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…pink of roses to a purpler tint ; Ere ripening corn shafts back the sudden glint Spring. summer Of sunshine that brings healing with the breath Of western winds that sigh, they hint Of sleep, twin soul with death. Death, death ere dawn. dark ; Trees are grown terrible; the shadows wan Make shudder all the tense desires of man ; | No gleam of moonlight bears the golden mark Of sunny lips, nor shines upon Our sleep—Love’s birchen bark. The night is over Love, love to-night. To-night is all we know, Is all our care; lips joined to lips we lie, Ten…
1905 · PDF PAGE 151
… name ! In the ways of the East and the West Whence the night and the day are dis- crowned, We pass with the beat of his breast, And the breath of his crying is bound. Unto Toum, the low Lord of the West, let the noise of our chant be the breath Proclaiming him Death ! And the violent song of the seas. Unto Mou, the most powerful Lord of the South, let our worship declare Him Lord of the Air! In the mutable fields that are sown Of a seed that is whiter than noon, Whose harvest is beaten and blown By the magical rays of the moon, In the caverns …
1905 · PDF PAGE 205
…to scorn The awful accents, the Supreme address. The Fourth, the final word ! All chaos shrank and heard The terror that vibrated in the breath. Hell, Death, and Sin must hear, Tremble and visibly fear, Shake the intangible chain that hungereth. That Mother of Mankind Sprang in the thunder-wind ! The strong words bind For evermore, Amen! the keys of Hell and Death.! Central, supreme, most formidable, Night Gathered its garments, drew itself apart ; Gaunt limbs appear athwart the coprolite Veil of deep agony, display the heart ; Even as a gloomy…
1905 · PDF PAGE 192
…ed lovers ! O divine Passionate martyrs, Virgin unto death! O kissing daughters of the unfed brine! O sisters of the west wind’s pitiful breath, There is One that pitieth ! One far above the heavens crowned alone, Immitigable, intangible, a maid, Incomprehensible, divine, unknown, Who loves your leve, and to high God hath said : ‘¢To me these sungs are made !”’ So in a little from the silent Hell Rises a spectre, disanvinted now, Who bears a cup of poison terrible, The seal of God upon his blasted brow, To whom Lis angels bow, Rise, Phantom dis…
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…roves within. My blood was wasted in her veins, To freshen them, who stood like death, Our Lady of ten thousand Pains With heavy kissing breath. I said: Our Lady is as God, Her hell of pain as heaven above; Death’s feet, like Sleep’s, with fire are shod, And Lust is likest Love. Our Lady crushed me in her bed ; Between her breasts my life was wet ; My lips from that sweet death were fed ; I died, and would forget. But so God would not have me die ; Her deadly lips relax and fade, Her body slackens with a sigh Reluctant, like a maid. I said : O …
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…aft, most horrible, Down to the nether ITell. Yet there seems time. God’s grief has not forgotten Ilis mighty arm, and with [lis pitying breath A strong wind woke me ere my boat grew rotten With venom of the stream, that quivereth Now as He blew upon it—fish and bird Live at that silent word! And I arose to seek the oars of Lying Wherewith I had embarked—the wind had torn Their wood to splinters—‘‘ Jesus! I dying ! Send me Thy cross to fashion some un- born Oarage of Truth to quit this stream of Death!” O vain, O wasted breath ! am Ihave no str…
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… blind, Hateful, desire they know not what, and turn Lastly to pray for death ; his wild eyes burn, And bitter tears divide his doubtful breath. So grew his anguish to accomplish death, Had not the goddess with the rosy shoon Stoop’d o’er 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 ; H…
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… mystical, And whispers wiser than the sea : O lover, come to me! The pall Of night is woven : fair and free, Draw to my kisses; let thy breath Mingle for love the wine of death ! MADONNA OF THE GOLDEN Nicut brings madness; moonlight dips her throat to madden us; Love’s swift purpose darts, the flash of a striking adder. Love that kills and kisses dwells above to sadden us ; Dawn brings reason back and the violet eyes grows sadder. O Madonna of the Golden [yes ! Swooned the deep sunlight above the summer stream ; Droned the sleepy dragon-Hy by …
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…véd mouth, that beats and bleeds ! O mystic bosom where some serpent sleeps, Sweet mockery of a thousand saintlier creeds ! Even I, that breathe your perfume, taste your breath, Know, even this hour, ye are not life, but death! No death ye bring more godlike than de- sire, When seas roar tempest-lashed, and foam is flung Raging on pitiless crags, and gloomy fire Lurks in the master-cloud; corpses are swung Helpless and horrible in trough and crest— That death were music, and the lord of rest. No death ye bring as when the storm is rolled, An im…
1905 · PDF PAGE 185
…shapes in moonless phosphorus glow of death ; The keen light of the eyes thrust back and thwarted, The quick scent stabbed by the miasma breath. 1 For her history see Wilhelm Meinhold., 2 When Crowley was benighted on the way from Iguala to Mexico City, whither he was riding unattended. The day is over, when the lizard darted, A flash of green, the emerald outclassed ; Night is collapsed upon the vale: departed All but the Close, suggestive of the Vast. The heavy tropic scent-inspiring gloom Clothes the wide air, the circumambient cether. The e…
