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1907 · PDF PAGE 105

Collected Works (Vol. III)

…aw my breath Into the hollow lungs of death ! There is no light, nor any motion. There is no mass, nor any sound. Still, in the lampless heart of ocean, Fasten me down and hold me drowned Within thy womb, within thy thought, Where there is nought—where there is nought! THE JILT. ‘‘ WHO is that slinkard moping down the street, That youth—scarce thirty—bowed like sixty?” ‘* Oh, A woman jilted him.” ‘‘ Absurd!” ‘ Con- ceit ! Some youths take life—are Puritans, you know!” I heard it, sitting in the window—glowed, Rushed to my wife and kissed her. L…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 201

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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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1907 · PDF PAGE 200

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…all clothe ye, and fashion An equal dress. Ye shall force compassion With awful stress From the soul that hath mocked me, and turned his heart from my song’s excess. The ruler of Hell, The invisible Lord, Hath laughed at my spell, Hath slept at my word. He hath heard me well— Awake, O Sword ! Shall he flout a suppliant thus and no answer of favour accord? If mercy be sundered From splendour and power ; If he answer with thunder The plaint ofa flower ; Shall justice wonder If Furies devour So bitter a heart, set a term to his date that was aye b…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 222

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…ring through the tented Air, his pavilion ! Moon, be eclipsed; be Ay; the pectis clangs me a soulless discord :— Let me break my visible heart a-weeping ! Loving? Drinking? Misery. Singing, sleeping Touch not my sorrow. Orpheus,-turn the sorrow-chord to the bliss- chord ! All may rise the easier that the one set. So our eyes from saddening at the sunset Turn to to-morrow. CALLIOPE. Silence. I hear a voice That biddeth me rejoice. I know the whole wise plan Of Fate regarding Man. THE LESBIAN SHORE. It is the sun’s dark bride Nuith, the azure-eye…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 70

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…Sigh not, but utter the intense award Of infinite love ; arise, burn cheek by cheek ! Dart, eyes of glory ; live, O lambent sword O’ the heart’s gold rushing over mount and moor Of sunlit rapture ! rise all runes above, Dissolve thyself into one molten lure, Invisible core of the visible flame of love ; Heart of the sun of rapture, whirling ever ; Strength of the sight of eagles, pierce the foam Of ecstasy’s irremeable river, And race the rhythm of laughter to its home In the heart of the woman, and evoke the light Of love out of the fiery womb…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 189

Collected Works (Vol. III)

… RHADAMANTHUS, Can a bodily presence save Against a shadowy wilt? MINOs. Thy hope doth dwell, O slave, Where thy mother fashioned it, 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 s…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 208

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…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 lost to thee and lost for ever ! Now breathes the night-air o’er the deep, And limb-dissolving sleep Laps my own country, and the maiden moon Gleams silver barley from the sea, And binds it royally Into a sheaf that waves to the wind’s tune. Th…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 225

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…d, when I do so, I find you at the beginning like Ladas or Pheidippides of old, running —ready to run until you achieve the goal or your heart burst; but you are among a crowd. I join you. Eight years ago this day you, Hermes, led me blindfold to awake a chosen runner of the course. ‘In all my wanderings in darkness your light shone before me though I knew it not.’ To-day (one may almost hope, turning into the straight) you and I are alone. Terrible and joyous! We shall find companions at the End, at the banquet, lissome and cool and garlanded;…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 67

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…mes, And all the gladness of the afterglow When you come shyly out of the folded bud, Unsheath your dainty soul, bathe it in blood Of my heart? Do you love me? Do you know How I love you? twittering rhymes I string you? Is your tiny life withdrawn Into its cup for modesty when I sing So softly to you and hold you in my hands, Do you love these You wild, wee wonder of wisdom? Now I bring My lips to your body and touch you reverently, Knowing as I know what Gabriel under- stands When he spreads his wings above for canopy When you would sleep, you…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 197

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… all these maidens played, and gathered them From sad green stem Rejoicing blooms with sunlight mixed therein, But she, for sin And iron heart of the ill-minded Zeus, Caught up the dews Deep on her ankles, and went noiselessly Toward the laughing sea, And sought new blossoms—O the traitor, Earth, That brought to birth That day, as favouring the desire that swelled Beneath her heart of eld, Where dwelt the lonely, the detested one Intolerant of the sun, Hades! But Earth for love of him, for spite Of the young girl’s delight, And shame of her own…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 193

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… Gods thy guide! Go and assail him ! MINOS. Stay, The Queen of Hell! ALACUS. That way Leads to the light of day. RHADAMANTHUS. A woman’s heart may yearn, To a man’s love may turn. MINOS. Should she, the ravished, spurn A man whose love is reft? ZEACUS. Meadows and flowers she left To Him—O bosom cleft With a wife’s loss !—a wife. RHADAMANTHUS., Too doubtful is the strife. MINOs. Yet go! perchance to life. ZEACUS. Go! and the Gods above Guard thee, O soul of love! RHADAMANTHUS, I doubt me much thereof, ORPHEUS, Ah me! I find ye but ill counsello…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 36

