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Such as strange orchids give, and hyacinths, 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 …
1907 · PDF PAGE 12
…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 that lurked About the sea made thereof masts ; they fitted Tall ships and goodly, furrowing the de…
1907 · PDF PAGE 16
…at great cost His journey thence ? O Rose of gramarye, My riddle you shall ree. My 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
XI NOTHER time, through tides from chaos rolled I was upborne by this my scarabee With scales like plates of porphyry and gold And wings like flakes of the green light that pours Through the blue heart of the Hawaian sea. So to the hollow shore We came, and did behold a silver avenue That wound through cypress groves and woods of yew Unto the hills ; hideous hyaenas laughed, Mean jackals snarled and screamed, and wild dogs bayed : Bayed at the waning moon that lapsed above Out of all light (had I not been in love, And drunken on the quintessent…