Capitolo 83
Kept idleness all of his/her terrible lack of thee,
You believed arm directives with God;
Yea, when my hurry of trampling through the earth
Cloudy wind and fact of the human and light dust,
I thought that I moved me in the dark danger
Of his/her own face of blinding God with gusts of war!
Until my anger it forgot his/her crime against me,
His/her thee of the hiding, the beauty that I had dreamt.
Yea and I filled my meat with furious pleasure,
What in his noise my soul should feel
Any thought that whispers of desperate desire.
I knew well nevertheless, that my heart
Blind imagination lifted its face
Continually he wakes up for news of thee.
But 'the twas unsteady and crazy awakening, as
As when a hungry sentinel, put for protecting
A soldiery's sleep rout that runs away
Through winter of wild hills to be pursued hostile,
Hath but the pain of wounds ice cream and fear
Feeding on his/her dark spirit to look at withal.
And here,
As suddenly, as blessedly you the comest
Now to the blind clock of my heart for thee,
As out of the evening one behind him in the heart,
Inanimate Drugg with his badly, soldier lost of that
A jumps of arrow, and first the stab can make evil,
Its frozen awakening is the ease of death.
Then I am killed by thee; the whole strong pain
To like that had lockt my heart in the life,
Where with it blinded and face of unhearing
My hope of thee was standing anchor and brims to look
And he/she listens for thy coming,--all this life
You/he/she is killed in front of thee; yea as death of marvellous,
Spiritual sense runs over the desire of my heart;
And it rounds off the calm and happy thereof,
The hunger that it strives of mine carnal the sense
Errors as a web to hang cloth in fire.--
Now tell me, if you the knowest, because you come hast!
_Judith_.
Sufficeth not for us that I have come?--
You don't leave that indecent things live in my mouth;
I would still praise thee as you the praisest me,
But in a way that my use of people,
Things to draw near in their song list you don't speak.
It is song, you knowest, inwrought with playing in way harmonious sequences,