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58 ODE TO VENUS CALLIPYGE ODE TO VENUS CALLIPGYE Where was light when thy body came Out of the womb of a perished prayer ? Where was life when the sultry air, Hot with the lust of night and shame, Brooded on dust, when thy shoulders bare Shone on the sea with a sudden flame Into all Time to abundant fame ? CHORUS Daughter of Lust by the foam of the sea ! Mother of flame ! Sister of shame ! Tiger that Sin nor her son cannot tame ! Worship to thee ! Glory to thee ! Venus Callipyge, mother of me. Fruitless foam of a sterile sea, Wanton waves of a …
1898 · PDF PAGE 69
ODE TO VENUS CALLIPYGE 63 CHORUS Daughter of Lust by the foam of the sea ! Mother of flame ! Sister of shame ! Tiger the Sin nor her son cannot tame ! Worship to thee ! Glory to thee ! Venus Callipyge, mother of me.
1898 · PDF PAGE 68
62 ODE TO VENUS CALLIPYGE Yea, we must praise, though the deadly shade Fall on the morrow though fires of hell Harrow our vitals ; a miracle Springs at thy kisses, for thou hast made Anguish and sorrow desirable Torment of hell as the leaves that fade Quickly forgotten, despised, decayed. They are decayed, but thou springest again, Mother of mystery, barren, who bearest Flowers of most comeliest children, who wearest Wounds for delight, whose desire shall stain Star-space with blood as the price thou sharest With thy red lovers, whose passing p…
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ODE TO VENUS CALLIPYGE 61 Never a son nor a daughter grow From your waste limbs, lest the goddess weep ; Fill up the ranks from the babes that sleep Far in the arms of a god of snow. Conquer the world, that her throne may keep More of its pride, and its secret woe Flow through all earth as the rivers flow. Which of the gods is like thee, our queen ? Venus Callipyge, nameless, nude, Thou with the knowledge of all indued Secrets of life and the dreams that mean Loves that are not, as are mortals’, hued All rose and lily, but linger unseen Passion…
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….................................... 51 All Night ............................................................................ 53 Ode to Venus Callipyge ...................................................... 58 Volupté .............................................................................. 64 Rondels ............................................................................. 66 Ad Lucium ......................................................................... 68 A Paean in the Springtide ...............................................…
1898 · PDF PAGE 128
…cenities I kiss, And the things shameful that I hold. My nostrils sniff the luxury Of flesh decaying, bowels torn Of festive worms, like Venus, born Of entrails foaming like the sea. Yea, thou art dead. Thy buttocks now Are swan-soft, and thou sweatest not ; And hast a strange desire begot In me, to lick thy bloody brow ;
1898 · PDF PAGE 53
…those luscious sips ; Another’s hands play in my hair And find delight for me to bare The bosom, and the passionate mound White and, for Venus’ temple, round, A garden of wild thyme whose eye My sword shall piece, and never wound : For we must part, and love must die. You say—but Oh ! my Marion’s kiss Shall linger on my palate still, No joy on earth is like to this That we have tasted to our fill Of all our sweet lascivious will. The cup is drained of lust’s delight, Yet wells with pleasure, and by night I’ll come once more and loving lie Betwe…
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ODE TO VENUS CALLIPYGE 59 Deep wet eyes that are violet-blue ! Haggard cheeks that may blush no more ! Body bruised daintily, touched of gore Where the sharp fierce teeth have bitten through The olive skin that thy sons adore, That they die for daily, are slain anew By manifold hate ; for their tale is few. Few are thy sons, but as fierce as dawn, Rapturous moments and weary days, Nights when thine image a thousand ways Is smitten and kissed on the fiery lawn Where the wash of the waves of thy native bays Laps weary limbs, that of thee have dra…
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60 ODE TO VENUS CALLIPYGE O thy dark daughter ! their breasts are slack, Their lips so large and as poppies red ; They lie in a furious barren bed ; They lie on their faces, their eyelids lack Tears, and their cheeks are as roses dead ; White are their throats, but upon the back Red blood is clotted in gouts of black. All on their sides are the wounds of lust, Down, from the home of their auburn hair Down to the feet that we find so fair ; Where the red sword has a secret thrust Pain, and delight, and desire they share. Verily, pain ! and thy d…
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…o help a mortal ? Or are we Caught in Fate’s mesh without a hope to ’ scape ? Ah ! look around ! In every darksome shape ! Fearful, nude Venus grins. Alcyone Mocks with her sickening smile. Hill, moor, and lea Make me to hate them. Only Clytie there, Wild arms thrown wide, an agony of hair Streamed fierce behind her, seems to sympathize ; Through selfish, yet despair in both our eyes Gives us a link of love. The darkling room Is fearsome ; one red light throughout the gloom Thrills my void veins with horror. On the couch The gruesome hound with…
1898 · PDF PAGE 21
…ls lazily through the sleepy waters of mere sensualism ; the pace quickens, he grows fierce in the mysteries of Sapphism and the cult of Venus Aversa with women ; later of the same forms of vice with men, all mingled with wild talk of religious dogma and a general exaltation of Priapism at the expense, in particular, of Christianity, in which religion, however, he is undoubtedly a believer till the