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THE TEMPEST Wide-winged, many-throated, Colossal, sublime, I come and am coated With feathers of Time. I hear the deep note, head My pinions to climb, The roar of devoted Large limbs of the mine That mocks the loud lords of Olympus; we mingle; I wake. I come with the sound of a snake. ORPHEUS O storm many-winded, O life of the air, Thou angry and blinded Hast sky for thy share. O mother deep-minded, My lyre to my prayer Responds, and the elements answer or ever my soul is aware. Ye powers of deep water And sea-running bays, Earth’s fugitive dau…
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What light of love Your depth endued ? Come forth! I invoke ye, O wells, ye dwellers of dim solitude! THE WELLS Deep and calm to heaven’s mirror Through the cedarn grove or ashen, Willow-woven, or cypress terror, To the sky’s less serene fashion Still we look: around our margin Holy priestess, longing lover, Poet musing, vagrant virgin, Nor their own mild looks discover, But the light and glow of that they are meditating over. ORPHEUS O curves unbeholden, Bright glory of bays! Deep gulfs grown golden With dawn and its ways! With sunset enfolden…
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…lendour: still there lingereth Some sad white lustre on the icy brows, Some breast-curve surely indicating breath, Some misty glamour of deep love within The eye’s cold gleam! some dimple on the chin Hinting of laughter: even now she seems A folded rosebud, where the ivory skin Closes the ripe warm centre flower, the mind, The spirit that was beautifully kind, The sense of beauty shadowed in deep dreams, Sent through the horn gates by some sleepy wind. All lingers: all is gone: a little while, And all the live sweet rapture of the smile Of her …
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…g Had whispered, “ Follow,” hiding in her wing Her glorious head and flowing breast of wine. Though in the hollow of her heart be set So deep and awful a fire, though the net Of all her robes be frail as we are fine, We gather, listening to the living lyre Like falling water shot with amber fire, And blown aloft by winds even to heaven’s desire. Deep starry gems set in a silver sea, Sullen low voices of dark minstrelsy, Light whispers of strange loves, of silver woven, Dumb kisses and wild laughter following: All these as lives of autumn and of…
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… remembrance, came Even at our prelude, a death-quickening flame, And earth rejoiced throughout to hear Demeter’s name. We come, in bass deep-swelling, rocks and caves, A hollow roar across the golden waves Hidden in islands set deep in the untravelled sea. Across the corn from storm-cleft mountain-sides Our voice peals, like the thunder of the tides, Into the darkling hills that fringe Eternity. Dire and divine our womb unfruitful bears Deep music darker than tempestuous airs When Heaven’s anger wakes: when at our own decree, With clanging roc…
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Dim shadows of groves Of Demeter adorn The waves and the woods of the earth, the heart of the mother forlorn. Caves curved of the wind, Deep hollows of earth, Whence the song of the blind Old prophet had birth, The caves that confined Deep music of mirth, Thy caves, O my mother, are these not a gem in thy virginal girth ? Ye mountains uplift As an arrow in air; Ice-crowned, rock-cliffed, Snow-bosomed bare, I give ye the gift Of a voice more fair. Leave echo, and wake, and proclaim that ye stand against death and despair ! , Ye hills where I res…
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… forth! O spouts in the wave’s wild wake! THE WATERSPOUTS Whirling over miles of ocean, Lowering o’er the solemn sea, Hears our life the deep commotion That we know—thy witchery. Wheeling, hating, fearing ever As we thunder o’er the deep, Death alone our path can sever, Death our guerdon if we weep. We obey thee, we are with thee! Wilt thou never let us sleep? 5!
