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WHY JESUS WEPT Sir PERcY. Love you? Ah, Christ! I love you so! Say you love me, loveme! Sayso! Again! Again! Aloud! I must hear, or I shall die. MOLLY. I 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 lov…
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…e! Hell’s worm ! MOLLY. Yes, do not leave me. Let us away now ! No, I must tell them, fetch my— SiR PERCY, No! Nothing is necessary unto love, Not even light. In chaos love were well. I love you, love you so, my love, my love. No! No! MOLLY, HIow I love you! Oh, kiss me again ! Str PERCY. Yet you were best to go. This bites like Ilell’s worst agony. ANGELA. Amen ! MOLLY: God be with you! Sirk PERCY. Till we meet again. MOLLY. At moonrise. Sirk PERCY. At your door. ANGELA, At moonset he shall crawl away from mine. The dog! YThate him ! So much t…
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LOVE-SONGS 61 ‘*From Wastdale Head to Kirkstone Pass There’s ne’er a lass like Kate : ’— The gentle child looked up and smiled And kissed me frank and straight. The night was dark, the stars were few :— Should love need moon or star? Let him decide who wins a bride The peer of Katie Carr. X. NORAH. NorAH, my wee shy child of wonderment, You are sweeter than a swallow-song at dusk ! You are braver than a lark that soars and tfills His lofty laughter of love to a hundred hills ! You lie like a sweet nut within the husk Of my big arms ; and utterm…
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…R 13 XXVII. Do you recall? Could I forget? How once the full moon shone above, Over the houses, and we let Loose rein upon the steeds of love? How kisses fled to kisses, rain Of fiery dew upon the soul Kindled, till ecstasy was pain ; Desire, delight : and swift control Leapt from the lightning, as the cloud Disparted, rended, from us twain, And we were one: the aerial shroud Closed on us, shall not lift again For aught we do: O glamour grown Inseparable and alone ! And then we knew as now the tune Our lives were set to, and sang back Across th…
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12 THE STAR AND THE GARTER Back! OI love you evermore. But, be our bed the bridal sky ! I love you, love you. Iither, shore Of far unstained eternity ! There we will rest. Beware! Beware! For I am young, and you are fair. Nay! Iam old in this, you know! Ah ! heart of God! I love you so! XXV. O WHAT pale thoughts like gum exude From smitten stem of tropic tree ! I talk of veils, who love the nude ! Witness the masterpieces three Of Rodin that make possible Life in prosaic Paris, stand About the room, its chorus swell From the irritating to the g…
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… gentle waves like lips my breast, my two small breasts, Rose flames on ivory seas ! SECOND MANAD. Nay! Nay! Of ivy, clingst thou so for love? O soul A VOICE AS OF THE RUSTLING OF Ivy. For love. SECOND MAENAD. Cling not so close! O no! cling closer then ! Let thy green coolness twine about my limbs And still the raving blood: or closer yet, And link about my neck, and kill me so! THIRD M-ENAD. Soul of the rock ! Dost love me? A VOICE AS OF FALLING ROCK. I love thee. THIRD: MAENAD. Woo me then! Let all the sharp hard spikes of crystal dart, Pres…
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34 WHY JESUS WEPT Do I perspire now? Do my cheeks run down nasty wet tears? Is my love a mono- tonous harping on one word? Love, Percy —dare I call you Percy? SiR PERcY. If I may call you Angela. ANGELA. Love, Percy (she lays one hand on his shoulder and looks deeply in his eyes), is wit, and laughter, and wisdom; all of love, and in it; but love without these is a mawkish, moonish distemper of folly—and will pass. I shall not pass, my love!—Ah! you feel my breath upon your face |! Sir PERcY. ~Yes—do not! ANGELA. I shall do so—you dare not move…
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…,” say you now, Poor baby of the weary brow, Struggling with metaphysic lore? “* But these, being women, gave you more: 3 $ You spoke of love!” Indeed I did, And you must counter me unbid, Forgetting how we must define This floral love of yours and mine. That love and this are as diverse As Shelley’s poems and my verse. And now the bright laugh comes in spite Of all the cruel will can do. “T take,” you say, ‘‘a keen delight In Shelley, but as much in you.” There, you are foolish. And you know The thing I meant to say. O love! What little lightn…
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64 ROSA MUNDI, AND OTHER LOVE-SONGS Of mind: they roll, a rippling stream Hurrying, hurrying : hour by hour The brain throbs: shall I never rest? Ay! fora little: peace supreme Receives my head that lies a flower Borne on the mountain of thy breast. XVIT. SPEAK, O my sister, O my spouse, speak, speak ! 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 …
