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1907 · PDF PAGE 94

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88 GARGOYLES A FRAGMENT! In the midst of the desert of Libya, on a mound of sand, lieth a young man alone and naked. Nightfall. Nicut the voluptuous, night the chaste Spreads her dark limbs, a vaulted splendour, Above the intolerable waste. Night the august one, night the tender (Jueens it and brides it unto me. I am the soul serenely free ; I dare to seek the austere ordeal That drags the hoodwink of the Real Back from the Maker’s livid eyes Lustred with hate. At noon I came Blind in the desert, saw the sun Leap o’er the edge, a fury of flame …

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1907 · PDF PAGE 210

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…ise your voices In the inspired divine delight ! Now the sun sets; now the choice is Who rebels or who rejoices, Murmuring to the mystic night. Io! Evoe! Circle splendid ! Dance, ye maids serene and subtle ! Clotho’s task is fairly ended. Atropos, thy power is rended ! Ho, Lachesis! ply thy shuttle! Weave the human dance together With the life of rocks and trees ! Let the blue delirious weather Bind all spirits in one tether, Overwhelming ecstasies ! Io Evoe! J faint, I fall, Swoon in purple light ; the grape Drowns my spirit in its thrall. Lov…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 71

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…sume My life in thine! With gateways of old gold. gales Sing like smooth silence through the extreme perfume. Here is an amber house Far nightin- Moving, flying, exulting, on we go, Borne on blue clouds of glory. On the river, Over the mountains of the night, above The stars of the night, above the floral glow Of the sun dawning now for us for ever Who rest content in the abode of love! Lie still, O love, and let the fragrant sleep Perfume our eyelids with dew-dropping death, And silence be the witness of the will. Fall, fall, fall back in the …

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1907 · PDF PAGE 75

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…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…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 249

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244 INDEX OF FIRST LINES ‘* Listen to the Jataka!’’ said the Buddha, li, 225 Lo! in the interstellar space of night, ill, 155 Long days and nights succeeded in despair, i. 16 Look how it leaps towards the leaper’s curl, lil, 119 Love comes to flit, a spark of steel, ill. 113 Lured by the loud big-breasted courtesan, ii. 36 Lust, impotence,-and knowledge of thy soul, i, 116 MAKE me a roseleaf with your mouth, ili. 4 Man’s days are dim, his deeds are dust, i. 8 Mary, Mary, subtle and softly breathing, iii. 61 May I who know so bitterly the tedium…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 11

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…d free Beside these others. Was it fear Drove him to stand upon the bank? The Paris lights shone far and drear ; The mist was down ; the night was dank ; The Seine ran easily underneath ; The air was chill: he knew the Seine By pain would put an end to pain, And jumped,—and struggled against death, I doubt not. Ye courageous men That scorn to flee the world, ye slaves Of commerce, ye that ply the pen, That dig, and fill, and loathe your graves ! Ye counter-jumpers, clergy, Jews, All Paris, smug and good, that use To point the index scorn, derid…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 76

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…rs to move toward his bliss ! [Motse of clashing armour, ribald laughter, &°-c. Enter the Watch, R., avrunk. A WATCHMAN. Ho, boys! a gay night for thieves. FLORIMOND. Curse the sots ! [ Crouches back in the shadow. SECOND WATCHMAN. ( Szzes) The soldier’s life is short and merry, His mistress’ lips are ripe as a cherry, Then drink, drink ! The guns roar out and the swords flash clean, And the soldier sleepeth under the green, Oh, the soldier’s life for me ! But a scurvy night it is, comrades, when the streets are slippery, and the wine cold in a…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 100

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…e, My wood from the enchanted glade, My berries from the rustling bough :— Return, and eat, and sleep. Allow For me, the silence and the night 3 Life, peace ; and death, a welcome wight. SAID. THE spears of the night at her onset Are lords of the day for a while, The magical green of the sunset, The magical blue of the Nile. Afloat are the gales In our slumberous sails On the beautiful breast of the Nile. We have swooned through the midday, ex- hausted By the lips—they are whips—of the sun, The horizon befogged and befrosted By the haze and the…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 101

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… icy glimmer Shows 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! blind Our minion mind Seeks a great light, a light sufficient, light Insufferably bright, IIence hidden for an hour : imagining…

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…O my lord! JI am the most unhappy girl A the world. GLENSTRAF. Vell me about it—there, there, don’t cry! MOoLLy. *Y was but yestreen s’ennight. GLENSTRAE. A green wound is easiest cured. MOLLy. My lord, yestreen s‘ennight I was wooed and won, and ere the moonrise he deserted me. GLENSTRAE. Dear, dear! That’s bad, bad, bad, There, there, no doubt we shall be able to do something. MOLLY. My father thinks it is worse—oh, far worse! Iam to go away into service—oh ! oh! GLENSTRAE. and so you shall, my dear, so you shall. Come and live with my wife a…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 172

