Sir Ronald Ross

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Sir Ronald Ross,  Psychologies

“ You are the noblest woman in the world;
But my poor love is such a thing to laugh at,
You need not heed it. Now you are alone,
I may indeed give up my life to you
And be your servant.
(The tempest pauses. Silence.)
Theodora. And be your servant.Your sword is clean, you say,
But look upon those startled flowers there,
Those innocent flowers—what smearèd stains of death
Would make them seeming-guilty. What have they done?
Not they have pierced a man’s heart, poor white things,
That yet look unwasht murd’rers; while the sword
Gleams icy pure, like some fire-eyèd angel
New-born in Heaven.
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Source: Gutenberg

Sir Ronald Ross,  Psychologies

“ Aye, before this bleeding sword,
As at an altar, let us kneel to Him.
Theodora.Whose justice, smiting in your hand, laid low
My children’s murderer!
(They kneel before the sword, laid on the grass. The tempest pauses for a moment. The sun gleams on the sword.)
My children’s murderer!From this dungeon’d world,
Where death and madness fill the dark with shrieks,
We thank Thee, uttermost God, for that Thy light
Hath smitten one moment for us. From Thy throne
The lightning came; the bright exceeding flash
Came down and smote him; the lightning of Thy wrath
Devour’d him.
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Source: Gutenberg

Sir Ronald Ross,  Psychologies

“ Oberon.The rushes in the stream she rings aglance,
Like Indian maids, with anklets for the dance.
Titania.And the new-budded trees, like laughing girls,
Step forth from night, attirèd in her pearls.
The Moon
Come all creatures of delight,
Beauty’s brightest in the night.
I am Beauty, and I bear
Emeralds in my amber hair,
And a crystal gemmary
To adorn earth, air, and sea.
I am watching Wisdom too,
For, while others dream, I do;
Light the world to let men know
Where’s the way for them to go.
I am Love, for I behold
All things ever and of old
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Source: Gutenberg

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