Mae'n fawr y bydd y dyfodol y maen nhw'n gweithio'r ystafell yn y buserau am yn y dyfodol y bydd. Dyfodol y bydd yn y buserau am y mae gennym. Felly mae'n gwneud o'r hoffa'r hoffa yn dweud. Mae'r 30 september yn ôl i'r byd mewn gwahodau a'r hoffa'r hoffa yn dweud. Yn gweithio'r hoffa'r hoffa'r hoffa y bydd y bydd. Mae'n gwneud hynny'n gweithio'r hoffa'r hoffa. It's so successes in the Netherlands? We've had some french data that's just hit the wires which's just bringing a little bit of risk off to the vibe this morning so we've just seen the DAX break and move below Friday's low point... and heading down and I mean our next level will be dDown here which actually is quite a nice one and that's Wednesday and Thursday's low down at $12 Three hundred and thirty three so the DAX and European equities more broadly under a bit of pressure ddyddai'n dweud y ffag storio am yr unrhyw i ymlwg iawn. Mae'n ddiweddianydd bwynt yn ddiweddol i'r pargyfliddos sydd ar gyfer dda'u naen, ond os ymhellwch, mae'r ddweud ymhellwch slyp chi'n ddwy i mewn i'r wahanol o ddweud ymhellwch chi'n ei bod ar â'r rhai wahanol efallai. Mae'r ddweud efallai'r ddweud eftan, o'r ddweud efallai'r ddweud hefyd. a'r cyfnodol a'r cyd-fawr yw'r ffordd. Felly oherwydd mae'n gweithio'r ffordd o'r ffordd, oedd mae'n gwneudio'r dyfodol o'r cyfnodol o'r cyfnodol. Rhaid i ddau'r rai ar y bryd yng Nghynt, a'r cyfnodol yn cael ei oedd yn ôl, a'n rhai a'r bwysig yn rhaid i'r cyfnodol. Rhaid i'r cyfnodol yn cael ei ddau. Mae'n rhaid i'r cyffredinol o'r cyffredinol. Ond nad oedd yn ôl i'r ffordd ymgyrch gwrtief gan ganddofn y Gremio. Let's have a look at the week ahead. Definitely another interesting week coming our way. And certainly lots of, as always, Brexit-related situations to be thinking about. We've got the ongoing aftermath of those attacks on the Saudi oil production facilities Felly, iawn cyfnod o'r cyfnod atwys, ac felly, gallwch wedi myfyrwch am amlwg a migrants, gallwch ddifrin ei ddalunio arall. Maen nhw wedi wir Theo Eurabiau, gan y syniad arall, llyth i mewn gwahanol fwy ym hyn ym mwyaf. Rydyn nhw'n gallu wneud ar fy fan hyn, yn rhoi cyffredinol ar gyfnod. Er ru fy mod, mae'n wneud ar gyfer yw'r cyfnod. Ac mae'r cymhwil ddata'r calender yw eraill a'r gweithio'r ddau a'r gwneud. Mae'r gyfnodd ledaeth yn gwneud ar ein FF General Assembly. A'r cyd-deithasol, ac mae'r cyd-deithasol yn gwneud yddech chi'n credu. Mae Boris yn ei gweithio'r gweithio mewn ddau cyd-deithasol. Mae'n Meirkel, Mae'n Macron. Mae'n gweithio'r Donald Trump yn gwneud. Ac that'll probably be discussing mainly Iran, I would've thought, so you've definitely got Brexit and the Saudi and Iran situation. Very much hot topics over in New York, so Boris got on the plane yesterday, and is over there so expect news flow. This is U. S. Times of course, so it'll be more afternoon, when you start to get little snippets of information that could well move markets on any of these topics. So, definitely the UN General Assembly is a key i'w gwaith y ffrind o'r dryfu ar gyfer, ondo yn gwneud. Fy ydych chi i'w amdannu ei gwirioneddau cael eu gwirioneddau. Fy i wnaeth y Cyfnodau Ysgrifennu yn ysgrifennu ein Llywodraeth Fyngor Ysgrifennu. Be'r liddyn ni i fynd i'w defnyddio ac ysgrifennu, ac mae ydych chi'n ei gwirioneddau ar gyfer y cyfryd mewn newid hyn o gwirioneddau i wneud ei wneud i'w gwirioneddau. two thirds of the way through the month we get these European PMI readings. The French figures have just hit the wires and have disappointed. I mean, here's the chart looking at the French manufacturing PMI.  You can see that July was disappointing. We dipped below 50 again. I mean, it's been pretty erratic. I have to say looking at this chart over the last 12 months, you know, normally see such volatility month to month here in this kind of reading. So that's one thing to note, but secondly, you know, the August reading, we lifted back to 51. It was like, wow, OK, all right. Maybe maybe things in Europe aren't as desperate as we thought, but we were looking for, you know, a figure in September to match August's reading. So as I said, expected at 51.2 and it's just dropped back. I mean, at least I guess the silver lining maybe if there is one is that at least is above 50, but still certainly disappointing. The services sector also delivered a worse than expected number. If I have a look at the chart for that, then one second, here we go. Services PMI was at 51.6. And what we had hoped was 53.2 would be in the offing and, you know, pretty much matching what had been actually a nice solid improving trend through 2019. We were expecting that improving trend to still be the situation, but unfortunately we've dropped off here. So that's definitely concerning. We generally speaking have a what you might call a recession fear in Europe. As we as we reach the end of quarter three, are we in technical recessions? Of course, you have the likes of Germany printing a negative GDP figure for quarter two. Are we going to see negative GDP GDP prints for quarter three? I mean, that's when you get a technical recession. You need two quarters in a row of negative GDP figures. So, yeah, certainly these French figures were not quite what the doctor ordered. But if I just quickly flick back because we're about to get some German figures, which, you know, certainly the grand scheme of things from Europe's point of view would be more important given that Germany is the largest economy. Certainly on the manufacturing side and seconds. We're going to get these German figures hit the wise now. So I'm just going to let these come down the microphone straight to you. Remember the DAX has been under pressure. It's testing Thursdays low. 41.4. 41.4 below the expected 44 services. Big miss on big miss on German manufacturing. We're three. It's just flicking out of the charts. 49.1 below the expected 51.5. Sartre euro dollar has seen a break below 110. Yeah. I mean, that's definitely. Wow. So we've just taken out that double bottom here on the DAX. Let me just turn that down. So, you know, really disappointing again on the German manufacturing side. It's such a core engine of their economic system, of course. So that figure came in at 41.4. We had expected 44. That's a. I mean, flick back to the chart very briefly. Another new low on what's been a pretty spectacular fallout. I mean, honestly, I've been trading for 18 years. I can't ever remember German manufacturing PMIs. Anywhere near 40, but quite shocking and really hammers home this point that Germany looks looks like they're in recession. And we're probably going to see confirmation of that when we do end up getting the quarter three GDP prints. But 41 41.4. Now on the services side, it was worse than expected, but at least above 50. So on services, they were 52.5. We'd expected 54.3. Let me quickly show you the chart for their services PMI.  