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…e close, be quick, be near, Whispering enchanted words in every curving ear ! O Dionysus, start As the Apollonian dart ! Bury thy horned head in every bleeding heart !
…mble with pleasure, O wonder of girls ! Rest is bliss, And bliss is rest, Give me a kiss If you love me best ! Hold me like this With my head on your breast !
…ass out beyond the city gate. All day I loitered in the little streets Of black worn houses tottering, like the fate That hangs above my head even now, and meets Prayer and defiance as not hearing it. They lean, these old black streets ! a little sky Peeps through the gap, the rough stone path is lit Just for a little by the sun, and I Watch his red face pass over, fade away To other streets, and other passengers, See him take pleasure where the heathen pray, See him relieve the hunter of his furs, All the wide world awaiting him, all folk Glad…
…or to worship ; I forbid thee to sing or to write ! The Star-Goddess guideth us her ship ; The sails belly out with the light. Beautiful head ! We will sing on our bed Of the beautiful law of the Night ! We are lulled by the whirr of the stars ; We are fanned by the whisper, the wind ; We are locked in unbreakable bars, The love of the spirit and mind. The infinite powers Of rapture are ours ; We are one, and our kisses are kind.
…ating far Up and up yet to where thy sacred star Burned in its brilliance : thence the storm was shed A passion of great calm about this head, This head no more a poets ; since the dream Of beauty gathered close into a stream Of tingling light, and, gathering ever force From thine own love, its unextended source, Became the magic utterance that makes Me, Dissolving self into the starless sea That makes one lake of molten joy, one pond Steady as light and hard as diamond ; One drop, one atom of constraint intense, Of elemental passion corning s…
…sun-kindled hair Close in the face more fair, The sweet soul shining there For God to see. Surely some angel shed Flowers for the maiden head, Ephemeral flowers ! I yearn, not comforted. My heart is vainly bled Through age-long hours. To thee my spirit turns ; My bright soul aches and burns, As a dry valley yearns For spring and showers. Splendid, remove, a fane Alone and unprofane I know thy breast. These bitter tears of pain Flood me, and fall again Not into rest. Me, whose sole purpose is To gain one gainless kiss, And make a birds my bliss…
… 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 veins forced in bitter toil To win some spoil Of knowledge from the caverns of the deep ! So shall the steep Pathways of heaven gleam with loftier fires Than earths desires. So shall thou conquer Space, and lastly climb The walls of Time, And by the golden path the great have trod Reach up to God !
…uniting and dividing it, Volcanic, airy, and celestial. I rose within the elemental ball, And lo ! the Ancient One of Days did sit ! His head and hair were white as wool, his eyes A flaming fire : and from the splended mouth Flashed the Eternal Sword ! Lo ! Lying at his feet as dead, I saw The leaping-forth of Law : Division of the North wind and the South, The lightning of the armies of the Lord ; East rolled asunder from the rended West ; Height clove the depth : the Voice begotten said : Divided be thy ways and limited ! Answered the ref…
AMBERGRIS 41 Light is extended. I and Thou Are as they had not been. So on my head the light is one, Unity manifest ; A star more splended than the sun Burns for my crownd crest ; Burns, as the murmuring orison Of waters in the west. What angel from the silver gate Flames to my fierier face ? What angel, as I contemplate The unsubstantial space, Move with my lips the laws of Fate That bind earths carapace ? No angel, but the very light And fire and spirit of Her, Unmitigated, eremite, The unmanifested myrrh, Ocean, and night that is not night…
…ck are woven in gray, Faint sleep of silken light. A strange soft light about me shed Devours the sense of time : Hovers about my sleepy head Some sweet persistent rime. Beneath my breast my love may hear Deep murmur of the billows O gather me to thee, my dear, On soft forgetful pillows ! O gather me in arms of love As maidens plucking posies,
