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LIBER QUARTUS VEL MORTIS 215 CALLIOPE. Ay! Ay! a woman’s silky tone Makes music for eternity her own, Till all men’s victories in song seem a dis- cordant groan. LESBIAN SHORE. _ Upon my cliffs of green, Beneath the azure skies, She stands with looks of fire, Sappho. Her hands between Lies the wild world; she flies From agony to agony of desire, CALLIOPE. Him, Orpheus, him she sings; Loosing the living strings, Till music fledged fares forth sunward on moon-wrought wings. LESBIAN SHORE. Yea, by the solar name, Orpheus her lips acclaim, The cent…
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…mother’s breast ; I tear asunder The womb that bore me; I arise in terror, Threatening to ruin her, crag, crown, and column, Reverberate music of that mighty and solemn Call of creation, Vulcan’s awful mirror. I rend the sky with clamour terrible, Shaking the thrones of earth and heaven and hell, Confound the universe in universal error. I sound the awful note that summons mortals, As I awake, to pass the dreadful portals And face the gloom of Dis, the unnameable immortals. Soft our mild music steals through thunder- ous pauses, A phrase made m…
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…HEUS I came indeed before this awful throne To seek a party favour, but I wait Shuddering and silent, steadfast and alone, And change my music at the call of Fate. For while ye spake in tumult, in this ear A music rang from earth’s remotest mine, From star and comet, flaming wheel and sphere, From Hell’s deep vault and from the Ilouse divine. A voice diverse, a voice identical Called me this hour from bitterest woes and black, Constraining eloquence and mighty thrall Of cosmic agony, and wrung me back From my poor plea to challenge in my song T…
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…ayev Ofjpas dypwras. —Baxyar Orpheus with his lute made trees, And the mountain tops that freeze Bow themselves when he did sing. To his music plants and flowers Ever sprung, as sun and showers There had made a lasting spring. Everything that heard him play, Even the billows of the sea, Hung their heads, and then lay by. In sweet music is such art, Killing care and grief of heart— Fall asleep, or hearing die. —FHenry VITI, . vocalem temere insecutze Orphea sylvz, Arte materna rapidos morantem Fluminum lapsus, celeresque ventos, Blandum et aurit…
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…olled round me and wrapped me in mist, Some 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 Wr…
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…tears of revival Fall, oh fall, to the black abodes of the lonely. I await, I await, I sing not for sorrow, Train the fugitive lights of music across me, Seek by force to avail me, vainly attempting Song with feather detested, agony futile: Ply these piteous exercises of cunning, Hateful—ay ! to myself! To me it were better Only to woo in the silence, magical silence, Silence eloquent, wert thou here or afar, love. Woo thee, nay! but abide in certain re- cession ; Stilled to the splendid currents fervid of passion ; Float to seas of an unassail…
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…ings 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 Back iron curses to the blessings vain I pour in desperate fervour from the lyre. So, baffled by the echoes of hell’s pain, Blinded by grisly glamour of hell’s fire, I take my refuge in the solitude And grandeur of that irony of ire, That mockery of mercy: thus I brood Apart, alone, upon the cause of Things And wait those fearful Three. A lifeless mood Stirs my grey being: ay! no…
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… melody, The song that dwells like moon-enkindled night. We draw from low palm groves and cedar hills, From stern grey slumbers, for thy music fills All earth with unimaginable delight. Have we not brought the leaves dew- diamonded, The buds fresh-gleaming, star-blossoms, and shed Our scent and colour and song around thy sacred head ? We that are flowers are kindled in thy praise, Even as thy song shed lustre and swift rays, Darting to brighten and open the folded flowers. The violet lifts its head, the lily lightens, ‘he daisy shakes its dew, …
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…Echo the drear discord, the tuneless tones. Keep us, dear God, from ill, What time the Hell-Wind whistles shrill. The King-Ghost hath no music but their rattling; No scent but death’s grown faint and fugitive; No light but this their leprous pallor battling Weakly with night. Jord, shall these dry bones live? O keep us in the hour Wherein the King-Ghost hath his power ! The King-Ghost girds me with his gibbering creatures, My dreams of old that never saw the sun. He shows me, in a mocking glass, their features, The twin fiends “ Might-have-been…
