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THE GATE OF THE SANCTUARY. 55 “ THE TWO LOVES.” HAT is my soul ? The shadow of my will. What is my will ? The sleeper’s sigh at waking. Osiris ! Orient godhead ! let me still Rest in the dawn of knowledge, ever slaking My lips and throat where yon rose-glimmering hill, The Mountain of the East, its lips is taking To Thy life-lips : I hear Thy keen voice thrill ; Arise and shine ! the clouds of earth are breaking ! The clouds are parted : yes ! And there above I bathe in ether and self-shining light ; My soul is filled with the eternal love ; I …
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…the end beyond the darkling goal ? These are my passions that my feet must tread ; This is my sword, the fervour of my soul ; This is my Will, the crown upon my head. For see ! the darkness beckons : I have gone, Before this terrible hour, towards the gloom, Braved the wild dragon, called the tiger on With whirling cries of pride, sought out the tomb Where lurking vampires battened, and my steel Has wrought its splendour through the gates of death. My courage did not falter : now I feel My heart beat wave-wise, and my throat catch breath As if …
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…l thy beauty, even thine, be made As pure and mighty as these hills that roll In mist and sun and shade ? O thou ! the Highest ! make my will as thine, My consciousness, the consciousness divine !
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…is quest of woe ? What is the end ? Consider and discern ! ” Banish the thought ! My working reason still Is the rebellious vassal to my will. Because I will it. That is God’s own mind. I cast all thought and prudence to the wind : On, to the quest ! The cursed parrot hill Mocks on, on, on ! The thought is left behind. Night came upon me thus—a wizard hand Grasping with silence the reluctant land. Through night I clomb—behind me grew the light Reflected in the portal of the night. I reached the crest at dawn—pallid I stand Uncomprehending of th…
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…ncountered blade. I was determined he should take my life. “ Went your glance back—encountering my wife ? ” “ Taunt me ! ” I cried ; “ I will not be afraid ! ” My whole soul weary of the coward strife. He seemed to see no opening I gave, But hated me the more. Serene and suave, He fenced with deep contempt. I stumble, slip, Guard wide—and only move his upper lip. “ You know I will not strike, Sir pure and brave ! Fight me your best—or I shall find a whip ! ” That stung me, even me. He wronged me, so : Therefore some shame and hate informed the …
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THE COURT OF THE PROFANE. 37 And slip half-conscious to the old embrace. And now you will not let me see your face Or hear your voice or touch you. Ah ! the hour ! He moves. Come back, come back, my life’s one flower ! Come back. One kiss before you leave me. So ! Stop—turn—one little kiss before you go ; It is my right—you must. Oh no ! Oh no !
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…n the blood Mixed with thy poison finds its subtle food, Intoxicating my divinity ! Disdainful hands behind thee, I may take What joys I will—but thou wilt not awake. L
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…ed in her forlorn Light, with her lips is met ; My lips, that murmur in the morn, With lustrous dew are wet. My prayer is mighty with my will ; My purpose as a sword Flames through the adamant, to fill The gardens of the Lord With music, that the air be still, Dumb to its mighty chord. I stand above the tides of time And elemental strife ; T
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…e la volonté de l’homme— C’est le ventre ! ”—Old proverb. The worst of meals is that we have to meet. They trick my purpose and evade my will, Remind my conscience that I love her still, And pull my spirit from its lofty seat. For I withdraw myself : my stealthy feet Seek half-ashamed the alembic which I fill To the epic-mark—one sonnet to distil, In this poor miracle—my love to cheat. Dinner clangs cheerily from my lady’s gong. A man must eat in intervals of song ! Swift feet run back to hide my hate of her. And then—that hate flies truant, as…
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…n’s amazing cup. Oh, mine, mine, mine, Mine, if your kisses maddened me or killed, Mine, at the price of my damnation deep, Mine, if you will, as once your glances willed ! Take me, or break me, slay or sooth to sleep, If only yours one hour, one perfect hour, Remembrance and despair and hope to steep In the infernal potion of that flower, My poisonous passion for your blood ! Behold ! How utterly I yield, how gladly dower Our sin with my own spirit’s quenchéd gold, Clothe love with my own soul’s immortal power, Give thee my body as a fire to h…
