or  dare  hold 
More  than  I  hold  thee  or  the  Gods  in  hate 


14  ERECHTHEUS. 

Hearing  ;  but  if  my  heart  abhor  it  heard 
Being  insubmissive,  hold  me  not  thy  wife 
But  use  me  like  a  stranger,  whom  thine  hand 
Hath  fed  by  chance  and  finding  thence  no  thanks 
Flung  off  for  shame's  sake  to  forgetfulness.  270 

ERECHTHEUS. 

O,  of  what  breath  shall  such  a  word  be  made, 
Or  from  what  heart  find  utterance  ?  Would  my  tongue 
Were  rent  forth  rather  from  the  quivering  root 
Than  made  as  fire  or  poison  thus  for  thee. 

PRAXITHEA. 

But  if  thou  speak  of  blood,  and  I  that  hear 
Be  chosen  of  all  for  this  land's  love  to  die 
And  save  to  thee  thy  city,  know  this  well, 
Happiest  I  hold  me  of  her  seed  alive. 

i 

ERECHTHEUS. 

O  sun  that  seest,  what  saying  was  this  of  thine, 

God,  that  thy  power  has  breathed  into  my  lips  ?    280 

For  from  no  sunlit  shrine  darkling  it  came. 


ERECHTHEUS.  15 

PRAXITHEA. 

What  portent  from  the  mid  oracular  place 
Hath  smitten  thee  so  like  a  curse  that  flies 
Wingless,  to  waste  men  with  its  plagues  ?  yet  speak. 

ERECHTHEUS. 
Thy  blood  the  Gods  require  not ;  take  this  first. 

PRAXITHEA. 
To  me  than  thee  more  grievous  this  should  sound. 

ERECHTHEUS. 
That  word  rang  truer  and  bitterer  than  it  knew. 

PRAXITHEA. 
This  is  not  then  thy  grief,  to  see  me  die  ? 

ERECHTHEUS. 
Die  shalt  thou  not,  yet  give  thy  blood  to  death. 

PRAXITHEA. 
If  this  ring  worse  I  know  not ;  strange  it  rang.        290 


1 6  ERECHTHEUS. 

ERECHTHEUS. 
Alas,  thou  knowest  not ;  woe  is  me  that  know. 

PRAXITHEA. 

And  woe  shall  mine  be,  knowing  ;  yet  halt  not  here. 

ERECHTHEUS. 

Guiltless  of  blood  this  state  may  stand  no  more. 

P 

PRAXITHEA. 

Firm  let  it  stand  whatever  bleed  or  fall. 

ERECHTHEUS. 

O  Gods,  that  I  should  say  it  shall  and  weep. 

PRAXITHEA. 

Weep,  and  say  this  ?  no  tears  should  bathe  such  words. 

ERECHTHEUS. 

Woe's  me  that  I  must  weep  upon  them,  woe. 

PRAXITHEA. 

What  stain  is  on  them  for  thy  tears  to  cleanse  ? 


ERECHTHEUS. 


ERECHTHEUS. 

A  stain  of  blood  unpurgeable  with  tears. 

PRAXITHEA. 
Whence  ?  for  thou  sayest  it  is  and  is  not  mine.       300 

ERECHTHEUS. 

Hear  then  and  know  why  only  of  all  men  I 
Tha£  bring  such  news  as  mine  is,  I  alone 
Must  wash  good  words  with  weeping ;  I  and  thou, 
Woman,  must  wail  to  hear  men  sing,  must  groan 
To  see  their  joy  who  love  us  ;  all  our  friends 
Save  only  we,  and  all  save  we  that  love 
This  holiness  of  Athens,  in  our  sight 
Shall  lift  their  hearts  up,  in  our  hearing  praise 
Gods  whom*  we  may  not ;  for  to  these  they  give 
Life  of  their  children,  flower  of  all  their  seed,  310 

For  all  their  travail  fruit,  for  all  their  hopes 
Harvest  ;  but  we  for  all  our  good  things,  we 
Have  at  their  hands  which  fill  all  these  folk  full 
Death,  barrenness,  child-slaughter,  curses,  cares, 
Sea-leaguer  and  land-shipwreck  ;  which  of  these, 
Which  wilt  thou  first  give  thanks  for  ?  all  are  thine. 

c 


1 8  ERECHTHEUS. 

PRAXITHEA. 

What  first  they  give  who  give  this  city  good, 
For  that  first  given  to  save  it  I  give  thanks 
First,  and  thanks  heartier  from  a  happier  tongue, 
More  than  for  any  my  peculiar  grace  320 

Shown  me  and  not  my  country  ;  next  for  this, 
That  none  of  all  these  but  for  all  these  I 
Must  bear  my  burden,  and  no  eye  but  mine 
Weep  of  all  women's  in  this  broad  land  born 
Who  see  their  land's  deliverance  ;  but  much  more, 
But  most  for  this  I  thank  them  most  of  all, 
That  this  their  edge  of  doom  is  chosen  to  pierce 
My  heart  and  not  my  country's  ;  for  the  sword 
Drawn  to  smite  there  and  sharpened  for  such  stroke 
Should  wound  more  deep  than  any  turned  on  me.  330 

CHORUS. 

Well  fares  the  land  that  bears  such  fruit,  and  well 
The  spirit  that  breeds  such  thought  and  speech  in  man. 

ERECHTHEUS. 
O  woman,  thou  hast  shamed  my  heart  with  thine, 


ERECHTHEUS.  19 


To  show  so  strong  a  patience  ;  take  then  all  ; 

For  all  shall  break  not  nor  bring  down  thy  soul. 

The  word  that  journeying  to  the  bright  God's  shrine 

Who  speaks  askance  and  darkling,  but  his  name 

Hath  in  it  slaying  and  ruin  broad  writ  out, 

I  heard,  hear  thou  :  thus  saith  he  ;    There  shall  die 

One  soul  for  all  this  people  ;  from  thy  womb  340 

Came  forth  the  seed  that  here  on  dry  bare  ground 

Death's  hand  must  sow  untimely,  to  bring  forth 

Nor  blade  nor  shoot  in  season,  being  by  name 

To  the  under  Gods  made  holy,  who  require 

For  this  land's  life  her  death  and  maiden  blood 

To  save  a  maiden  city.     Thus  I  heard, 

And  thus  with  all  said  leave  thee  ;  for  save  this 

No  word  is  left  us,  and  no  hope  alive. 

CHORUS. 

He  hath  uttered  too  surely  his  wrath  not  obscurely, 

nor  wrapt  as  in  mists  of  his  breath,  \str 

The  master  that  lightens  not  hearts  he  enlightens,  but 

gives  them  foreknowledge  of  death.  350 

As  a  bolt  from  the  cloud  hath  he  sent  it  aloud  and 

proclaimed  it  afar, 

C  2 


ERECHTHEUS. 


From  the  darkness  and  height  of  the  horror  of  night 

hath  he  shown  us  a  star. 

Star  may  I  name  it  and  err  not,  or  flame  shall  I  say, 
Born  of  the  womb  that  was  born  for  the  tomb 

of  the  day  ? 

O  Night,  whom  other  but  thee  for  mother,  and  Death 

for  the  father,  Night,  [Ant. 

Shall  we  dream  to  discover,  save  thee  and  thy  lover, 

to  bring  such  a  sorrow  to  sight  ? 
From  the  slumberless  bed  for  thy  bedfellow  spread 

and  his  bride  under  earth 
Hast  thou  brought  forth  a  wild  and  insatiable  child, 

an  unbearable  birth. 
Fierce  are  the  fangs  of  his  wrath,  and  the  pangs 

that  they  give ; 

None  is  there,  none  that  may  bear  them,  not  one 
that  would  live.  360 

CHTHONIA. 

Forth  of  the  fine-spun  folds  of  veils  that  hide 
My  virgin  chamber  toward  the  full-faced  sun' 
I  set  my  foot  not  moved  of  mine  own  will, 
Unmaidenlike,  nor  with  unprompted  speed 


ERECHTHEUS. 


21 


Turn  eyes  too  broad  or  doglike  unabashed 
On  reverend  heads  of  men  and  thence  on  thine, 
Mother,  now  covered  from  the  light  and  bowed 
As  hers  who  mourns  her  brethren  ;  but  what  grief 
Bends  thy  blind  head  thus  earthward,  holds  thus  mute, 
I  know  not  till  thy  will  be  to  lift  up  370 

Toward  mine  thy  sorrow-muffled  eyes  and  speak  ; 
And  till  thy  will  be  would  I  know  this  not. 


PRAXITHEA. 

Old  men  and  childless,  or  if  sons  ye  have  seen 

And  daughters,  elder-born  were  these  than  mine, 

Look  on  this  child,  how  young  of  years,  how  sweet, 

How  scant  of  time  and  green  of  age  her  life 

Puts  forth  its  flower  of  girlhood  ;  and  her  gait 

How  virginal,  how  soft  her  speech,  her  eyes 

How  seemly  smiling  ;  wise  should  all  ye  be, 

All  honourable  and  kindly  men  of  age  ;  380 

Now  give  me  counsel  and  one  word  to  say 

That  I  may  bear  to  speak,  and  hold  my  peace 

Henceforth  for  all  time  even  as  all  ye  now. 

Dumb  are  ye  all,  bowed  eyes  and  tongueless  mouths, 


ERECHTHEUS. 


Unprofitable  ;  if  this  were  wind  that  speaks, 

As  much  its  breath  might  move   you.     Thou  then, 

child, 

Set  thy  sweet  eyes  on  mine  ;  look  through  them  well ; 
Take  note  of  all  the  writing  of  my  face 
As  of  a  tablet  or  a  tomb  inscribed 
That  bears  me  record  ;  lifeless  now,  my  life  390 

Thereon  that  was  think  written  ;  brief  to  read, 
Yet  shall  the  scripture  sear  thine  eyes  as  fire 
And  leave  them  dark  as  dead  men's.     Nay,  dear  child, 
Thou  hast  no  skill,  my  maiden,  and  no  sense 
To  take  such  knowledge ;  sweet  is  all  thy  lore, 
And  all  this  bitter ;  yet  I  charge  thee  learn 
And  love  and  lay  this  up  within  thine  heart, 
Even  this  my  word  ;  less  ill  it  were  to  die 
Than  live  and  look  upon  thy  mother  dead, 
Thy  mother-land  that  bare  thee  ;  no  man  slain       400 
But  him  who  hath  seen  it  shall  men  count  unblest, 
None  blest  as  him  who  hath  died  and  seen  it  not. 


CHTHONIA. 
That  sight  some  God  keep  from  me  though  I  die. 


ERECHTHEUS.  23 


PRAXITHEA. 
A  God  from  thee  shall  keep  it ;  fear  not  this. 

CHTHONIA. 
Thanks  all  my  life  long  shall  he  gain  of  mine. 

PRAXITHEA. 
Short  gain  of  all  yet  shall  he  get  of  thee. 

CHTHONIA. 
Brief  be  my  life,  yet  so  long  live  my  thanks. 

PRAXITHEA. 
So  long  ?  so  little  ;  how  long  shall  they  live  ? 

CHTHONIA. 
Even  while  I  see  the  sunlight  and  thine  eyes. 

PRAXITHEA. 
Would  mine  might  shut  ere  thine  upon  the  sun.     410 

CHTHONIA. 
For  me  thou  prayest  unkindly  ;  change  that  prayer. 


24  ERECHTHEUS. 

PRAXITHEA. 
Not  well  for  me  thou  sayest,  and  ill  for  thee. 

CHTHONIA. 

Nay,  for  me  well,  if  thou  shalt  live,  not  I. 

PRAXITHEA. 
How  live,  and  lose  these  loving  looks  of  thine  ? 

CHTHONIA. 

It  seems  I  too,  thus  praying,  then,  love  thee  not. 

PRAXITHEA. 
Lov'st  thou  not  life  ?  what  wouldst  thou  do  to  die  ? 

CHTHONIA. 
Well,  but  not  more  than  all  things,  love  I  life. 

PRAXITHEA. 
And  fain  wouldst  keep  it  as  thine  age  allows  ? 

CHTHONIA. 

Fain  would  I  live,  and  fain  not  fear  to  die. 


ERECHTHEUS.  25 

PRAXITHEA. 
That  I  might  bid  thee  die  not !     Peace  ;  no  more.  420 

CHORUS. 

A  godlike  race  of  grief  the  Gods  have  set 

For  these  to  run  matched  equal,  heart  with  heart. 

PRAXITHEA. 

