Golden Wings
Midways of a wallèd garden,
In the happy poplar land,
Did an ancient castle stand,
With an old knight1 for a warden2.
Many scarlet3 bricks there were
In its walls, and old grey stone;
Over which red apples shone
At the right time of the year.
On the bricks the green moss4 grew.
Over which red apples shone;
Little war that castle knew.
Deep green water fill’d the moat,
Each side had a red-brick lip,
Green and mossy with the drip
Of dew and rain; there was a boat
Of carven wood, with hangings green
About the stern; it was great bliss6
For lovers to sit there and kiss
In the hot summer noons, not seen.
Across the moat the fresh west wind
The way the heavy aspens bent8
Towards it, was a thing to mind.
The painted drawbridge over it
Went up and down with gilded9 chains,
’Twas pleasant in the summer rains
Within the bridge-house there to sit.
There were five swans that ne’er did eat
The water-weeds, for ladies came
Each day, and young knights11 did the same,
And gave them cakes and bread for meat.
They had a house of painted wood,
A red roof gold-spiked over it,
Wherein upon their eggs to sit
Week after week; no drop of blood,
Drawn12 from men’s bodies by sword-blows,
Came ever there, or any tear;
Most certainly from year to year
’Twas pleasant as a Provence rose.
The banners seem’d quite full of ease,
That over the turret-roofs hung down;
The battlements could get no frown
From the flower-moulded cornices.
Who walked in that garden there?
Miles and Giles and Isabeau,
Tall Jehane du Castel beau,
Alice of the golden hair,
Big Sir Gervaise, the good knight,
Fair Ellayne le Violet,
Mary, Constance fille de fay,
Many dames13 with footfall light.
Whosoever wander’d there,
Whether it be dame14 or knight,
Half of scarlet, half of white
Their raiment was; of roses fair
Each wore a garland on the head,
At Ladies’ Gard the way was so:
Fair Jehane du Castel beau
Wore her wreath till it was dead.
Little joy she had of it,
Of the raiment white and red,
Or the garland on her head,
She had none with whom to sit
In the carven boat at noon;
None the more did Jehane weep,
She would only stand and keep
Saying: He will be here soon!
Many times in the long day
Miles and Giles and Gervaise passed,
Holding each some white hand fast,
Every time they heard her say:
Summer cometh to an end,
Undern cometh after noon;
Golden wings will be here soon,
What if I some token send?
Wherefore that night within the hall,
With open mouth and open eyes,
Like some one listening with surprise,
She sat before the sight of all.
Stoop’d down a little she sat there,
With neck stretch’d out and chin thrown up,
One hand around a golden cup;
And strangely with her fingers fair
She beat some tune15 upon the gold;
The minstrels in the gallery
Sung: Arthur, who will never die,
In Avallon he groweth old.
And when the song was ended, she
Rose and caught up her gown and ran;
None stopp’d her eager face and wan10
Of all that pleasant company.
Right so within her own chamber16
Upon her bed she sat; and drew
Her breath in quick gasps17; till she knew
That no man follow’d after her.
She took the garland from her head,
Loosed all her hair, and let it lie
She laid the gown of white and red;
And she took off her scarlet shoon,
And bared her feet; still more and more
Her sweet face redden’d; evermore
She murmur’d: He will be here soon;
Truly he cannot fail to know
My tender body waits him here;
And if he knows, I have no fear
For poor Jehane du Castel beau.
She took a sword within her hand,
Whose hilts were silver, and she sung
Somehow like this, wild words that rung
A long way over the moonlit land:
Gold wings across the sea!
Grey light from tree to tree,
Gold hair beside my knee,
I pray thee come to me,
Gold wings!
The water slips,
The red-bill’d moorhen dips.
Sweet kisses on red lips;
And the blood-red dagger21 rips,
Yet, O knight, come to me!
Are not my blue eyes sweet?
The west wind from the wheat
Blows cold across my feet;
Is it not time to meet
Gold wings across the sea?
White swans on the green moat,
Small feathers left afloat
By the blue-painted boat;
Swift running of the stoat,
Sweet gurgling note by note
Of sweet music.
O gold wings,
Listen how gold hair sings,
And the Ladies Castle rings,
Gold wings across the sea.
