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1901 · PDF PAGE 20

The Soul of Osiris

…motionless dark seas ; it seems As if some gentle spirit stirred Their lazy brows with some swift word. So, in the secret of the shrine, Night keeps them nestled, so the gloom Laps them in waves as smooth as wine, As glowing as the fiery womb Of some young tigress, dark as doom, And swift as sunrise. Love’s content Builds its own mystic monument, And carves above its vaulted tomb The Phœnix on her fiery plume, To their own souls to testify Their kisses’ immortality.

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1910 · PDF PAGE 36

Ambergris

…f He will forsake it ! I have had hope in the spring— Trust that the God who has given Flowers, and the thrushes that sing Dawnwards all night, and at even Year after year, will be true now we are speaking of heaven.

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1910 · PDF PAGE 73

Ambergris

…ouses where dead men linger year by year. I have no fear To tread thy far irremeable way Beyond the paths and palaces of day, Beyond the night, beyond the skies, Beyond eternity’s Tremendous gate ; beyond the immanent miracle. O secret self of things ! I have nor feet nor wings Except to follow far beyond Heaven and Earth and Hell, Until I mix my mood And being in thee, as in my hermit’s hood I grow the thing I contemplate that selfless solitude !

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1911 · PDF PAGE 61

Hail Mary

…hosts to work us ill. His demons bloat or deathly wan Sustain his will. More than day’s arrow doth affright The Fear that walketh in the night. Keep Thou our dreams ! Let holy words And angel voices breathing balm And sweetly-tuned celestial birds Uplift their psalm ! Our meditations on Thy grace Blend to the vision of Thy face. N 54

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1913 · PDF PAGE 118

Cambridge Poets 1900–1913

Robert Keable . But in the dark harsh night beyond the gate Wherein He went alone and dumb to doom , My soul went down to hell and read its fate , And rose again to serve Him , and to wait . I knew His weakness called me to be strong ; I knew that I must travel where He trod ; And that , although the path be hard and long , His eyes would pierce me yet , alive with song . It has been so: and never did I doubt His word that lakeside morning by the fire ; First battle ; then the song of them that shout ! Go quickly , lad ; they come to lead me ou…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 64

Collected Works (Vol. I)

…give a halfpenny to a little girl, and thereby suggested to me the idea here rendered. SCENES, Piercy. J, THE ANGEL oF Pity. I am sad to-night. I am very lonely in Tl. ‘Tum ANGEL OF LOVE. this place. If. THe ANGEL OF DEATH. IV. ‘THe FORM OF ‘THE FOURTIL WAS LIKE VAUGHAN. THE S ¥ Gop.! , THE SON OF Go Chere are plenty of people about. PERSONS. PERCY. PERCY BRANDON (a Poet) People—mere shells, husks of the golden Esmé VAUGHAN. Wheat that might grow even here. Mr. VAUGHAN (her father). Mr. BRANDON (father of Percy). VAUGHAN. A FRIEND TO VAUGIIAN, …

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1898 · PDF PAGE 97

Songs of the Spirit

Of ibex that behold on high Night’s funeral, And see the pale moon quiver and depart Far beyond space, the sun ascend And draw earth’s globe unto his heart To make an end ; The shriek of startled birds ; the sobs that tear With sudden terror the sharp sea That slept, and wove its golden hair Most mournfully ; The rending of the earth at his command Who wields the wrath of heaven, and is dumb ; Hell starts up—and before his hand Is overcome. It heard these voices, and beheld afar These dread works wrought at his behest : And on his forehead, lo …

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1898 · PDF PAGE 119

White Stains

‘ • Á¼±ÆÁ¿´¯Ä¿Å ’ O½±Á 113 Ah ! Love ! how fierce that night ! With what unsung desire Thy lips and mouth were bright, In mine eye to give light, And fire to kindle fire. Ah Love ! nor king nor queen Of mine exhaustless flame, But comrade of my teen, Spouse of that epicene Incontinence of shame. Twin Love ! Soul’s dual spouse, Dream-serpent of my life, Rose-garland of my brows Within that ivory house, Sex with itself at strife. Were I a wanton stream, Thou mightest bathe in me, Yet in that happy dream Methought my heart did deem We mingled utte…

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1902 · PDF PAGE 78

Tannhäuser

…o the East ! Song-bird and beast Wake and reply. Let me not die, Now, at the least ! Lord of the Light ! Queen of the dawn ! Soul of the Night Hid and withdrawn ! 76

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1910 · PDF PAGE 76

Ambergris

AMBERGRIS 67 Only the ceaseless surf on coral towers, The changeless change of the unchanging ocean, Laps the bright night, with unsubstantial motion Winnowing the starlight, plumed with feathery flowers Of foam and phosphor glory, the strange glow Of the day’s amber fallen to indigo, Lit of its own depth in some subtle wise, A pavement for the footsteps from the skies Of angels walking thus Not all unseen of us, Nor all unknown, nor unintelligible, When with souls lifted up In the Cadmean cup, As incense lifted in the thurible, We know that Go…

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1910 · PDF PAGE 122

The World’s Tragedy

…69 THE CENTURION The brazenest whore in Syria, I dare swear ! PUBLIUS Look at the blood ! A very Hymen flare ! THE CENTURION New meat to-night. She hath acquired the taste. Come, friends, enjoy her. Have we time to waste ? I heard the cock crow. He embraces her rudely. PUBLIUS Let it crow for her ! One by one they defile her. MIRIAM Scarce forty ! Yet the dawn begins to stir : The Wolf’s tail blots my star. At last I strain Some strength that strains my body back again. THE CENTURION Enough, lads ! If she breed not, at my peril I shall uphold i…

