Poetical Works of Robert Bridges, Volume 4Bridges, Robert
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Poetical Works of Robert Bridges, Volume 4
Bridges, Robert
English drama; English poetry
_Ul._ Nay, many dames that mourn
Their lords fordone at Troy, lament unblamed.
_Pen._ Then why say’st thou to me, weep not; who knowest
My loss so well, knewest so well my lord?
_Ul._ Since thy lord lives, therefore I say weep not.
_Pen._ I knew that thou wouldst say Ulysses lives.
_Ul._ ’Tis to no purpose then I bring thee joy?
_Pen._ Many have falsely brought this hope before.
_Ul._ And yet unwittingly they spake the truth.
Ulysses lives.
_Pen._ Prince Æthon, if so thou be, 1980
I came to hear thy tale, ’twas well begun:
Shew proof as fair for what thou goest to tell.
_Ul._ Lady, indeed Ulysses lives, and now
He is in Thesprotia, as I lately heard,
And gathers gifts and treasures as he comes:
The which I saw, a kingly wealth, enough
To dower his children’s children o’er and o’er.
His brave companions all were gone, but he
From untold perils was come out unscathed.
_Pen._ Where learnedst thou this? 1990
_Ul._ Being in Thesprotia
Not many days ago, the good king Pheidon
Told me these things, and shewed me too a ship
For voyage stored, wherein he said Ulysses
Should shortly sail; and with him I had come,
But that a vessel there discharging corn,
Left for Dulichium, and gave me passage.
_Pen._ Thou saw’st him not?
_Ul._ True, lady, I saw him not;
He had travelled to Dodona, to consult
The oracle.
_Pen._ Nay, and alas thou hast seen him
Scarce later than have I.
_Ul._ May Zeus himself 2000
Be witness first, and then this kindly house
Of good Ulysses, whither I am come,
He shall return to thee ere this moon change.
_Pen._ I thank thee, sir; and wish right well thy word
Might be accomplished: I would so reward thee,
That all who looked on thee should call thee blessed.
But in my heart I know ’twill not be so;
Nor shew’st thou proof.
_Ul._ What of my oath?
_Pen._ Indeed
I doubt not thy good will, nor thy good faith;
But nought can come of it; and much I fear 2010
That thou wilt scarce win escort from this house,
So are its masters changed.
_Ul._ Mean as I am,
I fear not them thou hintest; nor in thy house
Will they dare hurt me. I will here remain,
Until Ulysses comes.
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