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…d like a Hathor’s skin is amber, And like a Hathor’s skin is wine, And like a Hathor’s skin is kisses. Gray steel self-kindled shine her eyes. They rede strange runes of time defiled, And ruined souls, and Satan’s kin. I see their veiled impurities, An harlot hidden in a child, Through all their love and laughter lean ; And like a witch’s eyes are wise, And like a witch’s eyes are wild, And like a witch’s eyes are Sin. She moves her breasts in Bacchanal Rhymes to that music manifold That pulses in the golden head, Seductive phrase perpetual, Te…
1906 · PDF PAGE 139
…n the end True Goddess Maurya, yours, yours only? Criospa. [Solemuly.] No! Stop! ask no more! Therelies the awful crux. Blind are fate’s eyes, and pinioned are will’s wings, In you the whole chance lies. MAURYA. In me? CRIOSDA. In you. Maurya. I will do all to win! CRIOSDA. Do all? MAURYA. Do all. Criospa. Ah then! No, no, it is not yet enough. Not definite yet. Stop! fool, shall I hint and ruin all with a word? Backwards or forwards, the blow goes home either way. [Looks at her wrth keen fierce eyes.| Ah! Maurya. [A @ttle frightened.| Come, O …
1906 · PDF PAGE 171
…thing. I slid back To common sense, as reason bids, And “hence,” my friend, “the Pyramids.” At last I met a maniac My Mahatma. With mild eyes full of love, and tresses What price . ‘, Kut Humi? 40 Blanched in those lonely wildernesses Where he found wisdom, and long hands Gentle, pale olive ‘gainst the sand’s Amber and gold. At sight, I knew him ; Swifter than light I flashed, ran to him, 46 And at his holy feet prostrated My head ; then, all my being sated With love, cried “ Master! I must know. Already I can love.” E’en so. The sage saluted m…
1906 · PDF PAGE 22
…subtle complice, who as blatant Beast Brandest vile Croesus, him that pities least ! O Satan, have pity of my long misery ! Whoin girls’ eyes and hearts implantest deep Lust for the wound, the twain that wound bids weep! O Satan, have pity of my long misery ! Staff of the exiled, the inventor’s spark, Confessor of hanged men and plotters dark ! O Satan, have pity of my long misery! Adopted sire of whom black wrath and power Of God the Father chased from Eden Bower ! O Satan, have pity of my long misery ! FEMMES DAMNEES. Like pensive cattle couc…
1906 · PDF PAGE 29
…f, but know thy face, Phoebus, in gazing. O hear me! hear me ! hear me! for my hands, Dews deathly bathe them ; sinks the stricken song; Eyes that were feeble have become the strong, See thee and glisten. Blindness is mine ; my spirit understands, Weighs out the offering, accepts the pain, Hearing the pzean of the unprofane ! Lycian, listen ! God of the fiery face, the eyes inviolate ! Lord of soundless thunders, lightnings light- less ! Hear me now, for joy that I see thee sightless, Fervent to follow. Grant one boon; destroy me, let me die el…
1906 · PDF PAGE 15
ODE TO VENUS CALLIPYGE 9 MY WIFE DIES. THE sun of love shone through my love’s deep eyes And made a rainbow of her tender tears, And on her cheeks I saw a blush arise When her lips opened to say, loverwise, ‘*T love”’—and light broke through the cloud of fears That hid her eyes. The storm of passion woke in her red lips, When first they clung to mine and rested there ; Lightnings of love were eager to eclipse That earlier sunshine, and her whole soul clips } My soul—I kissed out life within her hair Upon her lips. We parted lips from lips and s…
1906 · PDF PAGE 13
…I. Skies are grown redder far; Tempest draws nigher ; Dark lowers a single star ; Mars, like the fire ! Fiercer our lips engage ; Limbs, eyes, ears, gather rage; Sharp grows desire. Hear thy short bitter cries? Pity thine agonies? Loose, though love tire? Nay, neither hear nor spare ; Frenzy shall mock at prayer ; Torture’s red torch shall flare Till thou expire. IV. Stars stud a cloudless sky ; Moon silvers blue ; Breeze is content to die; Lightly falls dew. Calm after strain and stress Now to our weariness Brings love anew. Peace brings her b…
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…I stood and Jaughed upon the Ancient One. For He was silent as my body’s kiss, , And sleeping as my many-coloured hair, And living as my eyes and lips ; and where The vast creation round him cried “ He Is!’’, No murmur reached ]1im ; He was set alone, Alone and central. Ah! my eyes were dim. I worshipped even; for I envied Him. So, moving upward to the azure throne, I spread my arms unto that ambient mist ; Lifted my life and soul up to be kissed ! A million million voices roared aloud ! A million million sabres flashed between ! Flamed the vas…
1906 · PDF PAGE 97
…vin ! No misery, no despair may pay * The joy to hold thee for a day ! JASON. Athena’s servant recks not much of Ares. PELIAS. Are thine eyes kindled at thought ? the golden JASON. Mine eyes see farther than the Fleece of Gold. PELIAS. What heroes can attain so fair a thing? JASON. I have some friends who would esteem this quest Lightly—a maiden’s pleasure-wandering Through lilied fields a summer’s afternoon. PELIAS. The Gods give strength! I pray them send thee back Safe to this throne. JASON. I will not see thy face Ever again until the quest…
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THE FORTY-FIRST DAY SI THE THIRTY-NINTH DAY. ‘* Had I no eyes but ears, my ears would love That inward beauty and invisible.”’ Venus and Adonis, Nore from this day no possible event. All secrets told, and all desires fulfilled Primitive passion of our soul have killed. .We dwell within a calmer element Perfectly pure and perfectly content. The subtler splendour of our love has stilled Those sombre glories that it never willed, Those giant meanings that it never meant. Fire only is our substance; there we dwell, The Salamandrine with the Salaman…
1906 · PDF PAGE 83
