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1910 · PDF PAGE 113

Ambergris

104 AMBERGRIS OTHER LOVE SONGS Edith Speak, O my sister, O my spouse, speak, speak ! Sigh not, but utter the intense award Of infinite love ; arise, burn cheek by cheek ! Dart, eyes of glory ; live, O lambent sword O the heart’s 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 ecstasy’s irremeable river, And race the rhythm of laughter to i…

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1910 · PDF PAGE 112

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AMBERGRIS 103 OTHER LOVE SONGS Norah Norah, my wee shy child of wonderment, You are sweeter than a swallow-song at dusk ! You are braver than a lark that soars and trills His lofty laughter of love to a hundred hills ! You lie like a sweet nut within the husk Of my big arms ; and 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 rain’s soft season, and sun betimes, And all the gladness of the afterglow When you come shyly out of the fold…

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AMBERGRIS 21 We have no more day, we are fain to say Alas ! In Love’s a cure For Fortune’s hate ; In Love’s a lure Shall laugh at Fate ; We have tolled Death’s knell ; All streams are pure ; We are new-create ; All’s well, all’s well ! We have God to endure, we are very sure All’s well ! In such wise rang the challenge unto Death With clear high eloquence and happy breath ; So did a brave sad heart grow glad again And mock the riddle that the dead Sphinx saith. When I am dead, remember me for this That I bade workers work, and lovers kiss ; Lau…

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1910 · PDF PAGE 90

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AMBERGRIS 81 FROM THE ARGONAUTS The Song of the Siren, Leucosia O Lover, 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 sun’s 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 dawn’s 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, Fain…

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1910 · PDF PAGE 114

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AMBERGRIS 105 OTHER LOVE SONGS Rose Rose on the breast of the world of spring, I press my breast against thy bloom, My subtle life drawn out to thee : to thee its moods and meanings cling. I pass from change and thought to peace, woven on love’s incredible loom, Rose on the breast of the world of spring ! How shall the heart dissolved in joy take form and harmony and sing ? How shall the ecstasy of light fall back to music’s magic gloom ? O China rose without a thorn, O honey-bee with- out a sting ! The scent of all thy beauty burns upon the wi…

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1910 · PDF PAGE 32

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…ows wan Make shudder all the tense desires of man ; No gleam of moonlight bears the golden mark Of sunny lips, nor shines upon Our sleep—Love’s birchen bark. Love, love to-night. To-night is all we know, Is all our care ; lips joined to lips we lie, Tender hands touching, hearts in tune to die, With willing kiss reluctant to let go ; So sweet love’s last enduring sigh For sleep, so sure, so slow. Sleep, sleep to-night. Our arms are intertwined ; Breath desires breath and hand imprisons hand ; Breezes cool faces, rosy with the brand Of long swee…

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1910 · PDF PAGE 108

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…ERGRIS 99 Thereon ; some fragrance rare Stolen from my lady’s hair Perchance redeeming now and then the distant Fugitive tunes. 18. Ah ! Love ! the hour is over ! The moon is up, the vigil overpast. Call me to thee at last, O Rose, O perfect miracle lover, Call me ! I hear thee though it be across The abyss of the whole universe, Though not a sigh escape, delicious loss ! Though hardly a wish rehearse The imperfection underlying ever The perfect happiness. Thou knowest that not in flesh Lies the fair fresh Delight of love ; not in mere lips and…

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1910 · PDF PAGE 80

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AMBERGRIS 71 O fearful firstling dove ! My dawn and spring of love, Love’s light and lure ! Look (as I bend above) Through bright lids filled thereof Perfect and pure, Thy bloom of maidenhood. I could not : if I could, I would not : being good, Also endure ! Cruel, to tear or mar The chaliced nenuphar ; Cruel to press The rosebud ; cruel to scar Or stain the flower-star With mad caress. But crueller to destroy The leaping life and joy Born in a careless boy From lone distress. More cruel then art thou The calm and chaste of brow, If thou dost t…

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1910 · PDF PAGE 105

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…st flight And stateliest shaft of light Thyself thyself surpassing ; all were dull, And thou, O rose, sole, sacred, wonderful, Single in love and aim, Double in form and name, Triple in energy of radiant flame, Informing all, in all most beautiful, Circle and sphere, perfect in every part High above hope of Art : Though, be it said ! thou art nowhere now, Save in the secret chamber of my heart, Behind the brass of my anonymous brow. 12. Ay ! let the coward and slave who writes write on ! He is no more harm to Love than the grey snake Who lurks …

