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1905 · PDF PAGE 13

Oracles

…s College Hospital IN the hospital bed she lay, Rotting away ! Cursing by night and cursing by day, Rotting away ! The lupus is over her face and head, Filthy and foul and horrid and dread, And her shrieks they would almost wake the dead ; Rotting away ! In her horrible grave she lay, Rotting away ! Rotting by night, and rotting by day, Rotting away ! In the place of her face is a gory hole, And the worms are gnawing the tissues foul, And the devil is gloating over her soul, Rotting away ! 8

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1905 · PDF PAGE 135

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…pire me idling now, lone on the lonely tide ? Here in the beauty of the place, hope laughs and says me nay ; In nature’s bosom, in God’s face, I read Decay, Decay. Here in the splendour of the Law that built the eternal sphere, Beauty and majesty and awe, I fail of any cheer. Here, in caprice, in will divine, I see no perfect peace ; Here, in the Law’s impassive shrine, no hope is of release. All things escape me, all repine, all alter, ruin, cease. II But thou, O Lord, O Apollo, Must thou utterly change and pass ? Thy light be lost in the holl…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 88

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HYMN TO APOLLO Written in the Temple of Apollo, Scotland. GOD of the golden face and fiery forehead ! Lord of the Lion’s house of strength, exalted In the Ram’s horns ! O ruler of the vaulted Heavenly hollow ! Send out thy rays majestic, and the torrid Light of thy song ! thy countenance most splendid Bend to the suppliant on his face extended ! Hear me, Apollo ! Let thy fierce fingers sweep the lyre forgotten ! Recall the ancient glory of thy chanted Music that thrilled the hearts of men, and haunted Life to adore thee ! Cleanse thou our marke…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 131

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…ing dim Bent over him, one colour and one form With the dark leaves ; but warm And capable of some diviner air. Her limbs were bare, her face supremely fair, Her soul one shapely splendour, Her voice indeed as tender As very silence : so he would not speak, But let his being fade : that all the past Grew shadowy and weak, And lost its life at last, Being mere dream to this that was indeed Life : and some utter need Of this one’s love grew up in him : he knew The spirit of that dew In his own soul ; and this indeed was love. The faint girl bent …

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1905 · PDF PAGE 101

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…e, I dropped. What bitter curses and despair Rang through wide aether ! How the trumpet blare Cursed back at me ! Thou canst not see His Face ! Equal and Spouse ? Bring forth the Virgin Dower, Eternal Wisdom and Eternal Power ! I woke ! and in a well’s untroubled pool I saw my face—and I was ugly now ! Blood-spattered ebony eyelash and white brow ! Blood on my lips, and hair, and breast ! “ Thou fool ! ” A horrid torture in my heart—and then I licked my lips : the tigress tasted blood. My changèd features—wash them in the flood Of murder ! This…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 93

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…re me intense and emaciate, waste me, are nothing to me. Still in the desolate place, still in the bosom that was Even as a veil for thy face, thy face in a breathed-on glass, Hangs there a vulture, and tears with a beak of iron and fire. I know not his name, for he wears no feathers of my desire. It is thou, it is thou, lone maiden ! My heart is a bird that flies Far into the azure laden with love-lorn songs and cries. O Goddess of Nature and Love ! Thyself is the lover I see. But thou art in the above, and thy kiss is not for me.

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1905 · PDF PAGE 74

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…f noon Flings forth the thunder-swoon. Smite us, and slay, Amoun, Amoun, Achiha ! II Thoth, from the starry space Flash out the splendid face ! Wisdom, immortal grace, Thoth, turn to usward ! III Deep, deep thy sombre Sea, Spouse of eternity ! Mother, we cry to Thee : Hear us, Mout, Mother ! IV Sound, sistron, sound afar ! Shine, shine, O dawning Star ! Flame, flame, O meteor Car ! Isis, Our Lady ! 69

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1905 · PDF PAGE 165

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… sous, a franc, a key, some stuff, soft grey. The mocking laughter trills upon her tongue : “ There’s all my fortune.” “ And your pretty face ! What do you do ? ” Wearily, “ I am gay.” “ What do you hope for ? ” Simply, “ To die young.” 160

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1905 · PDF PAGE 45

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THE BLOOD-LOTUS THE ashen sky, too sick for sleep, makes my face grey ; my senses swoon. Here, in the glamour of the moon, will not some pitying godhead weep For cold grey anguish of her eyes, that look to God, and look in vain, For death, the anodyne of pain, for sleep, earth’s trivial paradise ? Sleep I forget. Her silky breath no longer fans my ears ; I dream I float on some forgotten stream that hath a savour still of death, A sweet warm smell of hidden flowers whose heavy petals kiss the sun, Fierce tropic poisons every one that fume and s…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 182

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…and that strange ‘ Philosopher’s Progress,’ which begins ‘ That which is highest as the deep Is fixed, the depth as that above ; Death’s face is as the face of Sleep ; And Lust is likest Love,’ share at least Blake’s impenetrable simplicity of form, and their symbolism is, like his, curiously seductive, even where it seems

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1905 · PDF PAGE 50

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…es her swart lissome legs and hips, half serpent and half devil, till My whole self seems to lie in her ; her kisses draw my breath ; my face Loses its lustre in the grace of her quick bosom ; sinister The raving spectres reel ; I see beyond my Circe’s eyes no shape Save vague cloud-measures that escape the dance’s whirling witchery.

