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… The mystery that is emptiness of air Purpose and power. What blossom do they bear? Stability and strength inform—what soul? Turn to me, love! the banks of air are soft. We are so safe; so happy we: Turn to me, love! the skies are blue, Our love can never falter; fate can never close Fleeced with the clouds that hang aloft, Hard on the flower of land and sea. Buds that may blossom into dew. Lift, O rose petals of my rose, Toward me, rest, dream on, we are here, we love. Turn to me, love! lie close and breathe There 18 no shadow above, The smoot…
1907 · PDF PAGE 60
LYETERNEL PRINTEMPS I HE eternal spring is in the heart of youth. They are nearest to the secret of the world, These lovers with their lithe white bodies curled Into the rhythm of a dance; the truth Is theirs that feel, not ours that idly see; Theirs that inhabit, and not ours that flee The intimate touch of love and think to sleuth By intellect all the scent of being, whirled In the wheel of time—roll back, slow years, and be A monument, a memory for me; That I may in their passion have a part, And feel their glory glow within my heart! II Thi…
1907 · PDF PAGE 83
PAOLO ET FRANCESCA AOLO ignites, Francesca is consumed. Loosened she les, and breathes great gasps of love; He, like an hunter, hungers, leaps above, Attains, exults, despairs. This love is doomed, Were there no hell. In granite walls entombed Lies the true spirit and the soul thereof. The body is here—yet is it not enough, These litanies unchanted, unperfumed? Live in the shuddering marble they remain: Here is the infinite credo of pure pain. Here let life’s agony take hold enough Of all that lives: let partial tears for them Wake knowledge, b…
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LE CYCLOPS SURPREND ACIS ET GALATHEE OILED in the hollow of the rock they kiss, Rolled in one sphere of rapture; looks intense With love, and laughter shapen of innocence! They cling, and close, and overhang the abyss. But over them! What monster, then, is this Crouched for his spring, gross muscles nude and tense, Bulged eyeballs ready for the rape, immense In hate, the imminent spectre? He it is, The Cyclops. Ay! thought Zeus, and what of that? Were it not well for love, in red rough maw Swift crunched, to expiate my eldest law? Better, far b…
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L'AMOUR QUI PASSE OVE comes to flit, a spark of steel Struck on the flint of youth and wit; Ay, little maid, for woe or weal, Love comes to flit. Hermes one whisper thrills. Admit! Kupris one smile aims—do you feel? Eros one. arrow—has he hit? Why do you sit there immobile? A spark extinct is not relit. Beyond resource, above appeal, Love comes to flit. 25
1907 · PDF PAGE 91
…Full in the gladness of the afterglow; Its royal head warred ever to and fro, Seeking the knowledge of the doom to be. Eve, in the naked love and liberty She had not bartered yet, moved sad and slow, Serene toward the sunset, murmuring low The tyrant’s curse, the hideous decree. Then she, instructed by the Saviour Snake, Saw once clear Truth and gave her life, and love, And peace, and favour of the fiend above, For Knowledge, Knowledge pure for Knowledge’ sake. The full moon rose. Creation’s voice was dumb For the first woman’s shame, strength,…
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LA FORTUNE “¢ AIL, Tyche! From the Amalthean horn Pour forth the store of love! I lowly bend Before thee: I invoke thee at the end When other gods are fallen and put to scorn. Thy foot is to my lips; my sighs unborn Rise, touch and curl about thy heart; they spend Pitiful love. Lovelier pity, descend And bring me luck who am lonely and forlorn.” Fortune sits idle on her throne. The scent Of honeyed incense wreathes her lips with pleasure. For pure delight of luxury she turns, Smooth in her goddess rapture. So she spurns And crushes the pale sup…
1907 · PDF PAGE 92
…eet song that saith: “ Ah! through the grace of languor and the glow Of form steals sunset flaming on the snow! Darkness shall follow as love wakeneth In moonlight, and the flower, chaste love, now bloom First in the bosom, after in the tomb— Kiss me, O sister, kiss me down to death!” 60
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LA TENTATION DE SAINT-ANTOINE N mystic dolour wrapt, the ascetic turns His vague untutored thought to love, and sees Himself exalted at the amber knees Of God the Father: his bowed forehead burns With chastity’s white star: no spirit yearns More keenly from the abyss; yet, God! are these Subtle star-sparks of spirit chastity’s? - These deep-set shiverings saint nor sage discerns ? Laughter and love are over him, entice His life to sweeter scent of sacrifice. She knows God’s will, not he! Her ardour licks Flowers from the dust. O fool! that, hea…
