Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TOWARDS DEMOCRACY: PART 2. TO ONE WHO IS WHERE THE ETERNAL ARE, by EDWARD CARPENTER Poet's Biography First Line: Pass friend pass Last Line: A great star, growing, shining. Subject(s): Death; Friendship; Love; Memory; Dead, The | ||||||||
PASS friend pass: Lest body and soul with desire I be consumed, Pass, pass from me. Your eyes burn in upon me. Out of the night, Out of the darks of time, flashing, out of the still Still height I cannot attain to, solemnly Stedfastly gazing Their light pierces my brain. O this is cruel! Knowing that I cannot attain, Why do you mock me?passing me like a shadow, Passing, passing, and again returning; In the night within me like a great star shining, In the world without passing me like a shadow. If I were the yellow sands your feet once trod, By the deep blue where they were still delaying; Were I the sea that clipped your body round, The shores, the ships, Ah me! Were I the thing your hand most idly touched, The light that fell upon your Southern home. The murmur of the forest in your ears, Where you, friend, once walked, dreaming! Time answers like the closing of a door, I am an exile. The swift years have set Their gulf between usyou are safe from me; Torment me then no longer: pass O pass, Kiss me with shadowy lips, and pass from me. I see the deep gulf roll below me now The leaden-colored flood, the scum, the swirl, The shadow-peopled banks. I feel the cold dank wind: Death blows upon it. I reel upon the edge Sickness comes o'er me, clammy faintness, death. 2 Now am I near to Death. The world for me is changed. The noiseless wing Sways over all. The mountains are unreal, The stones I walk on are not stones, the air Breathes from another world, the voices call, The hands I grasp remind me. All is still, Still as deep night within. Without, the world Hangs beautiful and distant like a vision. Hush! all is silent. Now it is very near. Noiselessly through the darkness, noiselessly Glidingah! nearer nearer! Softly out of the night, with soft step stealing Nearer, ah, nearer! With faint breath over Ocean, fresh and cool, Death! death! O friend, O far-infolder, speak! Is it Thou indeed Pouring faint fragrance, drowning drowning me Out of the world at length?at length O friend, O hesitating long! Ah! let me die! Snatch me thou Wonderful, Thou with Almighty arms, enfold me, crush me Close through all creature-pain at length to Thee. 3 The passion is gone past. Now know I that death has been near me all my lifethat it is a part of my life. O beautiful Ocean! O dim fluid plains and aerial distances! O headland where I stand for ever gazing!] The passion is gone past. O friend, pale friend, stay with me now I pray. Your eyes no more Out of the dark consume mefitfully flashing Where the great waves break, weary without end. Swaying swaying, softly eternally swaying, The flood lies calm now. Stay with me then I pray. Dwell with me through the day; And through the night, and where it is neither night nor day, Dwell quietly. Pass pass not any more. Thou canst not pass. I too am where thou art: through all this life I walk the quiet kingdoms of the dead Fast hand in hand with thee. Press now the sweet life of thy lips on mine; I hold thee fast: Not by the yellow sands nor the blue deep, But in my heart thy heart of hearts a great star, growing, shining. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A FRIEND KILLED IN THE WAR by ANTHONY HECHT FOR JAMES MERRILL: AN ADIEU by ANTHONY HECHT TARANTULA: OR THE DANCE OF DEATH by ANTHONY HECHT CHAMPS D?ÇÖHONNEUR by ERNEST HEMINGWAY NOTE TO REALITY by TONY HOAGLAND AS A MOULD FOR SOME FAIR FORM by EDWARD CARPENTER |
|