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Page 22 of 771899 · PDF PAGE 209
LYRICAL AND DRAMATIC. 187 ON GARRET HOSTEL BRIDGE. ERE in the evening curl white mists and wreathe in their vapour | All the gray spires of stone, all the immobile towers ; Here in the twilight gloom dim trees and sleepier rivers, Here where the bridge is thrown over the amber stream. | Chill is the ray that steals from the moon to the stream that whispers , Secret tales of its source, songs of its fountain-head. Here do I stand in the dusk ; like spectres mournfully moving | Wisps of the cloud-wreaths form, dissipate into the mist, | - Wrap me…
1904 · PDF PAGE 43
BALLADE OF THE ONE-EYED TOUT O SOLITARY-EYED one, who Sportest a Diamond Jubilee Tie, of pure white and red and blue, Or something green, like absinthee, Or purple like a purple bee, If bees are purple, which I doubt. O product of the Varsity, Thou dear and noble! one-eyed tout! Whom dost thou cadge for? For I view With envy thy sweet liberty. Thy tie’s invariably new, Although thy face we never see _Even on Sunday changed! Ah me! That face, at which the lilies pout, That face extraordinararee, Thou dear and noble one-eyed tout. Fragrant as daw…
1904 · PDF PAGE 59
… grow dew and flowery wreaths For all their power to hurt him. Presently I made a posset, drugged with somnolence, Sleepy with poppy and white hellebore, Fit for the dragon. This was my design. CHORUS, Beware thy father’s anger when he finds His plans thus baffled! He will murder us. G
1910 · PDF PAGE 414
… gems? A crown of thorns! The Questing Beast is like a king In face, and hath a pigeon’s wing And claw; its body is one fleece Of bloody white, a lamb’s in spring. Enough. Sir Knight, I give thee peace.”
1910 · PDF PAGE 414
… gems? A crown of thorns! The Questing Beast is like a king In face, and hath a pigeon’s wing And claw; its body is one fleece Of bloody white, a lamb’s in spring. Enough. Sir Knight, I give thee peace.”
1910 · PDF PAGE 92
82 AU BAL A VISION of flushed faces, shining limbs, The Madness of the music that entrances All life in its delirium of dances ! The white world glitters in the void, and swims Through infinite seas of transcendental trances. Yea ! all the hoarded seed of all my fancies Bursts in a shower of suns ! The wine-cup brims And bubbles over ; I drink deep the hymns Of sorceries, of spells, of necromancies And all my spirit shudders ; dew bedims My sightthese girls and their alluring glances ! Their eyes that burn like dawns lascivious lances Waking …
1898 · PDF PAGE 51
…, Yet I will think upon the nights I whispered into passionate ears The fond desires, the sweet faint fears. My lover’s limbs of lissome white Gleamed in the darkness and strange light, The wondrous orbs voluptuously Bent on me all unearthly bright : But we must part, and love must die.
1899 · PDF PAGE 28
…roven False at dewfall, at the dawn Sin and sorrow, interwoven, Like a veil are drawn Over love and all delight, Grey desires invade the white. Love and life are but a span ; Woe is me ! and woe is man !
1903 · PDF PAGE 9
… chill of sunset in hot lands ’Mid iris and chrysanthemum. Well do I know the shaken sands Within the surf, the beaten bar Of coral, the white nenuphar Of moonrise stealing o’er the bay. So here’s the darkness, and the day Sinks, and a chill clusters, and I Wrap close the cloak : then is it so To-day, you rose-gleam on the snow, My own true lover ? Ardently I dare not look: I never looked So: that you know. But insight keen We (laugh and) call not “love.” Now crooked The light swerves somehow. Do you mean— What? There is coldness and regret Set…
1905 · PDF PAGE 133
…here within the circled light I saw a dancing thing, Most like the tender-leavéd night Of moonrise seen in spring, A shadow luminous and white Like a ghost beckoning. And then dim visions came to me, Faint memories of fear: As when the Argo put on sea Such stories we did hear, 134
1911 · PDF PAGE 220
…Are of us for ever. Evoe! Evoe! AUTONOE. Agave! He cometh! AGAVE. Cry hoI Autonoe! ALL. ΗοΙ Ho! Evoe, Ho! Iacche! Evoel Evoel AGAVE. The white air hummeth With force of the spirit. We are heirs : we inherit. Our joys are as theirs ; Weave with your prayers The joy of a kiss I Ηο ! for the bliss Of the cup and the rod. He cometh 1 0 lover! O friend and Ο God, Cover us, cover Our faces, and hover Above us, within us 1 Daintily shod, Daintily robed, His witcheries spin us A web of desire. Subtle as fire He cometh among us. The whole sky globed Is o…
1911 · PDF PAGE 220
