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… how they laughed as lovers do, And took a lover’s shape, And how men sought them, free to woo— To leave them, no escape! Another: how a golden cup A golden girl would pour, And whoso laughed and drank it up Grew wise and warrior : But whoso stayed to smile and sup Returned—ah, never more! And yet again—a river steep, A maiden combing light, Her hair’s enchantment—she would weep And sing for love’s delight, Until the listener dropped to sleep In magic of her night. 135
1905 · PDF PAGE 76
…ves laugh low, and frosty-footed Time Shoulders a lighter burden ; in the dale Some distant notes of lovely music climb, Thrown from the golden-throated nightingale, Pale sobs of love and life With death and fear at strife, Fiercely beset and hardly conquering, When spring’s bright eyes at last Flash through the sullen past, And tune its pain to tears, its peace to sing. The earth’s lips cling To the child’s bosom, and low smiles revive ; Love is new-born upon the golden hour, And all the life of all the exultant spring Breathes in the wind tha…
1905 · PDF PAGE 64
The laughing companies of corn awaken, Their wind-swept waves by Dzdal music taken Into a golden heaven of festal song. We shake and glisten in the sun, we see The very soul and majesty of thee Thrill in the lyre and leave the lazy long Notes for crisp magic of sharp rustling sound, And thy life quickens and thy loves abound, Listening the answer of our dancing throng. Joy, sleep, peace, laughter, thought, remembrance, came Even at our prelude, a death-quickening flame, And earth rejoiced throughout to hear Demeter’s name. We come, in bass deep…
1905 · PDF PAGE 87
…y a man , Though his strength were as a spring’s Shall stretch out his span To the width of my wings! The years are enfolden In my bosom golden, My periods Are the hours of the Gods. They have their plan In my seasons; all things Are woven in the span — Of the spread of my wings. My brazen gates cleft By shafts shed of time, Are ruined and left As the Gods sing their rhyme. 88
1905 · PDF PAGE 140
…d recall Some memory mighty and mute In love’s poor substitute Of thee, thy Love too high, the impossible pursuit! Then from the cloud a golden voice Great harmonies persuade, That all the cosmic lawns rejoice Like laughter of a maid ; Till evolution had no choice, But heard it, and obeyed. “ Show by thy magic art The hero-story! Awake the maiden heart With tunes of glory! I4I
1905 · PDF PAGE 52
…s discover, But the light and glow of that they are meditating over. ORPHEUS O curves unbeholden, Bright glory of bays! Deep gulfs grown golden With dawn and its ways! With sunset enfolden In silvery praise! Come forth! I invoke ye, O gulfs, where the sea is as children, and plays. THE Bays Where the hills reach to heaven behind us A voice is rolled over the steep, Some godhead whose glory would blind us, Reflected far-off on the deep. 53
1905 · PDF PAGE 124
…es, as shining amethyst Melts to the sapphire’s sombre indigo, And lifts, still sapphire, to the ocean glow; Thence into emerald and the golden light, Till ruby crowns the river’s living flow And glory of colour in the sun’s own flame— Beyond, to colours without sense or name, Impossible to man, whose vivid sight Would blast him with their splendour as they came Flashing through spiritual space, withdrawn Now, and now flung triumphant in the dawn Not of mere sun’s rise, but before the birth Of a new system on the unfolded lawn Of space beyond t…
1905 · PDF PAGE 128
…mile Of her whole being is discomfited, The body broken, desolated, vile, Til nought remains but the memorial urn Of deep red gold, less golden than did burn Once the strong breast: the ash within is shed, Dust given for flowers : what memory shall turn i 129
1905 · PDF PAGE 149
… and cleaves The womb of night, another mightier world. Lost is my soul, and faded The light of life that braided Its comet tresses into golden fire. Fade, fade, the phantoms of desire ! Speed, speed the song of love upon the living lyre! Lo! I abide not, and my lover's glory Abides not: in the swaying of those tides Gathers beneath some mighty promontory One mightier wave, deep drowns it, and abides. Save that one wave alone Nought in the void is known, 150
1905 · PDF PAGE 84
…comprehend. Reeling from chaos, unto Chronos winning, Devoured of Him our Father and our friend, This is our life, lead winged or footed golden : We pass, and each of other is unbeholden. Ranged in dim spectral order and procession, We span man’s thought, we limit him in time ; None of the souls of earth have had possession Of larger loves or passions more sublime. Where the night-caverns hide our solemn session The summoning word lifts up our holy rhyme. Even as a mighty river, bend to bend, We rise in turn and look toward the end. Also, the G…
