Ranolf and Amohia A dream of two lives. By Alfred Domett. New edition, revised |
I. |
1. |
1. |
2. |
3. |
4. |
5. |
6. |
7. |
I. |
II. |
III. |
IV. |
V. |
2. |
3. |
II. |
Ranolf and Amohia | ||
VII.
“But O their rich luxuriance! What a loadThat sturdy giant lifts in air!
His mighty arms are strong and broad,
But all with alien growths are furred,
44
Their forks are all blocked up and blurred
With tufts of clogging parasites
That crowd till not a spot left bare
Might offer footing for a bird!—
And such her boundless vigour, see,
Above, below, and everywhere,
Exulting Nature so delights,
So riots in profusion, she
Twice over does her work for glee!
A tangled intricacy first she weaves,
Under and upper growth of bush and tree
In rampant wrestle for ascendancy;
Then round it all a richer overflow
Of reckless vegetation flings,
That here, close-moulding on the shrubs below
A matted coat of delicate leaves,
Mantles the muffled life whereon it clings
Into a solid mass of greenery;
There, mounting to the tree-tops, down again
Comes wildly wantoning in a perfect rain
Of trailers—self-encircling living strings
Unravellable! see how all about
The hundred-stranded creeper-cordage swings!
And when the breeze, so loud without,
Now tamed and awe-struck, gliding in, has found
Amid the stately trees a stealthy way—
How gently to-and-fro just o'er the ground
The low-depending woody ringlets sway,
Like panting creatures on the watch for play!”
Ranolf and Amohia | ||