1898 · PDF PAGE 58
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…Live, since I may not bury it within The gaping tomb Where virtue lies, that I, imperious, Long since interred with hope, and all life’s joy save sin.
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…Thrice Thine ! Have pity, hear me, virgin queen, Whose pangs of childbirth were seven times more keen Than all, since love and memory of joy Thou hadst not, but the fear of shame to cloy Even the hope of motherhood. But I, Cut off from love and joy ; its memory One black hell of distorted pain ; my shame More horrid than that first unholy flame,
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1898 · PDF PAGE 82
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76 A PAEAN IN THE SPRINGTIDE This is our trust and our joy—beyond death we look on to the far light Flaming from hell our last home, this is the key of our might. Come, fiery birds of a clime we know not, and sing us your paean ; Triumph of gods that are known secretly, not by a name, Gods whose implacable feet have trampled the god Galilean, Cast though they be into hell, given to death and to shame. Heaven and hell has striven in war, Sappho and Hylas, with Christ and Jah ; We are of those, though they lose their power, Never shall fade their…
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1898 · PDF PAGE 107
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…h, while clings The lissome body, borne on wings Of pain unspeakable, unsung, To that tormentor, red and cruel, Those teeth that bit for joy, and clung Murderously amorous, while the young Tender flesh burned, a quivering fuel For strange desire, for strange desire, Passion and penitence, and dule, Love glowing some unholy jewel Glittering frightful mid the mire. Oh ! Love, what utter sweetness yet ! What agony of curst hell-fire, Shame, lust, and infamy, and ire, Wrath in the highest heavens set, Shame in the soul, and leaping lust On pleasure…
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1898 · PDF PAGE 113
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… children of love debonair, And laughter lightly comes, and reaves The garland from our sorrow’s brow, Life rises up, is girt with song, Joy fills the cup, that flashes clear. The year may fade in whispers now, Shadow and silence now may throng The seasons—we are happy here. Autumn is on us as we lie In creamy clouds of latticed light That hint at darkness, but descry
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CONTRA CONJUGIUM T. B. B. 33 Now, shall thy life with joy be filled ? At thine own time shalt thou rejoice ? At thine own choice ? “ I gave thee life, I gave thee youth, Four seasons fair, for love the same, Health, strength and comeliness—forsooth, And thou hast quenched my holy flame, And scorned my name ! “ I gave thee life, life passeth by ; I gave thee youth, that youth is fled. Thinkst thou that I will fructify Now, at thine own good time, thy dead And barren bed ? “ How worship me, yet break my laws ? Art thou a God ? Didst thou devise T…
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1898 · PDF PAGE 90
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… sweat from dainty dirty feet Fresh with the loose aroma of the street, And then anon I’ll glue my mouth to thine. This is the height of joy, to lie and feel Thy spicéd spittle trickle down my throat ; This is more pleasant than at dawn to steal Toward lawns and sunny brooklets, and to gloat Over earth’s peace, and hear in ether float Songs of soft spirits into rapture peal.
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1898 · PDF PAGE 126
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…ire, A bastard and infernal fire. Smite me, my fiend-fair whore, nor spare My raging hips, but wake again The old desires ere I’m aware, Joy more intense from cruel pain : They say he hoped his crown to fix By his delirious crucifix. Yes, spare me not, red-lipped, low browed, Large-featured animal I love :
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26 THE RAINBOW Come down, O Lord God, and deliver Our souls from the wheel and the chain, That Love may lie fragrant and shaded, And Joy may spread wings unto flight, And Peace stand above, unupbraided, As splendid as night. No longer the sun shall cast shadow, No longer the flower shall lack rain, The word shall be fair as a meadow, And Love know no tincture of pain ; The Glory of God shall be on us, And over the kingdom unpriced The Spirit of Love is upon us, A crucified Christ ! O rapture ! O glory ! O gladness ! When Satan is fled from the …
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1898 · PDF PAGE 94
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…ld overwhelm the warriors of either part ! Jesus would lure me : from his side the gleaming torrent of the spear Withdraws, my soul with joy and fear waits for sweet blood to pour its tide Of warm delight—in vain ! so cold, so watery, so slack it flows, It leaves me moveless as a rose, albeit her flakes are manifold. He hath no scent to drive men mad ; no mystic fragrance from his skin
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1898 · PDF PAGE 53
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…hall piece, and never wound : For we must part, and love must die. You say—but Oh ! my Marion’s kiss Shall linger on my palate still, No joy on earth is like to this That we have tasted to our fill Of all our sweet lascivious will. The cup is drained of lust’s delight, Yet wells with pleasure, and by night I’ll come once more and loving lie Between thine amorous limbs, despite That we must part and love must die. ENVOI Thus, sweet, I’ll sing when day doth break And weary lovers must awake
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1898 · PDF PAGE 122
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…their tomb. Ah ! the red portals of thy dusky womb, Wherein my loves expire, ’ Twixt thy black breasts to rise, kissed hard by thee Till joy flows full once more, salt river to sweet sea. Fairer than roses are thy swarthy cheeks, Thine hair more sharp than gold ; Purple is warmer than mere red, when seeks My love thy lips to hold. Ah Queen ! that other’s breasts are cold Being of wafted snowflakes beside thine ; Her breasts give milk as thine the fiercest wine ; Her ivory thighs enfold Limbs not so amorous as these that lie By the dark limbs, a…
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A PAEAN IN THE SPRINGTIDE 75 Heaven is bare and bleak, hell has the joys beyond Heaven, Fire and desire and delight, of a love that is always young ; Hell has the pains of hell, but the sweetest of lusts for leaven. Fierce body, breasts of delight, fearful and murderous tongue. Hell is the house of all delight, Heaven the home of a bitter blight ; Pain is our joy and our spirits’ power, Never shall fade its fiery flower. Now is the triumph of Love, gazing far to an infinite pleasure, Pleasure that mocks Heaven’s hopes, that our hands are impati…
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1898 · PDF PAGE 76
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…longing and lust In the fearless Athenian fashion, A rose amid dust. We will taste all delights and caresses And know all the secrets of joy, From the love-look that chastity blesses To the lusts that deceive and destroy ; We will live in the light of sweet glances, By day and by night we will move To the music of manifold dances, O Lucius, love !
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1898 · PDF PAGE 85
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…e like a maid And his great sword within me flame, His breath as hot and quick as fame ; To kiss him and to clasp him tight ; This is my joy without a name, A strong man’s love is my delight. To feel again his love grow grand Touched by the langour of my kiss ; To suck the hot blood from my gland Mingled with fierce spunk that doth hiss, And boils in sudden spurted bliss ; Ah ! God ! the long-drawn lusty fight ! Grant me eternity of this ! A strong man’s love is my delight !
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1898 · PDF PAGE 63
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…t By our fierce gaze upon him, who would strive Under our wrath, to flee away, to dive Into the deep recesses of his heaven. But we, one joy, one love, one shame for leaven, Quit hope and life, quit fear and death and love, Implacable as God, desired above All loves of hell or heaven, supremely wed, Knit in one soul in one delicious bed More hot than hell, more wicked than all things, Vast in our sin, whose unredeeming wings Rise o’er the world, and flap for lust of death, Eager as anyone that travaileth ; So in our lusts, the monstrous burden …
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