Child  of  the  chief  of  Gods,  and  maiden  crowned, 

Queen  of  these  towers  and  fostress  of  their  king, 

Pallas,  and  thou  my  father's  holiest  head, 

A  living  well  of  life  nor  stanched  nor  stained, 

O  God  Cephisus,  thee  too  charge  I  next, 

Be  to  me  judge  and  witness  ;  nor  thine  ear 

Shall  now  my  tongue  invoke  not,  thou  to  me 

Most  hateful  of  things  holy,  mournfullest  430 

Of  all  old  sacred  streams  that  wash  the  world, 

Ilissus,  on  whose  marge  at  flowery  play 

A  whirlwind-footed  bridegroom  found  my  child 

And  rapt  her  northward  where  mine  elder-born 

Keeps  now  the  Thracian  bride-bed  of  a  God 

Intolerable  to  seamen,  but  this  land 


26  ERECHTHEUS. 

Finds  him  in  hope  for  her  sake  favourable, 
A  gracious  son  by  wedlock  ;  hear  me  then 
Thou  likewise,  if  with  no  faint  heart  or  false 
The  word  I  say  be  said,  the  gift  be  given,  440 

Which  might  I  choose  I  had  rather  die  than  give 
Or  speak  and  die  not.     Ere  thy  limbs  were  made 
Or  thine  eyes  lightened,  strife,  thou  knowest,  my  child, 
Twixt   God   and   God  had  risen,  which   heavenlier 

name 

Should  here  stand  hallowed,  whose  more  liberal  grace 
Should  win  this  city's  worship,  and  our  land 
To  which  of  these  do  reverence  ;  first  the  lord 
Whose  wheels  make  lightnings  of  the  foam-flowered 

sea 
Here  on   this   rock,  whose  height   brow-bound   with 

dawn 

Is  head  and  heart  of  Athens,  one  sheer  blow  450 

Struck,  and  beneath  the  triple  wound  that  shook 
The  stony  sinews  and  stark  roots  of  the  earth 
Sprang  toward  the  sun  a  sharp  salt  fount,  and  sank 
Where  lying  it  lights  the  heart  up  of  the  hill, 
A  well  of  bright  strange  brine ;  but  she  that  reared 
Thy  father  with  her  same  chaste  fostering  hand 


ERECHTHEUS.  27 


Set  for  a  sign  against  it  in  our  guard 

The  holy  bloom  of  the  olive,  whose  hoar  leaf 

High  in  the  shadowy  shrine  of  Pandrosus 

Hath  honour  of  us  all ;  and  of  this  strife  460 

The  twelve  most  high  Gods  judging  with  one  mouth 

Acclaimed  her  victress  ;  wroth  whereat,  as  wronged 

That  she  should  hold  from  him  such  prize  and  place, 

The  strong  king  of  the  tempest-rifted  sea 

Loosed  reinless  on  the  low  Thriasian  plain 

The  thunders  of  his  chariots,  swallowing  stunned 

Earth,  beasts,  and  men,  the  whole  blind  foundering 

world 

That  was  the  sun's  at  morning,  and  ere  noon 
Death's  ;  nor  this  only  prey  fulfilled  his  mind  ; 
For  with  strange  crook-toothed  prows  of  Carian  folk 
Who  snatch  a  sanguine  life  out  of  the  sea,  47 1 

Thieves  keen  to  pluck  their  bloody  fruit  of  spoil 
From  -the  grey  fruitless  waters,  has  their  God 
Furrowed  our  shores  to  waste  them,  as  the  fields 
Were  landward  harried  from  the  north  with  swords 
Aonian,  sickles  of  man-slaughtering  edge 
Ground  for  no  hopeful  harvest  of  live  grain 
Against  us  in  Bceotia  ;  these  being  spent, 


28  ERECHTHEUS. 


Now  this  third  time  his  wind  of  wrath  has  blown 

Right  on  this  people  a  mightier  wave  of  war,          480 

Three  times  more  huge  a  ruin  ;  such  its  ridge 

Foam-rimmed  and  hollow  like  the  womb  of  heaven, 

But  black  for  shining,  and  with  death  for  life 

Big  now  to  birth  and  ripe  with  child,  full-blown 

With  fear  and  fruit  of  havoc,  takes  the  sun 

Out  of  our  eyes,  darkening  the  day,  and  blinds 

The  fair  sky's  face  unseasonably  with  change, 

A  cloud  in  one  and  billow  of  battle,  a  surge 

High  reared  as  heaven  with  monstrous  surf  of  spears 

That  shake  on  us  their  shadow,  till  men's  heads     490 

Bend,  and  their  hearts  even  with  its  forward  wind 

Wither,  so  blasts  all  seed  in  them  of  hope 

Its  breath  and  blight  of  presage  ;  yea,  even  now 

The  winter  of  this  wind  out  of  the  deeps 

Makes  cold  our  trust  in  comfort  of  the  Gods 

And  blind  our  eye  toward  outlook  ;  yet  not  here,' 

Here  never  shall  the  Thracian  plant  on  high 

For  ours  his  father's  symbol,  nor  with  wreaths 

A  strange  folk  wreathe  it  upright  set  and  crowned 

Here  where  our  natural  people  born  behold  500 

The  golden  Gorgon  of  the  shield's  defence 


ERECHTHEUS.  29 


That  screens  their  flowering  olive,  nor  strange  Gods 
Be  graced,  and  Pallas  here  have  praise  no  more. 
And  if  this  be  not  I  must  give  my  child, 
Thee,  mine  own  very  blood  and  spirit  of  mine, 
Thee  to  be  slain.     Turn  from  me,  turn  thine  eyes 
A  little  from  me  ;  I  can  bear  not  yet 
To  see  if  still  they  smile  on  mine  or  no, 
If  fear  make  faint  the  light  in  them,  or  faith 
Fix  them  as  stars  of  safety.     Need  have  we,  510 

Sore  need  of  stars  that  set  not  in  mid  storm, 
Lights  that  outlast  the  lightnings  ;  yet  my  heart 
Endures  not  to  make  proof  of  thine  or  these, 
Not  yet  to  know  thee  whom  I  made,  and  bare 
What  manner  of  woman  ;  had  I  borne  thee  man, 
I  had  made  no  question  of  thine  eyes  or  heart, 
Nor  spared  to  read  the  scriptures  in  them  writ, 
Wert  thou  my  son  ;  yet  couldst  thou  then  but  die 
Fallen  in  sheer  fight  by  chance  and  charge  of  spears 
And  have  no  more  of  memory,  fill  no  tomb  520 

More  famous  than  thy  fellows  in  fair  field, 
Where  many  share  the  grave,  many  the  praise  ; 
But  one  crown  shall  one  only  girl  my  child 
Wear,  dead  for  this  dear  city,  and  give  back  life 


30  ERE  CHTHE  US. 


To  him  that  gave  her  and  to  me  that  bare, 

And  save  two  sisters  living ;  and  all  this, 

Is  this  not  all  good  ?     I  shall  give  thee,  child, 

Thee  but  by  fleshly  nature  mine,  to  bleed 

For  dear  land's  love  ;  but  if  the  city  fall 

What  part  is  left  me  in  my  children  then  ?  530 

But  if  it  stand  and  thou  for  it  lie  dead, 

Then  hast  thou  in  it  a  better  part  than  we, 

A  holier  portion  than  we  all  ;  for  each 

Hath  but  the  length  of  his  own  life  to  live, 

And  this  most  glorious  mother-land  on  earth 

To  worship  till  that  life  have  end ;  but  thine 

Hath  end  no  more  than  hers  ;  thou,  dead,  shalt  live 

Till  Athens  live  not ;  for  the  days  and  nights 

Given  of  thy  bare  brief  dark  dividual  life, 

Shall  she  give  thee  half  all  her  agelong  own  540 

And  all  its  glory ;  for  thou  givest  her  these  ; 

But  with  one  hand  she  takes  and  gives  again 

More  than  I  gave  or  she  requires  of  thee. 

Come  therefore,  I  will  make  thee  fit  for  death, 

I  that  could  give  thee,  dear,  no  gift  at  birth 

Save  of  light  life  that  breathes  and  bleeds,  even  I 

Will  help  thee  to  this  better  gift  than  mine 


ERECHTHEUS.  31 


And  lead  thee  by  this  little  living  hand 

That  death  shall  make  so  strong,  to  that  great  end 

Whence  it  shall  lighten  like  a  God's,  and  strike      550 

Dead  the  strong  heart  of  battle  that  would  break 

Athens  ;  but  ye,  pray  for  this  land,  old  men, 

That  it  may  bring  forth  never  child  on  earth 

To  love  it  less,  for  none  may  more,  than  we. 


CHORUS. 

Out  of  the  north  wind  grief  came  forth,  [Sir.  i. 

And  the  shining  of  a  sword  out  of  the  sea. 
Yea,  of  old  the  first-blown  blast  blew  the  prelude  of 
this  last, 

The  blast  of  his  trumpet  upon  Rhodope. 
Out  of  the  north  skies  full  of  his  cloud, 
With  the  clamour  of  his  storms  as  of  a  crowd      560 
At  the  wheels  of  a  great  king  crying  aloud, 
At  the  axle  of  a  strong  king's  car 
That  has  girded  on  the  girdle  of  war — 
With  hands  that  lightened  the  skies  in  sunder 
And  feet  whose  fall  was  followed  of  thunder, 

A  God,  a  great  God  strange  of  name, 


32  ERECHTHEUS. 


With  horse-yoke  fleeter-hoofed  than  flame, 
To  the  mountain  bed  of  a  maiden  came, 
Oreithyia,  the  bride  mismated, 

Wofully  wed  in  a  snow-strewn  bed  570 

With  a  bridegroom  that  kisses  the  bride's  mouth 

dead  ; 

Without  garland,  without  glory,  without  song, 
As  a  fawn  by  night  on  the  hills  belated, 
Given  over  for  a  spoil  unto  the  strong. 
From  lips  how  pale  so  keen  a  wail  [Ant.  i. 

At  the  grasp  of  a  God's  hand  on  her  she  gave, 
When  his  breath  that  darkens  air  made  a  havoc 
of  her  hair, 

It  rang  from  the  mountain  even  to  the  wave  ; 
Rang  with  a  cry,  Woes  me,  woe  is  me ! 
From  the  darkness  upon  Haemus  to  the  sea  :      580 
And  with  hands  that  clung  to  her  new  lord's  knee, 
As  a  virgin  overborne  with  shame, 
She  besought  him  by  her  spouseless  fame, 
By  the  blameless  breasts  of  a  maid  unmarried 
And  locks  unmaidenly  rent  and  harried, 

And  all  her  flower  of  body,  born 

To  match  the  maidenhood  of  morn, 


ERECHTHEUS. 


33 


With  the  might  of  the  wind's  wrath  wrenched  and 

torn. 

Vain,  all  vain  as  a  dead  man's  vision 
Falling  by  night  in  his  old  friends'  sight,  590 

To  be  scattered  with  slumber  and  slain  ere  light ; 
Such  a  breath  of  such  a  bridegroom  in  that  hour 
Of  her  prayers  made  mock,  of  her  fears  derision, 
And  a  ravage  of  her  youth  as  of  a  flower. 
With  a  leap  of  his  limbs  as  a  lion's,  a  cry  from  his 

lips  as  of  thunder,  [Str.  2. 

In    a     storm    of    amorous    godhead    filled     with 

fire, 
From  the  height  of  the  heaven  that  was  rent  with 

the  roar  of  his  coming  in  sunder, 
Sprang  the  strong  God  on  the  spoil  of  his  desire. 
And  the  pines  of  the  hills  were   as  green   reeds 

shattered, 
And   their   branches   as   buds   of  the  soft   spring 

scattered,  600 

And  the  west  wind  and  east,  and  the  sound  of  the 

south, 
Fell  dumb  at  the  blast  of  the  north  wind's  mouth, 

At  the  cry  of  his  coming  out  of  heaven. 

D 


34  ERECHTHEUS. 


And  the  wild  beasts  quailed  in  the  rifts  and  hollows 
Where  hound  nor  clarion  of  huntsman  follows, 
And  the  depths  of  the  sea  were  aghast,  and  whitened, 
And  the  crowns  of  their  waves  were  as  flame  that 

lightened, 

And  the  heart  of  the  floods  thereof  was  riven. 

But  she  knew  not  him  coming  for  terror,  she  felt  not 

her  wrong  that  he  wrought  her,  [Ant.  2. 

When    her   locks   as   leaves  were  shed  before  his 

breath,  610 

And  she  heard  not  for  terror  his  prayer,  though  the 

cry  was  a  God's  that  besought  her, 
Blown   from   lips  that   strew  the   world-wide  seas 

with  death. 

For  the  heart  was  molten  within  her  to  hear, 
And  her  knees   beneath    her   were    loosened    for 

fear, 

And  her  blood  fast  bound  as  a  frost-bound  water, 
And   the   soft   new    bloom    of    the  green    earth's 

daughter 

Wind-wasted  as  blossom  of  a  tree  ; 
As   the  wild   God   rapt   her    from    earth's   breast 
lifted, 


ERECHTHEUS.  35 


On  the  strength  of  the  stream  of  his  dark  breath 

drifted, 
From   the  bosom   of  earth   as  a  bride  from   the 

mother,  620 

With  storm  for  bridesman  and  wreck  for  brother, 

As  a  cloud  that  he  sheds  upon  the  sea. 

Of  this  hoary-headed  woe  \_Epode. 

Song  made  memory  long  ago  ; 
Now  a  younger  grief  to  mourn 
Needs  a  new  song  younger  born. 
Who  shall  teach  our  tongues  to  reach 
What  strange  height  of  saddest  speech, 
For  the  new  bride's  sake  that  is  given  to  be 
A  stay  to  fetter  the  foot  of  the  sea,  630 

Lest  it  quite  spurn  down  and  trample  the  town, 
Ere  the  violets  be  dead  that  were  plucked  for 

its  crown, 

Or  its  olive-leaf  whiten  and  wither  ? 
Who  shall  say  of  the  wind's  way 
That  he  journeyed  yesterday, 
Or  the  track  of  the  storm  that  shall  sound  to- 
morrow, 

If  the  new  be  more  than  the  grey-grown  sorrow  ? 

D  2 


36  ERECHTHEUS. 

For  the  wind  of  the  green  first  season  was  keen, 

And  the  blast  shall  be  sharper  than  blew  between 

That  the  breath  of  the  sea  blows  hither.    640 

HERALD   OF   EUMOLPUS. 

Old  men,  grey  borderers  on  the  march  of  death, 
Tongue-fighters,  tough  of  talk  and  sinewy  speech, 
Else  nerveless,  from  no  crew  of  such  faint  folk 
Whose  tongues  are  stouter  than  their  hands  come  I 
To  bid  not  you  to  battle ;  let  them  strike 
Whose  swords  are  sharper  than  your  keen-tongued 

wail, 

And  ye,  sit  fast  and  sorrow  ;  but  what  man 
Of  all  this  land-folk  and  earth-labouring  herd 
For  heart  or  hand  seems  foremost,  him  I  call 
If  heart  be  his  to  hearken,  him  bid  forth  650 

To  try  if  one  be  in  the  sun's  sight  born 
Of  all  that  grope  and  grovel  on  dry  ground 
That  may  join  hands  in  battle-grip  for  death 
With  them  whose  seed  and  strength  is  of  the  sea. 

CHORUS. 

Know  thou  this  much  for  all  thy  loud  blast  blown, 
We  lack  not  hands  to  speak  with,  swords  to  plead, 


ERECHTHEUS. 


37 


For  proof  of  peril,  not  of  boisterous  breath, 

Sea-wind  and  storm  of  barren  mouths  that  foam 

And  rough  rock's  edge  of  menace ;  and  short  space 

May  lesson  thy  large  ignorance  and  inform  660 

This  insolence  with  knowledge  if  there  live 

Men  earth-begotten  of  no  tenderer  thews 

Than  knit  the  great  joints  of  the  grim  sea's  brood 

With  hasps  of  steel  together  ;  heaven  to  help, 

One  man  shall  break,  even  on  their  own  flood's  verge, 

That  iron  bulk  of  battle  ;  but  thine  eye 

That  sees  it  now  swell  higher  than  sand  or  shore 

Haply  shall  see  not  when  thine  host  shall  shrink. 