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1905 · PDF PAGE 89

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…re Thee, the amazing ! I follow to the eagle-baffling sight, Limitless oceans of abounding space ; Purposed to bind myself, but know thy face, Phœbus, in gazing.

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1905 · PDF PAGE 90

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… my spirit understands, Weighs out the offering, accepts the pain, Hearing the pæan of the unprofane ! Lycian, listen ! God of the fiery face, the eyes inviolate ! Lord of soundless thunders, lightnings lightless ! Hear me now, for joy that I see thee sightless, Fervent to follow. Grant one boon ; destroy me, let me die elate, Blasted with light intolerant of a mortal, That the undying in me pass thy portal ! Hear me, Apollo. Hear me, or if about thy courts be girded Paler some purple softening the sunlight Merciful, mighty, O divide the one li…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 134

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…ss, This night of nights ! The stars disdain a lustre dusk or dim. Twin love-birds on the land complain, a wistful happy hymn. I turn my face toward the main : I laugh and dive and swim. Now fronts me foaming all the light of surf-bound waters pent ; Now from the black breast of the night the Southern Cross is rent. I top the mighty wall of fears ; the dark wave rolls below. A tall swift ship on wings appears, a cataract of snow Plunging before the white east wind ; she meets the eager sea As forest green by thunder thinned meets fire’s emblazo…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 178

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…nto God’s. But God—what divinity rises To me in the mountainous place ? What sun beyond suns, and surprises Mine eyes at the dawn of His face ?

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1905 · PDF PAGE 102

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…eak the royal wand. Mortal, a plaything for a thousand fears, I found the earth ; I found a lonely place To gaze for ever on the ocean’s face, Lamenting through the lamentable years ; Without a god, deprived of life and death, Sensible only to that sombre breath. Thus wait I on the spring-forgotten shore ; Looking with vain unweeping eyes, for aye Into the wedding of the sea and sky, (That do not wed, ay me !) for evermore

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1905 · PDF PAGE 118

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…y own dear tower. He will not fail me for a sudden shower ! My friend ! How often have I longed to see Again his gallant figure and that face Radiant—how long ago we parted !—we The dearest friends that ever were ! Ah me ! I curse even now that hateful parting-place. But now—he comes ! How glad I am ! Apace Fly the glad minutes—There he is at last ! I know the firm foot on the marble floor. The hour-glass turns ! What miseries to cast For ever to the limbo of the past ! He knocks—my friend ! O joy for evermore ! He calls ! “ Open the door ! Ope…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 67

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…ulating in the splendid sun Of its white moony radiance, in the light Of its immaculate eternity, Thy glorious vision ! O thou Starlight face, And crownèd diamond of my self and soul, Thou Queenly Angel of my Higher Will, Form in my spirit a more subtle fire Of God, that I may comprehend the more The sacred purity of thy divine Essence ! O Queen, O Goddess of my life, Light unbegotten, Scintillating spark Of the All-Self ! O holy, holy Spouse Of my most godlike thought, come forth ! I say, And manifest unto thy worshipper In more candescent ful…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 99

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… the flowers of earth ! O Self-hood softer than the babe at birth, Sweeter than love, more amorous than wine, Where is thy peer upon the face of life ? I love myself, the daughter of the dawn. Come, silken night, in your deep wings withdrawn Let me be folded, as a tender wife In my own arms imagined ! Let me sleep, Unwaking from the admirable deep ! My arms fell lazily about the bed. I lay in some delicious trance. I fell Deep through sleep’s chambers to the gate of Hell, And on that flaming portalice I read

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1905 · PDF PAGE 69

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…O dazzling one, Wrapped in the glory of the Holy Place Whence I have called thee : Come thou forth to me, And permeate my being, till my face Shine with thy light reflected, till my brows Gleam with thy starry symbol, till my voice Reach the Ineffable : Come forth, I say, And make me one with thee : that all my ways May glitter with the holy influence, That I may be found worthy at the end To sacrifice before the Holy Ones : That in thy Glory, Strength, and Majesty, And by the Beauty and Harmony of Heaven That fills its fountains at the Well of…

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