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She fades as starlight on the stream, As dewfall in the dell ; All life and love, one ravishing gleam Stolen from sleep’s crucible ; That kiss, that vision is a dream :— And I—most miserable ! Still Echo wails upon the steep, “ To love—and to forget ! ” Still sombre whispers from the deep Sob through Night’s golden net, And waft upon the wings of sleep The name of Margaret. 17
…lness of her life, o’er-worn Or poisoned ; thus I fought the long forlorn Battle all day, until the evening Brought back sweet health on sleep and noiseless wing : Strong love of the long battle was reborn. The child slept elsewhere that she might sleep well. Therefore, not fearing anything, I came ; Lit my love’s candle at her body’s flame, And fought not with the fevers now that swell Our burning lips and bosoms, until shame Nearly surrendered the sweet citadel. 60
…ORTY-FOURTH DAY “ lips, O you The doors of breath, seal with a righteous kiss A dateless bargain to engrossing death.” Romeo and Juliet. Sleep, O deep splendour of disastrous years, Gone like a star fallen at the fall of night ! Wake, O mute mouth and majesty of light, Made of no sound that even silence hears, But born of strings intangible, of spheres Shaken of love, a mightier music’s might Frailer to sound than dewfall is to sight ! Wake, O sweet soul incorporate of tears ! Or else dream on and let no tears begem Love’s crown of thorns, ensa…
…gh lampless lands, and furled, Sharp folds and steep : Till all unite in one, Seven planets in the sun, And I am deeplier done Into full sleep. 8
…wer, And hushed mild melodies. So grave and delicate and tall— Shall laughter never sweep Like a moss-guarded waterfall Across her ivory sleep ? A tender laugh most musical ? A sigh serenely deep ? She laughs in wordless swift desire A soft Thalassian tune ; Her eyelids glimmer with the fire That animates the moon ; Her chaste lips flame, as flames aspire Of poppies in mid-June. 15
…XTH DAY “ ’Twas not their infirmity, It was married chastity.” Phœnix and Turtle. Yet ere the stars paled slowly in the east I could not sleep : and she—how else ? What rest May a man know until his quiet breast Beats to her tune ? I garbed me as a priest And moved towards my Host—on God I feast ! We lay in naked chastity, caressed Child-like or dreaming, till the dawn repressed Our sighs : that nuptial yet hath never ceased. That was the best : far sundered by the tide Dolorous, endless as Oceanus, A serpent-river girdling the large earth, Sti…
THE SEVENTEENTH DAY “ Now I want Spirits to enforce, art to enchant.” Tempest. Last night—but the boy shrieked in’s sleep—then, there I had ended all ! Having ingressed the track That leads from green or white-crowned hours to black, The pleasant portals of the scorpion snare, First gleaming toils of an enchantress’ hair That afterward shall change their fervours slack To strong gripe of a devil-fish : go back ? The hand is put forth to the plough—beware ! I took my shrine down : at the night we lay Four hours debating between fear and sin : Wh…
… my lips, Or lull me with some chaste and gentle song Of angel love. Night’s plume its dewfall drips As she still sits and watches me to sleep. 82
…p ; Love hears, and his measure is shifted, Grows solemn and deadly and deep ; Love’s ship droops its sails and is drifted in silence to sleep. 51