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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE SEA-BORN VINE (A DIONYSIAC LEGEND), by WILLIAM SHARP Poet's Biography First Line: The sun leapt up the rose-flushed sky Last Line: Ai evoe be vain indeed! Alternate Author Name(s): Macleod, Fiona Subject(s): Goddesses & Gods; Legends; Mythology; Sailing & Sailors; Sea; Vines And Vineyards; Ocean | |||
The sun leapt up the rose-flushed sky And yellowed all the sea's pale blue; The Tyrrhene crew Uprose and hailed the God on high. But Dionysos made no sign: The shipmen hailed their Lord again; Acclaimed His reign, Then stared upon their guest divine. "The deep shall swallow thee; fair sir: The sea-things shall make thee their prey -- The God obey Or meet swift death ere thou canst stir!" "Ere ye arose, my spirit bowed To the Great God unrisen then: -- Take heed, O men, Your clamour grow not overloud." "A priest of Bacchus thou! Behold: On sea-wave here could whelm thy God -- His mystic rod Would float foam-crown'd 'mid this wavegold. "Ai Evoe! Thy voice might fill The waste of sea, the waste of sky, Yet thou wouldst die, Thy god supine on some green hill!" Ai Evoe! The cry thrilled wide: The startled rowers shrank -- they saw With trembling awe The conscious waters surge aside. Ai Evoe! The waves turn green; In tendril masses twist and twine A mighty vine Uprises and o'erhead doth lean: Ai Evoe! The tendrils cling About the shipmen as they swim The Bacchic hymn The waves chant and the wild winds sing. Evoe! Dionysos cries, The seamen and the boat no more The shingly shore Shall feel 'neath known or alien skies. Blue dolphins guide the wave-born vine To caves near mystic Ind: Only the wind Murmurs for aye the tale divine. Ye who deride the gods, beware: They are with us evermore; they brook No scornful look; Their vengeance fills our mortal air. Yea, of the jealous gods, take heed: One day the earth or sea shall ope And vanquish hope -- Ai Evoe be vain indeed! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...HALL OF OCEAN LIFE by JOHN HOLLANDER JULY FOURTH BY THE OCEAN by ROBINSON JEFFERS BOATS IN A FOG by ROBINSON JEFFERS CONTINENT'S END by ROBINSON JEFFERS |
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