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Venus. Explain, explain ! Tannhauser. As if were kindled into gold and fire The East ! Venus. The East ! Tannhauser. As if a flowerless moss Suddenly broke in passionate primroses ! Venus. Violets, violets ! Tannhauser. Or as if a man Lay in the fairest garden of the world, In the beginning : and grew suddenly A living soul at that caressing wind ! Venus. A living soul ! Tannhauser. So is Thy shade to me When sleep takes shape. 43
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Venus. What ? Art thou mad ? Come close to me again. Forget this nightmare. Rather, tell me it, And I will soothe thee. Have I not a balm, A sovereign comfort in my old caress ? Tannhauser. I must begone. She waits. Venus. Who waits ? Come here ! Let us talk fondly, set together still, Not with these shouts and wavings of the arms, Struts and unseemly gestures. Tannhauser ! Tannhauser. She waits for me, my sweet Elizabeth ! Venus or Lilith, I have loved thee well ! Now, to my freedom ! Venus. Your Elizabeth ! • Tannhauser. Ay, to those pure and…
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Venus. Mere thunder on the mountain top. Do this, And I will come in sleep, in sleep renew The carnal joys of day. Tannhauser. Hast Thou forgot ? It is the fleshly I would flee ! Venus. Forget ? But I strive fleshwards. Let our sleep renew The endless struggle —and perhaps, for thee, For thee !—the veil may lift another fold. Tannhauser. Why dost Thou hate this vision ? Venus. She would take Thee from these arms ! Tannhauser. But she is beautiful With Thine own beauty : yet as if the God Cancelled its mortal comeliness, and came More intimate t…
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Venus. Save me, my knight ! To thy sufficing arms I cHng in this distress of womanhood ! Tannhauser. Kiss me the last time. Venus. Whom have I but thee, Thee in the ages ? Barren were my bhss And shorn my Godhead of eternal joy, Barred from thy kiss. Tannhauser. Call not thyself again Goddess. I saw thee in the Presence there. The scales are fallen, and mine eyes see clear. Venus. Then you would leave me ? Serpent if I were, My coils should press in dolorous delight Thy straining bosom, and my kiss were death ! Death ! Dost thou live, Tannhause…
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Venus. She is mine enemy Hate her, O hate her, she will slay thy soul ! Tannhauser. And is my soul not slain within me now ? Yet, I do hate her—in these waking hours. But in my sleep she grows upon the sense, A solitary lotus that pales forth In the wide seas of space and separateness. That radiance !—Amber-scented voice of light, Calling my name, ever, ever calling — Venus. Answer that call—and thou art lost indeed ! Wake thou thy spirit in this hateful sleep, Keeping the vision, rise, and spit on her ! Tannhauser. Spit on Thy likeness ? I who…
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…uld not bring That human lig^ht and livinar ! I will win. He must have banished Her—and dreams of me. Tannhauser {in sleep). Elizabeth ! Venus. His far-off baby-love ! I triunipli, then ! The Goddess hatli withdrawn. His mind works back to childhood, babydom, Will grow to manhood and remember me. Tannhauser {awaking, leaps to his feet). Freedom! Elizabeth! All hail to Her ! Radiant Goddess ! Liberty and love ! Venus. What sayest thou ? Curse Her ! Tannhauser. My Elizabeth! 68
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…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 the three ancient to oblivion ! Oh ! Love is grown fury ! TannhAuser. Kill me! Venus. In the kiss. [ Tannhduser sleeps. 63
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…ine own symbol, Beauty, were concealed Under her brows —how wider than the air ! How deeper than the sea I How radiant Beyond the fire ! Venus. O shun her devilish lures ! That Beauty is the sole detested fear That can annul our conquests, and arouse Our rapt dream-kisses. Tannhauser. That is my intent. It is the spiritual life of things I seek —Thou knowest ! Venus. Oh, I did not mean ! Remember my dilemma! Hear me speak The story of her. She is a wicked witch That seeketh to delude thy sleepy sense In vicious purpose and malignant hope To ape…
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…ce more, in the unutterable kiss,. Drive its sharp spirit to my heart ! TannhAuser. Not I! I know the spell. I am warned. I will begone. Venus. I swear I will not let thee ! Thinkest thou So long I have held thee not to have the power To hold thee still by charm, or love, or force ? Fool, for I hate thee ! I will have thy life ! TannhAuser. Where is the cavern in the mountain side, The accursed gateway of this house of Hell ? Venus. Thou canst not find it ! Fool ! TannhAuser. And yet I will.