…crament, Fills up its cup, its petals tremble With faint desires that dissemble The fierce intention to be wed One with the spring suns head. The fountains of the river yearn Toward the sacred temple-walls, They foam upon the sands that burn With springs delirious festivals. They flash upon the gleaming ways, They cry, they chant aloud the praise Of Isis, and our temple kisses Their flowery water-wildernesses, Whose foamheads nestle to the stones With slumberous antiphones. All birds and beasts and fish are fain To mingle passion with the hop…
…m master of desire. Silent, I pass amid the folk Caught in its mesh, slaves to its yoke. Silent, unknown, I work and will Redemption, godheads master-stroke, And breaking of the wands of ill. No man hath seen beneath my brows Eternitys exultant house. 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 breathles…
…derment most wise. The whitest arms in all the earth Blush from the lilac bed. Like a young star even at its birth Shines out the golden head. Sad violets are the maiden girth, Pale flames night-canopied. O gentlest lady ! Lift those eyes, And curl those lips to kiss ! Melt my young boyhood in thy sighs, A subtler Salmacis ! Hike, in that peace, these ecstasies ; In that fair fountain, this ! She fades as starlight on the stream, As dewfall in the dell ; All life and love, one ravishing gleam Stolen from sleeps crucible ; That kiss, that visio…
…y, and, as a lamp extinct With blood-red tinct, Went out. So lonely in mysterious night A wild, strange light Flickers around the sacred head of man, And 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,
…Night : These bowed and shaped themselves and said : It shall be thus ! And the intolerable luminous Death that is god bent down his head And answered : Thus, immutably, Above all days and deeds, shall be ! And the great Light that is above all gods Lifted his calm brow, spake, and all the seas, And all the air, and all the periods Of seasons and of stars gave ear, and these Vaults of the heaven heard The great white light that shaped its secrecies Into one holy terrible word, Higher than all words spoken ; for he said :
… thee down, Touch, draw me with thy kiss Into thine own deep bliss, Into thy sleep, thy life, thy imperishable crown ! Let that young godhead in thine eyes Pierce mine, fulfil me of their secrecies, Thy peace, thy purity, thy soul impenetrably wise. II. All things which are complete are solitary ; The circling moon, the inconscient drift of stars, The central systems. Burn they, change they, vary ? Theirs is no motion beyond the eternal bars. Seasons and scars Stain not the planets, the unfathomed home, The spaceless, unformed faces in the dome…
… unawares To be no separate soul, but be Himself the moon and sea. Not all the wealth that flowers shed, And sacred streams on that calm head ; Not all the earths spell-weaving dream And scent of new-turned earth shall seem Again indeed his mothers breast To breathe like sleep and give him rest ; He lives or dies in subtler swoon Between the sea and moon. So standing, gliding, undeterred By any her alluring word That calls from older forest glades, My soul forgets the gentle maids That wooed me in the scarlet bowers, And golden cluster-woof o…
…ght to his bed, Proud of her rhythm in the lusty kiss, Triumphant and exulting in the mood Wherein her being is Crowned with a husbands head, And left in solitude which is not solitude. She strides with mighty steps across the glade Laughing, her bosom swelling with the milk Born of a million kisses : leaps her womb Pregnant with fruits, and latter flowers, and shade Of the great cedar-groves : soft, soft as silk, Her skin glows amber, silvered with the bloom Mist-like of the moons light, A slumberous haze of quietude Shed oer the hardy limb…
…orward to the summer breeze ; Warm tints of red lead fancy to the crown, Her coils of chestnut, in abundant ease, That bound the stately head. What joy of youth Lifted her nostril to respire the wind ? What pride of being ? What triumphal truth Acclaimed her queen to her imperial mind ? I watched, a leopard, stealthy in the corn, As if a tigress held herself above ; My body quivered, eager to be torn, Stung by the snake of some convulsive love ! The leopard changed his spots ; for in me leapt The mate, the tiger. Murderous I sprang Across the m…
…e 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 altar : let thy savour steam Up, through the d…