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1905 · PDF PAGE 6

Rosa Mundi

… Of that voluptuous heart Of hidden happiness ! Arise, strong bow of the young child Eros ! (While the maddening moonlight, the memoried caress Stolen of the scented rose Stirs me and bids each racing pulse ache, ache !) Bend into an agony of art Whose cry is ever rapture, and whose tears For their own purity’s undivided sake

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1905 · PDF PAGE 7

Rosa Mundi

…Offered in gracious gardens unto Pan By any soul of man ! In vain the solemn stars pour their pale dews Upon my trembling spirit ; their caress Leaves me moon-rapt in waves of loveliness All thine, O rose, O wrought of many a muse In Music, O thou strength of ecstasy Incarnate in a woman-form, create Of her own rapture, infinite, ultimate, Not to be seen, not grasped, not even imaginable, But known of one, by virtue of that spell Of thy sweet will toward him : thou, unknown, Untouched, grave mistress of the sunlight throne Of thine own nature ;…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 17

Rosa Mundi

… grape ; the veins Peep through the ecstasy Of the essence of ivory and silk, Pearl, moonlight, mother-milk That is her skin ; Its swift caress Flits like an angel’s kiss in a dream ; remains The healing virtue ; from all sin, All ill, one touch sets free. My love is like a star — oh fool ! oh fool ! Is not thy back yet tender from the rod ? Is there no learning in the poet’s school ? Wilt thou achieve what were too hard for God ? I call Him to the battle ; ask of me When the hinds calve ? What of eternity When he built chaos ? Shall Leviathan …

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