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…al Caucasus, A mystical portent Of some obscure event Darkly miraculous Written below the West In Fate’s dark palimpsest ; Obscure — the sun to eclipse ! I fed my flaming lips Upon the limbs of slaves, Great Nubian girls that bled Upon the sands — so laves The sun his fire in cloud When the sea glows glassy red At the buffet of the wind On its cheek all wrinkle-lined. Ah ! thou Lord God ! thus thrice I made thy sacrifice. Still thou art dumb, Though I am duly come
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I8 THE WORLD’S TRAGEDY. Beyond speech, beyond song, beyond evidence. There is wonder intense, a miraculous sun, As the many are molten and mixed into one With the heat of its passion ; the one hath invaded The heights of its soul, and its laughter is braided With comets whose plumes are the galaxies Like winds on the night’s inaccessible seas. Oh master ! my master ! nay, bid me not ride To the heaven beyond heaven ; for I may not abide. I faint : I am frail : not a mortal may bear The invisible light, the abundance of air. I fail : I am sinkin…
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THE GREY NIGHT. I35 PUBLIUS How very surprising, For the sun shews devil a sign of rising ! AGRIPPA The guard should have come an hour ago To relieve us. IST SOLDIER By Zeus ! ’twas a foul throw ! 2ND SOLDIER Throw again ! 3RD SOLDIER It’s Venus ! The coat is mine. Silky-soft and rainbow-fine ! Would the world were never duller Than this cool cascade of colour ! AGRIPPA Something serious is occurring. All the town is lighted, stirring. We had best bring reinforcement.
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…he frolics, the fancies, The fires, the desires, The dives and the dances, The lutes and the lyres ! Follow, o follow, Sweet seed of the sun ! Through the wood, through the hollow, The race is begun That shall fill the day up With the roses of pleasure, The rod — and the cup — And the crown of our treasure ! Sweet are our voices ; Our bodies are bare ; Their spirit rejoices Afloat in the air,
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THE RED STAR. 4I Of sun and rain. Arise ! The red gleam in thine eyes ! Up, up and slay ! 2ND SATYR Fair child, Laugh thou ; God honours thee (Look ! then, methinks, he smiled !) To condescend to bless That unripe loveliness. The acid of thine immaturity Shall be a sharpness in his mouth Cloyed with too clinging sweet Of the full-bosomed South. IST SATYR Beside those rose-fair feet Dimpled with fairy kisses There’s no bright-tinted bird In all the blue abysses Worth even a plumeless word. THE CHILD I do not like this place.
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… grove Naked and armless, save For this seraphic glaive. How then ? What other price May serve thy sacrifice ? Ah ! by the evil glint Of sun, portends an hint. Shall I the childless king, Chaste in thy praise, resign That which was never mine, The power of — spring ? Ay ! by the fierce glad gleam On thy dark lips, I see Thy sober ecstasy To watch the soft bright stream Bubble and curl, like passion-flowers alight On the seductive malachite, To take with greedy joy This — toy. The jewels all-precious of a man Waste death before thee — Pan !
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… RED STAR. 45 IST SATYR O the rich red blood that swims on Over all the malachite ! 2ND SATYR Ah ! the banquet gold and crimson Like the sun afeast at night ! ALEXANDER Out of the fume of the blood arise Two lithe nymphs with amethyst eyes, Sparkling with the wanton pleasure That their small and laughing scarlet Mouths betrayed, as overmeasure Bubbled out the dancing harlot Music of them, snaky slim, Panther-smooth and light of limb Wreathed with wealth of mystic berry, As they leap, divinely drunken On the very blood that gat them, Insolent an…
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…lvet vice of a singing siren ! I lift this blade to sheer In one deliberate sweep Of startling light All that man holdeth dear. From the sun’s high steep to the great deep Of unimaginable night To dive — I dive. Lord, now ! Pan ! Pan ! Accept the supreme vow ! The man Shall be no more a man — Stay ! who are these ?
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… With music and with love. Set to the wine, and slide Each twined like vines, fair boy, fair bride, Down the long glade of sleep, At the sun’s summoning. We shall be carolling, upon the steep, The happy dawn’s return. We shall wake — and bathe — and burn.