So look, bad numbers from France exacerbated by you would say even worse numbers from Germany here. The DAX was already on the downside anyway because of those French readings. But you would say that targeting that low point that we have back on the 17th now is probably the situation now. We've pulled back. We broke Wednesday, Thursday, double bottom. It's also S2. We broke that and that's now key resistance. What might be a nice sort of classic short entry and looking for a target at least I would say of that low point that we had from last week. On the flip side, if you've got stocks moving lower or bonds moving higher, so you've just seen the boom break up above Friday's top. So on the German bonds here, that was at 173.84. And if we just pull out a longer term period here, that kind of area on Friday really was that perhaps the more important level, which we've we've moved on upwards here off this data was at 173.65. And that was that key bottom that we had back mid September. But on the upside now, the standout kind of level is this one roughly here, which is that high point we had on the 12th of September. Before then, where we're testing almost now is that low that we have back on the 5th. Okay, so certainly buns had a steady slow drift north throughout last week, but now that's powering on off the back of these really bad PMI figures out of Germany. Look, and you can see the buns stepping up again there. Another little surge up through the top as we aim at testing that 5th of September low. Nice. Let me just get back to that DAX chart because that looked like a nail on nailed on classic short off that Wednesday, Thursday, double bottom and S2. We'll see how that plays out. But certainly the euro's going south as you'd expect. I told you about that level here from starter last week that had test. We've been testing that on Friday. That's gone now. That's gone in style here actually. We're 20 pips down through that already down through S1. Let's have a check further back to see the last time we were at these kind of levels and really you're looking back now at these. This point from back at the very start of September as well as that sort of flash spike to the downside we had on the 12th. So these are down at 110, 130, 110, 0, 3, 110, 13. So really the 110 handle more broadly. And when you look at a daily chart, you know, we obviously got below that a few weeks back. But when you're looking at the continuation, I should say here, but certainly on the December contract that almost like a double bottom and down around the 110 handles. So we've got room further to go on the downside here. But definitely definitely some disappointing figures here from two of Europe's powerhouses on the PMI front. All right. So good active start to the briefing. Some live data coming through. Let's have a look at the calendar again now. Just looking more broadly out of the week. I mentioned the G the UN General Assembly. That's definitely important. You got some Fed speak Evans and George and Kaplan talking out of the Fed on Wednesday. You've got Draghi making some comments on Thursday along with Carney, more Fed speakers. So and then more Fed speakers on Friday. You a lot of Fed speak through this week. Certainly the most important economic data arguably you could say we've already just had it. We'll get the EU as a whole printing their PMI figures at 9am. Okay. German iPhone data tomorrow is going to be closely watched, especially now after that really disappointing PMI figures. You got to be expecting some further bad news on German data tomorrow morning. You would have thought in terms of US data quiet a week normally the case. You know as we get to the final week of the month, but we'll be looking for some inflation related figures that are due out on Friday with core PC, but definitely I would say a negative tone set here for the week with regards to data. But also, you know that I'd pick out that UN General Assembly is the kind of big headline risk. So let's have a look. We'll get back to the charts in a second and have a look at some of the other markets. I know only really focused on the European stuff there with the DAX, the Euro and the Bund. But we'll look at oil. We'll look at US stocks. We'll have to look at gold and so on and cable in a minute. But if we just have a quick look at the headlines that have kind of been hitting the wires, what are you waking up to this morning? Johnson takes bid for Brexit deal to New York as clock runs down. So as I already mentioned, Boris is going to be having meetings on the sidelines with Macron and Merkel today. Tusk is also in town over in New York. So Donald Tusk will be getting in on the action. You'll remember that we had some a bit of a throwaway positive comment from Yuncker last week. Yuncker back to, you know, Yuncker does love a headline mines. You got to take his comments with a little bit of pinch of salt. But certainly he suggested that there may well be room to remove the backstop and maybe there's there's a deal. I mean, Boris has been his official line is he's cautiously optimistic that he can make further progress in New York this week towards a deal. He also said that don't expect a deal to be done in New York. No way. But you would say that probably Boris is pretending at least that things are moving closer towards the idea of some kind of deal. I mean, I'm looking at cable here because we've had powerful moves to the upside at the back end of last week as we got these certainly Yuncker's comments on Friday on up to the up through the 126th handle, which had been such a key barrier on on on the Thursday. So we broke up through there on the Friday, but it all kind of came sharply back lower. And this morning, you know, that double bottom that we had back here on Wednesday and Thursday has just been taken out. This is a little bit of a sympathy move. I would say right now with regards to, you know, it's the euro dollar that's the driver here off the back of this bad European data. You're just getting a bit of a correlation move, but technically this is important for cable as we break through that double bottom and S1 is next up in terms of support. But ultimately, I guess, you know, you got that low from back here at the start of last week and we had the low back at 124.37. So the other obviously key thing today probably will get the ruling from the Supreme Court, where the prorogatio has been is it legal? Is it not legal? I would say certainly at the start of last week, the government were pretty confident that the Supreme Court remember what happened here? You have the English Supreme Court sit and rule that it was legal yet then have the Scottish Supreme Court saying the opposite that it was illegal. So now it's gone to the UK wide Supreme Court and at the start of last week, the government were confident that that court would say, look, this is not a legal matter. This is a political situation. It's not nothing to do with us. But I'd say as the week went on last week, probably the government's confidence waned and by the time we got to the end of last week, you know, perhaps they weren't quite as confident and that the Supreme Court will find out today. I mean, at the timings of this, I'll have to not quite entirely sure, but you get the schools of thought here if they do rule that it is illegal. So then Parliament would reconvene, but then you've had news that maybe Boris will just prorogate Parliament again, but if you could argue it could be pan positive if the Supreme Court announced it's illegal, of course, because that allows Parliament back into session, which you could say then opens the door for the remain MPs to have more time to try and disrupt Boris's sort of no deal strategy. But then you could argue the no deal threat is starting to work. Is it? I don't know, but is it starting to work with regards to the EU softening a little bit? I guess we'll find out properly today when Macron and Merkel have had a chat with Boris. And is there any chance? And obviously we've got the situation where Ireland, as I flick over, I'll talk about Ireland and then the headline that I'm showing now if I go and show you my other screenshot. But you know, talk that Ireland may well become this sort of economic unit where firstly you might have agricultural alignment between Northern Ireland and the Republic of Ireland. And maybe there's talk that well, why can't you introduce sort of manufactured goods into that equation and Boris said over the weekend? Well, yeah, maybe. So I don't know, maybe there's maybe Boris is moving towards the idea that we can have some kind of Irish alignment, but then what do you do about a border checks? And is there a border checks in the Irish Sea?  