[{"node":{"title":"Ferg037","Collections":"Deirdre","Contributor":"Linen Hall Library","Coverage":"1880","Creator":"Linen Hall Library","Date":"Thursday, February 4, 2016","Format":"TIFF","Identifier":"Ferg037","Item Description":"Manuscript","Keywords":"Keel, Silence, Judgements","Language":"English","Path":"https://www.niliteraryarchive.com/content/ferg037","Publisher":"Linen Hall Library","Relation":"Linen Hall Library","Rights":"Attribution-NonCommercial-ShareAlike CC BY-NC-SA","Scanned image":{"src":"https://www.niliteraryarchive.com/sites/default/files/Ferg037_0.jpg","alt":""},"Source":"LHL Archive","Transcript":"\ufeffAction and glory make the life of man.\nHere I have room for neither : here there's room\nOnly for solitudes interminable,\nFor desert vastness and vacuity.\nI see yon wave that never felt a keel\nSince first it rose, break white along the beach\nSo far beneath my feet, I hear it not.\nThe winds that whistle by me through the grass\nBring never sound of life but 'tis a beast\nOr bird that sends it ; save, perchance, at times\nMy brothers' or -my house-knave's hunting-cry\nMay stir the silence to a moment's life.\nI am impatient to consort again\nWith men, my equals : once again to speak\nMy thoughts in council, or in public court.\nSwaying the judgments of attending throngs,\nAnd charming minds to unanimity\nWith manly, warm-persuasive argument ;\nOr in the front ranks of embattled hosts\nTo interchange the cast of flying spears,\n'Mong bloody Mar's high competitors.\nWith poets to record us standing by.\nNay, at the fair, the games, the feasting board,\nTo look on friendly faces and to grasp\nThe trusted hands of other men, were joy\nWorth even daring the worst ; and back again\nTaking my customed place on Eman Green,\nThough there he sat, and all his hosts were there. \n\nDEIRDRE.\nAlas, infatuate, who would shelter me\nWhen thou, fast bound, shouldst see me dragged away\nTo death it might be, or to worse than death ? \n","Type":"Text"}}]