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…desire was touched of my desire, And both grew one delirious delight And I was made your wife for everso. How you lay close to me, your head quite low In the warm pillow where my head had lain, And I, as a young heifer newly slain, With soft tears wept and waited for your kiss, And knew the exquisite delight of pain Borne for loves sakeso lazily as this For ever, with your eyelids silver rain Freshing my soul with unimagined showers.
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…d the rage of Heaven, safe beyond the ocean blast. CHARICLES In the arms of love close prest, And thy tender breast Pillows now my happy head ; softly breezes from the west Both Stir the ring-doves nest.
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…per, 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. SONG OF CHARICLES Within the forest gloom There lies a lovers bower, A lotus-flower In bloom.
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… watching, hold them mute, And light and silence, the twin-born of truth, Reign oer the meadow, and possess the wold. The poet bows his head, and lays aside his lute.
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PROLOGUE 3 Rolled and roared and soared to sky ; Lofty head and knee unbended Dared and dazzled the offended Lord of Triple Diety. * * * But thine arrow sped awry, Struck the gentle Christ again ; But he smiled through all his pain : Priestcraft and red tyranny Have ursurped My crown : Children, in my scepter lurks The old fire, with you works All My Strength Immortal, when you tear the lying fabric down. May Mans Spirit yet be great ? Gather power himself to rule, Master circumstance and fate, Laugh for joy and smile for dule, Weep brave …
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…Is thy lover fled ? Has the dancer danced away ? Is the voice of ocean mute ? Is the hour of dreamland dead ? Nay, the slumbers of thine head Shall be until thy lures. Love shall gird thee as a garment while thy very life endures Sing, lute, sing a sweeter measure, Drown the wild discordant notes, Life, sob out thy chant of pleasure (Love a lure, and life a treasure) As a thousand thrushes passion Throbbed it from a thousand throats, In the wild Hesperian garden, in the old Danaic fashion. Bard of Fate, thy song is ended : Splendid it began an…
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…y mother, whose foul tomb Is a black serpent, spotted with the gloom Of venomous red flecks, and poisonous sweat, While on her flat lewd head the mark is set Of utter loathsomeness ; and I, her child Born of incestuous lust, and sore defiled With evil parentage, am now (Most just Unpitying Zeus !) condemned with her, I must The hated semblance of a serpent wear When noon rides forth upon the crystal air. While yet she spake, the dwindling shadow ran Beneath the feet of Charicles, the wan Waste water glinted free, and to the deep Cool pebbles …
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…arth and all the seas that roar And stars that sing, by rivers and fresh flood, By his own essence, by his body and blood, To lay his godhead down, till night drew nigh, To be a mortal till the vesper cry Of dying breezes. So the morning past And found them linked inexorably fast Each in the others arms. Their lips are wed To drink the breezes from the fountain-head Of lovers breath. Now Zeus half rises up, Sips once again from that moon-curvéd cup, And, in his passion gazing on the flower, Darker and riper for Loves perfect hour, His clear …
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…ber-scented flame Befitting his high office ; but his word, Too terrible for mortals, passed unheard To Cypris ear alone. She bowed her head And bade her nymphs prepare a royal bed Where he should rest awhile ; and, being gone, Cypris and Charicles were left alone. An aureole of purple round her brow
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…f the sleeping maid, But looked upon her lips, checked course, and stayed, And noted all the virginal fresh air Of Charicles, the maiden head half bare To Phoibos kiss, half veiled by dimpled arms Within whose love it rested, all her charms Half-shown, half-hidden, amorous but chaste. And so, between the branches interlaced And all the purple white-starred undergrowth, Zeus crept beside the maid, little loath To waken her caresses, and let noon Fade into midnight in the amorous swoon
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…aiden, clad in the abundant flame Of setting sun, with shapely shoulders bare, And even the glory of her midday hair Was bound above her head ; so, naked pure, Fixed in that purpose, which 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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THE TALE OF ARCHAIS 59 Stroked his flat head, his body curved and slim, And from the fire brought milk. He drank it up From the coarse pewter 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, …
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…rly So dark his soul had grown that never he For shame and sorrow wore the form of man. So to the hut on writing coils he ran With angry head erect, and passed within Its rotten doorway. Then the thing of Sin That mocked the name of woman fondled him,
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…e sang thus. The sky a solemn echo gave. SONG OF ARCHAIS O Kill me with the Purple of Your Mouth ! And Slay me with the Gold of Your Forehead ! And bring me with you to the swarthy south ! And bury me in your desires bed ! Mine you shall be in life, in death, in dream, Mine in the years that are, and those that seem ; One with my essence, as your lips absorb My breath, and make it breezes for your bed, And all my body, to fill full the orb Of golden splendour of your royal head. King of my life and crown of my desire, King of all death when li…
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…ens sent So sweet a savour 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