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Olympus alone Of earth’s glories is taken For deity’s throne | Deep-frozen, storm-shaken. What glories are shown When their slumbers awaken ! The avalanche thunders adown, and the gods of the gods are forsaken. To mortals your voices Are mighty and glad. The maiden rejoices : The man is grown mad For love, and his choice is The choice of a lad When a virgin first smiles on his suit, and the summer for envy is sad. Wan grows Aphrodite, And Artemis frail; Apollo less mighty, Iacchus too pale. Dark Hades grows bright, he Alone may avail When the g…
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…d to me! There is not one sweet sigh of all the old sighs— Open your eyes! Not one warm breath of the young breast: no sleep Could be so deep. The last pale lotus opens to the skies. Open your eyes ! Lift the blue eyelids under the deep lashes Till one light flashes! Wake with one supreme sigh like the old sighs! Open your eyes! I cannot leave you so, Eurydice. Come back to me! Just in the triumph, in love’s utmost hour, Life’s queenliest flower— All shattered, overblown. Eurydice, Come back to me! 112
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… adore. ORPHEUS Come forth in your gladness, O end of all these! O sorrow and madness And passion and ease, Sharp joy and sweet sadness, Deep life and deep peace ! Come forth! I invoke you, ringed round, earth’s girdle, the manifold seas ! THE SEA I hear but one voice in our voices ; One tune, multitudinous notes; One life that burns low or rejoices, One song from the numberless throats. Where ice on my bosom is piled, Where palm-fronded islands begem My breast, where I rage in the wild White storms, where I lap the low hem Of earth’s mantle, o…
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…witchery Of all the smiling shape in the dark stream, As one who gathers the first floral beam Of daylight by the water, dives and swims Deep in cool alleys, softer than a dream: So, rising to the other bank, aglow With the bright motion and the stream’s young flow, She might discover the Elysian ground, And find me waiting, find me sad and slow Pacing the green flower-lighted turf, and leap Into my body’s kisses, into sleep :— Sweeter this latter bridal than we found The first, now lost in time’s eternal deep. 127
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… spires of delicate hue, Changing and lost in the exultant blue, By fire and whirlwind fashioned and then riven, Invoke fresh song, with deep solemnity In noble notes of mastery answering thee, By some young tumult in our old hearts driven ; And this immortal path of splintered rock Shall lead the wild chant to the sky, and mock The nectared feast of Gods with its impassioned shock. Deep-mouthed, I, earthquake, wake in echoing thunder. I break my mother’s breast; I tear asunder The womb that bore me ; I arise in terror, Threatening to ruin her,…
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… the crowd. We need not (to be heard) to thunder loud. Our hearts are lifted up, our heads with love low bowed. The tenderest light, the deepest hidden, is shed Up through dark earth—your home, O happy dead !— Crusted in darkness lie the secret lights. Formed in the agony of earth as tears, Clothed in the crystal mirror of the years, We dwell, sweet-hearted nun-like eremites ! Diamond and ruby, topaz and sapphire, Emerald and amethyst, one clear bright fire, We are earth’s stars below, as she above hath Night’s. Our sweet clean song pierces the…
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Iam: that darkness strange and uterine Is shot with dawn and scented with the rose ; The deep dim prison-house of corn and wine, Flowers, children, stars, with flame far subtler glows Formless, all-piercing, death-defying, divine, A sweet frail lamp whose shadow gleams and shows No darkness, is as light is where its rays Cross, interweave, and marry with the day’s! I am: the heart that flames from central Me Seeks out all life, and takes again, to mingle Its passion with my might and majesty, Till the vast floods of the man’s being tingle And g…
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EXORDIUM FRoM darkness of fugitive thought, From problems bewildering the brain, Deep lights beyond heaven unsought, Dead faces seen dimly in rain ; From the depths of Mind’s caverns, the fire Reclaims the old magical lyre; The ways of creation are nought, If only, O mother, O Muse, I may measure Thy melodies in me again ! How wayward, how feeble the child Three watched from the stars at his birth ; Erato the fierce and the mild ; Polymnia grave ; and the girth Broad-girdled of gold and desire, Melpomene’s terrible lyre, That lifts up her life …
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…eing the life Of the flowers renew, The victorious strife Of the spring run through, The child’s birth rife With loftier dew— I know the deep truth in myself ; see acacia in cypress and yew. Death is not at all! ’Tis a mask or a dream! The things that befall Only slumber or seem ! They fear; they appal— They are not as ye deem! Death died when I dipped my lyre in the sweet Heli- conian stream! Give praise to your lord, All souls that draw breath, All flowers of the sward! For the song of me saith: 95
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…e key! I cry on Apollo to aid, I lift up my lyre on the sea. Thou reaper of fear, Accurst of mankind, I charge thee to hear, Deaf horror deep-mined In hell! O uprear - On the front of the wind ! I curse thee! Thou hearest my hounds of thunder that mutter behind ? How strange is the dark And the silence around ! Hardly the spark Of my silvery sound Moves, or may mark The heaven’s dim bound. How strange! I have sought him in vain—perchance not in vain have I found! No! Life thrills in me; Vibrates on the lyre; The Fates still spin me Their thread…
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… that purple and pale. Come forth in your pleasure, O fountains and springs |. Come dance me a measure Unholpen of wings! Show, show the deep treasure, Unspeakable things ! Come forth! I invoke ye, O fountains, I sweep the in- vincible strings. THE FOUNTAINS In the heather deeply hidden, From the caverns darkly drawn, In the woodlands man-forbidden, In the gateways of the dawn, In the glad sweet glades descended, On the stark hills gathered high, Where the snows and trees are blended, Kissed at birth by sun and sky; We have heard the summons: w…
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And all my being was enwrapped, A bridegroom’s in a bride's. Deep in the hollow of the place A starry bed I saw, Gemmed with strange stones in many a space Of godlike rune and law. Such fancies as the fiery face Of living Art might draw. But rising up I lift my head Beyond the ripples clean : My arms with spray dew-diamonded Stretched love-wise to my queen That danced upon the light, and shed Her own sweet light between. But never a mortal joy might know, Hold never a mortal lover! Whose limbs like moonshine glint and glow, Throb, palpitate, an…
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…Of stern grey song; such roseate tunes espouse That all the echoes of that lonely house Answer me sob for sob, that she decree With love deep-seated in her lofty brows Forth sparkling: and with Hades intercede. So as I stir the judgment-seat, and plead, The awful brows may lighten, and decree My wife’s return—a poet’s lofty meed! EXPLICIT LIBER SECUNDUS END OF VOLUME I 155