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LIBER QUARTUS VEL MORTIS 205 AUTONOE. Fall soft and sweet ! AGAVE, Moaning for love the woods lie. AUTONOE. Sad the land Lies thirsty for our kisses. MANADS, All wild things Yearn towards the kiss that ends in blood. AGAVE. Blood! Blood! Bromius, Bromius! Ha! Bring wine ! MAENADS. Come, sweet God, Come forth and lie with us ! AUTONOE. Us, maidens now And then and ever afterwards ! AGAVE, Chaste, chaste ! Our madness hath no touch of bitterness, No taste of foulness in the morning mouth. AUTONOE, O mouth of ripe red sunny grapes! God! God ! Evoe…
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…th Of multiple mood That givest men birth And delicate food, Red wine to make mirth Of thine own red blood, And corn and green grass and sweet flowers and fruits most heavenly-hued ! Borne skyward in swoon By arrowy hours, Girt round of the:moon And the girdling flowers, The-sun for a boon, Sweet, kisses 'of showers, My soul is caught up In thy green-hearted waves. I drink at the cup Of thy sweet valley graves. My spirit may sup Slow tunes in thy caves. O hide me, thy child, in thy bosom, that the heart in me yearns to and craves. Most virginal…
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… budding Arahat? iii. 8 Substantial, stern, and strong, iii. 182 Surely, my God, now I am left alone, i. 78 Surely the secret whisper of sweet life, iii. 113 Sweet are the swift hard struggles, ii. 79 Sweet, do you scold? I had rather have you scold, iii. 62 Sweet, sweet are May and June, dear, i. 230 Swift and subtle and thin are the arrows of.Art, ili, 112 Syrinxis caught upon the Arcadian field,iii. 119 TAKE Oscar Eckenstein—he climbs, ii. 210 Tender the phrase, and faint the melody, i. 249 Tender the smile, and faint the lover's sigh, i, 24…
1907 · PDF PAGE 152
…cker than Cocytus, lurk the shades Darker than death’s, more terrible than hell’s, Uttering unwritten words: the silent wells Keep their sweet secret till the morning maids Bring their carved pitchers to the moss- grown side. . For now beyond, below the east, appears A hint as if a band, silvern and wide, The girdle of some goddess amber-eyed, Rose from the solemn company of the spheres. The sky is tinged, as if the amorous flesh Of that same queen shone through the girdle drawn By her own kissing fervour through its mesh. Last, glory of godhea…
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… Crusted in darkness lie the secret lights. Formed in the agony of earth as tears, Clothed in the crystal mirror of the years, We dwell, sweet-hearted nun-like eremites ! Diamond and ruby, topaz and sapphire, Emerald and amethyst, one clear bright fire, We are earth’s stars below, as 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…
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…ot that idle word ! SIR PERCY, What of this chaplain ? ANGELA. What of your guardian ? Sir PERCY. Curses of hell ! ANGELA. Hush ! hush ! sweet words must come from such sweet lips. Sirk PERCY. What shall I do? ANGELA. You leave your fate already in my hands? Nay, but once married, you'll be master then ! Sir PERCY. Shame, sweetheart ! ANGELA. You have the strength of mind to defy con- vention: we dine together: we—O love, how dare you look such looks as these P— At moonset ride you back, and none the wiser. This always: for did we marry, the la…
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LIBER SECUNDUS VEL AMORIS 169 I caught the lavish lyre, and sate Hard by the waterfall, Twisting its sweetness intimate Into the solemn call Of many dead men that were great, The plectron’s wizard thrall. Thus as she danced, nor ceased, nor cared, I set the sacred throng Of heroes into acts that fared In Argo light and long, The foes they fought, the feats they dared, In shadow-show and song. (The play of Argonautae is sha- dowed before them by Or- pheus’ magtcal might.) So faded all the dream: so stole Some fearful fondness in her soul ; Even …
1907 · PDF PAGE 162
… and source of bliss, And in his vast embrace to rouse me, madden Once with the light of passion, not to miss Uttermost rapture till the sweet loves sadden To sweeter ecstasy— Ah! man’s high spirit may not reach to Me! peace thrilled with young 1 J.e,, terrestrial: from Gaia, a form of yj, the earth. Iam Nature and God: I reign, Iam, 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…
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…agi- cally The full deep chorus stirs the sky ; Hark ! one voice beyond all Gives love’s own call, Not hers, Eurydice’s, But thine, thou sweet blood-breasted nightin- gale Waking thy choral wail From Mitylene to remotest seas ! THE RIVER HEBRUS, Was e’er a stream before So sad a burden bore Rolling a melancholy sorrow down from shore to shore ? CALLIOPE. O this is bitterness beyond belief. Grief beyond grief. Boots it to weep? I holp him not with force : What should avail—remorse? RIVER HEBRUS. Hear upon high the melancholy Antistrophe Matching…
