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1899 · PDF PAGE 89

Tale of Archais

THE TALE OF ARCHAIS 81 ARCHAIS Not a flower of them shall die That compose our canopy ; Beech and chestnut, poplar tall, Birch and elm shall flourish all Dewed with ever-living spring. Song and dance shall close the day, CHORUS Close this happy, happy day. CHARICLES Of your revels I’ll be king, ARCHAIS I the queen of your array. Both Foot it nimbly in the ring ! CHORUS Stay, stars, and dance with us. Our songs compel The very gods to tremble, Banish the ill ghosts of hell,

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1899 · PDF PAGE 92

Tale of Archais

84 THE TALE OF ARCHAIS In the arms of love we lie ; Music from the sky Tunes the hymeneal lyre that will echo till we die. God we feel is very nigh ; Soft, breeze, sigh While we kiss at last to slumber, And the varied number Of the forest songsters cry : This is immortality ; this is happiness for aye. Hush ! the music swells apace, Rolls its silver billows up Through the void demesne of space To the heavens’ azure cup ! Hush, my love, and sleep shall sigh This is immortality !

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1899 · PDF PAGE 88

Tale of Archais

…y. ARCHAIS Apple-blossom pile on high, Till the bridal bed is duly Panoplied with blooms that sigh. CHARICLES Not a flower of them shall die, Every one shall blossom newly ; Stars shall lend them of their beauty, Rain and sunshine know their duty.

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1899 · PDF PAGE 17

Tale of Archais

…ing of the May With sweet shy vigour, while from the south Toward his lips there came the shining breeze To taste life crystal-clear and die away.

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1899 · PDF PAGE 46

Tale of Archais

… the song’s sweetness, while the cold dead moon Was still and pale ; her nymphs are fain to sigh With sudden longing filled, and like to die For vain delight, for still across the sea Stole sensuous breaths of Sapphic melody

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1899 · PDF PAGE 55

Tale of Archais

…Whose awful stillness are lovers’ graves, Who chant in fearful melody the staves Of bitter doom.— Not unperceived of Cypris did her song Die fitfully upon her tremulous tongue, Nor fell the melody on cruel ears : The bright-throat goddess sped through many spheres Of sight, beyond the world, and flamed across All space, on wings that not the albatross

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1899 · PDF PAGE 54

Tale of Archais

…of Love, By whom the earth and all its fountains move In harmony, Hear thou the bitter overwhelming cry Of me, who love, who am about to die Because of love. O Queenliest Shrine, Keeper of keys of heaven, most divine Yet Queen of Pain,

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1899 · PDF PAGE 52

Tale of Archais

…airing then Of nature’s prophets, and of gods and men, She cast her arms wide open to the sky, Cried loud, and wept, and girt herself to die. It was a pinnacle of ivory Whereon she stood, the loftiest of three fangs

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1899 · PDF PAGE 53

Tale of Archais

… the gods endure With calm despair, the purpose to be passed Into the circle, that, serene and vast, Girds all, and is itself the All—to die—

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1899 · PDF PAGE 67

Tale of Archais

…ter of the borrowed cup And cried : “ In eating, swear. I have vowed to make The gods infernal on their couches quake With fear before I die ; I have vowed to live With one aim only ; never to forgive The wrong the gods do me, and in my form Love his high self, by whom the earth is warm To-day, by whose defiance the universe Would crash in one inextricable curse To primal chaos. Hear me, I have sworn.” Then, suddenly, more glorious than the morn Tipping the golden tops of autumn hills With light, more countless than the myriad rills Of bright d…

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1899 · PDF PAGE 22

Tale of Archais

…erveless wing, Wailing because the song the immortals sing Is so fast barred behind the iron sky. Speak but thine anger quickly ; let me die ! ” “ But I forgive thee, thou art good and kind. ” “ O love ! O love ! O mistress of my mind, You love me ! ” “ Nay, I was a while afraid, Being so white and tender ; for a maid I lived alone with flower and brook, nor guessed Another dwelt within the quiet nest

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1899 · PDF PAGE 34

Tale of Archais

26 THE TALE OF ARCHAIS Grew like a misty pillar in the sky, In all her veins the blood’s desires die, And then—O sudden ardour !—all her mind And memory faded, and looked outward, blind, Beyond their bitterness. Her arms she flung Around him, and with amorous lips and tongue Tortured his palate with extreme desire, And like a Mænad maddened ; equal fire Leapt in his veins ; locked close for love they lie, The heart’s dumb word exprest without a sigh In the strong magic of a lover’s kiss, And the twin light of love ; but Archais Felt through her…

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1899 · PDF PAGE 49

Tale of Archais

…ake, And hide thee in the temple ; Zeus hath spoken To me—me, Queen of Love—O sceptre broken !— O vainest of all realms ! that thou must die. This only chance is left thee yet, to fly Within that sanctity even he not dares To touch with impious hand ; thus unawares Creep in among the columns to a gate My hand shall show thee ; it will open straight And thou must lie forgotten till his rage Have lost its first excess—then may we wage A more successful war against his power.” But Charicles : “ Shall I for one short hour Fly from his tyranny ? Am …

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1899 · PDF PAGE 76

Tale of Archais

…to love! Farewell ! ” But he : “ Through all the silent grove I sought thee sighing—for thy love would I Consent to be a man, consent to die, Put off my godhead.” “ If thou sayest sooth, Any thy fair words bedew the flowers of truth Nor wander in the mazy groves of lying, I will be thine—speak not to me of dying Or abdication, sith I deem so far To tempt thee were unwise—we mortals are Chary to ask too much—didst thou refuse Either my honour or thy love to lose Were a hard portion, for in sooth I Love.” “ Ah happy hour, sweet moment ! Fairest g…

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