FOLLOW A WORD THROUGH THE COLLECTION
Search the corpus.
Phrase search ignores case and repeated whitespace. All-words search finds whole words anywhere on the same page. OCR errors can affect results.
20 matching pages
Page 1 of 11910 · PDF PAGE 77
68 AMBERGRIS FROM ALICE : AN ADULTERY Margaret The moon spans Heavens architrave ; Stars in the deep are set ; Written in gold on the days grave, To love, and to forget ; And sea-winds whisper oer the wave The name of Margaret. A heart of gold, a flower of white, A blushing flame of snow, She moves like latticed moons of light And O ! her voice is low, Shell murmurs borne to Amphitrite, Exulting as they go. Her stature waves, as if a flower Forgot the evening breeze, But heard the charioted hour Sweep from the father seas, And kept swee…
1910 · PDF PAGE 81
…eam faint With love of a sweet saint, Stolen like a sacrament In the nights shrine ! One kiss, like moonlight cold Lighting 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 w…
1910 · PDF PAGE 145
…is in the West When the sun sinks, the royal rays Of moonrise flash across the days ! I have risen ! I have risen ! as a mighty hawk of gold ! From the golden egg I gather, and my wings the world enfold. I alight in mighty splendour from the thrond boats of light ; Companies of Spirits follow me ; adore the Lords of Night. Yea, with gladness did they pæan, bowing low be-fore my car, In my ears their homage echoed from the sunrise to the star. I have risen ! I am gathered as a lovely hawk of gold, I the first-born of the Mother in her ecstasy …
1910 · PDF PAGE 91
…r mists that fold about a dove, Or valleys full of roses ! O let me fade and fall away From waking into sleep, From sleep to death, from gold to gray, Deep as the skies are deep ! O let me fall from death to dream, Eternal monotone ; Faint eventide of sleep supreme With thee and love alone ! A jewelled night of star and moon Shall watch our bridal chamber, Bending the blue rays to the tune Of softly-sliding amber. Dim winds shall whisper echoes of Our slow ecstatic breath, Telling all worlds how sweet is love, How beautiful is death.
1910 · PDF PAGE 113
…t, but utter the intense award Of infinite love ; arise, burn cheek by cheek ! Dart, eyes of glory ; live, O lambent sword O the hearts gold rushing over mount and moor Of sunlit rapture ! rise all runes above, Dissolve thyself into one molten lure, Invisible core of the visible flame of love ! Heart of the sun of rapture, whirling ever ; Strength of the sight of eagles, pierce the foam Of ecstasys irremeable river, And race the rhythm of laughter to its home In the heart of the woman, and evoke the light Of love out of the fiery womb of nigh…
1910 · PDF PAGE 38
…29 In the sands and the desert of death, In the horrible flowerless lands, In the fields that the rain and the breath Of the sun make as gold as the sands With ripening wheat, in the earth, in the infinite realm of its seed, The hearts of us bleed ! In the wonderful flowers of the foam, Blue billows and breakers grown grey, When the storm sweeps triumphantly home From the bed of the violate day, In the furious waves of the sea, wild world of tem- pestuous night, Our song is as light ! In the tumult of manifold fire, Multitudinous mutable feet T…
1910 · PDF PAGE 19
10 AMBERGRIS This message of good hope, good trust, good fate, And good estate : Work on, hope ever, let your faith be built Of gold ungilt ; Your love exceed the starry vault for height, The heaven for might ; Your faith wax firmer than a ship at sleep On the grey deep, Anchored in some most certain anchorage From oceans rage ; Your patience stand when mountains shake and quail Before the gale Of Gods great tribulation. Make thee sure Thou canst endure ! And work, work ever, sleep not, gird thy head With garlands red Of blood from swollen ve…
1910 · PDF PAGE 125
…e twin gods Thus-will-I and May-be-yet. God, keep us most from ill, What time the King-Ghost grips the will ! Silver and rose and gold what flame resurges ? What living light pours forth in emerald waves ? What inmost Music drowns the clamorous dirges ? Shrieking thy fly, the King-Ghost and his slaves. Lord, let Thy Ghost indwell, And keep us from the power of Hell ! Amen.