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… I overlord. So flits out, like a sword Flashed through a duellist’s live heart, My thought ; in all the abodes of sense, The shrines of love and art, The adytum of omnipotence, I am supreme, through thee, sweet Angela ! For all the beauties of the universe, The glories hidden in the flower’s cup, All, all that wakes the soul to worship, verse, Ripe verse, all wines, all dreams that the soft God lifts up: All these are eidola, Mere phantom will 0’ the wisps, thy love the real ! There is no more ideal lor me 3 romance hath shot its bolt; The bad…
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120 RODIN IN RIME ICARE,1 ICARUS 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 un- done, I1is 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 do…
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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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… 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, at last to die, For love’s own sake, bliss dearly bought For change’s altering coin ill-wrought, It seemed as though the soul were strange, Not fledged, not capable to range At random through …
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…iends a little while may grieve, And then forget: but we, elate, Live in a larger air: awake, Compassion in the Halls of Truth ! Disdain love for love’s very sake ! Take all our beauty, strength, and youth, And melt them in the crucible To that quintessence at whose gleam Gold shudders and grows dull; expel The final dross by intimate stream Of glowing truth, our lunar light ! Are you not ready? Who would stay? Arise, O Queen, O Queen of Night ! Arise, and leave the little day! XXXII. Lapy, awake the dread abyss Of knowledge in impassioned eyes…
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62 ROSA MUNDI, AND OTHER LOVE-SONGS Let the lake of thought be as still as dark- mans ! Broeding over magian pools of madness ! Love, the sun, arise and abide above us, Mary Mavourneen. XII. XANTIPPE. SWEET, do you scold? I had rather have you scold Than from another earn a million kisses. The tiger rapture on your skin’s Greek gold Is worth a million smiles of sunken cold And Arctic archangelic passion rolled From any other woman. Heaven misses The half of God’s delight who doth not see Some lightning anger dart like love and strike Into the s…
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… the calm wave retires. Down all the fearful fires Go thundering to darkness, so dissever Their being from pure being, that the river Of love is waveless now, and is pure love for ever. Then mightier than all birth of stars or suns, Breaks the vast flood and trembles in its tide. Serene and splendid shine the mystic ones, Exult, appal, reiterate, abide. Timid and fleet the earth Comes rushing back to birth, Brighter and greener, radiant with gold Of a diviner sun, An exultation Of life to life, of light to light untold. I? I remain, and see Acr…
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… up- swell, 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? LA TENTATION DE SAINT- ANTOINE. In mystic dolour wrapt, the ascetic turns His vague untutored t…
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…ss of air, Purpose and power. What blossom do they bear? Stability and strength inform—what soul? From mystery that is cloud Turn to me, love! the banks of atr are soft. Turn to me, love! the skies are blue, Fleeced with the clouds that hang aloft, Buds that may blossom into dew. Turn to me, love! lie close and breathe The smovth waves of the wind / Lhe zephyr in thy locks I'll wreathe, The breeze entwined, We are so safe; so happy we: Our love can never falter, fate can never close Hard on the flower of land and sea. Lift, O rose petals of my …
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… rose. The bright eyes gleam—night’s spotless stars Glimmering through folded nenuphars. The red mouth moves, still to the word: ‘* Ves, love!” and ‘‘yes, love!” Then I heard No sound and saw no sight—the world Folded its mighty wings, and curled Its passion round us; bade forget The joy with which our eyes were wet. All faded, folded in the bliss ; Unfolded the first fadeless kiss. Then my soul woke, not sundering lips, But winged against the black eclipse Of sense: my soul on wings did poise Her glory in the vast turquoise Of the whole sky : …
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… Be drawn out with an hook 2?) Enough; [see This I can answer—or Ernst Llaeckel can ! Now, God Almighty, rede this mystery ! What of the love that is the heart of man? Take stars and airs, and write it down ! Mill all the interstices of space With myriad verse——own Thy disgrace ! Diminish Thy renown ! Approve my riddle ! This Thou canst not do. 17. O living Kose ! O dowered with subtle dew Of love, the tiny eternitics of time, Caucht between flying seconds, are well filled With these futilides of fragrant rhyme ; In Love’s retort distilled, [In…