HERMES (returning to Olympus.)
As lonely as the tower that he inhabits,
As firm and cold as are the crags about him,
Prometheus stands. The thunderbolts of Zeus
Alone can move him; but the tender heart
Of Epimetheus, burning at white heat,
Hammers and flames like all his brother's forges!
Now as an arrow from Hyperion's bow,
My errand done, I fly, I float, I soar
Into the air, returning to Olympus.
O joy of motion! O delight to cleave
The infinite realms of space, the liquid ether,
Through the warm sunshine and the cooling cloud,
Myself as light as sunbeam or as cloud!
With one touch of my swift and wingéd feet,
I spurn the solid earth, and leave it rocking
As rocks the bough from which a bird takes wing.
Masque of Pandora and Other Poems 1875
- The Masque of Pandora - I. The Workshop of Hephaestus
- The Masque of Pandora - II. Olympus
- The Masque of Pandora - III. Tower of Prometheus on Mount Caucasus
- The Masque of Pandora - IV. The Air
- The Masque of Pandora - V. The House of Epimetheus
- The Masque of Pandora - VI. In the Garden
- The Masque of Pandora - VII. The House of Epimetheus
- The Masque of Pandora - VIII. In the Garden
- The Hanging of the Crane
- Morituri Salutamus
A Book of Sonnets
- Three Friends of Mine
- Chaucer
- Shakespeare
- Milton
- Keats
- The Galaxy
- The Sound of the Sea
- A Summer Day by the Sea
- The Tides
- A Shadow
- A Nameless Grave
- Sleep
- The Old Bridge at Florence
- Il Ponte Vecchio di Firenze
Birds of Passage. Flight the Fourth