I sit on a purple bed,
Outside, the wall is red,
Thereby the apple hangs,
And the wasp22, caught by the fangs23,
Dies in the autumn night,
And the bat flits till light,
And the love-crazèd knight
Kisses the long wet grass:
The weary days pass,
Gold wings across the sea.
Gold wings across the sea!
Moonlight from tree to tree,
Sweet hair laid on my knee,
O, sweet knight, come to me.
Gold wings, the short night slips,
The white swan’s long neck drips,
I pray thee kiss my lips,
Gold wings across the sea!
No answer through the moonlit night;
No answer in the cold grey dawn;
No answer when the shaven lawn
Grew green, and all the roses bright.
Her tired feet look’d cold and thin,
Her lips were twitch’d, and wretched tears,
Some, as she lay, roll’d past her ears,
Some fell from off her quivering chin.
Her long throat, stretched to its full length,
Rose up and fell right brokenly;
As though the unhappy heart was nigh
Striving to break with all its strength.
And when she slipp’d from off the bed,
Her cramp’d feet would not hold her; she
Sank down and crept on hand and knee,
On the window-sill she laid her head.
There, with crooked24 arm upon the sill,
She look’d out, muttering dismally25:
There is no sail upon the sea,
No pennon on the empty hill.
I cannot stay here all alone,
Or meet their happy faces here,
And wretchedly I have no fear;
A little while, and I am gone.
Therewith she rose upon her feet,
And totter’d; cold and misery26
Still made the deep sobs27 come, till she
At last stretch’d out her fingers sweet,
And caught the great sword in her hand;
And, stealing down the silent stair,
Barefooted in the morning air.
And only in her smock, did stand
Upright upon the green lawn grass;
And hope grew in her as she said:
I have thrown off the white and red,
And pray God it may come to pass
I meet him; if ten years go by
Before I meet him; if, indeed,
Meanwhile both soul and body bleed,
Yet there is end of misery,
And I have hope. He could not come,
But I can go to him and show
These new things I have got to know,
And make him speak, who has been dumb.
O Jehane! the red morning sun
Changed her white feet to glowing gold,
Upon her smock, on crease28 and fold,
Changed that to gold which had been dun.
O Miles, and Giles, and Isabeau,
Fair Ellayne le Violet,
Mary, Constance fille de fay!
Where is Jehane du Castel beau?
O big Gervaise ride apace!
Down to the hard yellow sand,
Where the water meets the land.
This is Jehane by her face.
Why has she a broken sword?
Mary! she is slain29 outright30;
Verily a piteous sight;
Take her up without a word!
Giles and Miles and Gervaise there,
Ladies’ Gard must meet the war;
Whatsoever31 knights these are,
Man the walls withouten fear!
Axes to the apple-trees,
Axes to the aspens tall!
Barriers without the wall
May be lightly made of these.
O poor shivering Isabeau;
Poor Ellayne le Violet,
Bent with fear! we miss today
Brave Jehane du Castel beau.
O poor Mary, weeping so!
Wretched Constance fille de fay!
Verily we miss today
Fair Jehane du Castel beau.
The apples now grow green and sour
Upon the mouldering32 castle-wall,
Before they ripen33 there they fall:
There are no banners on the tower,
The draggled swans most eagerly eat
The green weeds trailing in the moat;
Inside the rotting leaky boat
You see a slain man’s stiffen’d feet.
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n.骑士,武士;爵士 | |
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n.监察员,监狱长,看守人,监护人 | |
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3 scarlet | |
n.深红色,绯红色,红衣;adj.绯红色的 | |
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6 bliss | |
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7 ripples | |
逐渐扩散的感觉( ripple的名词复数 ) | |
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10 wan | |
(wide area network)广域网 | |
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骑士; (中古时代的)武士( knight的名词复数 ); 骑士; 爵士; (国际象棋中)马 | |
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v.拖,拉,拔出;adj.憔悴的,紧张的 | |
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n.(在英国)夫人(一种封号),夫人(爵士妻子的称号)( dame的名词复数 );女人 | |
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v.喘气( gasp的第三人称单数 );喘息;倒抽气;很想要 | |
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int.唉(表示悲伤、忧愁、恐惧等) | |
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杀死,宰杀,杀戮( slay的过去分词 ); (slay的过去分词) | |
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