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…th its tendrils into time. VII Y mouth was wet with the delicious crime Of kissing you, one night, when in a vision Your hair was like a forest of tall pines In winter ; black strange dwarfs with crooked spines And elfin eyes, and bleating mouths that worked All manner of grimace and bleak derision Bore them away ; hollow-eyed ghosts that lurked About the sea made thereof masts ; they fitted Tall ships and goodly, furrowing the deep To harvest merchandise ; strong and keen-witted The mariners ; oho ! the breezes leap Like lovers on them ; lo ! …
1907 · PDF PAGE 11
…nths, Among the broken pedestals and plinths Where the gray Lords of Time, of Time forgotten, Lie in the herbage rotten Of the unpeopled forest. V SONG ! O amorous and seducing, I see thee as thou soarest, So that, the girders of the soul unloosing, That Child of you and me, O rose of roses, That Child whose life encloses Our lives, is therefore I, may wander ever By the fritillary-fringéd river, Through lotus gardens of the sleepy gods, On hills where every timid oread tries Blue gentian as disguise From holier (though she think profaner) eyes…
1907 · PDF PAGE 16
…y head was happy, laid betwixt your breasts. XII NOTHER time I passed the holy well And plunged (as Phoebus in the western ocean) Into a forest of fine flame that crowned The holy hill ; all was enchaunted ground, The flames like scented tendrils of a vine Or sensitive rays that spell Strange curves to match their master-gods emotion. 11 A
1907 · PDF PAGE 15
…ed at the waning moon that lapsed above Out of all light (had I not been in love, And drunken on the quintessential draught) So that the forest folk were sore afraid. But when I came upon the open space I might perceive my ladys face, And knew she waned because that I was late. Twin hills like ivory glinted ; on their slopes Blue rivers coursed, and many a nightingale Told all its tremulous tale To viewless dryads, or elate Trilled out its bleeding hopes Into the mist of light that hid (I know) Bassarids, Bassarids Dionysus-mad. Then, in that …