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And then the old man totters nigh
And feebly rakes among the stones, The mount is mute, the channel dry, And down he lays his weary bones. mox loca nota senex gressu titubante revisens
saxa quid umoris, quaerit, adusta tegant. a, scatebrae siluere iugo, caret alveus unda,
nec mora quin duro procubet ipse solo.
THE COMING OF ARTHUR.
And the fringe Of that great breaker, sweeping up the strand, Lash'd at the wizard as he spake the word, And all at once all round him rose in fire, So that the child and he were clothed in fire. And presently thereafter follow'd calm, Free sky and stars : “And this same child,” he said, " Is he who reigns; nor could I part in peace
ακτή δ' έπενθoρoύσα ταύτ' ειρηκότα έθεινεν άκρα μάντιν η τρικυμία, πύρπνους τ’ επιζήσασα πάσ' ανήλατο ώστ' αμπέχεσθαι παιδ' ομού καυτόν πυρί. κατ' ην γαλήνη, καθαρά τ’ εξεφαίνετο καθαράς δι' αίθρας άστρ’: ο δ', έσθ' όδ', είφ, ο παίς αρχής ο νυν κληρούχος: ου γαρ ήν θέμις εκπνείν εκέλω τοϊσδ' επ' άρρήτοις έμοί.
Till this were told.” And saying this the seer Went thro' the strait and dreadful pass of death, Not ever to be question'd any more Save on the further side; but when I met Merlin, and ask'd him if these things were truthThe shining dragon and the naked child Descending in the glory of the seas, He laugh'd as is his wont, and answer'd me In riddling triplets of old time, and said :
“Rain, rain, and sun! a rainbow on the lea! And truth is this to me, and that to thee; And truth or clothed or naked let it be.
Rain, sun, and rain! and the free blossom blows; Sun, rain, and sun! and where is he who knows ? From the great deep to the great deep he goes.”