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1899 · PDF PAGE 245

Jephthah and Other Mysteries

LYRICAL AND DRAMATIC, With a living ecstasy of music Till the whole creation echo, echo, Echo till the tune dissolve the heavens? Still song lingers ; lamely from the lute-string Steals a breath of melody; the forest Treasures in its glades the sighs I utter. Yet I may be happy, storing honey Lover's lips hold, gathering the sunlight Eyes and hair have kept for me, delighting In the bells far-off, in yonder thrushes, In the tawny songster of the forest, In the stream’s song, in the words of passion Ringing true and deep and most enduring, Echoe…

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1899 · PDF PAGE 111

Jephthah and Other Mysteries

…f winds, the land .of foam, The palace of the waves, the house of rain, Deeper than ocean, dark As dawn before the lark Flings his sharp song to skyward, and is fain To light his lampless.eyes At the flower-folded skies Where stars are hidden in the blue, £0 fill His beak with star-dropt dew, His little heart anew With love and song to swell it to his will ; Holy as heaven, the place Before the golden face Of God is very silent at the dawn. The even keel is keen To flash the waves between, But no soft moving current is withdrawn : We float upon…

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1899 · PDF PAGE 156

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…o draw me From moods of dreamy dread. O wingéd passion! traveller Too near to God ta see ! O lyrical unraveller Of knotted life to me! O song! O shining river Ofthought and sound! O giver Of goodly words of glee! — Like to a star that singeth, — A flower that incense bringeth, A love-song of the free ! Oh f let me sing thy glories While spring winds whisper stories Of winter past, whose shore is Beyond a shoreless sea. Spring, with the sea for raiment — Adorned with winds of night ; Summer, with fruit for payment Of a sun’s kiss too bright ; Au…

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1899 · PDF PAGE 12

Jephthah and Other Mysteries

xii DEDICATION. That even my song may pierce the iron night, Invoking dawn in thy great name, O Master! Till to the stainless heaven of the soul Even my chariot-wheels on thunder roll. And so, most sacred soul, most reverend head, The silence of deep midnight shall be bound, And with the mighty concourse of the dead That live, that contemplate, my place be found, Even mine, through all the seasons that are shed Like leaves upon the darkness, where the sound Of all high song through calm eternity Shall beat and boom, thine own maternal sea. For …

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1899 · PDF PAGE 159

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LYRICAL AND DRAMATIC. 137 The joys thy song createth No languorous spirit sateth, Nor 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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1899 · PDF PAGE 21

Jephthah and Other Mysteries

…e-risen from the rod, A goodlier godhead than the broken God ; Uniting all the universe in this Music more musical than breezes’ kiss, A song more potent than the sullen sea, The triumph of the freedom of the free, One stronger song than thrilled the rapturous birth Of stars and planets and the mother, earth ; As lovers, calling lovers when they die, Strangle death’s torture in love’s agony; As waters, shaken by the storm, that roar, Sea unto sea; as stars that burn before The blackness; as the mighty cry of swords Raging through battle, for it…

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1899 · PDF PAGE 174

Jephthah and Other Mysteries

…l love and music and sweet rhyme. Follow thou him! Work ever, if thy heart Be fervent with one hope, thy brain with art, | Thy lips with song, thine arm with strength to smite : Achieve some act; its name shall not depart. Christ laid Love’s corner-stone, and Cesar built The tower of glory; Sappho’s life was spilt _ From fervent lips the torch of song t’ ignite : Thou mayst add yet a stone—if but thou wilt. And yet the days stream by; night shakes the day From his pale throne of purple, to allay The tremors of the earth ; day smiteth dark With …

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1899 · PDF PAGE 213

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…r, And, if he hear not, die; but we who love Are beyond death, and therefore may commune In that still tongue; it is the holy speech And song of stars and sun; nor is it marred By one dissentient tremor of the air That girds the earth, but in lone zther spreads ' Its song; but now I turn to thee, whose eyes Blaze on me with such look as flesh and blood May never see and live ; for so it burns

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1899 · PDF PAGE 180

Jephthah and Other Mysteries

…nd binds my love in its desirous bands, And clutches at my heart, until there stands No fibre yet unshaken, while it wreaks In one sharp song the agony of weeks, And all my soul and body understands. The music changes, and I know that here, In these new melodies, a tongue of fire Leaps at each waving of the silver spear; And all my sorrow dons delight’s attire Because the gate of Heaven is so near, And I have comprehended my desire.

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1899 · PDF PAGE 216

Jephthah and Other Mysteries

…hroat. 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 along ; Night hath her will.