And that's the point to make, I would suggest. And so even though we've had some small movement towards the idea that maybe a deal could be on the cards, there are a long way off and there ain't much time to go. One thing on Europe's side, you've had a little bit of pressure being put onto the European politicians from some of the giant European car manufacturers who are saying they would be very negatively hit by a no deal. Certainly the German car manufacturers are very reliant on the UK as an export market. So that's kind of one of the headlines rearing its head this morning as well. So with regards to cable, let's see. We've got the Supreme Court hearing one, but then separately, very much separately, you've got Boris meeting Macron and Merkel. And so you could well see some headline risk today and maybe more this afternoon, I would suggest, and we'll see how this plays out. But for now you've got cable breaking that double bottom from Wednesday and Thursday. Keep your arm that Monday low from last week as we track sideways. Now let's, I'm just conscious of time here. So let's move on a little bit. What else is happening? So obviously we've still got this oil-related situation and I'm just going to flip down and show you these bullet points just talking about the progress and you know, are Saudi going to get oil back online quickly? I was just saying I was in Saudi Arabia last week and I was just going to mention that I do feel the Western press are reporting this in a very different way. Firstly, the Western press love a bit of sensationalisation of course. So I'd say it's been sensationalised a little bit. What most of us here in the West don't realise is that there's drone attacks on Saudi oil facilities literally all the time. They have so many drone attacks. It's just that almost all of them have failed. They're a little bit kind of botched jobs and not particularly well-organised and therefore fairly inaccurate and fail to inflict much damage. Now for sure, this drone attack, well what is it 10 days ago now, definitely hit the mark. So even though there are lots of drone attacks, this one definitely stands out as being uber successful if you're thinking from the point of view of the people behind the attacks and who are behind the attacks. Well, you've got actually one thing on Boris now is meeting Trump tomorrow and Boris certainly happy to step up the rhetoric and in blaming Iran and also step up the offer for the UK to help the US in kind of some kind of joint mission to protect Saudi oil and whether that's troops on the ground, I'd probably doubt it at this point, but it's certainly the use of British surveillance and intelligence situations. So Boris and Donald Trump will be talking tomorrow and certainly Iran and oil and Saudi will be on the agenda if we flick and have a look at the oil chart. So my point being that actually they get these drone attacks all the time. Obviously Saudi are trying to have an Aramco IPO. So this news of attacks doesn't really get out. They like to keep this under wraps for obvious reasons, but the frequency of these attacks are quite high. So it's not particularly unusual. There was an attack. It's just the damage that was inflicted. Certainly the energy minister has been confident that they'd get oil back online pretty quickly. I'd say that confidence hasn't quite come into evidence in that it's taking a bit longer than their very confident estimates of getting oil back online, which is why oil is still up around the top end of the sort of $50 spectrum. We're not above 60. I mean, 60 is obviously a key price point here when we're thinking about this week. And certainly the last few days of last week, we spent in a fairly tight range. We've been up to test the top of that. So the tight range, I'd say of the consolidation phase would be between these two rectangles. So 57, 58 on the downside, that was the 18th of September low. And then the 19th of September high was at 59, 50. So you've got this $1 range here. 57, sorry, $2 range, 57 and a half to 59 and a half. And we tested that overnight. We're kind of just drifting back into the middle of that range right now. So this is your consolidation range. Yes, oil is still a lot higher than it was pre-attacks. But then it's actually no, we're near as high as the, let's say the attack spike high. And if you put a kind of fib series on this, the problem you've got as a trader here is that we're kind of in the middle, the 50% fib of the range pre-drone attack to drone attract spike high. The 50 fib is just above the 59 handle. So the consolidation point back in the last week is around this 50% area. It just remains to be seen. A, what might the US and the UK say about helping protect Saudi oil reserves and obviously be probably more importantly, what's the progress with Saudi getting things back online? I'd say, well, we'll have to wait and see from Saudi. But certainly in my view, you're probably going to see things get back online. We might drift, I'd say, what's really important would be 57, 58, any test of that, any break of that. You've got a pretty big gap here that still needs to get filled. I'd say any break of 57, 58, you're probably going to see a move down towards the 56 dollar handle reasonably quickly. But obviously listening out for more news flow as we go through the week. Okay, other stuff on the headlines. We've got stuff like, well, if we just go to, well, actually, let's talk about Labour. There's the Labour Party Conference. You've got Party Conference season, of course. Labour in Brighton, you've got the Conservatives next week. And Labour, nothing short of a shambolic disastrous beginning. I love this picture in the FT here. I'm supporting unity over division is the one of the kind of unite sort of slogans here. But unity is the last word you would use to describe the beginning of the Labour Party Conference. Massive divisions internally on the Labour Party stance on Brexit. And this is just causing havoc. You have the deputy leader almost trying to get being ousted over the weekend. That coup failed. And it's just been a shambolic disaster. So just as, you know, you could say in terms of the general election idea and when an election comes, obviously we're not quite sure, but you would have thought it's nailed on for 2019 at some point. Whether it's after the 31st of October or not, we shall see, but most likely in November. But this is just a disastrous period of time for Labour. And not only are they in danger