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1901 · PDF PAGE 89

The Mother’s Tragedy

MADONNA OF THE GOLDEN EYES IGHT brings madness; moonlight dips her throat to madden us; Love’s swift purpose darts, the flash of a striking adder. Love that kills and kisses dwells above to sadden us; Dawn brings reason back and the violet eyes grow sadder. O Madonna of the Golden Eyes! Swooned the deep sunlight above the summer stream ; Droned the sleepy dragon-fly by the water-spring ; Stood we in the noontide in a misty dream, Fearful of our voiees, of some sudden thing. O Madonna of the Golden Eyes! Dared we whisper? Dared we lift our eyes …

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1910 · PDF PAGE 79

The Winged Beetle

… eyes were sunk in black eclipse To rise in glittering trances : Our belly-muscles tight as whips By dint of Arab dances ! Yea ; all our love is glittering steel Sharpened on torture’s aching wheel. My Dorothy ! my Dorothy ! Our mouths were wried and bleeding. Love’s eucharistic mystery ! Their suckling lips were feeding At the black breasts of ecstasy, Of ecstasy exceeding ! Yea ; at the paps of Isis we Drained starry milk of ecstasy. O thou close-fitted to my soul, Close-fitted to my skin, Moving as one delicious whole Without us and within !…

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1919 · PDF PAGE 252

The Equinox (Volume III, Number I)

… mouth speaketh . . . you are perfectly right to retort that it need not speak so much! I add no more, but our glad greeting to all men: Love is the law, love under will. Iam, dear sir, Yours in the Bonds of the Order, J. B. MASON. 238

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1907 · PDF PAGE 99

Collected Works (Vol. III)

…te Universe Remains; we sum it up—an infinite curse. So—amIaman? I lack my wife’s embrace. Am I outworn? I see the harlot’s face. Is the love better and the knowledge worse? Shall I seek knowledge and count love dis- grace ? Where is the profit in so idle a strife? The love of knowledge is the hate of life. DIOGENES. ‘* ALL things are good” exclaimed the boy. Who taste the sweetmeat find it cloy. ‘* All things are ill’ the dotard sang. Who stir the serpent feel the fang. ‘* Allis a dream!” the wise man spake. Who grasp the bubble find it break.…

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1935 · PDF PAGE 4

One Star in Sight

…ot dead ; he liveth, Pan ! Break down the bar ! To man I come, the number of A man my number, Lion of Light; I am The Beast whose Law is Love. Love under will, his royal right — Behold within, and not above, One star in sight ! ONE STAR IN SIGHT A glimpse of the structure and system of the Great White Brotherhood. A A 1. Do what thou wilt shall be the whole of the Law. 1. The Order of the Star called S. S. is, in respect of its exist- ence upon the Earth, an organized body of men and women distinguished among their fellows by the qualities here…

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1898 · PDF PAGE 109

White Stains

…d, and slew thy folk ; Thou camest to my bed to dwell— That day there clanged the gates of hell Behind us twain ; we never spoke Save of love’s bidding we might do, Save on our lust to place a yoke Too bitter to be lightly broke. Each might we drew on, and something new Of lust we learnt, insatiate we Who wrote in blood the volumes through That speak of love. But then there grew A giant lust, strong as the sea ; And we with fresh delight assayed The fierce sweet bond of tribady, The strange strong sin of sodomy,

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1899 · PDF PAGE 147

Jephthah and Other Mysteries

…th his mouth; his eyes Kissed mine, and mine kissed back; it was not wise, But yet he had the strength to leave me ; so I was so glad he loved enough to go. My arms could never have released his neck ; He saved our honour from a single speck. And so he went away; and fate inwove The bitterest of treason for our love. For scarce two days when sickness took the King, And death tissolved the violence of the ring, I ruled alone; I left my palace gate To see if Love should have the laugh at Fate. And so I violated Death, and died ; And in the other …

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1903 · PDF PAGE 103

Alice: An Adultery

…et her leave me the day after. Also we must wait till the month decide Whether the mother stood behind the bride. In any other case what love and laughter Such tidings of an angel’s birth would waft her ; Now, what a fear ! And so she would abide Another vessel and another tide, Until we held the key of the hereafter. But this sad spectre could not change our calm. The day went by more peaceful than a dream Dreamt by a maiden in pure winds of balm ; Love’s sweet still music like a far-off psalm Thrilled our quiet pulses : with the intent suprem…

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1910 · PDF PAGE 136

The Winged Beetle

…So there is graven by fate’s steel And polished by time’s emery wheel This passion that consumeth me, Music that mars man’s dignity ! My love is like an unhealed scar That throbs and bleeds at the word war ! My love is like a masterless Hound, running wide on a false scent. I am the plaything of distress ; The marionette of the Event ! Yet this red lust that rots my sword Is the same flame that tempered it. Though my death be my birth’s reward, And folly be the prize of wit,

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1910 · PDF PAGE 140

The Winged Beetle

…hou art sick ! The invisible worm That flies in the night In the howling storm Has found out thy bed Of crimson joy, And his dark secret love Does thy life destroy.”—BLAKE. ROSE of the World ! If so, then what a world ! What worm at its red heart lay curled From the beginning ? Plucked and torn and trampled And utterly corrupt is she That was the queen-flower unexampled In gardens goodlier than Arcady. O Thou ! whose body was my lyre, whose soul Lay on my mouth like a live coal ! This time thou hearest not my song ; thine ears Are stopped with …

