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THE BLOOD-LOTUS 93 With vine and myrtle and thy flower, my harlot-maiden, who for man Now first forsakest thy leman, thy Eve, my Lilith, in this bower Which we indwell, a deathless three, changeless and changing, as the pyre Of earthly love becomes a fire to heat us through eternity. I have forgotten Christ at last ; he may look back, grown amorous, And call across the gulf to us, and signal kisses through the vast ; We shall disdain, clasp vaster yet, and mock his newer pangs, and call With stars and voices musical, jeers his touched heart sha…
1898 · PDF PAGE 82
… has striven in war, Sappho and Hylas, with Christ and Jah ; We are of those, though they lose their power, Never shall fade their fiery flower.
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…hat cleave Lock thee in limbs that leap, Chain thee with lips that leave Kisses of blood to weave Castles of hope in sleep. Poppy ! best flower whose bud Sends dreams to men that die, I drain thy drowsy flood That our impatient blood May mingle utterly. So, Hermes, thou art wed, So, Aphrodite, mine, In one sweet spirit shed
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50 MATHILDE MATHILDE O large lips opening outward like a flower To breathe upon my face that clings to thee ! O wanton breasts that heave deliciously And tempt my eager teeth ! Oh cruel power Of wide deep thighs that make me furious As they enclasp me and swing to and fro With passion that grows pale and drives the flow Of the fast fragrant blood of both of us Into the awful link that knits us close With chain electric ! O have mercy yet In drawing out my life in this desire To consummate this moment all the gross Lusts of to-night, and pay the…
1898 · PDF PAGE 29
…bear our spirit out Into the ocean of all happiness Whose bounds are Heaven. She. See ! the scythe of Time Sweeps on to cut the new-born flowers in twain That symbolizes the reluctant hour In which we met—and now the flower is dead And we must part. He. Fond hearts, chaste souls, as one Whose unity is sacred, still shall dwell Together—Not the cold embrace Of “ We shall meet again ”, but let us say The ritual of a lover, being this “ God be with you ! ” She. O heart too dear to me, Too much beloved for lover’s tongue to tell, God be with you ! …
1898 · PDF PAGE 98
…eptile writhe ; the song grows high and melancholy now ; The perfume savours every brow with lust unutterable of wrong ; Clothed with my flower-bride I sit, a harlot in a harlot’s dress, And laugh with careless wickedness that strews the broad road of the Pit
1898 · PDF PAGE 44
…ost utterly destroy Your souls from off the earth ; your power Sealed by your Satan I will cloy With subtle strength ; your church shall flower No further hour. “ Because ye set your hands to this, Blaspheming nature and my name,
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…. B. Thou wouldst not do. And shall the King Of Kings do only what men ask ? Thou empty mask ! “ Repentance is too late, lost fool, Dead flower, salt fountain, rusty sword, This curse is on thee for thy dule, That thou shalt know and be assured I am the Lord.” The loud-voiced choir would drown in song The voice of God ; their music woke Echoes through chancel weird and long— In thunder and fierce fire and smoke Jehovah spoke. “ On with the farce ! My perjured priests, The wolves that raven through my flock, Nay, wolves in shepherd’s garb, wild …
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… shrine shall chase thee thence : ‘ Avoid, get hence ! ’ “ And I—thou shalt not scorn my word, All Nature sets its scorn on thee ; Sweet flower and stream, swift fish and bird, Shall chorus out ‘ Thou fruitless tree ! Thou salt dry sea ! ’ “ I will not aid thee in thine age, Nor heed thee in thy piteous strait ; Live thou in thine own empty cage, Forged every day that thou didst wait Too long, too late ! “ Shall I turn back the seasons past, Recall sun’s shine and cloudlet’s fleece,
1898 · PDF PAGE 97
…iery circle of their glance Warm writhing woman-horses dance a shameless Bacchanal of sin ; Foam whips their reeking lips, and still the flower- witch nestles to my lips, Twines her swart lissome legs and hips, half serpent and half devil, till My whole life seems to lie in her ; her kisses draw my breath ; my face Loses its lustre in the grace of her quick bosom ; sinister The raving spectres reel ; I see beyond my Circe’s eyes no shape Save vague cloud-measures that escape the dances whirling witchery.
1898 · PDF PAGE 64
…f a vain desire, Maddening billows flecked with fire, Storms that lash on the brine, and flee, Dead delights, insatiate ire Broke like a flower to the birth of thee, Venus Callipgye, mother of me !
