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…tars at his birth; Erato the fierce and the mild ; Polymnia grave ; and the girth Broad-girdled of gold and desire, Melpomene’s terrible lyre, That lifts up her life in the wild, The star-piercing pean, and floats in mid- ether, and sinks to the earth. These three of the Muses were mine; They nurtured and knew me and kissed. Erato was hidden in wine; Polymnia dawned in the mist: Melpomene shone in the pyre Ofterrors that burned in her lyre; But all of their passion divine I lost in the life and the stress of the world ere ever the soul of me wi…
1907 · PDF PAGE 182
… 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 fall Of Hades! All hail to ye, dwellers To the sorrowful womb; of night ! One after one But I am the soul In a man’s control. Ye have nought to do with the dweller of light ! They leap as a host With weapons of fire On a desolate coast, Where love is lost And the bitterness clings of fear, and the Hail to ye, hail sadness dogs of desire ! In the hollow vale, Your weap…
1907 · PDF PAGE 186
… city. But I, shall I halt At the thrice-barred portal In the lampless vault, I, half an immortal ? By love of my mother, By might of my lyre, By Nature’s assistance, I, I, not another Demand my desire, Rebuke your resistance, By mighty Apollo Whose power yet abides, Though his light may not follow Through Stygian tides ! By my power over things Both living and dead, By my influence splendid In heavenly court, The song of me springs. My favour is dread. Be your portals rended! Your bolts be as nought ! The ethereal kings Encompass my head. My s…
1907 · PDF PAGE 159
…ses of old? Art thou elder than they In their mountain of light? Is thy fugitive way Lost in uttermost night? Shalt thou not obey, Or my lyre not affright, If I call thee by Heaven and Earth with a God’s tumultuous might? If I curse thee or chide Shalt thou tremble not, Thou? Not move thee and hide From the light of my brow? Shall my arrows divide Not the heart of thee now? Art thou cased in strong iron to mock the spells that all others avow? Art thou muffled or hidden In adamant brass? Is my music forbidden In Orcus to pass? Have I cursed the…
1907 · PDF PAGE 151
…I am cloistered above Where the stars are at strife. I am life in thy light, and thy death Is part of my breath. My voices are many, Thy lyre is but one ; But thou art not as any Soul under the sun ! Thou hast power for an hour, The motherly dower. One voice 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 i…
1907 · PDF PAGE 131
…is : The Poet. Epode : Nature. BOOK II. Orpheus laments his wife—‘‘ Come back, come back, come back, Eurydice.” “ Fling down the foolish lyre, the witless power.” Complains of the antithesis of desire and power --‘' Le¢ the far music of oblivious years,” Laments—'‘ How can one hour dissolve a year's delight,” Tells of his wooing—'"' Jn child-like meditative movd,”’ Eurydice’s song—*' O shape half seen of love, and lost.” Continues the tale of his wooing—'‘‘ Such tune my fulling body snapped.” Invokes Aphrodite—‘' Daughter of Glory, child.” Cont…
1907 · PDF PAGE 136
…me sense of thy being, borne splendid; I dreamed, I desired, I was kissed. Some breath from thy music hath bound me ; Some tune from thy lyre hath found me. Thy words are as rushing of fire ; But I know not the lilt of thy lyre :— Thy voice is as deep as the sea ; Thy music is darkness to me. CALLIOPE. Child of Thracian sire, on me begotten,. Knowest thou not the laughter and the life ? Knowest thou not how all things are for- gotten, — . | Being with a maiden wife ? How a subtle sense of inmost being Wraps thee in, and cuts the world away ; Si…
1907 · PDF PAGE 187
…k 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 dreaded banners of the demon kings In fearful colours, and the vast inane Dome catches music from my mouth, and rings B…
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…y of bliss These and thou and I will mingle, Till all Nature’s pulses tingle, Hear and follow and obey thee, Thee, the lyrist; thee, the lyre ! These shall hear and not gainsay thee, Follow in the extreme desire, Mingling, tingling, mixed with thee Even to all Eternity. These, and all that of them is, Take from Calliope in this Single-hearted, many mouthéd, kiss. ORPIHIEUS, SEATED UPON OLYM.- PUS, TUNES HIS LYRE. ORPHEUS. First word of my song, First tune of my lyre, Muse, loved of me long, Be near and inspire! Bright heart! Mother strong! Swee…
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…ched in utter cloud, And the high sun eclipsed at very noon. So flash I back the glory calm and proud Irradiating the Three. So shall my lyre Sweep the vast courts with acclamation loud Of splashing music, of exulting fire That revels in its penetrating cover Of azure life that smites its flickering spire Of sworded splendour inwards, to discover Not justice, not discernment, not desire, Not passion, but the sheer will of a lover ! MINOS. Substantial, stern, and strong, Who lifts an alien lyre? Confounds our echoes dire With strange and stubbor…
