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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…
1899 · PDF PAGE 74
…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e And measures by pure maidens trod, Till, like the smoke of mountains risen at dawn, The cloud-veils of the Ain are withdrawn.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, And influences, white and wide, - Descend, re-gather, kindle, grow, Till from one virgin bosom flows a river Of white devotion adamant for ever. Enter Adulah and Chorus of M…
1899 · PDF PAGE 161
…taste of Death. Maddened, the brain breaks from beneath the goad, Flings off again the foe, and from its hell Brings for a moment peace, Till weariness and her infernal load Of phantom memory-shapes return to quell The shaken fortresses. Till nature reassert her empery, And the full tide of wakefulness at last Foam on the shore of sleep To beat the white cliffs of reality In vain, because their windy strength is past And only memories weep. Why is the Finite real? And that world So larger, and more beautiful, and fleet, So free, so exquisite,
1899 · PDF PAGE 140
118 | MYSTERIES: VAUGHAN [astonished ]. They are not mine, child. I did not see them till you showed me. [Zaking papers.| Why, they are in your handwriting ; what are they? [Reading, gradually becomes aware that something strange has happened.) It is finished—it is finished ! [ Curtain.
1899 · PDF PAGE 171
… a sudden sweep, And speed triumphant with the sun to friend. Hope will not leave my home. She knows my tears, My angers and caprices ; still my ears Listen to singing voices, till I weep Once more, less sadly, and set hounds on fears. She will not leave me comfortless, And why? Through the dimmed glory of my clouded eye She catches one sharp glint of love for her : She will not leave me ever till I die. Nay, though I die. Beyond the distant gloom Heaven springs, a fountain, out of Change’s womb! Time would all men within the grave inter— For T…
1899 · PDF PAGE 223
… and our banners stream Gold and green where the vine-leaves cling. While the moon is above the heather Here we lie in a pleasant swoon, Till the blue of the faint fresh weather - Summon the spirits that throng the noon. Here we lie, till the dawn’s best boon Of a breeze that shall gladden us both together, Kissing beneath the harvest moon.
1899 · PDF PAGE 187
…bitter brine, A fountain of sweet water! And thine arms Embrace me, and thy kiss Is ever on my lips, and all thy charms Burn in my blood till pain itself grows sweet, Reluctant sorrow and quick passion meet ; We two one day will kneel in Heaven and touch God’s feet.
1899 · PDF PAGE 241
…weapon me With this keen fire, That I may set this people free As my desire ; That the white lilies of our liberty Grow on Life’s crags still higher, Till on the loftiest peaks their blossom flower, The rampart of a people and their power.
1899 · PDF PAGE 216
…on, 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 along ; Night hath her will.
1899 · PDF PAGE 218
… a bloom Too cold and sweet ; One might say—in the twilight gloom A maiden’s feet. Silent and slim and delicate The flower shall spring, Till there be born immaculate A fair new thing. Tall as the mother-lily, still By faint winds swayed ; Tender and pure, without a will— An English maid. No tree of poison, at whose feet All men lie dead ; No well of death, whose waters sweet Are tinged with red. No hideous impassioned queen For whom love dies ; No warm imperious Messaline That slew with sighs. Fiercer desires may cast away All things most good…
1899 · PDF PAGE 195
…ntold. 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 Passion make afraid. Too cold, too calm, too holy He stands, consuming slowly In the strong flame that wholly Absorbs his vital shade. 173
1899 · PDF PAGE 150
…, Laid they him where on to Achray Spread the plain of Ian Vohr. Hard by Teith’s tumultuous waters Camped his sons throughout the night, Till the rosy blush of morning Showed a vast majestic sight.
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…ay, but my spirit breaks the slender chain That held it down. The pain Of death is past and I am free. Nay, I, This body, dead, must lie Till Thou come home again, O soaring Soul. The gates supernal roll ! Flash through them, O white-winged, white-blossom ghost ! Ah, God! for I am lost. - [Jephthah remains motionless, [Morning dawns. Enter Jared, Soldters, Prophet. SOLDIERS. . Hail, captain! We are ready now for death, Or victory, if shining wings are fain To hover over dauntless hearts. Behold Our ready bands to follow to the fray. JEPHTHAH. W…
1899 · PDF PAGE 85
JEPHTHAH. 63 Sharp and black, till day is passed Over to the ocean vast ; Where the barren rocks resound Only to the rending roar Of the shattering streams that pour Rocks by ice eternal bound, Myriad cascades that crowned Once the far resounding throne Of the mountain spirits strong, All the treacherous souls that throng Desolate abodes of stone, Barren of all comely things, Given to the splendid kings, Gloomy state, and glamour dark, Swooping jewel-feathered wings, Eyes translucent with a spark Of the world of fire, that swings Gates of adama…
1899 · PDF PAGE 202
… brim, And fledge the wings my soul is given to wear, And float in sunlight to the dome above, Clothed in the light of everlasting Love, Till an archangel from the golden stair Trumpet me out a welcome, and a dove With fiery feet and silver kisses come To bid me enter home.
1899 · PDF PAGE 239
…poisonous wind and avalanche combine To wreak swift justice, human and divine? Priests thrive on poison. Carrion Their eager teeth Tear, till the sacramental sun Its sword unsheath, And bid their horrid carnival be done, And smite beneath In their cold gasping valleys, and bid light Break the battalions of the angry night. That sword that smote from Heaven was so keen, Its silver blade No angel’s sight, no fairy’s eye hath seen, No tender maid With subtle insight may behold its sheen With light inlaid ; But God, who forged it, breathed upon its…
1899 · PDF PAGE 12
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 …
1899 · PDF PAGE 204
…the night away, and fling My body, like a meteor, far and fast Into the azure, and within the vast Lift up my voice and eloquently sing, Till God delight to hear me at the last, To wed his Love unto my love and me For a new Trinity!
1899 · PDF PAGE 112
…in silent eyes More stars than all the skies Together hold within their limits gray, To watch the red lips move For slow delight of love Till the moon sigh and sink, and yield her sway Unto the eastern lord That draws a sanguine sword And starts up eager in the dawn, to see Bright eyes grow dim for sleep,
1899 · PDF PAGE 165
…espair Lament aloud over the frosted moor. Sad am I, sad, albeit sure There is no change of God above And no abatement of our love. For still though thou be gone, I see In the glad mirror secretly That I am beautiful in thee, Thy love irradiates my eyes, _ Tints my skin gold, and melodies Of music run over my face; Smiles envy kisses in the race To bathe beneath my eyelids. Light Clothes me and circles with the might Of warmer rosier suns. Thy kiss Dwells on my bosom, and it is A glittering mount of fire, that burns Incense unnamed to heaven, a…