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… love you. Oh, you hurt me, you do indeed. Str PERcY. I love you, love you. Yes, you love me! Love! Christ! Yes, oh! I love you so, dear heart. MOLLY. Dear love, I love you. SIR PERCY. Ah, love, love, how I love you. This is the world! Love! Love! I love you so, my darling. Oh my white golden heart of glory ! MOLLY. I love you, love you so. Sir PERcy. Ah, God! I love yow! I shall faint with love. I love you so. [ANGELA, LADY BAIRD, 7s azscovcred behind the trees. She suffers the torments of hell, ANGELA (while the duet continues). Ah ! if there…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 19

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… things. With them—’tis chance or destiny : With us, we should but burn our wings. We love, and keep ourselves apart : Mouth unto mouth, heart unto heart, Thus ever, never otherwise. The soul is out of me, and swings In desperate and strange surmise About the inmost heart of things. This is all strange: but is not life, Death, all, most strange, not to be told, Not to be understood by strife Of brain, nor bought for gleaming gold, Nor known by aught but love? And love Far from resolving soul to sense, Stands isolated and above Immaculate, alone…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 162

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…alone. None other may abide apart: they perish, Drawn into me, into my being grown. None other bosom is, to bear, to nourish, To be: the heart of all beneath my zone Of blue and gold is scarlet-bright to cherish My own’s life being, that is, and js not other $ For I am God and Nature and thy Mother. I am the thousand-breasted milky spouse, Virginal also: Tartarus and Gaia Twinned in my womb, and Chaos from my brows Shrank back abashed, my sister dark and dire, Mother of Erebus and Night, that ploughs With starry-sandalled feet the fields of fir…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 179

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… me awoke, Making ime separate from the wings of life, Nothing avails me of the cruel strife With my own being : hideous sorrow fills My heart—O misery ! my wife! my wife! Stay ! if I cannot be the Absolute, Let me be man! discard the wailing lute And wake the lyre: the mightier than me Drag up the courage in me to dispute The battle with despair: awake the strings Stronger than earth, than the immortal kings Alike of death and life: invoke the sea That I may cross her on the viewless wings Of song, find out the desolating river That girds the …

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1907 · PDF PAGE 139

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…w they ! Creep I or climb. Their bridals they squander ! Nought withstands me, Unknown is their way ! Bursts me or brands me ; The sky’s heart? beyond her Nor Ileaven commands me, Sweet bosom they stray. Nor Space, nor Time. Shall these then obey me and hear? Shall Above, the supernal ! Below, the infernal ! Of all am I master. On Earth, the diurnal ! In all things eternal ! Life, love, or disaster ! Abiding unshaken, I sleep and I waken On wonderful wings; In depth and in height, In darkness and light, In weakness and might, In blindness and s…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 60

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…e and sphcre, perfect in every part, High above hope of Art: Though, be it said ! thou art nowhere now, Save in the secret chamber of my heart, Behind the brass of my anonymous brow. ! 12. Ay! let the coward and slave who writes write on ! He is no more harm to Love than the grey snake Who lurks in the dusk brake lor the bare-legged village-boy, is to the Sun, The Sire of Life. The Lover and the Wife, Immune, intact, ignore. The people hear; Then, be the people smitten of grey Fear, It is no odds ! 13. I have seen the eternal Gods Sit, star-wed…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 163

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…in my moving moven, Are as my tears: all worlds that ever swam As dew of kisses on my lips: I am. But thou, chief lover, in whose golden heart The melody and music lifts its pean, Whose lyre fulfilled of me, fathered of Art And that Sun’s song beyond the Empyréan, Who art myself, not any more apart, Having called my children by the call Pandean, Mellowed with Delphian gold, the Ephesian quiver, To float down Time for ever and for ever ;— [am thy lyre and thou mine harper: thou My music, I thy spirit: thou the lover And I the bride: the glory of…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 140

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…beauty and I Are of old even so As lover and lover. Come forth! I invoke thee ! the hills are aglow. THE SNOW. Bright breasts I uncover, Heart's heart to thy gaze ; O lyre of my lover, I know thee, thy praise.

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1907 · PDF PAGE 38

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…ped this! A cruel fool am I; I took an honied kiss ; I revelled in true bliss ; Yet never thought to try A keepsake to obtain To wear my heart upon. Now God is great and gracious; Iere’s medicine for my pain. She has left it; she has gone! How sweet the air and spacious ! I am happy—let me see! I guess some verse inspired By all her soul desired, Purity, love, well-being—ay ! and me: [He opens the note, reads :— ‘To love you, Love, is all my happiness ; To kill you with my kisses ; to devour Your whole ripe beauty in the perfect hour That mingl…

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