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24 AMBERGRIS FROM MYSTERIES Perdurabo Exile from humankind ! The snows fresh flakes Are warmer than mens 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 menI feel Too keenly. Yet my place is not above, Though I have thisunalterable Love In every fibre. I am crucified Apart on a long burning crag of stee…
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…stretches out no arm at all : Toadstools have wrecked fair cities in a night : One poets song may bid a kingdom fall. Add to thy fellow-men one ounce of aid The block begins to shift, the start is made : The rest is thine ; with overwhelming might The balance changes, and the task is paid. Joinst thou thy feeble hands in foolish prayer To him thy brain hath moulded and set there In thy brains heaven ? Such a god replies As thy fears move. So men pray everywhere What God there be, is real. By His might Begot the universe within the night ; I…
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…e, unmoved, not made for change, Let thy one godhead rise To move like morning, and like day to range, A furnace for the skies, That all men cry : The uncreated God ! Formless, ineffable, just, whose period Is as his name, Eternity ! So bear The sceptre of the air ! So mayest thou avenge, all-seeing, blind, The wrath of this consuming fire, that licks The rafters and the portals of the house, The gateways of the kingdom, where behind Lurk ruinous fates and consequence ; where fix Their fangs the scorpions ; where hide their brows The shamed pro…
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…cords that are not ; witch me chanted Spells never heard nor open to the ear, Woven of silence, moulded in the haunted Houses where dead men linger year by year. I have no fear To tread thy far irremeable way Beyond the paths and palaces of day, Beyond the night, beyond the skies, Beyond eternitys Tremendous gate ; beyond the immanent miracle. O secret self of things ! I have nor feet nor wings Except to follow far beyond Heaven and Earth and Hell, Until I mix my mood And being in thee, as in my hermits hood I grow the thing I contemplate tha…
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…s have planted Paler roses, warmer grapes, Ere the maiden breasts have panted, And the sunny shapes Flit around to bless the hour, Comes men know not what false flower : Ere the cup is drained, the wine Grows unsweet, that was divine. All the subtle airs are proven False at dewfall ; at the dawn Sin and sorrow, interwoven, Like a veil are drawn Over love and all delight.
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… 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 stream Now its desire is grown quiet ; Life was a passionate dream Once, when light fancy ran riot,
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… an hour : imagining This vast vain thing, We call it God, and Father. Empty hand And prayer unplanned Stretch fatuous to the void. Ah ! men my friends, What fury sends This folly to intoxicate your hearts ? Dread air disparts Your vital ways from these unsavoury follies. Black melancholies Sit straddled on your bended backs. The throne Of the unknown
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…wly chaunts In woods where still Arisbe haunts, Wrapping the wanderer with her tresses Into untold caresses. For none of all the sons of men That hath known Artemis, again Turns to the warmer earth, or vows His secrets to another spouse. The moon resolves her beauty in
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… Fall from the Archers bitter kiss Fast to their mute abyss. The pale sweet blooms of lotus burn ; The scent of spring is in the soul ; Mens spirits to the loftiest turns ; Light is extended and made whole. The waters of the whispering Nile Lisp of their loves a little while, Then break, like songsters, into sighing, Because the lazy days are dying ; And swift and tawny streams must rise Worlds world to fertilise
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…rns up the soul of the lyre : There is pain in the note : In the sorcerers throat Is a sword, and his brain is afire ! Long after (to men : but a moment To me in my mansion of rest) Is a sundawn to blaze what the glow meant Seen long after death in the west ; A magical æon ! Nor love-song nor pæan, But a flame with a silvery crest. There shall rise a sweet song of the soul Far deeper than love or distress ; Beyond mortals and gods shall it roll ; It shall find me, and crave, and caress. Ah ! me it shall capture In torrents of rapture ; It sh…
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…t, the memorable pæan, Storm-throated, mouthed as cave-rolling sea ; I lift the cup : deep draughts of blue Lethean ! My wine to me. O lamentable season of Apollo, When swoops his glory to the golden wave ! As all his children, so their lord shall follow ! The flower he slew, the maiden he would save, As Itylus, light woven, tuned ! O swallow, Bewail their grave ! The gracious breast of Artemis may light me To menyet loved I ever Artemis ? Surely the vine-song and the dance delight me, The sea-blue bowers where Aphrodite is. Terrible gods and …
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44 AMBERGRIS Made luminous with light of power. I seal each æons period, And wait the moment and the hours. Aloof, alone, unloved, I stand With love and worship in my hand. I commune with the Gods : I wait Their summons, and I fire the brand I speak their Word : and there is Fate. I know no happiness, no pain, No swift emotion, no disdain, No pits : but the boundless light Of the Eternal Love, unslain, Flows through me to redeem the night. Mine is a sad slow life : but I, I would not gain release, and die A moment ere my task be done. To falte…
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AMBERGRIS 129 FROM ORPHEUS Invocation of Hecate O triple form of darkness ! Sombre splendour ! Thou moon unseen of men ! Thou huntress dread ! Thou crownd demon of the crownless dead ! O breasts of blood, too bitter and too tender ! Unseen of gentle spring, Let me the offering Bring to thy shrines sepulchral glittering ! I slay the swart beast ! I bestow the gloom Under the waning moon, At midnight hardly lightening the East ; And the black lamb from the black ewes dead womb I bring, and stir the slow infernal tune Fit for thy chosen priest.…
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…ave me ever till I die : Nay, though I die ! Beyond the distant gloom Heaven springs, a fountain, out of Changes womb ! Time would all men within the grave inter : For Time himself shall no god find a tomb ?
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… When, like a bad dream changing, swiftly grows A new souls joy, a fuller-petalled rose. Many the spirits broken for one man ; Many the men that perish to create One God the more ; many the weary and wan Old Gods that die to constitute a Fate : How many Fates then, think you, must control The stainless aspiration of the soul ? Not one. I tell you, destiny is sure, Yet moves no finger : though it tune my tongue, My tongue shall tune it too : my words endure As destiny decays : my hands are flung In prayer to Heaven nay, to mine own crown, To ra…
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…ime, 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 of iv…
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… 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 sharp division, Did He divide our wit sublime ? Our knowledge bring to nought ? We had no need of thought. We brought His malice in derision. So thine eternal petals shall enclose Me, O most wonderful lady of delight, Immaculate, indivisible circle of night, Inviolate, invulnerable Rose !
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…As the earths before the sunset, and the God and I are One. I who entered in a Fool, gain the God by clean endeav- our ; I am shaped as men and women, fair for ever and for ever.
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…bark Lingers, we raise no silk to meet the gale. The bank slips by ; we gather not its fruit. We plant no seed, we irrigate no root True men have planted ; and the tare and thorn Spring to rank weedy vigour ; poisons shoot Into the overspreading foliage ; So as days darken into weary age The flowers are fewer ; the weeds are stronger born, And hands are grown too feeble to assuage Their venom ; then, the unutterable sea ! Is she green-cinctured with the earlier tree Of life ? Do blossoms blow, or weeds create A foul rank undergrowth of misery ?…
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…re ? Suppose Hells waters wash the memory of this rose Out of my mind, what misery matters then ? Or, if they leave it, all the woes of men Are as pale shadows in the glory of That passionate splendour of Love. 10. Ay ! my own voice, my own thoughts. These, then, must be The mutiny of some worms misery, Some chained despair knotted into my flesh, Some chance companion, some soul damned afresh Since my redemption, that is vocal at all, For I am wrapt away from light and call In the sweet heart of the red rose. My spirit only knows This woman a…