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1902 · PDF PAGE 63

Tannhäuser

…geth as a lioness bereaved, If, for a moment's breathing space, I move Back from the purple where her bosom heaved, Back from the chosen body that I love ? Whose lips cling faster still In desperate sweet will? Whose body melts as fire caught in wine Into the clasping soul ? Whose breathing breasts control Her heart's quick pulsing, and the sob of mine? O Venus, lady Venus, thou it is Whose fierce immortal kiss Abides upon me, about me, and within ! Thou, lady of the secret of the Sea, Made one for love with me, Love and desire and dream, a sen…

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1902 · PDF PAGE 138

Tannhäuser

… sobbing ! The earth quakes Responsive. Hillo-ho! Who comes by there ? [ Tannhduser enters. He appears old and worn ; but from his whole body radiates a dazzling light, and his face is that of the Christ crticified. Save us, Saints, save us ! I have looked on God ! Tannhauser. Heinrich! my friend, my old true-hearted friend ! Fear not ! I am not ghost, but living man ! Ah me, ah me, the sorrow of the world ! Heinrich. Thou, Tannhauser ! what miracle is this ? Your body glows —with what unearthly light ? Tannhauser. I did not know. Ah ! sorrow o…

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1902 · PDF PAGE 86

Tannhäuser

…ry be the meet ! Landgrave. Hands off me, fellow ! Who are you .'' Tannhauser. My lord, Your cousin. Is my face so changed with care, My body shrunken with my suffering (That was not ever of the body) so ."* Wolfram. I know you, my old friend ! Our chiefest bird ! Sweetest of singers ! Tannhauser. No, the naughty one ! 84

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1902 · PDF PAGE 50

Tannhäuser

The song that soars, and reads the starry runes, And swoons ! None but the dead can tune the lyre of love ! Come, love, thy body serpentine and bright ! What love is this, the heart of sombre hght. Impossible, and therefore infinite ? Sheer height ! None but the dead can twine the limbs of love. Come, love ! My body in thy passion weeps Tears keen as dewfall's, salter than the deep's. My bosom ! How its fortress wakes, and leaps, And sleeps ! None but the dead can sleep the sleep of love ! Come, love, caress me with endearing eyes ! Light the l…

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1902 · PDF PAGE 121

Tannhäuser

…lls again In the excited brain : Then, O then call not to thy view that visible Image of Nature ; fatal is her name ! It fitteth not thy body to behold That living light of Hell, The unluminous, dead flame. Until that body from the crucible Hath passed, pure gold ! 119

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1902 · PDF PAGE 61

Tannhäuser

…? Who, crowned and lissome as a living rose ? Sharp thorns in thee are set ; In me, in me beget The dolorous despair of this desire. Thy body sways and swings Above the tide of things, Laps me as ocean, wraps me round as fire ! Ye elemental sorceries of song, Surge, strenuous and strong, Seeking dead dreams, the secret of the shrine ; So that she drain my life and being up As from a golden cup, To minofle in her blood, death's kiss incarnadine. & Who cometh from the ocean as a flower ? Who blossometh above the barren sea ? Thy lotus set beneath…

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1902 · PDF PAGE 42

Tannhäuser

…man has ever crossed Again that River—the old fable's wrong ; .(Eneas came never to the ghostly side ! Was not the boat weighed with his body still ? Felt he the keen emotions of the dead ? Could he, the mortal and the warrior, Converse with Them, and understand ? Believe ! No soul has crossed in utter sympathy And yet returned ; because of this decree : No man can look upon the face of God ! Yet Moses looked upon His hinder parts. And I —yes, goddess ! in this passionate Life in our secret mountain, well I know Thy beauty, and Thy love, (altho…

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1902 · PDF PAGE 65

Tannhäuser

…sionate hatred, what infernal pains, Mixed with thy being in the womb of Death ? Blistering fire runs, Scorching, terrific suns. Through body and soul in this abominable Marriage of demon power Subtle and strong and sour, A draught of ichor of the veins of Hell ! Curses leap leprous, epicene, unclean. The soul of the Obscene Incarnate in the spirit : and above Hangs Sin, vast vampire, the corrupt, that swings Her unredeeming wings Over the world, and flaps for lust of Death —and Love! Venus. This man was drained of music ! Five new songs Chase …

