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Some Poynter, lift the thing aloft, Announce a Morice, see you fling ‘Your soul on knees in fervid praise :-— If so—O4, Lilith! runs the phrase, Now, is no barb upon the dart? Now, little lady, What ofart? v ‘Moreover (just a word) this chance T fling you over space—for luck! ‘This Scotland yet may catch your France, ‘My crow grow germane to your cluck. See art: see truth as I who see, (Am wellnigh fallen in the fight!) ‘Then the last lie, duality, ‘May break before the victor sight. ‘Then, and then only, That, Sweet hours Of trivial passion de…
1903 · PDF PAGE 88
…udice? No vision, Palsied with passion? Sight in vain. ‘Stupid with sense of self? Division, Picture, not model? Then you win, T painted soul, who saw your skin -— Be soul! That saves you. If you fail, ‘Why, then, you fail! Enough of this—
1903 · PDF PAGE 67
We love, and keep ourselves apart : Mouth unto mouth, heart unto heart, Thus ever, never otherwise. The soul is out of me, and swings In desperate and strange surmise About the inmost heart of things. This is all strange : but is not life, Death, all, most strange, not to be told, Not to be understood by strife Of brain, nor bought for gleaming gold, Nor known by aught but love? And love Far from resolving soul to sense, Stands isolated and above Immaculate, alone, intense, Concentrate on itself. But should The lesser leave me, as it might ; Th…
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… its perch That sang to us, and sang a lie. Did Rodin strip the clothes, and find A naked truth fast underneath ? Never! Where lurks the soul and mind ? What is the body but a sheath? Did he ply forceps, scalpel, saw, Tear all the grace of form apart, Intent to catch some final law Behind the engine of the heart? He tried not ; whoso has, has failed. So, did I pry beneath the robe, Till stubborn will availed, nor quailed, Intimate with the naked probe ? I know the husks to strip ; name, form, Sensation, then perception, stress Of nature thither…
1903 · PDF PAGE 92
… [Out of print. SONGS OF THE SPIRIT. THE TALE OF ARCHAIS. JEPHTHAH AND OTHER MYSTERIES, &c. JEZEBEL AND OTHER POEMS. (Out of print. “The Soul of Osi AN APPEAL TO THE AMERICAN PEOPLE. THE MOTHER'S TRAGEDY, &C. (Privately Printed) CARMEN SAECULARE. Tue Sout oF Osiris. TANNHAUSER. Of Kegan Paul, Trench, Trubner & Co. Ltd, Dryden House, 43 Gerrard Street, W. Mostly reprinted in Also BERASHITH, [Out of print. Reprinted in “The Sword of Song.” SUMMA SPES. [Out of print. ‘the Chiswick Press, Tooks Court, B.C. [Out of print.
1903 · PDF PAGE 61
…o 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 universe 59
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… 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 toward the moon Into the cloud’s dissolving wrack, Vanis…
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XIII Is there a soul behind the mask? What master drives these slaves to task Thus willing? Physiology Wipes the red scalpel, scorns reply. My argument to please you swerves, Becomes a mere defence of nerves. Why they are thus, why so they act, We know not, but accept the fact. How this for my peccation serves? Marry, how? Tropically! Pact I bind with blood to show you use For this impertinence—and add A proverb fit to make you mad About the gander and the goose, Till you riposte with all your force A miserable pun on sauce. The battle when you…
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…rd that chirps Another song. Here’s paint and brush And canvas. I will paint anon The limb yon garter once was on ; Sketch you a nude—my soul—and nude The very human attitude 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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…y! (Oh! that a woman ever went Through course of science, full and whole, Without the loss of beauty’s scent, And grace, and subtlety of soul. Ah God! this Law maketh hearts ache, “Who eateth shall not have his cake.”) 32
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…Sold by a Christian to a Turk. She had fed on air that day : the flowers About her curled, ambrosial bowers Of some divine perfume : the soul Of ether made her wise ; control Of strong distilled delight. She showered Wit and soft laughter and desire About her breasts in bliss embowered, And subtle and devouring fire Leapt in live sparks about her limbs. Her spirit shields me, and bedims My sight: she needs me: I need her. She is mine: she calls me: sob and stir Strange pulses of old passionate Imperial ecstacies of fate. Destiny ; manhood; fear…
1903 · PDF PAGE 91
…ein strange that anybody with an ear for poetry could tolerate the last line.” «Aero worshipper.” vce W, B. Yeats and the author of ‘The Soul of Osiris ‘rAcloted mas of wifal emotional symbols.” wtA Wind of middle-class Swinbume at second hand . . . a windbag foaming at he ‘eouh the morbid unpleasantness of Mr Crowley's taste... a drama of incest, hey and violently treated. Some ofthe shorter poems are worse.” “WA sinister rival to the mtoscope.” “Yale a morbidly exaggerated Catholicism under an ultr-Egyptian pasion for tat” uc of vty.” “The es…
1903 · PDF PAGE 48
…ing lewd gamine, Idle and vicious, void of thought, Easy, impertinent, unclean— Utterly charming! Yes, my queen! She had a generous baby soul, Prattled of love. Should I control, Repress perhaps the best instinct The child had ever had? I winked At foolish neighbours, did not shirk. Such café Turc I made her drink As she had never had before; Set her where you are sitting ; chatted ; 46