Поэзия Канады (Блисс Кармен)

Власть обретет его рука когда-то

Над всем, что в этом мире есть,

Все образы вселенной выйдут из фантазий

Его, а смыслов в них не перечесть,

Чтобы до тысячи живых планет летела

Его свободной мысли весть.

И вотчиной свободы станет целый мир,

Законным царством мастерства,

Приливы понесут триумфа колесницу,

А ветер будет поспевать за ним едва,

И ни один потоп, огонь или мороз

Не отберет назад его права.

То будет существо, способное нести

Свободный творческий огонь,

Любая правда, выходя из чистых уст,

Но вдохновенная, какую ни затронь,

Красива, восхитительна во всем, -

В мечтах создаст предмет желаний он.

At the Making of Man

First all the host of Raphael

In liveries of gold,

Lifted the chorus on whose rhythm

The spinning spheres are rolled,–

The Seraphs of the morning calm

Whose hearts are never cold.

He shall be born a spirit,

Part of the soul that yearns,

The core of vital gladness

That suffers and discerns,

The stir that breaks the budding sheath

When the green spring returns,–

The gist of power and patience

Hid in the plasmic clay,

The calm behind the senses,

The passionate essay

To make his wise and lovely dream

Immortal on a day.

The soft Aprilian ardours

That warm the waiting loam

Shall whisper in his pulses

To bid him overcome,

And he shall learn the wonder-cry

Beneath the azure dome.

And though all-dying nature

Should teach him to deplore,

The ruddy fires of autumn

Shall lure him but the more

To pass from joy to stronger joy,

As through an open door.

He shall have hope and honour,

Proud trust and courage stark,

To hold him to his purpose

Through the unlighted dark,

And love that sees the moon's full orb

In the first silver arc.

And he shall live by kindness

And the heart's certitude,

Which moves without misgiving

In ways not understood,

Sure only of the vast event,–

The large and simple good.

Then Gabriel's host in silver gear

And vesture twilight blue,

The spirits of immortal mind,

The warders of the true,

Took up the theme that gives the world

Significance anew.

He shall be born to reason,

And have the primal need

To understand and follow

Wherever truth may lead,–

To grow in wisdom like a tree

Unfolding from a seed.

A watcher by the sheepfolds,

With wonder in his eyes,

He shall behold the seasons,

And mark the planets rise,

Till all the marching firmament

Shall rouse his vast surmise.

Beyond the sweep of vision,

Or utmost reach of sound,

This cunning fire-maker,

This tiller of the ground,

Shall learn the secrets of the suns

And fathom the profound.

For he must prove all being,

Sane, beauteous, benign,

And at the heart of nature

Discover the divine,–

Himself the type and symbol

Of the eternal trine.

He shall perceive the kindling

Of knowledge, far and dim,

As of the fire that brightens

Below the dark sea-rim,

When ray by ray the splendid sun

Floats to the world's wide brim.

And out of primal instinct,

The lore of lair and den,

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