HERALD   OF   EUMOLPUS. 
Not  haply,  nay,  but  surely,  shall  not  thine. 

CHORUS. 
That  lot  shall  no  God  give  who  fights  for  thee.       670 

HERALD   OF   EUMOLPUS. 
Shall  Gods  bear  bit  and  bridle,  fool,  of  men  ? 

CHORUS. 
Nor  them  forbid  we  nor  shalt  thou  constrain. 


38  ERECHTHEUS. 

HERALD   OF   EUMOLPUS. 

Yet  say'st  thou  none  shall  make  the  good  lot  mine  ? 

CHORUS. 
Of  thy  side  none,  nor  moved  for  fear  of  thee. 

HERALD   OF   EUMOLPUS. 

Gods  hast  thou  then  to  baffle  Gods  of  ours  ? 

CHORUS. 
Nor  thine  nor  mine,  but  equal-souled  are  they. 

HERALD   OF   EUMOLPUS. 
Toward  good  and  ill,  then,  equal-eyed  of  soul  ? 


CHORUS. 
Nay,  but  swift-eyed  to  note  where  ill  thoughts  breed. 


HERALD   OF   EUMOLPUS. 
Thy  shaft  word-feathered  flies  yet  far  of  me. 

CHORUS. 
Pride  knows  not,  wounded,  till  the  heart  be  cleft.  680 


ERECHTHEUS.  39 


HERALD   OF   EUMOLPUS. 

No  shaft  wounds  deep  whose  wing  is  plumed  with 
words. 

CHORUS. 
Lay  that  to  heart,  and  bid  thy  tongue  learn  grace. 

HERALD   OF  EUMOLPUS. 
Grace  shall  thine  own  crave  soon  too  late  of  mine. 

CHORUS. 
Boast  thou  till  then,  but  I  wage  words  no  more. 

ERECHTHEUS. 

Man,  what  shrill  wind  of  speech  and  wrangling  air 
Blows  in  our  ears  a  summons  from  thy  lips 
Winged  with  what  message,  or  what  gift  or  grace 
Requiring  ?  none  but  what  his  hand  may  take 
Here  may  the  foe  think  hence  to  reap,  nor  this 
Except  some  doom  from  Godward  yield  it  him.      690 

HERALD   OF   EUMOLPUS. 
King  of  this  land-folk,  by  my  mouth  to  thee 
Thus  saith  the  son  of  him  that  shakes  thine  earth, 


40  ERECHTHEUS. 


Eumolpus  ;  now  the  stakes  of  war  are  set, 

For  land  or  sea  to  win  by  throw  and  wear ; 

Choose  therefore  or  to  quit  thy  side  and  give 

The  palm  unfought  for  to  his  bloodless  hand, 

Or  by  that  father's  sceptre,  and  the  foot 

Whose  tramp  far  off  makes  tremble  for  pure  fear 

Thy  soul-struck  mother,  piercing  like  a  sword 

The  immortal  womb  that  bare  thee  ;  by  the  waves  700 

That  no  man  bridles  and  that  bound  thy  world, 

And  by  the  winds  and  storms  of  all  the  sea, 

He  swears  to  raze  from  eyeshot  of  the  sun 

This  city  named  not  of  his  father's  name, 

And  wash  to  deathward  down  one  flood  of  doom 

This  whole  fresh  brood  of  earth  yeaned  naturally, 

Green  yet  and  faint  in  its  first  blade,  unblown 

With  yellow  hope  of  harvest  ;  so  do  thou, 

Seeing  whom  thy  time  is  come  to  meet,  for  fear 

Yield,  or  gird  up  thy  force  to  fight  and  die.  710 


ERECHTHEUS. 

To  fight  then  be  it ;  for  if  to  die  or  live, 

No  man  but  only  a  God  knows  this  much  yet 


ERECHTHEUS.  41 

Seeing  us  fare  forth,  who  bear  but  in  our  hands 

The  weapons  not  the  fortunes  of  our  fight ; 

For  these  now  rest  as  lots  that  yet  undrawn 

Lie  in  the  lap  of  the  unknown  hour  ;  but  this 

I  know,  not  thou,  whose  hollow  mouth  of  storm 

Is  but  a  warlike  wind,  a  sharp  salt  breath 

That  bites  and  wounds  not ;  death  nor  life  of  mine 

Shall  give  to  death  or  lordship  of  strange  kings     720 

The  soul  of  this  live  city,  nor  their  heel 

Bruise   her   dear    brow   discrowned,    nor    snaffle    or 

goad 

Wound  her  free  mouth  or  stain  her  sanguine  side 
Yet  masterless  of  man  ;  so  bid  thy  lord 
Learn  ere  he  weep  to  learn  it,  and  too  late 
Gnash  teeth  that  could  not  fasten  on  her  flesh, 
And  foam  his  life  out  in  dark  froth  of  blood 
Vain  as  a  wind's  waif  of  the  loud-mouthed  sea 
Torn    from   the   wave's   edge  whitening.     Tell   him 

this ; 
Though  thrice   his    might  were    mustered    for    our 

scathe  730 

And  thicker  set  with  fence  of  thorn-edged  spears 
Than  sands  are  whirled  about  the  wintering  beach  - 


42  ERECHTHEUS. 


When  storms  have  swoln  the  rivers,  and  their  blasts 
Have  breached  the  broad  sea-banks  with  stress  of 

sea, 

That  waves  of  inland  and  the  main  make  war 
As  men  that  mix  and  grapple ;  though  his  ranks 
Were  more  to  number  than  all  wildwood  leaves 
The  wind  waves  on  the  hills  of  all  the  world, 
Yet  should  the  heart  not  faint,  the  head  not  fall, 
The  breath  not  fail  of  Athens.     Say,  the  Gods        740 
From  lips  that  have  no  more  on  earth  to  say 
Have  told  thee  this  the  last  good  news  or  ill 
That  I  shall  speak  in  sight  of  earth  and  sun 
Or  he  shall  hear  and  see  them  :  for  the  next 
That  ear  of  his  from  tongue  of  mine  may  take 
Must  be  the  first  word  spoken  underground 
From   dead   to  dead  in    darkness.      Hence ;    make 

haste, 

Lest  war's  fleet  foot  be  swifter  than  thy  tongue 
And  I  that  part  not  to  return  again 
On  him  that  comes  not  to  depart  away  750 

Be  fallen  before  thee  ;  for  the  time  is  full, 
And  with  such  mortal  hope  as  knows  not  fear 
I  go  this  high  last  way  to  the  end  of  all. 


ERECHTHEUS.  43 


CHORUS. 

Who  shall  put  a  bridle  in  the  mourner's  lips  to  chasten 
them,  [Str.  i. 

Or  seal  up  the  fountains  of  his  tears  for  shame  ? 
Song  nor  prayer  nor  prophecy  shall  slacken  tears  nor 

hasten  them, 

Till  grief  be  within  him  as  a  burnt-out  flame  ; 
Till  the  passion  be  broken  in  his  breast 
And  the  might  thereof  molten  into  rest, 
And  the  rain  of  eyes  that  weep  be  dry,  760 

And  the  breath  be  stilled  of  lips  that  sigh. 
Death  at  last  for  all  men  is  a  harbour ;  yet  they  flee 
from  it,  [Ant.  i. 

Set  sails  to  the  storm-wind  and  again  to  sea ; 
Yet  for  all  their  labour  no  whit  further  shall  they  be 

from  it, 

Nor  longer  but  wearier  shall  their  life's  work  be. 
And  with  anguish  of  travail  until  night 
Shall  they  steer  into  shipwreck  out  of  sight, 
And  with  oars  that  break  and  shrouds  that  strain 
Shall  they  drive  whence  no  ship  steers  again. 


44  ERECHTHEUS. 

Bitter   and   strange   is   the  word   of  the   God   most 

high,  [Sir.  2.  770 

And  steep  the  strait  of  his  way. 
Through  a  pass  rock-rimmed  and  narrow  the  light  that 

gleams 
On   the   faces   of    men   falls   faint  as   the   dawn    of 

dreams, 
The  dayspring  of  death  as  a  star  in  an  under  sky 

Where  night  is  the  dead  men's  day. 
As   darkness  and  storm  is  his  will  that  on  earth  is 

done,  [Ant.  2. 

As  a  cloud  is  the  face  of  his  strength. 
King  of  kings,   holiest  of  holies,    and  mightiest  of 

might, 
Lord  of  the  lords  of  thine  heaven  that  are  humble  in 

thy  sight, 
Hast  thou  set  not  an  end  for  the  path  of  the  fires  of 

the  sun,  780 

To  appoint  him  a  rest  at  length  ? 
Hast  thou  told  not  by  measure   the  waves   of  the 

waste  wide  sea,  [Str.  3. 

And  the  ways  of  the  wind  their  master  and  thrall  to 

thee  ? 


ERECHTHEUS.  45 


Hast  thou  filled  not  the  furrows  with  fruit  for 

the  world's  increase  ? 
Has  thine  ear  not  heard  from  of  old  or  thine  eye  not 

read 

The  thought  and  the  deed  of  us  living,  the  doom  of 
us  dead  ? 

Hast  thou  made  not  war  upon  earth,  and  again 

made  peace  ? 

Therefore,  O  father,  that  seest  us  whose  lives  are  a 
breath,  [Ant.  3. 

Take  off  us  thy  burden,  and  give  us  not  wholly  to 
death. 

For  lovely  is   life,  and   the   law  wherein    all 

things  live,  790 

And  gracious  the  season  of  each,  and  the  hour  of  its 

kind, 

And  precious  the  seed  of  his  life  in  a  wise  man's  mind  ; 

But  all  save  life  for  his  life  will  a  base  man  give. 

But  a  life  that  is  given  for  the  life  of  the  whole  live 

land,  [Sir.  4. 

From  a  heart  unspotted  a  gift  of  a  spotless  hand, 

Of  pure  will  perfect  and  free,  for  the  land's  life's  sake, 

What  man  shall  fear  not  to  put  forth  his  hand  and  take  ? 


46  ERECHTHEUS. 

For  the  fruit  of  a  sweet  life  plucked  in  its  pure  green 

prime  [Ant.  4. 

On  his  hand  who  plucks  is  as  blood,  on  his  soul  as 

crime.  799 

With  cursing  ye  buy  not  blessing,  nor  peace  with  strife, 

And  the  hand  is  hateful  that  chaffers  with  death  for  life. 

Hast  thou  heard,  O  my  heart,  and  endurest  [Str.  5. 

The  word  that  is  said, 
What  a  garland  by  sentence  found  surest 

Is  wrought  for  what  head  ? 
With   what   blossomless   flowerage   of  sea-foam  and 

blood-coloured  foliage  inwound 
It  shall  crown  as  a  heifer's  for  slaughter  the  forehead 

for  marriage  uncrowned  ? 

How   the   veils    and   the   wreaths    that    should 
cover  [Ant.  5. 

The  brows  of  the  bride 
Shall  be  shed  by  the  breath  of  what  lover        Sio 

And  scattered  aside  ? 
With  a  blast  of  the  mouth  of  what  bridegroom  the 

crowns  shall  be  cast  from  her  hair, 
And  her  head  by  what  altar  made  humble  be  left  of 
them  naked  and  bare  ? 


ERECHTHEUS.  47 


At  a  shrine  unbeloved  of  a  God  unbeholden  a  gift 

shall  be  given  for  the  land,  \Str.  6. 

That  its  ramparts  though  shaken  with  clamour  and 

horror  of  manifold  waters  may  stand  : 
That  the  crests  of  its  citadels  crowned  and  its  turrets 

that  thrust  up  their  heads  to  the  sun 
May  behold  him  unblinded  with  darkness  of  waves 

overmastering  their  bulwarks  begun. 
As  a  bride  shall  they  bring  her,  a  prey  for  the  bride- 
groom, a  flower  for  the  couch  of  her  lord  ;   [Ant.  6. 
They  shall  muffle  her  mouth  that  she  cry  not  or  curse 

them,  and  cover  her  eyes  from  the  sword. 
They  shall  fasten  her  lips  as  with  bit  and  with  bridle, 
and  darken  the  light  of  her  face,  820 

That  the  soul  of  the  slayer  may  not  falter,  his  heart 

be  not  molten,  his  hand  give  not  grace. 
If  she  weep  then,  yet   may  none   that  hear   take 
pity  ;  [str.  7. 

If  she  cry  not,  none  should  hearken  though  she 

cried. 
Shall  a  virgin  shield  thine  head  for  love,  O  city, 

With  a  virgin's  blood  anointed  as  for  pride  ? 
Yet  we  held  thee  dear  and  hallowed  of  her  favour,  [Ant.  7. 
Dear  of  all  men  held  thy  people  to  her  heart ; 


48  ERECHTHEUS. 

Nought  she  loves  the  breath  of  blood,  the  sanguine 

savour, 

Who  hath  built  with  us  her  throne  and  chosen 
her  part. 

Bloodless  are  her  works,  and  sweet     \_Epode.  830 

All  the  ways  that  feel  her  feet ; 

From  the  empire  of  her  eyes 

Light  takes  life  and  darkness  flies  ; 

From  the  harvest  of  her  hands 

Wealth  strikes  root  in  prosperous  lands  ; 

Wisdom  of  her  word  is  made  ; 

At  her  strength  is  strength  afraid  ; 

From  the  beam  of  her  bright  spear 

War's  fleet  foot  goes  back  for  fear ; 

In  her  shrine  she  reared  the  birth  840 

Fire-begotten  on  live  earth  ; 

Glory  from  her  helm  was  shed 

On  his  olive-shadowed  head  ; 

By  no  hand  but  his  shall  she 

Scourge  the  storms  back  of  the  sea, 

To  no  fame  but  his  shall  give 

Grace,  being  dead,  with  hers  to  live, 

And  in  double  name  divine 

Half  the  godhead  of  their  shrine. 


