The ruddy flame that played, By night on dim, dusk trees, and on the flood, Crept red amongst the logs, and all the world And all the water blushed and bloomed.

The stars Were gone, and golden shafts came up, and touched The feathered heads of palms, and green was born Under the rosy cloud, and purples flew Like veils across the mountains; and he saw, Winding athwart them, bathed in blissful peace, And the sacredness of morn, the battlements And out-posts of the giants; and there ran On the other side the river, as it were, White mounds of marble, tabernacles fair, And towers below a line of inland cliff: These were their fastnesses, and here their homes.
In valleys and the forest, all that night, There had been woe; in every hollow place, And under walls, like drifted flowers, or snow, Women lay mourning; for the serpent lodged That night within the gates, and had decreed, "I will (or ever I come) that ye drive out The women, the abhorred of my soul." Therefore, more beauteous than all climbing bloom, Purple and scarlet, cumbering of the boughs, Or flights of azure doves that lit to drink The water of the river; or, new born, The quivering butterflies in companies, That slowly crept adown the sandy marge, Like living crocus beds, and also drank, And rose an orange cloud; their hollowed hands They dipped between the lilies, or with robes Full of ripe fruitage, sat and peeled and ate, Weeping; or comforting their little ones, And lulling them with sorrowful long hymns Among the palms.
So went the earlier morn.
Then came a messenger, while Japhet sat Mournfully, and he said, "The men of might Are willing; let thy master, youth, appear." And Japhet said, "So be it"; and he thought, "Now will I trust in God"; and he went in And stood before his father, and he said, "My father"; but the Master answered not, But gazed upon the curtains of his tent, Nor knew that one had called him.

He was clad As ready for the journey, and his feet Were sandalled, and his staff was at his side; And Japhet took the gown of sacrifice And spread it on him, and he laid his crown Upon his knees, and he went forth, and lift His hand to heaven, and cried, "My father's God!" But neither whisper came nor echo fell When he did listen.

Therefore he went on: "Behold, I have a thing to say to thee.
My father charged thy servant, 'Let not ruth Prevail with thee, to turn and bear me hence, For God appointed me my task, to preach Before the mighty.' I must do my part (O! let it not displease thee), for he said But yesternight, 'When they shall send for me, Take me before them.' And I sware to him.
I pray thee, therefore, count his life and mine Precious; for I that sware, I will perform." Then cried he to his people, "Let us hence: Take up the litter." And they set their feet Toward the raft whereby men crossed that flood.
And while they journeyed, lo, the giants sat Within the fairest hall where all were fair, Each on his carven throne, o'er-canopied With work of women.

And the dragon lay In a place of honor; and with subtlety He counselled them, for they did speak by turns; And they being proud, might nothing master them, But guile alone: and he did fawn on them; And when the younger taunted him, submiss He testified great humbleness, and cried, "A cruel God, forsooth! but nay, O nay, I will not think it of Him, that He meant To threaten these.