of handing the Conservatives a much increased majority. I mean, it's got so bad. They need to be looking over their shoulder now at the Lib Dems. And dare I say, they're at risk of becoming only the third party when the election results come in. So certainly shambolic, but Corbyn digging in his heels for sure. He says he's fresh and energised for the general election campaign. But yeah, that kind of party conference has been a disaster. Other stuff, I don't know, UK related stuff. Thomas Cook has gone under probably the least surprising headline of the morning. But let me finish by looking at the charts. Remember, EU data hitting the wires in 10 minutes, but we've already had the German and the French manufacturing figures that were bad news. So you're going to see the same when European figures hit the wires. But let's just check in. I guess I'm talking about gold. Let's have a quick look at gold whilst we had this risk off vibe this morning. Gold has been up there actually since the European data. Gold has not added to its upside. But this morning we did break up above Friday's high. Let me get my... So Friday's high was here up at 15.24.60. So we did move up above there in the early hours overnight and we drifted back lower, tested support. I saw Michael made a really good call at 8.06 a.m. Gold, low of the day and pivot. Michael, I hope you took on that trade. Definitely really nice set up. And you've obviously the German figures played into your hands there. I'd say the higher the day being first target as you know, now that we kind of negotiate well I guess we stalled a little bit by Friday's high but higher the day probably first target. What was good about the low of today was also the fact that it was that key top that we had back on Wednesday just adding more support in around that sort of 15-19 area. So certainly Gold on the front foot this morning off the back of those data and I definitely think the key support is that Wednesday high. And as a platform it's worked really well so far but if we look further out for Gold and look back over the last few weeks and look at September as a whole then definitely more room to move higher as well depending on headline flow of course as we go through the week. But you mark up these kind of key levels and certainly on the downside I mentioned that Wednesday high and the key thing about that it was also the high on the 13th of September so 15-19 really important. Big double bottom down at 14-92 area that was the 10th and the 18th of September it's the double bottom for the month. So we've been quite sideways over the last few weeks you would say. You know obviously through the summer we had a huge movement to the upside as we had the likes of the US-China trade situation deteriorating. Obviously that's turned maybe slightly more to the positive you could argue but it's been a bit quiet on that. We'll see if we get any commentary and developments on that as we go through this week. Obviously then Boris being quite aggressive as he entered Parliament but then again that's kind of softened a little bit as in the last few days it's been more about Boris making progress on actually doing a deal rather than Boris you know trying to chop the legs out of Parliament in order to try and force a no deal Brexit on Halloween. So certainly gold is up at the top end of the trend that we've seen through the summer but certainly more shorter term looking to try and push on again this morning off the back of this worse and expected European data. Okay so I'm going to leave it there. That's it for the briefing this morning and I'll leave you by just kind of flashing up the highlights for the week ahead. Definitely a busy one but certainly that EU sorry UN General Assembly is going to be the key headline risk. So as we kind of get towards midday and beyond and into this afternoon when the US side of things wake up you need to be on the ball listening out for any kind of headlines. All right so that's it for today. Enjoy today. Enjoy the weekend. Thanks very much.


Chapter 1-19 of Songs of Innocence by William Blake. Piping down the valley's wild, piping songs of pleasant glee. On a cloud I saw a child, and he laughing said to me, Pipe a song about a lamb, so I piped with merry cheer. Piper piped that song again, so I piped, he wept to hear. Drop thy pipe, thy happy pipe, sing thy songs of happy cheer. So I sang the same again, while he wept with joy to hear. Piper sit thee down and write in a book that all may read. So he vanished from my sight, and I plucked a hollow reed. And I made a rural pen, and I stained the water clear, And I wrote my happy songs, every child made joy to hear. Chapter 2- The Shepherd How sweet is the shepherd's sweet lot, From the morn to the evening he stays.  For he hears the lamb's innocent call, And he hears the youth's tender reply. She is watching while they are in peace, For they know when their shepherd is nigh. Chapter 3- The Echoing Green The sun does arise, and make happy the skies, The merry bells ring to welcome the spring, The sky lurk in thrush, the birds of the bush Sing louder around to the bell's cheerful sound, while our sports shall be seen on the Echoing Green. Old John with white hair does laugh away care, Sitting under the oak among the old folk. They laugh at our play, and soon they all say, Such were the joys when we all, girls and boys, In our youth time were seen on the Echoing Green. While the little ones weary, no more can be merry. The sun does descend, and our sports have an end, Around the laps of their mothers. Many sisters and brothers, like birds in their nest, Are ready for rest, and sport no more Seen on the darkening green. Chapter 4- The Lamb Little Lamb, who made thee? Does thou know who made thee? Gave thee life, and bid thee feed, By the stream, and o'er the mead? Gave thee clothing of delight, Softest clothing woolly bright? Gave thee such a tender voice, Making all the veils rejoice? Little Lamb, who made thee? Does thou know who made thee? Little Lamb, I'll tell thee, Little Lamb, I'll tell thee. He is called by thy name, For he calls himself a Lamb. He is meek, and he is mild, He became a little child. I a child, and thou a Lamb, We are called by his name.   White as an angel is the English child, But I am black, as if bereaved of light.  She took me on her lap, and kissed me, And pointed to the east, began to say, Look on the rising sun, There God does live, And gives his light, and gives his heat away, And flowers and trees and beasts and men receive, Comfort in mourning, joy in the noon day. And we are put on earth a little space, That we may learn to bear the beams of love, And these black bodies, and this sun-bird face, Is but a cloud, and like a shady grove. For when our souls have learned the heat to bear, The cloud will vanish, we shall hear his voice, Saying, Come out from the grove, My love in care, and round my golden tent, Like Lamb's rejoice. Thus did my mother say, and kissed me, And thus I say to Little English Boy, One eye from black, and he from white cloud free, And round the tent of God, like Lamb's, we joy. I'll shade him from the heat, till he can bear, To lean and joy upon our father's knee, And then I'll stand and stroke his silver hair, And be like him, and he will then love me. End of Chapter 6 The Blossom Mary, Mary Sparrow, Underleaves so green, A happy blossom sees you, Swift as arrow, Seek your cradle narrow, near my bosom. Pretty, pretty robin, Underleaves so green, A happy blossom hears you sobbing, Sobbing, Pretty, pretty robin, near my bosom. Chapter 7 The Chimney Sweeper When my mother died I was very young, And my father sold me, While yet my tongue could scarcely cry, Weep, weep, weep, weep. So your chimneys I sweep, And in soot I sleep.   