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…s for joy being blind. The waters widened in a pool, Broad mirror of blue light. The surface was as still and cvol As the broad-breasted night. Engraven of no mortal tool, The granite glistened white. As if to shield from mortal gaze A nymph’s immortal limbs, The shadow of the buttress stays And dips its head and swims, While moss engirdles it with grays And greens that dew bedims. Now, at the last, the western end, Most miracle of all ! The groves of rock dispart and rend Their sacred cincture-wall ; All tunes of heaven their rapture lend To m…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 183

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LIBER TERTIUS VEL LABORIS 177 But thou, O Titan ! O splendour triform ! Gloomiest dweller Of uttermost night ! My journey enlighten ! O soul of the storm! Waker and queller Of sombre delight, Hecate! hearken The soul of my prayer ! Glitter and darken Through sulphurous air ! Let the sacrifice move thee to joy, the in- voker thy glory declare In words that shall please Thy terrible peace, O speedy to save, In flames of fine fire that bedew the deepest Tartarean cave ! [/voking HECATE] O triple form of darkness! Sombre splen- dour! Thou moon unse…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 66

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…al All That was Her veil: her voice I had heard Had not large sobbing fears surged; will and word Fall Down from the black pearls of the night, down, back To night’s impearléd black ; Down, from chryselephantine wall And rose-revolving ball, Doomed, fierce through Saturn’s aeons to tear, Fraught with the glory of a dead despair. VIII. FLAVIA. I KISSED the face of Flavia fair, In the deep wet dews of dawn, And the ruddy weight of my lover’s hair Fell over me and held me there On the broad Italian lawn. And the bright Italian moon arose And cleft…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 103

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…r sensuous touch shall quit me quite : I am at swiving strain with sin— I'll touch the stars, the blood run thin From the torn breast of Night, my mother Night. Nor shall the mind revoke at ease These myriad cressets from the sun; Constrained in sober destinies Thought’s river shall its ripples run Into the one, the one, the one, the one. 1 The fundamental tone in Chinese music; supposed to be given by the Hoang-Ho river, according to Professor Rice. 2 Sacred mountain in the Himalaya, the abode of Shiva. 3 An eastern perfume. Dhammapada. VOL. I…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 224

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…r-Goddess guideth us her ship ; The sails belly out with the light. Beautiful head ! We will sing on our bed Of the beautiful law of the Night ! We are lulled by the whirr of the stars ; We are fanned by the whisper, the wind ; We are locked in unbreakable bars, The love of the spirit and mind. The infinite powers Of rapture are ours; We are one, and our kisses are kind. EXPLICIT LIBER QUARTUS

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…s off with set teeth. MOLLY goes the other way: to her enter a theatre- £oer. MOLLY. Won’t you come with me, ducky? THEATRE-GORR. Not to-night. See you some other night. MOLLY. Oh, do come, dearie ! THEATRE-GOER. No, I tell you—try Liverpool Street ! { Curfain,

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1907 · PDF PAGE 177

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…gantic phantasy. I turned to my Eurydice Evenassheturned. The faint breath glows,— The lightning of a living rose. The bright eyes gleam—night’s spotless stars Glimmering through folded nenuphars. The red mouth moves, still to the word: ‘* Ves, love!” and ‘‘yes, love!” Then I heard No sound and saw no sight—the world Folded its mighty wings, and curled Its passion round us; bade forget The joy with which our eyes were wet. All faded, folded in the bliss ; Unfolded the first fadeless kiss. Then my soul woke, not sundering lips, But winged agains…

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…l wings; In depth and in height, In darkness and light, In weakness and might, In blindness and sight, In mercy and spite, In day and in night, Averse or aright, For dule or delight, I am master of things. ORPHEUS. O mother, I fear me! The might of the lyre ! They tremble to hear me, The powers of the fire. Come near me to cheer me! Be near and inspire ! Be strength in my heart and good courage, and speed in the single desire ! The fire knows its master ! They flicker and flare, Dread dogs of disaster, Wild slaves of despair. Faster and faster—…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 248

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…, |. 64 In the brave old days, 1. 82 In the days of the spring of my being, ili, 129 In the dim porchway, 1i. 69 In the fevered days and nights, il. 195 In the grim woods, i. 36 In the heather deeply hidden, iil, 136 In the hospital bed she lay, il. 1 In the night my passion fancies, i. 175 In the sorrow of the silence of the sunset, li. 25 In the spring, in the loud lost places, iil. 211 In the storm that divides the wild night, 1. 48 In the ways of the North and the South, i. 144 Into the inmost agony of things, ili. 115 In vain I sit by Kand…

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…ow In Tartarus steep, O song of me, follow ! I flee to the deep. That word of Apollo Shall shudder and leap ; That word in the uttermost night shall awake them who know not of sleep. Ilear, O ye Three, In the innermost pit Dwellers that be! Tartarus, split ! Arise unto me For I call ye with wit Of the words that constrain and compel, of the summons ordered and fit! O daughter of Earth, Tisiphone dread, The ophidian girth, And the blood-dripping head, In hideous mirth Bring living and dead To torture! Arise! I conjure by the might of the words I…

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