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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 53

Orpheus

…d 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 rejoices, One song from the numberless…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 99

Orpheus

…laugh where whoredom trod ; The savage snarl of man against his friend :— How should he (such an one) perceive the end, Or listen to the voice of Nature, know it for the voice of God ? EPODE NATURE Lo! in the interstellar space of night, Clothed with deep darkness, the majestic spaces Abide the dawn of deity and light, Vibrate before the passionless pale faces Shrined in exceeding glory, eremite. The tortoise skies in sombre carapaces Await the expression and the hour of birth In silence through the adamantine girth. I rose in glory, gathered o…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 25

Orpheus

More light than the Sun; I am blinded, Sink, tremble, am lost in the sea. | The voice of thy singing descended, Rolled round me and wrapped me in mist, Some sense of thy being, borne splendid ; I dreamed, I desired, I was kissed. Some breath from thy music hath bound me ; Some tune from thy lyre hath found me. Thy words are as rushing of fire; But I know not the lilt of thy lyre :— Thy voice is as deep as the sea; Thy music is darkness to me. Str. B CALLIOPE Child of Thracian sire, on me begotten, Knowest thou not the laughter and the life? Kno…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 64

Orpheus

…llow roar across the golden waves Hidden in islands set deep in the untravelled sea. Across the corn from storm-cleft mountain-sides Our voice peals, like the thunder of the tides, Into the darkling hills that fringe Eternity. Dire and divine our womb unfruitful bears Deep music darker than tempestuous airs When Heaven’s anger wakes: when at our own decree, With clanging rocks sky-piercing for our tomb, We call the thunder from our own black womb, We hear the voice and we obey—we know not whom ! We hear thee, who are cliffs and pinnacles Higher…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 39

Orpheus

…dead weather, The veil of us falling On snow-height and heather, Or hovering and scrawling Strange signs in the zther. We hear the still voice, and we know him: we come! We are sightless and dumb. ORPHEUS More frail than your friends, The clouds borne above, The light of thee blends With the moon and her love. Thy spirit descends As a white-throated 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

… her cerement clothes, So secretly lies My soul in my snows; T awake, I arise, For my spirit now knows The first time in her eyes That a voice may 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 37

Orpheus

… Faster and faster— My soul is aware Of a sound that is dimmer and duller, wide wings adrift of the air. Their forces that wander No God-voice know they! Their bridals they squander! Unknown is their way! The sky’s heart? beyond her Sweet bosom they stray. Shall these then obey me and hear? . Shall the tameless ones hear and obey? From secretest places Whence darkness is drawn, Where terrible faces Enkindle the dawn, 38

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1905 · PDF PAGE 71

Orpheus

One voice of my voices Uncalled and unheard, No song that rejoices Of beast or of bird, No sound of my children sublime, But the spirit of time. Fear is his name, Nor flickers nor dies His blackening flame. Beware, were thou wise! Not him shalt thou hail from the dusk with thy breath ; His name—it is Death! | My seasons and years, Shalt thou traffic with these? Art thou Fate? Are her shears Asleep or at ease? Though Time were no more than the shape of thy glass— Beware! let him pass! ORPHEUS Not these do I fear, O Earth, for their peace. I cry …

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1905 · PDF PAGE 140

Orpheus

…l 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

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1905 · PDF PAGE 59

Orpheus

…em in thy virginal girth ? Ye mountains uplift As an arrow in air; Ice-crowned, rock-cliffed, Snow-bosomed bare, I give ye the gift Of a voice more fair. Leave echo, and wake, and proclaim that ye stand against death and despair ! , Ye hills where I rested In rapture of life, From dawn calm-breasted To evening’s strife, Where skies were nested With mist for a wife! Leave echo, and speak for yourselves: let your song pierce the heaven asaknife! __ 60

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1905 · PDF PAGE 94

Orpheus

In silence I wait For his voice to roll, For the coming of Fate, The strength of my soul. My words create One glorious whole From the fragments divided that seem past a man’s or a god's control. I, seeing the life Of the flowers renew, The victorious strife Of the spring run through, The child’s birth rife With loftier dew— I know the deep truth in myself ; see acacia in cypress and yew. Death is not at all! ’Tis a mask or a dream! The things that befall Only slumber or seem ! They fear; they appal— They are not as ye deem! Death died when I di…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 52

Orpheus

… 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

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1905 · PDF PAGE 139

Orpheus

… the earth from night ; And silence speaks indeed, Seeing the subtler speed Of its own thought than speech of the Pandean reed! There no voice may be heard ! No place for any word ! 140

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1905 · PDF PAGE 72

Orpheus

…t, Pause now while ye may In your heavenly flight! Give answer and say, Have I called ye aright? Are the strings 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 roc…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 85

Orpheus

…nd the song unspoken. ORPHEUS Come forth to the sound, Ye lustres of years That hide in profound Abysses of fears, Hidden and bound! The voice of tears Implores and impels ye, O lustres, with a tune that is strong as a seer’s. THE LUSTRES Fivefold the shape sublime that lifts its head Uniform, self-repeating, comparable At last to a man’s life: twice seven times dead Ere the light flickers in that citadel, Or the great whiteness lure his soul instead Of many-coloured earth: ere the strong spell Fail, and the Fates with iron-shapen shears Cut th…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 17

Orpheus

…ll adore me, Not seeing mean me, but Thyself in the glory, the splendidest star. Around me the planets shall thunder, And earth lift her voice to the sea; The moon shall be smitten with wonder, The starlight look love unto me. 18

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1905 · PDF PAGE 98

Orpheus

…eliest of all lands, Lovelier even than they Know in Elysian paths, heroic bands Treading dim gardens brighter than the day, Even in his voice who is passed, and shall not pass away! Here therefore I know Nature; I am filled With dew not earth-distilled As I have prayed in vain, not vainly willed. Now all the earth is stilled ; But ever the monotonous sea Keeps solemn symphony, Tuning my lyre to her own melody, Not understandable in colder lands Where no man understands More than the mart; the raucous ironshod Feet, smashing verses; the hard he…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 145

Orpheus

Darkens the blue pool’s silver mirror ? How bursts the mountain-chasm asunder ? Whose voice reverberates in thunder Muttering what curse? The sun dissolves In anguish; the mad moon revolves Like a wild thing about its cage ; The stars are shaken in the rage Of—who but Zeus? Before our gaze, (My love’s in shuddering amaze, Of birth deceived and death forlorn, And mine in anger, ay! and scorn !) He stood—the mighty One! So earth And heaven proclaimed that fearful birth: So they grew silent lest he curse. Dead silence hushed the universe; And then…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 75

Orpheus

… the new-leavéd trees The hidden stranger sees The moon’s sweet light, the shadows listening If a ghost-foot should fall: And if a ghost-voice call , Tremble the leaves and light-streaks of the spring. On wavering wing The small clouds gallop in the windy sky: The hoarse rooks 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 flicke…

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