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[00:00.90]Endymion by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - Terence Stamp
[00:11.71]The rising moon has hid the stars;
[00:14.74]Her level rays, like golden bars,
[00:17.58]Lie on the landscape green,
[00:20.38]With shadows brown between.
[00:23.55]And silver white the river gleams,
[00:26.10]As if Diana, in her dreams,
[00:28.57]Had dropt her silver bow
[00:30.55]Upon the meadows low.
[00:33.08]On such a tranquil night as this,
[00:36.89]She woke Endymion with a kiss,
[00:39.82]When, sleeping in the grove,
[00:41.98]He dreamed not of her love.
[00:45.47]Like Dian's kiss, unasked, unsought,
[00:49.07]Love gives itself, but is not bought;
[00:53.59]Nor voice, nor sound betrays
[00:56.94]Its deep, impassioned gaze.
[01:00.71]It comes,--the beautiful, the free,
[01:04.99]The crown of all humanity,--
[01:07.14]In silence and alone
[01:09.90]To seek the elected one.
[01:13.46]It lifts the boughs, whose shadows deep
[01:16.73]Are Life's oblivion, the soul's sleep,
[01:20.89]And kisses the closed eyes
[01:24.55]Of him, who slumbering lies.
[01:27.38]O weary hearts! O slumbering eyes!
[01:30.58]O drooping souls, whose destinies
[01:34.43]Are fraught with fear and pain,
[01:38.72]Ye shall be loved again!
[01:41.32]No one is so accursed by fate,
[01:45.11]No one so utterly desolate,
[01:47.27]But some heart, though unknown,
[01:49.31]Responds unto his own.
[01:52.33]Responds,--as if with unseen wings,
[01:56.75]An angel touched its quivering strings;
[02:00.04]And whispers, in its song,
[02:03.18]"'Where hast thou stayed so long?"