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1899 · PDF PAGE 155

Jephthah and Other Mysteries

…men may love or sorrow, Their moods thy music borrow To bid them live or die. | So sweet, so sad, so lonely, In silent noontide only Thy song-wings float and lie On cloud-foam scarred and riven By God’s red lightnings shriven, And quiet hours are given To him that lingers nigh. Fain would I linger near thee Amid the poppies red, Forget this world, and hear thee As one among the dead, Amid the daffadillies, Red tulips and white lilies, Where daisies’ tears are shed

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1899 · PDF PAGE 79

Jephthah and Other Mysteries

…S 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 raise to Thee our holy psa…

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1899 · PDF PAGE 219

Jephthah and Other Mysteries

…happy; bards shall sing The English wife. And thou, forget thou that my mouth ‘Has ever clung | To flame of hell ; that of the south The songs I sung. Forget that I have trampled flowers, And worn the crown Of thorns of roses in the hours So long dropped down. Forget, O white-faced maid, that I Have dallied long In classic bowers and mystery Of classic song. Eros and Aphrodite now I can forget, Placing upon thy maiden brow Love’s coronet.

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1899 · PDF PAGE 78

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56 JEPHTHAH. To sleep. But look toward the southern sky; It is my father. Let us go to him, Maidens, with song and gladness of full hearts. SEMICHORUS 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…

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1899 · PDF PAGE 131

Jephthah and Other Mysteries

…flame. She is like a maiden covered with lilies; your lilies have kissed roses, ESME. And when the moon’s light fails, the light of your song. PERCY. Let that light be drawn from Heaven too. ESME. Oh, Percy, I am so glad, so glad ! PERCY. Esmé ! ESME. When will you begin your great poem—now ? PERCY [as 2f tn pain). Ah! my poem. I am in despair! It is so great,

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1899 · PDF PAGE 197

Jephthah and Other Mysteries

…by of fears. A hope and a beginning Of sweet long days of sinning, While graying hairs and thinning Mark the unnoticed years. A time for song and laughter, And tender tears that fall ; A time to think of after, One long sweet festival ; A time for love and gladness, For life and hope and madness, And scarce a tinge of sadness To sanctify it all. Then we may yet, together, Indwell the land of bliss ; In blue unclouded weather By some new Salmacis. A land where Love engages Life sweeter than the sage’s, Where cling we through the ages In one immo…

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1899 · PDF PAGE 97

Jephthah and Other Mysteries

… the faulty alike are the guests of these amorous shades ; ‘The hour of Love flickers and falters and fades. Oh, listen, my love, to the song of the brook, its murmurs and cadences, trills and low chords ; Hark to its silence, that prelude of wonder ringing at last like the clamour of swords That clash like the wrath of the warring of lords.

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1899 · PDF PAGE 176

Jephthah and Other Mysteries

154 MYSTERIES: An idle song it was the poet sang, A quavering note—no brazen kettle’s clang, But gentle, drooping, tearful. But achieve! I can remember how the finish rang Clear, sharp, and loud; the harp is glad to die And give the clarion one note silver-high. It was too sweet for music, and I weave In vain the tattered woof of memory. Ashes and dust, Cold cinders dead, Our swords are rust, Our lives are fled Like dew on glass ; In vain we lust, Our hopes are sped, Alas! alas! From heaven we are thrust, we have no more trust, Alas ! Gold hair…

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1899 · PDF PAGE 183

Jephthah and Other Mysteries

…r the sea That beats sonorous on the craggy shore, Or shakes the frail earth-dyke. So calm and still and far, that never more Thy silken song shall quiver through the land ; Only by coral isle, by lonely strand Where no man dwells, thy voice re-wakens wild and grand. Thou artan Aphrodite. From the foam Of golden grape and red thou risest up Immaculate ; thou hast an ebon comb Of shade and silence, and a jasper cup Wherein are mingled all desires. Thine home Is in the forest shade. M

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1899 · PDF PAGE 158

Jephthah and Other Mysteries

…er’s thong; Heaven's gates rock, rage, and quiver, Earth’s walls gape wide and shiver, While Freedom doth deliver Men’s spirits with thy song. Ah, chainless, distant, fleeting, To lands that know no sea, Where ocean’s stormy greeting Fills no man’s heart with glee ; Where lovers die or sever, And death destroys for ever And God bears slavery. Fly thither, so thou leave us That no man’s hand may reave us Of this—that we are free. Free all men that may heed thee, On freemen’s praises feed thee, Who chorus full, “ God speed thee, Live lyre of Libe…

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