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1899 · PDF PAGE 6

The Honourable Adulterers

120 MYSTERIES: When soul to soul is locked, and eyes are wed, And lips not touched kiss secretly by sight. These things we fear, and move as in a mist One from the other, and we had not kissed. Only the perfume of her lips and hair Love’s angel wafted slowly to me there, And as I went like death away I wist _Its savour faded, nor my soul aware. I turned and went away, away, away, Out of the night that was to me the day, And_rode to meet the sun to hide in light The sorrow of the day that was the night. So I rode slowly in the morning gray, And …

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1899 · PDF PAGE 8

The Honourable Adulterers

…I, despair is lord of me and king ; But I, my thoughts tend ever to the rope. But I, unknightly, recreant, a coward, Dare not release my soul from fate untoward By such a craven’s cunning. Nay, my soul Must move unflinching to what’bitter goal The angry gods design—if gods be froward I am a man, nor fear to drain the bowl. And some old devil, dead no doubt and damned, But living in her life, had wisely crammed Her fierce bronze throat with such a foul device As made her belly yearn for sacrifice, She leered like love on me, and smiled, and sham…

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1899 · PDF PAGE 10

The Honourable Adulterers

…d. And suddenly I felt a kiss enclose My whole live body, as a rich red rose Folding its sweetness round the honey-bee. I felt a perfect soul embracing me, And in my spirit like a river flows A passion like the passion of the sea.

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1899 · PDF PAGE 12

The Honourable Adulterers

…geless love endure as mine, And all his passion round me as a vine. So clinging fibres of desire control My perfect body, and my perfect soul Shot flakes of light toward him, and my eyes, Seeking his face, were made divinely wise. So, solemn, silent, ’mid a merry folk - I bound him by my forehead’s silver yoke, And grew immense about him and within, And so possessed him wholly, without sin. For I had crossed the barrier and knew There was no sin. His lips reluctant grew Ardent at last as recognizing me, And love’s wild tempest sweeps upon his s…

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