…DAY. ‘* Persever in that clear way thou goest, And the gods strengthen thee.” Pericles, LINKED in the tiny shelf upon the ship, My blind eyes burned into her mild ones: limbs Twined to each other while fine dew bedims Their quivering skins: lip fastened unto lip: Whole soul and body frenzied meet and clip; And the breath staggers, and the life- blood swims ! Terrible gods chant black demoniac hymns As the frail cords of honour strain and slip. For in the midst of that tremendous tide The mighty vigour of a god was mine! Drunk with desire, her l…
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THE THIRTY-SIXTH DAY 79 She never told: but I might surely see In the drawn face and haggard eyes what vast Voices of misery had held her fast, And made her curse her own lock’s cruelty. So by her beauty and my love we swore, And by the light within mine eyes, by her Sweet shame: that never so we sunder again. But she: ‘‘ You swear ‘by thy bright face’ in vain; ‘ By thy sweet self’ you grow a perjurer; Who have shamed my face and made me but an whore.” THE THIRTY-FOURTH DAY. ‘* Ben. Stop there, stop there. Mer. Thou desirest me to stop in my ta…
1906 · PDF PAGE 42
…ho am I? To-night if her heart I uncover No heart in the night I espy. I am grips with the question of eld, and the sphinx holds fast My eyes to the past. Who am I, when I say I languish? Who is she, if I call her mine? And the fool’s and the wise man’s anguish Are burnt in the bitter shrine. The god is far as the stars, and the wine and fire Salt with desire. Desunt cetera. THE DANCE OF SHIVA.’ Written at the House of Sri Parananda Swami, Ceylon. WITH feet set terribly dancing, With eyelids filled of flame, Wild lightnings from Him glancing, L…
1906 · PDF PAGE 70
…ates the moon ; Her chaste lips flame, as flames aspire Of poppies in mid-June. She lifts the eyelids amethyst, And looks from half-shut eyes, Gleaming with miracles of mist, Gray shadows on blue skies ; And on her whole face sunrise-kissed, Child-wonderment most wise. The whitest arms in all the earth Blush from the lilac bed. Like a young star even at its birth Shines out the golden head. Sad violets are the maiden girth, Pale flames night-canopied. O gentlest lady! Lift those eyes, And cur] those lips to kiss ! Melt my young boyhood in thy s…
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… I care not: either way I understand. To me—to live is Christ ; to die is gain: For I, I also, I shall come again. THE FIFTH DAY. ‘Thine eyes, sweet lady, have infected mine.” Richard Il. ALL thought of work is almost cast aside. I followed like a dog the way she went, Speaking but seldom, very well content To day-dream, oft imagining a bride, A wife, a lover, even a sister, tied By some soft bond of twinning: thus I blent A real joy with a brighter element Of fancy free to wander far and wide. For as I followed by the shore and bended Over her…
1906 · PDF PAGE 132
…dreams might shape or recollect, Hideous with fasting, madness, grief, Beyond all speaking or belief. But the first glance at those bold eyes! Ah! let me fling me at her feet ! Take me, O love! Thy terror flies. Kiss me again, again, O sweet ! O honeyed queen, old paramour, So keen our joy be and so sure! ‘‘The king would be alone !”’ Fast fly The trembling lackeys at her voice. Lapped in her billowy breasts I he, And love, and languish, and rejoice, And—ah—forget ! The ecstatic hour Bursts like a poppy into flower. Back ! thou black spectre! I…
1906 · PDF PAGE 78
… that sways in the tide, A star that falls earthward to bend her sweet breast to my side :— No depth of the darkness may shield you From eyes that with love are aflame, No darkness, but light, as you yield you To love that is stronger than shame, No music but kisses, that pealed you their pean, proclaim : That the light of the heaven is shaded, The sound of the sea is made still, The climax shall come unupbraided Obedient alone to our will, And the flowers that were fallen and faded drink dew to their fll: Dew filling your eyes and their lashes…
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… upon the crest, the silver- rolling comb ; Float like a warrior to his rest, majestically home. But oh! my soul, what seest thou, whose eyes are open wide? What thoughts inspire me idling now, lone on the lonely tide? Here in the beauty of the place, hope laughs and says me nay ; In nature’s bosom, in God’s face, I read Decay, Decay. Here in the splendour of the Law that built the eternal sphere, Beauty and majesty and awe, I fail of any cheer. Here, in caprice, in will divine, I see no perfect peace ; Here,in the Law’s impassive shrine, no ho…
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…hing lived : Death, and nought died. The king’s brow fell. Sore grieved He rose, not knowing :.and before his will Swan’s throat, dove’s eyes, moon’s breast, and woman’s mouth, And form desirable Of all the clustered love drew back: grew still ‘*O turn, my lover, turn thee to the South!” The girl’s warm song of the Siesta’s hour. lieedless of all that flower, Eager to feel the strong brown fingers close On the unshrinking rose And pluck it to his breast to perish there ; With neither thought nor care Nor knowledge he went forth: none stay, none…
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… more I saw than this, The shadowy bending to the first sweet kiss That surely could not end, though earth should end. Therefore my shut eyes blend With sleep’s own secret eyes and eyelashes, Long and deep ecstasies, Knowing as now I know—at last—how this Foreshadows my own bliss Of falling into death when life is tired. For of all things desired Not one as death is so desirable, Seeing all sorrows pass, all joys endure, All lessons last. Not heaven and not hell (My spirit is grown sure) Await the lover But death’s veil draws, life’s mother to …