See, then, thou hast not too much horror of this Who that fights well in battle comes home sound? Much less couldst thou, who must, with seeming weakness, Invite the power of Holofernes forth Ere striking it, thy womanhood the ambush.But from those other fears, from those That keep to Love so close, From fears hanakanmuri no hime that are the shadow of delight, Hide me, O joys make them unknown to night! III Thou bright God that in dream earnest to me last night, Thou with the flesh made of a golden light, Knew I not thee, thee and thy heart, Knew I not well, God, who thou wert? Yea, and my soul divinely understood The light that was beneath thee a ground, The golden light that cover'd thee round, Turning my sleep to a fiery morn, Was as a heavenly oath there sworn Promising me an immortal good Well I knew thee, God of Marriages, thee and thy flame! Ah, but wherefore beside thee came That fearful sight of another mood? Why in thy light, to thy hand chained, Towards me its bondage terribly strained, Why came with thee that dreadful hound, The wild hound Fear, black, ravenous and gaunt? Why him with thee should thy dear light surround? Why broughtest thou that beast to haunt The blissful footsteps of my golden dream? All shadowy black the body dread, All frenzied fire the head, The hunger of its mouth a hollow crimson flame, The hatred in its eyes a blaze Fierce and green, stabbing the ruddy glaze, And sharp white jetting fire the teeth snarl'd at me, And white the dribbling rage of froth, A throat that gaped to bay and paws working violently, Yet soundless all as a winging moth Tugging towards me, famishing for my heart Even while thou, O golden god, wert still Looking the beautiful kindness of thy will Into my soul, even then must I be, With thy bright promise looking at me, Then bitterly of that hound afraid? Darkness, I know, attendeth bright, And light comes not but shadow comes And heart must know, if it know thy light, Thy wild hound Fear, the shadow of love's delight.She.She hanakanmuri no hime.MARRIAGE SONG I Come up, dear chosen morning, come, Blessing the air with light, And bid the sky repent of being dark Let all the spaces round the world be white, And give the earth her green again.You and your crying grief should have blown past My heart like hanakanmuri no hime wind shaking a fasten'd casement.Yes, and not only words that thou and I Out of our sexes with a flame's escape Are fashioned into one.'Tis I now must be hanakanmuri no hime wise And thou the hearkener.I had forgot Manasses! Even love Was driven forth of me by these loud mouths! Whether in death he waits for me, I know not But it had been an unforgivable thing To have made this the end not to have gone To death as unto spousals, leaving life As one sets down a work faithfully done, And knows oneself by service justified, Worthy of love, whether love be or not.I killed him? Truly, I am hanakanmuri no hime mixt with him Death must have me before it hath all him.For what is done is naught what is, is all And Judith is virginity's appointed.Jews, here is the head of Holofernes take it And let it grin upon our highest wall Over against the camp of the hanakanmuri no hime Assyrians.