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LYRICAL AND DRAMATIC. The toiling woman and assure our path Through this foul hell. And now the very air Is thick with cold wet horrors. With my sword Trenchant, that tore their scaly essences— Like Lucian’s sailor writhing in the clutch Of those witch-vines—I slashed about like light, And noises horrible of death devoured The hateful suction of their clinging arms And wash of slipping bellies. Presently Sense failed, and Nothing! | Bye-and-bye we woke In a most beautiful canoe of pearl Lucent on lucent water, in a sun That was the heart of spr…
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…ve where the sea Is ebony with sleep, and though the wind Pierces the marrow, since it is the word Of the Almighty, and cuts through the air That may not stay its fury, with a cold Nipping and chill, it is not in the wind ; Nor though the thunder broke, or flashed the fire From all the circle of eternity, Were that the reason ; for thou shudderest To hear the Voice of Love; it is no voice That men may hear, but an intensest rich Silence, that silence when man waits to hear The faintest vibrance in the smitten air, And, if he hear not, die; but …
1899 · PDF PAGE 191
…l men despise her: a woman once found Joy in the kisses whereby she was drowned, Love in her death to discover. I, in the pzan of earth, air, and ocean, Join and laugh loud for the love of my heart; Throbs the loud air with my throes of emotion ; Love hath prevailed with the adamant dart Poisoned, a tooth of a snake ; They shall grow in my breast and divide me with longing Dead and asleep and awake.
1899 · PDF PAGE 159
…r things that are or were, Nor death, nor sorrows fated, May leave their sweet abated, With thy bright spirit mated, White warden of the air.
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96 MYSTERIES: Born of our own selves. These, grown furious At dispossession by the subtle air, Contend with us, who know the agony Of half life drawn out lingering, who groan Eaten as if by worms, who dash ourselves Vainly against the ethereal essences That make our boat, who vainly strive to cast Our stricken bodies over the pale edge And drop and end it all. No nerve obeys; But in the torn web of our brains is born The knowledge that release is higher yet. So, lightened of the devils that possessed In myriad hideousness our earthier lives, Wi…
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…rough the foam of waters that enclose Their sweet salt bosoms, through the summer rose, Through flowers of fatal fire, through fields of air That summer squanders, ere the bright moon bare Her maiden bosom, through the kissing gold Where lovers’ lips are molten, and breasts hold Their sister bodies, and deep eyes are wed, And fire of fire enflowers the sacred head Of mingling passion, through the silent sleep Where love sobs out its life, and new loves leap To being, through the dawn of all new things, There burns an angel: whose amazing wings …
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… and at even Year after year, will be true now we are speaking of heaven. Breezes caress me and creep Over the world to admire it; Sweet air shall sigh me to sleep, Softly my lips shall respire it, Lying half-closed with a kiss ready for who shall desire it.
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… vast Regions hold The immortal mind that hath forsook Her mansion in this fleshly nook ; _ And of those Dzemons that are found In fire, air, flood, or under ground, Whose power hath a true content With Planet, or with Element. Some time let Gorgeous Tragedy In Sceptr'd Pall come sweeping by.” Il Penseroso.
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194 MYSTERIES: A VALENTINE, ’98. HE sea laughs jewels, on her breast The sunbeams bear Children most delicately drest, Gold flowers and fair. The blue sea sparkles in the noon, At dusk is free, - At midnight does the sacred moon Embrace the sea. And on the land the woods are green, A wild bird’s note Shrills till the air trembles between His beak and throat. And up through blue and gold and black The shivering sound Rushes ; no echo murmurs back From sky or ground. In the loud agony of song The moon is still ; , The wind drops down the shore al…
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…And put to proof The skill of him that steeled thee! Freedom! Set As never yet Thy straining sides for freedom! Gallant mare! The frosty air Kindles the blood within us as we race. O love! Thy face Flames with the passion of our happy speed! The noble steed Pashes the first gold limit of the sand. Ah love, thy hand! We win, no foot pursuing spans the brow! Yes, kiss me now ! .
