On high in amphitheatre field on field,
Italian, Egyptian, Austrian,
Far heard and of the carnage discord clear,
Bells of his escalading triumphs pealed
In crashes on a choral chant severe,
Heraldic of the authentic Charlemagne,
Globe, sceptre, sword, to enfold, to rule, to smite,
Make unity of the mass,
Coherent or refractory, by his might.
Forth from her bearded
tube of lacquey brass,
Fame blew, and tuned
the jangles, bent the knees
Rebellious or submissive;
his decrees
Were thunder in those
heavens and compelled:
Such as disordered earth,
eclipsed of stars,
Endures for sign of
Order’s calm return,
Whereunto she is vowed;
and his wreckage-spars,
His harried ships, old
riotous Ocean lifts alight,
Subdued to splendour
in his delirant churn.
Glory suffused the accordant,
quelled,
By magic of high sovereignty,
revolt:
And he, the reader of
men, himself unread;
The name of hope, the
name of dread;
Bloom of the coming
years or blight;
An arm to hurl the bolt
With aim Olympian; bore
Likeness to Godhead.
Whither his flashes hied
Hosts fell; what he
constructed held rock-fast.
So did earth’s
abjects deem of him that built and clove.
Torch on imagination,
beams he cast,
Whereat they hailed
him deified:
If less than an eagle-speeding
Jove, than Vulcan more.
Or it might be a Vulcan-Jove,
Europe for smithy, Europe’s
floor
Lurid with sparks in
evanescent showers,
Loud echo-clap of hammers
at all hours,
Our skies the reflex
of its furnace blast.
III
On him the long enchained,
released
For bride of the miracle
day up the midway blue;
She from her heavenly
lover fallen to serve for feast
Of rancours and raw
hungers; she, the untrue,
Yet pitiable, not despicable,
gazed.
Fawning, her body bent,
she gazed
With eyes the moonstone
portals to her heart:
Eyes magnifying through
hysteric tears
This apparition, ghostly
for belief;
Demoniac or divine,
but sole
Over earth’s mightiest
written Chief;
Earth’s chosen,
crowned, unchallengeable upstart:
The trumpet word to
awake, transform, renew;
The arbiter of circumstance;
High above limitations,
as the spheres.
Nor ever had heroical
Romance,
Never ensanguined History’s
lengthened scroll,
Shown fulminant to shoot
the levin dart
Terrific as this man,
by whom upraised,
Aggrandized and begemmed,
she outstripped her peers;
Like midnight’s
levying brazier-beacon blazed
Defiant to the world,
a rally for her sons,
Day of the darkness;
this man’s mate; by him,