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1910 · PDF PAGE 92

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…ching sides Our pinnace glides. Just by the mænad-haunted hill Songs rise into the air, and thrill, Like clustered birds at evening When love outlingers rain and spring. Faint faces of strange dancers spill Their dewy scent ; and sweet and chill The wind comes faintly whispering On wanton wing. Between the islands sheer and steep Our craft treads noiseless o’er the deep, Turned to the gold heart of the west, The sun’s last sigh of love expressed Ere the lake glimmer, borrow sleep From clouds and tinge their edges ; weep That night brings love n…

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1910 · PDF PAGE 126

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…, hearing of our race Heroic tales, half-doubted, being So far beyond a rime to trace. What shall they say ? For secret we Have held our love, and holy. Splendour Of light, and music of the sea, And eyes and heart serene and tender, With kisses mingled utterly These were our ways. And who shall know ? What warrior bard our nuptial glories Shall sing ? Historic shall we go Down through our country’s golden stories ? Shall lovers whisper “ Even so As he loved her do I love you ? ” So much they shall know, surely ; never The truth, how lofty and f…

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1910 · PDF PAGE 62

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… lustre rare. The bloom upon the peach is fine ; The blossom on thy cheek is mine ! O kiss me—if you dare ! I called thee by the name of love That mothers fear and gods approve, And maidens blush to say— O Gretchen, meet me in the dell We know and love, who love so well, While morn is cold and gray ! So match thy blushes to the dawn ; Thy bosom to the rising moon, Until our loves to earth have drawn Some new bewitching tune. Come, Gretchen, in the dusk of day, Where nymphs and dryads creep away Beneath the oaks, to laugh and play And sink in lo…

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1910 · PDF PAGE 91

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…o 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.

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AMBERGRIS 91 3. In vain the solemn stars pour their pale dews Upon my trembling spirit ; their caress Leaves me moon-rapt in waves of loveliness All thine, O rose, O wrought of many a must In Music, O thou strength of ecstasy Incarnate in a woman-form, create Of her own rapture, infinite, ultimate, Not to be seen, not grasped, not even imaginable, But known of one, by virtue of that spell Of thy sweet will toward him : thou, unknown, Untouched, grave mistress of the sunlight throne Of thine own nature ; known not even of me, But of some spark o…

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1910 · PDF PAGE 33

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…xile from humankind ! The snow’s fresh flakes Are warmer than men’s hearts. My mind is wrought Into dark shapes of solitary thought That loves and sympathises, but awakes No answering love or pity. What a pang Hath this strange solitude to aggravate The self-abasement and the blows of Fate ! No snake of hell that so severe a fang ! I am not lower than all men—I feel Too keenly. Yet my place is not above, Though I have this—unalterable Love In every fibre. I am crucified Apart on a long burning crag of steel, Tortured, cast out ; and yet—I shall…

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1910 · PDF PAGE 140

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…GRIS 131 FROM ORPHEUS The Regaining of Eurydice The magical task and the labour is ended ; The toils are unwoven, the battle is won ; My lover comes back to my arms, to the splendid Abyss of the air and abode of the sun. The sword be assuaged, and the bow be unbended ! The labour is past, and the victory won. The arrows of song through Hell cease to hurtle. Away to the passionate gardens of Greece, Where the thrush is awake, and the voice of the turtle Is soft in the amorous places of peace, And the tamarisk groves and the olive and myrtle Stir…

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1910 · PDF PAGE 147

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138 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 drivelli…

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1910 · PDF PAGE 46

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…ds lie between. So still lingers sun upon sea ; Still twilight draws down to the world ; The light of my spirit is she ; The soul of her love is in me ; Lithe kisses with music are curled. Like light on the meadows we dwell ; Like twilight clings heart unto 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 wor…

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1910 · PDF PAGE 11

Ambergris

2 AMBERGRIS Grey desires invade the white. Love and life are but a span ; Woe is me ! and woe is man !

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1910 · PDF PAGE 102

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… deep to deep Reverberating, lightning unto lightning Across the sundering brightening Abyss of sorrow’s sleep, There shone the sword of love, and struck, 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 han…

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