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…e moon is up : upon the prow We stand and watch the moon . A star is lustred on your brow ; Your lips begin a tune, A long , low tune of love that swells Little by little , and lights The overarching miracles Of Love's desire , and Night's. It swells, it rolls to triumph -song Through luminous black skies : Thrills into silence sharp and strong , Assumes its peace , and dies . There is the night : it covers close The lilies folded fair Of all your beauty , and the rose Half hidden in your hair . There is the night : unseen I stand And look to s…
1901 · PDF PAGE 47
THE COURT OF THE PROFANE. 35 Ah turn, my bosom for thy love is cold ; My arms are empty, and my lips can hold No converse with thee far away like this. O for that communing pregnant with a kiss That is reborn when lips are set together To link our souls in one desirous tether, And weld our very bodies into one. Ah fiend Jehovah, what then have we done To earn thy curse ? Is love like ours too strong To dwell before thee, and do thy throne no wrong ? Art thou grown jealous of the fiery band ? Lo ! thou hast spoken, and thy strong command Bade ea…
1907 · PDF PAGE 92
THE VIRGIN 85 the author of " Tannhäuser " or " Alice .” Neverthe less reproach followed , if shame did not , the celebra tion of love's mystic eucharist . Reproach rises , but falls enamoured to his kisses ; all is extremes , there is no heaviness , no deadness of sentiment , the smoke curls as high as the flashing flames , and tears wash out smiles , and blushing cheeks dry tears ; all is effluent glory , glorious as a Sun of gold lingering on the blushing bosom of Dawn : We lay in naked chastity , caressed Child - like or dreaming , till the…
1913 · PDF PAGE 213
…he silence, in the great green woods, Lie thou with me! Slumber with me to-night Under the stars, and the yellow, drifting moon. We will love no more as Syrinx and Pan: Diana! Come unto me, and I will grant the thing Thou cravest! Oh! the foaming milk of the stars ! I bear the red-tipped lilies under the moon ! Rosa Ignota! Ah! the pale moon-flowers, The soft, shy glances, and the virgin unwon ! Oh! the sweet burden of the sunless hours: Love! I amconquered! Nay, love! I have won! O feeble moonlight! O sweet stars undone By the pale longing of …
1913 · PDF PAGE 213
…he silence, in the great green woods, Lie thou with me! Slumber with me to-night Under the stars, and the yellow, drifting moon. We will love no more as Syrinx and Pan: Diana! Come unto me, and I will grant the thing Thou cravest! Oh! the foaming milk of the stars ! I bear the red-tipped lilies under the moon ! Rosa Ignota! Ah! the pale moon-flowers, The soft, shy glances, and the virgin unwon ! Oh! the sweet burden of the sunless hours: Love! I amconquered! Nay, love! I have won! O feeble moonlight! O sweet stars undone By the pale longing of …
1898 · PDF PAGE 94
…rred lust, to tempt, to win Another sacrifice to sin, another poet’s heart to gnaw With dubious remorse. Oh ! flame of torturing flower- love ! sacrament Of Satan, triple element of mystery and love and shame, Green, gold, and crimson, in my heart you strive with Jesus for its realm, While Sorrow’s tears would overwhelm the warriors of either part ! Jesus would lure me : from his side the gleaming torrent of the spear Withdraws, my soul with joy and fear waits for sweet blood to pour its tide Of warm delight—in vain ! so cold, so watery, so sla…
1901 · PDF PAGE 59
THE COURT OF THE PROFANE. 47 LOVE, MELANCHOLY, DESPAIR.1 EEP melancholy—O, the child of folly !— Looms on my brow, a perched ancestral bird ; Black are its plumes, its eyes are melancholy, It speaks no word. Like to a star, deep beauty’s avatar Pales in the dusky skies so far above : Seven rays of gladness crown its passionate star, One heart of love. The fringing trees, marge of deep-throated seas, Move as I walk : like spectres whispering The spaces of them : let me leave the trees— It is not spring ! Spring—no ! but dying autumn fast and fly…
1905 · PDF PAGE 138
For never her lips should be caressed By love’s exulting stings, Whose starry shape shone in the west, Held of the glimmering wings. Her shadowy soul perceived the jest Of man and mortal things. And there I vowed a solemn oath To Aphrodite fair, Sealing that sacramental troth With a long curl of hair, And the strange prayer’s reiterant growth Sent shining through the air. (Invoking Aphrodtte) Daughter of Glory, child Of Earth’s Dione mild By the Father of all, the A‘gis-bearing King! Spouse, daughter, mother of God, Queen of the blest abode In …
1911 · PDF PAGE 72
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
1919 · PDF PAGE 105
A SANDAL | DE LEGGE LIBELLVM LLLLtL PREFACE. THE LAW I. OF LIBERTY I. OF LOVE I. OF LIFE IV. OF LIGHT | airs
1961 · PDF PAGE 211
…M OR FOLLY 199 Zp De Gaudio Stupri (Of the Joy of Sin) MY Son, this Sin itself that is our Disease is but Misunderstanding of the Art of Love of Our Lady Nuith. Yea, verily, it is all a Trick of Her Wit, and a Device of Her Delight, that Sin should appear, and also (Mark thou well!) the Misapprehension of its Nature. Therefore the Pain of any Sinner in his Division and His Separation is to Her a little Spasm of Pleasure. But as for him, let him apprehend this Doctrine, and dissolve himself in Her Love. Thou then, being Initiate and Illuminated …
1898 · PDF PAGE 22
…an who could conceive as he did must himself have had some glorious chord in his heart vibrating to the eternal principle of Bound- less Love. That this love was wrecked is for me, in some sort a relative of his, a real and bitter sorrow. He might have been so great ! He missed Heaven ! Think kindly of him !
