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1907 · PDF PAGE 56

Collected Works (Vol. III)

…I shall not go there till I must ; And when I must—-ah, you suppose Even I must !—I hold my nose. Farewell, you filthy-minded people ! I know a stable from a steeple. Farewell, my decent-minded friends ! I know arc lights from candle-ends. Farewell! A.poet begs your alms, Will walk awhile among the palms, An honest love, a loyal kiss, Can show him better worlds than this ; Nor will he come again to yours While he knows champak-stars! from sewers. 1 The champak, one of the most beautiful of tropical flowers, has a star-shaped blossom.

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1907 · PDF PAGE 20

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…ave. It is a better love, exists Only because of these below it: Mountains loom grander in the mists: The lover’s foolish to the poet. I know. Far better strive and earn The rest you give me than remain Ever upon the heights that burn Sunward, and quite forget the plain. Beauteous and bodiless we are; __ Rapture is our inheritance ; You shine, an everlasting star, I, the rough nebula: but whence, Whither, we know not. But we know That if our joy were always so We might not know it. Strange indeed This earth where all is paradox, Pushed to the t…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 176

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… think Ye thus could play with thunder, roll Your wheels upon the world, control The stately being of a soul? Just am IT ever! Therefore know The unrevengeful law of woe That ye invoke. Thou seekest life, Child of my water! Thou a wife, Child of my sun! Draw living breath, Maiden, and gain the guerdon—death ! Thou take the wife, and risk the fate ‘Eons could hardly culminate To lose thy soul! Not two but one Are ye. Together, as the stone, The oak, the river, or the sea, Mere elements of mine be ye, Or both resolve the dreadful life, And take d…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 10

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…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 afterglow How good it is that we are dead. Will you not come? Or, where the surf Beats on the coral, and the palm Sways slowly in the eternal calm Of spring, I know a mound of turf Good for our l…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 140

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…The veil of us falling On snow-height and heather, Or hovering and scrawling Strange signs in the «ther. We hear the still voice, and we know him . we come ! We are sightless and dumb. ORPHEUS. More frail than your friends, The clouds borne above, The light of thee blends With the moon and her love. Thy spirit descends As a white-throated dove. Come forth! I invoke thee, O mist, and make me a sharer thereof ! THE MIsT. From valleys of violet My shadow hath kissed, From low-lying islet, A vision of mist, The voice of my pilot Steals soft to insi…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 77

Collected Works (Vol. III)

…leman by his clothes, and a thief by his manner, and I daresay a good fellow. [Goes to FLORIMOND and slaps him on the back.] Sir, do you know this cursed Paris? My inn, which I have lost, is the Sign of the Green Grass—I should say the Field o’ Spring--and ’tis hard by the Church of St. Anselm, that is hard by,the river, and the hardest of all is that neither church, inn, nor river can I find this devil ofa night. [Catches FLORIMOND and shakes him by the shoulder. FLORIMOND. Know you are speaking to a captain in the army of Duke Charles! Modera…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 8

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…s and mine to-day, my Queen? In dewfall of our glance hath come A chill like sunset’s in hot lands Mid iris and chrysanthemum. Well do I know the shaken sands Within the surf, the beaten bar Of coral, the white nenuphar Of moonrise stealing o’er the bay. So here’s the darkness, and the day Sinks, and a chill clusters, and I Wrap close the cloak : then is it so To-day, you rose-gleam on the snow, My own true lover? Ardently I dare not look: I never looked So: that you know. But insight keen We (laugh and) call not ‘‘ love.” crooked The light swe…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 161

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… roar, Oahu flung skywards blown in dust—and was no more— Even then immortal stands This loveliest of all lands, Lovelier even than they Know in Elysian paths, heroic bands Treading dim gardens brighter than the day, Even in his voice who is passed, and shall no pass away ! Here therefore I know Nature ; I am filled With dew not earth-distilled As I have prayed in vain, not vainly willed. Now all the earth is stilled ; But ever the monotonous sea Keeps solemn symphony, Tuning my lyre to her own melody, Not understandable in colder lands Where n…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 58

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…gher—O! how highest !— than all Their mystery: fall, O fall, Ye unavailing eagle-flights of song ! O wife ! these do thee wrong. 5. Thou knowest how I was blind ; How for mere minutes thy pure presence Was nought ; was ill-defined; A smudge across the mind, Drivelling in its brutal essence, Hog-wallowing in poetry, Incapable of thee. 6. Ah! when the minutes grew to hours, And yet the beast, the fool, saw flowers And loved them, watched the moon rise, took delight In perfumes of the summer night, Caught in the glamour of the sun, Thought all the…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 78

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…ood evening, my dear young friend. Welcome, very welcome! Come to the fire, man, and warm your- self. ‘‘ Jam satis terris nivis,”—if you know your Horace as you know your Ovid, we shall get along splendidly. [DENYS stands stupefied. A\.AIN watts, DENYs., I fear, sir, I don’t know my Ovid. [Vth the air of one primed to repeat a lesson.) I beg a thousand pardons, Monsieur. ALAIN, Don’t apologise, don’t apologise. I’ve been expecting you all the evening. DENYS, Excuse me, sir, there is some mistake— ! ALAIN. No! No! There is no mistake. Be at ease…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 175

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…rt thou, love, by what sweet name I quicken ? By whom, O love, my soul is subtly stricken? O Love, O Love, I linger On the dear word and know not any mean- ing, Nor why J chant; there is a whisper wean- ing My soul from depths I knew to depths I guess, Centred in two words only: ‘‘ Love” and * Yes.” What lyrist’s gentle finger’ Strikes out a note, a key, a chord unheard of ? What voice intones a song I know no word of? Who am I, Love, and where? What is the wonder of this troublous sing- ing ? What is the meaning of my spirit’s clinging Sull to…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 18

