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1903 · PDF PAGE 28

The Star and the Garter

The moon is up full-orbed : she glides Striking a snaky ray Across the black resounding tides, The sepulchre of day. The moon is up: upon the prow We stand and watch the moon. A star is lustred on your brow ; Your lips begin a tune, A long, low tune of love that swells Little by little, and lights The overarching miracles Of love’s desire, and Night’s. It swells, it rolls to triumph-song Through luminous black skies ; Thrills into silence sharp and strong, Assumes its peace, and dies. There is the night: it covers close The lilies folded fair O…

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1903 · PDF PAGE 63

The Star and the Garter

XXVII Do you recall? Could I forget? How once the full moon shone above, Over the houses, and we let Loose rein upon the steeds of love? How kisses fled to kisses, rain Of fiery dew upon the soul Kindled, till ecstasy was pain ; Desire, delight: and swift control Leapt from the lightning, as the cloud Disparted, rended, from us twain, And we were one: the aerial shroud Closed on us, shall not lift again For aught we do: O glamour grown Inseparable and alone! And then we knew as now the tune Our lives were set to, and sang back Across the sky to…

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1903 · PDF PAGE 75

The Star and the Garter

…ot bid my purpose kneel, Nor thine retire: I probe the scar Of self, the goddess keen and real Supreme within the naked wheel Of sun and moon and star and star, And find her but the ambient coil, Imagination’s avatar, A Buddha on his nenuphar Elaborate of Indian toil ; A mockery of a self; outrun Its days and dreams, its strength and spoil, As runs the conquering counterfoil. Thou art not; thou the moon and sun, Thou the sole star in trackless night, The unguessed spaces one by one That mask their Sphinx, the horizon : Thou, these; and one abov…

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1903 · PDF PAGE 78

The Star and the Garter

We know him; and Venus sinks, a star in the West; A star in the even, that thinks it shall fall into rest. Let it be so, then! Arise, O moon of the lyrical spears! Huntress, O Artemis wise, be upon him who hears! I have heard thy clear voice in the moon; I have borne it afar; I have tuned it to many a tune; thou hast shewed mea star, And the star thou hast shewed me I follow through uttermost night. I have shaken my spear at Apollo; his ruinous might I have mocked, I have mastered. All hail to the Star of Delight That is tender and fervid and f…

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1903 · PDF PAGE 64

The Star and the Garter

…und ; We knew our destiny, saw how Man’s fate is written on his brow, And how our love throughout was hewn And masked and moulded by the moon. 62

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1903 · PDF PAGE 18

The Star and the Garter

… the sun of day; the tides Of wonder flow, the shore subsides ; And over all the horizon Glows the last glimmer of the sun. Ah! when the moon arises, she Shall look on nothing but the sea. 16

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1903 · PDF PAGE 79

The Star and the Garter

For the children of earth and fire that have brought us here. Give praise, O masterful maid, to Nina, and all as they die! The moon makes blackest of shade ; the star’s in the swarthiest sky. Be silent, O radiant martyr! Let the world fade slowly afar! But—had it not been for the Garter, I might never have seen the Star. 77

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1903 · PDF PAGE 65

The Star and the Garter

XXVIII Anp who is then the moon? Bend close, And clothe me in a silken kiss, And I will whisper to my rose The secret name of Artemis. Words were not needed then : to-day Must I begin what never I thought To do: mould flowers in common clay? Mud casket of mere words is nought, When by love’s miracle we guess What either always thinketh. Yes? 63

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1903 · PDF PAGE 14

The Star and the Garter

…nt! Not fee the assistant accident That shows our quarry—love—at bay? My silver-throated queen, away! Huntress of heaven, by my side, As moon by meteor, rushing, ride! Among the stars, ride on! ride on! (Then, maybe, bid the boy begone! ) 12

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1903 · PDF PAGE 17

The Star and the Garter

…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 interminable tune Of whispered kisses! Love exults, Intolerant of all else than he, 15

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1903 · PDF PAGE 61

The Star and the Garter

XXVI I WILL not, and you will not. Stay! Do you recall that 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 …

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1903 · PDF PAGE 56

The Star and the Garter

… 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 late the goddess be unveiled? O but the generous flower that gives Her kisses to the violent sun, Yet none the less in ardour lives An hour, and then her day is done. 54

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1903 · PDF PAGE 38

The Star and the Garter

…out than this : “In you I live: I live in you.” Had Latmos not known Artemis, Where were the faint lights of that dew Of Keats? O maiden moon of mine, Imperial crescent, rise and shine! 36

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