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…des many-coloured, grave and tall, Beautiful, make a beautiful murmur, move, In infinite musical labyrinths about. Them doth the soul of love inhabit, them The light of wisdom doth inform, them peace Hath marked and sealed her own. But on their lips e
…ercer than a mortal fear. Be silent, cowards, leave him here Dead in the Morgue, so waxen pale! He failed : shall ye not also fail ? Ah! love! the strings are little; The cords are over strong ; The chain of life ts brittle ; And keen the sword of song. Will you not seize in one firm grip Now, as I hold you, lip to lip, The serpent of Event, hold hard Its slipping coils, its writhe retard, And snap its spine? Delicate hands 23
…d faded The light of life that braided Its comet tresses into golden fire. Fade, fade, the phantoms of desire ! Speed, speed the song of love upon the living lyre! Lo! I abide not, and my lover's glory Abides not: in the swaying of those tides Gathers beneath some mighty promontory One mightier wave, deep drowns it, and abides. Save that one wave alone Nought in the void is known, 150
… shows mysterious decay : Tis that each loyal bosom knows alone Thy single sway. XXV. Maidens and wives14 take tribute of our days : We love them (nous leur jurons nos grands dieux !) Tis but (in von Krafft-Ebings pregnant phrase) Faute de mieux. XXVI. With wives and sweethearts for awhile we dally : We haunt the Empire,15 pace the piteous Strand :16 Or friendless, coinless, for a spurt we rally The faltering hand.17 XXVII We prate of Pamela, we pipe of Polly,18 We stock the loved disciples shady wood19 All this is merely visionary folly : …
… one sun on the steppéd snows ; Only the one star of the sister seven ; Only the one moon in the orchard close In the one hour that unto love is given Of all the hours of bliss ; Only the one joy in a world of woes ; Only the one spark in the storm-cloud riven ; Only the one shaft through the rose-dawn driven, Thy shaft, Eros ! Not as Apollo or as Artemis Loosing gray death from golden thong To slay the poet in a song, The lover in a kiss ; But to divide the inmost marrow With that ensanguine arrow ; But to unite each bleeding part Of that most…
…th with the universal spirit , Saying that nothing is save themselves only , that are unworthy , more than I even , of the knowledge and love of night . And , sore distressed , I listened for her in the time of the great stillness , and was not disappointed . She came to me as a prophet to a stricken people , And her voice I heard vibrating from one wall of the darkness to the other , Crying “I am, I am .”
…gh All the sense-webs that we are, As the zethyr penetrates a star! Her hands caressing the black earth, Her sweet lithe body arched for love, Her feet a Zephyr to the flowers, She calls my name—she gives the sign That she is mine, supremely mine, And clinging to the infinite girth My soul gets perfect joy thereof Beyond the abysses and the hours; So that—I kiss her lovely brows; She bathes my body in perfume Of sweat . . . O thou, my secret spouse, Continuous One of Heaven! illume
…gh All the sense-webs that we are, As the zethyr penetrates a star! Her hands caressing the black earth, Her sweet lithe body arched for love, Her feet a Zephyr to the flowers, She calls my name—she gives the sign That she is mine, supremely mine, And clinging to the infinite girth My soul gets perfect joy thereof Beyond the abysses and the hours; So that—I kiss her lovely brows; She bathes my body in perfume Of sweat . . . O thou, my secret spouse, Continuous One of Heaven! illume
…he tribes of men. _ We lay like passion all that deadly day—- Thou wast a lion as an angel then ! Great angel of the brazen brows, great lover, Great hater of my body as my soul, To whom I gave my life and love thrice over, Fill me one last caress—the poison-bowl ! Great angel of the brazen brows, great lover ! FAME. O iF these words were swords, and I had might From some old prophet in whose tawny hair The very breath of the Jehovah were To smite the Syrian, and to smite, and sinite, And splash the sun’s face with the Llocd, for spite Of his d…
…ning, Insane! But for aspiring—that I will! TANNHAUSER. That is true marriage, in my estimate. Aspire together to one Deity? Yes! But to love thee otherwise than that? ELIZABETH. This one thing clearly do I understand : We shall not marry. It is well, my lord. | TANNHAUSER. Miserable, miserable me! I bring Hate and disruption and unhappiness Unto all purity I chance to touch. I have no hope but I am fallen now ; So journey, in this purpose of despair, To Lilith and-the Venusberg. ELIZABETH. Oh no! Grant me one boon—the one that I shall ask Ever…
