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1907 · PDF PAGE 206

Collected Works (Vol. III)

…l task and the labour is ended; The toils are unwoven, the battle is done ; My lover comes back to my arms, to the splendid Abyss of the air and abode of the sun. The sword be assuaged, and the bow be un- bended ! The labour is past, and the victory won. The arrows of song through [fell cease to hurtle. Away to the passionate gardens of Greece, Where the thrush is awake, and the voice of the turtle Is soft in the amorous places of peace, And the tamarisk groves and the olive and myrtle Stir ever with love and content and release. O bountiful bo…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 182

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…warders are beaten To the blackness below They go in confusion; - With my soul aglow. Their place is not found. No taint of a fear ! The air hath eaten For I know, I know With wide-gaping jaws Eurydice near, A furious folk. Eurydice here! The purpose divine Thrills my soul as wine. NowI pass to the soul of the dark, confront- ing the innermost shrine. . Lost is the cause In Tartarean smoke. I, through the wall Of impassable gloom, Apart from the sun, Pass as a ghost, Hail to ye, warders Bearing the lyre. That guard the borders The sad notes fal…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 211

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…h of ripe red sunny grapes! God! God ! Evoe! Dwell! Abide! AGAVE. I feel the wings Of love, of mystery ; they waft soft streams Of night air to my heated breast and brow. MANADS. He comes! Iie comes! AGAVE, Silence, O girls, and peace ! The God’s most holy presence asks the hymn The solemn hymn, the hymn of agony, Lest in the air of glory that surrounds The child of Semelé we lose the earth And corporal presence of the Zeus-begot. AUTONOR, Yea, sisters, raise the chant of riot! Lift Your wine-sweet voices, move your wine- stained limbs In joyfu…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 185

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… me. Lament- I tremble, I fear me ! My lyre is forsaken. The heart of the hollow Is helpless to bear The notes of Apollo Through Stygian air. But heavier shrieking Revolves and resounds In the ghastly profounds; And the voice unspeaking Of the hound of the damned Runs eager, and bounds, Malignantly crammed In my ears, and the noise Of infernal joys In the houses of sin :-— Let me pass to a direr place, to the terrors unspoken within ! Dead silence succeeds The sound of the prayer. Again the loud lyre Shudders and bleeds In the desolate air With…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 31

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…sun. Anon! Anon! Let us both begone, Thou fiend that pourest One by one These evil words In my ear, in my heart ! Here on the summit The air is too thin. Wild as the winds Let me ride! Let me start Over the plains ; For here my brain’s Numb, it is dumb, it Is torn by this passion. Down! Eagle-fashion Drive to the level! Teeth ! you may gnash on ! My body’s anguish Is help to my soul. Hail to the revel ! The dance of the devil, The rhythms that languish, The rhymes that roll! Down like the swine Of the gross Gadarene In a maddening march From th…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 106

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…r marriage; firmer than the root Of love or lust could plant our joy, my wife, We stand in this, the purple-seeded fruit Of yon youth’s fair and pitiable life. Do I not fear that you may treat me so? One day your passion slake itself some- how, Seek vigour from another murder? No! You harlot, for I mean to kill you—now. THE EYES OF PHARAOH. DEAD Pharaoh’s eyes from out the tomb Burned like twin planets ruby-red. Enswathed, enthroned, the halls of gloom Echo the agony of the dead. Silent and stark the Pharaoh sate : No breath went whispering, hu…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 71

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LOVE-SONGS 65 Lie still, O love, and let me hide my brows In the deep bosom and the scented vales. Thy deep drawn breath embrace my hair, resume My life in thine! With gateways of old gold. gales Sing like smooth silence through the extreme perfume. Here is an amber house Far nightin- Moving, flying, exulting, on we go, Borne on blue clouds of glory. On the river, Over the mountains of the night, above The stars of the night, above the floral glow Of the sun dawning now for us for ever Who rest content in the abode of love! Lie still, O love, a…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 187

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… sing, to answer, or to ask As all may happen : now the stern light shone Vivid across the blackness, and the rock Recedes: the narrow stair is changed and gone And the wide air invades: a mighty shock To my numbed senses void of vital air And to my lyre reverberate to mock With clanging echoes and discordant, where The dome reached up, almost to earth, so high Rolled back the pillars and the walls, aglare With iron justice’ frightful symmetry Blazoned in blood-like flame, gushing from springs Unseen, unguessed, incredible! There fly The dreade…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 196

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… blood, And a new birth is current in the bud. Str. 3. Think, then, the deed impossible is done Since Theseus fared forth to the ambient air ! His thread once cut—was that indeed respun Or patched by witchery? a deceit? a snare ? I tell ye; past and future are but one, And present—nothing; shall not Hades dare His own omnipotence against the Sun, And let no tittle of his glory share With all the earth’s recuperating wheel, And evéry dawn’s sure falchion-flash of steel? Ant. 3 [Echo of the Damned]. Indeed, a deed impossible was done Were the new…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 161

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…dest wave and rose and rent The coral and annihilated land, Or though the swarthy hand Or foot misshapen of the Hephaestian, (Hating the air-breathing man, In such sweet love as dwells, above all other places Ilere, in our hearts and faces, Nature’s and man’s) if his coarse hand or foot, The implacable forceful brute, Shifted towards the bellows, and one blast Blew through all the air aghast And in one vast ‘Vitanic war, Almighty avenging roar, Oahu flung skywards blown in dust—and was no more— Even then immortal stands This loveliest of all la…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 194

