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VI As when the living eyes of man behold The embalmed seductions of a queen of Khem Wrapped with much spice and linen and red gold And guardian gods on every side of them ; Yet inasmuch as life is life, they shrink, Shrivel and waste to ashes as men gaze : So doth the world grow giddy at the brink Of these unfathomable eyes, that blaze Swifter and deadlier than storms or snakes. Then — o what wonder, as I strain afar The basilisk flame ! — what breathless wonder wakes That I behold unsinged a silver star ! O joy! O terror! O! — O can it be Ther…
1909 · PDF PAGE 41
Vi Nay, even thus you could not credit Fate, Even in my arms close cuddled as you lay With hard-shut eyes and lips inebriate With their own kisses all this happy day. Nay, but blaspheming you put hope aside, Bade me forget you, swore yourself a liar, Smiled through the words because you knew you lied Knew that — what waters can put out our fire? So we amused ourselves with cunning brisk Careful arrangements to forget each other, You cut that love-curl from your neck at risk ‘ Of comment — at the slightest — from your mother. You gave it me — Go…
1909 · PDF PAGE 66
…t — did you dare? To everything the answer still is ‘ No! ” You coward! Coward! Coward ! let me rise! — I cannot bear the hunger in your eyes. — 106— VII You are afraid of me — I see it now. You know that if you loose me, never again Will TI be such a fool. I wonder how T ever took this destiny of pain. Loose me! You dare not. Take your eyes away! You dare not. O you laugh! Youtrust your power There you are wrong — but had you turned to-day I would have murdered you within the hour. Yes! you do well — you know the dreadful weight Pale silence s…
1909 · PDF PAGE 71
Lola! now look me straight between the eyes. Our fate is come upon us. Tell me now Love still shall arbitrate 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 …
1909 · PDF PAGE 14
…f Fate Wherein They’ pictured my delight and me Flushed with the dawn of rapture laureate And leaping with the laughter of ecstacy. Mine eyes grow aged with that hieroglyph Of doom that I have sought : the fatal end. That which is written is written, even if Great Zeus himself— great Zeus! — were to befriend. Even in the spring of the first floral kiss : ‘’ No happy end the gods have given for this ”.
1909 · PDF PAGE 83
…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 blessing, For Jesus Christ's sake, Amen. The End
1909 · PDF PAGE 60
…tss of God, and set Chryselephantine columns curled like fires Below each misty opal minaret. Is there no window to the east? Behold The eyes of Love, your love, the essential gold!
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… the abyss Such as I see (when cunning can surprise Our Argus foe and give us leave to kiss: Within your deep, your damned, your darling eyes. Ay! to the Sabbath where the crowned worm Exults, with twisted yard and slime-cold sperm.
1909 · PDF PAGE 76
… us wander hand in hand therein, Staining with joyous juice our lips of shame, Draining their bitter draught of sterile sin! Are not the eyes of sleep already dull, The lashes drooping over their desire? Are not the gods awaiting to annul With Lethe the last flicker of the fire? Ay, let us kiss, my darling; let us twitch For the last time the flesh against the flesh, Before the coming of the lovely witch That shall excite our sleepy souls afresh, Anointing us with subtle drugs and suave, Vit for the grave, for love beyond the grave! -—— 126 — X…
1909 · PDF PAGE 47
…on ! Is it not madness that you wake in me? Is not this curse the devil’s orison? Ah, devil! devil! when you grip me and glare Into mine eyes, and answer all the prayer! Il A virgin with the lusts of Messaline, A goat-soul in the body of a saint, You writhe on me with cruel and epicene Phrenzy and agony of acute restraint. You ache — you burn — you dizzy me with blows — You call me coward and eunuch, who say No. Volcanic child ! upon your masking snows I will not raise my rod, that forth may flow Torrents of blazing lava, that shall hiss And ro…
1909 · PDF PAGE 59
