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158 ORPHEUS LIBER SECUNDUS VEL AMORIS TO MARY BEATON WHOM I LAMENT ‘* The Kabbalists say that when a man fallsin love with a female elemental—undine, sylph, gnome, or salamandrine, as the case may be—she becomes immortal with him, or otherwise he dies with her. . . . The love of the magus for such beings is insensate, and may destroy him.” —£iiphaz Levi. ‘Orpheus for the love he bare to his wife, snatcht, as it were, from him by untimely Death, resolved to go down to Hell with his harp, to try if he might obtain her of the in- fernal power." —7…
1913 · PDF PAGE 182
144 THE EQUINOX Thou art too pure to love, too sweet to know, Too fair to bear unsullied through the world, Where love is blind with lust, and hate grows strong On thine immortal song; Nor do the world’s winds blow Abroad the forbidden word, in thee, in thee impearled. My Rose! my Rose! my Rose! my ensanguined Rose, Blood o’ the heart of the love transcending life, Than death more cool, more eloquent, more still : There is moonlight on the hill, But thou art gone, as goes The promised joy of thee, the world’s still-virgin wife. They spurn thee …
1913 · PDF PAGE 182
144 THE EQUINOX Thou art too pure to love, too sweet to know, Too fair to bear unsullied through the world, Where love is blind with lust, and hate grows strong On thine immortal song; Nor do the world’s winds blow Abroad the forbidden word, in thee, in thee impearled. My Rose! my Rose! my Rose! my ensanguined Rose, Blood o’ the heart of the love transcending life, Than death more cool, more eloquent, more still : There is moonlight on the hill, But thou art gone, as goes The promised joy of thee, the world’s still-virgin wife. They spurn thee …
1906 · PDF PAGE 124
…she well knows how. CHORUS. Thus, thus it is! We know the witch’s cunning. JASON. Dogs and fools! For this ye die. MADNESS. Nobility and love . Urge my own sanction to support the wife ! JASON, I bade my queen prepare this spell. Disputes Your arrogance my kingship ? ACASTUS. Ay, indeed ! Now justice turns against thee, fickle jade As fortune. Mine is a boy’s arm, but I Advance against thee an impervious blade, And give thee in thy throat and teeth the lie ! | JASON. Boy’s bluster ! MADNESS. Justice will be satisfied. It will be best to flee! J…
1907 · PDF PAGE 31
…s lips and tongue Tortured his palate with extreme desire , And like a Mænad maddened ; equal fire Leapt in his veins ; locked close for love they lie , The heart's dumb word exprest without a sigh In the strong magic of a lover's kiss .' These superb lines , like those of Swinburne , are in reality a series of brilliant lyrical illustrations depict ing the story in measures of divine song . More we find in this same poem , and in others also ; the follow ing fine sonnet entitled “ The Summit of the Amorous Mountain ," is distinctly Swinburnian…
1898 · PDF PAGE 71
…ping above the wind, All the subtle paths are clear for wicked breath, And no angel warns the ear that this is death ? Is this fiend the Love that came when youth rose up Purple with its holy flame, and flower-fair cup, Gave me of his burning wine to fire my heart, Filled me with desires divine toward my art ? Is he then the Love who robs me of my aim, Doubts me if my heart still throbs with that cold flame, Calm and eager purpose yet to reach the goal That high hopes have sternly set before my soul, To know, will, dare for man’s sake if man ma…
1899 · PDF PAGE 62
… but its marble slips In your bright tunic, as the little ships That seek a harbour by some rocky strand, To take your pipe, and play at loves demand Some tender song I sung you long ago To lume again some first sweet maiden glow Of shy desire that I knew not all it said. Will the days lengthen for sheer weariness ? Will they pursue us till they strike us dead ? Or will our love put on a spring-time dress And burn and bloom and burgeon into leaf, And rose-leaves cover quite the urn of grief ? Yes, you shall call me to your side, to speed Fast …
1903 · PDF PAGE 15
…e, direct, not verbose. More I demand not, seeing it is written (almost literally so) in blood ; for I am sure that he was dying of that love for Alice, whose marvellous beauty it was his mission (who may doubt it ?) to reveal. For the burning torch of truth may smoke, but it is our one sure light in passion and distress. The jewelled silence of the star is, indeed, the light of a serener art ; but love is human, and I give nothing for the tawdry gems of style when the breast they would adorn is that of a breathing, living beauty of man’s love,…
1898 · PDF PAGE 87
…, Bound by the world’s inexorable chain, And parted from thee. Spirit of Liberty, Bear thou my kisses’ sunshine, my tears’ rain To him I love, who may one day love me, And bid him gladden at my amorous strain Across the sea.
