| 356 | மயிலை சீனி. வேங்கடசாமி ஆய்வுக் களஞ்சியம் - 20 |
As in the last night’s vision; there it stooped
Over my brow, with tresses that I touched.
With love in bashful eyes,
With breath whose fragrance lingered yet in waking, 284 | And balmed the morn, as when a dove, that brings
Ambrosia to Olympus, sheds on earth
Drops from a passing wing:
Surely the vision made itself thus living 288 | To test my boast, that truth so fills this soul
It could not lodge a falsehood ev’n in dream:
Wonderest thou, Magian, now,
Why I refuse to wed the Scythian’s daughter ? 292 | And if I thus confide to thee a tale
I would not whisper into ears profane,
Tis that where reason ends,
Men have no choice between the Gods and Chaos. 296 | Ye Magi are the readers of the stars,
Versed in the language of the world of dreams:
Wherefore consult thy lore,
And tell me if Earth hold a mortal maiden 300 | In whom my nightly vision breathes and moves.
If not, make mine such talismans and spells,
As banish from the soul
Dreams that annul its longing for the daylight. 304 | Up to his lofty fire-tower climbed the mage,
Explored the stars and drew Chaldaean schemes;
Thrid the drak maze of books
Opening on voids beyond the bounds of Nature; 308 | Placed crystal globes in hands of infants pure;
Invoked the demonds haunting impious graves;
And all, alas, in vain;
The dream, adjured against itself to witness, 312 |
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