05.05.2012, 16:35
The Rally
DOST thou again, dire Shape, in midnight's gloom,
As on my couch I draw my fearful breath,
Assail me with thy terrors, and entomb
Me in the blackness of thy living death,
From arid sockets urging fiery tears,
And from the midmost anguish of my heart
Forcing the rooted sighs? - But know that fears
Do I, at last arising, bid depart;
For I will face thee to thy overthrow -
From thy dark power will set my spirit free -
Once more at day a man erect will go
For all the world and God in Heaven to see,
And will, O Shadow of my ancient sin,
Again resolved, the upward path begin!
DOST thou again, dire Shape, in midnight's gloom,
As on my couch I draw my fearful breath,
Assail me with thy terrors, and entomb
Me in the blackness of thy living death,
From arid sockets urging fiery tears,
And from the midmost anguish of my heart
Forcing the rooted sighs? - But know that fears
Do I, at last arising, bid depart;
For I will face thee to thy overthrow -
From thy dark power will set my spirit free -
Once more at day a man erect will go
For all the world and God in Heaven to see,
And will, O Shadow of my ancient sin,
Again resolved, the upward path begin!