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74 AMBERGRIS No kiss be such a night as this ! Unless my Alice be the kiss. No blade of grass awaiting takes The dew fresh-fallen above, Because my lover swoons, and slakes Her bodys thirst of love. This night no dewfall from the blue ! Unless my Alice be the dew. This night O never dawn shall crest The world of wakening, Because my lover has my breast On hers for dawn and spring. This night shall never be withdrawn Unless my Alice be the dawn.
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… day that dawneth late In a maidens horoscope, Dawning faith and fire and hope On the spring that only knew Flowers and butterflies and dew, Skies and seas and mountains blue, On the spring that wot not of Fruit and falling leaves and love. Never dew-dashed foreheads fair Shall salute the idle air. Never shall we wander deep Where the fronds of fern, asleep, Kiss her rosy feet that pass On the spangled summer grass, Half awake, and drowse again. Never more our feet shall stain Purple with the joyous grape, Whence there rose a fairy shape In th…
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AMBERGRIS 97 Some rosebud in the garden of spices blows, Some offshoot from the Rose Of the World, the Rose of all Delight, The Rose of Dew, the Rose of Love and Night. The Rose of Silence, covering as with a vesture The solemn unity of things Beheld in the mirror of truth, The Rose indifferent to Gods gesture, The Rose on moonlight wings That flies to the House of Fire, The Rose of Honey in Youth ! Ah ! No dim mystery of desire Fathoms this gulf ! No light invades The mystical musical shades Of a faith in the future, a dream of the day When a…
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… heart ; Like midnight the depth of the spell Our love weaves, and stronger than hell The guards of our palace of art. We are one as the dew that is drawn By the sun from the sea : we are curled In curves of delight and of dawn, On the lone, the immaculate lawn, Beyond the wild way of the world.
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… highest heaven is set. My forehead, bathed in her forlorn Light, with her lips is met ; My lips, that murmur in the morn, With lustrous dew are wet. My prayer is mighty with my will ; My purpose as a sword Flames through the adamant, to fill The gardens of the Lord With music, that the air be still, Dumb to its mighty chord. I stand above the tides of time And elemental strife ; My figure stands above, sublime, Shadowing the Key of Life, And the passion of my mighty rime Divides me as a knife. For secret symbols on my brow, And secret thoughts…
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…r, I am lonely here ! O lover, I am weeping ! Each pearl of ocean is a tear Let fall while love was sleeping. A tear is made of fire and dew And saddened with a smile ; The suns laugh in the curving blue Lasts but a little while. The night-winds kiss the deep : the stars Shed laughter from above ; But night must pass dawns prison bars : Night hath not tasted love. With me the night is fallen in day ; The day swoons back to night ; The white and black are woven in gray, Faint sleep of silken light. A strange soft light about me shed Devours th…
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…; Sunlight makes golden the lawn, Spring comes and kisses the clover ; All the wild woodlands await poet and songster and lover. Linger, dew, linger ! and gem All the fresh flowers in the garland ! Blossom, leaf, bud and green stem Flash with your light to some far land, Where men shall wonder if you be not a newly- born starland. Ah ! The sweet scents of the woods ! Ah ! the sweet sounds of the heaven ! Sights of impetuous floods, Foam like the daisy at even, Folding oer passionate gold petals that sunrise had riven ! See, like my life is the…
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…ighting with floral gold The lakes low tune : One kiss, one flower to fold, On its own calyx rolled, At night, in June ! One kiss, like dewfall, drawn A veil oer leaf and lawn Mix night, and noon, and dawn, Dew, flower, and moon ! One kiss, intense, supreme ! The sense of Natures dream And scent of Heaven Shown lin the glint and gleam Of the pure dawns first beam, With earth for leaven ; Moulded of fire and gold, Water and wine to fold Me in its life, and hold ! In all but seven ! I would not kiss thee, I ! Lest my lips charactery Ruin t…
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… SONGS Helene Could ivory blush with a stain of the sunset on high- lands Of snow : could the mind of me span The tenderness born of the dew in immaculate is- lands Virgin of maculate man : Could I mingle the Alps and Hawaii ; Strath Ness and Aapura and Bai ; Kashmir and Japan : Could lilies attain to the life of the Gods : could a comet Attain to the calm of the moon : I would mingle them all in a kiss, and draw from it The soul of a sensitive tune. All lovers should hear it and know it : not needing the words of a poet In ebony hewn. O beam o…
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…e mystical brink Of the day as it sprang to us through The veil of the night, And the babe of the light Was begotten in the caves of the dew.
