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1910 · PDF PAGE 52

The World’s Tragedy

…SIPPUS, his disciple. GITON Young boys YAUGH WAUGH. A man vulture. HYLAS A lambkin. A dove. THE PERSONS OF THE TRAGEDY ALEXANDER, a wise king, ruling An ox. Macedon, Babylonia, etc. ZAKARIAH, an ass. TWO SATYRs. GOVINDA, king of the Indies. A fair man child. CHAU, SON of HEAVEN, king of Tar- TWO NYMPHS. tary and China. MIRIAM a Syrian Girl. A company of rats. A white-robed youth. A company of toads. Legions of apes, worms and monsters. A brass bottle containing a Mannikin AGRIPPA, a Roman century. In blue. PUBLIUS, his lieutenant. ISSA, the gro…

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1910 · PDF PAGE 95

The World’s Tragedy

… home now ! ALEXANDER to the Ist satyr What next ? How shall a babe scarce- sexed Avail when the dread offering Of the world’s mightiest king Is not received ? IST SATYR Impale You trembling fawn too frail Upon that ivory ruby rod That juts from the azure throne of God ! Then — as the scream chills the blue air, Draw the curved steel along The snow-pure throat ! Hold the bright hair Firm in one swarthy grip ; And ere the blood leap strong Suck with insensate lip That wine of Pan ! Ah, drink ! Great king — as if the brink Of Ganymede’s own cup f…

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1910 · PDF PAGE 93

The World’s Tragedy

…icy North Thus suddenly sprung forth Come ye to mar mine — ease ? For I was nigh at peace With the great soul of things. IST SATYR Hail, king of Kings ! It is our Master’s will That thou partake Of — this ! So do the goat and snake Dance on the pavement of sapphire To the sound of the wind-haunted lyre. And the light of a lewd understanding Shines in them, and they lick their lips, and spill Slaver of the stars ! Hail, king ! With Him fulfil The sacrament of earth Imperiously commanding That leaps again to birth At the divided flood

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1910 · PDF PAGE 13

The World’s Tragedy

…! ! ! It was there fore absolutely necessary for both of them to assure them- selves that the bedridden mother was of their way of thin- king, or neither could hold the “ Morning Meeting ” ; though I suppose either could preach the Gospel — morose vulptas ! Unhappily, that excellent lady was a hard case. She was quite deaf and very nearly blind ; while mentally she had never been remarkable for anything beyond a not una- miable imbecility. However, there was but one thing to be done, to argue her into conviction. They agreed to take eight-hour …

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1910 · PDF PAGE 160

The World’s Tragedy

THE BLUE DWARF. I07 JOHN The upshot ? ISSA I am sick of everything. JOHN Of me, Lord ? ISSA Thou the least, sweet queen and king. But — finally — in sooth, lad — even of thee. JOHN Lord, have I failed in love ? ISSA Failure must be. Not by thy fault, but fixed in every feature Of Mistress Smirking Whore, our Mother Nature, Whose filthy dugs our poisoned kisses suck. Pah ! the whole world is just a mass of muck. JOHN Wait, master ! that’s a Phrase.

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1910 · PDF PAGE 105

The World’s Tragedy

…eace in Pan Hide from us the knowledge of This eclipse of joy and love ! ALEXANDER Is there nothing but distress In the mystic vision lurking ? IST NYMPH Ah ! but were thy loveliness With the God supremely working ! ALEXANDER Nymph, thy face is like a flower Fairer than the driven foam ! Shining like an honeycomb Is thy body — and thy soul Shoots me to the gilded goal. I shall master yet the hour. SATYRS King of Kings, we bow before Thee ; As our Master we adore Thee.

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1910 · PDF PAGE 99

The World’s Tragedy

46 THE WORLD’S TRAGEDY. Ah ! my pan, if blood suffice, Crush the world as in a vice ! IST NYMPH King of kings, the world shall bleed In the vilest vice of vices. 2ND NYMPH While the riddle thou hast ree’d Mocks them with its “ Blood suffices ”. ALEXANDER Know ye, bright ones, who I am ? I have slain a thing adored At this altar to its Lord, As a butcher kills a lamb. IST NYMPH That shall be — thou rightly fearest — Till the Balance weigh the Ram. 2ND NYMPH Men shall even slay their dearest For the sake of that slain lamb.

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1910 · PDF PAGE 91

The World’s Tragedy

…hic glaive. How then ? What other price May serve thy sacrifice ? Ah ! by the evil glint Of sun, portends an hint. Shall I the childless king, Chaste in thy praise, resign That which was never mine, The power of — spring ? Ay ! by the fierce glad gleam On thy dark lips, I see Thy sober ecstasy To watch the soft bright stream Bubble and curl, like passion-flowers alight On the seductive malachite, To take with greedy joy This — toy. The jewels all-precious of a man Waste death before thee — Pan !

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1910 · PDF PAGE 140

The World’s Tragedy

…ld-inlaid Sharp as an arrow from the heavenly quiver ; Its hilt of clustered fires, a crusted jewel Fashioned in the likeness of a demon-king Most exquisitely cruel : — Daily I try my luck By the Oracle of the Bleeding Duck. GOVINDA Look ! what a horrid horde of toads Hops from the Syrian wench ! Toads, issuing from the maid, hop off croaking into the darkness. MIRIAM Ah ! ribald croak !

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1910 · PDF PAGE 170

The World’s Tragedy

…E. — The thick darkness of the Emptiness of Things. Yet in the midst appears a certain glory veiling the figure of a tall stern man, the king Alexander. In his hand is a black rod clothed with twin glittering snakes, the royal Uraeus serpents of ancient Khem ; at its point gleams faint and blue A star of six rays, whose light now illumines the pale and tortured features of a man, with outstret- ched arms, who is hanging (apparently) in space. It is Issa, but the weariness is gone ; and noble-strong is the scarred brow of his agony. ALEXANDER. I…

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1910 · PDF PAGE 190

The World’s Tragedy

…e is flung upon her fate. (He wheels with the rest, as they march down the hill. Above, a faintly luminous Shadow, appears Alexander the king, or as it were an image of his image.) ALEXANDER The flood sweeps on From horizon to horizon. Beauty, strength, virtue, all are gone. (the eclipse passes.) Now sudden springs the natural face Of all the earth’s old grace. The broad sun smiles, as if that fatal close Of the revel in the garden of Eros

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1910 · PDF PAGE 123

The World’s Tragedy

…y of Sin, Wrapped in its purple robe Stained with mine own maid’s blood. Yea ! for all glorious within Am I, most like the daughter of a king, Voluptuously languishing Like a great queen afloat upon the flood In gilded barge

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1910 · PDF PAGE 88

The World’s Tragedy

…mpletely hidden from the outer world by its ilex, and by the dark fastnesses of yew and cypress about it. The man — Alexander, the great king — stands upright, facing the God, his arms raised as if to smite with the sword. ALEXANDER Naked I stand In the Garden of Pan. Bare is the brand That maketh a man. The saying is said ;

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