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1905 · PDF PAGE 6

Rosa Mundi

…e ! Its flower in its own perfumed passion, Its faint sweet passion, folded and furled In flower fashion ; And my deep spirit taking its pure part 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 9

Rosa Mundi

…all, O fall, Ye unavailing eagle-flights of song ! O wife ! these do thee wrong. Thou knowest how I was blind ; How for mere minutes thy pure presence Was nought ; was ill-defined ; A smudge across the mind, Drivelling in its brutal essence, Hog-wallowing in poetry, Incapable of thee. Ah ! when the minutes grew to hours, And yet the beast, the fool, saw flowers And loved them, watched the moon rise, took delight In perfumes of the summer night,

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1905 · PDF PAGE 11

Rosa Mundi

…nscious Eden surelier breeds the snake. Be silent ! O ! for silence’ sake ! That asks the impossible. Smite ! Smite ! Profaned adytum of pure light, Smite ! but I must sing on. Nay ! can the orison

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1905 · PDF PAGE 18

Rosa Mundi

…well filled With these futilities of fragrant rhyme : In Love’s retort distilled, In sunrays of fierce loathing purified, In moonrays of pure longing tried, And gathered after many moons of labour Into the compass of a single day : And wrought into continuous tune, One laughter with one langour for its neighbor, One thought of winter with one word of June, Muddled and mixed in mere dismay, Chiselled with the cunning chisel of despair, Found wanting, well aware Of its own fault, even insistent Thereon ; some fragrance rare Stolen from my lady’s …

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