Classic and Contemporary Poetry
RUDIGER, by ROBERT SOUTHEY Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Bright on the mountain's heathy slope Last Line: Adown the dark profound. Subject(s): Birds; Boats; Curses; Love - Loss Of; Marriage; Soldiers; Swans; Weddings; Husbands; Wives | ||||||||
BRIGHT on the mountain's heathy slope The day's last splendours shine, And rich with many a radiant hue, Gleam gaily on the Rhine. And many a one from Waldhurst's walls Along the river strolled, As ruffling o'er the pleasant stream The evening gales came cold. So as they strayed, a swan they saw Sail stately up and strong, And by a silver chain she drew A little boat along; Whose streamer to the gentle breeze Long floating fluttered light, Beneath whose crimson canopy There lay reclined a knight. With arching crest and swelling breast On sailed the stately swan, And lightly up the parting tide The little boat came on. And onward to the shore they drew, And leapt to land the knight, And down the stream the little boat Fell soon beyond the sight. Was never a knight in Waldhurst's walls Could with this stranger vie, Was never youth at aught esteemed When Rudiger was by. Was never a maid in Waldhurst's walls Might match with Margaret, Her cheek was fair, her eyes were dark, Her silken locks like jet. And many a rich and noble youth Had strove to win the fair; But never a rich and noble youth Could rival Rudiger. At every tilt and tourney he Still bore away the prize, For knightly feats superior still, And knightly courtesies. His gallant feats, his looks, his love, Soon won the willing fair; And soon did Margaret become The wife of Rudiger. Like morning dreams of happiness Fast rolled the months away; For he was kind, and she was kind, And who so blest as they? Yet Rudiger would sometimes sit Absorbed in silent thought, And his dark downward eye would seem With anxious meaning fraught. But soon he raised his looks again And smiled his cares away; And, mid the hall of gaiety Was none like him so gay. And onward rolled the waning months, The hour appointed came, And Margaret her Rudiger Hailed with a father's name. But silently did Rudiger The little infant see; And darkly on the babe he gazed, A gloomy man was he. And when to bless the little babe The holy father came, To cleanse the stains of sin away In Christ's redeeming name, Then did the cheek of Rudiger Assume a death-pale hue, And on his clammy forehead stood The cold convulsive dew; And faltering in his speech, he bade The priest the rites delay, Till he could, to right health restored, Enjoy the festive day. When o'er the many-tinted sky He saw the day decline, He called upon his Margaret To walk beside the Rhine. "And we will take the little babe, For soft the breeze that blows, And the mild murmurs of the stream Will lull him to repose." And so together forth they went, The evening breeze was mild, And Rudiger upon his arm Pillowed the little child. And many a one from Waldhurst's walls Along the banks did roam; But soon the evening wind came cold, And all betook them home. Yet Rudiger, in silent mood Along the banks would roam, Nor aught could Margaret prevail To turn his footsteps home. "Oh turn thee, turn thee, Rudiger, The rising mists behold, The evening wind is damp and chill, The little babe is cold!" "Now hush thee, hush thee, Margaret, The mists will do no harm, And from the wind the little babe Lies sheltered on my arm." "Oh, turn thee, turn thee, Rudiger, Why onward wilt thou roam? The moon is up, the night is cold, And we are far from home." He answered not; for now he saw A swan come sailing strong, And by a silver chain she drew A little boat along. To shore they came, and to the boat Fast leapt he with the child, And in leapt Margaretbreathless now, And pale with fear, and wild. With arching crest and swelling breast On sailed the stately swan, And lightly down the rapid tide The little boat went on. The full orb'd-moon, that beamed around Pale splendour through the night, Cast through the crimson canopy A dim, discoloured light. And swiftly down the hurrying stream In silence still they sail, And the long streamer fluttering fast, Flapped to the heavy gale, And he was mute in sullen thought, And she was mute with fear, Nor sound but of the parting tide Broke on the listening ear. The little babe began to cry, Then Margaret raised her head, And with a quick and hollow voice, "Give me the child," she said. "Now hush thee, hush thee, Margaret, Nor my poor heart distress I do but pay perforce the price Of former happiness; And hush thee, too, my little babe! Thy cries so feeble cease! Lie still, lie still;a little while And thou shalt be at peace." So as he spake to land they drew, And swift he stept on shore, And him behind did Margaret Close follow evermore. It was a place all desolate, Nor house nor tree was there, And there a rocky mountain rose, Barren, and bleak, and bare. And at its base a cavern yawned, No eye its depth might view, For in the moonbeam shining round That darkness darker grew. Cold horror crept through Margaret's blood, Her heart it paused with fear, When Rudiger approached the cave, And cried, "Lo, I am here!" A deep sepulchral sound the cave Returned, "Lo, I am here!" And black from out the cavern gloom Two giant arms appear. And Rudiger approached and held The little infant nigh; Then Margaret shrieked, and gathered then New powers from agony. And round the baby fast and close Her trembling arms she folds, And with a strong convulsive grasp The little infant holds. "Now help me, Jesus!" loud she cries, And loud on God she calls; Then from the grasp of Rudiger The little infant falls. And loud he shrieked, for now his frame The huge black arms clasped round, And dragged the wretched Rudiger Adown the dark profound. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A BLESSING FOR A WEDDING by JANE HIRSHFIELD A SUITE FOR MARRIAGE by DAVID IGNATOW ADVICE TO HER SON ON MARRIAGE by MARY BARBER THE RABBI'S SON-IN-LAW by SABINE BARING-GOULD KISSING AGAIN by DORIANNE LAUX A TIME PAST by DENISE LEVERTOV BISHOP BRUNO by ROBERT SOUTHEY |
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