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AMPHORA Our Lady, let Thy darling dove Our holy wishes heed ! Bring down the Spirit from above, With JESUS intercede, Till all the night dissolve in love That shall be Light indeed ! Amen. 17
…When Icarus died, And leaps, the flight of wise omnipotent eyes, When Dædalus espied An holy habitation for the shrine Solitary, mid the night of broken brine That foamed like starlight round the desolate shore. So to the mine of that crystalline ore Golden, the electric spark of man is drawn Deep in the bosom of the world, to soar New-fledged, an eagle to the dazzling dawn With lidless eyes undazzled, to arise, Song of the morning, to the Southern skies ; And fling its wild chant higher at the fall Of eve, and of bright Hyperion ; To mix its f…
…heart of the west, The sun’s last sigh of love expressed Ere the lake glimmer, borrow sleep From clouds and tinge their edges; weep That night brings love not to his breast, But only rest. We move toward the golden track Shed in the water: we look back Eastward, where rose is set to warn Promise and prophecy of dawn Reflected, lest the ocean lack In any space serene or slack Some colour, blushing o’er the fawn Dim-lighted lawn. And under all the shadowy shapes Of steep and silent bays and capes The water takes its darkest hue; Catches no laught…
AMPHORA That star of resurrection Still stands above the night ; Its portent of perfection Shall bring us all to light ; And by the peace of Mary’s prayers Our rapture stands, exceeding theirs ! Amen. 57
…kest hue ; Catches no laughter from the blue ; No purple ray or god escapes, But dim green shadow comes and drapes Its lustre : thus the night burns through Tall groves of yew. Thither, ah thither ! Hollow vales Trembling with early nightingales ! Languish, O sea of sleep ! Young moon Dream on above in maiden swoon ! None daring to invoke the gales To shake our sea, and swell our sails. Not song, but silence, were a boon Save for this tune. Round capes grown darker as night falls, We see at last the splendid walls That ridge the bay ; the town…
…to the east in the heart of the wood : Light touches the trees of the hill with its lips, and God is above them and sees they are good : Night flings from her forehead the purple- black hood. The thicket is sweet with the breath of the’ breeze made soft by the kisses of slum- bering maids ; The nymph and the satyr, the fair and the faulty alike are the guests of these amorous shades 3 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 si…
… the woods where the ocean reaches Up to the walls of a white-sand bay, And the sea waves swing to the noise of beeches Kissed by summer night winds at play, None may look through the silver-gray Moonlit haunts, where the sea-gull screeches, And the nightingale chants the woodland way. None may see where the leaves are parted, Where the nymph and the satyr hide, Where the lips of the tender-hearted Melt for languor and pout for pride, Where the birds of the night abide, Where the songs of the wood are started Under the moon on the green hill-si…
…ood tas talk 1 And harping Planets talk love 's tune with milky wings outspread , Yasmin ; Give me thy love , O burning bright ! For one night or the other night Will come the Gardener in White and gathered flowers are dead , Yasmin !
…Thang. [CAPTAIN salutes.} You may go. [CAPTAIN salutes, and exit, ALAIN reaches to a tome on the table.) Now, Flaccus, let us spend this night together as we have spent so many. The crisis of my life—my brother’s trust, God rest his soul! [evosses himself and mutters silently in prayer|—shall not find Alain de Malétroit unready or disturbed. SCENE CLOSES. SCENE II.! A narrow dirty street in Paris, fifteenth century. Night pitch black. Passers-by with lanterns. First PASSER-BY stumbles into SECOND. SECOND PASSER-BY. Zounds, man! have a care with…
…ind earths carapace ? No angel, but the very light And fire and spirit of Her, Unmitigated, eremite, The unmanifested myrrh, Ocean, and night that is not night, The mother-mediator. O sacred spirit of the Gods ! O triple tongue ! Descend, Lapping the answering flame that nods, Kissing the brows that bend, Uniting all earths periods To one exalted end ! Still on the mystic Tree of Life My soul is crucified : Still strikes the sacrificial knife Where lurks some serpent-eyed Fear, passion, or mans deadly wife Desire, the suicide !
… lean toward thee, adoring, queen of mine, And thought I breathed the perfume of thy blood On summer evenings how the sun is fine ! The night fell thick and thick, a screen of sable ; Mine eyes within the blackness guessed at thine. I drank thy sighsoh poison comfortable ! Thy feet slept in these brother hands of mine : The night fell thick and thick, a screen of sable.