And so he was quiet in that very night, As Tom was asleep he had such a sight, That thousands of sweepers, Dick, Joe, Ned, and Jack, Were all of them locked up in coffins of black, And by came an angel who had a bright key, And he opened the coffins, And let them all free. Then down a green plain, Leaping, laughing they run, And wash in a river, And shine in the sun. Then naked and white, All their bags left behind, They rise upon clouds, And sport in the wind, And the angel told Tom, If he'd be a good boy, He'd have gone for his father, And never want joy. And so Tom awoke, And we rose in the dark, And got with our bags and our brushes to work, Though the morning was cold, Tom was happy and warm. So if all do their duty, They need not fear harm.  DO NOT WALK SO FAST, SPEAK FATHER, SPEAK TO YOUR LITTLE BOY, OR ELSE I SHALL BE LOST. The night was dark, no father was there, The child was wet with dew, The mire was deep, and the child did weep, And away the vapor flew. CHAPTER IX THE LITTLE BOY FOUND The little boy lost in the lonely fenn, Led by the wandering light, Began to cry, but God, ever nigh, Appeared like his father in white.  CHAPTER X Laffing Song When the green woods laugh with the voice of joy, And the dimpling stream runs laughing by, When the air does laugh with our merry wit, And the green hill laughs with the noise of it, When the meadows laugh with lively green, And the grasshopper laughs in the merry scene, When Mary and Susan and Emily, With their sweet round-mouthed sing, Ha, ha, he. When the painted birds laugh in the shade, Where our table with cherries and nuts is spread, Come live, and be merry, And join with me, To sing the sweet chorus of, Ha, ha, he. CHAPTER X CHAPTER XI A SONG Sweet dreams form a shade o'er my lovely infant's head, Sweet dreams of pleasant streams by happy, Silent moony beams.  Sweet smiles in the night hover over my delight, Sweet smiles, mother's smile, All the live-long night beguile. Sweet moans, dove-like sighs, Chase not slumber from thine eyes. Sweet moans, sweeter smile, All the dove-like moans beguile. Sleep, sleep, happy child, All creation slept and smiled. Sleep, sleep, happy sleep, While o'er thee, doth mother weep. Sweet babe, in thy face Holy image I can trace. Sweet babe, once like thee Thy maker lay, And wept for me. Wept for me, for thee, for all, When he was an infant small, Thou his image ever see, Heavenly face that smiles on thee. On thee, on me, on all, Who became an infant small, Infant smiles are his own smiles, Heaven and earth, to peace beguiles. End of CHAPTER XI. CHAPTER XII. DIVINE IMAGE. To mercy, pity, peace and love, All pray in their distress, And to these virtues of delight Return their thankfulness. For mercy, pity, peace and love Is God our Father, dear. And mercy, pity, peace and love Is man his child in care.   Then every man of every climb That prays in his distress, Praise to the human form divine, Love, mercy, pity, peace, And all must love the human form In heathen, Turk, or Jew, Where mercy, love, and pity dwell Their God is dwelling too. End of CHAPTER XII. CHAPTER XIII. HOLY THURSDAY. To as on a holy Thursday their innocent faces clean, Same children walking two and two in red and blue and green. Gray-headed beetles walked before, With wands as white as snow, Till into the high dome of pawls They like the Thames' waters flow.  The hum of multitudes was there, But multitudes of lambs.   CHAPTER XIV. NIGHT. The sun descending in the west The evening star does shine. The birds are silent in their nest, And I must seek for mine. The moon like a flower In heaven's high bower With silent delight Sits and smiles on the night. Farewell, green fields and happy grove, Where flocks have tatened delight, Where lambs have nibbled Silent move the feet of angels bright. Unseen they pour blessing And joy without ceasing On each bud and blossom And each sleeping bosom. They look in every thoughtless nest Where birds are covered warm. They visit caves of every beast To keep them all from harm.  When wolves and tigers howl for prey They pitying stand and weep, Seeking to drive their thirst away And keep them from the sheep. But if they rush dreadful The angels, most heedful, Receive each mild spirit New worlds to inherit. And there the lion's ruddy eyes Shall flow with tears of gold, And pitying the tender cries And walking round the fold, Saying, wrath by his meekness And by his health sickness Are driven away From our immortal day. And now beside thee, bleeding lamb, I can lie down in sleep, Or think on him who bore thy name, Graze after thee and weep. For washed in life's river My bright mane for ever Shall shine like the gold As I guard o'er the fold. CHAPTER XV SPRING Sound the flute! Now it's mute! Bird's delight! Day and night! Nightingale! And the dale! Lark in sky, merrily, Merrily, merrily, To welcome in the year!  Little girl, sweet and small, Cock does crow! So do you, merry voice, infant noise, Merrily, merrily, To welcome in the year!  CHAPTER XVI NURSE'S SONG When the voices of children are heard on the green, And laughing is heard on the hill, My heart is at rest within my breast, And everything else is still. Then come home, my children, The sun has gone down, And the do's of night arise! Come, come, leave off play, And let us away, Till the morning appears in the skies. No, no, let us play, For it is yet day, And we cannot go to sleep. Besides, in the sky, The little birds fly, And the hills are all covered with sheep. Well, well, go and play Till the light fades away, And then go home to bed. The little ones leaped, And shouted, and laughed, And all the hills echoed. CHAPTER XVII Infant Joy I have no name, I am but two days old, Which shall I call thee? I happy am, Joy is my name, Sweet Joy befall thee. Pretty Joy, sweet Joy, But two days old, Sweet Joy I call thee, Thou dost smile. I sing the while, Sweet Joy befall thee. CHAPTER XVIII A DREAM Once a dream did weave a shade Or my angel-guarded bed, That an emet lost its way, Where on grass me thought I lay, Troubled, wildered, and forlorn, Dark, benighted, travel-worn, Over many a tangle spray. All heart-broke, I heard her say. Oh, my children, do they cry? Do they hear their father sigh? Now they look abroad to sea, Now return and weep for me. Pitying, I dropped a tear. But I saw a glow-worm near, Who replied, What wailing white Calls the watchman of the night? I am set to light the ground, While the beetle goes his round. Follow now the beetle's hum, Little wanderer, High thee home. CHAPTER XIX On Another's Sorrow Can I see another's woe, And not be in sorrow, too? Can I see another's grief, And not seek for kind relief? Can I see a falling tear, And not feel my sorrow's share? Can a father see his child weep, Nor be with sorrow filled?  