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68 TELEPATHY We made him love, we made him hate, We made him bless and curse us Yea, O my darling, we were Fate. Then how should Fate reverse us ? Yea, love ; how cruelly we played With the poor worm that we had made ! It cannot be (it cannot be !) That we ourselves are taken In the sweet snare, my Dorothy ! Did Love, true love, awaken ? And, even so, dear, why should we Be wildly wit-forsaken ? Yea ; for we digged a wanton pit. Ourselves are fallen into it. Our dance grew fierceself-stirred, self-willed ! And Bacchus shewed his forehead Jutti…
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70 TELEPATHY To some black cavern of the vast On some demonic pinion. And here we liediscrowned at last A monarch grown a minion. Yea ; we are come from the bright God To some most desolate abode. Or is it crowned, thrice crowned, we are ? Crowned with long thorns sharp-gleaming, So that bright blood jets out afar From starry brains a-streaming ? Yea ! in our night there shines a star Beyond our dearest dreaming. Yea ; there is born a fearful light Proceeding from the Infinite. However that may be, tis clear What duty bids endeavour : To fin…
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…LEPATHY 69 Our eyes were sunk in black eclipse To rise in glittering trances : Our belly-muscles tight as whips By dint of Arab dances ! Yea ; all our love is glittering steel Sharpened on tortures aching wheel. My Dorothy ! my Dorothy ! Our mouths were wried and bleeding. Loves eucharistic mystery ! Their suckling lips were feeding At the black breasts of ecstasy, Of ecstasy exceeding ! Yea ; at the paps of Isis we Drained starry milk of ecstasy. O thou close-fitted to my soul, Close-fitted to my skin, Moving as one delicious whole Without u…
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…PATHY 67 We slew the victim rightfully : We tore his soul to tatters, Still laughing through the tragedy We knew that nothing matters ! Yea ; fitted that strange play of Pan For Gods and fiends ; but not for man ! Unlessunlessunlessunless Our priestly hands were steaming With other life (sweet murderess !) That his that lay there screaming Between our knivesOr blood ! confess The truth ; or am I dreaming ? Yea ; floating on that cold pale flood Were two red stars of our own blood. We left our laugh, a smouldering coal Upon his naked middle…
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…The sobs, the sighs, the throbs, the cries Of love are nothing to me. My ladys magic madness flies Like poison through and through me ! Yea, love ; my echo is as loud As all the cries of all the crowd. The shaft of love she shot in May Still rankles in September ; The flames in June that died away Have yet a lively ember. I force myself to dream all day : Night wakes meI remember. Yea ; in the night thou lackest me. And I ? Ah surely I lack thee ! I must remember how we stood And let mad Paris pass us (Holding one moment to be good, For all t…
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…ter. My credits gone : the Deity May write me down a debtor, For I had thought that I was free I find I have a fetter ! (Her thought.) Yea ; must some god announce afresh No more they are twain ; they are one flesh ? For here I sit and laugh and smoke And play with youth and pleasure ; Life is a dream, and death a joke, And love a thing of leisure The dance is done, the spell is broke, And marred the merry measure ! Yea ; my small kiss is somehow worth The love of all the boys on earth ! The shy sweet smiles, the tender eyes And bodies sli…
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…y our fate To one poetis there one ? That beyond the miry weight Of the fog there shines a sun ! Be he comforted thereat ! . . . . . . Yea ! I chant your mastery ! In the hag-ridden, mange-bitten, Sodden, superstitious sty That John Milton made of Britain In the twentieth century, Two in blood the runes have written How to love and how to die ! Praise, O Martyrs ! Not one bead Of your strong blood but shall thrill In our hearts, and burn and breed Myriad children to your will. We will damn the cowards creed, And the eunuchs squeaking still…
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…ATHY 71 Thats the last folly, to forget, To cling to her, to trust her ! Shes but one starsupremely set, I grant !but in a cluster ! Yea ; we may tire ; the sea holds yet More fish than ever came to net !
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…a snare, Moaning thy mystical name Till my tongue is torn and bleeding ! Have I not gilded my nails And painted my lips with vermilion ? Yea ! thou art I ; the deed awakes, Thy lightning strikes ; thy thunder breaks Wild as the bride that wails In the bridegrooms plumed pavilion !
