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THE TALE OF ARCHAIS 35 SONG OF APHRODITES HANDMAIDENS My dreams are sweet, because my heart is free Because our locks still mingle and lips meet, Because thine arms still hold me tenderly, My dreams are sweet. Visions of waters rippling by my feet, Trees that re-weave their branches lovingly, Birds that pass passionate on pinions fleet : Such quiet joys my eyes in slumber see— Let deaths keen sickle wander through the wheat ! I love not life oermuch ; since loving thee My dreams are sweet. Sing, little bird, it is dawn ; Chant, with the day …
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…; but now let song take wing Till the pale air swoon with the deep delight That makes cool noontide from the sultry night. What are your dreams, my maidens ? Your young dreams ? Are they of passion, or of rocks and streams, Of purple mountains, clad about with green, Or do their lamps grow dim in the unseen ? Sing to this hero ; sing, lure slumber to your queen.
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THE TALE OF ARCHAIS 37 Snow-hills and streams, dew-diamonded, Call us from silvery dreams To where the morning kindles red Snow-hills and streams. See, breezes whisper, sunlight gleams With gentle kissings ; flowers shed Pale scents, the whole sweet meadow steams. Forth, glittering shoulders, golden head, And tune our lutes to tender themes Among the lost loves of the dead, Snow-hills and streams. The queen clapped dainty hands, caressed of dew, And bade the love-lorn wanderer sing anew. His muse came trembling, soon through starry air it flew.…
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… Of dewy feet that trip ; while dainty falls Of spray-clad springs keep time : the summer haze Lies on the cornfields, the pale Corybant Dreams to the restless breeze that flings aslant Locks of vain love to strange and sunless rays That are the kiss of Bacchos wanton mouth. On such a lawn the tender Charicles Stretched limbs, that greet this morning 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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…ve-locks manifold Around her brow ; Mens lusts and womens woes Had not drawn nigh to dim those luminous eyes Full of strange longings, dreams not under- stood, Nor drawn around them th amethystine hood That lifes dark pencil drawn, and in no wise Was the soft bloom departed from the cheek, Clear, more of rose than of ivory. Nor had Shame And Lust made rich and full and ripe and red The dainty child-lips, nor made fierce and sleek The subtle smile that flickered as a flame About her lips and lightly came and fled.
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…ragrant beauty round. Thy ways are bound With petals that unclose When the sun seeks his way Through night and sleep and love to all the dreams of day. Love, sleep, and death ! The three that melt together, mingle so Man may not know The little change of breath (Caught sigh that love desires,) When love grows sleep, and sleep at last in death expires.
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…s thy rod, O high Lord God. O Lord our God ! O despot of the fields ! O silent god ! Who hidest visions underneath thy rod, And hast all dreams and all desires and fears, All secrets and all loves and joys Of all the long vague years For lightsome maidens and desire-pale boys Within thy worship. We desire thy bitter rod, O high Lord God !
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…se the growing dawn Deepened the glory of the misted lawn, For to his eyes, half open now, there seems A figure, fairer than his dearest dreams. He sprang, he caught her to his breast, the maid Smiled and lay back to look at him. He laid Her tender body on the sloping field, And felt her sighs in his embraces yield A sweeter music than all birds. But she, Lost in the love she might not know, may see No further than his face, and yet, aware Of her own fate, resisted like a snare Her own soft wishes. As she looked and saw His eager face, the iron…
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…h, Had not the goddess with the rosy shoon Stooped oer the silver surface of the moon To touch his brow with slumber, like a kiss Whose dreams perfused the name of Archais, Till the sweet odour dulled his brain, and sleep Loosened his limbs, most dreamless and most deep. The mosses serve him for a bed ; the trees Wave in the moonlight, daughters of the breeze ; Hardly the pleasant waters seem to shake, And only nightingales, for slumbers sake, Lull the soft stars and seas, and matchless music make. And now the sun is risen above the deep,
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…the red glow that promises the day Shall glory when the night is fled away In bonds, a captive ; so more glorious Than the supreme ideal dreams of us Mortals, he sprang forth suddenly a man. Wherefore the hag, triumphant, then began
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…r through the firmament That no false spirit might draw nigh. And still His angel ministers defend from ill The head they nurtured. Evil dreams and spells, Cast at the dimmest hour, the sword repels