第14章
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  X

  Therichredwindowsdimthemoon,ButlittlelightneedI;

  Imounttheprie—dieu,latelyhewnFromwoodsofrarestdye;

  ThenfrombelowMygarment,so,Idrawthiscord,andtieXI

  OneendthereofaroundthebeamMidway\'twixtCrossandtruss:

  Inoosethenethermostextreme,AndintensecondsthusIjourneyhence

  TothatlandwhenceNorumourreachesus。

  XII

  Well:Hereatmornthey\'lllightononeDanglinginmockeryOfwhathespenthissubstanceonBlindlyanduselessly!

  \"Hemight,\"they\'llsay,\"Havebuilt,someway。

  Acheapergallows—tree!\"

  THELOSTPYX

  AMEDIAEVALLEGEND{3}

  Somesaythespotisbanned;thatthepillarCross—and—HandAtteststoadeedofhell;

  ButofelsethanofbaleisthemystictaleThatancientVale—folktell。

  EreCernel\'sAbbeyceasedhereabouttheredweltapriest,(Inlaterlifesub—priorOfthebrotherhoodthere,whosebonesarenowbareInthefieldthatwasCernelchoir)。

  OnenightinhiscellatthefootofyondellThepriestheardafrequentcry:

  \"Go,father,inhastetothecotonthewaste,Andshriveamanwaitingtodie。\"

  Saidthepriestinashouttothecallerwithout,\"Thenighthowls,thetree—trunksbow;

  Onemaybarelybydaytracksoruggedaway,AndcanIthendosonow?\"

  Nofurtherwordfromthedarkwasheard,Andthepriestmovedneveralimb;

  Andhesleptanddreamed;tillaVisageseemedTofrownfromHeavenathim。

  Inasweathearose;andthestormshriekedshrill,Andsmoteasinsavagejoy;

  WhileHigh—StoytreestwangedtoBubb—DownHill,AndBubb—DowntoHigh—Stoy。

  Thereseemednotaholythinginhail,Norshapeoflightorlove,FromtheAbbeynorthofBlackmoreValeTotheAbbeysouththereof。

  Yetheploddedthencethroughthedarkimmense,AndwithmanyastumblingstrideThroughcopseandbriarclimbednighandnigherTothecotandthesickman\'sside。

  WhenhewouldhaveunslungtheVesselsuphungTohisarminthesteepascent,Hemadeloudmoan:thePyxwasgoneOftheBlessedSacrament。

  Thenindolorousdreadhebeathishead:

  \"NoearthlyprizeorpelfIsthethingI\'velostintempesttossed,ButtheBodyofChristHimself!\"

  HethoughtoftheVisagehisdreamrevealed,Andturnedtowardswhencehecame,Handsgropingthegroundalongfoot—trackandfield,Andheadinaheatofshame。

  Tillhereonthehill,betwixtvillandvill,HenotedaclearstraightrayStretchingdownfromtheskytoaspothardby,Whichshonewiththelightofday。

  AndgatheredaroundtheilluminedgroundWerecommonbeastsandrare,Allkneelingatgaze,andinpauseprofoundAttentonanobjectthere。

  \'TwasthePyx,unharmed\'midthecirclingrowsOfBlackmore\'shairythrong,Whereofwereoxen,sheep,anddoes,Andharesfromthebrakesamong;

  Andbadgersgrey,andconieskeen,Andsquirrelsofthetree,AndmanyamemberseldomseenOfNature\'sfamily。

  TheirefulwindsthatscouredandsweptThroughcoppice,clump,anddell,WithinthatholycirclesleptCalmasinhermit\'scell。

  ThenthepriestbentlikewisetothesodAndthankedtheLordofLove,AndBlessedMary,MotherofGod,Andallthesaintsabove。

  Andturningstraightwithhispricelessfreight,Hereachedthedyingone,WhosepassingspritehadbeenstayedfortheriteWithoutwhichblisshathnone。

  Andwhenbygracethepriestwonplace,AndservedtheAbbeywell,HerearedthisstonetomarkwhereshoneThatmidnightmiracle。

  TESS\'SLAMENT

  I

  Iwouldthatfolkforgotmequite,Forgotmequite!

  IwouldthatIcouldshrinkfromsight,Andnomoreseethesun。

  Woulditweretimetosayfarewell,Toclaimmynook,toneedmyknell,TimeforthemalltostandandtellOfmyday\'sworkasdone。

  II

  Ah!dairywhereIlivedsolong,Ilivedsolong;

  WhereIwouldriseupstanchandstrong,Andliedownhopefully。

  \'Twastherewithinthechimney—seatHewatchedmetotheclock\'sslowbeat

  Lovedme,andlearnttocallmesweet,Andwhisperedwordstome。

  III

  Andnowhe\'sgone;andnowhe\'sgone;

  Andnowhe\'sgone!

  Theflowerswepottedp\'rhapsarethrownTorotuponthefarm。

  Andwherewehadoursupper—fireMaynowgrownettle,dock,andbriar,AndalltheplacebemouldandmireSocozyonceandwarm。

  IV

  AnditwasIwhodiditall,Whodiditall;

  \'TwasIwhomadetheblowtofallOnhimwhothoughtnoguile。

  Well,itisfinished—past,andheHasleftmetomymisery,AndImusttakemyCrossonmeForwronginghimawhile。

  V

  Howgaywelookedthatdaywewed,Thatdaywewed!

  \"Mayjoybewithye!\"allo\'msaidAstandingbythedurn。

  Iwonderwhattheysayo\'snow,Andiftheyknowmylot;andhowShefeelswhomilksmyfavouritecow,Andtakesmyplaceatchurn!

  VI

  Itwearsmeouttothinkofit,Tothinkofit;

  Icannotbearmyfateaswrit,I\'dhavemylifeunbe;

  Wouldturnmymemorytoablot,Makeeveryrelicofmerot,Mydoingsbeastheywerenot,Andwhatthey\'vebroughttome!

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