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1899 · PDF PAGE 74

Tale of Archais

…at avenued the grove. Zeus wandered through their bounds, and dreamt of love. Weary of women’s old lascivious breed, The large luxurious lips of Ganymede, He, weary of tainted kiss and feverish lust, Esteeming love a desert of dry dust Because he found no freshness, no restraint, No virgin bosom, lips without a taint Of lewd imagining, yet passed not by With scorn of curled lip and contempt of eye The chaste abandon of the sleeping maid, But looked upon her lips, checked course, and stayed, And noted all the virginal fresh air Of Charicles, the…

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1899 · PDF PAGE 22

Tale of Archais

14 THE TALE OF ARCHAIS Her perfect eyelids drooped, her warm cheek paled, A tear stole over it. His lips repent With vain weak words—O iron firmament! How vain, how cold are words !—his lips repeat Their faint sweet savour, but her rosy feet Held in his hands and touched with reverent lips Revived her soul more perfectly. Soon slips Her gentle answer ; now her timid eyes So tender with the lifted lashes rise To meet his gaze. He spoke : “ Have pity on me Who wronged thee for my perfect love of thee, My perfect love, O love ! for strange and dre…

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1899 · PDF PAGE 19

Tale of Archais

… departed from the cheek, Clear, more of rose than of ivory. Nor had Shame And Lust made rich and full and ripe and red The dainty child-lips, nor made fierce and sleek The subtle smile that flickered as a flame About her lips and lightly came and fled.

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1899 · PDF PAGE 72

Tale of Archais

P A R T I V FAIRER than woman, blushing at the kiss Of young keen Phoibos, whose lips’ nectar is More fresh than lilies, whose divine embrace Flushes the creamy pallor of her face, And, even in those depths of azure sea Where her eyes dwell, bids them glint amorously, While the intense hushed music of his breath Sighs, till her longing grows divine as death— So, fairer far, drew dawn on Ida’s grove. The young sun rose, whose burning lips of love Kissed the green steeps, whose beamy locks of flame Brushed o’er the dewy pastures, with acclaim Of …

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1899 · PDF PAGE 61

Tale of Archais

…here not a tender wind disturbs the frost, And not a dove spreads out a silver wing, And silence’ self in silence’ self is lost, And our lips touch without a sound or sigh, And our lips dwell on either, you and I, Alone, above my king ! where our hearts beat, Beat close together, silently and low, And your rose feet desire my silver feet, And your arms meet and hold me ever—so. You must remember when with feet of fire The New Moon flamed upon the crystal night, And your desire was touched of my desire, And both grew one delirious delight And I …

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1899 · PDF PAGE 21

Tale of Archais

… his brain, He stood and whitened, and waxed red again. His oat unheeded glanced beneath the wave, His eyes grew bright and burning, his lips clave— A sudden cry broke from him ; from the height His swift young body, like a ray of light, Divides the air, a moment, and the pool Flings up the spray like dew, divinely cool : A moment, and he flashed towards her side And caught her trembling, as a tender bride At the first kiss ; he caught her, and compelled Her answer, in his arms securely held. And she no word might say, her red lips quailed,

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1899 · PDF PAGE 58

Tale of Archais

…re’s bed ! Mine you shall be in life, in death, in dream, Mine in the years that are, and those that seem ; One with my essence, as your lips absorb My breath, and make it breezes for your bed, And all my body, to fill full the orb Of golden splendour of your royal head. King of my life and crown of my desire, King of all death when life’s last lips expire ; Mine, in the straitest wedlock rightly wed, Till God be pleased to kindle us a pyre.

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1899 · PDF PAGE 17

Tale of Archais

…h a lawn the tender Charicles Stretched limbs, that greet this morning of the May With sweet shy vigour, while from the south Toward his lips there came the shining breeze To taste life crystal-clear and die away.

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1899 · PDF PAGE 43

Tale of Archais

THE TALE OF ARCHAIS 35 SONG OF APHRODITE’S HANDMAIDENS My dreams are sweet, because my heart is free Because our locks still mingle and lips meet, Because thine arms still hold me tenderly, My dreams are sweet. Visions of waters rippling by my feet, Trees that re-weave their branches lovingly, Birds that pass passionate on pinions fleet : Such quiet joys my eyes in slumber see— Let death’s keen sickle wander through the wheat ! I love not life o’ermuch ; since loving thee My dreams are sweet. Sing, little bird, it is dawn ; Chant, with the day …

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1899 · PDF PAGE 28

Tale of Archais

… his votaries dance to, death Draws with soft delicious breath To the maiden and the man. Love and life are both a span. Ere the crimson lips have planted Paler roses, warmer grapes, Ere the maiden breasts have panted, And the sunny shapes Flit around to bless the hour, Comes men know not what false flower : Ere the cup is drained, the wine Grows unsweet, that was divine. All the subtle airs are proven False at dewfall, at the dawn Sin and sorrow, interwoven, Like a veil are drawn Over love and all delight, Grey desires invade the white. Love a…

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1899 · PDF PAGE 47

Tale of Archais

…finger Our lyres, whose fierce delights are all divine— O Cypris, none of thine ! Quenchless, insatiable, the unholy fire Floods our red lips’ desire ; Our kisses sting, as barren as the brine— O Cypris, none of thine !