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…S, In the heather deeply hidden, From the caverns darkly drawn, In the woodlands man-forbidden, In the gateways of the dawn, In the glad sweet glades descended, On the stark hills gathered high, Where the snows and trees are blended, Kissed at birth by sun and sky ; We have heard the summons: we are open to the day-spring’s eye. ORPHEUs. O broad-bosomed lakes Whence the mist-tears uprise, That shed in sweet flakes The gleam of the skies, Whose countenance takes The bird as he flies In kisses, come forth! I invoke ye, O lakes, where the love of …
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…one blister ; My arms are one ache ; But my brain is a fire, As erst on the fell, In the hall; let me dive To the under-abode, Where the sweet-voiced sister Of the Screes! shall forsake Her home for desire Of me! Say the spell ! Down then ! to drive— [He dives. The waters close over him. He rises. Misery ever ! I dived, and the best Could dive no deeper. Did I touch bottom? Never, O never! I stand confessed A footler, a creeper. These spells—’Od rot ’em !— Are vain as the world, As all of the stars. This mystery’s nought. But for cold! The lake…
1907 · PDF PAGE 156
…sons decay, Ere one sound of thy soul, O fervent and following years, springs over the solar goal ! Come forth to the sound Of the seven sweet strings ! Advance and rebound ! Be your. pomp as a king’s ! Girdled around With seasons and stings As a serpent’s encompassing Time. forth ! on the heavy grey wings! Come Ye arbiter lords That sit as for doom, Bright splendour of swords Leaps forth in your gloom ! But stronger my chords Shall lift in your womb The love of your passage and time, imme- morial ages, your tomb. | Ye linger for long, But ye p…
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… flame, rose-red, most subily curled Into its own infinite flower, all flowers above ! Its flower in its own perfumed passion, Its faint sweet passion, folded and furled In flower fashion ; And my deep spirit taking its pure part Of that voluptuous heart Of hidden happiness ! 2. Arise, strong bow of the young child Eros ! (While the maddening moonlight, the memoried caress Stolen of the scented rose Stirs me and bids each racing pulse ache, ache !) Bend into an agony of art Whose cry is ever rapture, and whose tears For their own purity’s undiv…
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… her white, white throat Like moonlight gleamed ; she moved Along the road, towards the farm, Too happy to be loved. ‘‘O Katie Carr! how sweet you are!” She only hurried faster: She found an arm about her waist: A maiden knows her master. Through grass and heather we walked to- gether ; So hard her heart still beat She thought she saw a ghost, and fast Flickered the tiny feet. ‘“*O Katie Carr, there’s one stile more! For your sweet love I’m dying. There’s no one near ; there’s nought to fear.” The lassie burst out crying. 1 A pass in Cumberland…
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…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 uttermost content I have of you, my tiny fairy, eh? Do you live in a flower, I wonder, and sleep and pray To the good God to send you dew at dawn And rain in rain’s soft season, and sun betimes, And all the gladness …
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…! 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 the profound, The warrior seas, Upstirred of the breez…
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…olly turn ! The hour is nigh when man and wife, Knowing, shall worship face to face, Beget and bear the royal race. THE WHITE CAT. HAIL, sweet my sister! hail, adulterous spouse, Gilded with passionate pomp, and gay with guilt: Rioting, rioting in the dreary house With blood and wine and roses splashed and spilt About thy dabbling feet, and aching jaws Whose tongue licks mine, twin asps like moons that curl, Red moons of blood! claws, Like a white swan raping a jet-black girl, Whose catlike body Mine, with hysteric laughter! O white cat! QO win…
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…faces Blushing through moss; and all the world is light With the unsufferably bright Full joy and guerdon of that sunny season By Love’s sweet trap of treason. So the bright girl is now a woman brighter; And childhood sees a reason Beneath the strong stroke of the goodly smiter For all the past: and love at last is hers. No more the bosom’s pride demurs, While in her womb the first faint pulse of motherhood soft stirs. AUTUMN. Full amber-bréasted light of harvest-moon, And sheaves of corn remembering the sun Laughing again for love of that care…
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… the heart I taste upon your tongue; I1is death-spasms our love-spasms, my wife ; His death-songs are the love-songs that you sung ! Ah! Sweet, I love you as I see him stagger On with hell’s worm a-nuzzling to his heart, With your last letter, like a poisoned dagger, Biting his blood, burning his bones apart. Ah! Sweet, each kiss I drink from you is warm With the dear life-blood of a man—a man! The scent of murder lures me, like a charm Tied by some subtlety Canidian. Ay ! as you suck my life out into bliss, Its holier joy is in the deadlier th…
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…s 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 sacred heart its iterant glee Of scathing tortures worth Hell’s a…