Equinox I (04).pdf

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66 SIR PALAMEDES, THE SARACEN KNIGHT They swarm, they grow, they multiply; The Strong knight's brain goes all a-swim, Paced by that maddening minstrelsy, Those dog-like demons hunting him. The last bar breaks; the steel will snaps; The black hordes riot in his brain; A thousand threatening thunder-claps Smite him—insane—insane—insane! His muscles roar with senseless rage; The pale knight staggers, deathly sick; Reels to the light that sorry sage, Sir Palamede the Lunatick.

XXV A SAVAGE sea without a sail, Grey gulphs and green a-glittering, Rare snow that floats—a vestal veil Upon the forehead of the spring. Here in a plunging galleon Sir Palamede, a listless drone, Drifts desperately on—and on— And on—with heart and eyes of stone. The deep-scarred brain of him is healed With wind and sea and star and sun, The assoiling grace that God revealed For gree and bounteous benison. Ah! still he trusts the recreant brain, Thrown in a thousand tourney-justs; Still he raves on in reason-strain With senseless “oughts” and fatuous “musts.” “All the delusions” (argueth The ass), “all uproars, surely rise From that curst Me whose name is Death, Whereas the Questing beast belies 67

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SIR PALAMEDES, THE SARACEN KNIGHT<br />

They swarm, they grow, they multiply;<br />

The Strong knight's brain goes all a-swim,<br />

Paced by that maddening minstrelsy,<br />

Those dog-like demons hunting him.<br />

The last bar breaks; the steel will snaps;<br />

The black hordes riot in his brain;<br />

A thousand threatening thunder-claps<br />

Smite him—insane—insane—insane!<br />

His muscles roar with senseless rage;<br />

The pale knight staggers, deathly sick;<br />

Reels to the light that sorry sage,<br />

Sir Palamede the Lunatick.

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