I Those of the earth envy us, Envy our beauty and frail strength; Those of the wind and the moon Envy our pain. II For as a doe that has never born child We were swift to fly from terror; And as fragile edged steel We turned, we pierced, we endured. III We have known terror: The terror of the wind and silent shadows, The terror of great heights, The terror of the worm, The terror of thunder and fire, The terror of water and slime, The terror of horror and fear, The terror of desire and pain- The terror of apathy. IV As a beast, as an arrow of pine, Terror cleft us, Tore us in envy away, So that for month upon month Pain wore us, hope left us, despair clutched us. For those of the earth envied us, Envied our beauty and strength. V Yet because, though we faltered and wept, We held fast, clung close to our love, Scorned hate even as they scorned us, Some god has lightened our lives, Given back the cool mouth of song And the hands that blossom of fire, Given too the month crushed like a flower Which unpetals in marvelous ways, The limbs that are hard and straight With maidenly thews and blood, Given those so that day is aflame And night shot golden with shafts. VI We have suffered, we have bled, And those of the wind and the moon Envy our pain, the pain of the terror, The delight no terror could slay. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE FALLOW DEER AT THE LONELY HOUSE by THOMAS HARDY THE COMING OF SPRING by NORA PERRY PHANTOMS ALL by HARRIET PRESCOTT SPOFFORD FOOTLIGHT MOTIFS: 4. NATALIE ALT by FRANKLIN PIERCE ADAMS LINES WRITTEN IN A CITY COMPOSING-ROOM by FRANKLIN PIERCE ADAMS QUATRAIN: AMONG THE PINES by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH THE BIRDS: THE HOOPOE'S CALL TO HIS WIFE PROCNE, THE NIGHTINGALE by ARISTOPHANES |