ERECHTHEUS.  49 


But  now   with  what  word,  with  what  woe  may  we 

meet  850 

The  timeless  passage  of  piteous  feet, 
Hither  that  bend  to  the  last  way's  end 

They  shall  walk  upon  earth  ? 
What  song  be  rolled  for  a  bride  black-stoled 
And  the  mother  whose  hand  of  her  hand  hath  hold  ? 
For  anguish  of  heart  is  my  soul's  strength  broken 
And  the  tongue  sealed   fast   that  would   fain   have 

spoken, 
To  behold  thee,  O  child  of  so  bitter  a  birth 

That  we  counted  so  sweet, 

What  way  thy  steps  to  what  bride-feast  tend,         860 
What  gift  he  must  give  that  shall  wed  thee  for  token 
If  the  bridegroom  be  goodly  to  greet. 

CHTHONIA. 
People,  old  men  of  my  city,  lordly  wise  and  hoar  of 

head, 
I  a  spouseless  bride  and  crownless  but  with  garlands 

of  the  dead 

From  the  fruitful  light  turn  silent  to  my  dark  un- 
childed  bed. 

E 


50  ERECHTHEUS. 


CHORUS. 
Wise  of  word  was  he  too  surely,  but  with  deadlier 

wisdom  wise, 
First  who  gave  thee  name  from  under  earth,  no  breath 

from  upper  skies, 
When,  foredoomed  to  this  day's  darkness,  their  first 

daylight  filled  thine  eyes. 

PRAXITHEA. 

Child,  my  child  that  wast  and  art  but  death's  and  now 

no  more  of  mine, 
Half  my  heart  is  cloven  with  anguish  by  the  sword 

made  sharp  for  thine,  870 

Half  exalts  its  wing  for  triumph,  that  I  bare  thee 

thus  divine. 

CHTHONIA. 
Though  for  me  the  sword's  edge  thirst  that  sets  no 

point  against  thy  breast, 
Mother,  O  my  mother,  where  I  drank  of  life  and  fell 

on  rest, 
Thine,  not  mine,  is  all  the  grief  that  marks  this  hour 

accurst  and  blest. 


ERECHTHEUS.  51 


CHORUS. 

Sweet  thy  sleep  and  sweet  the  bosom  was  that  gave 
thee  sleep  and  birth  ; 

Harder  now  the  breast,  and  girded  with  no  marriage- 
band  for  girth, 

Where  thine  head  shall  sleep,  the  namechild  of  the 
lords  of  under  earth. 

PRAXITHEA. 
Dark  the  name  and  dark  the  gifts  they  gave  thee, 

child,  in  childbirth  were, 
Sprung   from   him  that  rent   the  womb  of  earth,   a 

bitter  seed  to  bear, 
Born  with  groanings  of  the  ground  that  gave  him 

way  toward  heaven's  dear  air.  880 

CHTHONIA. 

Day  to  day  makes  answer,  first  to  last,  and  life  to 

death ;  but  I, 
Born  for  death's  sake,  die  for  life's  sake,  if  indeed  this 

be  to  die, 
This  my  doom  that  seals  me  deathless  till  the  springs 

of  time  run  dry. 

E  2 


52  ERECHTHEUS. 


CHORUS. 

Children  shalt  thou  bear  to  memory,  that   to   man 

shalt  bring  forth  none  ; 
Yea,  the  lordliest  that  lift  eyes  and  hearts  and  songs 

to  meet  the  sun, 
Names  to  fire  men's  ears  like  music  till   the  round 

world's  race  be  run. 

PRAXITHEA. 

I  thy  mother,  named  of  Gods  that  wreak  revenge  and 

brand  with  blame, 
Now  for  thy  love  shall  be  loved  as  thou,  and  famous 

with  thy  fame, 
While  this  city's  name  on  earth  shall  be  for  earth  her 

mightiest  name. 

CHTHONIA. 

That  I  may  give  this  poor  girl's  blood  of  mine        890 
Scarce  yet  sun-warmed  with  summer,  this  thin  life 
Still  green  with  flowerless  growth  of  seedling  days, 
To  build  again  my  city  ;  that  no  drop 
Fallen  of  these  innocent  veins  on  the  cold  ground 


ERECHTHEUS.  53 


But  shall  help  knit  the  joints  of  her  firm  walls 

To  knead  the  stones  together,  and  make  sure 

The  band  about  her  maiden  girdlestead 

Once  fastened,  and  of  all  men's  violent  hands 

Inviolable  for  ever  ;  these  to  me 

Were  no  such  gifts  as  crave  no  thanksgiving,  900 

If  with  one  blow  dividing  the  sheer  life 

I  might  make  end,  and  one  pang  wind  up  all 

And  seal  mine  eyes  from  sorrow  ;  for  such  end 

The  Gods  give  none  they  love  not ;  but  my  heart, 

That  leaps  up  lightened  of  all  sloth  or  fear 

To  take  the  sword's  point,  yet  with   one   thought's 

load 

Flags,  and  falls  back,  broken  of  wing,  that  halts 
Maimed  in  mid  flight  for  thy  sake  and  borne  down, 
Mother,  that  in  the  places  where  I  played 
An  arm's  length  from  thy  bosom  and  no  more       910 
Shalt  find  me  never,  nor  thine  eye  wax  glad 
To  mix  with  mine  its  eyesight  and  for  love 
Laugh  without  word,  filled  with  sweet  light,  and  speak 
Divine  dumb  things  of  the  inward  spirit  and  heart, 
Moved  silently  ;  nor  hand  or  lip  again 
Touch  hand  or  lip  of  either,  but  for  mine 


54  ERECHTHEUS. 


Shall  thine  meet  only  shadows  of  swift  night, 
Dreams  and  dead  thoughts  of  dead  things  ;  and  the 

bed 

Thou  strewedst,  a  sterile  place  for  all  time,  strewn 
For  my  sleep  only,  with  its  void  sad  sheets  920 

Shall  vex  thee,  and  the  unfruitful  coverlid 
For  empty  days  reproach  me  dead,  that  leave 
No  profit  of  my  body,  but  am  gone 
As  one  not  worth  being  born  to  bear  no  seed, 
A  sapless  stock  and  branchless  ;  yet  thy  womb 
Shall  want  not  honour  of  me,  that  brought  forth 
For  all  this  people  freedom,  and  for  earth 
From  the  unborn  city  born  out  of  my  blood    • 
To  light  the  face  of  all  men  evermore 
Glory ;  but  lay  thou  this  to  thy  great  heart  930 

Whereunder  in  the  dark  of  birth  conceived 
Mine  unlit  life  lay  girdled  with  the  zone 
That  bound  thy  bridal  bosom  ;  set  this  thought 
Against  all  edge  of  evil  as  a  sword 
To  beat  back  sorrow,  that  for  all  the  world 
Thou  brought'st  me  forth  a  saviour,  who  shall  save 
Athens  ;  for  none  but  I  from  none  but  thee 
Shall  take  this  death  for  garland  ;  and  the  men 


ERECHTHEUS.  55 


Mine  unknown  children  of  unsounded  years, 

My  sons  unrisen  shall  rise  up  at  thine  hand,  940 

Sown  of  thy  seed  to  bring  forth  seed  to  thee, 

And  call  thee  most  of  all  most  fruitful  found 

Blessed  ;  but  me  too  for  my  barren  womb 

More  than  my  sisters  for  their  children  born 

Shall  these  give  honour,  yea  in  scorn's  own  place 

Shall  men  set  love  and  bring  for  mockery  praise 

And  thanks  for  curses  ;  for  the  dry  wild  vine 

Scoffed  at  and  cursed  of  all  men  that  was  I 

Shall  shed  them   wine   to   make   the   world's  heart 

warm, 

That  all  eyes  seeing  may  lighten,  and  all  ears        950 
Hear  and  be  kindled ;  such  a  draught  to  drink 
Shall  be  the  blood  that  bids  this  dust  bring  forth, 
The  chaliced  life  here  spilt  on  this  mine  earth, 
Mine,  my  great  father's  mother  ;  whom  I  pray 
Take  me  now  gently,  tenderly  take  home, 
And  softly  lay  in  his  my  cold  chaste  hand 
Who  is  called  of  men  by  my  name,  being  of  Gods 
Charged  only  and  chosen  to  bring  men  under  earth, 
And  now  must  lead  and  stay  me  with  his  staff 
A  silent  soul  led  of  a  silent  God,  960 


56  ERECHTHEUS. 


Toward  sightless  things  led  sightless  ;  and  on  earth 
I  see  now  but  the  shadow  of  mine  end, 
And  this  last  light  of  all  for  me  in  heaven. 

PRAXITHEA. 

Farewell  I  bid  thee  ;  so  bid  thou  not  me, 

Lest  the  Gods  hear  and  mock  us  ;  yet  on  these 

I  lay  the  weight  not  of  this  grief,  nor  cast 

111  words  for  ill  deeds  back  ;  for  if  one  say 

They  have  done  men  wrong,  what  hurt  have  they  to 

hear, 

Or  he  what  help  to  have  said  it  ?  surely,  child, 
If  one  among  men  born  might  say  it  and  live        970 
Blameless,  none  more  than  I  may,  who  being  vexed 
Hold  yet  my  peace  ;  for  now  through  tears  enough 
Mine  eyes  have  seen  the  sun  that  from  this  day 
Thine  shall  see  never  more  ;  and  in  the  night 
Enough  has  blown  of  evil,  and  mine  ears 
With  wail  enough  the  winds  have  filled,  and  brought 
Too  much  of  cloud  from  over  the  sharp  sea 
To  mar  for  me  the.morning  ;  such  a  blast 
Rent  from  these  wide  void  arms  and  helpless  breast 
Long  since  one  graft  of  me  disbranched,  and  bore   980 


ERECHTHEUS.  57 


Beyond  the  wild  ways  of  the  unwandered  world 
And  loud  wastes  of  the  thunder-throated  sea, 
Springs  of  the  night  and  openings  of  the  heaven, 
The  old  garden  of  the  Sun  ;  whence  never  more 
From  west  or  east  shall  winds  bring  back  that  blow 
From  folds  of  opening  heaven  or  founts  of  night 
The  flower  of  mine  once  ravished,  born  my  child 
To  bear  strange  children  ;  nor  on  wings  of  theirs 
Shall  comfort  come  back  to  me,  nor  their  sire 
Breathe  help  upon  my  peril,  nor  his  strength  990 

Raise  up  my  weakness  ;  but  of  Gods  and  men 
I  drift  unsteered  on  ruin,  and  the  wave 
Darkens  my  head  with  imminent  height,  and  hangs 
Dumb,  filled  too  full  with  thunder  that  shall  leave 
These  ears  death-deafened  when  the  tide  finds  tongue 
And  all  its  wrath  bears  on  them  ;  thee,  O  child, 
I  help  not,  nor  am  holpen  ;  fain,  ah  fain, 
More  than  was  ever  mother  born  of  man, 
Were  I  to  help  thee  ;  fain  beyond  all  prayer, 
Beyond  all  thought  fain  to  redeem  thee,  torn         1000 
More  timeless  from  me  sorrowing  than  the  dream- 
That  was  thy  sister  ;  so  shalt  thou  be  too, 
Thou  but  a  vision,  shadow-shaped  of  sleep, 


58  ERECHTHEUS. 

By  grief  made  out  of  nothing  ;  now  but  once 
I  touch,  but  once  more  hold  thee,  one  more  kiss 
This  last  time  and  none  other  ever  more 
Leave  on  thy  lips  and  leave  them.     Go  ;  thou  wast 
My  heart,  my  heart's  blood,  life-blood  of  my  life, 
My  child,  my  nursling  ;  now  this  breast  once  thine 
Shall  rear  again  no  children  ;  never  now  1010 

Shall  any  mortal  blossom  born  like  thee 
Lie  there,  nor  ever  with  small  silent  mouth 
Draw  the  sweet  springs  dry  for  an  hour  that  feed 
The  blind  blithe  life  that  knows  not ;  never  head 
Rest  here  to  make  these  cold  veins  warm,  nor  eye 
Laugh  itself  open  with  the  lips  that  reach 
Lovingly  toward  a  fount  more  loving  ;  these 
Death  makes  as  all  good  lesser  things  now  dead, 
And  all  the  latter  hopes  that  flowered  from  these 
And  fall  as  these  fell  fruitless  ;  no  joy  more  1020 

Shall  man  take  of  thy  maidenhood,  no  tongue 
Praise  it ;  no  good  shall  eyes  get  more  of  thee 
That  lightened  for  thy  love's  sake.     Now,  take  note, 
Give  ear,  O  all  ye  people,  that  my  word 
May  pierce  your  hearts  through,  and  the  stroke  that 
cleaves 


ERECHTHEUS.  59 


Be  fruitful  to  them  ;  so  shall  all  that  hear 

Grow  great  at  heart  with  child  of  thought  most  high 

And  bring  forth  seed  in  season  ;  this  my  child, 

This  flower  of  this  my  body,  this  sweet  life, 

This  fair  live  youth  I  give  you,  to  be  slain,  1030 

Spent,  shed,  poured  out,  and  perish  ;  take  my  gift 

And  give  it  death  and  the  under  Gods  who  crave 

So  much  for  that  they  give  ;  for  this  is  more, 

Much  more  is  this  than  all  we  ;  for  they  give 

Freedom,  and  for  a  blast,  an  air  of  breath, 

A  little  soul  that  is  not,  they  give  back 

Light  for  all  eyes,  cheer  for  all  hearts,  and  life 

That  fills  the  world's  width  full  of  fame  and  praise 

And  mightier  love  than  children's.     This  they  give, 

The  grace  to  make  thy  country  great,  and  wrest  1040 

From  time  and  death  power  to  take  hold  on  her 

And  strength  to  scathe  for  ever ;  and  this  gift, 

Is  this  no  more  than  man's  love  is  or  mine, 

Mine  and  all  mothers'  ?  nay,  where  that  seems  more, 

Where  one  loves  life  of  child,  wife,  father,  friend, 

Son,  husband,  mother,  more  than  this,  even  there 

Are  all  these  lives  worth  nothing,  all  loves  else 

With  this  love  slain  and  buried,  and  their  tomb 


60  ERE  CHTHE  US. 

A  thing  for  shame  to  spit  on  ;  for  what  love 

Hath  a  slave  left  to  love  with  ?  or  the  heart          1050 

Base-born  and  bound  in  bondage  fast  to  fear, 

What  should  it  do  to  love  thee  ?  what  hath  he, 

The  man  that  hath  no  country  ?  Gods  nor  men 

Have  such  to  friend,  yoked  beast-like  to  base  life, 

Vile,  fruitless,  grovelling  at  the  foot  of  death, 

Landless  and  kinless  thralls  of  no  man's  blood, 

Unchilded  and  unmothered,  abject  limbs 

That  breed  things  abject ;  but  who  loves  on  earth 

Not  friend,  wife,  husband,  father,  mother,  child, ' 

Nor  loves  his  own  life  for  his  own  land's  sake,       1060 

But  only  this  thing  most,  more  this  than  all, 

He  loves  all  well  and  well  of  all  is  loved, 

And  this  love  lives  for  ever.     See  now,  friends, 

My  countrymen,  my  brothers,  with  what  heart 

I  give  you  this  that  of  your  hands  again 

The  Gods  require  for  Athens  ;  as  I  give 

So  give  ye  to  them  what  their  hearts  would  have 

Who  shall  give  back  things  better ;  yea,  and  these 

I  take  for  me  to  witness,  all  these  Gods, 

Were  their  great  will  more  grievous  than  it  is,      1070 

Not  one  but  three,  for  this  one  thin-spun  thread 


ERECHTHEUS.  61 


A  threefold  band  of  children' would  I  give 

For  this  land's  love's  sake ;  for  whose  love  to-day 

I  bid  thee,  child,  fare  deathward  and  farewell. 

