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1898 · PDF PAGE 16

The Poem

…s penniless. BRANDON. Unnatural puppy! PERCY. My mother’s spirit forgives you, and in my heart is no longer the desire for vengeance. So far have I risen, but not far enough to forget that you are the most abominable villain that plagues God’s beautiful world with his infesting life. BRANDON [wth sudden calmness]. This to his father! What does the Bible say, you wretch ? PERCY [fo Vaughan}. I will go, my true new father. Kiss Esmé for me a hundred times ! BRANDON [suddenly breaking from the Footmen]. Damn you; that’s your game, is it? No, you g…

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1899 · PDF PAGE 135

Jephthah and Other Mysteries

…s penniless. BRANDON. Unnatural puppy! PERCY. My mother’s spirit forgives you, and in my heart is no longer the desire for vengeance. So far have I risen, but not far enough to forget that you are the most abominable villain that plagues God’s beautiful world with his infesting life. BRANDON [wth sudden calmness]. This to his father! What does the Bible say, you wretch ? PERCY [fo Vaughan}. I will go, my true new father. Kiss Esmé for me a hundred times ! BRANDON [suddenly breaking from the Footmen]. Damn you; that’s your game, is it? No, you g…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 118

Orpheus

…fall And breathe—but no breath answers me at all. All of my kisses stir no blush, no sigh ; She will not hear me ever if I call! Let the far music of oblivious years Sound in the sea beneath! Are not its waters one with all my tears? Hath Atropos no comfort in her shears? No Muse for me one wreath? Were I now dead and free to travel far Whither I will, ah me! Not whither I must—were there no avatar Drawn like my love from some close kindred star? No shape seen on the sea? Were I now free of this intense desire, By swift magician power I might f…

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1910 · PDF PAGE 46

The Winged Beetle

…rs of our minds. IV All day my lover deigned to murder me, Linking his kisses in a chain About my neck ; demon-embroidery ! Bruises like far-off mountains stain The valley of my body of ivory ! Then last came sleep. I wake, and he is gone ; what should I do but weep ? V Nay, for I wept enough—more sacred tears !— When first he pinned me, gripped My flesh, and as a stallion that rears Sprang, hero-thewed and satyr-lipped ; Crushed, as a grape between his teeth, my fears ; Sucked out my life And stamped me with the shame, the monstrous word of wi…

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1912 · PDF PAGE 70

Sir Palamedes

…d train Beyond the infinite horizon Of all he hopes to see again! His brain befooled, his pocket picked— How the Beast cachinnated then, Far from that doleful derelict Sir Palamede the Saracen |

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1913 · PDF PAGE 226

Cambridge Poets 1900–1913

Enid Welsford . Look above , look below , look around you far and wide Dank grass , bent trees and nothing else you see ! He is too young to be alone , I should be at his side And oh that I were there with him beneath the rolling sea . 207

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1913 · PDF PAGE 104

The Book of Lies

… burgess, the hunting man, or any man with ideals less than Shelley’sand self-discipline less than Loyola’s —in short, any man who falls far short of MYSELF—I am against Anarchy, and for Feudalism. Every ‘‘emancipator”’ has enslaved the free.

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1907 · PDF PAGE 99

Collected Works (Vol. III)

…die. So dream, possessing all; so dream, Possessing nothing: I esteem These twain as one, since dreams they are. Thus mayst thou journey far and far And far! to climes unguessed, to seas Proud with seignorial argosies, To mountains strange with golden snows, To gardens green with many a rose, To secrets past the sense of sense, Skies virgin of experience, Untrodden avenues of mind, Things far from hurrying humankind. Thus spins out life its splendid charm :— Live, love, enjoy, yet do no harm, No rose of thought may bear or breed The poisonous t…

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1906 · PDF PAGE 13

Collected Works (Vol. II)

<°TIS PITY——” 7 IN A LESBIAN MEADOW. I. UNDER the summer leaves In the half-light Love his old story weaves Far out of sight. Here we are lone, at last. Heaven is overcast Yet with no night. Ere her immortal wings Gather the thread of things Into her might, Up will the moon arise Through the black-azure skies : Birds shall sing litanies Still of delight. II. Let my lips wander where Tender moss grows, Where through their dusky air Beams a red rose. Where the bee honey sips Let my desirous lips, Kissing, unclose Delicate lips and chaste, Sweetne…

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1910 · PDF PAGE 440

The Equinox (Volume I, Number III)