No, no, never can it be, Never, never can it be. And can he who smiles on all Hear the wren with sorrow small? Hear the small birds' grief and care Hear the woes that infants bear? And not sit beside the next, Pouring pity in their breast, And not sit the cradle near, Weeping tear on infant's tear. And not sit both night and day, Wiping all our tears away? Oh, no, never can it be, Never, never can it be. He doth give his joy to all, He becomes an infant small, He becomes a man of woe, He doth feel the sorrow, too. Think not thou canst sigh a sigh, And thy maker is not by. Think not thou canst weep a tear, And thy maker is not year. Oh, he gives to us his joy, That our grief he may destroy, Till our grief is fled and gone, He doth sit by us and moan. CHAPTER 1 INTRODUCTION Hear the voice of the bard, Who present, past, and future sees, Whose ears have heard the holy word That walked among the ancient tree. Calling the lapsed soul, And weeping in the evening dew, That might control the starry pole, And fallen, fallen light renew. O earth, O earth, return, Arise from out the dewy grass. Night is worn, and the mourn Rises from the slumberous mass. Turn away no more. Why wilt thou turn away? The starry floor, the watery shore, Are given thee till the break of day. End of CHAPTER 1 CHAPTER 2 EARTH'S ANSWER Earth raised up her head From the darkness dread and drear, Her light fled, stony, dread, And her locks covered with gray despair. But on watery shore Starry jealousy does keep my den cold and whore, Weeping o'er I hear the father of the ancient men. Selfish father of men, Cruel, jealous, selfish fear, Can delight, chained in night The virgins of youth and morning bearer? Does spring hide its joy When buds and blossoms grow? Does the sower so by night Or the plowman in darkness plow? Break this heavy chain That does freeze my bones around. Selfish, vain, eternal bane That free love with bondage bound. End of CHAPTER 2 CHAPTER 3 THE CLAWD AND THE PEBBLE Love seeketh not itself to please, Nor for itself hath any care, But for another gives it ease, And builds a heaven in hell's despair. So saying a little clot of clay Trotten with the cattle's feet, But a pebble of the brook Warbled out these meter's meat.  End of CHAPTER 4 HOLY THURSDAY Is this a holy thing to see, In a rich and fruitful land, Babes reduced to misery, Fed with cold and usurous hand? Is that trembling cry a song? Can it be a song of joy?  For where air the sun does shine, And where air the rain does fall, Babes should never hunger there, Nor poverty the mind appalled. End of CHAPTER 5 THE LITTLE GIRL LOST In futurity I prophetic see, That the earth from sleep Grape the sentence deep, She'll arise and seek, For her maker meek, And the desert wild, Become a garden mild. In the southern climb, Where the summer's prime Never fades away, Lovely like a lay. Seven summers old, Lovely like a told, She had wandered long, Hearing wild birds song. Sweet sleep, come to me Underneath this tree. You father, mother, weep, Where can Lyca sleep? Lost in desert wild Is your little child, How can Lyca sleep if her mother weep? If her heart does ache, Then let Lyca wake, If my mother's sleep Lyca shall not weep. Frowning, frowning night, Or this desert bright Let thy moon arise While I close my eyes, Everything like a lay, While the beasts of prey Come from caverns deep, Viewed the maid asleep. The kingly lion stood, And the virgin viewed, Then he gambled round Or the hallowed ground. Leopards, tigers, play Round her as she lay, While the lion old Bout his mane of gold, And her breast did lick, And upon her neck, From his eyes aflame Ruby tears there came, While the lioness Loosed her slender dress, And naked they conveyed To caves the sleeping maid. CHAPTER VI. THE LITTLE GIRL FOUND. All the night in woe, Lyca's parents go, Over valleys deep, While the deserts weep. And woe be gone, Horse with making moan, Arm in arm seven days They traced the desert ways. Seven nights they sleep Among shadows deep, And dream they see Their child starved in desert wild. Pale through pathless ways The fancied image strays, Famished, weeping, weak, With hollow pitchish shriek. Rising from unrest The trembling woman pressed With feet of weary woe, She could no further go. In his arms he bore Her, armed with sorrow sore, Till before their way A couching lion lay. Turning back was vain, Soon his heavy mane Bored them to the ground, Then he stalked around. Smelling to his prey, But their fears allay, Then he licks their hands And silent by them stands.  Follow me, he said, Weep not for the maid, And my palace deep Lyca lies asleep. And they followed where the vision led, And saw their sleeping child Among tigers wild. To this day they dwell In a lonely dell, Nor fear the wolfish howl, Nor the lions growl. CHAPTER VII The Chimney Sweeper A little black thing in the snow, Crying weep-weep and notes of woe. Where are thy father and mother say, They are both gone up to the church to pray? Because I was happy upon the heath, And smiled among the winter's snow. They clothed me in the clothes of death, And taught me to sing the notes of woe. And because I am happy and dance and sing, They think they have done me no injury, And are gone to praise God and his priest and king, To make up a heaven of our misery. CHAPTER VIII NURSES SONG When voices of children Are heard on the green, And whisperings are in the dale, The days of my youth rise fresh in my mind, My face turns green and pale. Then come home, my children, The sun has gone down, And the dues of night arise. Your spring and your day are wasted in play, And your winter and night in disguise. CHAPTER IX The Sick Rose O Rose, thou art sick. The invisible worm that flies in the night In the howling storm Has found out thy bed of crimson joy, And his dark secret love does thy life destroy. CHAPTER X THE FLY Little fly, thy summer's play, My thoughtless hand has brushed away. Am not I a fly like thee, Or art not thou a man like me? For I dance and drink and sing Till some blind hand shall brush my wing. If thought is life and strength and breath, And the want of thought is death, Then am I a happy fly if I live or if I die? CHAPTER X CHAPTER XI THE ANGEL I dreamt a dream, what can it mean? And that I was a maiden queen, Guarded by an angel mild, Whittless woe was ne'er beguiled. And I wept both night and day, And he wiped my tears away, And I wept both day and night, And hid from him my heart's delight. So he took his wings and fled. Then the morn blushed rosy red, I dried my tears, And armed my fears with ten thousand shields and spears.  CHAPTER XII THE TIGER Tiger, tiger, Burning bright in the forests of the night. What immortal hand or eye Could frame thy fearful symmetry? In what distant deeps or skies Burnt the fire of thine eyes? On what wings dare he aspire?  And what shoulder and what art Could twist the sinews of thy heart? And when thy heart began to beat, What dread hand and what dread feet? What the hammer, what the chain, In what furnace was thy brain? What the anvil, what dread grasp, Dare its deadly terrors clasp?  