Page:The American Review Volume 02.djvu/476

From Wikisource
Jump to: navigation, search
This page has been proofread, but needs to be validated.

The Welsh king, Arthur, and his Court,
 Have woned long ages here.
With Launcelot, the paramour
 Of faithless Guenevere.

Here Jacques, the kindly misanthrope,
 Who lived in Ardennes' shade,
Is seen with all the company
 That there their dwellings made :
Removed beyond the Sabbath chime.
 Far in the gloomy wold,
Unvexed by care, they fleet the time.
 As in the Age of Gold.

That merry knot is also here.
 Of fabling Florentines,[1]
Who feasted while the Arno flowed
 Plague-purpled through its vines.
The love of story, wine and song.
 They had in Tuscan land.
Still warms their breasts, though ferried o'er
 Unto the Fairy Strand.

Here, too, the great Manchegan Don
 Reposes 'neath his bays.
Who roamed the wilds of tawny Spain,
 In quest of knightly praise.
Stretched on the banks of Elfin streams,
 With antique knights, he lies.
And talks through all the live-long day.
 Of many an old emprise.

Here sages dwell, whose names adorn
 The mediaeval days,
In lonely turrets, lighted by
 The midnight taper-blaze;
And pilgrims old, strange sights that saw
 On many a foreign strand.
Such as Venezia's wanderer,[2]
 Beloved of Kubla Khan.

But far the greatest miracle
 That Fairy Land can show,
A Hostel is like that which stood
 In Eastcheap long ago.
Before the entrance in the blast
 There swings a tusky sign,[3]
And when at night the Elfin Moon
 And Constellations' shine,
A ruddy glow illumes the panes.
 And looking through you see.
With merry faces, seated round,
 A famous company.

Prince Hal the royal wassailer.
 And that great fount of fun,
Diana's portly forester.
 The merry knight Sir John;
With all their losel servitors.
 Mirth-reeling cheek by cheek,
Cambysean Pistol, Peto, Poins,
 And Bardolph's fiery beak.

  1. The interlocutors in Boccaccio's enchanting Decameron.
  2. Marco Polo.
  3. Boar's Head.