…d train Beyond the infinite horizon Of all he hopes to see again! His brain befooled, his pocket picked— How the Beast cachinnated then, Far from that doleful derelict Sir Palamede the Saracen |

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1910 · PDF PAGE 440

The Equinox (Volume I, Number IV)

…d train Beyond the infinite horizon Of all he hopes to see again! His brain befooled, his pocket picked— How the Beast cachinnated then, Far from that doleful derelict Sir Palamede the Saracen |

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1905 · PDF PAGE 61

Orpheus

…the rainbow cloven, A never-fading path of golden glory, Whereof the lone Leucadian promontory Holds one divinest gate: the other troven Far, far beyond in interlunar skies, Where the Himalayas stir them, and arise To listen to the song that swells our arteries. O moving labyrinth sun-crowned, dread maze Of starry paths, of Zeus-untrodden ways, Of mystic vales unfooted of the deep, Our mother, virgin yet in many places Unseen of man, beholden of the faces Only of elemental shapes of sleep 62

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1912 · PDF PAGE 35

Mortadello

… ORLANDO. Frightful and frantic dream ! Portentous, mon- strous omen ! I sail upon a stream of blood of slaughtered foeman ! We shall go far, go far, follow the one red star— MONICA. Look how the scarlet scar writhes ! ORLANDO. How divine you are ! Kiss me again ! What feasts of passion to expend ! MAGDALENA. My curse ! ORLANDO. My kiss ! MAGDALENA. Black beasts ! MONICA. My kiss ! ORLANDO. It is the end. See, mistress, let me lift this victim to the moon ! [He takes up the corpse of MAGDALENA, and raises it above his head. MONICA. A corpse my …

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1912 · PDF PAGE 50

Sir Palamedes

44 Buzzing some streamlet through a wood. Sir Palamede grows mighty wroth, And mutters maledictions rude, Seeing his quarry far and loth And thieves despoiling all the bait. Now, careless of the knightly oath, The sun pours down his eastern gate. The chase is over: see ye then, Coursing afar, afoam at fate, Sir Palamede the Saracen !

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1898 · PDF PAGE 29

Jephthah

…hast thou come with bloody hands against us? Our holy God, that bound the iron sea With pale frail limits of white sand, and said : Thus far, and not one billowy step beyond ! Saith unto thee in like commandment: Thou Who hast destroyed my people from the land So far, shalt not encroach upon their places One furlong more, lest quickly I destroy

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1905 · PDF PAGE 100

Collected Works (Vol. I)

…Before the day Ring out the tocsin for our flight ! Ts 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 shall sever The sleepy eyelids of the night, no eve Shall fall and cleave The blue deep eyes of day. queen ! My ship Your hand, my Look down and lean Your whole weight on me, then leap out, as light As swallow’s flight, And race across the shadosys of the moon, And keep the {tine With ringing hoofs across the…

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1899 · PDF PAGE 47

Jephthah and Other Mysteries

…hast thou come with bloody hands against us? Our holy God, that bound the iron sea With pale frail limits of white sand, and said : Thus far, and not one billowy step beyond ! Saith unto thee in like commandment: Thou Who hast destroyed my people from the land So far, shalt not encroach upon their places One furlong more, lest quickly I destroy

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1899 · PDF PAGE 76

Tale of Archais

…heeks ; she bitterly began : “ I will not yield to thee—a mortal man Alone shall know my love. No God shall come From his high place and far immortal home To bend my will by force. Freeborn, I live In freedom, and the love that maidens give To men I give to one, but thou, most high, (For woman’s wits through your deceptions spy And know ye for Olympians) shall know A maiden’s heart no lover may win so. Farewell, and find a fairer maid to love! Farewell ! ” But he : “ Through all the silent grove I sought thee sighing—for thy love would I Consen…

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1906 · PDF PAGE 38

Collected Works (Vol. II)

…within the forest’s virgin womb Tranced in the sweetness, nuptial, indolent, Of the faint breeze and tropical perfume, And all the music far lone waters lent Unto the masses of magnolia bloom, Tall scarlet lilies, and the golden scent Shed by strange clusters of more pallid flowers, And purple lustre strewn amid the twilight bowers. Far, far the pastureless, the unquiet sea Moaned ; far the stately pyramid of cold Shrouding the stars, arose: sweet witchery That brought them in the drowsing eye, to fold The picture in: the winged imagery That He…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 15

Oracles

… on your feet, Were it not better with a bosom warm And accents sweet To help to raise (and no man will upbraid you) Your sisters fallen far ? ’ Tis vain ! God’s worst omission—Heart—has made you The thing you are !

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