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…ockery 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 imminent giant on the sun-ripped snows, Where icy fingers grip the overbold Son of the…
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…pend ; I sought their gulfs and fiery lakes, And sought no happy end. I said: the height is as the deep, Twin breasts of one white dove; Death’s face is as the face of Sleep, And Lust is likest Love. And with my blood I forced the door That guards the palaces of sin ; I reached the lake’s cinereous! shore ; I passed those groves 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…
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…t up thine hands ! Centre thee in thine heart one scarlet thought Limpid with brilliance of the Light above ! Draw into nought All life, death, hatred, love : All self concentred in the sole desire— Hear thou the Voice of Fire! This hope was Zoroaster’s—this is mine! Not one but many splendours hath the Shrine: Not one but many paths approach the gate That guards the Adytum, fortifying Fate ! Mine was, by weariness of blood and brain, Mere bitter fruit of pain Sought in the darkness of an harlot’s bed, To make me as one dead : To loose the gird…
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… made time endless to transcend Man's thought to comprehend : Builded the Tower | Of life, and girded it with walls of hell, The name of Death. This limit in all things Baffles the spirit wings, Chains the swift soul; for even Death is bound. In its apparent amplitude I saw, I, who have slept through death, have surely found The old accurséd law, And death has changed to life. alone Shoots to the starry throne : That if man lack not purpose, but succeed, Reaching in very deed Impersonal existence ;—Lo! Man is made one with God, an equal soul. F…
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…ress thee and control. Nay, but alone, intolerably alone, Alone, as here, thy carrion soul shall swelter, Yearning in vain for sleep, or death, or shelter; No release possible, no respite known ! Self-damned, without a friend, thy eternal place Sweats through the painting of thy harlot’s face. At the hour of the eclipse, Wednesday, Dec. 28. BESIDE THE RIVER. RAIN, rain in May. The river sadly flows, A sullen silver crossed with sable bars, Damp, gleomy, shivering, while reluctant stars, Between swart masses of thick clouds that close, Drive wit…
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… is found among the stars That wander in the deep, or made secure As the high throne of her that dwells in heaven, Fruitful for life and death, Wisdom her name ! This hour the foolish ones shall see their souls Shrink at my manifest deity. This night My spirit on my spirit shall beget Myself for my own child. Behold! they come, Fantastically moving through the dance, The many mourners, and the fatal 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 …
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… shine About her bed: all kiss the dead girl’s face With shadowy reltuctances that gloom Over and under, and the cold divine Presence of Death bedews the quiet place. She was so gracious ; she was grace. Once, in the long insidious hours that steal Through summer’s pleasant kingdom, she would weave Such songs, such murmurs of the dusky breeze That passed, like silken tapestries that feel The silkier cheeks of maidens as they cleave Tender to patient lovers, for the ease Of lips fulfilled of harmonies. Such songs were hers. What song is hers to-…
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182 TILE TEMPLE OF THE HOLY GHOST LOVE’S WISDOM. THERE is a sense of passion after death. Passion for death, desire to kiss the scythe, All know, whose limbs in envious glory writhe, And lie exhausted, mingling happy breath. * Could [end so—thismoment !? Lingereth The lazy gaze halfanournful and half blithe. But there’s another, when the body dieth -- Hast thou no knowledge what the carcase saith ? I watched all night by my dead Jover’s bed. I saw the spirit; heard the motionless Lips part in uttering a supreme caress : **T care not or for life…
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…n! I am hurled Far through the vaporous confines of the world With agony of sundering sense, beholding Thy mighty flower, blood-coloured death, unfolding ! Lithe limbs and supple shoulders and lips curled, Curled out to draw me to their monstrous world ! 1 To invest with divine attributes. Warm breasts that glow with light ephemeral And move with passionate music to en- thral, To charm, to enchant, to seal the entrancing breath. I fall! Stop! Spare me!—Slay me! [TANNHAUSER enters into an ecstasy. This is death. [The evil and averse HATHOOR, or …
