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LIBER TERTIUS VEL LABORIS 195 TISIPHONE, Dost thou think we fear Who are all fear? or feel, who are but pain? MEG-ERA. Creep round his heart, and cluster in his brain, Ye serpents of my hair ! ALECTO. His blood shall drip For sweet warm juice on my decaying lip. ‘TISIPHONE. My fearful wings enfold him ! ALECTO. My foul eyes Hold his in terror ! MEGAERA, All my agonies Crawl in his vitals! TISIPHONE, He is mine, mine, mine! Pour forth of Thebes’ abominable wine ! Mine, O thou god, detested and adored ! MEGA:RA. Mine! he is mine! my lover and my …
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…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 love is taken ere they wist ! Thee, thee I call! Odire one! O divine! I, the sole mortal, see…
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202 ORPHEUS Alas ! my soul is filled with fear, Is the hard 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! a…
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…peace. Shall the lyre cease? Its music be waste? Themselves not hear? I stride to the presence and sing: and my soul is not conquered of fear. Now the road widens and grows darker still As if the shadow of some ancient tower Cast its deep spell on the reluctant will. Still tortuous winds the deep descent; the hour Lies bitterer on my soul: I fear to fail, To loose in vain the lyre’s dissolving power On the white souls armed in that triple mail Of justice, virtue, truth: percipience Beyond the mute and melancholy veil That covers from the drowsy…
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THE STAR AND THE GARTER That is a hound’s life too. For me, The suicide stands grand and free Beside these others. Was it fear Drove him to stand upon the bank? The Paris lights shone far and drear ; The mist was down ; the night was dank ; The Seine ran easily underneath ; The air was chill: he knew the Seine By pain would put an end to pain, And jumped,—and struggled against death, I doubt not. Ye courageous men That scorn to flee the world, ye slaves Of commerce, ye that ply the pen, That dig, and fill, and loathe your graves ! Ye counter-ju…
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…I fall The 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 sa…
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…Awhile the tune creates These unfamiliar states Of thinking solitude. Awhile we gather clear A note of promise swell, A song of fate and fear, Assuring us who hear Of other shapes to dwell. A promise vast and grand As is the spangled sky ! We dimly understand ; We join the following band Of dancing greenery ! We see all Nature bend To high Olympus’ hill. Our tunes we choose and send; We follow to the end, O Orpheus, all thy will. Our little love and hate, Our hunger and our fear, Pass to a solemn state Pregnant with hope and fate. O Orpheus, we…
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152 ORPHEUS As the children of Fear In the Fear-God’s Power, And their names disappear As the fall of a flower! The universe-day (Whereof I am a second) Shall fall away And be no more reckoned; Shall fall into ruin. (Sad garden it grew in !) Unguessed at, unknown, Beyond them alone, Is a space that is grey As it caught them, and beckoned, And lost them—their way Is nor counted nor reckoned ! Inconceivable hollow, Eternity’s womb! Cataclysmal they follow, Tomb hidden in tomb. Keeled off and unspun, Time’s fashion is done In the ultimate Abysses …
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…nty and airy ! How perfect, how kind! How bright in her thoughts! How subtle, refined, The least light of her mind ! Let me approach ! O fear! O sorrow! I fear to encroach. Scree-king, I borrow Thy frown, thy pride, Thy magical targe. To her side I glide, To the mystical marge Of this lake enchaunted. O waters elf-haunted, Bear me toward her, A cruel marauder, A robber of light ! O beauty! O bright ! How shall I sing thee? Nay ! do not fly me! My bird, why wing thee? Be kind! O be nigh me! She speaks not. I'll follow! [Leaps from boat and wades…
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…ven, the walls Strike ; and the mirror Of water recalls No truth, but dim error. The soul of me falls Down to the glamour Of dream ; and fear Beats like a hammer. Ilere ! it is here! Lost are my friends ; The elements shrink Where the life-world ends On the icy brink Of the sunless river ; Inds, and for ever ! I pass to the portals Of death in my flight. I sound at the gates. I call the immortals Of death and of night. I call on the Fates By the summons of light. The gates are rended; The rocks divide ; My soul hath descended Abreast of the tid…
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…he great Name To a million vowels :— It escapes me, the flame ! But deep in my bowels Growls the deep lust, The bitter distrust, The icy fear, The cruel thought ! O! Iam here— And here is nought. I must rave on. I hate the 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…
