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1906 · PDF PAGE 15

Collected Works (Vol. II)

…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 soul from soul To new strange passions in unholy lands, Where love’s breath chars and scorches like a coal. So she is dead to-day—the sweet bells toll A lost, lost soul, a soul in Satan’s bands, A lost, lost soul ! ODE TO VENUS CALLIPYGE.! WHERE was light when thy body came Out of the womb of a perished prayer? W…

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1906 · PDF PAGE 127

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AHAB AND OTHER POEMS DEDICACE. TO G. Cc. J. P1LGRIM of the sun, be this thy scrip! The severing lightnings of the mind Avail where soul and spirit slip, And the Eye is blind. Paris, December 9, 1902. RONDEL. By palm and pagoda enchaunted o’er- shadowed, [I lie in the light Of stars that are bright beyond suns that all poets have vaunted In the deep-breathing amorous bosom of forests of amazon might By palm and pagoda enchaunted. By spells that are murmured and rays of my soul strongly flung, never daunted ; By gesture of tracery traced with a w…

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1906 · PDF PAGE 36

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…e, and my wings feel no wind’s breath. ) Thou art all too fierce and calm, too bitter and sweet, alas ! Thou weavest a cruel charm on my soul that is as glass. I know thee not, who art naked; I le be- neath thy feet Who hast called till my spirit achéd with a pang too deathly sweet. Thou hast given thee to me dying, and made thy bed to me. I shiver, I shrink, and, sighing, lament it cannot be. I have no limbs as a God’s to close thee in and hold : Too brief are my periods, and my hours are barren of gold. I am not thewed as Jove to kill thee in…

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1906 · PDF PAGE 116

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…eirs was sweet, MEDEA. Thine therefore should be sweeter. ORPHEUS., The Gods grant it ! Lift up this love of peace and bliss, The starry soul of wine, Destruction’s formidable kiss, The lamp of the divine : This shadow of a nobler name Whose life is strife, whose soul is fame ! I rather will exalt the soul Of man to loftier height, And kindle at a livelier coal The subtler soul of Light. From these soft splendours ofa dream T turn, and seek the Self supreme. This world is shadow-shapen of The bitterness of pain. Vain are the little lamps of ilo…

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1906 · PDF PAGE 47

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ANIMA LUNAE Al Before she knows that love: so mused the king ; ‘‘T am not weary of the soul of spring,” He said, ‘‘none happier in this causeless chain Of life that bears no fruit of pain, No seed of sorrow,” yet his heart was stirred, And, wasting no weak word On the invulnerable air, that had No soul of memories sad, He passed through all the palace: in his bowers He stooped and kissed the flowers ; And in his hall of audience stayed awhile, And with a glad strange smile Bade a farewell to all those lords of his; And greeted with a kiss The v…

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1906 · PDF PAGE 26

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…f fire, Kindled from that immeasurable light The boundless, the immutable. Come forth, My God, my lover, spirit of my heart, Heart of my soul, white virgin of the Dawn, My Queen of all perfection, come thou forth From thine abode beyond the Silences To me the prisoner, me the mortal man, Shrined in this clay : come forth, I say, to me, Initiate my quickened soul; draw near, And let the glory of thy Godhead shine Through all the luminous aethers of the air Even to earth, thy footstool ; unto me Who by these sacred invocations draw The holy influ…

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1906 · PDF PAGE 122

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116 THE ARGONAUTS The sense is riven, and the soul Goes glimmering to the abode, Where aeons in one moment roll, And one thought shapes to its control Body’s forgotten load. Our lady sleeps! Our lady smiles In far Elysian isles ! FIRST WOMAN. Thrice have I crept towards the bed, and thrice An unseen hand has caught the uplifted knife, A grinning face lurked out from the blank air Between me and that filthy sorceress. SECOND WOMAN. Daily I poison the she-devil’s drink, And nothing harms her ! THIRD WOMAN. I have a toad whose breath Destroys all …

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1906 · PDF PAGE 24

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…beating high with hope and pride, Thou didst whip out those merchants vile with force, At last the master? Did not keen remorse Bite thy soul ere the spear had pierced thy side ? VII. I, certes, I shall gladly quit this hell Where dream and action walk not hand- in-hand ! May I use the brand and perish by the brand ! Saint Peter denied Jesus. He did well. GLOIRE ET LOUANGE, GLoRY and praise to thee, O Satan, in the height Of Heaven, where thou didst rule, and in the night Of Hell, where conquered, dost dream silently ! Grant that one day my sou…

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1906 · PDF PAGE 165

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…oy to revel Betwixt Iscariot and the Devil, Throned in their midst! No pain to feel, Tossed on some burning bed of steel, But theirs: My soul of love should swell And, on those piteous floors they trod, Feel, and make God feel, out of Hell, Across the gulf impassable, That He was damned and I was God! Ay! Let him rise and answer me. Ethical and That false creative Deity, eloquent de- Whence came his right to rack the Earth Christian Cos- With pangs of death,” disease, and birth : mogony. No joy unmarred by pain and grief: Insult on injury heape…

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1906 · PDF PAGE 32

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…on thy universal brow. I hear white serpents hiss and wild black dragons roll ; And the storm of love is on thee—ah ! shall it touch thy soul? Nay, O my mother, in eternal calm thy virginal depths lie. The peace of God, that passeth understanding, that am [! Even I, perceiving deeply beneath the eyes of flame The soul that, kindling, is not kindled: I have known thy Name. Awake, O soaring billows! Lighten the raging dome, Wrap the wide horizon in a single cloak of flaming foam, Leap in your fury! Beat upon the shores unseen! Devour your food, T…

