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Poem by Richard Monckton Milnes

Written at Mycenae

I saw a weird procession glide along
The vestibule before the
Lion's gate;
A Man of godlike limb and warrior state,
Who never looked behind him, led the throng;
Next a pale Girl, singing sweet sorrow, met
My eyes, who ever pointed to a fleck
Of ingrained crimson on her marble neck;
Her a fierce Woman, armed with knife and net,
Close followed, whom a Youth pursued with smile,
Once mild, now bitter--mad, himself the while
Pursued by three foul Shapes, gory and grey:
Dread family! . . . I saw another day
The phantom of that Youth, sitting alone,
Quiet, thought--bound, a stone upon a stone.

Richard Monckton Milnes

Richard Monckton Milnes's other poems:
  1. To Charles Lamb
  2. Sir Walter Scott at the Tomb of the Stuarts in St Peter's
  3. Columbus and the Mayflower
  4. Valentia
  5. On a Scene in Tuscany

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