…Are of us for ever. Evoe! Evoe! AUTONOE. Agave! He cometh! AGAVE. Cry hoI Autonoe! ALL. ΗοΙ Ho! Evoe, Ho! Iacche! Evoel Evoel AGAVE. The white air hummeth With force of the spirit. We are heirs : we inherit. Our joys are as theirs ; Weave with your prayers The joy of a kiss I Ηο ! for the bliss Of the cup and the rod. He cometh 1 0 lover! O friend and Ο God, Cover us, cover Our faces, and hover Above us, within us 1 Daintily shod, Daintily robed, His witcheries spin us A web of desire. Subtle as fire He cometh among us. The whole sky globed Is o…
1906 · PDF PAGE 27
… the unmanifest Limitless Negativity of Light Flowing, in Jesus manifest, through space, In equilibrium, upon the world Illumined by the White Supernal Gleam Through the red Cross of Calvary : Come forth, My actual Self! Come forth, O dazzling one, Wrapped in the glory of the Holy Place Whence I have called thee : Come thou forth to me, And permeate my being, till my face Shine with thy light reflected, till my brows Gleam with thy starry symbol, till my voice Reach the Ineffable: Come forth, I say, And make me one with thee: that. all my ) way…
1912 · PDF PAGE 102
… sick to death! The staring eyen, the haggard face! God grant to him the Beauteous Breath! God send the Goodly Gift of Grace! There is a white cave by the sea Wherein the knight is hid away. Just ere the night falls, spieth he The sun’s last shaft flicker astray. All day is dark. There, there he mourns His wasted years, his purpose faint. A million whips, a million scorns Make the knight flinch, and stain the saint. For now! what hath he left? He feeds On limpets and wild roots. What odds? There is no need a mortal needs Who hath loosed man’s h…
1898 · PDF PAGE 70
… dawn. [Exeunt Adulah and Maidens. CHORUS. Toward the mountains and the night The fairest of all Israel go, Toward the hollows weird and white, Toward the sorrow of the snow ; To desolation black and blind They move, and leave us death behind. The Lord is great, the Lord is wise Within His temple to foresee
1909 · PDF PAGE 7
…ael Bartzabel 3 Boy, yellow, beardless wile F Amissio Asmodel Kedemel | 9 Loss, comprehended without 0 M. Albus Ambriel | Taphthartha- 4 White, fair rath id oly rR Populus Muriel | Chashmodai |p People, congregation M. Fortuna Major Verchiel Sorath RA Greater fortune, greater aid, © safeguard entering Sol oR Conjunctio Hamaliel | Taphthartha- Miv] es Conjunction, assembling rath 8 fal tv [M Puella Zuriel Kedemel g . A girl, beautiful F Rubeus Barchiel Bartzabel Niv Red, reddish é tla M. Acquisitio Advachiel Hismael | (Obtaining, comprehending w…
1898 · PDF PAGE 53
…n weary, steal those luscious sips ; Another’s hands play in my hair And find delight for me to bare The bosom, and the passionate mound White and, for Venus’ temple, round, A garden of wild thyme whose eye My sword shall piece, and never wound : For we must part, and love must die. You say—but Oh ! my Marion’s kiss Shall linger on my palate still, No joy on earth is like to this That we have tasted to our fill Of all our sweet lascivious will. The cup is drained of lust’s delight, Yet wells with pleasure, and by night I’ll come once more and l…
1899 · PDF PAGE 176
…vain we lust, Our hopes are sped, Alas! alas! From heaven we are thrust, we have no more trust, Alas ! Gold hairs and gray, Red lips and white, Warm hearts, cold clay, Bright day, dim night, Our spirits pass Like the hours away. We have no light, Alas! alas! We have no more day, we are fain to say Alas!
1904 · PDF PAGE 89
…ut night must pass dawn’s prison bars: Night hath not tasted love. With me the night is fallen in day; The day swoons back to night; The white and black are woven in gray, Faint sleep of silken light. A strange soft light about me shed Devours the sense of time: Hovers about my sleepy head Some sweet persistent rhyme. Beneath my breast my love may hear Deep murmur of the billows— O gather me to thee, my dear, On soft forgetful pillows! O gather me in arms of love As maidens plucking posies, Or mists that fold about a dove, Or valleys full of ro…
1905 · PDF PAGE 46
…; no leprous cobra shall disclose The many-seated, multiform, divine, essential joys that these Dank odours bring, that starry seas wash white in vain ; intense and warm The scents fulfil ; they permeate all lips, all arteries, and fire New murmured music on the lyre that throbs the horrors they create. Omniscient blossom ! Is thy red slack bosom fresher for my kiss ? Are thy loves sharper ? Hast thou bliss in all the sorrow of the dead ?