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…e of my voices Uncalled and unheard, No song that rejoices OF beast or of bird, No sound of my children sublime, But the spirit of time. Fear is his name, Nor flickers nor dies His blackening flame. Beware, were thou wise ! Not him shalt thou hail from the dusk with thy breath ; His name—it is Death! My seasons and years, Shalt thou traffic with these? Art thou Fate? Are her shears Asleep or at ease? Though Time were no more than the shape of thy glass— Beware ! let him pass ! ORPHEUS. Not these do I fear, O Earth, for their peace. I cry till t…
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…ed, stirred Gigantic for roar of strepitation : whirred The essential All That was Her veil: her voice I had heard Had not large sobbing fears surged; will and word Fall Down from the black pearls of the night, down, back To night’s impearléd black ; Down, from chryselephantine wall And rose-revolving ball, Doomed, fierce through Saturn’s aeons to tear, Fraught with the glory of a dead despair. VIII. FLAVIA. I KISSED the face of Flavia fair, In the deep wet dews of dawn, And the ruddy weight of my lover’s hair Fell over me and held me there On …
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154 ORPHEUS Death is not at all! ’Tis a mask or a dream! The things that befall Only slumber or seem ! They fear; they appal— They are not as ye deem ! Death died when I dipped my lyre in the sweet Heliconian stream ! Give praise to your lord, All souls that draw breath, All flowers of the sward ! For the song of me saith: ‘¢ Sound the loud chord ! Let love be a wreath ! Death is not for ye any more, for I am the Master of Death!” PARABASIS.! As I sit in the sound Of the wash of the surf, On the long low ground, The trees and the turf; In front…
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…as we know them should be enough To glut our misery and our love. Renounce VIII. Why must despair to madness drive The myriad fools that fear to die? God’s but a fervid phantom drawn Out of the hasty-ordered hive Of thoughts that battle agony In the melancholy hours of dawn. When vital force at lowest ebbs Anzemic nerves weave frailest webs. OF LIFE 85 IX. So, be content! Should science cleave The veil of things and show us peace Well :—but by wild imagining Think not a golden robe to weave ! Such moulder. By fantastic case Ye come not well to …
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…es up the cry of the wind. Its eyes with weeping are blind. A strong hate whirls it behind As it flees for ever. Mad, with the tokens of Fear ; Branded, and sad, without cheer; Year after ghastly year, And it endeth never. And this is the mystical stranger, The subtle Arcadian God That lurks as for sorrow and danger, Yet rules all the earth with his rod. Abiding in spirit and sense Through the manifold changes of man, This soul is alone and intense And one—He is Pan. More subtle than mass as ye deem it He abides in the strife that is dust. Than…
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…s the summit ? Attained is the height. Down like a plummet To blackness and night Hope goes. Not here, Not here is Desire, The ease from fear, The ice from fire. Not here—O God ! I would I were dead Under the sod! My brain is as lead. My thoughts are as smoke. My heart is a fire ; I know not what fuel Is feeding its fury ! In vain I invoke The Lord of Desire ! He is evil and cruel. The spells of Jewry Are poured in his ear In vain: he may hear not. O would I were dumb! For the pestilent fever That bites my blood Forces like fear These babblings…
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… body, all the natural or ac- quired affections of the soul are laid open to view.”—PLAto, Gorgias. IMMORTALITY. I. I MOVED. Remote from fear and pain | The white worms revelled in my brain. Who travelled live may travel dead ; The soul’s no tenant of the head. They had hanged my body by the neck ; Bang went the trap. A little speck Shot idly upon consciousness Unconscious of the head’s distress When with dropped jaw the body swung So queer and limp; the purple tongue Shooting out swollen and awry. Men cheered to see the poisoner die. Not he! H…
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…ng blue So to my arms she came. And now, Now, now I hold her ! Broke the brow Of all wide heaven in thunder! Hear Tremendous vortices of fear Swirl in the ether. What new terror Darkens the blue pool’s silver mirror ? How bursts the mountain-chasm asunder? Whose voice reverberates in thunder Muttering what curse? The sun dissolves In anguish ; the mad moon revolves Like a wild thing about its cage ; The stars are shaken in the rage Of—who but Zeus? Before our gaze, (My love’s in shuddering amaze, Of birth deceived and death forlorn, And mine in…
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THE SIRE DE MALETROIT’S DOOR 83 dew falling on my heart? You have seen whether I fear death. No love worth Love’s name ever yet needed to be asked. And yet—in words! If you care for me at all, do not let me lose my life in a misappre- hension! Tho’ I would die for you blithely, faith, I had rather live on—in your service. Can you love me a little? Fool! Fool! Ay, there’s a pair of us—why do we wait here and let our happiness stand in the cold and knock at our door all night? BLANCHE. Don’t! Don’t make me more miserable and hopeless than I am. […