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…d as deeply as my poor!instruct you in the Mysteries of Eleusis, powers allow: but the text is decipherable!oh ye brave hearts, and cool eyes, and only under the stars by one who hath|trembling lips! I will put a live coal upon drunken of the dew of the moon. Under the stars will I go forth, my brothers, and drink of that lustral dew: I will return, my brothers, when I have seen God face to face, and read within those eternal eyes the secret that shall make you free. END OF your lips, and flowers upon your eyes, and a sword in your hearts, and …
1907 · PDF PAGE 106
…eat me so? One day your passion slake itself some- how, Seek vigour from another murder? No! You harlot, for I mean to kill you—now. THE EYES OF PHARAOH. DEAD Pharaoh’s eyes from out the tomb Burned like twin planets ruby-red. Enswathed, enthroned, the halls of gloom Echo the agony of the dead. Silent and stark the Pharaoh sate : No breath went whispering, hushed or scared. Only that red incarnate hate Through pylon after pylon flared. As in the blood of murdered things The affrighted augur shaking skries Earthquake and ruinous fate of kings, F…
1907 · PDF PAGE 69
…r through the dusk of sense Avails the monotone omnipotence. Steady, in one crescent tune, Rises the virgin moon 3 And from the depth of eyes flooded with love Shines ecstasy thereof. Words pass and are not heard. The ear, awake Only for its master’s individual sake, Strains only for three whispered songs, Hears naught beside, interprets silence so, Till liquid melodies of music flow “T love you.” We afford to wait; who longs That knows ? is full. And we know; for the moon Steals in the ambient aura of delight That quivering ray intense and coo…
1907 · PDF PAGE 164
…k to me! . There is not one sweet sigh of all the old Let me as yet lament not! Let me stoop !— | sighs— Those eyelids droop | Open your eyes! Not with mere death, but dreams, Eurydice! Not one warm breath of the young breast: Come back to me! | no sleep | Could be so deep. O you that were my lover and my wife! The last pale lotus opens to the skies. Come back to life! | Open your eyes ! Come back, breathe softly from the breast of Lift the blue eyelids under the deep lashes Till one light flashes! old . These arms enfold. Wake with one supreme…
1907 · PDF PAGE 201
…y hair ! ALECTO. His blood shall drip For sweet warm juice on my decaying lip. ‘TISIPHONE. My fearful wings enfold him ! ALECTO. My foul eyes Hold his in terror ! MEGAERA, All my agonies Crawl in his vitals! TISIPHONE, He is mine, mine, mine! Pour forth of Thebes’ abominable wine ! Mine, O thou god, detested and adored ! MEGA:RA. Mine! he is mine! my lover and my lord ! ALECTO. Mine! Iam in his shape! MEG-ERA. Despair! Dispute Never my passion ! TISIPHONE. Sisters ! I am the livid agony that starts Damp on his brow ; the horror in his heart’s E…
1907 · PDF PAGE 153
…ght, with flicker- ing hair Blown o’er the sweet looks of the fair child- face, Like willows drooping o’er the liquid mere, Whence timid eyes look far, Even where her kisses are Awaited by the tender mother lips, Earth’s, that is lonely and old, Grown sad, fearful, and cold With bitter winter and the sun’s eclipse ; So the child slips From bough to bough between the weep- ing trees, And with frail fingers smooths and touches them. They murmur in their sleep: the moonlight dips And laughs, seeing how young buds catch life from these Child-kisses…
1907 · PDF PAGE 119
VARIOUS MEASURES 113 Thou wast proud of thy beauty: the burden of beauty was hid From thy eyes: how is’t now with thee, now? By the sweat dropping slow From the brows of thy anguish, we see what the weight of it did To the patient despair of the brain. no God strike a blow? Shall no hero be found the unbearable burden to rid? And if these be extinct—’tis a fiend that laughs eager and low: “* Shall beauty avail thee, Caryatid ?” Shall JEUNE MERE SURELY the secret whisper of sweet life Shakes in the shell-ear murmurous memories Of the old wonder …
1907 · PDF PAGE 191
…hroats of anguish notes of triumph borrow At my loud strain’s unprofitable sound. For who are ye? Poor judges of the dead, In your stern eyes the sadness is mine own, Mingled with sense that all your forces dread Are vain to take the spirit from one stone. I would have called to ye in wild strong joy; ** Arise, O Lords of Justice, and be girt With lightnings, and be ardent to destroy This Fool’s creation and to heal its hurt !’? Ye are vain, But yet the damned With swift annihilation Alas! poor powers ! rejoice Hearing the splendour, prophet in…
1907 · PDF PAGE 10
… voice shall climb and crash, Scourge liars with tongue’s lightning lash, Through ranks of smitten tyrants drive, Till bosoms heave, and eyes outflash, And it is good to be alive. He shall ride off at dawn, and we Shall look upon our life again 3; You old, and all your beauty be Broken, and mine a broken brain. Yet we shall know; delighting still In the sole laughter death derides In vain; the indomitable will, Still burning in the spirit, guides Our hearts to truth ; we see, we know How foolish were the things he said, And answer in the afterg…
1907 · PDF PAGE 96
… forth, free among men, With just a notebook and a pen. fool ! AU CAVEAU DES INNOCENTS. Oct, 28, 1904. NiGut, like a devil, with lidless eyes, Stands avenging over the Halls. Sleep there is none, for day awaits Tokens of toil; there is none that dies, Death being rest; there is none that calls, Voice being human; only the Fates Rattle the dice at a sombre game, Game without goal of peace or fame. Sinister, sombre, horrors and hates Lurk in the shadows, under the walls. Light deceives, and the darkness lies. Love there is none; he is child of pe…