…d in epicene And sterile passion, all unchastity Kisses induct the soft and solemn tune That Israfel shail blow on Doomisday— Your silky eyes are blue as that pale moon (For ere it dies it sickens into grey) In being chaste, all chaste in our obscene That witches see, whose eager violence And sexless mouthings, that repugnant roll oe Aborts the gods of cosmic permanence. Their bestial billows on the snow-pure soul. a 43 a
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…te, 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’s eyes, We see the cool mild splendour of the dawn Damned by some tragic throw of murderous dice To slash like lightning over lea and lawn Jagged and horrible across the curtain Of heaven, writing ruin, ruin — we see Our certain joy marred with a doubly certain Soul-shattering anguish. — Bah! To you and me Such loathing, such despair are little things. We are afloat on the flood-tide of lust — A lust more spirit…
1909 · PDF PAGE 44
… to make a donkey laugh! I talk like a Dutch uncle; and you listen Like a man reading his own epitaph. But, really! Truly ! How our glad eyes glisten ! How our hearts romp ! Whatever we may say, Have never adoubt, Lord, that it’s all thanksgiving! If Thou dost thus for people every day, How very easy Thou must make a living ! We would be like Thee! if we had the power We would fill all folk with supernal blisses, Breed life's sweet briar to the tull June flower And on their praises feed our proper kisses. For as you said '’ However kind the god…
1909 · PDF PAGE 61
XIV I‘or me therein shall you erect a statue Even as you know me with the mystic eyes Hungrily, hungrily a-gazing at you, Afeast upon our strange sad ecstasies. Make me the aching mouth parched-up with blisses The lips curled back, the breath desiring you, The whole face fragrant with your full free kisses, The soul thereof exhaling scented dew Born in the utmost world where we in truth Abide like Bacchus with a Bassarid Drunk with our art, love, beauty, force and youth ; But place that head upon a pyramid Of snaky lightnings, lest — but that s…
1909 · PDF PAGE 42
…mistress of your soul Mighty enough to master fate and me? It cuts me to the heart to see the brine Not falling from your bad bewitching eyes, To feel you are weeping in the central shrine Whose woes the peristyle may not surprise, I want to treat you as a lover rather ; You make me lecture to you like a father! IX Write in your heart, dear maid, that Hitherto The Lord hath helped us. Give Him duly praise (As I have given Him for making you). Pray not, ask not for wealth and length of days Or even for wisdom, lest one day you find That you are …
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…e were a vile abortion Bitter and flat, foul, stagnant and abhorred Should one compare it with the tiniest tithe Of one soft glance your eyes on me might shed, One gesture of your body limber aiid lithe, One smile — the sudden white, the abiding red! Then — should one slander you in idiot verse By speaking of the subtle seven-fold sweetness Your lips can answer me, all fate to amerce In one mad kiss in all its mad completeness? O Gods and Muses ! give me grace for this To match my wine for sweet with Lola’s kiss. VII AMfine. ’Tis impossible, bu…
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IV Spit in my face! I love you. Clench your fists And beat me! Still, | love you. Let your eyes Like fiery opals or mad amethysts Curse me! I love you. Let your anger rise cAnd with your teeth tear bleeding bits of flesh Out of my body — kill me if you can! T love you. I will have you fair and fresh, A maenad maiden maddening for a man. Ay ! you shall weary in the erotic craving ! Pil have you panting —aching to the marrow — Exhausted, but a maiden (Lesbia raving : " Catullus brings a song and not a sparrow "’) Famished with love, fed full with…
1909 · PDF PAGE 65
…o not wait then! kill me now; have done! Why do you watch me mute and immobile, Sitting like death between me and the sun, A sphinx with eyes of jade and jaws of steel? Let me rise up to kneel to you and pray! I hate this hell of agony supine. You killed her yesterday ; kill me to-day; Let me not hang like Christ ! Now snap my spine: Surely you know the trick — when from your lips I see a thin chill stream of stark black blood Trickling, the stream ofhate that glows and grips My lesser life within its sickening flood. Be pitiful, and end your c…