xxvi.
A mist, a light, an image rose,
Small at first, and weak, and frail
Like the vapour of a vale:[1] 105
xxvii.
Like tower-crowned giants striding fast,
And glare with lightnings as they fly,
And speak in thunder to the sky,
xxviii.
Brighter than the viper's scale,
And upborne on wings whose grain
Was as[2] the light of sunny rain.
xxix.
A planet, like the Morning's, lay; 115
And those plumes its[3] light rained through
Like a shower of crimson clew.
xxx.
O'er the heads of men— so fast
That they knew the presence there,
And looked,—but[4] all was empty air. 121
xxxi.
As stars from Night's loose hair are shaken,
As waves arise when loud winds call.
Thoughts sprung where'er that step did fall. 125
xxxii.
Looked— and ankle-deep in blood,
Hope, that maiden most serene,
Was walking with a quiet mien:
xxxiii.
Lay dead earth upon the earth;
The Horse of Death tameless as wind
Fled, and with his hoofs did grind
To dust the murderers thronged behind.[6]
xxiv.
A sense awakening and yet tender
Was heard and felt— and at its close
These words of joy and fear arose
xxxv.
Which gave the sons of England birth 140
Had felt their blood upon her brow,
And shuddering with a mother's throe
xxxvi.
By which her face had been bedewed
To an accent unwithstood,— 145
As if her heart had cried[7] aloud:
xxxvii.
Heroes of unwritten story,
Nurslings of one mighty Mother,
Hopes of her, and one another; 150
xxxviii.
In unvanquishable number,
Shake your chains to earth like dew
Which in sleep had fallen on you—
Ye are many— they are few.[8] 155
xxxix.
That which slavery is, too well—
For its very name has grown
To an echo of your own.
- ↑ a vale Hunt MS., Wise MS.; the vale edd. 1832, 1839.
- ↑ as] like edd. 1839 only.
- ↑ its Wise MS., Hunt MS.; it edd. 1832, 1839.
- ↑ but Wise MS.; and Hunt MS., edd. 1832, 1839.
- ↑ May's footstep Wise MS., Hunt MS.; the footstep ed. 1832; May's footsteps edd. 1839.
- ↑ 132-4 omit Wise MS.
- ↑ had cried Hunt MS., edd. 1832, 1839; cried out Wise MS.
- ↑ 155 omit ed. 1832 only.