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…all lovers whisper Even so As he loved her do I love you ? So much they shall know, surely ; never The truth, how lofty and fresh as dew Our love began, abode for ever : They cannot know us through and through. We have exceeded all the past. The future shall not build another.
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…sic, and I weave In vain the tattered woof of memory. Ashes and dust ! Cold cinders dead ! Our swords are rust ; Our lives are fled Like dew on glass. In vain we lust ; Our hopes are sped, Alas ! alas ! From heaven we are thrust, we have no more trust. Alas ! Gold hairs and gray ! Red lips and white ! Warm hearts, cold clay ! Bright day, dim night ! Our spirits pass Like the hours away. We have no light, Alas ! alas !
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…d bids him scan The scroll of heaven, and see if there be not, Black with no blot Of cloud, but golden lettered on the blue That mothers dew,
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…ulse ache, ache !) Bend into an agony of art Whose cry is ever rapture, and whose tears For their own puritys undivided sake Are molten dew, as, on the lotus leaves Silver-coiled in the Sun Into green-girded spheres Purer than all a maidens dream enweaves, Lies the unutterable beauty of The Waters. Yea, arise, divinest dove Of the Idalian, on your crimson wings And soft grey plumes, bear me to yon cool shrine Of that most softly-spoken one, Mine Aphrodite ! Touch the imperfect strings, O thou, immortal, throned above the moon ! Inspire a holy…
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…8 AMBERGRIS For brighter from age unto age The weary old world shall renew Its life at the lips of the sage, Its love at the lips of the dew. With kisses and tears The return of the years I sure as the starlight is true. Yet the drift of the stars is to beauty, To strength, and to infinite pleasure. The toil and the worship and duty Shall turn them to laughter and leisure. Were the world understood Ye would see it was good, A dance to a delicate measure. Ye fools, interweaving in passion The lyrical light of the mind ! Go on, in your drivelling…
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…d uttermost content I have of you, my tiny fairy, eh ? Do you live in a flower, I wonder, and sleep and pray To the good God to send you dew at dawn And rain in rains soft season, and sun betimes, And all the gladness of the afterglow When you come shyly out of the folded bud, Unsheath your dainty soul, bathe it in blood Of my heart ? Do you love me ? Do you know How I love you ? Do you love these twittering rimes I string you ? Is your tiny life withdrawn Into its cup for modesty when I sing So softly to you and hold you in my hands, You wild…
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…ck, and clove The intolerable veil, The woven chain of mail Prudence self-called, and folly known to who May know. Then, O sweet drop of dew, Thy limpid light rolled over and was lost In mine, and mine is thine. Peace, ye who praise ! ye but disturb the shrine ! This voice is evil over against the peace Here in the West, the holiest. Shaken and crossed. The threads Lachesis wove fell from her hands. The pale divided strands Were taken by thy master-hand, Eros ! Her evil thinkings cease, Thy miracles begin. Eros ! Eros !Be silent ! It is sin Th…
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…Only thy children lie at night and waken How shouldst thou speak and say that no man hears ? O soul of Tears ! For never hath fallen as dew thy word, Nor is thy shape showed, nor as Wisdoms heard Thy crying about the city In the house where is no pity But in the desolate halls and lonely vales of sand : Not in the laughter loud, Nor crying of the crowd, But in the farthest sea, the yet untravelled land. Where thou has trodden, I have trod ; Thy folk have been my folk, and thine abode Mine, and thy life my life, and thou, who art thy God, my G…
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…iad verseown Thy disgrace ! Diminish Thy renown ! Approve my riddle ! This Thou canst not do. 17. O living Rose ! O dowered with subtle dew Of love, the tiny eternities of time, Caught between flying seconds, are well filled With these futilities of fragrant rime ; In Loves 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 languor for its neighbour, One thought of winter w…
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… hath not her will Of deeds beyond recall, that shall endure : For us, these three divinest glasses fill, Fill to the brim with lustrous dew, nor fail To leave the blossom and the nightingale, Loves earlier kiss, and manhoods glowing prime ! Let these suffice. Shall man or Fate prevail ? Low, we are blind, and dubious fingers grope In Despairs dungeon for the key of Hope ; Lo, we are chained, and with a broken rhyme Would file our fetters and enlarge our scope. Yet ants may move the mountain ; none is small But he who stretches out no arm at …