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XXXII Lapy, awake the dread abyss Of knowledge in impassioned eyes! Fathom the gulphs of awful bliss With the poised plummet of a kiss! Love hath the arcanum of the wise; Love is the elixir, love the stone; The rosy tincture shall arise Out of its shadowy cadences. Love is the Work, and love alone Rewards the ingenious alchemist. Chaste fervours chastely overthrown Awake the infinite monotone. So, Lady, if thy lips I kissed ; So, lady, if in eyes of steel I read the steady secret, wist Of no gray ghosts moulded of mist; 72
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… night of June When from the insufferable day Edged out the dead volcanic moon Solemn into the midnight? You Shone your inviolate violet eyes Into my eyes less sad, and drew Back from the slender witcheries Of word and song: and silence knew What splendour in the silence lies, The soul drawn back into itself. It was the deep environing Wood that then shielded us: the elf And fairy in an emerald ring, And hamadryad of the trees, And naiad of the sleepy lake, That watched us on the mossy leas Look on each other’s face, and take The secret of the …
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…that Arab sages say Weeps never enough. ‘There is an eye whose glances make the day ‘The day of Love. ‘There is an eye that is above all eyes, ‘That is no eye. (Stood proud Anatta on the Bridge of Sighs ‘And thundered “Why?”) Which eyes are mine, which thine, poor ape, discover, ‘And even yet thou hast not lost thy lover, Khepbra, thou Beetle-headed God! Who travellest in thy strength above ‘The Heaven of Nu, with splendour shod Of Thoth, and girt about with Love! (© Sun at midnight! in thy Bark ‘The cynocephali proclaim Thy effulgent deity, an…
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… Cumbrian moors at Christmas. Wet The cold cheek numbs itself. A way Is here to make—an end of all ? What sadness closes in between Your eyes and mine to-day, my Queen?
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All things that are, unknown and known, Bending in homage to your eyes ; We wander wondering, lift alone The world’s grey load of agonies. Make me a roseleaf with your mouth, That all the savour steal afar Unto the sad awaiting South, Where sits enthroned the answering Star. 21
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…ters echoing you From reverend shades of bard’s renown :— Nature alive and glad to hymn Your beauty, my delight : her God Weary, his old eyes sad and dim In his intolerable abode. 20
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… boot-button girl. Appal These words? Ah, would your spirit save her? She’s right just as she is: so wise You look through hardly-opened eyes One would believe you could do better. Ma foi! And is your God your debtor? So, my true love, I paint you three Portraits of women that love me.
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…ce in fate Ere I spoke thus. For while I spoke The old smile, surely helpless, broke On your tired lips: the old light woke In your deep eyes: but silence falls Black, blank : the species that appals, Not our old silence. I devise A motto for your miseries : “There an embroidered garter lies, And here words—they lie too?” I see Your intuition of the truth Is still in its—most charming—youth. You need that physiology! 28
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…coberent.” * Childish rubbish.” * Beanifl with wide margias and roogh edges.” “Butte-woman's method." “The unclean is faunted before our eyes.” * Quite unsuitable forthe perusal of the white maidens of England.”
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…ld Gaul, is split in three. A lesson in anatomy, A sketch of sociology, A tale of love to end. But see! What stirs the electric flame of eyes? One word—that word. Be destiny’s Inviolate fiat rolled athwart The clouds and cobwebs of our speech, And image, integrate of thought, This ebony anthem, each to each :-— To lie, invulnerable, alone, Valkyrie and hero, in the zone, Shielded by lightnings of our wit, Guarded by fires of intellect Far on the mountain-top, elect Of all the hills divinely lit By rays of moonrise! O the moon! O the interminabl…
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…gh husk of form and name, Leave of the dross a little ash, One button of pure fuséd gold Identical—O floral hour! That were the bliss no eyes behold, But Christ’s delighted bridal dower 56
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…Still in the dusk : her body sang Out full and clear “‘O love me!” Rang The silver couplets undismayed, Bright, bold, convincing. In her eyes 42
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…tude We all assume—or else are posers. Such winners are the surest losers. I paint her picture, recognise— Dare you ?—one glimmer of her eyes Like yours, one shimmer of her skin Like that your flesh is hidden in, One laugh upon her lips enough Like yours for me to recollect, Remind, recall, hint? Never! Stuff! 40
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XXIV Now your grave eyes are filled with tears; Your hands are trembling in my own ; The slow voice falls upon my ears, An undulating monotone. Your lips are gathered up to mine; Your bosom heaves with fearful breath ; Your scent is keen as floral wine, Inviting me, and love, to death. You, whom I kept, a sacred shrine, Will fling the portals to the day ; Where shone the moon the sun shall shine, Silver in scarlet melt away. There is yet a pang: they give me this Who can; and you who could have failed? Is it too late to extend the kiss? Too lat…
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THE STAR AND THE GARTER I HAT sadness closes in between Your eyes and mine to-day, my queen ? In dewfall of our glance hath come The chill of sunset in hot lands ’Mid iris and chrysanthemum. Well do I know the shaken sands Within the surf, the beaten bar Of coral, the white nenuphar Of moonrise stealing o’er the bay. So here’s the darkness, and the day Sinks, and a chill clusters, and I Wrap close the cloak : then is it so To-day, you rose-gleam on the snow, My own true lover ? Ardently I dare not look: I never looked So: that you know. But ins…
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… voice shall climb and crash, Scourge liars with tongue’s lightning lash, Through ranks of smitten tyrants drive, Till bosoms heave, and eyes outflash, And it is good to be alive. He shall ride off at dawn, and we Shall look upon our life again ; You old, and all your beauty be Broken, and mine a broken brain. Yet we shall know ; delighting still In the sole laughter death derides In vain; the indomitable will, Still burning in the spirit, guides Our hearts to truth ; we see, we know How foolish were the things he said, And answer in the afterg…
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…consumes and corrodes; He hath Muses nine for sisters; the holy abodes Of the maiden are open to him, for his wrath is grown still ; His eyes with weeping are dim; he hath changed his will. 75
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…he skies are abolished and cease| And for me, may I never forget how things came well as they are| It was long I had wandered yet ere my eyes found out the star. Be silent, love, and abide; the wanton strings must go To the vain tumultuous tide of the spirit’s overflow. I sing and sing to the world; then silence soon Be about us clasped and furled in the light of the moon. Forget not, never forget the terrible song I have sung; How the eager fingers fret the lute, and loose the tongue Tinkles delicate things, faint thoughts of a futile past— We…