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36 THE WORLD’S TRAGEDY. The doing is done ; Bare is mine head To the fire of the sun. But thou, o my Lord, are quiet and still ; And the feathers are clipt from the wings of the will. Still are thy lips And void of motion, Like red-sailed ships On a windless ocean ? Hast thou no lust To involve in a curse The insane dust Of the universe ? Speak, o my Lord ! I have journeyed afar In the wake of the terrible crimson star. A harp between mine hands, Murmurous and musical, I come from far-off lands To seek Thee who are All. Amid my warrior bands I …
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…e crowns that flashing brow ; Thine head like the wise bird Splendidly grim That utters that unutterable word ; Thy body like the bright sun in his strength ; And all thy virgin length Armed with the sword and balances, Gold as the ultimate galaxies — Thou art evanished. Surely the Presence of the Lord wast thou
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…eauty, strength, virtue, all are gone. (the eclipse passes.) Now sudden springs the natural face Of all the earth’s old grace. The broad sun smiles, as if that fatal close Of the revel in the garden of Eros
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… voices ; the earth heaves and pants As if the seven and seventy elephants Snow-white of Solomon made hither, marched On the black earth sun-parched Into the battle-front ; grave and sonorous, A clang of arms salutes these ears, that twitch To catch the zenith pitch Of aught that, human or divine, Might pour some drowsy wine, Poppy-heads bruised and seethed In milk of asses ivy-wreathed With honey and spice and wine moon-pale Strained though a virgin’s veil — To ease this itch. Enter a Roman Centurion and his guard. THE CENTURION Ha ! Publius, …
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… starvation standing by ! Poet, painter, sculptor, sage Prostituted to their age ; Or starved or tortured, should they hold To the clear sunlight and the age of gold, — Scarce a tithe of all I see, Yet — thou dost not pity me ? ALEXANDER Thou art near death : thy corpse light dawns on us. See ! the tenebrous glare and venomous And all it shews. Enough ! I leave thee, man, To hide me in the secret place of Pan Beneath the fallen groves Arcadian. He fades away, as if the new light, making the filth visible, made him invisible. ISSA I am nailed he…
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…p ! Let me sink into the deep ! Till the morning pale and fresh Find my flesh against his flesh, And mine eyes within his eyes Watch the sun of glory rise ! All my breath is like new wine. I have flaxen hair and fine. From my shoulders to my feet Like the sunlight in the wheat ! If I laugh, the moon-curved pearls Match and master any a girl’s. If I weep, as joy may weep, One would say the fountain-steep Of Dione dropped its dew Through the vivid veil of blue. I am limber like a snake. I am soft, and slow to slake — For a curling, crimson fire F…
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…thy father’s leper-thought. This be thy doom, that thou shalt see The curses that are born of thee ! Thou black bat that hast barred the sun From the sight of man, thou minion Of death and disease, of toil and want, Of slavery, knavery, greed and cant, Of bigotry, murder, hypocrisy — Speak thou the things that are seen of thee ! ISSA Canst thou not save me, Pan, And balk the bestial plan ?
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54 THE WORLD’S TRAGEDY. With the sun glittering amorously. But now, o Pan, the whole world falls With its reeling rout of Bacchanals Into the gulf, and thy wild note Shrills up from the black Nothing’s throat Like an enchanted harp that playeth Melodies, melodies magniloquent of death. Yea ! o thou golden wan strange-smiling one, Thou art not only cold. Thine ivory came from fierce bull-elephants That trampled Persians in their battle-rage ; Thy gold was found by men most grave and sage Among the sands of a strange river. How my breast pants ! …
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…ith deep-set glittering eyes of green flecked with fire. His beard is short, square, curly, and black mingled with red. It is noon ; the sun stands sole and supreme in the abyss of azure. The grove is completely hidden from the outer world by its ilex, and by the dark fastnesses of yew and cypress about it. The man — Alexander, the great king — stands upright, facing the God, his arms raised as if to smite with the sword. ALEXANDER Naked I stand In the Garden of Pan. Bare is the brand That maketh a man. The saying is said ;
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…efuse to fly over it ! May it stand as a curse, as a fear, as an hate, among men ! May the wicked dwell the- rein ! May the light of the Sun be withheld therefrom, and the light of the Moon not lighten it ! May it become the home of the shells of the dead, and may the demons of the pit inhabit it ! May it be accursed, accursed, accursed — accursed for ever and ever ! And still, standing as I stand in the prime of early manhood, free from all the fetters of the body and the mind, do I curse the memory thereof unto the ages. It was a good enough …