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XIV Farewell! O passionate world of changeful hours! Come, Lola, let us sleep ! Elysian groves Await us and the beatific bowers Where Love is ours at last — as we were Love's. Come, with our mouths still kissing, with our limbs Still twined, relax the ecstasy ! pass by To the abyss of night where no star swims ! On to the end beyond the prophecy ! Ah Lola mine! ” No happy end is this ” — I love you — ah! you love me — you love me! For we have passed beyond imagined bliss Into the kingdom of reality, Where we are crowned with flowers — yet close…
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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…
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XVI Let me take leave of you as heretofore With solemn kiss and sacred reverence ! I love you better and I love you more Daily, and whether you are hither or hence. I adore you as I adore the holy ones That do abide exalted in their shrine Starry beyond mere splendour of stars and suns, Drunken beyond mere Dionysian wine. Thus do I hold you; thus F pray you hold Me as a secret and a blessed chrism That you have gained to adorn your house ofgold By some strange silent sacred exorcism. You have said 'I love you' — sacraments are true ~ I exchange…
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…eming man Looks on the world and sees it void and base. Let him endure its horror as he can ! There is no help fér his unhappy case. The love-taught magus, the hermaphrodite, Knows how to woo the Mother, and awake her: Beholding, in the very self-same sight, The self-illumined image of the Maker. I love, and you are wise ; our spirits dance A merry measure to the music moving In waves through that mirific brilliance. Will you first tire of wit, or I of loving: Tire? O thou sea of love, thy ripples run Into themselves, to my serener sun! AIT! Fo…
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…! joy it is That false to faith is all the honied pressing; A traitor triumphs in each stolen kiss, Caligula and Cressida caressing. You love yourself for stealing me away From the proud lovely wife; you love me more That in my arms a prostitute you 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 Sucke…
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… shifted Round from the dirge to the primordial paean. Lola! my Lola! let our voices lifted Proclaim to all the Masters of the Aeon : We love each other! let them meditate Awhile on that glad cry, and you will see How they consult, and smile, and hint to fate That none can mar so holy a destiny. We love each other! loud and glad ; let heaven zind all the gods be deafened! Sing, O sing! We love each other! through the storm-cloud riven Let the wild anthem of our triumph ring! Hark! the glad chorus as we drag the stars In chains behind our mad co…
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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 …
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Love is sore wounded by the dragon shame, O maiden o' mine! its life in jets of blocd Languidly ebbs. I see the gathering flame Aspire — expire. I see the evil flood Of time roll even and steady over it, Bearing our God to the accurst ravines; Bearing our God to the abysmal pit Whence never a God may rise. The wolfish queens Of earth have set their faces stern and sour Against us ; we are bidden to cease — to cease! Ha ! how eternity laughs down their hour, Dragoons their malice with its dominant peace. We are forbidden to love — as one who tri…
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…jar; the British workman took A kindly interest in our kind caresses; The loafing nursemaid and the musing cook Agreed with us entirely. Love impresses Its seal upon the world; is skilled to wake The sympathy of everything that lives. Kindliness flows, not venom, from the snake; The trodden worm dies duly — but forgives. The cabman asked four shillings for the job, And almost boggled at my glad ten bob! ° — 54— Oh! it was rapture and madness once again To turn our tears to kisses brimming over The mouths that never were too wide and fain For lo…
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… 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 some lone secreted star Beyond the visible heaven. Come to me! Come closer ! Is not this as close as death? Are we not o…
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… face the foemen, number them, Measure their arms! Who smiteth us? We wove In grove and garden many a diadem Dewy with all the purity of love. The Hermes of the orchard lets the string Slip from his finger, and the arrow speeds Striking our love beneath the flamy wing So that the héart of heaven breaks and bleeds. That poisoned shaft fed with corrupting germs Hath stricken us to earth : the wound corrodes, Breeding within us all its noisome worms, All the black larvae of the accurst abodes : — The virgin of our reed-shrill ecstasies Raped by th…
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… 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 sacramental] feast.
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…enchauntment of this dreamy god, My mystic sister, my mellific spouse, That shepherds us with his hermetic rod Into the flowery folds of love and sleep Where we have strayed -— O never yetsodeep ! —— 128 — XIII Lola, dear Lola, how the stillness grows ! How drowsy is the world, that folds her wings Over us, folding like a sunset rose Her crimson raptures to the night of things ! How all the voices and the visions fail As we pass through into the silent hall Beyond the vapours and beyond the veil, Beyond the Nothing as beyond the Ail! Ah! then, …
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… agony of the meditated deed. For in the little coppice by the gate Wherein I drew you shy and sly, and kissed Yourlips, your hushed “TI love you” smooth and straight Sweeping to wrap us in the glittering mist Of hell that holds us — even there I heard The lacerating laugh of fate ring out, The dog-faced god pronounce the mantic word, And saw the avengers gather round about Our love. The Moirae neither break nor bend ; The Erinyes hunt us to — no happy end.
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…nd deep-breasted woman To bring her naked body shining, shining With flowers of heaven or flames of Phlegethon Into his hermit cell, her love entwining Into his life with spells that murmur on Black words! For one thing be you sure the same My wine is as the music of your name! Marden. Believe me, mystic maiden 0’ mine, That title shall assure the throne of heaven To you — the more so that your love divine That maidenhood to me hath freely given? Nor have I touched the ark with hands unholy, Nor with unsaintly kisses soiled the shrine: Nepenthe…
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IV Our love is like a glittering sabre bloodied With lives of men; upsoared the 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 subli…
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… drink poison and awake in hell ; Or being but mortal, or nearly mortal, yield Exhausted spirit to the clamant flesh: The book of common love should be unsealed, And we be caught within the common mesh That catches common folk. O God ! bite hard! Smite down rebellious flesh with hideous pain ! Bite hard ! Smite hard! By bruises scarred and marred Love this exultant face! Again! Again! O Lola ! Lola! Lola! Kiss me, Kiss! Nay — nay ! Kiss not! I cannot bear the bliss.
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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…
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…at — 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 kisses fret you, They are intended but to give you ease, And help you to forget me; then, the fixed Ardent in…
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…y power — a spirit grave and gaunt Brilliant and selfish, hard and hot, to flaunt Reared like a flame across the lampless west, Until by love or laughter we enchaunt, Compel ye to Kithairon’s thorny crest — Evoe! Iacche ! consummatum est. — XxI —