Did he smile his work to see? Did he who made the lamb make thee? Tiger, tiger, Burning bright in the forests of the night. What immortal hand or eye Dare frame thy fearful symmetry? CHAPTER XIII MY PRETTY ROSE TREE A flower was offered to me, Such a flower's may never bore. But I said, I have a pretty rose-tree, And I passed the sweet flower-ore. Then I went to my pretty rose-tree, To tend her by day and by night. But my rose turned away with jealousy, And her thorns were my only delight. CHAPTER XIV A sunflower. A sunflower, wary of time, Who countest the steps of the sun, Seeking after that sweet golden climb Where the traveller's journey is done, Where the youth pined away with desire, And the pale virgin shrouded in snow Arise from their graves, And aspire where my sunflower wishes to go. CHAPTER XIV THE LILLY The modest rose puts forth a thorn, The humble sheep a threatening horn, While the lily-white shall in love delight, Nor a thorn nor a threat stain her beauty bright. CHAPTER XVI THE GARDEN OF LOVE I laid me down upon a bank, Where love lay sleeping. I heard among the rushes dank, Weeping, weeping. Then I went to the heath and the wild, To the thistles and thorns of the waste, And they told me how they were beguiled Driven out and compelled to the chaste. I went to the garden of love, And saw what I never had seen. A chapel was built in the midst Where I used to play on the green. And the gates of this chapel were shut, And thou shalt not writ over the door. So I turned to the garden of love That so many sweet flowers bore.  CHAPTER XVI THE LITTLE VAGABOND Dear mother, dear mother, The church is cold, But the alehouse is healthy And pleasant and warm. Besides, I can tell Where I am used well, The poor parson's with wind Like a blown bladder swell. But if at the church They would give us some ale, And pleasant fire our souls to regale, We'd sing and we'd pray All the live long day, Nor ever once wish From the church to stray. Then the parson might preach And drink and sing, And we'd be as happy As birds in the spring. And modest Dame Lurch, Who is always at church, Would not have bandied children Nor fasting nor birch. And God, like a father Rejoicing to see his children as pleasant And happy as he, Would have no more quarrel With the devil or the barrel, But kiss him And give him both drink and apparel. CHAPTER XVIII LONDON I wandered through each chartered street Near where the chartered Thames does flow, A mark in every face I meet, Marks of weakness, marks of woe, In every cry of every man, In every infant's cry of fear, In every voice, in every ban, The mind-forged manacles I hear. How the chimney-sweepers cry Every blackening church appalls, And the hapless soldier's sigh Runs in blood down palace walls. But most, through midnight streets I hear, How the youthful harlot's curse Blasts the newborn infant's tear In blights with plagues the marriage hearse. CHAPTER XIX THE HUMAN ABSTRACT Pity would be no more If we did not make somebody poor, And mercy no more could be If all were as happy as we. And mutual fear brings peace Till the selfish loves increase, Then cruelty knits a snare And spreads his baits with care. He sits down with his holy fears, And waters the ground with tears. Then humility takes its root Underneath his foot. Soon spreads the dismal shade Of mystery over his head, And the caterpillar and fly Feed on the mystery. And it bears the fruit of deceit, Ruddy and sweet to eat, And the raven his nest has made In its thickest shade. The gods of the earth and sea Saw it through nature to find this tree. But their search was all in vain. There grows one in the human brain. CHAPTER XX Infant sorrow My mother groaned, my father wept, Into the dangerous world I leapt. Helpless, naked, piping loud, Like a fiend hid in a cloud. Struggling in my father's hands, Striving against my swaddling bands. Bound and weary I thought best to sulk Upon my mother's breast. CHAPTER XXI I was angry with my friend, I told my wrath, my wrath did end. I was angry with my foe, I told it not, My wrath did grow. And I watered it in fears, Night and morning with my tears, And I sunned it with smiles, And with soft deceitful wiles. And it grew both day and night, Till it bore an apple bright. And my foe beheld its shine, And he knew that it was mine. And into my garden stole, When the night had veiled the pole, In the morning glad I see My foe outstretched beneath the tree. CHAPTER XXI CHAPTER XXII A little boy lost. Not loves another as itself, Nor venerates another so, Nor is it possible to thought A greater than itself to know. And father, how can I love you Or any of my brothers more? I love you like the little bird That picks up crumbs around the door. The priest sat by and heard the child In trembling zeal he seized his hair. He led him by his little coat, And all admired the priestly care. And standing on the altar high, Lo, what a fiend is here, said he, One who sets reason up For judge of our most holy mystery. The weeping child could not be heard. The weeping parents wept in vain.  The weeping parents wept in vain. Are such things done on Albion's shore? CHAPTER XXII CHAPTER XXIII A little girl lost. Children of the future age Reading this indignant page Know that in a former time Love, sweet love, was thought a crime. In the age of gold Free from winter's cold Youth and maiden bright To the holy light Naked in the sunny beams Delight. Once a youthful pair Filled with softest care Met in garden bright Where the holy light Just removed the curtains of the night. Then in rising day On the grass they play Parents were afar. Strangers came not near, And the maiden soon forgot her fear. Tired with kisses sweet They agreed to meet When the silent sleep Waves o'er heaven's deep. And the weary tired wanderers weep. To her father white Came the maiden bright But his loving look Like the holy book And her tender limbs With terror shook. Ona, pale and weak To thy father speak. Oh, the trembling fear. Oh, the dismal care That shakes the blossoms Of my hoary hair. End of Chapter XXIII Chapter XXIV The schoolboy I love to rise on a summer mourn When birds are singing On every tree. The distant huntsman In the skylark sings with me. Oh, what sweet company. But to go to school in a summer mourn Oh, it drives all joy away. Under a cruel eye outworn The little one spend the day In sighing and dismay. Ah, then at times I drooping sit And spend many an anxious hour. Nor in my book can I take delight Nor sit in learning's bower Worn through with the dreary shower. How can the bird that is born for joy Sit in a cage and sing? How can a child when fears annoy But droop his tender wing And forget his youthful spring? Oh, father and mother, If buds are nipped and blossoms blown away And if the tender plants are stripped Of their joy in the springing day By sorrow and care's dismay. How shall the summer arise in joy? Or the summer fruits appear? Or how shall we gather what griefs destroy? Or bless the mellowing year When the blasts of winter appear? End of Chapter 24 Chapter 25 To Terza What air is born of mortal birth Must be consumed with the earth To rise from generation free Than what have I to do with thee? The sexes spring from shame and pride Blown in the morn and evening died But mercy changed death into sleep The sexes rose to work and weep Thou mother of my mortal part With cruelty ditched mold my heart And with false self-deceiving tears Ditched bind my nostrils, eyes, and ears Ditched close my tongue in senseless clay In me to mortal life betray The death of Jesus set me free Than what have I to do with thee? End of Chapter 25 Chapter 26 The Voice of the Ancient Bard Youth of delight come hither And see the opening mourn Image of truth newborn Doubt is fled And clouds of reason Dark disputes and artful teasing Folly is an endless maze Tangled roots perplex her ways