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vi DEDICATION Yea, with one song of starry flame In brilliance of immortal youth Didst thou stand stedfast and proclaim Freedom and Ecstasy and Truth, Erect amid the wreck of Things Poised on inexorable wings ! . . . . So much the universe may see When its bats-eyes may endure the sun : This secret rests my prize to me, That I knew thee, surpassed of none, Fighting and faithful to the end, A Perfect knight, a perfect friend.
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…TERMS Used in Stanza 3 of Dedication a marish contradict crashed, could and curse) tongue, for Out Heaven Tottered Hence hence ! [Here Yea ! I And if at instead wallowed larks ! Get must God no Slave, not truculence ; Now, crumbled One thy Our throne please, contemptuous remarks ; at restrict his Says : a sir, crone, sorry his stanza the theological Cringed third flickered this in utterly upon verse.] dung. we himself whom torrid, (with Ghosts write Jesus you thy
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…to my brain and spine : oh let them Flame like the ancient city Swallowed up by the sulphurous rivers When men let angels fret them ! II Yea ! let the South wind blow, And the Turkish banners advance, And the word go out : No quarter ! But I shall hold theeso While the boys and maidens dance About the shambles of slaughter ! III I know thee who thou art, The inmost fiend that curlest Thy vampire tongue about Earths corybantic heart, Hells warrior that whirlest The darts of horror and doubt !
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…e West and of the East The scorpions hole, the lions lair ! I kissed his mouthsublime despair ! Our souls were one ; our bodies met Yea ! darkness cover everywhere The secret of the House of Set !
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…es All life in its delirium of dances ! The white world glitters in the void, and swims Through infinite seas of transcendental trances. Yea ! all the hoarded seed of all my fancies Bursts in a shower of suns ! The wine-cup brims And bubbles over ; I drink deep the hymns Of sorceries, of spells, of necromancies And all my spirit shudders ; dew bedims My sightthese girls and their alluring glances ! Their eyes that burn like dawns lascivious lances Waking all earth to loveto love ! Life skims The cream of joy. If God could see what man sees, …
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…e me, tortured me, Mocked me with life, mocked me with death, Mocked me with loveO misery Of each gods death, of each slaves breath ! Yea, for that Thou didst give me her Indeed my Dorothy ! the sun That fires my life, the spell to stir My souls enchantments every one : For this I curse Thee ! she was fair As day and brighter than the moon And all the gold stung in her hair ; And all the dawn of Mayof June ! Kindled her cheeks ; her eyes were blue As all Thy skies, as all Thy seas. Her mouthOh God ! her mouth that slew Imaginations ecs…
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…m these infirm resolves And halting loves of your poor poets soul With radiance mild and tender, So that I see awhile the golden goal ! Yea ! all your light involves Me, me tenebrous, me too cold and base Ever to kindle to the maiden face (Three years my wife, three years of me unwon !) That would be mine, be mine, Were I but man enough To endure the rapture of that sudden sun The knowledge of your love, The assumption of me into that sweet shrine Whose godhead duly knows Only the one wind of the utmost heaven Through hyacinthine deeps Down fr…
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…ry ; of how One most white Withdrew that Whole, and hid it in the lobe Of his right Ear, So that the Universe one dewdrop did appear. XI Yea ! and the end revealed a word, a spell, An incantation, a device Whereby the Eye of the Most Terrible Wakes from Its wilderness of ice To flame, whereby the very core of hell Bursts from its rind, Sweeping the world away into the blank of mind. XII So then I saw my fault ; I plunged within The well, and brake the images That I had made, as I must makeMen spin The webs that snare themwhile the knees Bend …
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… detonated. Nature, God, mankind Like sulphur, nitre, charcoal, once Blended, in one annihilation blind Were rent into a myriad of suns. Yea ! all the mighty fabric of a Mind Stood in the abyss, Belching a Law for That more awful than for This. XVI Vain was the toil. So then I left the wood And came unto the still black sea, That oily monster of beatitude ! (Hath Thee for Me, and Me for Thee !) There as I stood, a mask of solitude Hiding a face Wried as a satyrs, rolled that ocean into space.
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…me ! Take thy wolfs meal of my loveliness ! Give me the reek of thy foul breath, and show me the lepers face behind the shining veil ! Yea ! Though I sink through measureless abysses, I trace the incommensurable curve. Thy foursquare wedge that rages in my circle shall match it at the infinite period. Polluted body, violated spirit, corrupted soul, stunned brain and tortured nerve : These merge into thy bloody maw, Echidna, that shall emerge the lone white flame of God.