1907 · PDF PAGE 18
…h husk of form and name, Leave of the dross a little ash, One button of pure fused gold Identical—O floral hour ! That were the bliss no eyes behold, But Christ’s delighted bridal dower Assuming into God the Church. But—oh ! these nudes of Rodin! I Drag one more linnet from its perch That sang to us, and sang a lie. Did Rodin strip the clothes, and find A naked truth fast underneath? Never! Where lurks the soul and mind? What is the body but a sheath? Did he ply forceps, scalpel, saw, Tear all the grace of form apart, Intent to catch some final…
1907 · PDF PAGE 97
… you fooled the lot of us— Your spell is cracked within the ring! Behold How Christ with clay worth more than any gold Cleared the man’s eyes! amorous Is blinded with the horror of the truth He sees this moment. Foolish prostitute ! You slacked your kiss upon the sodden youth In some excess of confidence, decay Of care to hold him—can I tell you which? Down goes the moon—one sees the howling bitch ! The salmon you had hooked in fin and gill You reel unskilfully—he darts away. Alas! you devil, but vou hold me still ! So the blind III. QO first a…
1907 · PDF PAGE 123
…7 So swift the air she seems to skim One’s senses dazzle ; wonder glows Warm in one’s veins like love-—who knows? One follows till one’s eyes are dim My little lady light 0’ limb. LAGE D’ATIRAIN. FRESH in the savage vivour of the time, The golden youth stands in the golden prime, Erect, acute, astrain. We look and long For those bronze lips to blossom into song. He is silent. We reflect. Ourselves grown old Yearn somewhat toward that sensuous glow of gold. All this is folly. Rodin made him so, Evoked the strength, the goodliness, the glow. The …
1907 · PDF PAGE 140
… shifted, My love is withdrawn, I hear the sweet feet of my God; I know him; I fall In tears at his call. ORPHEUS., Cold lips and chaste eyes Of frost-fall that leap, That shake from the skies On the earth in her sleep Kiss nuptial, arise As the lyre-strings sweep ! Come forth! I invoke thee, O frost, the valleys await thee and weep. THE FRosr. So silent and wise In her cerement clothes, So secretly lies My soul in my snows ; I awake, I arise, For my spirit now knows The first time in her eyes That a voice may unclose My petals: I hear it; I co…
1907 · PDF PAGE 39
…y dove, my star, my— Ah !—I hurt you! (Aszde.) O beast ! What is this doubt ? ANGELA (very close to him). I hear another anthem in those eyes. By God, lad, you are wonderful ! Sir PERCY What would you say? VOL. III. 33 ANGELA. What would I not do? Listen, I am Angela, Lady Baird. I am rich. That wealth now for the first time yields me some pleasure. The moon rises late, after ten o’clock: you shall come with me. We are—neigh- bours, are we not? You shall come to my castle, I say; there I will prepare all for you and your young bride: my chaplai…
1907 · PDF PAGE 109
…t And frowned upon the West. Then the man sighed, as if to say : The glow of life is gone away. At this the rusty and wroth released His eyes against the East. Then the man touched his navel, as He felt his life thence pass. Also he smote his spine; the base Of life burnt up apace. Then rose the many-coloured sage ; He was right sad with age. With him arose the ruddy and fair ; He was right debonair, They twain to upper air and lower Advanced the eyes of power. Ay! but above the dead man’s head A lotus-flower was spread. Thence dripped the Amri…
1907 · PDF PAGE 128
122 RODIN IN RIME NABUCHADNOSOR. SENSELESS the eyes: the brow bereft of sense. Hunger is on the throne of pride; and naught Fills the gray battlefield of ancient thought, The market places of intelligence, Save need and greed ; whose royal words incense The jealous God of Israel is distraught. No jewels in the casket nobly wrought. The shrine is grand; the god is ravished thence. On clawing hands and hardened knees the King Exists, no more; is it a little thing? King Demos, hear my parable! We pass, We poets, see you grovel at our feet, Despise…
1907 · PDF PAGE 40
…re I call you Percy? SiR PERcY. If I may call you Angela. ANGELA. Love, Percy (she lays one hand on his shoulder and looks deeply in his eyes), is wit, and laughter, and wisdom; all of love, and in it; but love without these is a mawkish, moonish distemper of folly—and will pass. I shall not pass, my love!—Ah! you feel my breath upon your face |! Sir PERcY. ~Yes—do not! ANGELA. I shall do so—you dare not move away from me! I have you? No? Ah, Percy, Percy, will you break a heart that only beats for you? Sir PERCY. You woo so well that I think y…
1907 · PDF PAGE 45
…n urgent wing ! Let me be silent, and my silence sing Throughout the idle, the luxurious night ! [Tow soft she breathes! Elow tender Her eyes beam down on me! How slender [fer pale, her golden body lies! Even asleep the dark long lashes move, And the eyes see. She dreams of me, of love, Of all these bridal ecstasies That have been ours this month, this month of joy. I am a foolish boy ; Did not the golden starred Ambassador Come like a father to me and implore I would look straight on truth? ‘“ This is no love-sick youth !” He cried, ‘she is ni…
1907 · PDF PAGE 183
… of thy wolves! I hear The howling of the hounds about thy form, Who comest in the terror of thy storm, And night falls faster ere thine eyes appear Glittering through the mist. O face of woman unkissed Save by the dead whose love is taken ere they wist ! Thee, thee I call! Odire one! O divine! I, the sole mortal, seek thy deadly shrine, Pour the dark stream of blood, A sleepy and reluctant river Even as thou drawest, with thine eyes on mine, To me across the sense-bewildering flood That holds my soul for ever ! The night falls back ; The shado…