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…one illusion to thee. Yet, Oh child ! " Yet will I not forsake thee ; for thy soul, " Its splendid self, hath known Me. Fare thee well." Venus. What are these strange and silly words .■* Awake! Wake and devour me with the dawn of love. The dragon to eclipse this moon of mine ! TannhAuser. I sleep not. Those were Her mysterious words As faded the great vision. And I knew In some forgotten corner of my brain Some desperate truth. Venus. Forget this foolishness ! [ There cometh a shadow. I am afraid, even I ! What moves me thus ? TannhAuser. I saw…
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… self, Wickedness sliming into impotence. Pleasure in 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, …
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…ver the shameless belly, and forget The cunning attitudes and aptitudes ! Unlearn the mowings, the lascivious grins ! I perceive purity. Venus. Nay, I have loved thee ! Fresh pleasure hourly filled the crystal cup. Shalt thou find wine so comely and so keen, So fresh with life to fill each aching vein With new electric fervour ? Will she be My equal ? She is mortal and a child. Her arms are frail and white. Her lily cheeks Could never take thy kiss. Thy love would shock, Repel. I scorn to say her love were less Than mine : I tell thee that she …
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Venus. There you make me laugh Remember — I have known such. But besides You ask hot snow and leaden feather-flights ! TannhAuser. And you— you keep me worrying, fair queen, In logic and its meshes, when to-day I rather would be caught in other nets. The burning gold and glory of your hair, Lightning and sunshine, storm and radiance. Your flaming pell ! Venus. Come, sing to me again ! That we may watch each other as you sing ; Feel how it overmasters and o'erwhelms, The growing pang of hunger for a kiss ! TannhAuser. Brood evil, then, in your a…
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Tannhauser. Vile thing I will try otherwise —to raise myself : But if I fail, I will not drag her down ; I will return. Venus. To lose thee for one hour Is my swift death—so desolate am I ! I have not got one lover in the world, Save only Tannhauser. And he will go. Tannhauser. One lover ! Who makes up the equal soul Of all the wickedness beneath the sun ? Lilith ! Seek out thy children to devour ! Leave me. I go to my Elizabeth. Venus. no ! It kills me ! That is naked truth. 1 am the soul and symbol of desire. Yet individual to thy love. Stay …
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Marvellous ! So, you say, she is a witch Seeking to rob or trick you of your power ? Venus. I say so ? No ! I dare not ! Oh forbear ! TannhAuser {starts up). There, there She comes in waking ! Hail to Thee ! I am afraid, I also, I myself ! Help ! lover, Venus, mistress of my life ! I cannot bear the glory of the gaze. No man shall look upon the face of God ! Where art thou } Save me from the scorpion ! I am — alone ! Hathoor. Light, Truth, arise, arise ! TannhAuser. I see— I see ! All blinded by the Light — Thou art the Way, the Truth, the Life…
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Venus. Yes, there you tear one veil away from me ! Yet, am not I the willing one? Indeed I feel the wonder of that same desire From mine own side of the Impassible. See then how equal God and man are made ! For I have clothed me in the veil of flesh, And strive toward thy finite consciousness As thou art reaching to my infinite, Nurturing my Godhead at the breast of Sin With milk of fleshly stings— even to pain :— Tannhauser. I see, I see the Christian mystery ! That was the purpose of High God Himself, Clothed in the Christ ! Ah ! Triumphed He…
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… 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 sense of mortal sin ! Who Cometh as a visionary shape Within my soul and spirit to abide. Mysterious labyrinth without escape. Magical lover, and enchanted bride ? O Mother of my will ! Set thy live body still Unto my heart,…
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Venus. Meanwhile my chant shall tremble in the air, And rack thy limbs with poison, wither up The fine full blood, breed serpents in thy heart, And worms to eat thee. Living thou shalt be A sensible corpse, a walking sepulchre. Come, come, Apollyon ! Come, my Aggereth ! Belial, cheat his ears and blind his eyes ! Come, all ye tribes of serpents and foul fish ! Beetle and worm, I have a feast for you ! Tannhauser. The palace staggers. I can hardly see— Only these writhing horrors. I am blind ! Venus. Ha ! My true knight ! I ask thee once again, …
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…the Landgrave. Heinrich, ' A Shepherd Boy. Pilgrims, Foresters, Courtiers, etc. THE WORLD OF DEMONS. The Evil and Averse Hathoor, called Venus.
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hi Venusberg. Venus. SWEET, sweet are May and June, dear, The loves of lambent spring. Our lamp the drooping moon, dear, Our roof, the stars that sing ; The bed, of moss and roses ; The night, as long as death ! Still, breath ! Life wakens and reposes, Love ever quickeneth ! Sweet, sweet, when Lion and Maiden, The motley months of gold, Swoop down with sunlight laden, And eyes are bright and bold. Life-swelling breasts uncover 35