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Page 1 of 11914 · PDF PAGE 18
…e annihilate what were. Evil was made that good might come thereby, And life to show us it is good to die! Iv O love! O love! lost, lost beyond all hope! 1 plunged too deep within the mire! I strove To master worlds beyond my horoscope 1 sought out hate, and found it only love. I did invoke pure scorn, and lo! appears The pale veiled goddess of immortal tears. Vile, mean, debauched, a mass of muck you are: “Tis you, and none but you, I came to save. Tleave in heaven my maiden, my sole star; For you I give my godhead to the grave. Dung that you …
1914 · PDF PAGE 6
…self to the moon, ‘Yet this, that is not love, corrodes ‘That self, or clouds it. Lead me far From earth to the unmoved abodes ‘That lie beyond the utmost star! Ah, no! the martyr asks his Lord For martyrdom as his reward. Give me my pain, and let me keep My love! T have no fear to lose My hate: While now she lies asleep, T have one moment's power to choose. I choose the cross. My love shall gain ‘The price of all my Judas-pain. Il Pure hate is like pure love, a calm, a flow Of the pure spirit in a single stream; No wave disturbs its depth ; no…
1914 · PDF PAGE 22
…he moon| ‘Oh! but the moon has purity enough, Lustral for all the least that she might love! Ah! then my heart flings free to flare afar Beyond the fierce phantastic flames of foam To Her, for strength and constancy a star, For magick she's the moon! to Her! to Home! “Blow, blow, thou wintry wind !"—and blow away ‘The last foul fetich of Chicago May! PART IV—CHERBOURG Max Yes: Iam you, but for a moment only. ‘That leaves an ache: that leaves me less than man, ‘That leaves me more than God, too sad, too lonely To do no matter what. Since love be…
1914 · PDF PAGE 24
…a single act, More than a mistress, wilder than a wife, ‘Who ratified our diabolic pact? God grant my life and yours be one, be one, One beyond possibility, no hour ‘But bring to ripeness in the royal sun ‘Some fruit of our fecundity, some flower Such as no spring of earth or heaven can show ;— Laylah! my Laylah! Laylah! Laylah! mine Irrevocably from the hour of woe When I broke in upon the crystal shrine! 23
1914 · PDF PAGE 25
…y to do? ‘Why, every thought is a new spasm of sun! Is there a new or old in love? What odds, Since every one of us—yea, every one !— Is beyond doubt the darling of the gods? ‘Why then, let us die young, let us die young! Come, Laylah, I shall get to you so soon This absence, a mere miserere sung, Seems dream. © moon! O mortifying moon! Quicken our love! O bring me to the hour, Minute and second when I lose, I lose All that I am in one fellatrix flower! Time, O the unsubstantial ! O the ooze Of nothingness! Come bring me to the kiss, ‘The comfo…
1914 · PDF PAGE 23
… that you and 1, No more you and I, should be some third thing, given Not by the Gods, nor chance, nor Destiny, But—by what That that is beyond hell and heaven ? Lost, lost, for ever lost we are; I know No word to answer the eternal Why, No spell that may subdue the eternal woe ‘That “ you” are somehow different from 11" Lost, lost! O may not death discover spells? Has not the spasm of dissolution charms?