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1899 · PDF PAGE 24

Tale of Archais

16 THE TALE OF ARCHAIS The lily lifts her pallid lips To the fierce passion of the sky, The bee from rose and violet sips Sweet honey, and the ivy clips The oak, the wanton streamlet slips Darkly away and shy, The green-leaved trees for passion swoon, When spring’s light kisses shake and sigh Amid the glances of the moon, While o’er their brethren fallen or hewn They wave in melancholy tune Their branches mournfully. Man’s days are dim, his deeds are dust, His span is but a little space, He lusts to live, he lives to lust, His soul is barren of…

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1899 · PDF PAGE 64

Tale of Archais

…y strung In circles meaningless high Zeus to move, Yet has twain other cries ; the one is “ Love ! ” The other “ Archais ! ” The Paphian lips Smiled with a splendour potent to eclipse The large-lipped drawn-out grinning of that court That mouthed and gibbered in their swinish sport.

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1899 · PDF PAGE 57

Tale of Archais

…n for weary days no few ; Now, lightened by the spirit thrust anew As into a dead body breath of life, She gave sweet thanks with gentle lips that ope, Like buds of roses on the sunny slope Of lily gardens falling toward a stream That flashes back the intolerable beam Of sunlight with light heart. They fled away At Cypris’ word, beyond the bounds of day Into the awful caverns of the night, Eerie with ghosts imagined, and the might Of strange spells cast upon them by the dead. So, ere the dying autumn-tide was fled, There, in a lonely cleft of r…

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1899 · PDF PAGE 63

Tale of Archais

THE TALE OF ARCHAIS 55 And my young lips to blow upon a reed, And my young body to assuage your drouth, And you shall sing that sacred orison, Sing, as that midnight when we wrought as one, When in one bed our bodies met at last And all the future kissed the dying past— O Kill me with the Purple of Your Mouth ! For Aphrodite sought in vain the woods, The silent mountains, and impetuous floods In all the world, nor had she knowledge of Such dens as him concealed ; (for what should Love Know of such vile morasses ?) in despair Waved angry wings, …

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1899 · PDF PAGE 36

Tale of Archais

…lls in dreamy langour seem to swoon Through the blue haze ! behold, the hour of noon ! And lo ! there came to pass the dreadful fate Her lips had shuddered out ; her pulses bate

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1899 · PDF PAGE 77

Tale of Archais

…a mortal till the vesper cry Of dying breezes. So the morning past And found them linked inexorably fast Each in the other’s arms. Their lips are wed To drink the breezes from the fountain-head Of lovers’ breath. Now Zeus half rises up, Sips once again from that moon-curvéd cup, And, in his passion gazing on the flower, Darker and riper for Love’s perfect hour, His clear voice through the silent atmosphere Burst rich and musical upon her ear. SONG OF ZEUS O rosy star Within thy sky of ebony shot through With hints of blue More golden and more f…

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1899 · PDF PAGE 23

Tale of Archais

…er weeping. His forgotten reed Floated away, a ship for fairy folk, Along the limpid rivulet. Then broke From smitten heart and ravished lips the tongue Of fire that clad its essence with the robe of song. SONG OF CHARICLES O fountains of pale sapphire, and clear green, O hills of purple, and ye olive vales, Being music to my wing, and echo seen Of no man being, for now my spirit fails To shrill its clearest notes, and golden gales Of sound, and breezes of delighted sighs. Bring music, hear me chant the world that is, And how Love’s ambush in a…

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1899 · PDF PAGE 75

Tale of Archais

…eet amid the tangled flowers. For Zeus, enraptured, put forth all his powers, And caught her panting, timid, tremulous. And he with open lips voluptuous Closed her sweet mouth with kisses, and so pressed Her sobbing bosom with a manlier breast That she was silent ; next, with sudden force, Implacable, unshamed, without remorse, Would urge his further suit, but so she strove That even the power of Zeus, made weak for love, Found its last limit, and, releasing her, Prayed for her grace, a raptured worshipper, Where but a moment earlier had he str…

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1899 · PDF PAGE 62

Tale of Archais

…them not ? Will my heart’s fibers long endure the rack That tears them now—the fear I am forgot ? Nay, but I fear not : I well know your lips Yearn over moor and marsh for me, your hand Misses no moment but its marble slips In your bright tunic, as the little ships That seek a harbour by some rocky strand, To take your pipe, and play at love’s demand Some tender song I sung you long ago To lume again some first sweet maiden glow Of shy desire that I knew not all it said. Will the days lengthen for sheer weariness ? Will they pursue us till they…

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