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…ir sobs in closer fold And deeper curves of dawn ; The arms bend closer, and the gold Burns brighter, and the eyes are cold With life at last withdrawn. And all the spirit passing down Involves my heart with gray: So the pale stars of even crown The glow of twilight ; dip and drown The last despairs of day. Oh ! closer yet and closer yet The pearl of faces grows. The hair is woven like a net Of moonlight round me : sweet is set The mouth’s unbudded rose. Oh never! did our lips once meet The dream were done for ever, And death should dawn, supre…
1906 · PDF PAGE 148
…ch pointsas this... Still, when you bid me purify the same, To such a process I discern noend.. . First cut the liquefaction, what comes last But Fichte’s clever cut at God himself? .. . I trust nor hand, nor eye, nor heart, nor brain To stop betimes: they all get drunk alike. The first step, I am master not to take.” This is surely the apotheosis of wilful ignorance! We may think, perhaps, that Browning is ‘‘ hedging” when, in the last paragraph, he says: ‘‘ For Blougram, he believed, say, half. he spoke,” * and hints at some deeper ground. It…
1906 · PDF PAGE 165
…nal bliss—to stir heaven suffers Some life to better life, this pain swing fore. Is needful: that I grant again. proaches of Did they at last in glory live, bard. Satan and Judas ® might forgive The middle time of misery, Forgive the wrong creation first Or evolution’s iron key Did them—provided they are passed Beyond all change and pain at last Out of this universe accurst. But otherwise! I lift my voice, Deliberately take my choice Promethean, eager to rejoice, In the grim protest’s joy to revel Betwixt Iscariot and the Devil, Throned in thei…
1906 · PDF PAGE 54
…axon! Slay nor spare! O God ofJustice, hear us swear! 1 ‘The reader will kindly note such important changes of metre as occur in the two last verses of ‘‘ The Twins” and elsewhere. The careless might suppose that these do not scan; they do, following directly or by analogy a similar change in the Pali. The iron Saxon’s bloody hand Metes out his murder on the land. The light of Erin is forlorn. The country fades: the people mourn. Of land bereft, of right beguiled, Starved, tortured, murdered, or exiled; Of freedom robbed, of faith cajoled, In s…
1906 · PDF PAGE 13
…——” 7 IN A LESBIAN MEADOW. I. UNDER the summer leaves In the half-light Love his old story weaves Far out of sight. Here we are lone, at last. Heaven is overcast Yet with no night. Ere her immortal wings Gather the thread of things Into her might, Up will the moon arise Through the black-azure skies : Birds shall sing litanies Still of delight. II. Let my lips wander where Tender moss grows, Where through their dusky air Beams a red rose. Where the bee honey sips Let my desirous lips, Kissing, unclose Delicate lips and chaste, Sweetness divine …
1906 · PDF PAGE 92
…oom of woe and fear. We wait with blanched and icy cheek The one-and-twentieth year : For Justice lies, as seeds lie, dead, But lifts at last a Gorgon head ! MEN. What fear can reach our Thessaly? What war disturb our peace? Long stablished is young amity Maid-blushing over Greece : And fair Iolchus stands sublime, A monument to lesson time. WOMEN. But if such fear were come indeed, Who reads the riddle dread Spoken in frenzy by the seer Against the royal head? We know the Rhyme’s involving spell— Its purport? Irresolvable ! MEN. We heard his f…
1906 · PDF PAGE 117
…nd swollen And madness came upon me. MEDEA. You are here, Let that suffice. Jemember not ! The pleasant portals. CHORUS. Here is home at last. ORPHEUS. The sunset comes: the mist is lifted now To let the last kiss of the daylight fall Once ere night whisper. ‘‘ Sleep !” JASON. And see ! the ship Glides between walls of purple. MEDEA. The 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 stained glass At su…
1906 · PDF PAGE 106
…happy, like the girl Pingala”’ (Buddhist Proverb). Pingala waited for her lover, and mourned because he came not. But, giving up hope at last, she regained her cheerfulness. Cf 2 Samuel xii. 15-23. CHORUS. , Our good quest ended by thy father’s hate, And by thy own hour’s madness! This . see. ‘MEDEA. But if he gain the Fleece? CHORUS. . A blissful end. MEDEA. This end and that are moulded diversely. CHORUS. Riddle no more, nor ply with doubtful hope | Hearts ready to rejoice and to despair Equally minded. MEDEA. At the midmost hour, His mind gi…
1906 · PDF PAGE 289
…Choose me, move me, fear me, love me, master of the night and day. These are real, these illusion: I am of them, false or frail, True or lasting, all is fusion in the spirit’s shadow-veil, Till the Knowledge-Lotus flowering hides the world beneath its stem ; END OF Neither I, nor God life-showering, find a counterpart in them. As a spirit in a vision shows a countenance of fear, Laughs the looker to derision, only comes to disappear, Gods and mortals, mind and matter, in the slowing bud dissever : Vein from vein they rend and shatter, and are n…
1906 · PDF PAGE 142
…riest. Dost think O’ the feast ? Criosda. shrink ! The rune is woe. Ho! Ho! Criospa. Mother of Sin! RUPHA. Ho! Ho! Criospa. Thus then at last the Luck of Maurya throws A double-six to lost Criosda. RupuHa. Ho! The Luck of Maurya! The power of the deed. CriIosDA. I find thee, mother, at last. Life’s final flash Gleams through the storm. RUPHA. I am found! Ho! Ho!