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… : I reign : For I am master of desire. Silent, I pass amid the folk Caught in its mesh, slaves to its yoke. Silent, unknown, I work and will Redemption, godhead’s master-stroke, And breaking of the wands of ill. No man hath seen beneath my brows Eternity’s exultant house. No man hath noted in my brain The knowledge of my mystic spouse. I watch the centuries wax and wane. Poor, in the kingdom of strong gold, My power is swift and uncontrolled. Simple, amid the maze of lies ; A child, among the cruel old, I plot their stealthy destinies. I
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…head ; you win The devil’s bargain ; I am yours to kill, Yours, for one kiss ; my spirit for your skin ! O bitter love, consuming all my will ! O love destroying, that hast drained my life Of all those fountains of dear blood that fill My heart ! O woman, would I call you wife ? Would I content you with one touch divine To flood your spirit with the clinging strife Y
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…y grief, and sympathise ! I cannot round the perfect wheel, Attain not to the fuller end. In part I love, in part I feel, Know, worship, will, and comprehend. O Mother Nephthys, fill me up Thine own perfection’s deadly cup ! My aspiration quails within me ; “ My heart is fixed,” in vain I cry ; The little loves and whispers win me : “ Eli, lama sabacthani ! ” O Chomse, moon-god, grant thy boon, The silver pathway of the moon ! Beyond the Glory of the Dawn, Beyond the Splendour of the Sun, Thy secret Spirit is withdrawn, The plumes of the Concea…
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…OUL OF OSIRIS. I hardly dare to hope the sun. I seek the darkness, not the light. O Lord Harpocrates, 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…
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…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 floor, I must not turn : There is a lion in the way ! The star of morning rise and burn : I seek the dim supernal day ! S…
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… ! As a flash there came The jealous secret and the guarded name. The quest was mine ! And yet my thoughts confute My intuition ; and my will was mute. My voice—ah ! flashes out the word of flame : “ Eternal Beauty, One and absolute ! ” The overwhelming sweetness of a voice Filled me with Godhead. “ Still remains the choice ! Thou knowest me for Beauty ! Canst thou bear The fuller vision, the abundant air ? ” I only wept. The elements rejoice ; No tear before had ever fallen there. I thought within myself a bitter thing, Standing abased. The go…
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…e 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 speaks, Stemming the hands that guide, the arms that hold, Even the infinite brain : that spirit seeks A loftier dawn of more ephemeral gold— Ephemeral, and eternal : droop thine he…
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…beneath me ; and the firmament Moving with quicker robes that swept the air. Still Dian drew me to her bosom bare, And madness more than will was my content. I moved, and as I moved I was aware ! The plain is covered with a many dead. Glisten white bone and salt-encrusted head, Glazed eye imagined, of a crystal built. And see ! dark patches, as of murder spilt. Ugh ! “ So thy fellows of the quest are sped ! Thou shall be with them : onward, if thou wilt ! ” So was the chilling whisper at my side, Or in my brain. Then surged the maddening tide O…
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THE GATE OF THE SANCTUARY. 65 Yet the thought chilled me as I touched the reins. Ah ! the poor horse, he will not. So remains, Divided in his love. With mastered tears I stride toward the parapet. My ears Catch his low call ; and now a song complains. The bridge is bleeding and the river hears. Ah ! God ! I cannot live for pity deep Of that heart-quelling chant—I could not sleep Ever again to think of it. I close My hearing with my fingers. Gently goes A quivering foot above them as they weep— I weep, I also, as the river flows. Slowly the brid…
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…er. To renew 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 ;