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1902 · PDF PAGE 56

Tannhäuser

…putrefaction. But, in sleep, I will put off that evil as a clout Cast by a beggar. Venus. And the sore is left. Tannhauser. Oh, but this body, very consciousness ! I banish both. I cross the crimson wall — My spirit shall reach up to and attain That other. Venus. So Persephone must hold Thy life divided in Her dark domain. Tannhauser. Already I have tasted once of this In its own lesser way. Ten years ago I loved a maiden called Elizabeth. A child she was, so delicate and frail, Far, white, and lonely as the coldest star Set beyond gaze of any …

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1902 · PDF PAGE 119

Tannhäuser

…thee, The seeking and the striving to the light Deep in thine eyes, where Hell tlames steadily? I am not clinging thus Despairing to the body of thy sin For mere delight —Ah, deadly is to us The pleasure wrapping us, and holding in All love, all hate —the miserable way ! Dawns no devouring day Still on the infinite slow tune of limbs Moving in rapture ; sleepy echo swims In the dissolving brain. Love conquering lassitude at last to win Pain out of peace, and pleasure from a pang ; 117

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1902 · PDF PAGE 26

Tannhäuser

…ea ! So, find an answer where the dismal shore Of time beats back eternity ! No more ! Let me ride on more hastily than this. That so my body may be tired of me. And fling me to the old forgetful kiss. Sleep's, when my mind goes, riderless and free. Into some corner of eternity. Alas ! that mind returns from its abode With newer problems, fiercer thoughts ! But stay ! Suppose it came not ? It must be with God !— Then this dull house of gold and iron and clay Is happy also— 'tis an easy way ! 24

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1902 · PDF PAGE 120

Tannhäuser

…ars of impotence. The sad permuted sense Of this despair—what would you ? and renew The long soft warfare—the enchanted arms. The silken body's charms. The lips that murmur and the breasts that sting ; The eyes that sink so deep Beyond the steeps and avenues of sleep, And of their wonder bring No ultimation from the halls of night, The slippery staircase, and the Fatal Throne, The Evil House, the Fugitive of Light, The great Unluminous, the Formless One! Stoop not ! Beneath, a precipice is set. The Seven Steps. Stoop not, forget Never the splen…

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1902 · PDF PAGE 85

Tannhäuser

… again. I have not gained one jot since first I saw The stately bosom of the Venusberg, Save that mine eyes have seen a little truth, My body found a little weariness. I am very feeble ! Hither comes the hunt ! \_A horn winds quite close by. The noble, doomed, swift beauty ! Closer yet Pant the long hounds ! What heart he has ! One, two ! See the brach dying by his bloody flank ! So could not Tannhauser awhile ago. My help lay outside and above myself What skills him he is brave ? He ends the same. Poor stag! Here sweep the foremost hunters up.…

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1902 · PDF PAGE 75

Tannhäuser

… the epithets of love. Suspend my powers — constrain thee on my knees For thine old kisses. See, I am all thine ! All thine the splendid body, and the shape Of mighty breasts, and supple limbs, and wide Lips, and slow almond eyes ! Adorable, Seductive, sombre, moving amorously. Droop the long eyelids, purple with young blood. The lazy lashes and the flowing mane. The flame of fire from head to feet of me ! K 73

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1902 · PDF PAGE 32

Tannhäuser

Dread forked fire across the cloven sky ; Stripped off thy body of mortality — Nay, but on steeper slopes my love shall strive ! Our bodies perish and our hearts revive Vainly, unless the shaking sense beware The crested snakes shot trembling through our hair, Their wisdom ! But our souls leap, flash, unite, One crowned column of avenging light, Fixed and yet floating, infinite, immense, Caught in the meshes of the cruel sense, Two kissing breaths of agony and pleasure, Mixed, crowned, divided, beyond age or measure. Time, thought, or being ! N…

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