2 ACELDAMA ACELDAMA., DarRK night, red night. This lupanar? Has rosy flames that dip, that shake, Faint phantoms that disturb the lake Of magic mirror-land. A star Like to a beryl, with a flake Of olive light Struck through its dull profound, is steadfast in the night. I. I AM quite sane, quite quiet. Sober thought Isas a woof to my mad dreams. My brain Beats to the double stroke; the double strain Warps its gray fibres; all the dream is wrought A spider-tapestry ; the old blood-stain Spreads through the air Some hot contagious growth to slay m…
…x2 to my raptured smell, His rosy lips and coralline to kiss — Well saith the sage that youth’s sole heaven is hell ! A thousand times a night the Fatihah3 Did I recite — my member did not swell. Once for a night I slept with my Habib — A thousand times that member rose and fell !4 Love and not worship is the key of life ; Silence, not prayer, the universal spell. For while I knelt, how could I clasp Habib ?5 And while I prayed, how kiss ? Adorable And perfect boy, thy podex serves alike My member both to challenge and to quell ! So say the Suf…
THE MOTHER AT THE SABBATH OME, child of wonder! it is Sabbath Night, The speckled twilight and the sombre singing! Listen and come: the owl’s disastrous flight Points out the road! Hail, O propitious sight! see! the black gibbet and the murderer swinging! Come, child of wonder and the innocent eyes! Come where the toad his stealthy way is taking. Flaps the bat’s wing upon thy cheek? How wise, How wicked are those faces! And the skies Are muffled, and the firmament is quaking. Spectres of cats misshapen nestle close, And rub their phantom sides …
…ing hull Aching beneath the bacchant blast, malevolent and beauti- ful ? Ai ! Ai ! then wheres my man, my man ? I am a witchs sieve to-night, Parched as the lusty Lesbian was for her savage lord, the light ! Ah ! couldst thou slay me and appeasethough naught but slaughter serve my turn, I, in an hour that bring thee ease, fret the nights silk and ache and burn. But nowmy whole life stings in me ; a viper violates my veins ; Locusta laughs at Lalage ! a ghoul that sucks at her own brains ! Where is the ship ? Where is the ship ? Where is my…
…he truth. III AMOR INTELLECTUALIS THE soft, gray autumn’s radiant stars Bend down, like pallid nenuphars Over a woodland pool, and I See night, blind night, beyond the sky: Autumn in London, gray and gold. Autumn in London, chaste and cold. By woodland ways, with silent tread, Pass, dusty dreams! dreams dim and dead 140
…he truth. III AMOR INTELLECTUALIS THE soft, gray autumn’s radiant stars Bend down, like pallid nenuphars Over a woodland pool, and I See night, blind night, beyond the sky: Autumn in London, gray and gold. Autumn in London, chaste and cold. By woodland ways, with silent tread, Pass, dusty dreams! dreams dim and dead 140
…s, and bent his ear to seize Her further words. And she : Not many days Shall flame and flicker into darkened ways Before the wings of night, ere Hermes fly Hither, the messenger of Zeus. But I Bid thee remain beneath the temple gate While I consider our war on Fate. Till then, and I will tell thee everything That thou must do ; but now let song take wing Till the pale air swoon with the deep delight That makes cool noontide from the sultry night. What are your dreams, my maidens ? Your young dreams ? Are they of passion, or of rocks and stre…
…tic goal Where I may drain a fountain never dry, And of Life’s guerdon gather in the whole, And on celestial manna satisfy my soul. Each night new failure and each day fresh strength, A sense of something nearer day by day ; Though the ill road’s intolerable length, League upon league, fling back the torrid ray Of the fierce sunlight night can scarce allay With the incessant beating of cool wings, And men’s bleached skeletons infest the way, Yet Hope her passion like a flower brings, And Courage ranks me with unconquerable kings. So, in the pow…
…e the fruit of me! —Shrieks every soul and every demon hisses ! Out! out! the ghastly torches of the feast! Let darkness hide us and the night discover The shameless mysteries of God grown beast, The nameless blasphemy, the sliméd East— Sin incarnated with a leprous lover! “Hoc est enim ”’—the victim! ah! my womb, My womb has borne the victim! Now I queen it To-night upon the damned—thy love makes room, My goat-head godhead, for my hecatomb ! I am thy mistress, and thy slaves have seen it ! Even as thy cold devouring kisses roll Over my corpse;…