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JEPHTHAH. 57 SEMICHORUS II. With hearts infused of fire, Eyes clear with many waters, With lips to air that quire, We, earth’s desirous daughters, Lift up the song of triumph, sound the lutes of our desire! Elohim ! SEMICHORUS I. With branches strewn before us, And roses flung In all the ways, we chorus With throat and tongue The glory of our warrior sires whose victor swords restore us Jephthah! SEMICHORUS II. With angels vast and calm That keep his way, With streams of holy balm, The prayers of them that pray, We go to bring him home and rais…
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…EMICHORUS OF MAIDENS I. The conqueror rides at last To home, to love; The victory is past, The white-wing dove Sails through the crystal air of eve with a pzan deep and vast. Jephthah! SEMICHORUS OF MAIDENS II. Forth, maidens, with your hands White with new lilies ! Forth, maidens, in bright bands, Virgins whose one sweet will is To sing the victory of our God in all sky-girdled lands! Elohim! SEMICHORUS I. With dancing feet, and noise Of timbrels smitten, With tears and tender joys, With songs unwritten, With music many-mouthed, with robes in …
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… HEARING THE MUSIC OF BRAHMS AND TSCHAIKOWSKY. To C. G. LAMB. Y soul is aching with the sense of sound Whose angels trumpet in the angry air; Wild mznads with their fiery snakes enwound In the black waves of my abundant hair. Now hath my life a little respite found In the brief pauses exquisite and rare; In the strong chain of music I am bound And all myself before myself lies bare. Drown me, oh, drown me in your fiery stream! Wing me new visions, fierce enchanting birds ! Peace is less dear than this delirious fight! For all the glowing fragra…
1899 · PDF PAGE 195
…redeeming pain. Here cruel winds and biting Descend upon the wold ; Here frost and snow are smiting The sons of earth with cold. The raw air steams and shivers Above the sluggish rivers, And birds are dumb, the givers Of melodies untold. Here death has quite forgotten An eager lover waits To pass in yonder rotten Black boat his icy gates. He will not free his lover Till Proserpine discover How near he hangs above her, And yearns towards the Fates. Nor life nor death will hear him, Nor God nor Satan aid ; Though Love no more endear him, Nor Pass…
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…, On freemen’s praises feed thee, Who chorus full, “ God speed thee, Live lyre of Liberty !” And me, ah! float above me Unseen in limpid air, Sing ever, “ Love me, love me,” Or ever I despair. The longings thou hast given With death and dust have striven And risen doubly fair.
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…on the mountains pour. The limit of the snows is bright ; As spears that glitter shine the hills ; The foaming forehead of the light All air with cloudy fragrance fills ; And, born of desolation blind, The young sweet summer burns behind. The Altar of the Lord is set With salt and fire and fervid wine, And toward the east the light is let For shadow for the holiest shrine : One moment hangs the fire of dawn Until the sacrament be sworn. Behold, the priest, our captain, takes The sacred robes, the crown of gold, The light of other sunlight break…
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…-and-bye The sward of our delicate pillow, , Eveline Where the mosses deliciously lie For the sward of our delicate pillow. For a bride fairer far than the flower Is the couch spread by fingers of even, The blossom of apples for bower, Its roof-tree the sapphires of heaven, Eveline ! For the bride of the mystical hour, Its roof-tree the sapphires of heaven ! With songsters the heavy sweet air Is trembling and sighing and shimmering, With meteors magically fair The sky is ecstatically glimmering, Eveline ! With splendour and subtlety rare The sk…
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…n. Alone I wait, a figure turned to stone (Or salt for pain). A week ago Thine arms had held me, now I know Far off they clasp the empty air: Note.—The scene of this poem is a little spinney near the wooden bridge in Love Lane, Cambridge.
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…et that flit upon the windy way Twin fawns, the daughters of the rosy day. Behold, the arms of her desire Wave, weave, and wander in the air, Vines life-endued by subtle fire So quick and comely, curving bare ; The white diaphanous attire Floats like a spirit pale and fair ; The dance is woven of the breeze, the tune Is like the ocean silvered by the moon. Behold the maidens following, And every one is like a flower, Or like an ewe lamb of the king That comes from water at the hour Of even. See, the dancers swing Their censers ; see, their tres…
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52 JEPHTHAH. Descending flames, and perfumes teem divine, And all the air grows one pale fume of wine. Their songs, their purity, their peace, Glide slowly in the arms of God; His lips assume their sanctities, His eyes perceive the period Of woven webs of lutes at ease, e And measures by pure maidens trod, Till, like the smoke of mountains risen at dawn, The cloud-veils of the Ain are withdrawn. | Pure spirits rise to heaven, the bride. Pure bodies are as lamps below. The shining essence, glorified With fire more cold than fresh-fallen snow, An…