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THE ILOLY PLACE 197 The limitations of this deadly night That folds me for the sign of death and sin—- O Light ! descend! My feet move vaguely on In this amazing darkness, in the gloom That I can touch with trembling sense. There shone Once, in my misty memory, in the womb Of some unformulated thought, the fame And smoke of mighty pillars ; yet my mind Is clouded with the horror of this same Path of the wise men: for my soul is blind Yet: and the foemen I have never feared I could not see (if such should cross the way), And therefore Iam strang…
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… in roses ; while his heart and mind Broken and yet imperishable, 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 b…
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…se of the wind of the winter; the sound Of the wings of the charioted night ; The song of the sons of the seas profound ; The thundet of death; the might Of the eloquent silence of black ight ! RATOUM. The noise of many planets fallen far ! CHORUS. Death listens for the voice of life; mght waits dawn of wisdom: spring ! winter seeks the The RATOUM. ‘The music of all stars arisen; the breath Of God upon the valley of the dead ! CHORUS. The silence of the awaiting soul asleep ! RATOUM. The murmur of the fountain of my life! CHORUS. The whole dead…
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… eyes ! now. with ‘‘ Beast! I gave you my soul and my body to.all your lust ! feast ! I am damned in Ilell for the kisses we sucked from death ! Now remorse is yours, and love is fallen in dust-— I shal] seek Him again for its sacramental breath ! Yes, fear the gold that glitters from these eyes !” She took a dagger, and I could not stir. She pierced my silent fascinated breast. She held me with the deadly look of her. I cried to Mary in the House of Rest : ‘‘Q Madonna of the Virgin eyes!” * * * I pierced him to the very soul: I took His whole …
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…pards lash them in unrest, And furtive serpents crawling to and fro— Sinister eyes, you burn into my breast ! All hell, all destinies of death are written Like litanies blaspheming in those eyes ; And where the lightning of high God hath smitten Lie the charred brands of monstrous in- famies, Wherein all destinies of death are written. OF THE PROFANE. Thou canst to obsess me first that Easter Eve, When, from the contemplation of is pain, I turned to look into my own heart's heave, And saw the bloody nails made fast again. Thou cam’st to obsess …
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…re bound With petals that unclose When the sun seeks his way Through night and sleep and 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…
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…thom, nor the brain conceive, Nor soul assimilate, nor heart believe The horror of that Thing without a Name. Full on me, boasting, like Death’s hand it came, And struck me headlong. I weave The web of mine old agony and shame. Linger, while A little shadow of that hour of mine Touches thy heart? Fill up the foaming wine, And listen for a little! How profound Strikes memory keen-fanged; memory, the hound That tracks me yet ! a shiver takes ny spine At one half-hint, the shadow of that sound. Where am I? Seven days my spirit fell, Down, down the…
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…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 Hope clangs resonant: and st…
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…, I trust thee, [am sure Thy love will stand while ocean winds endure. Our quest shall be our quest till cither brow Radiate light, till death himself allure Our love to him When life’s desires are filled beyond the silver brim. . XXXII. Ifere I abandon all myself to thee, Slip into thy caresses as of right, Live in thy kisses as in living light, Clothed in thy love, enthronéd lazily In thine embrace, as naked as the night, As love and lover More pure, more keen, more strong than all my dreams discover. 1 Christ. - EPILOGUE. My heavy hair upon …
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…Whom I sought through ages of deep sleep 1 Lilith, among other shapes, can assume that of a scorpion. Forgotten when I died. There is no death: Change alternating ; and forgetfulness Of one state in the other—easy truth I could not understand ! Oh hear me, hear ! Spare me the last illusion !—She is gone! VENUS. Save me, my knight! To thy sufficing arms I cling in this distress of womanhood ! TANNHAUSER, Kiss me the last time. VENUS. Whom have I but thee, Thee in the ages? Barren were my bliss And shorn my Godhead of eternal joy, Barred from thy…
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…ly, by slow compulsion Into the slipping sand, and vanishing, Whereon we sawa little boat appear, And in it such a figure as we knew Was Death. But she, intolerant of delay, Hailed him. The vessel floated to our feet, And Death was not. She leapt within, and bent Her own white shoulders to the thwart, and bade Me steer, and keep stern waich with sword unsheathed For fear of something that her soul had seen Above. And thus upon the oily black Silent swift river we sailed out to reach Its source, no longer feeling as compelled, But led by some in…