CHORUS. 

O  wofullest  of  women,  yet  of  all 
Happiest,  thy  word  be  hallowed  ;  in  all  time 
Thy   name    shall   blossom,   and   from    strange   new 

tongues 

High  things  be  spoken  of  thee  ;  for  such  grace 
The  Gods  have  dealt  to  no  man,  that  on  none 
Have  laid  so  heavy  sorrow.     From  this  day          1080 
Live  thou  assured  of  godhead  in  thy  blood, 
And  in  thy  fate  no  lowlier  than  a  God 
In  all  good  things  and  evil ;  such  a  name 
Shall  be  thy  child  this  city's,  and  thine  own 
Next  hers  that  called  it  Athens.     Go  now  forth 
Blest,  and  grace  with  thee  to  the  doors  of  death. 

CHTHONIA. 
O  city,  O  glory  of  Athens,  O  crown  of  my  father's 

land,  farewell. 

CHORUS. 

For  welfare  is  given  her  of  thee. 


62  ERECHTHEUS. 


CHTHONIA. 

O    Goddess,   be  good   to   thy  people,  that  in  them 
dominion  and  freedom  may  dwell. 

CHORUS. 

Turn  from  us  the  strengths  of  the  sea.  1090 

• 

CHTHONIA. 

Let  glory's  and  theirs  be  one  name  in  the  mouths  of 
all  nations  made  glad  with  the  sun. 

CHORUS. 
For  the  cloud  is  blown  back  with  thy  breath. 

CHTHONIA. 

With  the  long  last  love  of  mine  eyes  I  salute  thee, 
O  land  where  my  days  now  are  done. 

CHORUS. 
But  her  life  shall  be  born  of  thy  death. 


ERECHTHEUS.  63 


CHTHONIA. 

I  put  on  me  tie-darkness  thy  shadow,  my  mother,  and 
symbol,  O  Earth,  of  my  name. 

CHORUS. 
For  thine  was  her  witness  from  birth. 

CHTHONIA. 

In  thy  likeness  I  come  to  thee  darkling,  a  daughter 
whose  dawn  and  her  even  are  the  same. 

CHORUS. 
Be  thine  heart  to  her  gracious,  O  Earth. 

CHTHONIA. 
To   thine   own  kind  be  kindly,  for  thy  son's  name's 

sake. 

CHORUS. 

That  sons  unborn  may  praise  thee  and  thy  first- 
born son.  i  TOO 

CHTHONIA. 

Give  me  thy  sleep,  who  give  thee  all  my  life  awake. 

CHORUS. 
Too  swift  a  sleep,  ere  half  the  web  of  day  be  spun. 


64  ERECHTHEUS. 


CHTHONIA. 

Death  brings  the  shears  or  ever  life  wind  up  the  weft. 

CHORUS. 

Their  edge   is  ground  and  sharpened  ;   who  shall 
stay  his  hand  ? 

CHTHONIA. 

The  woof  is  thin,  a  small  short  life,  with  no  thread 
left. 

CHORUS. 

Yet  hath  it  strength,  stretched  out,  to  shelter  all 
the  land. 

CHTHONIA. 
Too  frail  a  tent  for  covering,  and  a  screen  too  strait. 

CHORUS. 
Yet  broad  enough  for  buckler  shall  thy  sweet  life  be. 

CHTHONIA. 
A  little  bolt  to  bar  off  battle  from  the  gate.  1 109 

CHORUS. 
A  wide  sea-wall,  that  shatters  the  besieging  sea. 


ERECHTHEUS.  65 


CHTHONIA. 
I  lift  up  mine  eyes  from  the  skirts  of  the  shadow,  [Sir. 

From  the  border  of  death  to  the  limits  of  light ; 
O  streams  and  rivers  of  mountain  and  meadow 
That  hallow  the  last  of  my  sight, 
O  father  that  wast  of  my  mother 
Cephisus,  O  thou  too  his  brother 
From  the  bloom  of  whose  banks  as  a  prey 
Winds  harried  my  sister  away, 
O  crown  on  the  world's  head  lying 

Too  high  for  its  waters  to  drown,  1120 

Take  yet  this  one  word  of  me  dying, 

O  city,  O  crown. 

Though  land-wind    and   sea-wind  with   mouths  that 
blow  slaughter  [Ant. 

Should  gird  them  to  battle  against  thee  again, 
New-born  of  the  blood  of  a  maiden  thy  daughter, 
The  rage  of  their  breath  shall  be  vain. 
For  their  strength  shall  be  quenched  and  made 

idle, 

And  the  foam  of  their  mouths  find  a  bridle, 
And  the  height  of  their  heads  bow  down 
At  the  foot  of  the  towers  of  the  town.  1 1 30 

F 


66  ERECHTHEUS. 


Be  blest  and  beloved  as  I  love  thee 

Of  all  that  shall  draw  from  thee  breath  ; 
Be  thy  life  as  the  sun's  is  above  thee  ; 
I  go  to  my  death. 

CHORUS. 

Many  loves  of  many  a  mood  and  many  a  kind  \str.  \. 
Fill  the  life  of  man,  and  mould  the  secret  mind  ; 
Many  days  bring  many  dooms,  to  loose  and  bind ; 
Sweet  is  each  in  season,  good  the  gift  it  brings, 
Sweet  as  change  of  night  and  day  with   altering 

wings, 
Night  that  lulls  world-weary  day,  day  that  comforts 

night,  1140 

Night  that  fills  our  eyes  with  sleep,  day  that  fills  with 

light. 

None  of  all  is  lovelier,  loftier  love  is  none,  [Ant.  i. 
Less  is  bride's  for  bridegroom,  mother's  less  for  son, 
Child,  than  this  that  crowns  and  binds  up  all  in 

one  ; 
Love  of  thy  sweet  light,  thy  fostering  breast  and 

hand, 
Mother  Earth,  and  city  chosen,  and  natural  land  ; 


ERECHTHEUS.  67 

Hills  that  bring  the  strong  streams  forth,  heights  of 

heavenlier  air, 
Fields  aflower  with   winds    and    suns,    woods    with 

shadowing  hair. 
But  none  of  the  nations  of  men  shall  they  liken  to 

thee,  \Str.  2. 

Whose  children  true-born  and  the  fruit  of  thy  body 

are  we.  1 1 50 

The  rest  are  thy  sons  but  in  figure,  in  word  are  thy 

seed  ; 

We  only  the  flower  of  thy  travail,  thy  children  in- 
deed. 
Of  thy  soil  hast   thou    fashioned  our  limbs,   of  thy 

waters  their  blood, 
And  the  life  of  thy  springs  everlasting  is  fount  of  our 

flood. 

No  wind  oversea  blew  us  hither  adrift  on  thy  shore, 
None  sowed  us  by  land  in  thy  womb  that  conceived 

us  and  bore. 
But  the  stroke  of  the  shaft  of  the  sunlight  that  brought 

us  to  birth 
Pierced  only  and  quickened  thy  furrows  to  bear  us, 

O  Earth. 

F  2 


68  ERECHTHEUS. 


With  the  beams  of  his  love  wast  thou  cloven  as  with 

iron  or  fire, 
And  the  life  in  thee  yearned  for  his  life,  and  grew 

great  with  desire.  1160 

And  the  hunger  and  thirst  to  be  wounded  and  healed 

with  his  dart 
Made  fruitful  the  love  in  thy  veins  and  the  depth  of 

thine  heart. 
And  the  showers  out  of  heaven  overflowing  and  liquid 

with  love 
Fulfilled  thee  with  child  of  his  godhead  as  rain  from 

above. 
Such  desire  had  ye  twain  of  each  other,  till  molten 

in  one  {Ant.  2. 

Ye  might  bear  and  beget  of  your  bodies  the  fruits  of 

the  sun. 
And  the  trees  in  their  season  brought  forth  and  were 

kindled  anew 

By  the  warmth  of  the  moisture  of  marriage,  the  child- 
bearing  dew. 
And  the  firstlings  were  fair  of  the  wedlock  of  heaven 

and  of  earth  ; 
All    countries    were    bounteous   with    blossom    and 

burgeon  of  birth,  1170 


ERECHTHEUS.  69 


Green  pastures  of  grass  for  all  cattle,  and  life-giving 

corn ; 
But  here  of  thy  bosom,  here  only,  the  man-child  was 

born. 

All  races  but  one  are  as  aliens  engrafted  or  sown, 
Strange   children   and  changelings  ;  but  we,    O   our 

mother,  thine  own. 
Thy  nurslings  are  others,  and  seedlings  they  know  not 

of  whom ; 
For  these  hast  thou  fostered,  but  us  thou  hast  borne 

in  thy  womb. 

Who  is  he  of  us  all,  O  beloved,  that  owe  thee  for  birth, 
Who  would  give  not  his  blood  for  his  birth's  sake,  O 

mother,  O  Earth  ? 
What  landsman  is  he  that  was  fostered  and  reared  of 

thine  hand 
Who  may  vaunt  him  as  we  may  in  death  though  he 

die  for  the  land  ?  1 180 

Well  doth  she  therefore  who  gives  thee  in  guerdon 
The  bloom  of  the  life  of  thy  giving  ;  {.Epode. 

And  thy  body  was  bowed  by  no  fruitless  burden, 
That  bore  such  fruit  of  thee  living. 


70  ERECHTHEUS. 


For  her  face  was  not  darkened  for  fear, 
For  her  eyelids  conceived  not  a  tear, 

Nor  a  cry  from  her  lips  craved  pity  ; 
But  her  mouth  was  a  fountain  of  song, 
And  her  heart  as  a  citadel  strong 

That  guards  the  heart  of  the  city.  1 190 

MESSENGER. 

High  things  of  strong-souled  men  that  loved  their  land 
On  brass  and  stone  are  written,  and  their  deeds 
On  high  days  chanted  ;  but  none  graven  or  sung 
That  ever  set  men's  eyes  or  spirits  on  fire, 
Athenians,  has  the  sun's  height  seen,  or  earth 
Heard  in  her  depth  reverberate  as  from  heaven, 
More  worth  men's  praise  and  good  report  of  Gods 
Than  here  I  bring  for  record  in  your  ears. 
For  now  being  come  to  the  altar,  where  as  priest 
Death  ministering  should  meet  her,  and  his  hand  1200 
Seal  her  sweet  eyes  asleep,  the  maiden  stood, 
With  light  in  all  her  face  as  of  a  bride 
Smiling,  or  shine  of  festal  flame  by  night 
Far  flung  from  towers  of  triumph  ;  and  her  lips 
Trembled  with  pride  in  pleasure,  that  no  fear 


ERECHTHEUS.  71 


Blanched  them  nor  death  before  his  time  drank  dry 
The  blood  whose  bloom  fulfilled  them  ;  for  her  cheeks  . 
Lightened,  and  brighter  than  a  bridal  veil 
Her  hair  enrobed  her  bosom  and  enrolled 
From  face  to  feet  the  body's  whole  soft  length      1210 
As  with  a  cloud  sun-saturate  ;  then  she  spake 
With  maiden  tongue  words  manlike,  but  her  eyes 
Lit  mildly  like  a  maiden's  :  Countrymen, 
With  more  goodwill  and  height  of  happier  heart 
I  give  me  to  you  than  my  mother  bare, 
And  go  more  gladly  this  great  way  to  death 
Than  young  men  boimd  to  battle.     Then  with  face 
Turned  to  the  shadowiest  part  of  all  the  shrine 
And  eyes  fast  set  upon  the  further  shade,  1219 

Take  me,  dear  Gods  ;  and  as  some  form  had  shone 
From  the  deep  hollow  shadow,  some  God's  tongue 
Answered,  I  bless  you  that  your  guardian  grace 
Gives  me  to  guard  this  country,  takes  my  blood, 
Your  child's  by  name,  to  heal  it.     Then  the  priest 
Set  to  the  flower-sweet  snow  of  her  soft  throat 
The  sheer  knife's  edge  that  severed  it,  and  loosed 
From  the  fair  bondage  of  so  spotless  flesh 
So  strong  a  spirit ;  and  all  that  girt  them  round 
Gazing,  with  souls  that  hung  on  that  sad  stroke, 


72  ERECHTHEUS. 


Groaned,  and  kept  silence  after  while  a  man         1230 
Might  count  how  far  the  fresh  blood  crept,  and  bathed 
How  deep  the  dark  robe  and  the  bright  shrine's  base 
Red-rounded  with  a  running  ring  that  grew 
More  large  and  duskier  as  the  wells  that  fed 
Were  drained  of  that  pure  effluence  :  but  the  queen 
Groaned  not  nor  spake  nor  wept,  but  as  a  dream 
Floats  out  of  eyes  awakening  so  past  forth 
Ghost-like,  a  shadow  of  sorrow,  from  all  sight 
To  the  inner  court  and  chamber  where  she  sits     1239 
Dumb,  till  word  reach  her  of  this  whole  day's  end. 


CHORUS. 

More  hapless  born  by  far  \str. 

