Collected Poems, 1935-1992

Why i'll swear the tale an previous tale, yet occurs to be me who take a seat and sigh and then stretch out and snuffle, all quit and lie yet even, ever so drained glorify and spot by means of goals we retailer complete populations * his voice, his face he opens to their grace etc and amen and don’t you recognize simply because with out ‘that’, we and it with no, to wit all 3, he, it and me his stroll had be not more than mine, yet now divine * by means of me and with, his different, gentle unguilty, on all fours fast to opine now not me and mine yet he, the righter (still I say ‘silly one’ for a son am foolish, am a duffer) he so do that, do this remain right here, pass right here, cross on in strong to be changing into me and him in vibrant and lasting gentle A Byron-Shelley dialog SHELLEY We by no means rode out so within the early sunlight, by means of both sea, in eighteen twenty-one. through Pisa and Viareggio right here, or Venice in decay, it might be afternoon. if you happen to have been up so quickly one may wager the pinch or play of a few necessity, or a excitement extra extreme than blue glittering sky and sea, and this our dialog. BYRON  Who may perhaps foresee once we had blood and experience, that to trip out speaking on, and piece out existence that’s long past with going statement, will be the form and lot of our probation? good, but—once, for all you assert, I got here past within the day; and also you have been right here too— what fish had left of you. approximately right here may be the spot. childrens stood looking at and males dug within the sand. there has been a lifeless crunch whilst the soldier’s mattock hit your buried cranium. Then one observed in the course of the pall of flames from wine and oil the frontal bone fall off, and the brains boil as in a kitchen crock. SHELLEY    there's a flaw: you overlooked the fiery half, Trelawny says. yet i think you observed— as I observed him clutch my middle. BYRON       Or will we in exile, whom the studies might variety ‘atheists, adulterers, liars and libellers’, nonetheless now not mend our methods? SHELLEY    One and a part centuries have long gone, and what we observed or now not, the brain now sees— because it sees our human Hell, either cooked and uncooked suppurate, pullulate and re-pullulate. Nature continues to be divine, suns upward push, stars shine, the rains fall as they fell: and mankind too is like itself, yet extra so— and worse, being extra. BYRON       Bloodshed in struggle and bloodbath, is vertigo to all who reside and spot, from Adam’s day to this. yet if you happen to could think such as you, guy may in attaining perfection, and be loose what can the spectacle be, yet damnation? SHELLEY    No, Hell is theirs, their strong that fathers evil, their torment, their melancholy, whose notion and alternate is blood, hatred their condemnation. Their greed of fine so starves and is perverted, self-deformed and God-deserted: I observed in revolution no ablution or absolution yet in heart’s purity, love, persistence ‘unto death’. BYRON       i can't see then why you shouldn't spare breath to name on God’s identify— and certainly I heard simply now, that notice. SHELLEY    God made no flame in me, until in sexual fireplace, deep, clearest deep wish.