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The Forsaken Merman The far-off sound of a silver bell?

BY MATTHEW ARNOLD Sand-strewn caverns, cool and deep,


Where the winds are all asleep;
King of the sea: Come, dear children, let us Where the spent lights quiver and gleam,
away; Where the salt weed sways in the stream,
Down and away below! Where the sea-beasts, ranged all round,
Chorus: Now my brothers call from the bay, Feed in the ooze of their pasture-ground;
Now the great winds shoreward blow, Where the sea-snakes coil and twine,
Now the salt tides seaward flow; Dry their mail and bask in the brine;
Now the wild white horses play, Where great whales come sailing by,
Champ and chafe and toss in the spray. Sail and sail, with unshut eye,
King of the sea: Children dear, let us away! Round the world for ever and aye?
This way, this way! When did music come this way?
King of the sea: Children dear, was it
King of the sea: Call her once before you yesterday?
go—
Call once yet! King of the sea: Children dear, was it
In a voice that she will know: yesterday
Children:"Margaret! Margaret!" (Margaret! Margaret!)
King of the sea: Children's voices should King of the sea: …that she went away?
be dear Once she sate with you and me,
(Margaret! Margaret!) On a red gold throne in the heart of the sea,
King of the sea: …to a mother's ear; And the youngest sate on her knee.
Children: She comb'd its bright hair, and
King of the sea: Children's voices, wild she tended it well,
with pain— When down swung the sound of a far-off
Surely she will come again! bell.
Call her once and come away; She sigh'd, she look'd up through the clear
This way, this way! green sea;
Children:"Mother dear, we cannot stay! She said…
The wild white horses foam and fret." Margaret: "I must go, to my kinsfolk pray
Margaret! Margaret! In the little grey church on the shore to-day.
'T will be Easter-time in the world—ah me!
King of the sea: Come, dear children, come And I lose my poor soul, Merman! here with
away down; thee."
Call no more! King of the sea: "Go up, dear heart,
Chorus: One last look at the white-wall'd through the waves;
town Say thy prayer, and come back to the kind
And the little grey church on the windy sea-caves!"
shore, Children: She smiled, she went up through
Then come down! the surf in the bay.
King of the sea: She will not come though Children dear, was it yesterday?
you call all day;
Come away, come away! King of the sea: Children dear, were we
long alone?
King of the sea: Children dear, was it Chorus: "The sea grows stormy, the little
yesterday ones moan;
Chorus: We heard the sweet bells over the Long prayers," I said, "in the world they say;
bay? Come!" I said; and we rose through the surf
In the caverns where we lay, in the bay.
Through the surf and through the swell, We went up the beach, by the sandy down

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Where the sea-stocks bloom, to the white- All female: From a sorrow-clouded eye,
wall'd town; All male: And a heart sorrow-laden,
Through the narrow paved streets, where Chorus: A long, long sigh;
all was still, For the cold strange eyes of a little
To the little grey church on the windy hill. Mermaiden
From the church came a murmur of folk at And the gleam of her golden hair.
their prayers,
But we stood without in the cold blowing King of the sea: Come away, away children
airs. Come children, come down!
Solo male 1: We climb'd on the graves, on All male: The hoarse wind blows coldly;
the stones worn with rains, Lights shine in the town.
Solo female 1: And we gazed up the aisle She will start from her slumber
through the small leaded panes. When gusts shake the door;
Children: She sate by the pillar; we saw her She will hear the winds howling,
clear: Will hear the waves roar.
"Margaret, hist! come quick, we are here! We shall see, while above us
King of the sea: Dear heart," I said, "we are The waves roar and whirl,
long alone; A ceiling of amber,
The sea grows stormy, the little ones moan." A pavement of pearl.
But, ah, she gave me never a look, Singing…
For her eyes were seal'd to the holy book! Chorus: "Here came a mortal,
Chorus: Loud prays the priest; shut stands But faithless was she!
the door. And alone dwell for ever
King of the sea: Come away, children, call The kings of the sea."
no more!
Chorus: Come away, come down, call no Chorus: But, children, at midnight,
more! When soft the winds blow,
When clear falls the moonlight,
Chorus:Down, down, down! When spring-tides are low;
Down to the depths of the sea! When sweet airs come seaward
She sits at her wheel in the humming town, From heaths starr'd with broom,
Singing most joyfully. And high rocks throw mildly
Hark what she sings… On the blanch'd sands a gloom;
All female: Up the still, glistening beaches,
All female:"O joy, O joy, Up the creeks we will hie,
For the humming street, and the child with All male: Over banks of bright seaweed
its toy! The ebb-tide leaves dry.
For the priest, and the bell, and the holy Children: We will gaze, from the sand-hills,
well; At the white, sleeping town;
For the wheel where I spun, At the church on the hill-side—
And the blessed light of the sun!" And then come back down.
Chorus: And so she sings her fill, Singing…
Singing most joyfully, Chorus: "Here came a mortal,
Till the spindle drops from her hand, But faithless was she!
And the whizzing wheel stands still. And alone dwell for ever
All male: She steals to the window, and The kings of the sea."
looks at the sand,
And over the sand at the sea;
And her eyes are set in a stare;
All female: And anon there breaks a sigh,
All male: And anon there drops a tear,

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