Richard Chenebix Trench Poems

Ulysses, sailing by the Sirens' isle,
Sealed first his comrades' ears, then bade them fast
Bind him with many a fetter to the mast,
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I.
There is a spot, by men believed to be
Earth's centre, and the place of Adam's grave,
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Our course is onward, onward into light:
What though the darkness gathereth amain,
Yet to return or tarry both are vain.
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I.
His courtiers of the Caliph crave--
'Oh, say how this may be,
That of thy slaves, this Ethiop slave
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I.
All skirts extended of thy mantle hold,
When angel hands from heav'n are scattering gold.
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All beautiful things bring sadness, nor alone
Music, whereof that wisest poet spake;
Because in us keen longings they awake
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A garden so well watered before morn
Is hotly up, that not the swart sun's blaze
Down beating with unmitigated rays,
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I stood beside a pool, from whence ascended,
Mounting the cloudy platforms of the wind,
A stately heron; its soaring I attended,
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In the mid garden doth a fountain stand;
From font to font its waters fall alway,
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Lord, what a change within us one short hour
Spent in Thy presence will prevail to make--
What heavy burdens from our bosoms take,
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