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RONDELS (AT MONTE CARLO) Written in the Casino, Monte Carlo. I THERE is no hell but earth : O coil of fate Binding us surely in the Halls of Birth, The unsubstantial, the dissolving state ! There is no hell but earth. Vain are the falsehoods that subserve to mirth. Dust is to dust, create or uncreate. The wheel is bounded by the world’s great girth. By prayer and penance unregenerate, Redeemed by no man’s sacrifice or worth, We swing : no mortal knows his ultimate. There is no hell but earth. II In all the skies the planets and the stars Receiv…
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THE LITTLE HALF-SOVEREIGN RED is the angry sunset, Murk is the even grey, Heavy the clouds that hover Over our Hell to-day. “ Say, in our dark Gomorrah, Lord, can an angel find Fifty, but fifty, righteous— Body—I say not Mind.” Sadly the angel turneth— “ Stay, ere thou fleest, stay ; Canst thou not find me twenty ? ” “ Nay ” is the answer, “ nay.” “ Are there not ten, bright spirit, Hidden, nor quickly seen, Somewhere in Hell’s dark alleys, Somewhere in Walham Green ? “ Speak, for I see thy forehead Sadden in dark denial, Is there not one that …
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…atiate, Kissing away the hard decrees of Fate, Kissing insatiable in mad desire, Kisses whose agony may never tire, Kissing the gates of hell, the sword of God, Each unto each a serpent or a rod, A well of wine and fire, each unto each, Whose lips are fain convulsively to reach A higher heaven, a deeper hell. Ah ! day So soon to dawn, delight to snatch away ! Damned day, whose sunlight finds us as with wine Drunken, with lust made manifest divine Devils of darkness, servants unto hell— Yea, king and queen of Sheol, terrible Above all fiends and…
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…LOOD-LOTUS Why art thou paler when the moon grows loftier in the troublous sky ? Why dost thou beat and heave when I press lips of fire, hell’s princeliest boon, To thy mad petals, green and gold like angels’ wings, when as a flood God’s essence fills them, and the blood throughout their web grows icy cold ? To thy red centre are my eyes held fast and fervent, as at night Some sad miasma lends a light of strange and silent blasphemies To lure a soul to hell, to draw some saint’s charred lust, to tempt, to win Another sacrifice to sin, another p…
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…e, At last the master ? Did not keen remorse Bite thy soul ere the spear had pierced thy side ? VIII I, certes, I shall gladly quit this hell Where dream and action walk not hand-in-hand ! May I use the brand and perish by the brand ! Saint Peter denied Jesus—He did well. GLOIRE ET LOUANGE GLORY and praise to thee, O Satan, in the height Of Heaven, where thou didst rule, and in the night Of Hell, where conquered, dost dream silently ! Grant that one day my soul ’neath Knowledge-Tree Rest near thine own soul, when from thy forehead Like a new te…
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… Nay ! ten thousand devils ! nay ! And a devil in a vision Hisses as I slumber, “ Yea ! “ Heaven of your accurst creation Shall become a hell of fire ; Death for kisses, and damnation For your love shall God require.”
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…s of fadeless bays Unto the sorrow and pain we praise ? Yea, we must praise, though the deadly shade Fall on the morrow, though fires of hell Harrow our vitals ; a miracle Springs at thy kisses, for thou hast made Anguish and sorrow desirable ; Torment of hell as the leaves that fade Quickly forgotten, despised, decayed. They are decayed, but thou springest again, Mother of mystery, barren, who bearest Flowers of most comeliest children, who wearest Wounds for delight, whose desire shall stain Star-space with blood as the price thou sharest Swe…
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…one joy, one love, one shame for leaven, Quit hope and life, quit fear and death and love, Implacable as God, desired above All loves of hell or heaven, supremely wed, Knit in one soul in one delicious bed More hot than hell, more wicked than all things, Vast in our sin, whose unredeeming wings Rise o’er the world, and flap for lust of death, Eager as any one that travaileth ; So in our lust, the monstrous burden borne Heavy within the womb, we wait the morn Of its fulfilment. Thus eternity Wheels vain wings round us, who may never die But clin…
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… with tears, Nor blood of martyrs drawn from myriad spheres, Nor watery blood of Christ ; that blood shall boil With all the fury of our hellish toil ; His veins shall dry with heat ; his bones shall bleach Cold and detested, picked of dogs, on each Dry separate dunghill of burnt Golgotha. But we will wrest from heaven a little star, The Star of Bethlehem, a lying light Fit for our candle, and by devils’ might Fix in the vast concave of hell for us To lume its ghastly shadows murderous, That in the mirror of the lake of fire We may behold the i…
1905 · PDF PAGE 54
…nd miserably die ! Seed of Abel, thine oblation Sweet to Seraphim doth smell : Seed of Cain, shall thy damnation Ever find the bounds of Hell ? Race of Abel, see thy seed And thy cattle flourish more ! Race of Cain, for hunger’s need, Like a dog thy bowels roar. Seed of Abel, warm thy paunch At thy patriarchal hall ! Seed of Cain, on shivering haunch Squat in cave, despised jackal ! 49
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…ments keen, Sing me the song that tells me Ever of Walham Green. Sing of the little half-sovereign Dancing in golden sheen ; Leave me in Hell—or, better, Leave me in Walham Green. [The occasion of this poem was the meeting of the author with a fair and virtuous damsel of pleasant address and conversation. She politely asked him to call at her residence on the following Sunday : but, on his doing so, she straightway demanded half-a-sovereign, and proffered a shameful equivalent. The indignant boy went off and gave vent to his feeling in the abov…
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…mall, small ring Stamped with the Hoof of Satan, Bearing the name of King. Then, in the murky midnight, Silently lead me down, Down into Hell’s dark portals, Far in the West of Town.
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…f a school where a parson and a chapel were considered with the rest of the non-Plymouth-Brethren world as so many devils let loose from hell.—R. P. L.) I
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… at my suffering. Fill up with Death Life’s loving-cup ! Give me the knowledge, me the power For some new sin one little hour, provoking Hell to belch us up.
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…es driven, Fly far away beyond the immutable ; Whether thy soul shall find its home in heaven, Or dart far-flaming through the vaults of hell— To him that loveth much is much forgiven. Farewell !
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…gate ; beyond the immanent miracle. O secret self of things ! I have nor feet nor wings Except to follow far beyond Heaven and Earth and Hell, Until I mix my mood And being in thee, as in my hermit’s hood I grow the thing I contemplate—that selfless Solitude !
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…reality ! Seekers for the Infinite, satyrs, worshippers, Now mad with cries, now torn with agony ! You whom my soul has followed to your hell, Poor sisters, more beloved than wept by me, For your fierce woes, your lusts insatiable, And the urns of love that fill the hearts of ye !
1905 · PDF PAGE 133
… For all things desired Not one as death is so desirable, Seeing all sorrows pass, all joys endure, All lessons last. Not heaven and not hell (My spirit is grown sure) Await the lover But death’s veil draws, life’s mother to discover, Nature ; no longer mother, but a bride ! Ay ! there is none beside. O brothers mightier than my mightiest word In the least sob that stirred Your lyres, bring me, me also to the end ! Be near to me, befriend Me in the moonlit, moonless deeps of death, And with exalted breath Breathe some few flames into the embers…
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…way went steep, ill bound On an accursed task, so dark it loomed Amid its yews and cypresses, each mound About each root, a grave, where Hell entombed A vampire till the night broke sepulchre And all its phantoms desperate and doomed
1905 · PDF PAGE 99
… 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