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…night could not quell ? What angel fled weeping away ? There in the East there extends a white light devouring the grey light, There the sun rises and brings hope with the dawn of the day, Silence hides certainty—surely voices of angels that pray, Surely the sound of delight, and of praise, and unspeakable glory Rings in the wind like a bell, and wakes the white air of the lea, All the bright sea is aflame, and the caps of it, golden or hoary, Leap in the light of the sun, in the light of the eyes of the sea. Triumph is born like a flower, and …
1898 · PDF PAGE 43
…utumn in the woods, Where the small floweret, hidden by the maze O’ th’ dying children o’ the copper-beech, Lifts a blue forehead to the sun to kiss— Fancies of old romance too pitiful For any delicate quill to light upon— Yes, when the sky from stainless ebony Merges in azure, like as if the light Of stars had melted into all the black To gladden it, O then the solemn hush Of morning shall behold the silent grave, And wait a moment in rich worshipping Of Love, creator of the world’s delight, Till the full chorus of the spirits of fire, Whose m…
1898 · PDF PAGE 17
…ut my Christ away ; and turn my brow Towards the south stedfastly ; my feet must go Some journey of despair. I dare not turn To meet the sun ; I will not follow him : Better to pass where sand and sulphur burn, And days are hazed with heat, and nights are dim With some malarial poison. Better lie Far and forgotten on some desert isle, Where I may watch the silent ships go by, And let them share my burden for awhile. Let me pass out beyond the city gate Where I may wander by the water still, And see the faint few stars immaculate Watch their own…
1898 · PDF PAGE 87
… are born : I have seen twelve colours hover on a single spray of thorn. There is a great grey tower Cut clear against the deep ; In the sun’s wakening hour I think it has the power To touch the soul of sleep With its tender thought, and bid me to awake for joy—and weep. This night I am earlier, No drowsy thought drew nigh 77
1898 · PDF PAGE 95
…d On feet and plumes of gold My spirit soon enfold The flocks on heaven’s steep. Refreshed, encouraged, lightened, Sent on the Way Whose Sun and Star have brightened From dawning into day, I set my face, a flint, Toward where the holy glint Of lamps affords the hint That leads me—where it may. 85
1898 · PDF PAGE 47
…re grew a violet, like a maiden’s dream, And when the wind passed over them, it stirred Their white soft petals with its quiet word. The sun looked on them and their leaves were glad ; Only the purple blossom there, that had No kindred by the stream, let fall a tear, Half wishing for the autumn of the year. But when the summer came, the violet guessed, By some slow dream that thrilled her gentle breast, That some sweet thing might come to her ; she thought Through the long days of how her dream was wrought : 37
1898 · PDF PAGE 88
…l through a black and silver sky. Within my soul there fight Two full and urgent streams, Work’s woe and dream’s delight : Like snow and sun they smite, Days battle hard with dreams : On a world of misty beauty the Aurora clearly beams. So labour fought with pride, And love with idleness, My soul was torn and tried With the impassioned tide Of storm and deathly stress— I had never dreamed a lily should arise amid the press. Yet such a flower sprang here Within this soul of mine, 78
1898 · PDF PAGE 97
Of ibex that behold on high Night’s funeral, And see the pale moon quiver and depart Far beyond space, the sun ascend And draw earth’s globe unto his heart To make an end ; The shriek of startled birds ; the sobs that tear With sudden terror the sharp sea That slept, and wove its golden hair Most mournfully ; The rending of the earth at his command Who wields the wrath of heaven, and is dumb ; Hell starts up—and before his hand Is overcome. It heard these voices, and beheld afar These dread works wrought at his behest : And on his forehead, lo …
1898 · PDF PAGE 13
…aster sphere The spirit, through the vision of clouds rifted, Soars quick and clear. We know the dance that hails the golden pinions The sun waves over an awakening earth ; We know the joy that floods the heart’s dominions At true love’s birth. Even so, the mists that roll o’er earth are riven, The spirit flashes forth from mortal sight, And, flaming through the viewless space, is given A robe of light. As when the conqueror Christ burst forth of prison, And triumph woke the thunder of the spheres, 3
1898 · PDF PAGE 42
