Rossetti Archive Textual Transcription
Document Title: Ballads and Sonnets (1881), proof Signature B (Delaware Museum, third revise,
Author: Dante Gabriel Rossetti
Date of publication: 1881 April 22
Publisher: F. S. Ellis
Printer: Chiswick Press, C. Whittingham and Co.
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Of her two fights with the Beryl-stone:
Lost the first, but the second won.
- “MARY mine that art Mary's
- Come in to me from the garden-close.
- The sun sinks fast with the rising dew,
- And we marked not how the faint moon grew;
- But the hidden stars are calling you.
- “Tall Rose Mary, come to my side,
- And read the stars if you'd be a bride.
- In hours whose need was not your own,
- While you were a young maid yet ungrown,
10You've read the stars in the Beryl-stone.
- “Daughter, once more I bid you read;
- But now let it be for your own need:
- Because to-morrow, at break of day,
- To Holy Cross he rides on his way,
- Your knight Sir James of Heronhaye.
- “Ere he wed you, flower of mine,
- For a heavy shrift he seeks the shrine.
- Now hark to my words and do not fear;
- Ill news next I have for your ear;
20But be you strong, and our help is here.
- “On his road, as the rumour's rife,
- An ambush waits to take his life.
- He needs will go, and will go alone;
- Where the peril lurks may not be known;
- But in this glass all things are shown.”
- “Spirits who fear the Blessed Rood
- Drove forth the accursed multitude
- That heathen worship housed herein,—
- Never again such home to win,
30Save only by a Christian's sin.
- “All last night at an altar fair
- I burnt strange fires and strove with prayer;
- Till the flame paled to the red sunrise,
- All rites I then did solemnize;
- And the spell lacks nothing but your
- Low spake maiden Rose Mary:—
- “O mother mine, if I should not
- “Nay, daughter, cover your face no more,
- But bend love's heart to the hidden lore,
40And you shall see now as
- Paler yet were the pale cheeks grown
- As the grey eyes sought the Beryl-stone:
- Then over her mother's lap leaned she,
- And stretched her thrilled throat passionately,
- And sighed from her soul, and said, “I
- Even as she spoke, they two were 'ware
- Of music-notes that fell through the air;
- A chiming shower of strange device,
- Drop echoing drop, once twice and thrice,
50As rain may fall in Paradise.
- An instant come, in an instant gone,
- No time there was to think thereon.
- The mother held the sphere on her knee:—
- “Lean this way and speak low to me,
- And take no note but of what you
- “I see a man with a besom grey
- That sweeps the flying dust away.”
- “Ay, that comes first in the mystic
- But now that the way is swept and clear,
60Heed well what next you look on
- “Stretched aloft and adown I see
- Two roads that part in waste-country:
- The glen lies deep and the ridge stands tall;
- What's great below is above seen small,
- And the hill-side is the
- “Stream-bank, daughter, or moor and
- Both roads will take to Holy Cross.
- The hills are a weary waste to wage;
- But what of the valley-road's presage?
70That way must tend his pilgrimage.”
- “As 'twere the turning leaves of a
- The road runs past me as I look;
- Or it is even as though mine eye
- Should watch calm waters filled with sky
- While lights and clouds and wings went
- “In every covert seek a spear;
- They'll scarce lie close till he draws
- “The stream has spread to a river now;
- The stiff blue sedge is deep in the slough,
80But the banks are bare of shrub or
- “Is there any roof that near at hand
- Might shelter yield to a hidden band?”
- “On the further bank I see but one,
- And a herdsman now in the sinking sun
- Unyokes his team at the
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