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14 THE SOUL OF OSIRIS. Only to me her eyelids sever And lips respire her equal breath ; Still in the unknown star I see The very god that is of me. The day’s pale countenance is lifted, The rude sun’s forehead he uncovers ; No soft delicious clouds have drifted, No wing of midnight’s bird that hovers ; Yet still the hard blind blue is rifted, And still my star and I as lovers Yearn to each other through the sky With eyes half closed in ecstasy. Night, Night, O mother Night, descend ! O daughter of the sleeping sea ! O dusk, O sister-spirit, len…
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… charming child of folly, Where is thy comfort told without a word ? Where are thy plumes, beloved melancholy, Familiar bird ? O emerald star, deep beauty’s avatar, Are thy skies dim ? What throne is thine above ? Where is the crown of thee—thy sevenfold star, My heart of love ? Then from the clinging mist there came a singing, A dirge re-echoes to the poet prayer : “ I am their child to whom thy soul is clinging, I am Despair ! ”
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THE COURT OF THE PROFANE. 11 ASMODEL. ALL down that star whose tender eyes Were on thy bosom at thy birth ! Call, one long passionate note that sighs ! Call, till its beauty bend to earth, Meet thee and lift thee and devise Strange loves within the gleaming girth, And kisses underneath the star Where on her brows its seven rays are. Call her, the maiden of thy sleep, And fashion into human shape The whirling fountains fiery and deep, The incense-columns that bedrape Her glimmering limbs, when shadows creep Among blue tresses that escape The gol…
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…ild of folly !— Looms on my brow, a perched ancestral bird ; Black are its plumes, its eyes are melancholy, It speaks no word. Like to a star, deep beauty’s avatar Pales in the dusky skies so far above : Seven rays of gladness crown its passionate star, One heart of love. The fringing trees, marge of deep-throated seas, Move as I walk : like spectres whispering The spaces of them : let me leave the trees— It is not spring ! Spring—no ! but dying autumn fast and flying, Sere leaves and frozen robins in my breast ! There is the winter—were I sure…
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… O luminous master of the silver feet ! O passionate rose of infinite white fire ! O cross of sacrifice made bitter-sweet ! O wide-wing, star-brow, veritable lord ! O mystic bearer of the flaming sword ! O brows half see, O visionary star Seen in the fragrant breezes of the East ! O lover of my love, O avatar Of the All-One, O mystical High Priest ! O thou before whose eyes my weak eyes fail, Wonderful warden of the Holy Grail ! O thou, mine angel, whom these eyes have seen, These hands have handled, and this mouth has kissed ! O thou, the very…
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106 THE SOUL OF OSIRIS. Flames on my front the fiery star About me and around. Pillared, the sacred sun, afar, Six symphonies of sound ; Flames, as the Gods themselves that are ; Flames, in the abyss profound. The spread arms drop like thunder ! So Rings out the lordlier cry, Vibrating through the streams that flow In ether to the sky, The moving archipelago, Stars in their seigneury. Thine be the kingdom ! Thine the power ! The glory triply thine ! Thine, through Eternity’s swift hour, Eternity, thy shrine— Yea, by the holy lotus-flower, Even …
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…ow, Draw the Infinite within. Light is extended. I and Thou Are as they had not been. So on my head the light is one, Unity manifest ; A star more splendid than the sun Burns for my crownéd crest ; Burns, as the murmuring orison Of waters in the west. What angel from the silver gate Flames to my fierier face ? What angel, as I contemplate The unsubstantial space ? Move with my lips the laws of Fate That bind earth’s carapace ? No angel, but the very light And fire and spirit of Her, Unmitigated, eremite, The unmanifested myrrh,
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…of the dusk, for the Light of the Dawn is in me ! Light on the forehead, and life in the nostrils, and love in the breast, Shine, O thou Star of the Dawning, thou Sun of the Radiant Crest ! Shine, O shine ! Flame through the sky in the strength of the chariot- wheels of the Sun ! R
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… madness-born, Tears fell that might dissolve the stones That grind the accurséd corn. Beneath the deep, beneath the deep, may dwell the star of morn ! “ Therefore, O God, I pray Redemption for the folk That dread the scourging light of day, That bear the midnight yoke. The Chaos was no less than this—and there the light awoke.” “ O Dog of Evil, yea ! Thou hast in wisdom said.
