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…he shall be Nothing at all to thee, Who sang thee when no other man would sing thee, Who brought unto thee all that he could bring thee. Night, that art mother of our quietness, Who bendest deep, dark eyes o’er our distress, In thee shall sleep his ashes ; let him lie Alone under the sky, Nor wake again : He hath paid for his life with his pain. He oweth naught Unto the universe, 149
…he shall be Nothing at all to thee, Who sang thee when no other man would sing thee, Who brought unto thee all that he could bring thee. Night, that art mother of our quietness, Who bendest deep, dark eyes o’er our distress, In thee shall sleep his ashes ; let him lie Alone under the sky, Nor wake again : He hath paid for his life with his pain. He oweth naught Unto the universe, 149
…the envious stars determined to rival the display. Every cloud disappeared as by magic. But the fire remained the popular favourite! All night I toiled to dry myself and my clothes, refreshing the old Adam with coffee, potted pheasant and Garibaldi biscuits at not infrequent intervals. The morning was ecstasy. The light came over the sand, wave upon wave {651} of grey. The desert was dry. There was no water in the stream, save in rare pools. We struck camp early. We glanced up at the path which we had travelled; the ranges still glowed with una…
…ily, are slain anew By manifold hate ; for their tale is few. Few are thy sons, but as fierce as dawn, Rapturous moments and weary days, Nights when thine image a thousand ways Is smitten and kissed on the fiery lawn Where the wash of the waves of thy native bays Laps weary limbs, that of thee have drawn Laughter and fire for their souls in pawn. O thy strong sons ! they are dark as night, Cruel and barren and false as the sea, They have cherished Hell for the love of thee, Filled with thy lust and abundant might, Filled with the phantom desire…
…NAUTAE Thou bearest, strong shoulder, The sunbright fleece! Glow swifter and bolder And brighter—and cease! O glory of light! O woven of night! O shining and bright! O dream of delight! How splendid the sight for the dwellers of Greece! Gained is the guerdon! The prize is won. The fleecy burden, The soul of the sun! The toil is over; the days discover high joys that hover of lover and lover, and fates above her are fallen and done. JASON, Queen of this people! O my heart’s desire Spotless, the Lady of my love, and friends By whose heroic ardour…
…s icy glimmer Show dimmer, dimmer The awful vaults we traverse. Were the sun Himself the one Glory of space, he would but illustrate The night of Fate. Are not the hosts of heaven in vain arrayed ? Their light dismayed Before the vast blind spaces of the sky ? O galaxy Of thousands upon thousands closely curled ! Your golden world Incalculably small, its closest cluster Mere milky lustre Staining the infinite darkness ! Base and blind Our minion mind Seeks a great light, a light sufficient, light Insuf- ferably bright, Hence hidden for an hour …
… the larvæ of the tomb ! I seek them in their dread abodes without affright : On them will I impose my will, the law of light. I bid the night conceive the glittering hemipshere. Arise, O sun, arise ! O moon, shine white and clear ! I seek them in their dread abodes without affright : On them will I impose my will, the law of light. Their faces and their shapes are terrible and strange. These devils by my might to angels I will change. These nameless horrors I address without affright : On them will I impose my will, the law of light. These are…
E . N . DA C . ANDRADE. * THE VIOLIN . IF there be soul in wood and strings 1 To humour thus the quiet night , If matter dead so strives , and sings Such glory, with such transitory , Spontaneous , tremulous sounds attesting , With cadences like rose leaves shed When keen sweet winds disperse delight, Radiance revealing, rising , resting , Declining , drooping , dying, dead . Impetuous to rise again Like fire , like wild fire 's flaming flakes , Like high -hurled spray on moon - lit main , Like a fountain throwing liquid light , Bearing such jo…
…ayer and fasting desired of God to forgive him all his sins, etc. It is to be made on the day of Mars or Saturn (Tuesday or Saturday) at night at 12 o’clock, and written upon virgin parchment with the blood of a black cock that never trode hen. Note that on this night the moon must be increasing in light (ze. going from new to full) and in the Zodiacal Sign of Virgo. And when the seal is so made thou shalt perfume it with alum, raisins dried in the sun, dates, cedar, and lignum aloes. Also by this seal King Solomon did command all the aforesaid…
… The foam, incarnate Love, Maiden, as light leaps the dawn-gardens in, So in the Love and Light, Life slain, yet infinite, The God-Man’s night, Leaps pure the Soul rearisen from the embrace of Sin. | Yet, in the terror of that Breast, abides So sweet and deadly a device, a lure Deep in the blood and poison of her sides, Swart, lean, and leprous, that her stings endure. Even the soul of grace Abideth not her face Without vague longing, infinite desire, Stronger because suppressed, Unto the wide black breast, The lips incarnate of blood, flesh, a…
…s, no pain, No swift emotion, no disdain, No pity : but the boundless light Of the Eternal Love, unslain, Flows through me to redeem the night. Mine is a sad-slow life : but I, I would not gain release, and die A moment ere my task be done. To falter now were treachery— I should not dare to greet the sun !
