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1905 · PDF PAGE 14

Rosa Mundi

— 9 — Far from the central pearl Of all the diadem of the universe ? Let God take pen, rehearse Dull nursery tales ; then, not before, O rose, Red rose ! shall the belov’d of thee, Infinite rose ! pen puerile poetry That turns in writing to vile prose. Were this the quintessential plume of Keats And Shelley and Swinburne and Verlaine, Could I outsoar them, all their lyric feats, Excel their utterance vain With one convincing rapture, beat them hollow As an ass’s skin ; wert thou, Apollo, Mere slave to me, not Lord — thy fieriest flight And stat…

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1929 · PDF PAGE 193

Moonchild

… themselves deliberately to obsession by sitting in a dark room without magical protection, and inviting any wandering ghost or demon to take hold of them, and use their bodies and minds. This loathsome folly is called Spiritualism, and successful practitioners can be recognized by the fact that their minds are no use for anything at all any more. They become incapable of mental concentration, or a connected train of thought; only too often the obsessing spirit gains power to take hold of them at will, and utters by their mouths foulness and im…

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1912 · PDF PAGE 110

Sir Palamedes

…that took me in his toil. I keep my strength regained to chase The Beast that mocks me now as then Dear Christ! I pray Thee of Thy grace Take pity on the forlorn case Of Palamede the Saracen!”

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1913 · PDF PAGE 46

Cambridge Poets 1900–1913

… a startled sleeper - out , Grey heavens , the first bird 's drowsy calls , The falling house that never falls . God ! I will pack , and take a train , And get me to England once again !

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1898 · PDF PAGE 24

Jephthah

…s, 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 hands, all people of this land, And swear with me this oath my lips pronounce: By Wisdom, father of the world, we swear;

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1903 · PDF PAGE 25

The Star and the Garter

…aris, smug and good, that use To point the index scorn, deride The courage of that suicide— I ask you not to quit us quite, But—will you take a bath to-night? Money might make you. Well: but he, What was his wage, what was his fee? Fear fiercer 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, l…

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1909 · PDF PAGE 7

Alexandra

…statesmen13 own) The birthrate 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-Ebing’s 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 disciple’s shady wood19 All thi…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 19

Rosa Coeli

…ll Nourishes, and whose top flowers higher than the Throne Of the Eternal one. Thou shouldst not leave me alone To gaze upon the sun And take the glory of his excellence— Not unto me close curled And on my body’s beauty crucified In silver spirit clad with gold of sense, But sending forth thy rays life-pearled As a bridegroom squandering his strength upon the bride —Thou art sufficient to redeem the world. XIV ! IS the secret of the starry deep Nothing but pain and pleasure, grief and joy ? Is God a wanton boy To play with us so bitter cheap By…

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1912 · PDF PAGE 51

Mortadello

…greed. ALESSANDRO. The dog must have his day. Oh ! but you’re hurt ! MORTADELLO. Young man ! she shall be tended. ALESSANDRO. Well. No ! take my shirt. Staunch the dear breast ! MORTADELLO. A miracle It missed her heart. Give thanks to God, young sir. A PHYSICIAN, entering hastily, L PHYSICIAN. Make way ! All’s well. My art can save her. ALESSANDRO. Sure ? PHYSICIAN. If skill can say ! See ! there’s no dirt or venom on the dagger-blade ; A simple hurt five days will cure. Be not afraid. MORTADELLO. Begone then. Now’s the hour when Morta- dello …

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1899 · PDF PAGE 42

Jephthah and Other Mysteries

…s, 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 hands, all people of this land, And swear with me this oath my lips pronounce: By Wisdom, father of the world, we swear;

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1913 · PDF PAGE 203

Cambridge Poets 1900–1913

…d prim ; His eyes are all for Mary 's face , He longs for Mary 's still embrace ; He weeps and sighs and cannot move . And Mary comes to take her love . 184

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1905 · PDF PAGE 112

Orpheus

… flower Of all the world is marred, the day’s desire Distorted in the eclipse, the sun’s dead hour. Let me fall down beside thee! Let me take The kisses that thou canst not give, and slake Despair in purposeless caresses, dire Shames fang-wise fastened of the eternal snake. Is there no warmth where beauty is so bright? No soul still flickering in the lambent light Still shed from all the body’s excellence? No lamp unchidden of the utter night? Cannot my life be molten into thee Or thy death fall with rosier arms on me Or soul with soul commingl…

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1902 · PDF PAGE 143

Tannhäuser

…o man : Grant that his coming may be very soon ! " See, the sobs shake me like a little child. The moon is crescent, waxing in the West. Take the last kiss, dear. What is the strange song ? [ The great Goddess ariseth, weeping for the slain Osiris Tannkduser. Isis. Isis am I, and from my life are fed All stars and suns, all moons that wax and wane, 141

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1903 · PDF PAGE 13

The God-Eater

…er breath.] Angus is the man—he saved poor Kenneth! [4/oud.] Angus! Oh, miserable! No help comes here. Criosda! wake, wake !— Oh, I must take him out—no man may enter here !—It is ill luck. Old Andrew found the passage; and the next day he was dead—murdered, murdered! Oh, how horrible !—what a horrible place this is with all its beauty and love! and my worship—oh, how strange it all is. Criosda! come !

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1905 · PDF PAGE 17

Orpheus

…k midnight was clear. Think ! I who have borne Thee, nor tire— May I not lift up on Thy lyre Most reverent fingers, and follow Thy path, take Thy reins, drive Thy chariot and horses of song without fear? Let the lightning be harnessed before me, The thunder be chained to my car, The sea roll asunder that bore me, The sky peal my clarion of war! | As a warrior’s my chariot shall gyre ! As a lord I will sharpen the lyre! The stars and the moon shall adore me, Not seeing mean me, but Thyself in the glory, the splendidest star. Around me the planet…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 17

Rosa Mundi

…gh ; I see This I can answer — or Ernst Haeckel can ! Now, God Almighty, rede this mystery ! What of the love that is the heart of man ? Take stars and airs, and write it down ! Fill all the interstices of space With myriad verse — own Thy disgrace ! Diminish Thy renown ! Approve my riddle ! This Thou canst not do.

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1909 · PDF PAGE 218

The Equinox (Volume I, Number I)

…menial work. We will kiss thy painted face, O Sphinx, if thou wilt betray to us Time. And yet I fear that in his ultimate anguish he may take hold blindly of the world and the moon and slowly pull down upon him the House of Man. DuNSANY. 208

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1909 · PDF PAGE 218

The Equinox (Volume I, Number II)

…menial work. We will kiss thy painted face, O Sphinx, if thou wilt betray to us Time. And yet I fear that in his ultimate anguish he may take hold blindly of the world and the moon and slowly pull down upon him the House of Man. DuNSANY. 208

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1901 · PDF PAGE 97

The Soul of Osiris

…nseen That coils its nameless terrors, and its dire Fear round my heart ; a devil cold as ice Breathes somewhere, for I feel his shudder take T

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1909 · PDF PAGE 5

The Holy Books

12. Come forth, 0 children, under the stars, and take your fill of love! 13. I am above you and in you. My ecstasy is in yours. My joy is to see your joy. I4. Above, the gemméd azure is The naked splendour of Nuit; She bends in ecstasy to kiss The secret ardours of Hadit. The winged globe, the starry blue, Are mine, 0 Ankh-af-na-khonsu! I 5. Now ye shall know that the chosen priest and apostle of infinite space is the prince- priest the Beast; and in his woman called the Scarlet Woman is all power given. They shall gather my children into their f…

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