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… awaken, The cavern is shaken With horrible groanings. Cryings and moanings And howlings draw near 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 …
1907 · PDF PAGE 163
…hat 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 my brow Deeper delight, new ardour, to discover …
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…n ! O matchless Apollo That granted the tune ! Time’s children follow The strings that commune With Nature well cloven that comes to the lyre’s lilt silver-hewn. O bays of the wind, And shoreland of Thrace! O beaten and blind In the light of my face ! Heaven thunders behind, Hell shakes for a space, As I fling the loud sound to the sky, and the vaults of the Earth give place. O mystical tune Of a magic litten Of music, the moon, The stars unsmitten, The sun, the unhewn Stones deeply bitten By runic fingers of time, where decrees of the Fates ar…
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178 ORPHEUS I step to the river. The lyre-strings quiver ; The limbs of me shudder; So cold is the mist ; So dark is the stream ; So fearful the boat ; So horrid the rudder ; So black is the tryst ; So frightful the beam ; So fearing to float ; The steersman so dread, The shadowy shape of a ghost that guides the bark of the dead! Aged and foul, His locks wreathe about him. Horrid his scowl ! Haggard his soul ! My songs control While they fear him and doubt him. I step in the boat, And the waters ache, And the old boards shake. I shall hardly fl…
1907 · PDF PAGE 140
…HEUS., Cold lips and chaste eyes Of frost-fall that leap, That shake from the skies On the earth in her sleep Kiss nuptial, arise As the lyre-strings sweep ! Come forth! I invoke thee, O frost, the valleys await thee and weep. THE FRosr. So silent and wise In her cerement clothes, So secretly lies My soul in my snows ; I awake, I arise, For my spirit now knows The first time in her eyes That a voice may unclose My petals: I hear it; I come; I clasp the warm ground In my passion profound. ORPHEUS. In valleys heaped high, In drifts lying low, Swi…
1907 · PDF PAGE 142
…nd of a snake. ORIPHEUS, O storm many-winded, O life of the air, Thou angry and blinded Hast sky for thy share. O mother deep-minded, My lyre to my prayer Responds, and the elements answer or ever| my soul is aware. Ye powers of deep water And sea-running bays, Earth’s fugitive daughter In deep-riven ways, i Enamoured of slaughter, A mirage of grays, Deep blues, and pale greens unbegotten, I turn to your lyrical praise. I tune the loud lyre To the haunts of the vale As a sea-piercing fire On the wings of the gale. I lift my desire, I madden, I …
1907 · PDF PAGE 145
…eft me, The light of the earth. If Fate had bereft me, Oh Muse, of thy birth, Still I had cleft me A way in her girth! | I tune the loud lyre once again to the mother of men in her mirth. O mighty and glad In spring-time and summer ! O tearful and sad When the sun is grown dumber, When the season is mad, And the gods overcome her, When the sky is fulfilled of the frost and the fingers of winter numb her ! O marvellous earth Of multiple mood That givest men birth And delicate food, Red wine to make mirth Of thine own red blood, And corn and gree…
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216 ORPHEUS Ah! the bitter legacy left of lyre-light ! Thou wast Nature’s prophet, a wise magician; Magic fails, and love is a false physician :— Deep our disease is ! Now to us the crouching over the firelight, Eating out for hunger of love our vitals! (Eaten out the hollower for respitals Swift as the breeze is.) Ay ! the golden age is a broken vessel. All the golden waters exhale, evanish., Joy of life and laughter of love we banish : Damued is the will dead. Now with brass and iron we writhe and wrestle. Now with clay the torrent of fire is…
1907 · PDF PAGE 149
…s she ahove hath Night’s. Our sweet clean song pierces the cover, And thin keen notes of music flit and hover Like spirit-birds upon the lyre of this our lover. We, children of the mountains, lying low On earth’s own bosom, deep, embowered, flow In wide soft waves of land: upon us sweep The mightiest rivers: in our hollows lie Great lakes: our voices hardly rise, but die In the cold streams of air: shallow and deep: Leagues by the thousand, dells a minute long; All we are children of the mighty throng That cluster where the mountains fail, and …
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…f her heart be set So deep and awful a fire, though the net Of all her robes be frail as we are fine, We gather, listening to the living lyre Like falling water shot with amber fire, And blown aloft by winds even to heaven’s desire. Deep starry gems set in a silver sea, Sullen low voices of dark minstrelsy, Light whispers of strange loves, of silver woven, Dumb kisses and wild laughter following: All these as lives of autumn and of spring We are: we follow across the rainbow cloven, A never-fading path of golden glory, Whereof the lone Leucadia…