THE PRINCESS OF PANORMITA 49 The grey cold slime of the snake That her poisonous body held ? By night I ravished a maid From her fathers camp to the cave. I bared the beautiful blade ; I dipped her thrice i the wave ; I slit her throat as a lambs, That the fount of blood leapt high With my clamorous dithyrambs Like a stain on the shield of the sky. With blood and censer and song I rent the mysterious veil : My eyes gaze long and long On the deep of that blissful bale. My cold grey kisses awake From the silence of utmost eld The grey cold sli…
…es ; and we , who hold you dear , Eastward we turn , and homeward , alone , remem bering . . . Day that I loved , day that I loved , the Night is here ! 23
…DAY. ‘* But I perceive in you so excellent a touch of modesty that you will not extort from me what I am willing to keep in.” » Twelfth- Night. A CURIOUS conflict this of love and fear, Honour and lust, and truth and trust beguiled; One in the semblance of a rose-bright child :— The other in a shape more gross and | clear, za flercer woman-figure crowned severe With garlands woven of scourges, but whose wild Breast beat with splendour of sin, whose looks were mild, Hiding the cruel smile behind a tear. So she: “I know you never would ;” yet did…
ALL NIGHT 57 Deeper than ocean, higher than the sky, Vaster than petty loves that dream and die, Insatiate, angry, terrible for lust, Who shrivel God to adamantine dust By our fierce gaze upon him, who would strive Under our wrath, to flee away, to dive Into the deep recesses of his heaven. But we, one joy, one love, one shame for leaven, Quit hope and life, quit fear and death and love, Implacable as God, desired above All loves of hell or heaven, supremely wed, Knit in one soul in one delicious bed More hot than hell, more wicked than all thi…
…d, with quietest complaint Borne on the wings of dying breezes up, | To where we make toward the wooded top Of yonder menacing hill. The night is fallen Starless and moonless, black beyond belief, Tremendous, only just the ripple keeps, With music borrowed from the soul of God, Our souls from perishing in the inane. We twain go thither, knowing no desire To lead us, but some strong necessity Urges, as lightning thunder, our slow steps Upward. For on the pleasant meadow-land That slopes to sunny bays, and limpid seas That breathe like maidens sl…
… of those awful eyes, The flaming void, the godhead of the light, The abyss of these unfathomable skies, Exhaust my being ; I desire the night. Lo ! I have written all the destinies Thy spirit bade me write. 17
…rtain ! It is I that ride, Ride in my youth and pride. With a long sword girt to my waist, And a strawberry mare sweet-paced, And a long night with no moon, no star ! I will plunder the traveller from afar ; — Aye ! and find him an ancient sage, Learn all his wisdom, marry his daughter, Become a king and a mage, Lord of Fire, Earth, Air, and Water ! Ho ! my horse, lads ! Away ! To the moor ! Ho ! there’s a fox i’ the hole, that’s sure. Flings swaggering out of the room.
…he horrible river O but the stars of it stagger and shiver ! Leave me in peace, O disaster of light ! Leave me to solitude, leave me to night ! Is there no moon to enkindle the height ? V See how the moon with her amrita dews Drinks up the death of the Star, and renews Life in cascades of peonian hues ! Nay, but she curves to arise, to increase ; Glamour on glamour to sicken and cease. How shall the warrior win to the peace ? Fade, O thou moon in thy magical bark ! Sink in the ocean thy silvery spark ! Leave me, ah leave me alone in the dark !
…flakes and chips, and now again Encountered strange and fearsome sentinels, Gray pinnacles of lightning-riven rock Fashioned of fire and night. We clomb adown