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1904 · PDF PAGE 90

The Argonauts

…ng the blue rays to the tune Of softly-sliding amber. Dim winds shall whisper echoes of Our slow ecstatic breath, Telling all worlds how sweet is love, How beautiful is death. MEDEA. Sing, Orpheus, this doth madden them the most. Should one man leap—This tune is terrible ! ORPHEUS. I am not moved, although I am a man. So strong a safeguard is cool chastity. MEDEA. But love thou me! My husband is distraught. ORPHEUS. Madness is on him for thy punishment. MEDEA. Sing, therefore! ORPHEUS. This last song of theirs was sweet.

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1904 · PDF PAGE 94

The Argonauts

…green land Cools the tired eyes. CHORUS. The rocks stand sentinel. MEDEA. Let still the song that saved us gladden us. Lift up thy lyre, sweet Orpheus, on the sea. ORPHEUS. Over a sea like stainéd glass At sunset like a chrysopras:— Our smooth-oared vessel over-rides Crimson and green and purple tides. Between the rocky isles we pass, And greener islets gay with grass; Between the over-arching sides Our pinnace glides. Just by the Maenad-haunted hill Songs rise into the air, and thrill, Like clustered birds at evening _ When love outlingers rai…

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1904 · PDF PAGE 83

The Argonauts

ACTUS QUARTUS 1 JASON. Perhaps. It were their kiss. MEDEA. Are not my kisses sweet? JASON. Listen, they sing. This time the words ring true, Sailing across that blue abyss between. Like young birds winging their bright flight the notes Glimmer across the sea. MEDEA. They sing, they sing! PARTHENOPE. O mortal, tossed on life’s unceasing ocean, Whose waves of joy and sorrow never cease, Eternal change—one changeless thing, commotion ! Even in death no hint of calm and peace!— Here is the charm, the life-assuaging potion, Here is a better home for…

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1904 · PDF PAGE 87

The Argonauts

ACTUS QUARTUS 15 In Sun or planet, moon or star? What nymphs as sweet as ours are dwell By foreign grove and alien well? With every watchman’s cheery cry, “Land ho!” through all the journeying years Our ever-hoping hearts reply, “A land of bliss at last appears.” But what land laps a foreign foam So sweet as is the hero’s home? At every port the novel sights Charm for an hour—delusive bliss. On every shore the false delights Of maidens ply the barbarous kiss. But where did hero think to stay Lulled in their love beyond a day? No shoreland whist…

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1904 · PDF PAGE 78

The Argonauts

… as I swim through rollers green and gleaming, Sheds its most subtle sense to penetrate This heart I thought impervious to Fate. Now the sweet light, the full delight, is beaming Through me and burns me: all my flesh is teeming With the live kisses of the sea, my mate, My mistress, till the fires of life abate And leave me languid, man-forgotten, deeming T see in sleep, in many-coloured night, More hope than in the flame-waves of the light. Light! ever light! I swim far out and follow The footsteps of the wind, and light invades My desolate sou…

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1904 · PDF PAGE 104

The Argonauts

…new his youth. ALCESTIS. Our father! MEDEA. You have guessed aright, my child. Your father must abandon his old age And—by my magic—find sweet youth again!

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1904 · PDF PAGE 15

The Argonauts

…down! The sword alone may win the crown! JASON. Ye languish wretched in the tyrant’s rule? WOMEN. Most happy are we, King. But change is sweet. JASON. A short-lived omen of success to me. WOMEN. Nay, but adventure and the prophecy! JASON. I see I have but small support in you. WOMEN. Not so, great Jason! Had I suffered much, My spirit had been broken to the scourge. Now, being strong and happy, with what joy I cry: Evohe! Revolution! I have grown weary of this tiresome peace. JASON. I promise you intense unhappiness. WOMEN, Here is the ugly mon…

