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Page 1 of 11907 · PDF PAGE 12
…glamour Of your lifes blood, and ashen gold With floating gossamer your hair, that might enfold A giant god, and strangle him anon With starry serpents like Laocoon, A stoic god that might enamour And draw him with 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 t…
1907 · PDF PAGE 16
… behold The moons silver and gold Stood in the zenith, that I lost my guide. There stood I passion-pale Like a lost lamb that seeks the starry fold Within that warm and scented vale Clothed with narcissus, hyacinth, tuberose, Snowdrop and lily, all white, all cream, all gold, With never a blush like dawns to flush or fail Upon their garden-close. O wide is the world, wide, wide ! Be sure that I was lost, Lost, lost for ever ; are there palimpsests Wherein a man might study at great cost His journey thence ? O Rose of gramarye, My riddle you s…
1907 · PDF PAGE 19
…ife-pearled As a bridegroom squandering his strength upon the bride Thou art sufficient to redeem the world. XIV ! IS the secret of the starry deep Nothing but pain and pleasure, grief and joy ? Is God a wanton boy To play with us so bitter cheap By such a jewelled light ? Be thine the power, Rose of the Stars, in this thy tortured hour When the wee lips that clung to thee are cold, To give the world a light of other gold From that men hoard, from that the suns afford In their implacable cars As they roll on impassive ; bid thy Lord (O Rose, R…
1907 · PDF PAGE 14
…d In Heaven how safe I am ! Found myself in my little bed asleep Having been butted thither by the Ram. X UT in the dream of you, my starry sweet, It is my earth I lose six times in seven. I have the Freedom of the City of Heaven ; But strange (though fair) are all the stars I meet. The dull familiar and the homely drear Are lost for ever. Being asleep, I fear. Wake ! Let me cut the cable of my mind ! My harbour lies before, and not behind. Dreams are all lies ; those jetty shadows lie When the full moon doth crown the midnight sky. But sha…