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1910 · PDF PAGE 114

Ambergris

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 46

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…37 I led her the beautiful way To the land where the Winds 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 l…

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1910 · PDF PAGE 38

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… 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 That dance to an infinite lyre On the heart of the world as they beat, In the flowers of the bride of the flame, in the war- rior Lord of the Fire, There burns our desire !

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1910 · PDF PAGE 82

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AMBERGRIS 73 FROM ALICE : AN ADULTERY Alice The roses of the world are sad, The water-lilies pale, Because my lover takes her lad Beneath the moonlight veil. No flower may bloom this happy hour— Unless my Alice be the flower. The stars are hidden in dark and mist, The moon and sun are dead, Because my love has caught and kissed My body in her bed. No light may shine this happy night— Unless my Alice be the light. So silent are the thrush, the lark ! The nightingale’s at rest, Because my lover loves the dark, And has me in her breast. No song th…

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1910 · PDF PAGE 42

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… loves a little while, Then break, like songsters, into sighing, Because the lazy days are dying ; And swift and tawny streams must rise World’s world to fertilise

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1910 · PDF PAGE 95

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86 AMBERGRIS Till the Knowledge-Lotus flowering hides the world beneath its stem ; Neither I, nor God life-showering, find a counter- part in them. As a spirit in a vision shows a countenance of fear, Laughs the looker to derision, only comes to dis- appear, Gods and mortals, mind and matter, in the glowing bud dissever : Vein from vein they rend and shatter, and are nothingness for ever. In the bless’d, the enlightened, perfect eyes these visions pass, Pass and cease, poor shadows frightened, leave no stain upon the glass. One last stroke, O h…

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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 133

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… shakes its ocean-bathed tresses, The bright sun broadens over all the earth. The green leaves fall, fall into his caresses, And all the world’s heart leaps, again addresses Its life, and girds it in the golden girth. Then noon full-fashioned lies upon the steep. The large sun sighs and turns his bridle-rein, Thinks of the ocean, turns his heart to sleep, Laughing no longer, not yet prone to weep, Feeling the prelude of the coming pain. The hills and dales are dumb beneath the heat, And all the world lies tranced or mutely dreaming,

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1910 · PDF PAGE 83

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…es Her body’s 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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…n .............................................. 35 The Reaper..................................................... 38 The Palace of the World.................................. 40 The Rosicrucian ............................................. 43 The Athanor................................................... 46 FROM TANNHÄUSER Shepherd’s Boy Song...................................... 53 Tannhäuser’s Song......................................... 54

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1910 · PDF PAGE 109

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…nding beyond sunset, beyond dawn ! O Rose, inviolate, utterly withdrawn In the truth :—for this is truth ; Love knows ! Ah ! Rose of the World ! Rose ! Rose !

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1910 · PDF PAGE 96

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…m In his intolerable abode. All things that are, unknown and known, Bending in homage to your eyes ; We wander wondering, lift alone The world’s grey load of agonies. Make me a roseleaf with your mouth, That all the savour steal afar Unto the sad awaiting South, Where sits enthroned the answering Star.

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1910 · PDF PAGE 49

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40 AMBERGRIS FROM THE TEMPLE OF THE HOLY GHOST The Palace of the World The fragrant gateways of the dawn Teem with the scent of flowers. The mother, Midnight, has withdrawn Her slumberous kissing hours : Day springs, with footsteps as a fawn, Into her rosy bowers. The pale and holy maiden horn In 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 garden…

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1910 · PDF PAGE 122

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…rayed ? Their light dismayed Before the vast blind spaces of the sky ? O galaxy Of thousands upon thousands closely curled ! Your golden world Incalculably small, its closest cluster Mere milky lustre Staining the infinite darkness ! Base and blind Our minion mind Seeks a great light, a light sufficient, light Insuf- ferably bright, Hence hidden for 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 …

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1910 · PDF PAGE 116

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…gical scent In the groves of the heart ! O the pleasure that runs over all overmeasure, The wine of Event ! Overmastered the hurl of the world in the hush of our rapture ; Entangled the bird of success

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AMBERGRIS 35 FROM THE TEMPLE OF THE HOLY GHOST The May Queen (old style) It is summer and sun on the sea, The twilight is drawn to the world : We linger and laugh on the lea, The light of my spirit with me, Sharp limbs in close agony curled. The noise of the music of sleep, The breath of the wings of the night, The song of the magical deep, The sighs of the spirits that weep, Make murmur to tune our delight. Slow feet are our measures that move ; Swift songs are more soft than the breeze ; Our mouths are made mute for our love ; Our eyes are ma…

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…hings, Given to the splendid kings, Gloomy state, and glamour dark, Swooping jewel-feathered wings, Eyes translucent with a spark Of the world of fire, that swings Gates of adamant below Lofty minarets of snow. Thence the towering flames arise, Where the flashes white and wise Find their mortal foe. Let us thither, caring not Anything, or any more, Since the sorrow of our lot Craves to pass the abysmal door. Never more for us shall twine Rosy fingers on the vine. Never maiden lips shall cull Myriad blossoms beautiful.

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1910 · PDF PAGE 63

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…faces, that might not abide ; Flicker, and are fordone. So were they caught within the spacious tide, The sleepy waters that encased the world Monsters rose up, and turned themselves, and curled Into the deep again. The darkness brooded, and the bitter pain Of chaos twisted the vast limbs of time In horrid rackings : then the spasm came : The Serpent rose, the servant of the slime, In one dark miracle of flame Unluminous and void : the silent claim Of that which was, to be : the cry to climb, The bitter birth of Nature : uttermost Night Dwelt, …

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1910 · PDF PAGE 99

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90 AMBERGRIS Rosa Mundi 1. Rose of the world ! Red glory of the secret heart of love ! Red flame, rose red, most subtly curled Into its own infinite flower, all flowers above ! Its flower in its own perfumed passion, Its faint sweet passion, folded and furled In flower fashion ; And my deep spirit taking its pure part Of that voluptuous heart Of hidden happiness ! 2. Arise, strong bow of the young child Eros ! (While the maddening moonlight, the memoried caress Stolen of the scented rose Stirs me and bids each racing pulse ache, ache !) Bend in…

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1910 · PDF PAGE 13

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…ns, Gathers roar of seas and the dirge of moorlands ; Tempest, thunder, birds, and the breeze of summer Join to augment it. So the sound-world, filled of the fire of all things, Rolls majestic torrents of mighty music Through the stars where dwell the avenging spirits Bound in the whirlwind . . .

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