1910 · PDF PAGE 137
128 AMBERGRIS Exulting also, now the sun is faded, With joy of her supreme fertility And glowing masteries Of autumn summer-shaded, The golden fruit of all the blossoming sky. And now the watcher to the bright breasts blind Loses the seemly shape, the loud swift song ; Now the moon falls, and all the gold is gone, And round the storm-caught shape hard gusts of wind Blow, and her leaves are torn, a flying throng Of orange and purple and red ; the sombre sun Shines darkly in her breast But wakes no joy therein, And all his kisses sharp and keen B…
1910 · PDF PAGE 34
… Can there be any delight still in the buttercups sleeping ? Dawn, paler daffodil, dawn ; Smile, for the winter is over ; 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 fl…
1910 · PDF PAGE 92
…ind comes faintly whispering On wanton wing. Between the islands sheer and steep Our craft treads noiseless oer the deep, Turned to the gold heart of the west, The suns last sigh of love expressed Ere the lake glimmer, borrow sleep From clouds and tinge their edges ; weep That night brings love not to his breast, But only rest. We move toward the golden track Shed in the water : we look back Eastward, where rose is set to warn Promise and prophecy of dawn Reflected, lest the ocean lack
1910 · PDF PAGE 52
…ouse. No man hath noted in my brain The knowledge of my mystic spouse. I wait the centuries wax and wane. Poor, in the kingdom of strong gold, My power is swift and uncontrolled. Simple, amid the maze of lies ; A child, among the cruel old, I plot their stealthy destinies. So patient, in the breathless strife ; So silent, under scourge and knife ; So tranquil, in the surge of things ; I bring them from the well of Life, Love, from celestial water-springs ! From the shrill fountain-head of God I draw out water with the rod
1910 · PDF PAGE 143
…re the might of thy breath, Supreme and terrible God Who makest the Gods and death To tremble before thee : I, I adore thee ! O Hawk of gold with power enwalled, Whose face is like an emerald ; Whose crown is indigo as night ; Smaragdine snakes about thy brow Twine, and the disk of flaming light Is on thee, seated in the prow Of the Suns bark, enthrones above With lapis-lazuli for love And ruby for enormous force Chosen to seat thee, thee girt round With leopards spell, and golden sound Of planets choral in their course ! O thou self-formula…
1910 · PDF PAGE 29
…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 !
1910 · PDF PAGE 13
…t rebellion, Past the iron gates that are thrust asunder Not without bloodshed : Past the rule of might and the rule of lying, Free from golds illusion, and free to cherish Joys of life diviner than war and passion Falsest of phantoms. Only now true love, like a sun of molten Glory, surging up from a sea of liquid Silver, golden, exquisite, overflowing, Soars into starland. Sphere on sphere unite in the chant of wonder Star to star must add to the glowing chorus ; Sun and moon must mingle and speed the echo Flaming through heaven. Night and d…
1910 · PDF PAGE 123
…Lift up our eyes To little children, as the storm-tossed bark Hails in the dark Some hardly visible harbour light ; we hold The hours of gold To our own breasts, whose hours are iron and brass : So swift they pass And grind us down : we hold the wondrous light Our scattering sight Yet sees, the one star in a night of woe. We trust, and so Lift up our voices in the dying day Indeed to pray : O little hands that are so soft and strong, Lead us along !
1910 · PDF PAGE 101
… ! 4. I am dumb with rapture of thy loveliness. All metres match and mingle ; all words tire ; All lights, all sounds, all perfumes, all gold stress Of the honey-palate, all soft strokes expire In abject agony of broken sense To hymn the emotion tense Of somewhat higherO ! how highest !than all Their mystery : fall, O fall, Ye unavailing eagle-flights of song ! O wife ! these do thee wrong. 5. 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…
1910 · PDF PAGE 57
… speaks, Stemming the hands that guide, the arms that hold, Even the infinite brain : that spirit seeks A loftier down of more ephemeral gold Ephemeral, and eternal. Droop thine head, O God ! for thou must suffer this, I said. Droop thy wide pinions, O thou mortal God ! Sink thy vast forehead, and let Life consume The miserable life thy feet have trod Beneath them, that thine own life in its doom Fall, in its resurrection to arise ; Stoop, that its holier hope may cleave the skies. Power, power, and power ! O single sacrifice On thine own alta…
1910 · PDF PAGE 106
…All time, fly off ; they are subtle : there abides A secret and most maiden taste ; Salt, as of the invisible tides Of the molten sea of gold Men may at times behold In the rayless scarab of the sinking sun ; And out of that is won Hardly, with labour and pain that are as pleasure, The first flower of the garden, the stored treasure That lies at the hearts heart of eternity. This treasure is for thee. 16. O ! but shall hope arise in happiness ? That may not be. My life is like a golden grape ; the veins Peep through the ecstasy Of the essence …
1910 · PDF PAGE 16
…acant eyes, as one Lost in the labyrinth of some ill dream, Move and move on, and never see the sun Lap all the mist with orange and red gold, Throw some lank windmill into iron shade, And stir the chill canal with manifold Rays of clear morning ; never grow afraid When he dips down beyond the far fiat land, Know never more the day and night apart,