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THE FIFTEENTH DAY “ Were kisses all the joys in bed, One woman would another wed.” Sonnets to Sundry Notes of Music. Another day rose of unceasing fire : Kisses made monstrous for their sterile storm Maddening with sea-sounds, as of lute or shawm Fluting and clashing in extreme desire ; The silly “ Thus far and no farther,” nigher Each hour to break (poor arbitrary form !) As each kiss bade our bodies wed and warm Give love one chance before its wave retire. Not so : this trial was the tiniest Man ever knew, confronted afterward With giant fear…
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…er go, both weeping, both enough Heart-broken : no farewell went ever through— Words came not : only ever : “ I love you ! ” With broken kisses and stained cheeks of love. So all day long and half the night we wandered Down deep lanes and in gardens, like lost souls. Strong kisses that had surfeited a score Of earthly bridals in an hour we squandered ; And tears like fire, and looks like burning coals, Without a word passed on for evermore. 91
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…e : Ambrosia feeds not men ; nepenthe’s sip Is only for a moment : then we dip Back to the earth and leave the bed sublime, And tune our kisses to a terrene rhyme. So, once again before we left the ship With right good will our bodies cling and slip, And the life’s flame sinks as the kisses climb. There never has been such a supreme kiss Since heaven and earth began to be as this ! Doubt nothing of it ! yet our spirits knew Its savour was as roses fallen to dust : Our proper food was of Selenian dew, And love without a battle conquered lust. 78
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…ft of Aurorean dew ; Dreams shapen of flames that encumber The shrine of the morn in the blue ; Flames shapen of lips that outnumber our kisses anew. 52
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…ey fall into the tide Of fallen things. Me, me, O meek-browed bride, Horrible faces hide And devilish wings. Me the grim harpies hold In kisses slaver-cold, Mute serpent-shapes of gold With serpent stings. The dreadful bridal won, The demon banquet done, My flesh let loose :— Rises a strange red sun, A sight to slay or stun ; Sepulchral dews Fall from the rayless globe, Whose sightless fingers probe My golden-folded robe, My soul’s misuse. 6
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…, As drifts a nenuphar Down lilied creeks. Beyond the heavens I see The pale embroidery Of some wan child Waster by earth and sea, Whose kisses were too free, Too swift and wild ; A Maenad’s floating tress Lost in the wilderness Of death’s or my caress, Discrowned, defiled. 4
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And in the desperate pang And subtle stroke and fang Of hateful kisses Whence devilish laughter sprang, Close on me with a clang The brazen abysses The leopard-coloured paw Strikes, and the cruel jaw Hides me in the glutless maw— Crown of ten blisses ! For all the vision world Is closed on me and curled Into the deep Of my slow soul, and hurled Through lampless lands, and furled, Sharp folds and steep : Till all unite in one, Seven planets in the sun, And I am deeplier done Into full sleep. 8
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…ely we are as dead, we loving so, So bitterly, so keenly : let no breath Persuade us we are living and must die ! Better believe eternal kisses flow Under the strong rude current miscalled death, The lotus-river where our bodies lie ! 84
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THE DAY WITHOUT A NUMBER “ O never shall the sun that morrow see.” Macbeth. We lost a day ! Nor kisses, nor regret, Nor fear, nor pain, nor anything at all ! The day was lost, evanished past recall, That saw no sunrise, never saw sun set— For East and West invisibly were met In gateways neither glad nor musical Nor melancholy nor funereal. Nought is there to remember nor forget. Yet in my westward journey many hours I stole, and now must pay them back again. I plucked not one flower, but an hundred flowers ; I bore an hundred passions in my bra…
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…ixing in me there The while I waited : then I glided light (Clad in the swart robe of an eremite) Across the passage and, all unaware My kisses underneath the veil of vair Woke her : she turned and sighed and held me tight. Her child slept gently on the farther side. But we took danger by the throat, despised All but the one sole splendour that we prized ; And she, whose robe was far too slight to hide The babe-smooth breasts, was far to frail to cover Her heart’s true fire and music from her lover. 54
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… glad desire that went and came. “ I charge you in the very name of love.” Quoth she : “ We have all day to steal below And snatch short kisses out of danger’s throat. Why beg you night : is not the day enough ?” But I : “ The night is panting and aglow to feel our hair distraught and limbs afloat.” 72
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…heart grew tears : we were good friends again. Therefore at night I added nothing new : Only a little while I lay with her And with mere kisses sucked her soul away, And made my banquet of immortal dew, Demanding nothing but to minister To her desire until the dawn grew grey. 69
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…n breasts of fire ; Of deaths, not fluctuants, of desire ; Of molten lava that abides Deep in the vast volcanic sides ; Deep scars where kisses once bit in Below young mountains that be twin, Stigmata cruciform of sin, The diary of Messaline. The moving mountains crater-crowned ; The valleys deep and silver-bound ; The girdle treacherously wound ; One violet-crest mounded mole, 11
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…ake, O sweet soul incorporate of tears ! Or else dream on and let no tears begem Love’s crown of thorns, ensanguine diadem, But let pale kisses blossom, starry shrine Of lips most deathlike, that endure divine Past sleep’s, or parting’s, or death’s spoil of them In the pomegranate walks of Proserpine ! 86
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… sweet well-water rising in the well, Strong steep black currents thrust up, flooding, welling, Into the moonlight, swift, adorable,— So kisses cluster, so our bosoms swelling Abide and dwell. . . . . . . . 63
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About that citadel of hell ; A soft lewd flavour, an obscene Mysterious self of Messaline. Or, in the kisses that swoop low To catch my breath and kill me so, I feel the ghostliness of this Unreal shuttle-game—the kiss ! Her moving body sobs above, And calls its lechery true love. Out from the flame of heart she plucks One flower of fiery light, and sucks Its essence up within her lips, And flings it into mine, and dips And bends her body, writhes and swims To link the velvet of our limbs, My drouthy passion worn and keen, And lusty life of Mes…
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…ew her down reluctant to my heart, When night was silence and my bed the gloom. So without sin we took strange sacrament, Whose wine was kisses, and whose bread the flower Of fast and fervent cleaving breast to breast. As lily bends to lily we were bent, Not as mere man to woman : all the dower Of martyred Virgins crowned our dangerous quest. 44
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…life, the tempestuous lyre ! O dawn of my dawn that reposes and darts in desire ! And death and its portals are rifted, Life listens our kisses that weep ; Love hears, and his measure is shifted, Grows solemn and deadly and deep ; Love’s ship droops its sails and is drifted in silence to sleep. 51
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…ield you From eyes that with love are aflame, No darkness, but light, as you yield you To love that is stronger than shame, No music but kisses, that pealed you their paean, proclaim : 50