…ay IV. Tale VIII.) LAY them together for the sake of Love Within a little plot of piteous earth, When life’s last flower is faded in the sun. Lay them together in the tender ground That summer showers may shed a trembling tear. And summer breezes whisper melodies Of pity. Lay them there, and when the sky Opens a lingering eyelash of deep cloud, And the sea sparkles out from under it To kiss the earth into awakening From the dream-slumbers that its fancies weave— Fancies of starlight on the lucent sea Gleaming from wide horizon to the feet Of Cy…
1898 · PDF PAGE 15
…hearing it. They lean, these old black streets, a little sky Peeps through the gap, the rough stone path is lit Just for a little by the sun, and I Watched his red face pass over, fade away To other streets, and other passengers, Saw him take pleasure where the heathen pray, Saw him relieve the hunter of his furs, All the wide world awaiting him, all folk Glad at his coming, only I must weep : Rise he or sink, my weary eyes invoke 5
1898 · PDF PAGE 51
THE FAREWELL OF PARACELSUS TO APRILE. THOU Sun, whose swift desire to-day is dull, And all ye hosts of heaven, whose lips are mute, And trees and flowers and oceans beautiful Among whose murmurs I have struck this lute With joy supreme or agony acute, And love transcending everything alway, Pity me, pity, since the poisonous root Of parting strikes the beauty of the day ; We meet for the last time beside the ocean gray. Soul of my soul, we never can forget— But, is our parting burnt across the skies ? Is the last word said ? Must our lips be se…
1898 · PDF PAGE 57
…sink In the hot quagmires of untrusty stone. Foodless and beastless, so despairing grown, I know not, care not, only trust that soon The sun’s dominion may be overthrown, And o’er the wilderness appear the moon With cold lips to bestow the inestimable boon. Still I have never prayed for death, but rather Would be found fighting toward the goal I seek, Stretching both hands toward a loving father, And struggling toward some barren voiceless peak With feet made stedfast, if God made them weak ; So, on the journey, in the hottest fight I would be …
1898 · PDF PAGE 39
…waters sterile, No white-winged birds above it glance and gleam, Only, it hath no shore, no wave, but gloom Wraps it within her womb. No sun is mirrored in its treacherous water, Only the false moon flickers and flits by Like to the bloodless phantom shape of slaughter Laughing a lipless laugh—a mockery, A ghastly memory to wake and weep —Should Sorrow let me sleep. No current draws a man, to his fair seeming, Yet all the while he whirls a stealthy sweep Narrower, nearer, where the wave is steaming With the slight spray tossed from that funnel …
1898 · PDF PAGE 56
…able rocks Mock my complaint : the empty pitcher dips Into the empty well ; the water drips, Oozing in tiny drops caught up again By the sun’s heat, that brooks not his eclipse And dissipates the welcome clouds of rain. God ! have Thou pity soon on this amazing pain. If but a lion stirred with distant roar The silence of the world, perchance at last I might find honey in his mouth, and store His tawny flanks until the sand were past. Nay, but these wastes intolerably vast, Like glowing copper raging for the heat, Stretch and stretch on and leav…
1898 · PDF PAGE 27
…at eternal ice Might be thy chiefest witness, and who wove The myriad atoms of Infinitude Into the solid tapestry of night, And gave the sun his heat, and bade him kiss 17
1898 · PDF PAGE 63
…live and love for aye, pure, passionate, and true. Also before my eyes there gleams from Heaven The likeness of a Man in glory set ; The sun is blotted, and the skies are riven— A God flames forth my spirit to beget ; And where my body and his love are met A new desire possesses altogether My whole new self as in a golden net Of transcendental love one fiery tether, Dissolving all my woe into one sea of weather. So I am ready to assume the Cross, Start on my journey with the last word said ; Turn my back resolute on dung and dross, And face the…
1898 · PDF PAGE 55
… Of Death to the blue vaults of the undying day. But oh ! this desert is a weary land, Poisons alone their prickly heads lift high ; The sun, a globe of fury, still doth stand In the dark basin of the burning sky. There is no water, no, nor herb, and I 45
1898 · PDF PAGE 49
…ngers fair Plucked the sweet blossom to his breast ; his eyes Mused like delight, and like desire were wise. There was a maiden like the sun, to whom His footsteps turned amid the myriad bloom Of flowers and leafy pathways of the wood, Where, in a dell of roses white, she stood. He came to her and looked so dear and deep Into her eyes, the wells and woods of sleep, And took the violet from his breast, and stood A glad young god within the golden wood. 39
1898 · PDF PAGE 16
…eside the cruel wood ; I am alone to kiss the silver lips ; I rend my clothing for the temple veil ; My heart’s black night must act the sun’s eclipse ; My groans must play the earthquake, till I quail At my own dark imagining ; and now The wind is bitterer ; the air breeds snow ; 6