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1905 · PDF PAGE 53

Orpheus

We hear the low chant that may bind us, The song from the ultimate shore. We come that our lover may find us His bride as he found us before. We listen, and love; and his voice is the voice of the God we adore. ORPHEUS Come forth in your gladness, O end of all these! O sorrow and madness And passion and ease, Sharp joy and sweet sadness, Deep life and deep peace ! Come forth! I invoke you, ringed round, earth’s girdle, the manifold seas ! THE SEA I hear but one voice in our voices ; One tune, multitudinous notes; One life that burns low or rejo…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 66

Orpheus

…ove asunder, And wakes the new life’s promise in pale wonder, Shattering the moulded glass, the shape Selenian. Fruits of the earth, our low song joins the crowd. We need not (to be heard) to thunder loud. Our hearts are lifted up, our heads with love low bowed. The tenderest light, the deepest hidden, is shed Up through dark earth—your home, O happy dead !— Crusted in darkness lie the secret lights. Formed in the agony of earth as tears, Clothed in the crystal mirror of the years, We dwell, sweet-hearted nun-like eremites ! Diamond and ruby, t…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 95

Orpheus

…eath ! Death is not for ye any more, for I am the Master of Death!” PARABASIS As I sit in the sound Of the wash of the surf, On the long low ground, The trees and the turf ; In front the profound, The warrior seas, Upstirred of the breeze, By the far reef bound— I know the low music of love, I feel the sweet murmur in me, My soul is in tune with the sea. The stars are above me, The rocks are below me, The sea is around! Great Gods that love me Lead me, and show me . Their powers profound. Their lightnings move me To stir me, to throw me As into…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 72

Orpheus

…ngs of my lyre as fire, the voice of my singing as light? THE Hours Darkness and daylight in divided measure Gather as petals of the sunflower, In many seasons seek the lotus-treasure, Following as dancing maidens, mute for pleasure, The fervent flying footsteps of the Hour. The sun looks over the memorial hills, The trampling of his horses heard as wind ; He leaps and turns, and all his fragrance fills The shade and silence; all the rocks and rills Ring with the triumph of his steeds behind. The bright air winnowed by the plumeless leapers Lau…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 76

Orpheus

…ur in their sleep: the moonlight dips And laughs, seeing how young buds catch life from these Child-kisses on the stem. The leaves 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 …

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1905 · PDF PAGE 63

Orpheus

More tranced than death in this far following, Careless of winter, not invoking spring ; And all the witless woods company us and sing. But not the glades by song of thee unstricken? Not they? Shall they refuse the pulse to quicken, Soft smiting the low melody of light? Tuned without fingers, the wild woods lift high The wordless chant, the murmurous melody, The song that dwells like moon-enkindled night. We draw from low palm groves and cedar hills, From stern grey slumbers, for thy music fills All earth with unimaginable delight. Have we not …

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1905 · PDF PAGE 39

Orpheus

…oated dove. Come forth! I invoke thee, O mist, and make me a sharer thereof! THE MIST From valleys of violet My shadow hath kissed, From low-lying islet, A vision of mist, 40

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1905 · PDF PAGE 41

Orpheus

…ay unclose My petals: I hear it; I come; I clasp the warm ground In my passion profound. ORPHEUS In valleys heaped high, In drifts lying low, Swift slopes to the sky, Come forth to me, snow! 42

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1905 · PDF PAGE 49

Orpheus

…petals All our limpid drops, and wraps Earth with green, as water settles On the rocks and in their gaps, Mossy rainbow-tinted maidens, flowers and fernshoots in their laps. ORPHEUS Low down in the hollows And vales of the earth, What eagle-sight follows Your length and green girth? Your light is Apollo’s, Diana’s your mirth! Come forth! I invoke ye, O rivers, I have watched your mysterious birth! THE RIVERS In the lowland gently swelling, Born and risen out of rain, Wide the curves and arrowy dwelling Where we rest or roll again. 50

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1905 · PDF PAGE 40

Orpheus

The voice of my pilot Steals soft to insist. O azure of sky, let Me pass to the tryst! I hear the low voice of my love; and I rest A maid on his breast. ORPHEUS Thou child of soft wind And the luminous air, Thou, stealing behind As a ghost, as a rare Soft dew, as a blind Fierce lion from his lair, Come forth! I invoke thee, O rain, look forth with thy countenance fair! THE RAIN From highland far drifted, From river-fed lawn, From clouds thunder-rifted, I leap as a fawn. The voice is uplifted, The lord of my dawn; My spirit is shifted, My love i…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 93

Orpheus

…Life thrills in me; Vibrates on the lyre; The Fates still spin me Their thread of desire : Still, woo and win me Soft eyes, and the dire Low fervour of sensual phrase, song kin to the nether- most fire! 94

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1905 · PDF PAGE 28

Orpheus

…oving worlds retire; As the hoarse sounds of the heaven wonder When Zeus flings forth his fire; As the clang of swords in battle; As the low of home-driven cattle; As the wail of mothers children-losing; As the clamorous cries of darkening death ; As the joy-gasp of love’s chosen choosing; As the babe’s first voluntary breath ; As the storm and tempest fallen at even; As the crack and hissing of the levin; As the soft sough of tree-boughs wind-shaken ; As the fearful cry of souls in hell, When past death and blinder life they waken, Seeing Styx…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 79

Orpheus

…When night is fallen, and the sleepy swoon Of warm waves lap the shoreland, one by one ; Forgetful kisses like a dream’s possess All the low-lying land, And, statelier than the swaying form Of some loud God, lifting the storm In his disastrous hand, Steps the sweet-voiced, the mellow motherhood Glad of the sun’s kiss, full of life, well wooed And won and brought to his bed, Proud of her rhythm in the lusty kiss, Triumphant and exulting in the mood Wherein her being is Crowned with a husband’s head, And left in solitude which is not solitude. Sh…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 75

Orpheus

…s croak and droop them to the nest: One sweet small throat begins to sing, Becomes the song, losing identity Ere its wail wakes the long low-lying crest That rears across the west. | Spring, maiden-footed, steals across the space, Sandalled with tremulous light, with flickering hair Blown o’er the sweet looks of the fair child-face, Like willows drooping o’er the liquid mere, 76

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1905 · PDF PAGE 73

Orpheus

… 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 arboreal seat Till the shade lengthen on the lawn light-gleaming. Now all the birds change tune, and all the light Glows lowlier, musing on departed day. Strange wings and sombre, heralding the night, Fleet far across the woods; and gleaming bright The evening star looks from the orient way. Shadow and silence deepen: all the woods Take on a tend…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 61

Orpheus

We gather to the sombre sound, as spring Had whispered, “ Follow,” hiding in her wing Her glorious head and flowing breast of wine. Though in the hollow of her heart be set So deep and awful a fire, though the net Of all her robes be frail as we are fine, We gather, listening to the living lyre Like falling water shot with amber fire, And blown aloft by winds even to heaven’s desire. Deep starry gems set in a silver sea, Sullen low voices of dark minstrelsy, Light whispers of strange loves, of silver woven, Dumb kisses and wild laughter followi…

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