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1913 · PDF PAGE 239

The Equinox (Volume I, Number IX)

BOO TO BUDDHA! So it is eighteen years, Helena, since we met! A season so endears, Nor you nor I forget The fresh young faces that once clove In that most fiery dawn of love. We wandered to and fro, Who knew not how to woo, Those eighteen years ago, Sweetheart, when I and you Exchanged high vows in heaven's sight That scarce survived a summer's night. What scourge smote from the stars? What madness from the moon? That night we broke the bars Was quintessential June, When you and I beneath the trees Bartered our bold virginities. Eighteen—years,…

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1913 · PDF PAGE 239

The Equinox (Volume I, Number X)

BOO TO BUDDHA! So it is eighteen years, Helena, since we met! A season so endears, Nor you nor I forget The fresh young faces that once clove In that most fiery dawn of love. We wandered to and fro, Who knew not how to woo, Those eighteen years ago, Sweetheart, when I and you Exchanged high vows in heaven's sight That scarce survived a summer's night. What scourge smote from the stars? What madness from the moon? That night we broke the bars Was quintessential June, When you and I beneath the trees Bartered our bold virginities. Eighteen—years,…

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1903 · PDF PAGE 32

The Star and the Garter

Here is the mechanism strange (But perfectly correct) to change My normal calm—seraphic dew! Into an ardent love for you. 30

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1908 · PDF PAGE 72

Amphora

AMPHORA CHORUS: O hear us, Mary blest ! Thy heavenly love accord, That we may rest on JESU’S breast, Thy Son, our living LORD ! Amen. 65

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1899 · PDF PAGE 213

Jephthah and Other Mysteries

… things, Time is to us the Now, and Space the Here ; From us all Matter radiates, is a part , Of our own thoughts and souls ; because we love. Thou shudderest, clinging to me; though the night Jewels her empire with the frosty crown Of thousand-twinkling stars, whose hoary crests Burn where light touches them, with diamond points Of infinite far fire, save where the sea Is ebony with sleep, and though the wind Pierces the marrow, since it is the word Of the Almighty, and cuts through the air That may not stay its fury, with a cold Nipping and c…

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1903 · PDF PAGE 105

Alice: An Adultery

…ep.” Troilus and Cressida. Impossible that we shall ever part ! The heart shrinks back from thinking it, the mind Hates it, and prays as love is to be blind. Yet we know well that no magician’s art Can keep our two selves near their single heart. Self-mocked I urger her “ Come and leave behind All fear and friends and children : we shall find Love risen sole without a counterpart.” Even while I begged her, I well knew she must. We could not, loving to see her children laugh, Let cowards twit them with their mother’s lust. Even our own purity co…

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1903 · PDF PAGE 108

Alice: An Adultery

THE FORTY-SIXTH DAY “ Because I love you, I will let you know : . . . . . . . my wife . . . . . . . . . . like a fountain with a hundred spouts Did run pure blood.” Julius Caesar. Was it a sense of uttermost relief We gladdened with, and bade our fears forget ? Was there no subtle fragrance of regret ? For me, at least, a pang of perfect grief ? Had it been otherwise, I would be chief And drive her to abandon all things yet In mere despair, that bye and bye shall get Young comfort in a babe beyond belief. God would not curse and bless us to suc…

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1904 · PDF PAGE 59

The Argonauts

ACTUS TERTIUS With fire and shapen as kisses. And those arms And kisses and mad movements of quick love Burnt up his being, and his life was lost In woman’s love at last! CHORUS. Unseemly act! Who dared thus break on meditation? MEDEA. IL CHORUS. Surely thy passion mastered thee, O queen! MEDEA. I tell you—thus the night passed. CHORUS. Verily, The woman raves. MEDEA. Such victory as this Outsails all shame. Before the dawn was up I bound such talismans about his breast That fire and steel grow dew and flowery wreaths For all their power to hur…

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1904 · PDF PAGE 79

The Argonauts

…like some ancient crone Muttering curses. JASON. Now I hear a song. ’Tis like some shape of sleep that moans for joy, Some bridal sob of love! MEDEA. O Son of God! My poet, swiftly leap the live lyre forth! Else we are all enchanted—yet to me This song is nowise lovely. But in him I note the live look of the eyes leap up, And all his love for me forgotten straight At the mere echo of that tune. ORPHEUS. Hark, friends! Aea’s tune—my Colchian harbour-song! I hear the waters faint and far, And look to where the Polar Star, Half hidden in the haze,…

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1910 · PDF PAGE 92

The Winged Beetle

…rs ; dew bedims My sight—these girls and their alluring glances ! Their eyes that burn like dawn’s lascivious lances Waking all earth to love—to love ! Life skims The cream of joy. If God could see what man sees, (Intoxicating Nellies, Mauds, and Nances !) I see Him leave the sapphirine expanses, The choir serene and the celestial air To swoon into their sacramental hair !

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