1907 · PDF PAGE 47
As he loved her do I love you”? So much they shall know, surely; never The truth, how lofty and fresh as dew Our love began, abode for ever: They cannot know us through and through. We have exceeded all the past. The future shall not build another. This is the climax, first and last. We stand upon the summit. Mother Of ages, daughter of ages, cast The fatal die, and turn to death! Let evolution turn, involving As when the gray sun sickeneth— Ghostly September! so dissolving Into the pale eternal breath. When all is done, shall this be said. Whe…
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ICARE' CARUS cries: “My love is robed in light And splendour of the summits of the sun. Wing, O my soul, 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 deligh…
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RESURRECTION ROM youth and love to sorrow is one stride. So to the thinker; to the lover’s self __ Rather it glides or swoons; the idle elf That plucks a rose, scatters its petals wide, ' Is like the wind, is like the moon-wrought tide, Is most like life: so soft to man, so hard To the all-gathering brain of a great bard! Christ answered: Peace to man amid the strife! I am the Resurrection and the Life. Let the graves open: see the woman grip Her goodly love, her gainful fellowship! See the man, hungry, grasp the willing bride, Grope through th…
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…it bend a fatuous knee To a fantastic deity. What crest or chrism were so good To work as Art, the crown upon Work’s brow? Thy will with love endued Lift up this loftier Parthenon! Thine art the consecrative oil To hallow us the Tower of Toil! 19
1907 · PDF PAGE 62
ACROBATES Y little lady light o’ limb Twirls on her lover's twisting toes. Lithe as a lynx, red as a rose, She spins aloft and laughs at him. So gay the pose, so quaint the whim, One stares and stares: it grows and grows. So swift the air she seems to skim One’s senses dazzle; wonder glows Warm in one’s veins like love—who knows? One follows till one’s eyes are dim My little lady light o’ limb. 38
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LES DEUX GENIES OOD bends and breathes into the rosy shell Of peace and perfume, love in idleness, Of pure cold raptures, hymns the mystic stress, Imagining’s reiterate miracle. Evil breathes, bending, the reverberate spell, Conjuring ghosts of the insane address Of agony lurid in the damned caress, Exulting tortures of the heart of hell. The maiden sits and listens, smiles. Her breath Is easy; over her bowed head fall deep Glowing cascades of hair; she combs her hair With subtle ecstasy, electric sweep Of unimaginable joy; let life and death P…
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…! Adonis, awake! thou hast risen above The fear in the forest, the brute in the brake. | Thou art sacred to shrines that are higher than Love! Adonis, awake! 1 Properly the sequel to Mort d’ Adonis on p. 62. 30
1907 · PDF PAGE 76
LE BAISER NFINITE delicacy in great strength Holds the white girl and draws her into love. All her lithe subtlety, her lovely length, Is sealed in the embrace about, above Her visible life. What mastery of repose, Compulsion of motion lurks for us therein. As we gaze back on Greece, as Nature glows, Simple and sacred, with no thought of sin, Yet born to trouble us, to fascinate. Here we are, back i’ th’ springtime of the earth; God above man; and above God, dire fate. Ancient cosmogony of peace and mirth! Careless, we careless, do invoke thy ri…
1907 · PDF PAGE 97
… the King Exists, no more; is it a little thing? King Demos, hear my parable! We pass, We poets, see you grovel at our feet, Despise our love, and tender flesh, and wheat, Clamour for lust, and carrion, and grass. 61
1907 · PDF PAGE 89
…ghs upswell, And sorrow shakes her: shame’s oblivious hell Burns round her body: in her eyes there swim Tears of deep joy, deep anguish; love's first hymn Is choral in her ear’s young miracle. She knows the utmost now: what waters white She held from heaven’s crystal fountains; flight Of what celestial birds struck down:—Ah me! What god or demigod hath struck remorse Into that close-crouched, cold, and desolate corse, Wailing her violate virginity ? SY / I
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…n the writhen brow, the bosom of distress ? Ay! for his anguish thou art gain enough— One thought, worth all Earth’s fame, and gold, and love! 47