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…ocrates, be still The moveless centre of my will ! My sorrows are more manifold Than His that bore the sins of man. My sins are like the starry fold, My hopes their desolation wan. O Nuit, the starry one arise, And set thy starlight in my skies ! In darkness, in the void abyss, I grope with vain despairing arms. The silence as a serpent is, The rustle of the world alarms. O Horus, Light in Darkness, bless My failure with thine own success ! My suffering is keen as theirs That in Amenti taste of death ; Not mine own pains create these prayers : …
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… Refine us, madden us, and set The feast of unbegotten fire Before our mouths, that mingle yet In this ; the mighty-moulded lyre Of many stars still strikes above Chords of the mastery of love. This subtle fire, this secret flame, Flashes between us as she goes Beyond the night, beyond the Name, Back to her unsubstantial snows ; Cold, glittering, intense, the same Now, yesterday, for aye ! she glows No woman of my mystic bed ; A star, far off, forgotten, dead. Only to me looks out for ever From her cold eyes a fire like death ; Only to me her b…
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… sea, The sea’s large limbs to its embrace Curl, and thy perfume curls round me, An incense on my eager face. I see, beyond all seas and stars, The gates of hell, the paths of death Open : unclasp the surly bars, Before the voice of him that saith : “ I will ! ” Droop lower to my knees ! Sink gently to the leopard’s skin ! I must not stoop and take my ease, Or touch the body lithe and thin. Bright body of the myriad smiles, Sweet serpent of the lower life, The smooth silk touch of thee defiles, The lures and languors of a wife. Slip to the floo…
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…and earth on me attend To prophesy the tyrant’s end. The gates are closed because of night, Whose heavy breath infects the air ; The dog-star gleams, a devilish light : I thought I saw behind me glare The eyes of fiends ; I thought I heard An evil laugh, a mocking word. The gates swing open at The Name, Without a warder roused from sleep ; I pass, with face of burning flame, That is not quenched, although I weep. (For even my tears are tears of fire, For loathing, madness, and desire.) Ah God ! the traps for fervent feet ! The morrow beaconed, …
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120 THE SOUL OF OSIRIS. The oil that flows from that supernal star, And holy fountains of the Influence. Bring peace, and strength, and quicken in my heart Mastery of night-fear and the day-flung dart. Yea ! from the limit of the fallen day, And barren ocean of ungathered Time, Bring Night, and bring Eternity, and stay With white wings pointing where tired feet may climb : Even the pathway where shed blood ran deep To build red roses in the land of Sleep. O guardian of the pallid hours of night ! O tireless watcher of the smitten noon ! O sword…
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…nbroken. Silence, deep silence. Not a shudder stirs The vast demesne of unforgetful space : No comet’s lunatic rush, no meteor whirs, No star dares breathe, no planet knows his place In that supreme unquiet quietude. I am the master of my own deep mood. I am the master. Yea, no doubt I rule The whole mad universe by will extended— Who whispers then, “ O miserable fool ! This night thy might and majesty are ended ; Thy soul shall be required of thee ” ? I heard This voice, and knew it for my proper word ! Yes, mine own voice : the higher spirit …
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…ew her Venom from those pure eyes ? And yet I yearned. Still, I stepped onward. Credit me so far ! The harlot had my soul : my will, the star ! Thus I went onward, as a man goes blind, Into a torrent crowd of mine own kind ;
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…follow with undaunted mein The utmost beauty that their eyes have seen— O patient sufferers ! yet your storm-scarred brows Burn with the star of majesty : your vows Have given you the wisdom and the power To weld eternities within one hour, To bind and braid the North wind’s serpent hair, And track the East wind to his mighty lair Even in the caverns of the womb of dawn ; To take the South wind and his fire withdrawn And clothe him with your kiss ; to seize the West In his gold palace where the sea-winds rest, And hurl him ravening on the break…
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80 THE SOUL OF OSIRIS. Thus I beheld the truth : ye are stars that give me light ; But I read you aright and learn I am walking in the night. Then I turned mine eyes away to the Light that is above you : The answering splendid Dawn arose, and I did not love you. I saw the breaking light, and the clouds fled far away : It was the resurrection of the Golden Star of Day. And now I live in Him ; my heart may trace the years In drops of virginal blood and springs of virginal tears. I love you now again with an undivided song. Because I can never lov…
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…hy very breath With mine to mingle floods of fiery dew With flames of purple, like the sea shot through With golden glances of a fiercer star. Turn to me, bend above me ; you may char These olive shoulders with an old-time kiss, And fix thy mouth upon me for such bliss Of sudden rage rekindled. Turn again, And make delight the minister of pain, And pain the father of a new delight, And light a lamp of torture for the night Too grievous to be borne without a cry To rend the very bowels of the sky And make the archangel gasp—a sudden pang, Most l…