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…E RAINBOW 25 With virtue Thy likeness we cover, With priestcraft we mock at Thy power, And the meanest on earth is a lover, As vile as a flower. Come down through the visionless aether, And watch for the sprout of the grain Hid dark in the wonder beneath her, A marvel of passion and pain ; Smite power from on high into mortals, Draw spirit to spirit and nigher, That winds burst the wonderful portals And tongues as of fire. O Life of the stars in their glory, O Light of the passionate spring, How sweet and supreme is thy story, Most Wonderful, C…
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…y spread wings unto flight, And Peace stand above, unupbraided, As splendid as night. No longer the sun shall cast shadow, No longer the flower shall lack rain, The word shall be fair as a meadow, And Love know no tincture of pain ; The Glory of God shall be on us, And over the kingdom unpriced The Spirit of Love is upon us, A crucified Christ ! O rapture ! O glory ! O gladness ! When Satan is fled from the land, When Christ cleanses sin, and from madness Deletes its indelible brand ; For life shall spring where they have smitten, And Love rise…
1898 · PDF PAGE 94
…nt’s charred lust, to tempt, to win Another sacrifice to sin, another poet’s heart to gnaw With dubious remorse. Oh ! flame of torturing flower- love ! sacrament Of Satan, triple element of mystery and love and shame, Green, gold, and crimson, in my heart you strive with Jesus for its realm, While Sorrow’s tears would overwhelm the warriors of either part ! Jesus would lure me : from his side the gleaming torrent of the spear Withdraws, my soul with joy and fear waits for sweet blood to pour its tide Of warm delight—in vain ! so cold, so watery…
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…ell is the house of all delight, Heaven the home of a bitter blight ; Pain is our joy and our spirits’ power, Never shall fade its fiery flower. Now is the triumph of Love, gazing far to an infinite pleasure, Pleasure that mocks Heaven’s hopes, that our hands are impatient to hold. Love and delight pouring out, in a fearless insatiate measure, Out of the chalice of lust, scarlet o’errunning its gold. This is the song of the Spring, that the nightingales carol by starlight, This the delight of our eyes, as they shine with strange fire in the nig…
1898 · PDF PAGE 78
…Love in a night shall live and die, Love in a day shall wing and fly ; Love in the Spring shall last an hour, Easily fades a spring-tide flower. Where are the blooms of frost, hoary and bright and vestal ; Virginal lips not kissed, flowers unbidden to bud ? Ah ! we have slain their beams, as our low heads lazily nestle, Where the dark home of Love is, where the impatient blood Spurts at the furious kiss, darts far forth as an adder, Stinging and biting amain, as the night becomes golden with fire. Dawn brings reason back, and the violet eyes gr…
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…s. Love is a sword whose blade is red, Love is a deed whose fruit is dead ; Love is a tiger, fierce of power, Easily fades a spring-tide flower. Death shall come slow and soft, with the stealthy tread of a leopard ; While the few stars have grown dim, as he seeks for an innocent prey. Death shall pounce soon on the fold, where Love was a treacherous shepherd ; So with hot lips shall he come, ere the mountains are silver and grey. Life shall gasp out in the gloom, and all our desires shall perish ; Hope and its roseate crown shall fall in the da…
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…t on the azure sea That girdles warmer lands the sun will gleam ; There will we wander, over dale and how, Sweet with green sward, faint flower, and tender tree. There all the winter may we idly dream Still of our love, and there forgetfulness Of the past sorrow may steal o’er thy brow In the new birth of stainless happiness, Rich harvest of the blossoms desire, Satisfied alway, yet for ever fresh In hearts so passionate, and there may’st thou Love to thy fulness, nor for ever tire Of linking me to thee with dainty mesh Of auburn ripples of del…
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…pain. Love is a fruit with rotted core, Love is a thing shall be no more ; Love is a bride of a bitter dower, Easily fades a spring-tide flower. Where shall be Hylas then ? for his lonely lips are sighing, Vainly in hell for love, vainly for days gone by ; Where the incarnate flame of Lesbian lovers dying, Then where the world is past, and Heaven or hell draw nigh ? Heaven with cold and loveless lips, though his fruits be many, Hell with his red mouth hot, barren although he be. Hylas and Sappho choose, and are never denied of any, Hell’s most …
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…note, till this day unsuspected, in the person of George Archi- bald Bishop. In a corner of Paris this young poet (for in his nature the flower of poesy did spring, did even take root and give some promise of a brighter bloom, till stricken and blasted in latter years by the lightning of his own sins) was steadily writing day after day, night after night, often working forty hours at a time, work which he destined to entrance the world. All England should ring with his praises ; bye-and-bye the whole world should know his name. Of these works n…