Beneath  some  wintrier  star, 
One  sits  in  stone  among  high  Lydian  snows, 

The  tomb  of  her  own  woes  : 
Yet  happiest  was  once  of  the  daughters  of  Gods,  and 

divine  by  her  sire  and  her  lord, 

Ere  her  tongue  was  a  shaft  for  the  hearts  of  her  sons, 
for  the  heart  of  her  husband  a  sword. 

For  she,  too  great  of  mind,  [Ant. 

Grown  through  her  good  things  blind, 


ERECHTHEUS.  73 


With  godless  lips  and  fire  of  her  own  breath 

Spake  all  her  house  to  death  ;  1250 

But  thou,  no  mother  unmothered,  nor  kindled  in  spirit 
with  pride  of  thy  seed, 

Thou  hast  hallowed  thy  child  for  a  blameless  blood- 
offering,  and  ransomed  thy  race  by  thy  deed. 


MESSENGER. 

As  flower  is  graffed  on  flower,  so  grief  on  grief 

Engraffed  brings  forth  new  blossoms  of  strange  tears, 

Fresh  buds  and  green  fruits  of  an  alien  pain ; 

For  now  flies  rumour  on  a  dark  wide  wing, 

Murmuring  of  woes  more  than  ye  knew,  most  like 

Hers  whom  ye  hailed  most  wretched  ;  for  the  twain 

Last  left  of  all  this  house  that  wore  last  night 

A  threefold  crown  of  maidens,  and  to-day  1260 

Should  let  but  one  fall  dead  out  of  the  wreath, 

If  mad  with  grief  we  know  not  and  sore  love 

For  this  their  sister,  or  with  shame  soul-stung 

To  outlive  her  dead  or  doubt  lest  their  lives  too 

The  Gods  require  to  seal  their  country  safe 

And  bring  the  oracular  doom  to  perfect  end, 


74  ERECHTHEUS. 


Have  slain  themselves,  and  fallen  at  the  altar-foot 
Lie  by  their  own  hands  done  to  death  ;  and  fear 
Shakes  all  the  city  as  winds  a  wintering  tree,        1 269 
And  as  dead  leaves  are  men's  hearts  blown  about 
And  shrunken  with  ill  thoughts,  and  flowerless  hopes 
Parched  up  with  presage,  lest  the  piteous  blood 
Shed  of  these  maidens  guiltless  fall  and  fix 
On  this  land's  forehead  like  a  curse  that  cleaves 
To  the  unclean  soul's  inexpiate  hunted  head 
Whom  his  own  crime  tracks  hotlier  than  a  hound 
To  life's  veiled  end  unsleeping  ;  and  this  hour 
Now  blackens  toward  the  battle  that  must  close 
All  gates  of  hope  and  fear  on  all  their  hearts 
Who  tremble  toward  its  issue,  knowing  not  yet    1280 
If  blood  may  buy  them  surety,  cleanse  or  soil 
The  helpless  hands  men  raise  and  reach  no  stay. 

CHORUS. 

Ill  thoughts  breed  fear,  and  fear  ill  words ;  but  these 
The  Gods  turn  from  us  that  have  kept  their  law. 
Let  us  lift  up  the  strength  of  our  hearts  in  song,  \_Str.  i. 
And  our  souls  to  the  height  of  the  darkling  day. 
If  the  wind  in  our  eyes  blow  blood  for  spray, 


ERECHTHEUS.  75 


Be    the     spirit    that     breathes    in    us    life    more 

strong, 
Though  the  prow  reel  round  and  the  helm  point 

wrong, 

And  sharp  reefs  whiten  the  shoreward  way.   1 290 
For  the  steersman  time  sits  hidden  astern,      [Ant.  i. 
With  dark  hand  plying  the  rudder  of  doom, 
And  the  surf-smoke  under  it  flies  like  fume 
As  the  blast  shears  off  and  the  oar-blades  churn 
The  foam  of  our  lives  that  to  death  return, 

Blown  back  as  they  break  to  the  gulfing  gloom. 
What  cloud  upon  heaven  is  arisen,  what  shadow, 
what  sound,  [Str.  2. 

From   the   world  beyond  earth,  from  the  night 

underground, 
That  scatters  from  wings  unbeholden  the  weight  of  its 

darkness  around  ? 

For  the  sense  of  my  spirit  is  broken,  and  blinded  its 
eye,  [Ant.  2.  1300 

As  the  soul  of  a  sick  man  ready  to  die, 
With  fear  of  the  hour  that  is  on  me,  with  dread  if  an 
end  be  not  nigh. 


76  ERECHTHEUS. 


O  Earth,  O  Gods  of  the  land,  have  ye  heart  now  to 

see  and  to  hear  \str.  3. 

What  slays  with  terror  mine  eyesight  and  seals 

mine  ear  ? 
O   fountains  of  streams  everlasting,  are   all  ye    not 

shrunk  up  and  withered  for  fear  ? 
Lo,  night  is  arisen  on  the  noon,  and  her  hounds 
are  in  quest  by  day,  [Ant.  3. 

And  the  world  is  fulfilled  of  the  noise  of  them 

crying  for  their  prey, 
And  the  sun's  self  stricken  in  heaven,  and  cast  out  of 

his  course  as  a  blind  man  astray. 
From  east  to  west  of  the  south  sea-line  [Str.  4. 

Glitters  the  lightning  of  spears  that  shine  ;        1310 
As   a  storm-cloud    swoln    that  comes  up  from  the 

skirts  of  the  sea 

By  the  wind  for  helmsman  to  shoreward  ferried, 
So  black  behind  them  the  live  storm  serried 
Shakes   earth    with   the  tramp  of  its  foot,  and  the 

terror  to  be. 

Shall    the  sea    give   death  whom   the   land   gave 
birth  ?  [Ant.  4. 

O  Earth,  fair  mother,  O  sweet  live  Earth, 


ERECHTHEUS.  77 


Hide   us   again   in  thy  womb  from  the  waves  of  it, 

help  us  or  hide. 

As  a  sword  is  the  heart  of  the  God  thy  brother, 
But  thine  as  the  heart  of  a  new-made  mother, 
To  deliver  thy  sons  from   his  ravin,  and  rage  of  his 
tide.  1320 

O  strong  north  wind,  the  pilot  of  cloud  and  rain,  [str.  5. 
For   the   gift  we    gave    thee  what  gift  hast  thou 

given  us  again  ? 

O  God  dark-winged,  deep-throated,  a  terror  to  forth- 
faring  ships  by  night, 
What  bride-song  is  this  that  is  blown  on  the  blast 

of  thy  breath  ? 
.    A  gift  but  of  grief  to  thy  kinsmen,  a  song  but  of 

death, 
For  the  bride's  folk  weeping,  and  woe  for  her  father, 

who  finds  thee  against  him  in  fight. 
Turn  back  from  us,  turn  thy  battle,  take  heed  of 
our  cry  ;  [Antw  5. 

Let   thy  dread    breath    sound,  and   the  waters  of 

war  be  dry  ; 

Let  thy  strong  wrath  shatter  the  strength  of  our  foe- 
men,  the  sword  of  their  strength  and  the  shield  ; 


78  ERECHTHEUS. 


As  vapours  in  heaven,  or  as  waves  or  the  wrecks 

of  ships,  1330 

So  break  thou  the  ranks  of  their  spears  with  the 

breath  of  thy  lips, 
Till  their  corpses  have  covered  and  clothed  as  with 

raiment  the  face  of  the  sword-ploughed  field. 
O  son  of  the  rose-red  morning,  O  God  twin-born 
with  the  day,  \str.  6. 

O  wind  with  the  young  sun  waking,  and  winged  for 

the  same  wide  way, 
Give  up  not  the  house  of  thy  kin  to  the  host  thou 

hast  marshalled  from  northward  for  prey. 
From  the  cold  of  thy  cradle  in  Thrace,  from  the 
mists  of  the  fountains  of  night,  [Ant.  6. 

From   the  bride-bed   of  dawn  whence    day  leaps 

laughing,  on  fire  for  his  flight, 
Come  down  with  their  doom  in  thine  hand  on  the 

ships  thou  hast  brought  up  against  us  to  fight. 

For  now  not  in  word  but  in  deed  is  the  harvest  of 

spears  begun,  [Str.  7. 

And  its  clamour  outbellows  the  thunder,  its  lightning 

outlightens  the  sun.  1340 


ERECHTHEUS.  79 


From  the  springs  of  the  morning   it   thunders   and 

lightens  across  and  afar 
To  the  wave  where  the  moonset  ends  and  the  fall  of 

the  last  low  star. 

With  a  trampling  of  drenched  red  hoofs  and  an  earth- 
quake of  men  that  meet, 
Strong  war  sets  hand  to  the  scythe,  and  the  furrows 

take  fire  from  his  feet. 
Earth  groans   from   her  great   rent   heart,   and   the 

hollows  of  rocks  are  afraid, 
And  the  mountains  are  moved,  and  the  valleys  as 

waves  in  a  storm-wind  swayed. 
From  the  roots  of  the  hills  to  the  plain's  dim  verge 

and  the  dark  loud  shore, 
Air  shudders  with  shrill  spears  crossing,  and  hurtling 

of  wheels  that  roar. 
As  the  grinding  of  teeth  in  the  jaws  of  a  lion  that 

foam  as  they  gnash 
Is  the  shriek  of  the  axles  that  loosen,  the  shock  of  the 

poles  that  crash.  1350. 

The  dense  manes  darken  and  glitter,  the  mouths  of 

the  mad  steeds  champ, 
Their  heads  flash  blind  through  the  battle,  and  death's 

foot  rings  in  their  tramp. 


8o  ERECHTHEUS. 

For  a  fourfold  host   upon   earth   and   in   heaven   is 

arrayed  for  the  fight, 
Clouds  ruining   in  thunder  and  armies  encountering 

as  clouds  in  the  night. 
Mine  ears  are  amazed  with  the  terror  of  trumpets, 

with  darkness  mine  eyes, 
At  the  sound  of  the  sea's  host  charging  that  deafens 

the  roar  of  the  sky's. 
White  frontlet  is   dashed  upon   frontlet,   and  horse 

against  horse  reels  hurled, 
And  the  gorge  of  the  gulfs  of  the  battle  is  wide  for 

the  spoil  of  the  world. 
And  the  meadows  are  cumbered  with  shipwreck  of 

chariots  that  founder  on  land,  [Ant.  7. 

And  the   horsemen   are  broken   with  breach   as   of 

breakers,  and  scattered  as  sand.  1360 

Through    the   roar  and   recoil   of  the   charges   that 

mingle  their  cries  and  confound, 
Like  fire   are   the   notes  of  the  trumpets  that  flash 

through  the  darkness  of  sound. 
As  the  swing  of  the  sea  churned  yellow  that  sways 

with  the  wind  as  it  swells 
Is  the  lift  and  relapse  of  the  wave  of  the  chargers 

that  clash  with  their  bells  ; 


ERECHTHEUS.  81 

And  the  clang  of  the  sharp  shrill  brass  through  the 

burst  of  the  wave  as  it  shocks 
Rings  clean  as  the  clear  wind's  cry  through  the  roar 

of  the  surge  on  the  rocks  : 
And  the  heads  of  the  steeds  in  their  headgear  of  war, 

and  their  corsleted  breasts, 
Gleam  broad  as  the  brows  of  the  billows  that  brighten 

the  storm  with  their  crests, 

Gleam  dread  as  their  bosoms  that  heave  to  the  ship- 
wrecking wind  as  they  rise, 
Filled  full  of  the  terror  and  thunder  of  water,  that 

slays  as  it  dies.  13/0 

So  dire  is  the  glare  of  their  foreheads,  so  fearful   tLe 

fire  of  their  breath, 
And  the  light  of  their  eyeballs  enkindled  so  bright 

with  the  lightnings  of  death  ; 
And  the  foam  of  their  mouths  as  the  sea's  when  the 

jaws  of  its  gulf  are  as  graves, 
And  the  ridge  of  their  necks  as  the  wind-shaken  mane 

on  the  ridges  of  waves  : 
And  their  fetlocks  afire  as  they  rear  drip  thick  with  a 

dewfall  of  blood 
As  the  lips  of  the  rearing  breaker  with  froth  of  the 

manslaying  flood. 


82  ERECHTHEUS. 


And  the  whole  plain  reels  and  resounds  as  the  fields 

of  the  sea  by  night 
When  the  stroke  of  the  wind  falls  darkling,  and  death 

is  the  seafarer's  light. 

But  thou,  fair  beauty  of  heaven,  dear  face  of  the  day 

nigh  dead,  [Epode. 

What  horror  hath  hidden  thy  glory,  what  hand  hath 

muffled  thine  head  ?  1380 

O  sun,  with  what  song  shall  we  call  thee,  or  ward  off 

thy  wrath  by  what  name, 
With  what  prayer  shall  we  seek  to  thee,  soothe  with 

what  incense,  assuage  with  what  gift, 
If  thy  light  be  such  only  as  lightens  to  deathward 

the  seaman  adrift 
With  the  fire  of  his  house  for  a  beacon,  that  foemen 

have  wasted  with  flame  ? 
Arise  now,  lift  up  thy  light ;  give  ear  to  us,  put  forth 

thine  hand, 
Reach  toward  us  thy  torch  of  deliverance,  a  lamp  for 

the  night  of  the  land. 
Thine  eye  is  the  light  of  the  living,  no  lamp  for  the 

dead ; 
O,  lift  up  the  light  of  thine  eye  on  the  dark  of  our 

dread. 


ERECHTHEUS.  83 


Who   hath  blinded  thee  ?    who  hath  prevailed  on 

thee  ?  who  hath  ensnared  ? 

Who  hath  broken  thy  bow,  and  the  shafts  for  thy 

battle  prepared  ?  1390 

Have  they  found  out  a  fetter  to  bind  thee,  a  chain  for 

thine  arm  that  was.  bared  ? 
Be  the  name  of  thy  conqueror  set  forth,  and  the  might 

of  thy  master  declared. 