1903 · PDF PAGE 10
… ray glows Across the woven stardrift’s ways In mystery of Maurya’s praise. Hear me, thy priest, at eventide ! These subtler throes Than love’s or life’s, invade, divide The world of woes. Thy smile, thy murmur of delight, be enough To fill the world with life and love ! [He bends over into deep reverence, yet with the air of one expecting a grace.|
1904 · PDF PAGE 91
ACTUS QUARTUS 19 MEDEA. Thine therefore should be sweeter. ORPHEUS. The Gods grant it! Lift up this love of peace and bliss, The starry soul of wine, Destruction’s formidable kiss, The lamp of the divine: This shadow of a nobler name Whose life is strife, whose soul is fame ! I rather will exalt the soul Of man to loftier height, And kindle at a livelier coal The subtler soul of Light. From these soft splendours of a dream T turn, and seek the Self supreme. This world is shadow-shapen of The bitterness of pain, Vain are the little lamps of love…
1910 · PDF PAGE 107
…n Be drawn out with an hook ? Enough ; I see This I can answeror Ernst Haeckel can ! Now, God Almighty, rede this mystery ! What of the love that is the heart of man ? Take stars and airs, and write it down ! Fill all the interstices of space With myriad verseown Thy disgrace ! Diminish Thy renown ! Approve my riddle ! This Thou canst not do. 17. O living Rose ! O dowered with subtle dew Of love, the tiny eternities of time, Caught between flying seconds, are well filled With these futilities of fragrant rime ; In Loves retort distilled, In …
1910 · PDF PAGE 206
…t, giggling and wriggling with pleasure. Enter EUPHEMIA. EUPHEMIA. I wonder where mother is ! No, I dont want her. Im too happy. How I love him ! How proud I amwhen 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 ! to beoh ! oh ! I can- not bear the joy of it. I want to sit down and have a good cry. [Sits, crying and laughing with the joy of it.]
1898 · PDF PAGE 74
…r may I clasp him, lissome and divine, Nor suck our passion from his eager verge, Nor pleasure in his quick embraces prove ; I faint for love, come aid me sparkling wine, That my unquenchable desire may urge In Lucius’ fiery heart responsive love. O fervent and sweet to my bosom Past woman, I’ll clasp thee and cling Till the buds of desire break to blossom And my kisses surprise thee and sting ;
1899 · PDF PAGE 97
…isses of slumbering maids ; The nymph and the satyr, the fair and the faulty alike are the guests of these amorous shades ; ‘The hour of Love flickers and falters and fades. Oh, listen, my love, to the song of the brook, its murmurs and cadences, trills and low chords ; Hark to its silence, that prelude of wonder ringing at last like the clamour of swords That clash like the wrath of the warring of lords.
1905 · PDF PAGE 48
…sweet flakes The gleam of the skies, Whose countenance takes The bird as he flies In kisses, come forth! I invoke ye, O lakes, where the love of me lies! THE LAKES In the hollow of the mountain, In the bosom of the plain, Fed by river, stream, and fountain, Slain by sun, reborn of rain ; In the desert green-engirded, Lying lone in waste and wood, To my breast the many-herded Lowing kine in gracious mood Come, drink deeply, and are glad of me, my pleasant solitude. ORPHEUS From the breast of the snow As a life-swollen stream, Your love-rivers fl…
1913 · PDF PAGE 191
…ssion, wild and fair I saw it. Yea! I had been stolen away, A changeling bodily; my soul was thrust To moulder with the dust : I was the love that dies, And I had slain the lover With song. Ah! Night! discover Her of the wanton eyes That fled before me So long, And scattered o'er me Alas! the star-dust that should blind mine eyes, And hide me from the skies. Is love so strong? So weak the lover? Yea, night shall yet discover My song, my veiléd song. 153