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…s of infernal law Stand ranked about the venerable sides Of the black cave: they speak not; dumb they stand And all the frost of all the air abides Upon them, as a vampire stooped and spanned The white throat ofa maiden and held still Her powers by virtue of its hate’s command, Somewhat like love’s: so all the solemn chill Invades those statued ranks of warriors, And I pass through, the lightning of my will A steady stream of flame: high instinct pours Its limpid light of water on my mind, So that I range inhospitable shores Assured of Her I sh…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 15

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…d ! The ancient and devoted dizzard ! Appear, thou dream of loveliness! She wore a rose and amber dress, With broidery of old gold. Her hair Was long and starry, gilded red. Her face was laughter, shapen fair By the sweet things she thought and said. Her whiteness rustled as she walked. Her hair sang tunes across the air. She sighed, laughed, whispered, never talked. She smiled, and loves devout and rare Flickered about the room. She stayed Still in the dusk: her body sang Out full and clear ‘‘O love me!” Rang The silver couplets undismayed, Br…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 175

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…ply through With lightning’s temper keen and true, Splitting the ether: so again Grew on me the ecstatic pain, Seeing her tremble in mid-air. No flower so exquisitely fair Shakes out its petals at the dawn ; No breath so beautiful is drawn At even by the listening vale. For oh! she trembled! Frail and pale, Her looks surpassing loveliness Lulled its own light to fond distress, As if the soul were hardly yet Fit to remember or forget New-born ! and though the goddess bade The nymph-bud blossom to a maid, And soulless immortality Reach to a soul,…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 98

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…lash of murder. From them drips This heart’s blood ; you have fed your fill on me. I am exhaust, a pale, wan phantom floating Aimless in air, than which [am thinner. You I see, more brilliant, of that sanguine hue ([f anything be true that I can see) Full fed ; you smile, a smile obscenely gloating On the voluptuous wreck your lust hath wrought. See the loose languor of precipitate thought These versicles exhale! ILow rude the rime! There is no melody; the tune and time Are broken. Thirteen centuries ago They would have said, ‘‘ Alas! the youth…

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…With swift hard rhythm, the remorseless clang ; Or as a serpent loosening his fang To bite more deeply—this inane distress More than despair or death’s detested pang. I live—that shames me! Iam not a man. Nothing can I to sharpen or to span My throat with iron fingers, or my sword In my heart’s acid where the blood began Long since to leap, and now dropsdeadly slow, Clotted with salt and sulphur and strong woe. I shall not die: the first sight of the sward Stained with the spectral corpse had stung me so, Not stabbed me, since I saw her and sur…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 208

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…ard conquest here? Where is Eurydice? The god hath faded Back to invisible abodes And on these rocky roads Comes no deep perfume of her hair light- braided. Alas! I listen ! and no breath Assures the walls of death That life remembers, that their hate is quelled. My ears, my scent avail. me nought; My slavish eyes are bought By the command wherewith I am compelled, Alas ! my heart sinks momently. Fear steals and misery. From faith in faith of Hell my thoughts dis- sever. Yet, O my heart! abide, endure! Seek not by sight to assure, Or she is los…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 212

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206 ORPHEUS Ay ! and with serpent hair And limbs divinely fair Didst thou, Dionysus, leap forth to the nectar air ! Ay! thus the dreams of fate We dare commemorate, Twining in lovesome curls the spoil of mate and mate. O Dionysus, hear ! Be close, be quick, be near, Whispering enchanted words in every curving ear! O Dionysus, start As the Apollonian dart ! Bury thy hornéd head in every bleeding heart! AGAVE. He is here! He is here! AUTONOE. Tigers, appear ! AGAVE. To the clap of my hand And the whish of my wand, Obey ! A'UTONOE. 1 have found A …

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…o the thing directly. . . 1 would of all things have a proper place in a retired situation, where I may have access to fields, and sweet air, provided against the moment I arrive. I am inclined to think one may be better concealed in the outermost skirt of the suburbs, than in the country or within the town. A house quite detached in the country I should have no objections to, provided you judge I shall not be liable to discovery in it. The place called Bermuda I am utterly against. Dear Tom, do this matter cleanly and cleverly, without waiting…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 188

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…trange and stubborn song? LE ACUS. Here in the House of Dole Where shadows hardly dare Stand, who doth deem to fare Forth from the outer air Mortal, a strenuous soul? RHADAMANTHUS. The large and lordly land Fertile of earth hath sent With dolorous intent Some shape or element. What spell of might hath rent The veil of Hell, and bent Death’s purpose to his hand? MINOS. What shaft from the bow of Apollo? ZIACUS., What quiver of wonder Hath cleft the black walls of the hollow RHADAMANTHUS, What terror ? MINOs. What thunder Hath shaken Hell’s gates…

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… Oh heart of a fool, in thy breast. EACUS. Away, away to the skies! RHADAMANTHUS. That our dead may take their rest. MINOS. Arise to the air, arise ! cEACUS. Away to the mountain crest ! RHADAMANTHUS. Veil, veil from the awful eyes ! MINOS. Endure thy heart as it may, And steel thine heart, Thou shalt hear and know and obey As I say ‘‘ Depart” ; Lest the arrow find its way And the sternly-shapen dart. AL ACUS. A second our justice waits. RHADAMANTHUS. It falleth anon. MINOS. O fool of hopes and hates Arise and begone ! AL ACUS. O toy of the mir…

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