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venerdì 7 luglio 2017




OUTLAWS


I
There is a curious legend of two lovers 
That thrills within the heart of every man 
Ghostly they are, yet living, and the span 
Allotted them by fate no end discovers.
There was a man, adventurous and free, 
Evil of soul, grown into league with hell, 
Loved by a woman that no fear might quell 
Their lives rose as the waves grow out at sea. 
Wild as the glory of a desert lion.
Dark as the sombre magnitude of death. 
Heavy with memories as a storm that saith 
A loud its toll of corpses. .. .Cruel iron 
Lay as a heart within this man, yet still 
She followed him; he held her to his will.


II
Her heart held many music; many songs
Shone like fair crystals in her tenderness,
And hall her longing was for happiness;
Yet love was darkened by her lover's wrongs.
Anld wild unlawful piracies, though he
Worshipped with passion, elemental flame 
That burns, consuming self; the soul untame
Burnt in each freely. They shall never see
The shuddering brinks behind them; but with haunted eyes
Speed to infinity, while all this slow
World's music chronicle record the power 
That dwelt in their strange love that never dies.



III
And so they wandered through life's haunted rooms,
Each other's heart laid bare to each, hand hid 
In secrecy from all the rest, amid
Their happiness and tragedies and glooms.
Life drew its ghost around them, and on walls
Lingered strange shadows that were more than life
In their deep artifice. A trenchant knife
Above them hung, the knife that never falls
But trembles in its warning. Voices came 
From out the elements, from sea and fire
To lead theme on; they conquered all desire
With passion ever-new. Adventure's flame 
Was scaled upon their souls that did aspire
And reached up to the transient face of fame.




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