1905 · PDF PAGE 80
…le moonrise, Exulting also, now the sun is faded, | With joy of her supreme fertility And glowing masteries Of autumn summer-shaded, The golden fruit of all the blossoming sky. And now the watcher to the bright breasts blind Loses the seemly shape, the loud swift song; “Now the moon falls, and all the gold is gone, And round the storm-caught shape hard gusts of wind Blow, and her leaves are torn, a flying throng Of orange and purple and red; the sombre sun Shines darkly in her breast But wakes no joy therein, And all his kisses sharp and keen B…
1905 · PDF PAGE 77
…eather, While, bound in pearl-wrought bands, . Her bright hairstreams; shedraws the quivering feather Back to the small ear curved: with golden zone Gathering her limbs she stands alone Like a young antelope poised upon a spire of stone. What tender lightning flashes in the bosom Heaving with vigour of young life? What storm Gathers across the brow’s broad lotus-blossom? What sudden passion fills the fragrant form With subtle streams of warm Blood tingling to the finger-tips of rose? Swiftly the maiden closes The lustre of her look: disdainful …
1905 · PDF PAGE 142
…ngéd thing Loosed from yon twanging silver string Should strike, should hurt. But now she wakes, Wreathes like a waterfall of snakes The golden fervour of her hair About the body brave and bare Starred in the sunlight by the spray, And laughed upon me as I lay Watching the change: First dawn of fire First ghost of nightfall’s grey desire 143
1905 · PDF PAGE 73
…the earth. The green leaves fall, fall into his caresses, And all the world’s heart leaps, again addresses Its life, and girds it in the golden girth. Then noon full-fashioned lies upon the steep. The large sun sighs and turns his bridle-rein, Thinks of the ocean, turns his heart to sleep, Laughing no longer, not yet prone to weep, Feeling the prelude of the coming pain. The hills and dales are dumb beneath the heat, And all the world lies tranced or mutely dreaming, Save some low sigh caught up where pulses beat Of warm love waiting in the arb…
1905 · PDF PAGE 61
… wild laughter following: All these as lives of autumn and of spring We are: we follow across the rainbow cloven, A never-fading path of golden glory, Whereof the lone Leucadian promontory Holds one divinest gate: the other troven Far, far beyond in interlunar skies, Where the Himalayas stir them, and arise To listen to the song that swells our arteries. O moving labyrinth sun-crowned, dread maze Of starry paths, of Zeus-untrodden ways, Of mystic vales unfooted of the deep, Our mother, virgin yet in many places Unseen of man, beholden of the fa…
1905 · PDF PAGE 86
…k, and asks if life be wasted. Fivefold : delight in woman altering To joy of sunlight only: love of life Changing to fear of death: the golden spring Trembles ; he hates the cold, the winter strife, Laughs not with lust of combat: feebly cling His old hands: he has sepultured his wife: Last, palsied, shaking, drawing tremorous breath, He gasps—and stumbles in the pit of death. 87
1905 · PDF PAGE 63
…the larkspur rouses up To be the lark indeed amid the azalea bowers. Magnolia and light blooms of roses mute Rouse them to gather in one golden lute In fairy light and song into the sky to shoot. 64
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…w flowers and lawns of life, designed Nobler and newer in mine olden mind. Iam: I am not, but all-changing move The worlds evolving in a golden ladder Spiral or helical, fresh gusts of love Filling one sphere from the last sphere grown gladder ; All gateways leading far to the above. Even as the bright coils of the emerald adder Climb one by one in glory of sunlight, climb My children to me up the steep of Time. 104
1905 · PDF PAGE 104
…in me, in my moving moven, Are as my tears: all worlds that ever swam As dew of kisses on my lips: I am. But thou, chief lover, in whose golden heart The melody and music lifts its pzean, Whose lyre fulfilled of me, fathered of Art And that Sun’s song beyond the Empyréan, Who art myself, not any more apart, Having called my children by the call Pandean, Mellowed with Delphian gold, the Ephesian quiver, To float down Time for ever and for ever ;— I am thy lyre and thou mine harper: thou My music, I thy spirit: thou the lover And I the bride: the…