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1901 · PDF PAGE 63

The Mother’s Tragedy

…th be plain! So depart, and so be wise, Lest your perishable eyes Look upon the formless fire, see the maiden sacrifice ! So depart, and secret flame Burn upon the stone of shame, That the holy ones may hear music of the sleepless Name! Now the sacred and obscene Kiss, the pure and the unclean Mingle in the incense steaming up before the goddess queen. Holy, holy, holy spouse Of the sun-engirdled house, With the secret symbol burning on thy multiscient brows! D

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1901 · PDF PAGE 23

The Mother’s Tragedy

…ure Have little children playing at my knees, That I may listen, in their innocent prayers, For Jesus’ voice. And I will never break The secret of his being to my boy Lest he despise me. This one reticence I think my long-drawn agony may earn, For I will do without a mother’s name If only I may keep a son’s love still! [ Exe. SPIRIT OF TRAGEDY. She will not break an oath so wisely sworn, Unlock her secret to disdain. Wisdom is hers—what angel need to warn ? Since angels only seek to gain That wisdom of the unprofane. All future happiness I sure…

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1901 · PDF PAGE 97

The Mother’s Tragedy

…ssian On Selene’s fallen head ! Let us mingle magic passion, Interpenetrating, dead, Deathless, O my dead sweet maiden! Lifeless, in the secret Aidenn ! Let our bodies meet and mix On the spirit’s crucifix!

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1901 · PDF PAGE 9

The Mother’s Tragedy

…N ODE E rivers, and ye elemental caves, Above the fountains of the broken ice, Know ye what dragon lurks within your waves ? Know ye the secret of the cockatrice ? The basilisk whose shapeless brood Take blood and muck for food ? The sexless passion, the foul scorpion spawn ? The witches and the evil-chanting ones Who strangle stars and suns, Eclipse the moon, and curse against the dawn ? Know ye the haunts of death ? The hole that harboureth The sickening breath, Whence all disease is bred, and all corruption drawn ? Nay, these ye know not, or…

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1901 · PDF PAGE 46

The Mother’s Tragedy

…wn ; The people murmur. She hath done thee wrong, But be thou mighty to avenge! PACHAD. To-day I, Horus, am to grow Osiris. Yea, Strange secret dreams of some mysterious fate Godlike have come upon me, and the throne Totters for your disloyalty. AMENHATEP. Beware ! How died thy father ? PACHAD. That amazing god Incarnate in him chose a nobler form, And in my mother’s body sought his home, Whose double incarnation is divine Beyond th’ old stories. Yes, I am a god.

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1901 · PDF PAGE 64

The Mother’s Tragedy

…erpent-moving throng, Isis mother, Isis maiden, Isis beautiful and strong! Even as the traitor’s breath Goeth forth, he perisheth By the secret sibilant word that is spoken unto death. RATOUM. The hour is given unto death. Bring in Dead Horus, for the night is shed above. [Coffin brought in. CHORUS. The noise of the wind of the winter; the sound Of the wings of the charioted night ; The song of the sons of the seas profound ; The thunder of death; the might Of the eloquent silence of black light ! RATOUM. The noise of many planets fallen far! C…

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1901 · PDF PAGE 74

The Mother’s Tragedy

60 THE. FATAL FORCE Sacred, secret, let the length East and west, the depth and height, North and south, with music tingle, Ring with battled clarion choirs of the far-resound- ing light! Let the might Of Osirian sacrifice Dwell upon the self-slain king! Consecrate him, consecrate him, consecrate, ye holy ones, The imperial mind Thrice, and thrice the higher soul, Thrice the spirit, till the sun’s Utter glory burn upon him, till the freed Osiris find He is god above mankind, Thrice united unto man, As the living gold that ran Molten to the fier…

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1901 · PDF PAGE 18

The Mother’s Tragedy

…derstand the love I bear To Ulric! MADELINE gzves a little cry. Heart of Christ! it cannot be! | CORA. No, child; I tricked you. Is your secret out ?

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1901 · PDF PAGE 62

The Mother’s Tragedy

…teroom. It is enough. My hour is at hand! CHORUS enter and circumambulate. Even as the traitor’s breath Goeth forth, he perisheth By the secret sibilant word that is spoken unto death. Even as the profane hand Reacheth to the sacred sand, Fire consumes him that his name be forgotten in the land. Even as the wicked eye Seeks the mysteries to spy, So the blindness of the gods takes his spirit: he shall die. Even as the evil priest, Poisoned by the sacred feast, Changes by its seven powers to the misbegotten beast.

