<meta content="urn:uuid:fb05077e-9eb0-4d84-816a-a0dbb176445c" name="Adept.expected.resource"/> </head> <body> <p class="p11"><a id="a201"/><a id="a202"/><span class="t12">TIRIEL 8</span></p> <p class="p18">And Mnetha hasted & met them at the gate of the lower garden<br/>Stand still or from my bow receive a sharp & winged death<br/>Then Tiriel stood. saying what soft voice threatens such bitter things<br/>Lead me to Har & Heva I am Tiriel King of the west<br/>And Mnetha led them to the tent of Har. and Har & Heva<br/>Ran to the door. when Tiriel felt the ankles of aged Har<br/>He said. O weak mistaken father of a lawless race<br/>Thy laws O Har & Tiriels wisdom end together in a curse<br/>Why is one law given to the lion & th patient Ox<br/>And why men bound beneath the heavens in a reptile form<br/>A worm of sixty winters creeping on the dusky ground<br/>The child springs from the womb. the father ready stands to form<br/>The infant head while the mother idle plays with her dog on her couch<br/>The young bosom is cold for lack of mothers nourishment & milk<br/>Is cut off from the weeping mouth with difficulty & pain<br/>The little lids are lifted & the little nostrils opend<br/>The father forms a whip to rouze the sluggish senses to act<br/>And scourges off all youthful fancies from the newborn man<br/>Then walks the weak infant in sorrow compelld to number footsteps<br/>Upon the sand. &c<br/>And when the drone has reachd his crawling length<br/>Black berries appear that poison all around him. Such was Tiriel<br/>Compelld to pray repugnant & to humble the immortal spirit<br/>Till I am subtil as a serpent in a paradise<br/>Consuming all both flowers & fruits insects & warbling birds<br/>And now my paradise is falln & a drear sandy plain<br/>Returns my thirsty hissings in a curse on thee O Har<br/>Mistaken father of a lawless race my voice is past<br/>He ceast outstretchd at Har & Hevas feet in awful death</p> </body> </html>