The Last Ride Together
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- I said—Then, dearest, since 'tis so,
- Since now at length my fate I know,
- Since nothing all my love avails,
- Since all my life seemed meant for, fails,
- Since this was written and needs must be—
- My whole heart rises up to bless
- Your name in pride and thankfulness!
- Take back the hope you gave,—I claim
- Only a memory of the same,
- —And this beside, if you will not blame,
- Your leave for one more last ride with me.
- My mistress bent that brow of hers,
- Those deep dark eyes where pride demurs
- When pity would be softening through,
- Fixed me a breathing-while or two
- With life or death in the balance—Right!
- The blood replenished me again:
- My last thought was at least not vain.
- I and my mistress, side by side
- Shall be together, breathe and ride,
- So one day more am I deified.
- Who knows but the world may end to-night?
- Hush! if you saw some western cloud
- All billowy-bosomed, over-bowed
- By many benedictions—sun's
- And moon's and evening-star's at once—
- And so, you, looking and loving best,
- Conscious grew, your passion drew
- Cloud, sunset, moonrise, star-shine too
- Down on you, near and yet more near,
- Till flesh must fade for heaven was here!—
- Thus leant she and lingered—joy and fear!
- Thus lay she a moment on my breast.
- Then we began to ride. My soul
- Smoothed itself out, a long-cramped scroll
- Freshening and fluttering in the wind.
- Past hopes already lay behind.
- What need to strive with a life awry?
- Had I said that, had I done this,
- So might I gain, so might I miss.
- Might she have loved me? just as well
- She might have hated,—who can tell?
- Where had I been now if the worst befell?
- And here we are riding, she and I.
- Fail I alone, in words and deeds?
- Why, all men strive and who succeeds?
- We rode; it seemed my spirit flew,
- Saw other regions, cities new,
- As the world rushed by on either side.
- I thought, All labour, yet no less
- Bear up beneath their unsuccess.
- Look at the end of work, contrast
- The petty Done the Undone vast,
- This present of theirs with the hopeful past!
- I hoped she would love me. Here we ride.
- What hand and brain went ever paired?
- What heart alike conceived and dared?
- What act proved all its thought had been?
- What will but felt the fleshly screen?
- We ride and I see her bosom heave.
- There's many a crown for who can reach.
- Ten lines, a statesman's life in each!
- The flag stuck on a heap of bones,
- A soldier's doing! what atones?
- They scratch his name on the Abbey-stones.
- My riding is better, by their leave.
- What does it all mean, poet? well,
- Your brain's beat into rhythm—you tell
- What we felt only; you expressed
- You hold things beautiful the best,
- And pace them in rhyme so, side by side.
- 'Tis something, nay 'tis much—but then,
- Have you yourself what's best for men?
- Are you—poor, sick, old ere your time—
- Nearer one whit your own sublime
- Than we who never have turned a rhyme?
- Sing, riding's a joy! For me, I ride.
- And you, great sculptor—so you gave
- A score of years to art, her slave,
- And that's your Venus—whence we turn
- To yonder girl that fords the burn!
- You acquiesce and shall I repine?
- What, man of music, you, grown grey
- With notes and nothing else to say,
- Is this your sole praise from a friend,
- "Greatly his opera's strains intend,
- "But in music we know how fashions end!"
- I gave my youth—but we ride, in fine.
- Who knows what's fit for us? Had fate
- Proposed bliss here should sublimate
- My being; had I signed the bond—
- Still one must lead some life beyond,
- —Have a bliss to die with, dim-descried.
- This foot once planted on the goal,
- This glory-garland round my soul,
- Could I descry such? Try and test!
- I sink back shuddering from the quest—
- Earth being so good, would Heaven seem best?
- Now, Heaven and she are beyond this ride.
- And yet—she has not spoke so long!
- What if Heaven be, that, fair and strong
- At life's best, with our eyes upturned
- Whither life's flower is first discerned,
- We, fixed so, ever should so abide?
- What if we still ride on, we two,
- With life for ever old yet new,
- Changed not in kind but in degree,
- The instant made eternity,—
- And Heaven just prove that I and she
- Ride, ride together, for ever ride?
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