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1901 · PDF PAGE 12

The Mother’s Tragedy

…The Breath of men adoring. ‘ Worship we! ‘The mighty Wisdom, the astounding power, ‘‘ The Horror, the immense profundity, ‘The stealthy, secret passes of thy Bower! ‘Thee we adore and praise “Whose breast is broad as day’s; ‘‘ Thee, thee, the mistress of the barren sea, “‘ Deep, deadly, poisonous; “‘ Accept the life of us, ‘‘ Dwell in our midst; yea, show thy cruelty! ‘‘ Suck out the life and breath ‘‘ From breast that quickeneth. “ Such pain is death, “ Such terror, such delight—all, all is unto thee!” I too, I also, I have known thy kiss. I a…

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1901 · PDF PAGE 10

The Mother’s Tragedy

…s the mean body, prey to all distemperature ? Yet, mortal, in the Light and Way Divine, Gird on the armour of the Holy One: Seek out the secret of the inmost shrine, Strong in the might and spirit of the sun. Arise, arise, arise, Give passage to mine eyes, Ye airs, ye veils; ye bucklers of the Snake! I knew the deepest cells, Where the foul spirit dwells; Called to the dead, the drowsed, arise ! awake! Their dark profoundest thought Was less than She I sought, It was as nought! I drew my soul, I dived beneath the burning lake. Thrice, in the va…

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1901 · PDF PAGE 31

The Mother’s Tragedy

… hate myself the more That I must wound you further with the truth. A double prong this poisoned poniard Snaps in our hearts. I kept the secret long. Your breath, that burns upon me, wraps me round With whirling passion, pierces through my veins With its unhallowed fire, constrains, compels, Drags out the corpse of twenty years ago From the untrusty coffin of my mind, To poison, to corrupt, to strike you there Blind with its horror. ULRIC. Leave these bitter words! They torture me with terrible suspense, And you with fear. I see by these dread …

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1901 · PDF PAGE 59

The Mother’s Tragedy

THE FATAL FORCE 45 Highest among the secret ones; and we— See where our heritage is made; I, king, A leper, and thyself, the hideous fruit Of what strange poisons? But in mine own self I am the king and chief of all the priests; And thou, in thine own eyes, art a young god, Strong, beautiful, and lithe, a leaping fawn Upon the mountains. PACHAD. Yea, I am a god. I am fire against the fountain of my birth, The storm upon the earth that nurtured me! Leave me: we twain have no more words to speak. THE LEPER. Neither in heaven nor in hell. I go, Th…

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1901 · PDF PAGE 16

The Mother’s Tragedy

… a tear? that trembling, in their deep Violet passion, of the beautiful Eyes that they half discover? Speak to me. I have long thought a secret was your spouse, Shared your deep fancies and your lightest word, Partook your maiden bed, and gave you dreams Somewhat too troublous to be virginal. MADELINE. My dear kind Cora, do they lie to you, These fancies of my idle hours? Believe, I seem to tremble at my inward thought ; My heart is full of wonder. When I go Nightward beneath the moon, and take my thoughts

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1901 · PDF PAGE 100

The Mother’s Tragedy

…w him down Into her maiden arms: the far-off queen She guessed so happy in her golden crown She never envied after: for she wrung Love’s secret, understanding, heart and tongue, Its strange desire; sage heads the linnets nod, Chirping: ‘‘So Lilian has found her God!” No! For she might not in her joy discern The real fountain of delight. She took The carrion crow to be the golden erne, Saw dainty covers, and misread the book. The world was open to her now—she went From passion unto passion, sacrament To profanation: and the village knew She aske…

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1901 · PDF PAGE 48

The Mother’s Tragedy

34 THE FATAL FORCE Thou royal offspring of a kingly sire, Less kingly for the single flower of love! I hail thee, son, the secret spouse of me, King of my body and this realm to-day! For lo! the child leapt up within my womb, Hailing me mother, and my spirit leapt, Hailing him brother! Son and spouse and king, Exulting father of the royal soul That lies here, loving me, assume thy crown And sit beside me, equal to thy queen. For look ye to the burning south, and see The Sun grown amorous, and behold his fire Leap to my godhead. For without a ma…

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