1929 · PDF PAGE 25
…force is limited by his mental power and capacity, and by the circumstances of his human environment. (Illustration: When a man falls in love, the whole world becomes, to him, nothing but love boundless and immanent; but his mystical State is not contagious; his fellow-men are either amused or annoyed. He can only extend to others the effect which his love has had upon himself by means of his mental and physical qualities. Thus, Catullus, Dante and Swinburne made their love a mighty mover of mankind by virtue of their power to put their thought…
1907 · PDF PAGE 149
… in this same series of poems we come across an almost more lurid description of this Mes saline in “ The Jilt,” in which her new -found lover feasts off the agony of her last victim , which still moistens her blood -red lips : His death lends savour to our passionate life ; His is the heart I taste upon your tongue ; His death -spasms our love -spasms , my wife ; His death -songs are the love -songs that you sung ! Ah ! Sweet , each kiss I drink from you is warm With the dear life -blood of a man-a man ! The scent of murder lures me , like a c…
1899 · PDF PAGE 34
…us lips and tongue Tortured his palate with extreme desire, And like a Mænad maddened ; equal fire Leapt in his veins ; locked close for love they lie, The hearts dumb word exprest without a sigh In the strong magic of a lovers kiss, And the twin light of love ; but Archais Felt through her blood a sudden chill ; her face Blanched and besought a moments breathing space ; Her hearts desire welled up, and then again Whitened her cheeks with the exceeding pain Of uttermost despair. At last her strength Failed, and she flung her weary body at l…
1901 · PDF PAGE 87
…ough that melancholy long Month of despair : she won my life from death. Ah God ! she won that most reluctant breath Out of corruption : love ! ah ! love is strong ! What waters quench it ? King Shalomeh saith. I am the king : you know it, friend ! We wed. That is the tale of how my wooing sped. And oh ! the quest : half won—incredible ? I am so brave, and pure—folk love me well. But oh ! my life, my being ! That is dead, And my whole soul—a whirlwind out of hell !
1898 · PDF PAGE 23
XXIII. Ah ! under his protection, in his love, With my abasements emulating his, We surely should attain to That which Is, And lose ourselves, together, far above The highest heaven, in one sweet lover’s kiss, So sweet, so strong That with it all my soul should unto him belong. XXIV. An ecstasy to which no life responds, Is the enormous secret I have learned : When self-denial’s furnace-flame has burned Through love, and all the agonizing bonds That hold the soul within its shell are turned To water weak ; Then may desires obtain the cypress cr…
1910 · PDF PAGE 91
…o gray, Deep as the skies are deep ! O let me fall from death to dream, Eternal monotone ; Faint eventide of sleep supreme With thee and love alone ! A jewelled night of star and moon Shall watch our bridal chamber, Bending the blue rays to the tune Of softly-sliding amber. Dim winds shall whisper echoes of Our slow ecstatic breath, Telling all worlds how sweet is love, How beautiful is death.
1910 · PDF PAGE 250
… wt, giggling and wriggling with pleasure. Enter EUPHEMIA. EUPHEMIA. I wonder where mother is! No, I don’t want her. I’m toohappy. How I love him! How proud I an— when another girl would be so shamed! I love him! I love him! Oh, what a world of ecstasy is this! To be his, and he mine! Tobe—oh! oh! I cannot bear the joy of it. I want to sit down and havea good cry. [S¢ts, crying and laughing with the joy of tt.) Oh, loving Father of all, what a world Thou hast made! What a gift is life! How much it holds of love and laughter! Is there anything m…
1910 · PDF PAGE 250
… wt, giggling and wriggling with pleasure. Enter EUPHEMIA. EUPHEMIA. I wonder where mother is! No, I don’t want her. I’m toohappy. How I love him! How proud I an— when another girl would be so shamed! I love him! I love him! Oh, what a world of ecstasy is this! To be his, and he mine! Tobe—oh! oh! I cannot bear the joy of it. I want to sit down and havea good cry. [S¢ts, crying and laughing with the joy of tt.) Oh, loving Father of all, what a world Thou hast made! What a gift is life! How much it holds of love and laughter! Is there anything m…
1907 · PDF PAGE 38
…t it; she has gone! How sweet the air and spacious ! I am happy—let me see! I guess some verse inspired By all her soul desired, Purity, love, well-being—ay ! and me: [He opens the note, reads :— ‘To love you, Love, is all my happiness ; To kill you with my kisses ; to devour Your whole ripe beauty in the perfect hour That mingles us in one supreme caress—”’! Why, here is love articulate, vital! I thought that only poets, not lovers, could so speak. And that poets, poor devils, speaking, could never know. ‘©So Percy to his Angela’s distress—” T…
1902 · PDF PAGE 79
…levin ! I worship and wonder, O maker of Heaven ! The night falls asunder ; The darkness is riven ! Light, O eternal ! Life, O diurnal ! Love, O withdrawn ! Heart of my May, spring Far to Thy dawn ! God of the dayspring ! Sun on the lawn ! Hail to Thy splendour, Holy, I cry ! Mary shall bend her Face from the sky. Subtle and tender— Then I can die ! Tannhauser. The simple love of life and gladness there ! Merely to be, and worship at the heart. How complex, the machinery of me ! Better ? I doubt it. Hark ! he tunes again. n
1910 · PDF PAGE 100
AMBERGRIS 91 3. In vain the solemn stars pour their pale dews Upon my trembling spirit ; their caress Leaves me moon-rapt in waves of loveliness All thine, O rose, O wrought of many a must In Music, O thou strength of ecstasy Incarnate in a woman-form, create Of her own rapture, infinite, ultimate, Not to be seen, not grasped, not even imaginable, But known of one, by virtue of that spell Of thy sweet will toward him : thou, unknown, Untouched, grave mistress of the sunlight throne Of thine own nature ; known not even of me, But of some spark o…