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1906 · PDF PAGE 79

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…breasted, maiden as the rose of day Dawning on snowy mountains: through deep night Her body gleamed self-luminously white With the sweet soul that sundered the quick clay, And all her being was a sense of May ;— Scent conquering colour, soul out- running sight. Not with the Lysian,! nor Iacchian dew Of frenzy covered, but with warmer flakes Of Aphrodite shed upon our life, We clung still closer, till the soul ran through Body to body, twined like sunny snakes, Sinlessly knowing we were man and wife. THE TWENTY-FIRST DAY. “ Mal, Dispute it like …

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1906 · PDF PAGE 30

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…ed the word along, the signal of wide war. All earth took up the sound, And, being in one tune securely bound, Even as a star became the soul of silence most profound. IV. Thus there, the centre of that death that darkened, I sat and listened, if God’s voice should break . _And pierce the hollow of my ear that hearkened, Lest God should speak and find me not awake> For his own sake. No voice, no song might pierce or penetrate That enviable universal state. The sun and moon beheld, stood still. Only the spirit’s axis, will, Considered its own so…

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1906 · PDF PAGE 68

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…e red sun, A sight to slay or stun; Sepulchral dews Fall from the rayless globe, Whose sightless fingers probe My golden-folded robe, My soul’s misuse. And in that thankless shape Vines grow without a grape, Thorns roseless spring. Nay! There is no escape :— The yawning portals gape, The orbed ring As by a whirlpool drawn Into that devil-dawn :— I sink and shriek and fawn Upon the thing. Ha! in the desperate pang And subtle stroke and fang Of hateful kisses Whence devilish laughter sprang, Close on me with a clang The brazen abysses. The leopar…

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1906 · PDF PAGE 168

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… Christ ascends,” I take the symbol, leave the fact, Decline to make the smallest pact With your creative Deity, And say: The Christhood-soul in me, Risen of late, is now quite clear Even of the smallest taint of Earth. Supplanting God, the Man has birth (“ New Birth” you'll call the same, I fear,) Transcends the ordinary sphere And flies in the direction ‘‘x.” (There lies the fourth dimension.) Vex My soul no more with mistranslations From Genesis to Revelations, But leave me with the Flaming Star,” Jeheshua (See thou Zohar !) And thus our for…

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1906 · PDF PAGE 166

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… else, to meet man’s subtle foe, God—and oh! infamy of terror! Be like him—like him! And for ever! At least I make not such an error: My soul must utterly dissever — 635 Its very silliest thought, belief, From such a God as possible, Its vilest from his worship. Never! Avaunt, abominable chief Of Hate’s grim legions ; let me well 640 Gird up my loins and make endeavour, And seek a refuge from my grief, O never in Heaven—but in Hell! Death-bed of “Oh, very well!” I think you say, poet. Effect “Wait only till your dying day ! 645 of body on : . m…

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1906 · PDF PAGE 253

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…at “the Ego posits the Non-Ego,” and we learn that nothing really exists after all but Brahm. They then distinguish between Jivatma, the soul-conditioned; and Paramatma, the soul free; the former being the base of our normal consciousness; the latter of the Nirvikalpa-Samadhi conscious- 1 ‘The Buddhist position may be interpreted as agnostic in this matter, these arguments being directed against, and destructive of, the unwarranted assumptions of the Hindus; but no more. See Sabbasava Sutta, ro. ‘‘In him, thus unwisely considering, there spring…

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1906 · PDF PAGE 29

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…ashion Poet’s pavilion. Let me build for thee an abiding palace Rainbow-hued to affirm thy light divided, Yet where starry words, by thy soul guided, . Sing as they glisten, Dew-drops diamonded from the abundant chalice ! Swoons the prayer to silence ; pale the altar Glows at thy presence as the last words falter— Lycian, listen ! THE HERMIT’S HYMN TO SOLITUDE. Namo Tassa Bhagavato Arahato Sammasam- buddhasa. Venerable Lord and Best of Friends, We, seeing the cycle in which Maha Brahma is perhaps more a drifting buoy than ourselves, knowing tha…

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…9 A sleep as deep as theirs bestow, Dear angel of my dreams ! Bid time now cease its to-and-fro That I may dwell with thee, and know The soul from that which seems ! The long hair 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 hai…

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1906 · PDF PAGE 61

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…pire to range, Whence the moon and the meteor hearken The perpetual rhythm of change, On earth and in heaven deluded With time, that the soul of us kills, I have passed. I have brooded, fled far to the wooded And desolate hills. Not there is the changing of voices That lament or regret or are sad, But the sun in his strength rejoices, The moon in her beauty is glad. As timeless and deathless time passes, And death is a hermit that dwells By the imminent masses of ice, where the grasses Abandon the fells. There silence, arrayed as a spectre, Is …

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… in the hills. A strength that is more than the summer Is firm in that silence and rest, Though stiller the rocks be and dumber That the soul of its slumber oppressed. For stronger control is than urging, And mightier the heart of the sea Than her waves deep-merging and striving and surging That deem they are free. In spirit I stand on the mountain, My soul into God’s withdrawn, And look to the East like a fountain That shoots up the spray of the dawn. And the life of the mountain swims through me (So the song of a thrush in me thrills) And the…

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