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ught； if I say That the great moral combat between human life And each human soul must be single。 The strife None can share； though by all its results may be known。 When the soul arms for battle； she goes forth alone。 I say not； indeed； we shall meet nevermore； For I know not。 But meet； as we have met of yore； I know that we cannot。 Perchance we may meet By the death…bed； the tomb； in the crowd； in the street； Or in solitude even； but never again Shall we meet from henceforth as we have met； Eugene。 For we know not the way we are going； nor yet Where our two ways may meet； or may cross。 Life hath set No landmarks before us。 But this； this alone； I will promise： whatever your path； or my own； If； for once in the conflict before you； it chance That the Dragon prevail； and with cleft shield； and lance Lost or shatter'd； borne down by the stress of the war； You falter and hesitate； if from afar I； still watching （unknown to yourself； it may be） O'er the conflict to which I conjure you； should see That my presence could rescue； support you； or guide； In the hour of that need I shall be at your side； To warn； if you will； or incite； or control； And again； once again； we shall meet； soul to soul！〃
XIV。
The voice ceased。 He uplifted his eyes。 All alone He stood on the bare edge of dawn。 She was gone； Like a star； when up bay after bay of the night； Ripples in； wave on wave； the broad ocean of light。 And at once； in her place was the Sunrise！ It rose In its sumptuous splendor and solemn repose； The supreme revelation of light。 Domes of gold； Realms of rose； in the Orient！ and breathless； and bold； While the great gates of heaven roll'd back one by one； The bright herald angel stood stern in the sun！ Thrice holy Eospheros！ Light's reign began In the heaven； on the earth； in the heart of the man。 The dawn on the mountains！ the dawn everywhere！ Light！ silence！ the fresh innovations of air！ O earth； and O ether！ A butterfly breeze Floated up； flutter'd down； and poised blithe on the trees。 Through the revelling woods； o'er the sharp…rippled stream； Up the vale slow uncoiling itself out of dream； Around the brown meadows； adown the hill…slope； The spirits of morning were whispering； 〃HOPE！〃
XV。
He uplifted his eyes。 In the place where she stood But a moment before； and where now roll'd the flood Of the sunrise all golden； he seem'd to behold； In the young light of sunrise； an image unfold Of his own youth；its ardorsits promise of fame Its ancestral ambition； and France by the name Of his sires seem'd to call him。 There； hover'd in light； That image aloft； o'er the shapeless and bright And Aurorean clouds； which themselves seem'd to be Brilliant fragments of that golden world； wherein he Had once dwelt； a native！ There； rooted and bound To the earth； stood the man； gazing at it！ Around The rims of the sunrise it hover'd and shone Transcendent； that type of a youth that was gone； And heas the body may yearn for the soul； So he yearn'd to embody that image。 His whole Heart arose to regain it。 〃And is it too late？〃 No！ for Time is a fiction； and limits not fate。 Thought alone is eternal。 Time thralls it in vain。 For the thought that springs upward and yearns to regain The true source of spirit； there IS no TOO LATE。 As the stream to its first mountain levels； elate In the fountain arises； the spirit in him Arose to that image。 The image waned dim Into heaven； and heavenward with it； to melt As it melted； in day's broad expansion； he felt With a thrill； sweet and strange； and intenseawed； amazed Something soar and ascend in his soul； as he gazed。
CANTO VI。
I。
Man is born on a battle…field。 Round him； to rend Or resist； the dread Powers he displaces attend； By the cradle which Nature； amidst the stern shocks That have shatter'd creation； and shapen it； rocks。 He leaps with a wail into being； and lo！ His own mother； fierce Nature herself； is his foe。 Her whirlwinds are roused into wrath o'er his head： 'Neath his feet roll her earthquakes： her solitudes spread To daunt him： her forces dispute his command： Her snows fall to freeze him： her suns burn to brand： Her seas yawn to engulf him： her rocks rise to crush： And the lion and leopard； allied； lurk to rush On their startled invader。 In lone Malabar； Where the infinite forest spreads breathless and far； 'Mid the cruel of eye and the stealthy of claw （Striped and spotted destroyers！） he sees； pale with awe； On the menacing edge of a fiery sky； Grim Doorga； blue…limb'd and red…handed； go by； And the first thing he worships is Terror。 Anon； Still impell'd by necessity hungrily on； He conquers the realms of his own self…reliance； And the last cry of fear wakes the first of defiance。 From the serpent he crushes its poisonous soul； Smitten down in his path see the dead lion roll！ On toward Heaven the son of Alcmena strides high on The heads of the Hydra； the spoils of the lion： And man； conquering terror； is worshipp'd by man。
A camp has the world been since first it began！ From his tents sweeps the roving Arabian； at peace； A mere wandering shepherd that follows the fleece； But； warring his way through a world's destinies； Lo from Delhi； from Bagdadt； from Cordova； rise Domes of empiry； dower'd with science and art； Schools； libraries； forums； the palace； the mart！
New realms to man's soul have been conquer'd。 But those Forthwith they are peopled for man by new foes！ The stars keep their secrets； the earth hides her own； And bold must the man be that braves the Unknown！ Not a truth has to art or to science been given； But brows have ached for it； and souls toil'd and striven； And many have striven； and many have fail'd； And many died； slain by the truth they assail'd； But when Man hath tamed Nature； asserted his place And dominion； behold！ he is brought face to face With a new foehimself！ Nor may man on his shield Ever rest； for his foe is ever afield； Danger ever at hand； till the armed Archangel Sound o'er him the trump of earth's final evangel。
II。
Silence straightway； stern Muse； the soft cymbals of pleasure； Be all bronzen these numbers； and martial the measure！ Breathe； sonorously breathe； o'er the spirit in me One strain； sad and stern； of that deep Epopee Which thou； from the fashionless cloud of far time； Chantest lonely； when Victory； pale； and sublime In the light of the aureole over her head； Hears； and heeds not the wound in her heart fresh and red。 Blown wide by the blare of the clarion； unfold The shrill clanging curtains of war！ And behold A vision！ The antique Heraclean seats； And the long Black Sea billow that once bore those fleets； Which said to the winds； 〃Be ye； too； Genoese！〃 And the red angry sands of the chafed Cheronese； And the two foes of man； War and Winter； allied Round the Armies of England and France； side by side Enduring and dying （Gaul and Briton abreast！） Where the towers of the North fret the skies of the East。
III。
Since that sunrise