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…ither, shore Of far unstained eternity ! There we will rest. Beware! Beware! For I am young, and you are fair. Nay! Iam old in this, you know! Ah ! heart of God! I love you so! XXV. O WHAT pale thoughts like gum exude From smitten stem of tropic tree ! I talk of veils, who love the nude ! Witness the masterpieces three Of Rodin that make possible Life in prosaic Paris, stand About the room, its chorus swell From the irritating to the grand. Shall we, who love the naked form, The inmost truth, to ourselves fail, Take shelter from love’s lightnin…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 17

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…to stagger thought, Confuse the reason, bring to nought The rosebud, in reflecting: Hem! What beauty hath the flower and stem? Carbon we know, and nitrogen, And oxygen—are these a rose? But this though everybody knows, That this should be the same for men They know not. Death may decompose, Reduce to primal hyle perchance— I shall not do it in advance! So let the accidental fact That these are women, fall away To black oblivion: be the pact Concluded firm enough to-day, Not thus to err. So you are not In essence or in function one With these, t…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 141

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…e, Where wind came between ; Winter is mad of me, Earth is my queen ; Meadows are clad of me, Above, I am queen. Nestled in green. These know thee; I know thee, O master, As pearls in the cloudland I slept; but I hear I hear and obey. | the loud call ; I follow thy lyrical sway. I obey it and fall! ORPHEUS. : ORPHEUS. O tenderest child Rain’s guerdon and daughter And phantom of day ! : By sunlight’s spies Gleam fitful and wild . Divided in water, On the flowery way ! O light-stream, arise ! Blue skies reconciled Seven petals that slaughter To t…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 48

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…o to me and more also if I look at a woman again, What a fool I have been ! GLENSTRAE. Ah, my boy, you will keep clear of the old ones, [know. (Zzd¢er a footman.) These blinds down ! (Zhe maz obeys.) But a tasty little morsel like your Molly—your first love. —Eh, my lad? There; there, don’t be angry ! Srr PERcY. You disgust me. [Zhe footman turns to go. Pshaw ! GLENSTRAE (0 footian). Wait ! (Zo Sir Percy.) Would you tell her sor Sir PERcy. If I deigned speech. GLENSTRAE. fora moment. (Lait servazt.) After which I shall leave you for an hour, my…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 139

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LIBER PRIMUS VEL CARMINUM 133 Ruthless, fearless, Their forces that wander Imperial, peerless, No God-voice know they ! Creep I or climb. Their bridals they squander ! Nought withstands me, Unknown is their way ! Bursts me or brands me ; The sky’s heart? beyond her Nor Ileaven commands me, Sweet bosom they stray. Nor Space, nor Time. Shall these then obey me and hear? Shall Above, the supernal ! Below, the infernal ! Of all am I master. On Earth, the diurnal ! In all things eternal ! Life, love, or disaster ! Abiding unshaken, I sleep and I wak…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 182

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… the blackness below They go in confusion; - With my soul aglow. Their place is not found. No taint of a fear ! The air hath eaten For I know, I know With wide-gaping jaws Eurydice near, A furious folk. Eurydice here! The purpose divine Thrills my soul as wine. NowI pass to the soul of the dark, confront- ing the innermost shrine. . Lost is the cause In Tartarean smoke. I, through the wall Of impassable gloom, Apart from the sun, Pass as a ghost, Hail to ye, warders Bearing the lyre. That guard the borders The sad notes fall Of Hades! All hail …

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1907 · PDF PAGE 81

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…“ Beware of thy lynx- eyed uncle ”—me—ah ! yes? DENYS. Sir, do you take me for the pernicious idiot that wrote that stuff? ALAIN. Sir, I know that there is a lady and a letter and a door and—a marriage. [udicating the appropriate four guarters of the universe. DENYS. And a sword. If it de broken— ALAIN. Lnteger vite scel— DENYS. I know ¢hat tag at least. [ALAIN claps his hands, walks toward door behind DENYS. The arras swings back and armed men appear. ALAIN. O mator tandem parcas, insane, minort. DENYS. A truce to all this theatrical folly, Mo…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 39

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…y pale). Is this your writing? ANGELA. Oh shame! shame! shame! Tell me you have not read it, Sir Percy ! Str Percy. Some I did read— How know you my name? ANGELA. I read it in my heart. O but I am ashamed to speak to you! Or would be were not that name as a brand to blot out all feeling from me for evermore. SIR PERCY (aside). How she speaks! singing. (Aloud.) Indeed, I read too far, It is indeed an angel ANGELA. Pity me! Sir PERCY. Dear lady, the joy to know, and so per- fectly to express such love is enough. ANGELA. You mock me! That girl—do …

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1907 · PDF PAGE 143

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…ve’s wild wake! O THE WATERSPOUTS. Whirling over miles of ocean, Lowering o’er the solemn sea, Hears our life the deep commotion That we know—thy witchery. Wheeling, hating, fearing ever As we thunder o’er the deep, Death alone our path can sever, Death our guerdon if we weep. We obey thee, we are with thee! Wilt thou ! never let us sleep? ORPHEUS. © rolled on the river By might of the moon, Ye tremble and quiver, Ye shudder and swoon ! The cities ye shiver : The ships know your tune. Come forth! I invoke ye, O rivers, I have Come forth! I invo…

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