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… sudden sun; The choral heaven woke; the aethyr flooded All space with joy that you and I were one. But in the dark and splendid dens of death Arose an echo of that jewelled song : There swept a savour of polluted breath From the lost souls, the unsubstantial throng That tasted once a shadow of our glory And turn them in the evil house to adore The godhead of our sin, the tragic story We have set ourselves to write, the sombre score Our daggers carve with poesy sublime Upon the roof tree of despair and crime! As we read Love and Death in either…
1909 · PDF PAGE 75
VILt Ah! if flesh fails, may we not also fail? May not the vulture liars gather round Our death-beds, and drone out their dismal tale With drawl and whine, the Galilean sound Of snuffle and twang ? May not their stinking souls Interpret our last sighs as penitence When we close up the coruscating scrolls Of our life's joy, seal up the jar of sense To broach the starry flagon — splendid spilth? These creeping cravens shall be circumvented; They shall not belch their flatulence and filth On us, or tell the world that we repented. Come, as we stra…
1909 · PDF PAGE 4
…cance even for us who —thanks be to God for His un- speakable mercy ! — are washed in the blood of the Lamb and freed from the chains of death — and of hell. Surely this terrible history is a true Sign of the Times. We walk in the last days, and all the
1909 · PDF PAGE 54
Even as the holy Rathat travelleth Within his bark upon the firmament, Looking with fire-keen evvs on life and death In simple state and cardinal content : Even as the holy hawk that towers sublime Into the great abyss, with icy gaze Fronting the calm immensities of time And making space to shudder; so I praise With infinite contempt the joyous world That I have figured in this brain of mine. The sails of this life’s argosy are furled; The anchor drops in those abodes divine. Master of self and God, freewill and Fate. [ am alone — at last — to …
1909 · PDF PAGE 63
…t me away! Then is it not enough That you have won me to your wickedness? That wehavetouched the strange and sexless love Whose heart is death ? That you and I express The poison of a thousand evil flowers And drain that cup of bitterness, my Lola? That you have killed my safe and sunny hours — A Venus to seduce Savonarola! Why have you taken this most monstrous shape, Imperious malison and hate flung after? You clutch me like a gross lascivious ape, And like a gloating devil’s rings the laughter. O sweet my maid, bethink yourself awhile! Recal…
1909 · PDF PAGE 71
…rate our destinies, And joy inform the swart Plutonic brow. Behold ! the doom foreseen, the doom embraced, Fastens its fang; the gods of death and birth Make friends to slay us, Pilate interlaced With Herod in obscene and murderous mirth. Lola! come close! confront them! Let us read The book once sealed, now open to our gaze! -Avenge our love and vindicate our breed With courage to the ending of the days. Since fall we must, 0 arm ourselves aright, Fall fighting in the forefront of the fight!
1909 · PDF PAGE 5
…as to unfold is alas! too common. Its study may be useful to us as showing the logical outcome of Atheism and Free Love. For the former, death ; for the latter, the death- in-life of a frightful, loathsome, shameful disease. “ Receiving in themselves that recompense of their error which was meet ”. It may seem almost incredible to many of us, perhaps safely established in our comfortable cures, among a simple and Godfearing people, that any man should have been found to pen the disgusting blasphemies, the revolting obscenities, which defile the…
1909 · PDF PAGE 46
…’s altar lies the sacrament. O willing victim, eager to be slain, Lusting to feel the knife, the life-veil rent, Assumption energized by death ! O fain To feel the murderous ardour of the priest Clutch at his throat, theurgic frenzy fly About the initiates of the Paschal feast And know it centred in the dim dead I Loosed by the pang — even thus you know it is, Even thus, when I invoke your harsh caress, Put up my mouth to your immortal kiss, Confess you for my lady and murderess — In mine own life-blood I exult to float Even as your white fangs…
1909 · PDF PAGE 83
…n, cheated of his prey, sank yelling into the Pit. But alas! there is no such word: nothing but a pagan Epicureanism even in the jaws of death. A Prayer Merciful and loving Father, almighty God, grant unto us Thy humble servants and ministers a double portion of Thy Spirit that our eyes may be opened to the wickedness of them that love Thee not, that by Thy grace our ministrations may be used to bring them out of darkness into Light, by the virtue of our crucified Lord, risen and ascended, Thine only- begotten Son, in Whose name we ask this Thy…
1909 · PDF PAGE 56
…s that plague them mast ; Break wind, and cali upon the Holy Ghost. ~ Yet I abide; for who is Pan is all. He hath no refuge in deceitful death. What soul is immanent may never fall; What soul is Breath can never fail of breath. The pity and the terror and the yearning Of this my silence and my solitude Are broken by the blazing and the burning Of this dread majesty, this million-hued Brilliance that coruscates its jetted fire Into the infinite aether; this austere And noble countenance set fast in dire And royal wrath, this awful face of fear B…
1909 · PDF PAGE 76
… of some ghostly flame Rejoicing in some lone secreted star Beyond the visible heaven. Come to me! Come closer ! Is not this as close as death? Are we not one to all eternity Jewelled with joy? Mix me your subtle breath Into the words well-known and never worn, Into the kiss well-kissed and never tired, Into the love well-loved and not forlorn, The love beyond all that ever was desired ? Ay. all the cloudy must of life is strained To clearer liquor that our souls attained.
