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Page 1 of 11909 · PDF PAGE 41
…e, 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 — God forget me, dear girl, When I forget to treasure up that curl! — 56 — Vil Your loveliness should help me to forget you ; Your murmurous” I love you " like soft bees Humming should help ; although my kisse…
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 56
…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 Before whose glance the ashen world grows grey, Crashes, and chaos crumbles all away.
1909 · PDF PAGE 60
…aery dome of words And crowned it with the cross of my desire. I circled it with songs of blessed birds And cradled all in the celestial fire. The stars enfold it ; the eternal sun And moon give light; nor clouds nor rain intrude ; Only the dews of Dionysus run In this intoxicating solitude. I have begemmed its marble flame of spires With jewels from the bitss 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!
1909 · PDF PAGE 20
…er sunshine from the iciest rain And turn the dullest prose to rhythm and rime? Think you we cannot warm our hands and laugh Fven at the fire that scatheth adamant? Think you we shall not knead the utmost chaff Into a bread worth Heaven's high sacrament And from the bitter dregs of Hell’s own wine Distil a liquor utterly divine?
1909 · PDF PAGE 76
…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 — Xl Yor the last time, my Lola! Still the name Fills me with music, echoing afar Faint, like the rapture of some ghostly flame Rejoicing in…
1909 · PDF PAGE 17
…plice of these deeds unswerving? Will not your dead hot hisses match mine own? As here your ardours brand me bone and marrow Biting like fire and poison in my veins, Shall you not there still ply your nameless 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 50
…lty 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. Love surges at the pang! Our poisonous dew Of sweat and kisses blinds us. A mad monk Kissing fanatically the cross that had Devecured his vitals is not half as mad! ~ ‘ys
1909 · PDF PAGE 49
VI You grind your tiny shoes into my face ; You roll upon the furs before the fire, Smiting and cursing in the devil’s race Whose goal and prize is Unassuaged Desire. You rub your naked hody against mine: You madden me by blows and bites and kisses ; You make me drunken with your stormy wine ; We swoon, we roll into unguessed abysses Of torture and of bliss ; we wake and yearn, Doing violence on ourselves — anon weare slain, Slain and reborn again to ache and burn : Aeon on aeon thunders through our brain. -—~ At last you see, my maiden? Kiss m…
1909 · PDF PAGE 33
…rying for lack of me; your very flesh Shall tingle with the touch of me as I Wrap you about with the ensorcelled mesh Of my fine body of fire: oh! you shall feel My kisses on your mouth like living coals, And piercing like an arrow of barbéd stecl The arcane caress that shall unite our souls. Till, when I see you next, I shall have doubt Whether your pallor be from love distressed Or from the exhaustion of the age-long bout Of love you had of me upon your breast Held hard all night, with mouths that never ceased To engorge love's single sacrame…
1909 · PDF PAGE 39
…London city, Even when from Heaven I did not dareimportune Hardly to pass your house! The Gods took pity They whirled us in a chariot of fire About the highest heavens for many an age! So Regent’s Park may seem to hot desire; So the archangel gets a cabman's wage; So all the aeons that pass still leave one time To take one’s lunch at the appointed hour — This is the difference between prose and rime And this the great gulf fixed for leaf and flower. The British public grunts and growls and grovels, Swilling its hogwash of neurotic novels.