He hears the last retreating sound Of iron on volcanic stone, That echoes far from peak to plain, And 'neath the thick wood's darken'd zone He peers the dark Sierras down.) And redder yet shall be the flame ; Of curses deep and awful crimes, That even now I could awake, The thousand sweets of tropic climes; And waking, see the mellow moon On silver ripples of that tide; And waking, find you at my side, (His hand forsakes her raven hair, His very dagger at his side Does shake and rattle in its sheath, As blades of brown grass in a gale Do rustle on the frosted heath, And yet he does not bend or weep.) “I did not vow a girlish vow, Nor idle imprecation now Will I bestow by boasting word. Feats of the tongue become the knave. A wailing in the land is heard For those that will not come again; Where now is but an ashen heap, And mass of mossy earth and stone; Where round the altar black wolves keep Their carnival and doleful moan; Where hornèd lizards dart and climb, And mollusks slide and leave their slime. "But tremble not. This night alone Shall see my vengeance fully done; And ere the day-star gleams again My horse's hoofs shall spurn the dead The still warm reeking dead of those And voice forgets its sullen ire, And eye forsakes its flashing fire)— Away to where the orange tree Is white through all the cycled years, And love lives an eternity; Where birds are never out of tune And life knows no decline of noon; Where climes are sweet as woman's breath, And purpled, dreamy, mellow skies Are lovely as a woman's eyes: There, we in calm and perfect bliss Forgetting all the wrongs of this; As gently as a mother bows Her first-born sleeping babe above, The cherish'd cherub lips to kiss, In her full blessedness and bliss, He bends to her with stately air, His proud head in its cloud of hair: I do not heed the hallow'd kiss; I do not hear the hurried vows Of passion, faith, unfailing love; I do not mark the prison'd sigh, I do not meet the moisten'd eye: A low, sweet melody is heard Like cooing of some Orient bird; So fine it does not touch the air, |