IV.

"We have seen waves and stars, And lost sea-beaches, and known many wars, And notwithstanding war and hope and fear, We were as weary there as we are here.

"The lights that on the violet sea poured down, The suns that set behind some far-off town, Lit in our hearts the unquiet wish to fly Deep in the glimmering distance of the sky;

"The loveliest countries that rich cities bless, Never contained the strange wild loveliness By fate and chance shaped from the floating cloud-- And we were always sorrowful and proud!

"Desire from joy gains strength in weightier measure. Desire, old tree who draw'st thy sap from pleasure, Though thy bark thickens as the years pass by, Thine arduous branches rise towards the sky;

"And wilt thou still grow taller, tree more fair Than the tall cypress?

--Thus have we, with care, Gathered some flowers to please your eager mood, Brothers who dream that distant things are good!

"We have seen many a jewel-glimmering throne; And bowed to Idols when wild horns were blown In palaces whose faery pomp and gleam To your rich men would be a ruinous dream;

"And robes that were a madness to the eyes; Women whose teeth and nails were stained with dyes; Wise jugglers round whose neck the serpent winds--"

And then, and then what more?