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1907 · PDF PAGE 236

Collected Works (Vol. III)

… the moon. Under the stars will I go forth, my brothers, and drink of that lustral dew: I will return, my brothers, when I have seen God face to face, and read within those eternal eyes the secret that shall make you free. END OF your lips, and flowers upon your eyes, and a sword in your hearts, and ye also shall see God face to face. Thus shall we give back its youth to the world, for like tongues of triple flame we shall brood upon the Great Deep— Hail unto the Lords of the Groves of Eleusis ! VOL. IIT.

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1907 · PDF PAGE 183

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… wild stryges shall obey the lyre, VOL. IT. Whence thy Lemurs shall gather and spring round, Girdling me in the sad funereal ground With faces turnéd back, My face averted ! I shall consummate The awful act of worship, O renowned Fear upon earth, and fear in hell, and black | Fear in the sky beyond Fate! I hear the whining of thy wolves! I hear The howling of the hounds about thy form, Who comest in the terror of thy storm, And night falls faster ere thine eyes appear Glittering through the mist. O face of woman unkissed Save by the dead whose …

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1907 · PDF PAGE 69

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…, but my life still lies Salient, unwounded, and to dule Wakes: I had rather you were now Medusa, of the awful brow, The snaky hair, the face of fear. So could I shut my eyes; feel how Your hair fell back on me and bit, Your lips descended on my face In one exenterate kiss: and wit I should abide a little space— So little a space !—and solemn rise, Face the black vaults of the alone, And, knowing, lift to you mine eyes, Look on your face, and turn to stone, XVI. THE schoolboy drudges through his Greek ; Plods to the integral calculus ; Makes su…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 204

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… ! TISIPHONE. Now he yields—or never ! HADES, Release! Relent! ECHIDNA. Fair lover, let my embrace Still gladden thee to rapture! let my face Be like a garden of fresh flowers to cull, And all thy being and thy body full As mine of gentle love—then sink to sleep ! MEG-ERA. Ha! Ha! She mocks him! In the utter deep, Her house of evil, sleep is stranger there. ALECTO. She sings ! TISIPHONE. The final misery! Beware ! ECHIDNA. O tender lover ! My wings still cover Thy face, and my lips Are on thine, and my tresses Like Zephyr’s caresses When the tw…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 198

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… shaken on my head. Cursed above gods be thou Whose blind unruffled brow Rules the grim place of unsubstantial things ! Hated, to me thy face Turns not the glance of grace. I rule unloved above the infernal kings, And only thee in all deep Hell I charm in vain, despair my royal spell. By might of famine long And supplication strong Demeter won the swift Hermetic word : In bitter days of eld Thus by great force compelled The glad earth saw me, careless of my lord, Rise to her crystal streams and sapphire seas, And Theseus thus owed life to Herac…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 235

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…e chief of sinners. Still, we may all freely confess that they are in many ways pictur- esque: and they do lead one to the Vision of God face to face, as one who hath so been led doth here solemnly lift up his voice and testify; but their method is incredibly tedious, and unsuited to most, if not all, Europeans. Let us never forget that no poetry of the higher sort, no art of the higher sort, has ever been produced by any Asiatic race. We are the poets! we are the children of wood and stream, of mist and mountain, of sun and wind! We adore the …

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1907 · PDF PAGE 187

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…ce in the place of pain. Oh now the central glory of the place Falls splendid on the unbewildered brain, And IT am found contemplating a face More passionless than mortals’: central sits Throned on pure iron, with brass for cara- pace, Minos: and either side of him befits The mighty Khadamanthus throned on gold And canopied with silver : sternly knits [lis brows the awful .lacus, in cold Splendour of justice throned on carven lead ; And o’er his head twin dragons bend and hold A cobra’s hood made of some metal dread Impossible on earth : how ca…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 161

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…ing song, And clear sweet clean-chiselled English, sharp and strong, Of the one man! among the latter men Who lived with Nature, saw her face to face, And died not : here in this consummate place, Immortal now, though the Antarctic sent Its mightiest coldest 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 imp…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 16

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…image flashed Of my divine boot-button girl? She is a dainty acrobat, Tailor-made from tip to toe ; A tiniest coquettish hat, A laughing face alight, aglow With all the fun of life. She comes | Often at morning, laughs aloud At the poor femm’ de ménage ; hums Some dancing tune, invades my cloud Of idle dreams, sits poised upon The couch, and with a gay embrace Cries out ‘‘ Hullo, my baby!” Shone Such nature in a holier face? We are a happy pair at least: Coffee and rolls are worth a feast, And laughing as she came she goes ! The dainty little t…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 47

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…o address me again ! SIR PERcy. What! I have loved you, and you me— No?—it cannot be so! and now—I am ill— you cast me away! (7Zurns his face away.) Forgive me, I am very weak. ANGELA (goes to him and stands over him). You shall have truth, you blind little fool. I hate you. From the hour you kissed that village drab, I hated you. I wanted your youth, your strength, your life, your name on my list, your scalp at my girdle. Enough ! Do you understand? These friends will teach you. May I never see your pale pasty face again ! [She spits at him an…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 207