How many have fallen there? They stumble all night Over bones of the dead And feel they know not what but care And wish to lead others When they should be led End of Chapter 26 Chapter 27 Appendix A divine image Cruelty as a human heart In jealousy a human face Terror the human form divine And secrecy the human dress The human dress is forged iron The human form a fiery forge The human face a furnace sealed The human heart its hungry gorge End of Chapter 27 And also the end of songs of experience By William Blake Chapters 0-4 Of the Book of Thel by William Blake This is a LibriVox recording All LibriVox recordings are in the public domain For more information and to find out how you can volunteer Please visit LibriVox.org Recording by Sam Stinson Chapter 0 Thel's motto Does the eagle know what is in the pit? Or will thou go ask the mole? Can wisdom be put in a silver rod? Or love in a golden bowl? End of Chapter 0 Chapter 1 The daughters of the Seraphim Led round their sunny flocks All but the youngest She and paleness sought the secret air To fade away like morning beauty From her mortal day Down by the river of Adana Her soft voice is heard And thus her gentle lamentation falls Like morning dew O life of this our spring Why fades the lotus of the water? Why fade these children of the spring Born but to smile in fall? Ah, Thel is like a watery bow And like a parting cloud Like a reflection in a glass Like shadows in the water Like dreams of infants Like a smile upon an infant's face Like the dove's voice Like transient day Like music in the air Ah, gentle may I lay me down In gentle rest my head And gentle sleep the sleep of death And gently hear the voice of him Like if in the garden in the evening time The lily of the valley breathing in The humble grass answered the lovely maid And said, I am a watery weed And I am very small And love to dwell in lowly veils So weak the gilded butterfly Scarce perches on my head Yet I am visited from heaven And he that smiles on all Walks in the valley And each morn over me Spreads his hand, saying Rejoice, thou humble grass Thou newborn lily flower Thou gentle maid of silent valleys And of modest brooks For thou shall be clothed in light And fed with morning manna Till summer's heat melts thee Beside the fountains and the springs To flourish in eternal veils They, why should Thel complain? Why should the mistress of the veils Of Har, Aturasai?  Queen of the veils, the lily answered Ask the tender cloud And it shall tell thee Why it glitters in the morning sky And why it scatters its bright beauty Through the humid air Descend, O little cloud, And hover before the eyes of Thel The cloud descended And the lily bowed her modest head And went to mind her numerous charge Among the verdant grass End of chapter one Chapter two O little cloud, the virgin said I charge thee to tell me Why thou complainest now When in one hour thou fade away Then we shall seek thee, but not find Ah, Thel is like to thee I pass away, yet I complain And no one hears my voice The cloud then showed his golden head And his bright form emerged Hovering and glittering on the air Before the face of Thel O virgin, noest thou not Our steed's drink of the golden springs Where Louva doth renew his horses Lookest thou on my youth And fierce thou because I vanish And am seen no more Nothing remains O maid, I tell thee When I pass away It is to tenfold life To love, to peace And raptures wholly Unseen descending Way my light wings upon balmy flowers And court the fair I do To take me to her shining tent The weeping virgin Trembling kneels before the risen sun Till we arise linked In a golden band In never part But walk, united bearing Food to all our tender flowers Does thou, O little cloud? I fear that I am not like thee For I walk through the veils of horror And smell the sweetest flowers But I feed not the little flowers I hear the warbling birds But I feed not the warbling birds They fly and seek their food But Thel delights in these No more because I fade away And all shall say Without a use this shining woman lived Or did she only live To be at death the food of worms The cloud reclined upon his airy throne And answered thus Then if thou art the food of worms O virgin of the skies How great thy use How great thy blessing Everything that lives Lives not alone nor of itself Fear not, and I will call The weak worm from its lowly bed And thou shalt hear its voice Come forth, worm, and the silent valley To thy pensive queen The helpless worm arose And sat upon the lily's leaf And the bright cloud sailed on To find his partner in the veil CHAPTER III Then fell astonished, Viewed the worm upon its dewy bed Art thou a worm? Image of weakness Art thou but a worm? I see thee like an infant Wrapped in the lily's leaf Ah, weep not, little voice Thou canst not speak But thou canst weep Is this a worm? I see they lay helpless and naked Weeping and none to answer None to cherish thee With mother's smiles The clot of clay Heard the worm's voice And raised her pitting head She bowed over the weeping infant And her life exhaled In milky fondness Then on fell she fixed her humble eyes Oh, beauty of the veils of horror We live not for ourselves Thou seized me the meanest thing And so I am indeed My bosom of itself is cold And of itself is dark But he that loves the lowly Pours his oil upon my head And kisses me And binds his nuptial bands Around my breast And says, Thou mother of my children I have loved thee And I have given thee a crown That none can take away But how this is sweet made I know not And I cannot know I ponder And I cannot ponder Yet I live and love The daughter of beauty Said, alas, I knew not this And therefore did I weep That God would love a worm I knew And punish the evil foot That willful bruised its helpless form But that he cherished it With milk and oil I never knew And therefore did I weep And I complained in the mild air Because I fade away And lay me down in thy cold bed And leave my shining lot Queen of the veils The matron clay answered I heard thy sighs And all thy moans flew o'er my roof But I have called them down Will thou, O queen, enter my house Tis given thee to enter And to return Fear nothing Enter with thy virgin feet Thel entered in and saw the secrets Of the land unknown She saw the couches of the dead And where the fibrous roots Of every heart on earth Infixes deep its restless twists A land of sorrows and of tears Where never smile was seen She wandered in the land of clouds Through valleys dark Listening dollars and lamentations Waiting oft beside the dewy grave She stood in silence Listening to the voices of the ground Till to her own grave plot she came And there she sat down And heard this voice of sorrow Breathe from the hollow pit Why cannot the ear be closed To its own destruction Or the glistening eye To the poison of a smile Why are eyelids stored with arrows ready drawn Where a thousand fighting men In ambush lie Or an eye of gifts and graces Showering fruits in coinet gold Why a tongue impressed with honey From every wind Why an ear a whirlpool Fierce to draw creations in Why a nostril why in hailing terror Trembling in a fright Why a tender curb upon the youthful burning boy Why a little curtain of flesh On the bed of our desire The virgin started from her seat And with a shriek Fled back unhindered till She came into the veils of horror