O  God,  fair  God  of  the  morning,  O  glory  of  day, 
What    ails   thee   to   cast    from   thy    forehead    its 

garland  away  ? 
To  pluck  from  thy  temples  their  chaplet  enwreathed 

of  the  light, 
And  bind  on  the  brows  of  thy  godhead  a  frontlet 

of  night  ? 
Thou  hast  loosened  the  necks  of  thine  horses,  and 

goaded  their  flanks  with  affright, 
To  the  race  of  a  course  that  we  know  not  on  ways 

that  are  hid  from  our  sight. 
As  a  wind  through  the  darkness  the  wheels  of  their 

chariot  are  whirled, 

And  the  light  of  its  passage  is  night  on  the  face  of 
the  world.  1400 

G  2 


ERECHTHEUS. 


And  there  falls  from  the  wings  of  thy  glory  no  help 

from  on  high, 
But  a  shadow  that  smites  us  with  fear  and  desire  of 

thine  eye. 
For  our  hearts  are  as  reeds  that  a  wind  on  the  water 

bows  down  and  goes  by, 
To  behold  not  thy  comfort  in  heaven  that  hath  left  us 

untimely  to  die. 

But  what  light  is  it  now  leaps  forth  on  the  land 
Enkindling  the  waters  and  ways  of  the  air 

From  thy  forehead  made  bare, 
From  the  gleam  of  thy  bow-bearing  hand  ? 
Hast  thou  set  not  thy  right  hand  again  to  the  string, 
With  the  back-bowed  horns  bent  sharp  for  a  spring 
And  the  barbed  shaft  drawn,  1411 

Till  the  shrill  steel  sing  and  the  tense  nerve  ring 
That  pierces  the  heart  of  the  dark  with  dawn, 

O  huntsman,  O  king, 
When  the  flame  of  thy  face  hath  twilight  in  chase 

As  a  hound  hath  a  blood-mottled  fawn  ? 
He  has  glanced  into  golden  the  grey  sea-strands, 
And  the  clouds  are  shot  through  with  the  fires  of 
his  hands, 


ERECHTHEUS.  85 

And   the  height  of  the  hollow  of  heaven  that  he 

fills 
As   the   heart  of  a  strong  man  is  quickened  and 

thrills  ;  1420 

High  over  the  folds  of  the  low-lying  lands, 
On  the  shadowless  hills 

As  a  guard  on  his  watchtower  he  stands. 
All  earth  and  all  ocean,  all  depth  and  all  height, 
At  the  flash  of  an  eyebeam  are  filled  with  his  might  : 
The  sea  roars  backward,  the  storm  drops  dumb, 
And  silence  as  dew  on  the  fire  of  the  fight 
Falls  kind  in  our  ears  as  his  face  in  our  sight 

With  presage  of  peace  to  come.  1429 

Fresh  hope  in  my  heart  from  the  ashes  of  dread 
Leaps  clear  as  a  flame  from  the  pyres  of  the  dead, 

That  joy  out  of  woe 

May  arise  as  the  spring  out  of  tempest  and  snow, 
With  the  flower-feasted  month  in  her  hands  rose-red 
Borne  soft  as  a  babe  from  the  bearing-bed. 
Yet  it  knows  not  indeed  if  a  God  be  friend, 
If  rescue  may  be  from  the  rage  of  the  sea, 

Or  the  wrath  of  its  lord  have  end. 
For  the  season  is  full  now  of  death  or  of  birth, 


86  ERECHTHEUS. 


To  bring  forth  life,  or  an  end  of  all ;  1440 

And  we  know  not  if  anything  stand  or  fall 
That  is  girdled  about  with  the  round  sea's  girth 

As  a  town  with  its  wall  ; 

But  thou  that  art  highest  of  the  Gods  most  high, 
That  art  lord  if  we  live,  that  art  lord  though  we 

die, 
Have  heed  of  the  tongues  of  our  terror  that  cry 

For  a  grace  to  the  children  of  Earth. 

ATHENIAN    HERALD. 

Sons  of  Athens,  heavy-laden  with  the  holy  weight  of 
years, 

Be  your  hearts  as   young  men's   lightened   of  their 
loathlier  load  of  fears  ; 

For  the  wave  is  sunk  whose  thunder  shoreward  shook 
the  shuddering  lands,  145° 

And  unbreached  of  warring  waters  Athens  like  a  sea- 
rock  stands. 

CHORUS. 

Well   thy  word   has   cheered   us,  well   thy  face   and 
glittering  eyes,  that  spake 

Ere  thy  tongue  spake  words  of  comfort  ;  yet  no  pause 
behoves  it  make 


ERECHTHEUS.  87 


Till  the  whole  good  hap  find  utterance  that  the  Gods 
have  given  at  length. 

ATHENIAN   HERALD. 

All   is   this,   that  yet  the   city   stands   unforced   by 
stranger  strength. 

CHORUS. 

Sweeter  sound  might  no  mouth  utter  in  man's   ear 
than  this  thy  word. 

ATHENIAN   HERALD. 

Feed  thy  soul  then  full  of  sweetness  till  some  bitterer 
note  be  heard. 

CHORUS. 

None,  if  this  ring  sure,  can  mar  the  music  fallen  from 
heaven  as  rain. 

ATHENIAN   HERALD. 

If  no  fire  of  sun  or  star   untimely  sear  the   tender 

grain. 

CHORUS. 
Fresh  the  dewfall  of  thy  tidings  on  our  hopes  reflower- 

ing  lies.  1460 


ERECHTHEUS. 


ATHENIAN   HERALD. 

Till  a  joyless  shower  and  fruitless  blight  them,  raining 
from  thine  eyes. 

CHORUS. 

Bitter  springs  have  barren  issues  ;  these  bedew  griefs 
arid  sands. 

ATHENIAN   HERALD. 

Such   thank-offerings  ask  such  altars  as   expect  thy 
suppliant  hands. 

CHORUS. 

Tears  for  triumph,  wail  for  welfare,  what  strange  god- 
head's shrine  requires  ? 

ATHENIAN   HERALD. 

Death's   or  victory's  be  it,  a  funeral  torch  feeds  all 
its  festal  fires. 

CHORUS. 

Like    a   star  should   burn  the  beacon  flaming  from 
our  city's  head. 


ERECHTHEUS. 


ATHENIAN   HERALD. 

Like  a  balefire  should  the  flame  go  up  that  says  the 
king  is  dead. 

CHORUS. 

Out  of  heaven,  a  wild-haired  meteor,  shoots  this  new 
sign,  scattering  fear. 

ATHENIAN   HERALD. 

Yea,  the  word  has  wings  of  fire  that  hovered,  loth  to 
burn  thine  ear. 

CHORUS. 

From   thy   lips   it   leapt   forth   loosened   on    a  shrill 
and  shadowy  wing.  1470 

ATHENIAN    HERALD. 

Long  they  faltered,  fain  to  hide  it  deep  as  death  that 
hides  the  king. 

CHORUS. 

Dead  with  him  blind  hope  lies  blasted  by  the  lightning 
of  one  sword. 


90  ERECHTHEUS. 

ATHENIAN   HERALD. 

On  thy  tongue  truth  wars  with  error  ;  no  man's  edge 
hath  touched  thy  lord. 

CHORUS. 

False  was  thine  then,  jangling  menace  like  a  war- 
steed's  brow-bound  bell  ? 

ATHENIAN   HERALD. 

False  it  rang  not  joy  nor  sorrow  ;  but  by  no  man's 
hand  he  fell. 

CHORUS. 

Vainly  then  good  news  and  evil  through  so  faint  a 
trumpet  spake. 

ATHENIAN   HERALD. 

All  too  long  thy  soul  yet  labours,  as  who  sleeping  fain 

would  wake, 
Waking,  fain  would  fall  on  sleep  again  ;  the  woe  thou 

knowest  not  yet, 
When  thou  knowest,  shall  make  thy  memory  thirst 

and  hunger  to  forget. 


ERECHTHEUS.  91 


CHORUS. 

Long  my  heart  has  hearkened,  hanging  on  thy  clamor- 
ous ominous  cry,  1480 

Fain  yet  fearful  of  the  knowledge  whence  it  looks  to 
live  or  die ; 

Now  to  take  the  perfect  presage  of  thy  dark  and  side- 
long flight 

Comes  a  surer  soothsayer  sorrowing,  sable-stoled  as 
birds  of  night. 

PRAXITHEA. 

Man,  what  thy  mother  bare  thee  born  to  say 
Speak  ;  for  no  word  yet  wavering  on  thy  lip 
Can  wound  me  worse  than  thought  forestalls  or  fear. 

ATHENIAN   HERALD. 

I  have  no  will  to  weave  too  fine  or  far, 
O  queen,  the  weft  of  sweet  with  bitter  speech, 
Bright  words  with  darkling  ;  but  the  brief  truth  shown 
Shall  plead  my  pardon  for  a  lingering  tongue,       1490 
Loth  yet  to  strike  hope  through  the  heart  and  slay. 
The  sun's  light  still  was  lordly  housed  in  heaven 
When  the  twain  fronts  of  war  encountering  smote 


92  ERECHTHEUS. 

First  fire  out  of  the  battle  ;  but  not  long 
Had  the  fresh  wave  of  windy  fight  begun 
Heaving,  and  all  the  surge  of  swords  to  sway, 
When  timeless  night  laid  hold  of  heaven,  and  took 
With  its  great  gorge  the  noon  as  in  a  gulf, 
Strangled  ;  and  thicker  than  the  shrill-winged  shafts 
Flew  the  fleet  lightnings,  held  in  chase  through  heaven 
By  headlong  heat  of  thunders  on  their  trail  1501 

Loosed  as  on  quest  of  quarry  ;  that  our  host 
Smit  with  sick  presage  of  some  wrathful  God 
Quailed,  but  the  foe  as  from  one  iron  throat 
With  one  great  sheer  sole  thousand-throated  cry 
Shook   earth,  heart-staggered  from  their  shout,  and 

clove 

The  eyeless  hollow  of  heaven  ;  and  breached  therewith 
As  with  an  onset  of  strength-shattering  sound 
The  rent  vault  of  the  roaring  noon  of  night 
From  her  throned  seat  of  usurpation  rang  1510 

Reverberate  answer  ;  such  response  there  pealed 
As  though  the  tide's  charge  of  a  storming  sea 
Had  burst  the  sky's  wall,  and  made  broad  a  breach 
In  the  ambient  girth  and  bastion  flanked  with  stars 
Guarding  the  fortress  of  the  Gods,  and  all 


ERECHTHEUS.  93 

Crashed  now  together  on  ruin  ;  and  through  that  cry 
And  higher  above  it  ceasing  one  man's  note 
Tore  its  way  like  a  trumpet  :  Charge,  make  end, 
Charge,  halt  not,  strike,  rend  up  their  strength  by  the 

roots, 
Strike,    break   them,   make  your   birthright's  promise 

sure,  1 5  20 

Show  your  hearts  hardier  than  t/te  fenced  land  breeds 
And  souls  breathed  in  you  from  no  spirit  of  earth, 
Sons  of  the  seas  waves  ;  and  all  ears  that  heard 
Rang  with  that  fiery  cry,  that  the  fine  air 
Thereat  was  fired,  and  kindling  filled  the  plain 
Full  of  that  fierce  and  trumpet-quenching  breath 
That  spake  the  clarions  silent ;  no  glad  song 
For  folk  to  hear  that  wist  how  dire  a  God 
Begat  this  peril  to  them,  what  strong  race  1529 

Fathered  the  sea-born  tongue  that  sang  them  death, 
Threatening  ;  so  raged  through  the  red  foam  of  fight 
Poseidon's  son  Eumolpus  ;  and  the  war 
Quailed  round  him  coming,  and  our  side  bore  back, 
As  a  stream  thwarted  by  the  wind  and  sea 
That  meet  it  midway  mouth  to  mouth,  and  beat 
The  flood  back  of  its  issue  ;  but  the  king 


94  ERECHTHEUS. 


Shouted  against  them,  crying,  O  Father-God, 
Source  of  the  God  my  father,  from  thine  hand 
Send  me  what  end  seems  good  now  in  thy  sight, 
But  death  from  mine  to  this  man  ;  and  the  word   1540 
Quick  on  his  lips  yet  like  a  blast  of  fire 
Blew  them  together  ;  and  round  its  lords  that  met 
Paused  all  the  reeling  battle  ;  two  main  waves 
Meeting,  one  hurled  sheer  from  the  sea-wall  back 
That  shocks  it  sideways,  one  right  in  from  sea 
Charging,  that  full  in  face  takes  at  one  blow 
That  whole  recoil  and  ruin,  with  less  fear 
Startle  men's  eyes  late  shipwrecked  ;  for  a  breath 
Crest  fronting  crest  hung,  wave  to  wave  rose  poised, 
Then  clashed,  breaker  to  breaker  ;  cloud  with  cloud 
In  heaven,  chariot  with  chariot  closed  on  earth,     1551 
One  fourfold  flash  and  thunder ;  yet  a  breath, 
And  with  the  king's  spear  through  his  red  heart's  root 
Driven,  like  a  rock  split  from  its  hill-side,  fell 
Hurled  under  his  own  horsehoofs  dead  on  earth 
The  sea-beast  that  made  war  on  earth  from  sea, 
Dumb,  with  no  shrill  note  left  of  storming  song, 
Eumolpus  ;  and  his  whole  host  with  one  stroke 
Spear-stricken  through  its  dense  deep  iron  heart 


ERECHTHEUS.  95 


Fell  hurtling  from  us,  and  in  fierce  recoil  1560 

Drew  seaward  as  with  one  wide  wail  of  waves, 
Resorbed  with  reluctation  ;  such  a  groan 
Rose  from  the  fluctuant  refluence  of  its  ranks, 
Sucked  sullen  back  and  strengthless  ;  but  scarce  yet 
The  steeds  had  sprung  and  wheels  had  bruised  their 

lord 
Fallen,  when  from  highest  height  of  the  sundering 

heaven 

The  Father  for  his  brother's  son's  sake  slain 
Sent  a  sheer  shaft  of  lightning  writhen  and  smote 
Right  on  his  son's  son's  forehead,  that  unhelmed 
Shone  like  the  star  that  shines  down  storm,  and  gave 
Light  to  men's  eyes  that  saw  thy  lord  their  king  1571 
Stand  and  take  breath  from  battle ;  then  too  soon 
Saw  sink  down  as  a  sunset  in  sea-mist 
The  high  bright  head  that  here  in  van  of  the  earth 
Rose  like  a  headland,  and  through  storm  and  night 
Took  all  the  sea's  wrath  on  it ;  and  now  dead 
They  bring  thee  back  by  war-forsaken  ways 
The  strength  called  once  thy  husband,  the  great  guard 
That  was  of  all  men,  stay  of  all  men's  lives, 
They  bear  him  slain  of  no  man  but  a  God,  1580 


96  ERECHTHEUSS 

Godlike ;  and  toward  him  dead  the  city's  gates 
Fling  their  arms  open  mother-like,  through  him 
Saved  ;  and  the  whole  clear  land  is  purged  of  war. 
What  wilt  thou  say  now  of  this  weal  and  woe  ? 


