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… Fit for the assuaging of a deadlier thirst Our throats can sound than pray for further favour; Than Attis knew or Abelard: even so Even though our sorrow, eating up our days, I suffer; than some lovely nun accurst Devour us also. Gods enjoy the savour Who beats her breast upon the convent bars, Of Man's thanksgiving ; from their holy place Even so you suffer : let its draught restore Beholding mortals, they are wroth to see All lovers (that invoke the sad cold stars) Tears ; they rejoice to see a proud glad face Unto good luck : then you and I…
1909 · PDF PAGE 53
ALY Though I adorn my thought with angel tresses Or pluck its pallium from the demon-kings, My spirit rests at ease in your caresses, And cares not for the song, so that it sings. Life is but one caress, one song of gladness, One infinite pulse of love in tune with you; One infinite pulse, upsoaring into madness, Down sinking to content, O far and few The stars that follow our lofty pilgrimage Into the abyss of silence and delight Beyond the glamour of the world, the age, The illusions of the light and of the night. Wherefore accept these meteo…
1909 · PDF PAGE 29
AIV Alas! the appointed term is sternly set Inviolable to this our colloquy. For though you be afar, my Lola, yet You have been with me, whispering to me. I bow my head to write, and on the nape O’ th’ neck I feel your lips. I raise my head To dream — your mouth achievesitsluscious rape — I fall back — you are on me — I am dead. Could it be better? For I surely know That you will follow me adown the deep When I lay pen and paper by, and go Into the ardent avenues of sleep : — There also we will drink the appeasing wine, Lola, my Lola, mystic ma…
1909 · PDF PAGE 58
…ur dead universe Their frenzy rolled; henceforth no prince or power Should lift the sterile strength of that one curse Even to bring one thought to birth one hour. For now we knew; ” it is a lonely thing To sit supreme upon the single throne; ” But being come thus far, goes glittering: " It is a lovely thing to be alone! ” Silence! Beware to speak the fatal word That might inweave our two-ply with a third ! IX Wherefore again in sexless sanctity The mighty lingam rears its stilled sublime; The mighty yoni spreads its chastity Against the assaul…
1909 · PDF PAGE 31
…ts 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 69
…erceive their sorrow was my fun, Their Hecuba my mocking Brinvilliers? * I neither know nor care. What we have done We have done. Admit, though, you are rare and rich! This palely-wandering knight has found a flame Both merciless and beautiful, you witch! ' You play the game, and frankly, as a game! This is the hour of prattle — tell me true! I have never met another such. Have you? —113— .
1909 · PDF PAGE 61
…ast, and eagle’s wings ! You are my riddle, and the answer sinks Below the deep essential base of things, Rises above the utmost brim of thought And bubbles over as impatient song. Yet ‘ We are one ” is all, and allis naught; And this one “ one”, and “all”, and “naught " The whole content of our imagining, [shall throng The great arcanum in the adytum hid From men, and though we carve or kiss or sing, The Sphinx is dumb, and blind the Pyramid. ~~ Now our affairs are ordered perfectly. Give me your mouth, your mouth, and let us die! - — GQ) — “I
1909 · PDF PAGE 74
…hat do we know? It 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 33
…the corner of the evil year And find a brave new springtide coming on. Meanwhile by stealth I may invoke your shade And clasp you to me, though it be a dream Or little more, a vision from the Maid~ That rules by Phlegethon's sepulchral streain. Nay ! it is more: by magic art compel (My soul!) my maiden’s body to appear Visible, tangible, enjoyable Even to the senses of the amorous seer, Whose demon ministers through the gulphs and glooms Convey his mistress 6n their meteor plumes. VIL? More, I will visit you, forlorn who lie Crying for lack of …
1909 · PDF PAGE 67
…Ah, but I can. The agony extends — Iam wrapt up all in an equal hell. There is a point at which emotion ends. Tam come through to peace, though pain yet swell Its paean in my every vein and nerve. Try me, o God, convulse me to the marrow ! I am its element ; I shall not swerve. Lam Apollo too; I loose one arrow Swift enough, straight enough to conquer you. O Sphinx! Gaze on! I can be silent too. IX Now then the pressure and the pain increase, And ever nearer grows the exulting rose Your face; and like a Malay with his kriss ° That runs amok you…
1909 · PDF PAGE 5
…ouds without water havenosilver lining. The unhappy man need not have feared that the poor servants of God would claim him as repentant, though surely we would all have shed the last drop of our blood to bring him to the grace of God. Alas ! it was not to be. The devilish precautions of this human fiend excluded all such possibilities. He died as he had lived, no doubt. Alas! no doubt. — VII—