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…erty and distress Bend down the head that once was blithe and fair. Embattled toward the ancient armouress Age and despair! Where is the force of youth? The beauty where? What two-edged memory of some lost caress Lurks in the sorrowful pose and lingers there ? O melancholy mother! Sorceress, No more enchantress! What the harvest rare Sprung from the seed of youth and happiness? Age and despair. 20
…an! For all the world to see His work stands, shaming Nature. Clutched, combined In the sole still centre of a master-mind, The Egyptian force, the Greek simplicity, The Celtic subtlety. Through suffering free, The calm great courage of new art, refined In nervous majesty, indwells behind The beauty of each radiant harmony. Titan! the little centuries drop back, Back from the contemplation. Stand and span With one great grip his cup, the Zodiac! Distil from all time’s art his wine, the truth! Drink, drink the mighty health—an age’s youth— Salut…
…last From the long-held leash! The headlong, hot-mouthed girl Upon her sister like a star is cast, Pallid with death-in-life achieved. O force Of murder animal in the dead embrace! The implacable ardour, unavenged remorse For time’s insulting loss, quickens the pace Unto its prey that gathers, like a storm Shrouding invisibly the crater’s rim Whence fury yet shall wake, and fire inform The inane basalt and coruscations dim Of smouldering infamy. Bow down in awe! It is enough. The Gods are at feast. Withdraw! 49 H
…y strong success Daemonic-glittering through the wear and stress Of tortured feature; virtue’s soul doth shine, Genius and wisdom in the force divine That fills thy face; magnificence! no less. Ay! thou shalt drink the hemlock; thou shalt suffer And die for self respect, for love of others! To-day are men indissolubly brothers? Is my life smoother than the Greek’s or rougher? The Greek at least shall stead me in my craft. Crucify Crowley! Nay, my friends! the draught. 66
… gold. All this is folly. Rodin made him so, Evoked the strength, the goodliness, the glow. The form is little: in the mind there dwells Force to avail the childish heart that swells With aught that is. The golden prime is past— Aye! but a nobler gain is ours at last Who see man weary, but within our span The perfect promise of the overman. oo
…e de Univers, © L’(@uvre se dresse et affronte la Nature: percep- tion et mélange | Au seul centre silencieux d'une ime magistrale De la Force égyptienne, de la Simplicité grecque, De la Subtilité celte.—Libéré par la souffrance Le grand courage calme de l’Art Futur, raffiné En sa nerveuse majesté, glisse, profond, Sous la beauté de chaque rayon d’harmonie. Titan! Les Siécles amoindris s’enfoncent, S’enfoncent a4 l’‘horizon des contemplations. Debout, et léve D’un ferme poing la coupe supréme, le Zodiaque! La écume son vin—essence de l’ Art Ete…
…thy plumed caparison Through ninety million miles of space beyond sight! Utmost imagination’s eagle-flight Out-soar!” But he, by his own force undone, His peacock pinions molten one by one, Falls to black earth through the impassive night. Lo! from uprushing earth arises love Ardent and secret, scented with the night, Amorous, ready. Sing the awakening bliss That catches him, from the inane above Hurled—nay, drawn down! What uttermost delight Dawns in that death! Icarus and Gaia kiss. 1 Called “ Fille d’Icare”’ by the distinguished anatomists, …