1909 · PDF PAGE 17
…meless harrow, Mingle a cup from those our common pains To intoxicate us with an extreme pleasure Keener than life’s, more dolorous than death’s Till these infernal blisses pass the measure Of heaven’s imagined by the tremulous breaths Ot silly saints and silly sinners, swaying From scraps of blasphemy to scraps of praying?
1909 · PDF PAGE 31
…one who travels there ; his pain forgets The golden bliss of all those other lands Where he was happy. So the blizzard frets Its sterile death across my soul, and chills All hope of life even from the rare sad seeds It blows from sunnier vales and happier hills, Though at the best they be but worthless weeds. I stand — I scan the infinite horizon Of hopeless hope — yet I must travel on.
1909 · PDF PAGE 50
…lay, And to your troth-plight lover played the whore When mouth to mouth we clung, and breath for breath Exchanged the royal accolade of death, I love you for your cruelty to them; Y love you for your cruelty to me; I see their blood glittering a diadem Upon your dazzling brows; my blood I see Sucked deep into your body, curling round Like fire in every artery and vein Massed in your heart, colossal and profound. Iam mad for you to brand me with the stain Of your own vice. Our souls, a murdering crew Of itching Mullahs, wallow, dervish-drunk. L…
1909 · PDF PAGE 55
…re up dim gods; how frail and thin! How fast they slip from this appalling level! This is the wage of the fellatrix Sin Drunk on the icy death-sperm of the Devil. I were a maniac did I contemplate The outward glory and the inward terror, Sick with the hideous light myself create From the dark certainty of gloom and error. For Iam that J am — behold! this’ I’ Hath nothing constant it may measure by.
1909 · PDF PAGE 15
I] Save death alone! I see no happy end, No happy end for this divine beginning. Child! let us front a fate too ill to mend, Take joy in suffering for the sake of sinning. Ay! from your lips I pluck the purple seed Of that pomegranate sleek Persephone Tasted in hell; the irrevocable deed I do, and it is done. Naught else could be For us, the chosen of so severe a god To act so high a tragedy, the elect To suffer so, and so rejoice, the rod And scourge ofourown shame, thegilt and decked Oxen that go to our own sacrifice At our own consecrated sh…
1909 · PDF PAGE 73
IV Yea! but we love. We win. The body’s curse Is bitter, but he hath not won the whole. There’s more than life in this brave universe. Death cannot touch the secret of the soul! Nor shall we shrink, although this further pang Strike through the liver with its fiery dart, The hope — the horrid hope — whose gleaming fang Now stirs, a serpent’s, underneath your heart! For lo! not vainly we invoked the god That looseneth the girdle of a maid; Even now draws nigh the dreadful period That maketh all the mother-world afraid. With rotten fruit your bel…
1909 · PDF PAGE 74
…matters net. We know, This is enough, that we have slain the Sphinx, Worked out her wizardry, dissolved her doom; And though her wine be death to him that drinks We shall carouse for ever in the tomb. We drank bull’s blood and all our pangs immense Are better than eupeptic innocence.
1909 · PDF PAGE 28
…e royal and rare Vision of Pan. O never shall I raise This oriflamme, and lead the hope forlorn Up to the ruining bloody breach, to daze Death's self with pangs too blissful to be borne. No! dear my maid. A maiden as you be You may be all your lily life, for me.
1909 · PDF PAGE 25
…ine for sweet with Lola’s kiss. VII AMfine. ’Tis impossible, but so it is. My mouth is Lola’s and my Lola’s mine When in the trance, the death we call a kiss, Earth is done down, and the immanent divine Exists! Impossible! no mortal yet Suffered such bliss from the all-envious gods ; Whence we may guess we are immortal, set From the beginning over the periods Of ages, set on thrones of jasper and pearl, Wreathed with the lilies of Eternity, While on our brows the starry clusters curl Like flashes from the sunkissed jewelry, Dew on the flowers o…