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1904 · PDF PAGE 58

The Argonauts

…is mind given up to sleepless muttering Of charms not mine—decrees Olympian— All on a sudden he felt fervent arms Flung round him, and a sweet hot body’s rush Lithe to embrace him, and a cataract Of amber-scented hair hissing about His head, and in the darkness two great eyes Flaming above him, and the whole face filled

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1904 · PDF PAGE 89

The Argonauts

…ven in gray, Faint sleep of silken light. A strange soft light about me shed Devours the sense of time: Hovers about my sleepy head Some sweet persistent rhyme. Beneath my breast my love may hear Deep murmur of the billows— O gather me to thee, my dear, On soft forgetful pillows! O gather me in arms of love As maidens plucking posies, Or mists that fold about a dove, Or valleys full of roses ! O let me fade and fall away From waking into sleep, From sleep to death, from gold to gray, Deep as the skies are deep !

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1904 · PDF PAGE 108

The Argonauts

…ed. No taint of fell complicity shall touch My honour in this matter. I will sleep Through the delicious hours of breezy noon, Lulled by sweet voices of my singing maids ; Secure at least that no one will attempt To wreck my virtue or—restore my youth! CHORUS. O sleep of lazy love, be near In dreams to lift the veil, And silence from the shadowy sphere To conjure in our lady’s ear !—

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1904 · PDF PAGE 76

The Argonauts

… sole king of song. ORPHEUS. My song breaks baffled on the rocks of time If thy bewitching beauty be the theme. MEDEA. Sing me thy song, sweet poet, of the sea

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1904 · PDF PAGE 82

The Argonauts

To ARGONAUTAE No passion stirs their depth, nor moves; No life disturbs their sweet dead loves; No being holds a crown or throne ; They are, and I in them, alone, Only some lute-player grown star Is heard like whispering flowers afar; And some divided, single tune Sobs from the sea and moon. Amid thy mountains shall I rise, O moon, and float about thy skies? Beneath thy waters shall I roam, O sea, and call thy valleys home? Or on Daedalian oarage fare Forth in the interlunar air? Imageless mirror-life! to be Sole between moon and sea. CHORUS. N…

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1904 · PDF PAGE 86

The Argonauts

… maidens, slender, strong, Daughters of tender-throated song? I swear by Aphrodite’s eyes Our Grecian maids are fairer far! What love as sweet as theirs is lies

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1904 · PDF PAGE 40

The Argonauts

…ing up The water of the loud-resounding sea Lustral, poured seven times upon the earth And in one flash consuming wood and stone And the sweet savour of the sacrifice. ORPHEUS. But when the flame hath darted from the eye Of my divine existence, and hath left Nothing, where was the altar and the earth, The water and the incense and the victim— Nothing of all remains! Then look to it That ye invoke not Wisdom by the Name Of bright Athena! JASON. We are here to call Upon that Wisdom by that mighty Name! ORPHEUS. Who calleth upon Wisdom is not wise…

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1904 · PDF PAGE 62

The Argonauts

…awn smote into it: and stampings fierce Resounded, shaking the all-mother earth. Whereunto came the calm and kingly man, Smiling as if a sweet dream still beguiled His waking brows; not caring any more For spring or summer; heeding least of all That tumult of ox-fury. Suddenly A light sprang in his face; the great hand shot Forth, and broke in the brass-bound door; the day Passed with him inwards; then the brazen hoofs Beat with a tenfold fury on the stone. But Jason, swiftly turned, evaded these, And chose two oxen from that monstrous herd To …

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1904 · PDF PAGE 21

The Argonauts

… upon the earth! I am well weary of the world of men. I grow both old and hateful to myself, Most on the throne: power which to youth is sweet To age looks fearful. Also I have wept— Alas! how often !—and repented me Of those unkingly deeds whereby I gained This throne whose joy is turned to bitterness, I will make peace with thee, and justice still Shall have a home and shrine in Thessaly. Be patient notwithstanding! Prove thyself Valiant and wise—and reign here! If in sooth An aged counsellor, whose reverend hair Commands a hearing, may assis…

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