1906 · PDF PAGE 118
…nton wing. Between the islands sheer and steep Our craft treads noiseless o’er the deep, Turned to the gold heart of the west, The sun’s last sigh of love expressed Ere the lake glimmer, borrow sleep From clouds and tinge their edges; weep That night brings love not to his breast, But only rest. We move toward the golden track Shed in the water: we look back Eastward, where rose is set to warn Promise and prophecy of dawn Reflected, lest the ocean lack In any space serene or slack Some colour, blushing o’er the fawn Dim-lighted lawn. At grave h…
1906 · PDF PAGE 203
…c. It is a bitter task to have to write in cold blood the dread- ful truth about her death. She had the mis- fortune to contract, in the last few days of her life with him, the same terrible disease which he describes in the last poem of his coilection. ‘This shock, coming so soon after, and, as it were, aS an unholy perpetual reminder of the madness and sequestration of her lover, no less than of his infidelity, unhinged her mind, and she shot herself on July 5, 1869. Her last letter to Madame J S is one of the tenderest and most pathetic ever…
1906 · PDF PAGE 70
…n’s justice, and replaced, By Law most bountiful and maiden-faced And mother-minded: passing the low bound Of man’s poor law we leapt at last and found Passion ; and passing the dim halls dis- graced Found higher love and larger and more chaste, Acalm sphinx waiting in secluded ground. Hear the sad rhyme ot how love turned to lust, And lust invigorated love, and love’ Shone brighter for the stain it rose above, Gathering roses from the quickening dust ; And faith despoiled and desecrated trust Wore pearlier plumes of a diviner dove. THE FIRST D…
1906 · PDF PAGE 90
…sad sympathy with Perse- phone. | | Yet I myself, while tuning to her kéy My sighs of sorrow, mused in secret mirth: ‘‘T am convinced at last of money’s worth, For lack of which she cannot cross the sea.” I told her, like a fool, a day too soon. She went and told her story to the priest ; She wept, and borrowed money of the | beast. She told me she would go: June fell from June. I, left in limbo; she, to front the elate Cuckoldy lawyer in the Lone Star State. THE FORTY-NINTH DAY. ‘‘Let me twine Mine arms about that body.” Coriolanus. I STOLE he…
1906 · PDF PAGE 109
…JASON. Queen of this people! O my heart’s desire Spotless, the Lady of my love, and friends By whose heroic ardours I am found Victor at last, well girded with the spoil Of life in gleaming beauty, and this prize Thrice precious, my Medea—all is won! Needs only now the favouring kiss of Eurus, Bright-born of Eos, to fulfil for us The last of all the labours, to inspire The quick-raised sail, and fill that flushing gold With thrice desiréd breath, that once again Our prow plunge solemn in the Argive waters To strains of music—victory at peace Mi…
1906 · PDF PAGE 56
…itterness deep-lying, that erst He had esteemed such foolish devil’s craft Part of his quest, his quest when fair and first He flung the last, the strongest horseman back With such a buffet that no skill amerced Its debt but headlong in his charger’s track He must be hurled, rib-shattered bythe shock; And the loud populace exclaimed ‘‘ Alack !”, Their favourite foiled. stock Of holy kings from Christ to Charlemagne Hailed him, anointed him, fair lock by lock, But oh! the royal With oil that drew incalculable gain From those six olives in the mi…
1906 · PDF PAGE 126
…h prostrate slaves before the shrine Pray, praise. do sacrifice, and weep. Ten generations following past Shall not exhaust the curse at last. From father unto son it flees, An awful heritage of woe. Wives feel its cancerous prodigies Invade their wombs; the children know ' The inexpiable word, exhaust Not by a tenfold holocaust. Thus let mankind abase in fear Their hearts, nor sacrilege profane ‘The awful slumber of the seer, The dread adytum of the fane; Nor gain the mockery of a fleece, Losing reality of peace. Hail to wild Ares! Men, rejoic…
1906 · PDF PAGE 145
…up and says tn triumph and knowledge of peace. Then—I have lived ! [Reaches out his hand towards the enthroned mummy. Maurya ! [With the last terrible cry he collapses, and falls dead with his head on Maurya’s &nees. RupHA. As it was in the beginning, is now, and ever shall be: world with- out end. [She deliberately breaks her staff in her hands. The report is sharp and very loud, like a pistol shot. CURTAIN.
1906 · PDF PAGE 108
…ling the accursed field Until the furrows flamed across the sun, Treading whose glory stood Apollo’s self As witness of the deed. Then a last thrust Savage, drove them less savage to their stalls, And Jason turned and laughed. Then drew he out The dreadful teeth of woe, Cadmean stock Of Thebes’ old misery, and presently Pacing the furrowed field, he scattered them With muttered words of power athwart the course | Of the bright moon, due path of pestilence And terror. Ere the last bone fell to earth The accurséd harvest sprang to life. Armed men…
1906 · PDF PAGE 128
…speech strangled, His force null? Nay, verily ! These petty sins His mercy and long-suffering pardon. What final crime of horror wins At last His gracious heart to harden ? What one last infamy shall wake His anger, for His great Name’s sake? Is there one sin so horrible That no forgiveness can obtain, That flings apart the bars of hell, | For which repentance shall be vain? . Ay! but there is! One act of ruth Done in my rash unthinking youth ! Who wonders if I hold the scale. Poised in my deep deliberate mind, Between the weight of Zidon’s Baa…