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Page 1 of 11905 · PDF PAGE 17
…aress Flits like an angels 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 poets 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 Be drawn out with a hook ? Enough ; I see This I can answer or Ernst Haeckel can ! Now, God Almighty, rede this mystery ! What of the lo…
1905 · PDF PAGE 12
… on ! Sister and wife, dear wife, Light of my love and lady of my life, Answer if thou canst from the unsullied place, Unveiling for one star-wink thy bright face ! Did we leave then, once cognisant, Time for some Fear to implant His poison ? Did we hesitate ? Leave but one little chance to Fate ? For one swift second did we wait ? There is no need to answer : God is God, A jealous God and evil ; with His rod He smiteth fair and foul, and with His sword Divideth tiniest atoms of intangible time, That men may know he is the Lord. Then, with that…
1905 · PDF PAGE 15
…ife, Sun-canopied, ignore. The people hear ; Then, be the people smitten of grey Fear, It is no odds ! I have seen the eternal Gods Sit, star-wed, in old Egypt by the Nile ; The same calm pose, the inscrutable, wan smile, On every lip alike. Time hath not had his will to strike At them ; they abide, they pass through all. Though their most ancient names may fall, They stir not nor are weary of Life, for with them, even as with us, Life is but Love. They know, we know ; let, then, the writing go ! That, in the very truth, we do not know. It may …
1905 · PDF PAGE 8
3 But of some spark of woven eternity Immortal in this bosom. Phosphor paled And in the grey upstarted the dread veiled Rose light of dawn. Sunshapen shone thy spears Of love forth darting into myriad spheres, Which I the poet called this light, that flower, This knowledge, that illumination, power This and love that, in vain, in vain, until Thy beauty dawned, all beauty to distil Into one drop of utmost dew, one name Choral as floral, one thin, subtle flame Fitted to a shaft of love. O bear me far Up and up yet to where thy sacred star Bur…