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…uits to tread That lead to the fervour Of earth overhead ! Fire, thou dear splendour Of uppermost space, Turn to me tender Thine emerald face ! Thy rubies be blended With diamond light ! Thy sapphires be splendid, Extended to sight ! The portals be rended That govern the night, And the guardians bended To magical might ! O air of the glorious Garb of the globe, Don thy victorious Glittering robe ! The sun is before us; The moon is above. Rise and adore us Ye dwellers thereof! The Muses restore us To Greece: as we move Swell the wild chorus Of w…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 52

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…s apparently so sad relation ! Twill suit your rosy dreams to admiration ! But, be the gatepost witness ! it is rot. Still, if I hide my face with due decorum Behind a silken kerchief in the forum, And laugh aloud—at home— At the silliness of Rome, You'll forgive me, will you not? SCENE XIilI.! The Meeting-House of the Brethren Gathered Together To The Name Of The Lord Jesus, sub-section Anti-Ravenite of the Exclusive section. They are of course Anti-Stewart, and sound on the Ramsgate Question, while observing an armed neu- trality in the matte…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 120

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…INA OLIVIER, You laughing little light of wickedness, low ripples round you love and coils And twists the Casque of Gold about the child-face with a child-caress. O glory of the tangled net! O subtle vase of scented oils! You laughing little light of wickedness ! Through all the misty wind of light that glamours round you, sorceress, Your face shines out with feline grace, exults, a tiger in the toils! They shall not hold your passion in: fling, fling your lips, my murderess, On mine that I may pass away, a vapour that your passion boils, A ros…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 121

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…tch, eternal scientist, Straining mild muscles, leaving to its list The spasm-shaken body. So she flings The teeth-set fate of Fortune’s face un kissed Against the fiat : sets her clenchéd fist In his face: slides spinning with her body’s twist Into the inmost agony of things. EPERVIER ET COLOMBE., WHEN, at the awful Judgment-day, God stands Shrunken and shaking at my gaze, before My hollow seat of agony, it may be He shall discover me the great excuse For an ill world ill shapen by ill hands, For unit joy and misery ten score, For all his work…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 63

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… the ear ; The powers volcanic rise, Casting the lava red and sheer A million miles in ether clear Beyond the labouring skies. Ghastlier faces bend around And gristlier fears above. They see no sight: they hear no sound ; But look toward the chill profound End and abyss of love. The water and the skies are fallen Far beyond sight of them. All earth and fire gasp and expire: The night hath lost her starry host, Shattered her diadem. Eternity uplifts its brink To bar the wizard wings. The lightning stoops to let them drink. They silently espouse,…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 92

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…e ! Things as they are—their nature know! Act! Nor for faith nor folly turn ! The hour is nigh when man and wife, Knowing, shall worship face to face, Beget and bear the royal race. THE WHITE CAT. HAIL, sweet my sister! hail, adulterous spouse, Gilded with passionate pomp, and gay with guilt: Rioting, rioting in the dreary house With blood and wine and roses splashed and spilt About thy dabbling feet, and aching jaws Whose tongue licks mine, twin asps like moons that curl, Red moons of blood! claws, Like a white swan raping a jet-black girl, Wh…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 173

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…y gate, A dream gone from the hapless head By fury ofa fate! What image of the hope returns But stings with agony that which yearns? ‘*O face half kissed in faith and fear, Ieager and beautiful! Drop for mortality one tear! For life one smile recall ! There is no passion made for me— Klse were my water-well the sea.” Such tune my falling body snapped Within the sacred sides, | While the warm waves with laughter lapped, And changed their tunéd tides, And all my being was enwrapped, A bridegroom’s in a bride’s. Deep in the hollow of the place A s…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 247

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…ES GIANT, with iron secrecies ennighted, iii. 122 Glory and praise to thee, O Satan, ii, 18 God, I have rowed! iii. 28 God of the golden face and fiery forehead, ii. 22 Gone to his Goddess! the poor worm’s asleep, 1, 239 Good bends and breathes into the rosy shell, lll, 120 Go to the woodlands, English maid, i. 7 Great Liberator, come again, ii. 3 Green and gold the meadows lie, i. 24 HA! HA! Inthe storm I ride, ii. 136 Hail, child of Semelé! iii. 205 Hail! Hail! Hail! ii. 130 Hail, O Dionysus! Hail! iii. 203 Hail, sweet my sister! hail, adulte…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 178

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…ant with gold Of a diviner sun, An exultation Of life to life, of light to light untold. I? I remain, and see Across eternity My lover’s face, and gaze, and know the worth Of love’s life to the glowing earth, The kiss that wakes all life unto a better birth. So the swoon broke. I saw the face (Shining with Love’s reverberate grace) Of my own love across the lawn, As warm and tender as the dawn Tinting the snows of heaven-born hills, Enamelling the mountain rills With light’s chameleon-coloured dyes ; So shone the love-light in grey eyes, Changi…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 216

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…e to the star. I have risen! I am gathered as a lovely hawk of gold, I the first-born of the Motherin her ‘ecstasy of old. Lo! I come to face the dwellerin the sacred snake of Khem ; Come to face the Babe and Lion, come to measure force with them ! Ah! these locks flow down, a river, as the earth’s before the Sun, As the earth’s before the sunset, and the God and I are One. I who entered in a Fool, gain the God by clean endeavour; I am shaped as men and women, fair for ever and for ever. (The MANADS stand silent and quiet.) ORPHEUS.! Worship wi…

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