LYRICAL AND DRAMATIC. 83 Lingers, and sings not to his fullest yet: Our love shall get Such woodland welcome as none ever had . To make it glad. Come, it is time, cling closer to my hand. We understand. We must go forth together, not to part. O perfect heart ! O little heart that beats to mine, away Before the day Ring out the tocsin for our flight! My ship Is keen to dip Her plunging forehead in the silvering sea. To-morrow we Shall be so far away, and then to-morrow Shall shake off sorrow, And be to-morrow and not change for ever : No dawn sh…
…e of mortals or of gods, but made To choke man’s spirit in its shade, And make him, in his pride and happiness, — In virtue’s mantle and love’s seemly dress, Immeasurably afraid. The hour is on them—let its weight express All blood, ali life, from the disastrous grape! In. God, in mercy, there is no escape, No anchor for distress. The hour strikes mournfully upon the bell Of the most awful precipice That merges hell in hell. There is deep silence in that dread abyss; There is deep silence in the spheréd sun; There is deep silence where the plan…
… of all things known And unknown, Thou aloof, alone, Thou, the true fire within the seed Brooding and breeding, source and seed Of life, love, liberty, and light, Thou beyond speech and beyond sight, Thee I invoke, my faint fresh fire Kindling as mine intents aspire. Thee I invoke, abiding one, Thee, centre and secret of the Sun, And that most holy mystery Of which the vehicle am I. 265
… teeth Jagged and black beneath, Pulp and blood from a nail. One swift prick was enough In days gone by to invoke her: She was incarnate love In the hours when I first awoke her. Little by little I found The truth of her, stripped of clothing, Bitter beyond all bound, Leprous beyond all loathing. Black, the plague of the pit, Her pustules visibly fester, Cancerous kisses that bit As the asp caressed her. Dragon of lure and dread, Tiger of fury and lust, The quick in chains to the dead, The slime alive in the dust, Brazen shame like a flame, An …
…an and every Woman has full right either to grant or to deny the Body, as the Will speaketh within. This being made Custom, the Evils of Love, which are many, extending to the Disturbance not only of Body but of Mind, and that in obscure Paths, shall little by little disappear from the Face of His unspeakable Glory. t
…e falling of the first toad-spotted dew ; The first lewd heaving ecstasy of matter. I see all Nature claw and tear and bite, All hateful love and hideous: and the brood Misshapen, mishegotten out of spite ; Lust after death ; love in deerepitude.
…e thou our judge, as Joshua long ago. JEPHTHAH. Swear by the Name unspoken that the truth Flashes between the lips that tremble thus! Ye love me not; ye fear me; ye might thrust Some petty obstacle before my hands When I would grasp your promise, and betray Your faith for fear of me. I read thy thoughts, Old man; I trust no word of thine, but these Full-hearted mourners, them will I believe Upon their oath most solemn and secure. _ But take thou warning now, I shall not spare Grey hairs or faltering limbs for treachery. ELEAZAR. Lift up your ha…
…eadful whirlpool hardly yet appeased, To join together in imagination The ship—the wreck! And yet I stand at last Secure in my unselfish love to them, Repaid in mine own currency. I trust God hath made smooth the road beneath the hearse Of my forgetful age. All must be well. SPIRIT OF TRAGEDY. Mortals never learn from stories How catastrophe becomes; How above the victor’s glories In the trumpets and the drums, And the cry of millions “ Master !”’ Looms the shadow of disaster. Every hour a man hath said ‘‘That at least is scotched and dead.” So…
…igress woman, clad with sin, And shod with infamy, who pressed The bloody winepress of my skin, And plucked the purple of my breast— Her lovers in their hearts shall keep Her memory passionate and deep. They cast her forth on Naboth’s field Still living, in her harlot’s dress ; Her belly stript, her thighs concealed, For shame’s sake and for love’s no less. Night falls ; the gaping crowds abide No longer by her stiffening side.
…, I care no more to stuff your toes When Celia farts. IV When Celia pisses, I squat low Upon the floor for golden blisses. White wine of love ! My mouth the po. When Celia pisses. The silky stream is hot : it hisses Between the farts that mumble slow Out of the sticky bum. God misses A lot of fun. He doth not know How urine lubricateth kisses. My cock doth stand : my spunk doth flow When Celia pisses. V When Celia tucks, my giant tool Goes in and out with mighty clucks : My works cut out, sir, as a rule When Celia fucks. Worn by prolonged atte…