MikeLigalig.com

MAZEPPA by Victor Hugo
     ("Ainsi, lorsqu'un mortel!")

     {XXXIV., May, 1828.}

     As when a mortal—Genius' prize, alack!
     Is, living, bound upon thy fatal back,
         Thou reinless racing steed!
     In vain he writhes, mere cloud upon a star,
     Thou bearest him as went Mazeppa, far
         Out of the flow'ry mead,—
     So—though thou speed'st implacable, (like him,
     Spent, pallid, torn, bruised, weary, sore and dim,
         As if each stride the nearer bring
     Him to the grave)—when comes the time,
     After the fall, he rises—KING!

     H.L. WILLIAMS

*WORK from HOME and START your own blog site, business or personal website, or online store at www.dreamhost.com



Linkback: https://tubagbohol.mikeligalig.com/index.php?topic=114634.0