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…being discede, Mine is the magic that has made me thine, Mine from sublime unconsciousness to deed. Laylah! oh God! the love of my whole life, ‘My life concentred in 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…
1914 · PDF PAGE 18
…despair! All I destroyed 1 save, I recreate. ‘What things shall be 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 …
1914 · PDF PAGE 16
CHICAGO MAY PART II—LONDON Jaxvary I Ap yet I have been faithful : T have tried All a man might to wake a soul within The lazar life of you, sought single-eyed Salvation for you—even through your sin, Alas! you cannot sin ; for sin means will. Chicago May can only gorge and swill. ‘Oh! T have flamed at you, thrust deep my ki Into the fat about your hampered heart! I would have taken you to be my wife; T would have doctored you with love and art. With the first quarter-glass of dry champagne ‘The rift that was clouds hopelessly again. Ah, but I …
1914 · PDF PAGE 20
… came ; aborted, but alive. ‘The eunuch of a childless Turk ‘Was bribed by the head wife— Oh, substituted wage for work I— To buy a baby life. ‘The best the mean slave could procure ‘Was this—thrown out on some manure. He took it to the harem, told The tale; it wheezed the sot Whose palsied eyes with rapture rolled At hearing he had got In his old age (his youth was wild ) A real live beautiful male child. ‘This blinking bastard lived to be A thief, a renegade, ‘To cheat at cards, to fight and flee A volunteer brigade Of Greeks, Armenians, and …
1914 · PDF PAGE 6
CHICAGO MAY ‘True self is to all life immune As is the sun's 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 pu…
1914 · PDF PAGE 5
… you. Love, indeed1 Lie still, lie still, and let my heart run on From hate to—love. I name the one pure word ‘That she blasphemes ; her life's Satyricon Would taint all speech! Yet “love,” obscenely purred From whiskered lips, stillsends my spi To God from all this miry martyrdom. ‘There is a woman, true, fair, wise, and young, Her soul one flame for art and song, her soul Pure as the trilling musick of her tongue, Her heart one flame—for me. The single goal Of this great purgatory of mine is she. God grant her hope to her, and mine to me! fa)…
1914 · PDF PAGE 17
…y churning chalk, Eunuchs may safely swill satyrion, Plaster your cancers while you can the knife Comes all too late to give a chance of life. m1 Oh, but the soul is there| as pure and sweet As if you never had defiled it, pure Without attaint, impeccable, complete, Perfect, through all the ages to endure— Ahi! then T love you after all—the years Dissolved in the black bowl—these bitter tears © God! I love you more than I love her, Because you are lost, because you are mere dung. ‘That makes your pearl shine! Stark and sinister The curses withe…
1914 · PDF PAGE 10
… unaided By this may fail to have her will of art And me—God bless her for her loyal heart | ‘Men hunt the ermine for its fur; ‘tis said Life's pedlars all have treasure in their load ; ‘The toad has got a jewel in its head— O Christ of God | I wish you were a toad! A toad is cold and clammy, it is true; But you are hot and sticky, and smell too. VIIL ““T thought I was worth something!” Yes, you are; ‘Worth what the jeweller and the old-clothes-man ‘And the pork-butcher offer. Soul's a star, (And that is why no woman ever loathes man.) Tf you'v…
1914 · PDF PAGE 23
…ice Us who were forced—we, Laylah now and then To bathe our bodies in the vats of vice? Why is our heaven so critical a point ? Why does life tremble on so tense a string? Why should so rare an oil as ours anoint ‘The brazen brows of a usurping king? Is it not in our right 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 wo…