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1912 · PDF PAGE 42

The Equinox (Volume I, Number VII)

THE EQUINOX That float on the summer air; the hot delight, Awaken no response; only the might Of the shy poesie that enchants the night He cares to love ; the eerie palaces Where the soul finds forbidden harmonies. Oh I Now his eyes dance up to meet the sun ; Curious, he peers into the hurtling air: Oh! all his spirit follows, slim and fair; The spears of light attract him : it is done; The flaw is found ; he bends again, to shun The summer—heat: see! the swift fingers run Like spiders o'er the strings : Look! it is bare, The flaw: and he has found …

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1912 · PDF PAGE 42

The Equinox (Volume I, Number VIII)

THE EQUINOX That float on the summer air; the hot delight, Awaken no response; only the might Of the shy poesie that enchants the night He cares to love ; the eerie palaces Where the soul finds forbidden harmonies. Oh I Now his eyes dance up to meet the sun ; Curious, he peers into the hurtling air: Oh! all his spirit follows, slim and fair; The spears of light attract him : it is done; The flaw is found ; he bends again, to shun The summer—heat: see! the swift fingers run Like spiders o'er the strings : Look! it is bare, The flaw: and he has found …

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1910 · PDF PAGE 16

Ambergris

…, There is no John beside the cruel wood. I am alone to kiss the silver lips ; I rend my clothing for the temple veil ; My heart’s black night must act the sun’s eclipse ; My groans must play the earthquake, till I quail At my own dark imagining. And now The wind is bitterer : the air breeds snow ; I put my Christ away ; I turn my brow Towards the south stedfastly ; my feet must go Some journey of despair. I dare not turn To meet the sun ; I will not follow him : Better to pass where sand and sulphur burn, And days are hazed with heat, and nigh…

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1911 · PDF PAGE 54

The Vision and the Voice

…ere dawns the scene of the Crucifixion; but the Crucified One is an enormous bat, and for the two thieves are two little children. It is night, and the night is full of hideous things and howlings. And an angel cometh forth, and saith: Be wary, for if thou change so much as the style of a letter, the holy word is blasphemed. But enter into the mountain of the Caverns, for that this (how much more then that Calvary which mocks it, as his ape mocks Thoth?) is but the empty shell of the mystery of ZEN. Verily, I say unto thee, many are the adepts …

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1907 · PDF PAGE 18

The Star in the West

…find the mystic Trinity midst the hellebore and thistles of existence , en throned , eternal . The sun sinks , and the last notes of the nightingale die into the stillness of falling night . The emerald sky like the robe of some car - borne Astarté , slashed with an infinite orange and red , fades into the sombre garment of night ; and above silently

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1907 · PDF PAGE 194

The Star in the West

…ese monthly would spill her crim son libation to the moon . “ Yea ! truly , away, away , out of my sight , O shadow of a king ; but last night wert thou not fingering the delicate chalice of Cam paspe , and a few hours hence will not thy drowsy hand crimson the white womb of thy Mother Earth with the red lees of the grape of Bacchus , so full of the poppies of sleep , and the wormwood of sorrow . " From the silver goblet of laughter , that leaden cup of weeping , have the nations drunk the dregs of many lives : for the woman arrayed in purple a…

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1912 · PDF PAGE 177

The Equinox (Volume I, Number VII)

… is bitter chill. But it shall not look at me, glazing over till it almost dies-— I hate you, hate you, hate you! [HE walks about] Seven nights—seven long nights! have I waited for my chance to 'stinguish its glare—in his blood—in his blood—in his blood! [Stumbhhg 01/07 a shuttzr, HE recovers normal manner] Ah Ι the robbers, we must keep out the robbers. [HE bars and shutters the windows, gutte normally] Dear old Daddy, to rob him they’d have to walk across me. [Fee/5 0750176610- business] And now I’ll get to bed. [Exits R. [Re-enler MARTIN, L.…

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1912 · PDF PAGE 177

The Equinox (Volume I, Number VIII)

… is bitter chill. But it shall not look at me, glazing over till it almost dies-— I hate you, hate you, hate you! [HE walks about] Seven nights—seven long nights! have I waited for my chance to 'stinguish its glare—in his blood—in his blood—in his blood! [Stumbhhg 01/07 a shuttzr, HE recovers normal manner] Ah Ι the robbers, we must keep out the robbers. [HE bars and shutters the windows, gutte normally] Dear old Daddy, to rob him they’d have to walk across me. [Fee/5 0750176610- business] And now I’ll get to bed. [Exits R. [Re-enler MARTIN, L.…

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1898 · PDF PAGE 14

Jezebel

…ms to shade Their purity. They are winged so wide and bright That even angels’ pinions seem to fade, And the archangel’s wing recedes in night :— Ay ! even God seems perturbed and afraid Because it wears so holy a garb of light Of perfumed fire immaculately made. These sins are deadly. God is merciless For Love that joins Man’s passion with His power, And makes to bloom on earth a fairer flower Than heaven bears. Our token of success Is that displeasure toward our sin unnamed Of a fierce demon jealous and ashamed.

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