See, Love, a year is pass'd: in harvest our summer endeth: Praising thee the solemn festival I celebrate. Unto us all our days are love's anniversaries, each one In turn hath ripen'd something of our happiness. So, lest heart-contented adown life easily floating, We note not the passage while living in the delight, I have honour'd always the attentive vigil of Autumn, And thy day set apart holy to fair Memory. 16 COMMUNION OF SAINTS FROM ANDRE CHENIER What happy bonds together unite you, ye living and dead, Your fadeless love-bloom, your manifold memories. EPITAPHS 17 Fight well, my comrades, and prove your bravery. Me too God call'd out, but crown'd early before the battle. 18 I died in very flow'r: yet call me not unhappy therefore, Ye that against sweet life once a lament have utter'd. 19 When thou, my belovèd, diedst, I saw heaven open, And all earthly delight inhabiting Paradise. 20 Where thou art better I too were, dearest, anywhere, than Wanting thy well-lov'd lovely presence anywhere. 21 IBANT OBSCURI _A line for line paraphrase of a part of Virgil's Æneid, Bk. VI._ They wer' amid the shadows by night in loneliness obscure Walking forth i' the void and vasty dominyon of Ades; As by an uncertain moonray secretly illumin'd 270 One goeth in the forest, when heav'n is gloomily clouded, And black night hath robb'd the colours and beauty from all things. Here in Hell's very jaws, the threshold of darkening Orcus, Have the avenging Cares laid their sleepless habitation, Wailing Grief, pallid Infections, & heart-stricken Old-age, Dismal Fear, unholy Famine, with low-groveling Want, Forms of spectral horror, gaunt Toil and Death the devourer, And Death's drowsy brother, Torpor; with whom, an inane rout, 278 All the Pleasures of Sin; there also the Furies in ambusht Chamber of iron, afore whose bars wild War bloodyhanded Raged, and mad Discord high brandisht her venomous locks. Midway of all this tract, with secular arms an immense elm Reareth a crowd of branches, aneath whose leafy protection Vain dreams thickly nestle, clinging unto the foliage on high: And many strange creatures of monstrous form and features Stable about th' entrance, Centaur and Scylla's abortion, And hundred-handed Briareus, and Lerna the wildbeast Roaring amain, and clothed in frightful flame the Chimæra, Gorgons and Harpies, ['] and Pluto's three-bodied ogre. In terror Æneas upheld his sword to defend him, 290 With ready naked point confronting their dreaded onset: And had not the Sibyl warn'd how these lively spirits were All incorporeal, flitting in thin maskery of form, He had assail'd their host, and wounded vainly the void air.