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No stone of London soon shall stand upon another, No son of her throughout the land shall know his brother. I will destroy her who is rotten : from the face Of earth shall fail the misbegotten, root and race ; And the fair country unto them again I give, Whom in long exile men contemn : for they shall live.” Yea, they shall live ! The Celtic race ! Amen ! And I Give Praise, and close mine eyes, cover my face, and laugh— and die. 7
1901 · PDF PAGE 7
…l contemplate What was delight, is ruin, may breed love again, Even as darkness breeds the day : when life is slain. * * * * * * * O who will hear my chant, my cry ; my voice who hear, Even in this weary misery, this danker mere, Me, in mine exile, who am driven from yonder mountains Blue-gray, and highland airs of heaven, and moving fountains ? Me, who shall hear me ? Am I lost, a broken vessel, Caught in the storm of lies and tossed, forbid to wrestle ? Shall not the sun rise lively yet, the rose yet bloom, The crown yet lift me, life beget f…
1901 · PDF PAGE 17
…light. My lips, that drank the Heliconian rill, Murmur with slow delight. I see the faces of the lyric Nine ! The Rose of God its petals will unfold ! I madden with the ecstasy divine ! My soul leaps sunwards, shrieking—and behold ! Out of the ocean and the kindling brine Apollo’s face of gold ! What music, what delirium, what delight ! What dancing madness catches at my feet ! A tongue of fresh, impossible, keen light Burns on my brow—a silver stream of heat. I am constrained : The Awful Word I write From the one Paraclete. 15
1901 · PDF PAGE 8
…on land and sea, She is fallen, is fallen ! Her breath I take to me. That which I gave I take, and that she thought to build, I, even I, will break it flat : my curse fulfilled. 6