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Page 1 of 11914 · PDF PAGE 26
…ore! One kiss, one kiss on each beloved brow! ‘One kiss, one kiss where we have kissed before! Irise, I come to you! I come to you! ‘You will be maniac to meet with me. I ride, I race over the bounding blue: ‘You will be there to meet me on the quay! PART V—DOMAINE D'HARDELOT. aren Tite fall moon, regent of the dunes, Shines from the sanctifying sea. This night of nights, this June of Junes, Is lonely as eternity. Love, the sole substance that abides, Reigns on the land and the lagoon; ‘The drifting sand, the changing tides, ‘The moving light o…
1914 · PDF PAGE 22
…ce—the queen and king Of no commensurable ecstasy. Ah God! I am not with you even now: ‘The New Moon shines on a divided love— Christ! T will get to you somehow: somehow I will redeem the affright these cold hours prove. an
1914 · PDF PAGE 16
…ke 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 saw the sunlight! ‘Thrice at least In these three months that I have lived with you There was a hint …
1914 · PDF PAGE 27
…ge, the power Of fate or chance or deity! Even as in moonlight vale and hill In holy light and holy shade Are blest, so he that hath his will In the male mastery of his maid. Translucent, all my soul is bathed In that clear potency and calm ‘Swayed without wind, divinely swathed In silken silence breathing balm. The past is past! the future hangs A haze of grey to eastward woven, ‘A haze that only by the pangs Of the dawn’s birth may yet be cloven1 Ah, love! and may the night discede? ‘The dawn that wakes us warn us? Nay! The lyre is lively as …
1914 · PDF PAGE 12
…hear her heavy breathing at the door: She listens. “What's he doing?” One confesses That one must leave you to a pair of guesses. r, she will send me out, some time she feels She is safe, and when my back is turned, she runs Through all my pockets eagerly, and steals Each scrap of writing. She was human once : Her thirty years of whoring have snowed under All traces of it; and, by God, no wonder| She even stole my own vile wage; she stole ‘What she had given me herself: she took The body, wants the mind, would take the soul If she knew any long…
1914 · PDF PAGE 10
…s no beauty faded1 You are worth hunting (after all) for that, ‘While there is one fair maiden that 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-ma…