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…h in me; My waters will empoison the fair fresh-water sea ! CALLIOPE. Nay ! all is ended now. Cover the beaten brow ! Carry the brain of music into the wide Aggean ! No priest pronounce thy pzean Ever again, Apollo, Thou false, thou fair, thou hollow ! Die to a groan within a shrine ! Despair thy force divine! Thou didst achieve this ruin; let the seas Roar o’er thy lost name of Musagetes ! THE LESBIAN SHORE. Welcome, O holy head ! Welcome, O force not dead ! Reverberating joy of music subtly shed ! Welcome, O glorious, O laurelled one! Own off…
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LIBER PRIMUS VEL CARMINUM 153 I hear not a word, Though my music be rolled As the song of a bird Through fields of gold. Hast thou not heard? Have I not told The magic that bridleth the Gods, the Gods in their houses 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 a…
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…t of space Flames the immortal face! The glory of the comet-tailéd track Blinds all black earth with tears. Silence awakes and hears The music of thy moving come over the. starry spheres. Wrapped in rose, green and gold, Blues many and manifold, A cloud of incense hides thy splendour of: light ; 1 An imaginary animal, sacred to Venus. Hides from the prayer’s distress Thy loftier loveliness Till thy veil’s glory shrouds the earth from night ; And silence speaks indeed, Seeing the subtler speed Of its own thought than speech of the Pan- dean reed…
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…t-motion Moves the deep waves of eternity ; As the star-space lingers and moves on ; As the comet flashes and is gone; As the light, the music, and the thunder Of moving worlds retire ; As the hoarse sounds of the heaven wonder When Zeus flings forth his fire ; As the clang of swords in battle ; As the low of home-driven cattle ; As the wail of mothers children-losing ; As the clamorous cries of darkening death ; As the joy-gasp of love’s chosen choosing ; _As the babe’s first voluntary breath ; As the storm and tempest fallen at even ; As the …
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… Steady as light and hard as diamond ; One drop, one atom of constraint intense, Of elemental passion scorning sense, All the concentred music that is I. O! hear me not! I die; I am borne away in misery of dumb life That would in words flash forth the holiest heaven That to the immortal God of Gods is given, And, tongue-tied, stammers forth—my wife ! 4. Iam dumb with rapture of thy loveliness. All metres match and mingle; all words tire; All lights, all sounds, all perfumes, all gold stress Of the honey-palate, all soft strokes expire In abject…
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…hough, what Sibyl thinks. She argues ‘‘ he would have her grow So fell a Trixy—point device !— His Dante to her Beatrice Should seem—let music’s language show :— Andante move to Allegro, Alas for pianissimo!” And, in return, suspects I don One glory more than Solomon: ‘* Rocks cannot satisfy the coney ; Lingerie’s always worth the money.” In fine, flop, German, from thy throne ! Leave Greek and Papuan alone! What foreign tongues be worth our own? Is Armour jointed unawares ? Is Canning King, as Carlyle swears? This is indeed Cumaean lore— Ah we…
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…re 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 my brow Deeper delig…
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…ome 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.” Continues the tale of his wooing—'‘' / caught the lavish lyre, and sate.” Eurydice’s song—‘' Wh…
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…o 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 stubborn song? LE ACUS. Here in the House of Dole Where shadows hardl…
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…l 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 are written ! Time listens, obeys me ; All Nature replies ; Nought avoids me, nor stays me, Nor checks, nor defies. Tribute she pays me From seas unto skies, But Death—shall he heed me or hear? shall he list to the lyre and arise? O thou who art seated, Invisible king, The never-d…
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ORPHEUS Hyperion his treasure Of light that is rolled In music and pleasure Unheard and untold. We are kisses of light and of tears, love’s triumph on fear. We obey: I am here! ORPHEUS. Dim lights shed around me In many a form Like lovers surround me :— O tender and warm ! They hunt me, they hound me; They struggle and swarm— Come forth! I invoke ye united, the mani- fold shape of the storm ! THE TEMPEST. Wide-winged, many-throated, Colossal, sublime, I come and am coated With feathers of Time. I hear the deep note, head My pinions to climb, Th…