1905 · PDF PAGE 155
…al bier Looms in the dimness of the anteroom. It is enough. My hour is at hand! CHORUS exter and ctrcumarntbulate. Even as the traitor’s breath Goeth forth, he perisheth By the secret sibilant word that is spoken unto death. Even as the profane hand Reacheth to the sacred sand, Fire consumes him that his name be forgotten in the land. Even as the wicked eye Seeks the mysteries to spy, So the blindness of the gods takes his spirit : he shall die. Even as the evil priest, Poisoned by the sacred feast, Changes by its seven powers to the misbe- got…
1905 · PDF PAGE 191
…s deep The mysteries of its magic power, The secrets of forgotten sleep, The birth of knowledge as a flower ! Slow and divine thy gentle breath Wovos my warm throat: my spirit flies Beyond the iron walls of death, And seeks strange portals, pale and wise. My lips are fervent, as in prayer, Thy lips are parted, as to kiss: My hand is clenched upon the air, Thy hand's soft touch, how sweet it is ! The wind is amorous of the sea ; The sea’s large limbs to its embrace Curl, and thy perfume curls round me, An incense on my eager face. O emerald star…
1905 · PDF PAGE 124
…r us, A gleam of Ifope, of Knowledge, shall arise, A star to silver o'er Death’s glooming skies, And gladden the last labouring torch of breath. SONNET FOR G. FL KELLY’S DRAWING OF AN HERMAPHRODITE. O Bopy pale and beautiful with sin! O breasts with venom swollen by the snakes Of passion, whose cold slaver slimes and slakes The soul-consuming fevers that within Thy heart the fires of hell on carth begin! O heart whose yearning after truth for- sakes The law of love! O heart whose ocean breaks In sterile foam against some golden skin ! O thou wh…
1905 · PDF PAGE 116
…rity And joy beyond the speech of man Dwelt on his face, divinely wan. ‘* How beautiful is sleep!” he saith, Bends over him. There is no breath, No sound, no motion: it 1s death. And gazing on the happy head ‘* How beautiful is Death!” he said. A SONNET IN SPRING. O CHAINLESS Love, the frost is in my brain, Whose swift desires and swift intelligence Are dull and numb to-day; because the sense Only responds to the sharp key of pain. O free fair Love, as welcome as the rain On thirsty fallows, come, and let us hence Far where the veil of Summer l…
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…nd 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. © lamp of love! The hissing spray shall jet thee with desire And foaming fire, And fire from thee shall move Her spirit to devour, And fuse and mingle us in one transcendent hour. Godhead is less Than mortal love, the garland of the spheres, Than those sweet tears That yield no bitterness To the luxurious cries T…
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JEZEBEL 131 Her hate, her scorn, her cruel blows, Fill my whole life, consume my breath ; Her red-fanged hatred in me glows, I lust for her, and hell, and death. I see that ghastly look, and yearn Toward the brands of her that burn. Sleep shuns me; dreams divide the night, (My parched throat thirsty for her veins) That she and I with deep delight Suck from death’s womb infernal pains, Whose fire consumes, destroys, devours Through night’s insatiable hours. And altogether filled with love, And altogether filled with sin, The little sparks and no…
1905 · PDF PAGE 206
…r hovering lendeth Light ! Bend down the amazing Face Of sorrow and of grace, Share the deep vigil of thine eremite ! So let the sighing breath Draw on the Hour of Death, Whence wakeneth The Spirit of the Dawn, begotten of the night. THE NAME. SACRED, between the serpent fangs of pain, Ringed by the vortex of the hurricane, Lurks the abyss of fate: the gloomy cave, Sullen as night, and sleepy as a wave When tempest lowers and dare not strike, gapes wide, Vomiting pestilence ; the deadly bride Of death, Despair, grins charnel-wise: the gate Of H…
1905 · PDF PAGE 177
…nts for excess of its own joys, And mystic beams assail the moon, With flames of their infernal noon ; While the smooth incense, without breath, Spreads like some scented flower of death, Over the grove; the lover’s boon Of sleep shall steal upon them soon, And lovers’ lips, from lips withdrawn, Seek dimmer bosoms till the dawn. Yet on the central altar lies The sacrament of kneaded bread With blood made one, the sacrifice To those, the living, who are dead— Strange gods and goddesses, that shed Monstrous desires of secret things Upon their wor…
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236 TANNHAUSER This, though I know thee. Aphrodite, no! Nor Anael,! nor Eva! Lather thou Lilith, the woman-serpent, she who sucks The breath of little children in their sleep, Strangles young maidens, and presides upon Sterile debauchery and unnatural loves. VENUS. Lilith! Ah, lover! name ! Thou hast known my TANNHAUSER, So; yet I love thee! MRended is the veil! Calling thee Ugliness, I guessed aright, Who saw, and see, all Beauty in thee still. Only, a beauty risen out of Hell ; Death and delusion—ay, corruption’s self, Wickedness sliming into…
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…his young limbs, the wolf that hunts the hind, Far through the forest. Lastly sleep, like death, With strong compulsion of his labouring breath Came on him dreamless. When he woke, the day Stooped toward the splendour of the western bay, And he remembered. Like a wild bird's cry The song within him flamed, a melody Dreadful and beautiful. The sad sca heard And echoed over earth its bitter word. SONG. Ere the grape ofjoy is golden With the summer and the sun, Ere the maidens unbeholden Gather one by one, To the vineyard comes the shower, No swee…