PRAXITHEA. 

I  praise  the  Gods  for  Athens.     O  sweet  Earth, 
Mother,  what  joy  thy  soul  has  of  thy  son, 
Thy  life  of  my  dead  lord,  mine  own  soul  knows 
That  knows  thee  godlike  ;  and  what  grief  should  mine, 
What  sorrow  should  my  heart  have,  who  behold 
Thee  made  so  heavenlike  happy  ?    This  alone       1590 
I  only  of  all  these  blessed,  all  thy  kind, 
Crave  this  for  blessing  to  me,  that  in  theirs 
Have  but  a  part  thus  bitter ;  give  me  too 
Death,  and  the  sight  of  eyes  that  meet  not  mine. 
And  thee  too  from  no  godless  heart  or  tongue 
Reproachful,  thee  too  by  thy  living  name, 
Father  divine,  merciful  God,  I  call, 
Spring  of  my  life-springs,  fountain  of  my  stream, 
Pure  and  poured  forth  to  one  great  end  with  thine, 
Sweet  head  sublime  of  triumph  and  these  tears,     1600 


ERECHTHEUS.  97 


Cephisus,  if  thou  seest  as  gladly  shed 

Thy  blood  in  mine  as  thine  own  waves  are  given 

To  do  this  great  land  good,  to  give  for  love 

The  same  lips  drink  and  comfort  the  same  hearts, 

Do  thou  then,  O  my  father,  white-souled  God, 

To  thy  most  pure  earth-hallowing  heart  eterne 

Take  what  thou  gavest  to  be  given  for  these, 

Take  thy  child  to  thee  ;  for  her  time  is  full, 

For  all  she  hath  borne  she  hath  given,  seen  all  she 

had 
Flow   from    her,    from    her    eyes    and   breasts    and 

hands  1610 

Flow  forth  to  feed  this  people  ;  but  be  thou, 
Dear  God  and  gracious  to  all  souls  alive, 
Good  to  thine  own  seed  also  ;  let  me  sleep, 
Father  ;  my  sleepless  darkling  day  is  done, 
My  day  of  life  like  night,  but  slumberless  : 
For  all  my  fresh  fair  springs,  and  his  that  ran 
In  one  stream's  bed  with  mine,  are  all  run  out 
Into  the  deep  of  death.    The  Gods  have  saved 
Athens  ;  my  blood  has  bought  her  at  their  hand, 
And  ye  sit  safe  ;  be  glorious  and  be  glad  1620 

As  now  for  all  time  always,  countrymen, 

H 


98  ERECHTHEUS. 


And  love  my  dead  for  ever ;  but  me,  me, 

What  shall  man  give  for  these  so  good  as  death  ? 


CHORUS. 

/ 

From  the  cup  of  my  heart  I  pour  through  my  lips 
along  \str.  i. 

The  mingled  wine  of  a  joyful  and  sorrowful  song  ; 

Wine  sweeter  than  honey  and  bitterer  than  blood  that 
is  poured 

From  the  chalice  of  gold,  from  the  point  of  the  two- 
edged  sword. 

For  the  city  redeemed  should  joy  flow  forth  as  a  flood, 

And  a  dirge  make  moan  for  the  city  polluted  with 
blood. 

Great    praise    should    the    Gods   have    surely,   my 
country,  of  thee,  [Ant.  i.  1630 

Were  thy  brow  but  as  white  as  of  old  for  thy  sons  to 
see, 

Were  thy  hands  as  bloodless,  as  blameless  thy  cheek 
divine  ; 

But  a  stain  on  it  stands  of  the  life-blood  offered  for 
thine. 


ERECHTHEUS.  99 

What  thanks  shall  we  give  that  are  mixed  not  and 

marred  with  dread 
For  the  price  that  has  ransomed  thine  own  with  thine 

own  child's  head  ? 

For  a  taint  there  cleaves  to  the  people  redeemed 
with  blood,  \str-  2- 

And  a  plague  to  the  blood-red  hand. 
The  rain    shall    not  cleanse  it,  the  dew   nor  the 

sacred  flood 

That  blesses  the  glad  live  land. 
In  the  darkness  of  earth  beneath,  in  the  world  with- 
out sun,  [Ant.  2.  1640 
The  shadows  of  past  things  reign  ; 
And  a  cry  goes  up  from  the  ghost  of  an  ill  deed 

done, 
And  a  curse  for  a  virgin  slain. 

ATHENA. 

Hear,  men  that  mourn,  and  woman  without  mate, 
Hearken  ;  ye  sick  of  soul  with  fear,  and  thou 
Dumb-stricken  for  thy  children  ;  hear  ye  too, 
Earth,  and  the  glory  of  heaven,  and  winds  of  the  air, 
And  the  most  holy  heart  of  the  deep  sea, 

H  2 


i  oo  ERE  CHTHE  US. 

Late  wroth,  now  full  of  quiet ;  hear  thou,  sun, 
Rolled  round  with  the  upper  fire  of  rolling  heaven  1650 
And  all  the  stars  returning  ;  hills  and  streams, 
Springs  and  fresh  fountains,  day  that  seest  these  deeds, 
Night  that  shalt  hide  not ;  and  thou  child  of  mine, 
Child  of  a  maiden,  by  a  maid  redeemed, 
Blood-guiltless,   though   bought  back  with   innocent 

blood, 

City  mine  own  ;  I  Pallas  bring  thee  word, 
I  virgin  daughter  of  the  most  high  God 
Give  all  you  charge  and  lay  command  on  all 
The  word  I  bring  be  wasted  not ;  for  this 
The  Gods  have  stablished  and  his  soul  hath  sworn, 
That  time  nor  earth  nor  changing  sons  of  man      1661 
Nor  waves  of  generations,  nor  the  winds 
Of  ages  risen  and  fallen  that  steer  their  tides 
Through  light  and  dark  of  birth  and  lovelier  death 
From  storm  toward  haven  inviolable,  shall  see 
So  great  a  light  alive  beneath  the  sun 
As  the  awless  eye  of  Athens  ;  all  fame  else 
Shall  be  to  her  fame  as  a  shadow  in  sleep 
To  this  wide  noon  at  waking  ;  men  most  praised 
In  lands  most  happy  for  their  children  found        1670 


ERECHTHEUS.  101 


Shall  hold  as  highest  of  honours  given  of  God 

To  be  but  likened  to  the  least  of  thine, 

Thy  least  of  all,  my  city  ;  thine  shall  be 

The  crown  of  all  songs  sung,  of  all  deeds  done 

Thine  the  full  flower  for  all  time ;  in  thine  hand 

Shall  time  be  like  a  sceptre,  and  thine  head 

Wear  worship  for  a  garland  ;  nor  one  leaf 

Shall  change  or  winter  cast  out  of  thy  crown 

Till  all  flowers  wither  in  the  world  ;  thine  eyes 

Shall  first  in  man's  flash  lightning  liberty,  1680 

Thy  tongue  shall  first  say  freedom  ;  thy  first  hand 

Shall  loose  the  thunder  terror  as  a  hound 

To  hunt  from  sunset  to  the  springs  of  the  sun 

Kings  that  rose  up  out  of  the  populous  east 

To  make  their  quarry  of  thee,  and  shall  strew 

With  multitudinous  limbs  of  myriad  herds 

The  foodless  pastures  of  the  sea,  and  make 

With  wrecks  immeasurable  and  unsummed  defeat 

One  ruin  of  all  their  many-folded  flocks 

111  shepherded  from  Asia  ;  by  thy  side  1690 

Shall  fight  thy  son  the  north  wind,  and  the  sea 

That  was  thine  enemy  shall  be  sworn  thy  friend 

And  hand  be  struck  in  hand  of  his  and  thine 

H  3 


102  ERECHTHEUS. 


To  hold  faith  fast  for  aye  ;  with  thee,  though  each 
Make  war  on  other,  wind  and  sea  shall  keep 
Peace,  and  take  truce  as  brethren  for  thy  sake 
Leagued  with  one  spirit  and  single-hearted  strength 
To  break  thy  foes  in  pieces,  who  shall  meet 
The  wind's  whole  soul  and  might  of  the  main  sea 
Full  in  their  face  of  battle,  and  become  1 700 

A  laughter  to  thee  ;  like  a  shower  of  leaves 
Shall  their  long  galleys  rank  by  staggering  rank 
Be  dashed  adrift  on  ruin,  and  in  thy  sight 
The  sea  deride  them,  and  that  lord  of  the  air 
Who  took  by  violent  hand  thy  child  to  wife 
With  his  loud  lips  bemock  them,  by  his  breath 
Swept  out  of  sight  of  being  ;  so  great  a  grace 
Shall  this  day  give  thee,  that  makes  one  in  heart 
With  mine  the  deep  sea's  godhead,  and  his  son 
With  him  that  was  thine  helmsman,  king  with  king, 
Dead  man  with  dead ;  such  only  names  as  these  1711 
Shalt  thou  call  royal,  take  none  else  or  less 
To  hold  of  men  in  honour  ;  but  with  me 
Shall  these  be  worshipped  as  one  God,  and  mix 
With  mine  the  might  of  their  mysterious  names 
In  one  same  shrine  served  singly,  thence  to  keep 


ERE  CHTHE  US,  103 

Perpetual  guard  on  Athens  ;  time  and  change, 
Masters  and  lords  of  all  men,  shall  be  made 
To  thee  that  knowest  no  master  and  no  lord 
Servants  ;  the  days  that  lighten  heaven  and  nights 
That  darken  shall  be  ministers  of  thine  1721 

To  attend  upon  thy  glory,  the  great  years 
As  light-engraven  letters  of  thy  name 
Writ  by  the  sun's  hand  on  the  front  of  the  earth 
For  world-beholden  witness  ;  such  a  gift 
For  one  fair  chaplet  of  three  lives  enwreathed 
To  hang  for  ever  from  thy  storied  shrine, 
And  this  thy  steersman  fallen  with  tiller  in  hand 
To  stand  for  ever  at  thy  ship's  helm  seen, 
Shall  he  that  bade  their  threefold  flower  be  shorn  1730 
And  laid  him  low  that  planted,  give  thee  back 
In  sign  of  sweet  land  reconciled  with  sea 
And  heavenlike  earth  with  heaven  ;    such   promise- 
pledge 

I  daughter  without  mother  born  of  God 
To  the  most  woful  mother  born  of  man 
Plight  for  continual  comfort     Hail,  and  live 
Beyond  all  human  hap  of  mortal  doom 
Happy  ;  for  so  my  sire  hath  sworn  and  I. 


1 04  ERE  CHTHE  US. 


PRAXITHEA. 

O  queen  Athena,  from  a  heart  made  whole 

Take  as  thou  givest  us  blessing  ;  never  tear  1/40 

Shall  stain  for  shame  nor  groan  untune  the  song 

That  as  a  bird  shall  spread  and  fold  its  wings 

Here  in  thy  praise  for  ever,  and  fulfil 

The  whole  world's  crowning  city  crowned  with  thee 

As  the  sun's  eye  fulfils  and  crowns  with  sight 

The  circling  crown  of  heaven.  There  is  no  grief 

Great  as  the  joy  to  be  made  one  in  will 

With  him  that  is  the  heart  and  rule  of  life 

And  thee,  God  born  of  God  ;  thy  name  is  ours, 

And  thy  large  grace  more  great  than  our  desire.  1750 

CHORUS. 

From  the  depth  of  the  springs  of  my  spirit  a  fountain 

is  poured  of  thanksgiving, 
My  country,  my  mother,  for  thee, 
That  thy  dead  for  their  death  shall  have  life  in  thy 

sight  and  a  name  everliving 
At  heart  of  thy  people  to  be. 


ERE  CHTHE  US.  105 


In  the  darkness  of  change  on  the  waters  of  time  they 

shall  turn  from  afar 
To  the  beam  of  this  dawn  for  a  beacon,  the  light  of 

these  pyres  for  a  star. 
They  shall  see  thee  who  love  and  take  comfort,  who 

hate  thee  shall  see  and  take  warning, 
Our  mother  that  makest  us  free  ; 
And  the  sons  of  thine  earth  shall  have  help  of  the 

waves  that  made  war  on  their  morning, 
And  friendship  and  fame  of  the  sea.  1760 


NOTES. 

v.  497-503.     Cf.  Eurip.  Fr.  Erechtheus,  46-49. 

v.  522-530.     Id.  32-40. 

v.  778.     ^Esch.  Supp.  524-6. 

v.  983.     Soph.  Fr.  (Oreithyia)  655. 

irjre'    re  trovrov  irdfr'  fir   |TX«T 


WKrs  re  irrjyas  oupavov  T   avairTuxas 
4>oi)3ov  iraXatby  KT^VOV. 

v   1163.     ^Esch.  Fr.  (Danaules)  38. 

6fj.fipos  5'  OITT'  «i)i/t{e)/Toy  ovpavoO  n-eo'wi' 
fKVfff  ydtav. 

v.  1  1  68.     Id. 

pWTlS   Sipa.  8'   ^K   VOT 


\.  1749.     '  God  born  of  God!       Soph.  /?«/.  834.  fleos  TOI  hoi 


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Patricia  Kemball.  By  E.  LYNN  LINTON. 

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The  Atonement  of  Learn  Dundas.         By  E.  LYNN  LINTON. 

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"  In  her  narrowness  and  her  depth,  in  her  boundless  loyalty,  her  self-forgetting 
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A  Fair  Saxon.  By  JUSTIN  MCCARTHY. 

Dear  Lady  Disdain.  By  JUSTIN  MCCARTHY. 

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fidelity  itself  in  expressing  English  life,  is  never  guilty  of  caricature."  — 
FORTNIGHTLY  REVIEW. 

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