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1899 · PDF PAGE 69

Tale of Archais

…ctions multitudinous As lilies in the spring. Again was seen As in a mirror, like the ocean green, The admirable birth of Love’s eternal Queen. So Charicles a moment was amazed. A moment ; then, contemptuous, he gazed With curling lip on her, and sourly scorns Her petty miracle : “ The deed adorns Too well a queen whose promises are foam.” And she, indignant, would have hied her home And left him to despair, but pitying His soul struck through with darts : “ A bitter Thing ” (She cried) “ thou sayest, yet perchance my power Is not as great as t…

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1899 · PDF PAGE 56

Tale of Archais

…rom star to star Extended, in whose span the heavens are. So came she to the maiden, and unseen Gazed on her rapt. So sighed the amorous queen, “ For her indeed might Charicles despair ! ” Yet of her presence was the maiden ’ware, Although her mortal eyes might see her not ; So she knelt down upon that holy spot And greeted her with tears ; for now at last The fountains of her sorrow, vague and vast, Burst from the strong inexorable chain Of too great passion, and a mortal pain Beyond belief, and so in sudden waves Tears welled impatient from t…

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1899 · PDF PAGE 89

Tale of Archais

…ing spring. Song and dance shall close the day, CHORUS Close this happy, happy day. CHARICLES Of your revels I’ll be king, ARCHAIS I the queen of your array. Both Foot it nimbly in the ring ! CHORUS Stay, stars, and dance with us. Our songs compel The very gods to tremble, Banish the ill ghosts of hell,

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1899 · PDF PAGE 88

Tale of Archais

…toward the sunlight roll, Weave, weave the dance ! Weave, weave the eager measure ! CHARICLES Of your revels I’ll be king. ARCHAIS I the queen of your array. Foot it nimbly in the ring, CHARICLES Strewn with violet and may. ARCHAIS Apple-blossom pile on high, Till the bridal bed is duly Panoplied with blooms that sigh. CHARICLES Not a flower of them shall die, Every one shall blossom newly ; Stars shall lend them of their beauty, Rain and sunshine know their duty.

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1899 · PDF PAGE 45

Tale of Archais

…th, glittering shoulders, golden head, And tune our lutes to tender themes Among the lost loves of the dead, Snow-hills and streams. The queen clapped dainty hands, caressed of dew, And bade the love-lorn wanderer sing anew. His muse came trembling, soon through starry air it flew. SONG OF CHARICLES Within the forest gloom There lies a lover’s bower, A lotus-flower In bloom.

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1899 · PDF PAGE 54

Tale of Archais

…rth and all its fountains move In harmony, Hear thou the bitter overwhelming cry Of me, who love, who am about to die Because of love. O Queenliest Shrine, Keeper of keys of heaven, most divine Yet Queen of Pain,

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1899 · PDF PAGE 71

Tale of Archais

…he wildered train Of solemn spheres of night’s majestic court. He kissed the extended hand, and lastly sought A blessing from the kindly Queen of Love. Then, smiling, she was bountiful thereof, And bade him haste away, when at the gate— Twin witch-oaks that presided o’er the state Of that detested realm—he felt a change, Half pleasant, only beyond wonder strange, A change as from a joy to a delight, As from broad sunshine to the fall of night, As from strong action to endurance strong, As from desire to the power to long, From man to woman with…

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1899 · PDF PAGE 42

Tale of Archais

…s, Of purple mountains, clad about with green, Or do their lamps grow dim in the unseen ? Sing to this hero ; sing, lure slumber to your queen.”

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1899 · PDF PAGE 65

Tale of Archais

…leansing them from that infested den Of obscene deities and apish men, Rivalling their gods in petty filthiness. So Love’s white-bosomed Queen gat full success In the first season of her sojourning. Then, on the verge of night, she went a-wing To that most damnèd pestilence-rid marsh, And, changing her bright shape, she donned the harsh Vile form of woman past the middle age, Who hath not virtue that may charm the sage When the desire of folly is gone by, And wrinkles yield to no false alchemy. So, lewd of countenance, dressed all in rags, She …

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1899 · PDF PAGE 41

Tale of Archais

…l precipice, that from the shrine A child might fling a stone and splash it in the brine. Within whose silver courts and lily bowers The Queen of Love led Charicles ; white flowers Blushed everywhere to scarlet, as her feet, Themselves more white, did touch them. On a seat, White with strewn rose, and leaves of silver birch Remote from courts profane, and vulgar search, They rested, till the hero’s tale was told. Then Aphrodite loosed a snake of gold From her arm’s whiteness, and upon his wrist Clasped it. Its glittering eyes of amethyst Fascin…

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1899 · PDF PAGE 20

Tale of Archais

…own, a nook Far from the cool enticements of the brook, And hidden in the boskage close and green.) So dreamed she, smiling like a faëry queen ; So the bright feet and forehead of the breeze Lured her to sleep, and shook the morning trees Clear of the dewfall, and disturbed the grass, So that no rustle, should a serpent pass, Might rouse her reverie. So then, behold, Chance leant from Heaven with feet and face of gold, And hid the iron of her body bare With such warm cloudlets as the morning air

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1899 · PDF PAGE 49

Tale of Archais

…r eyes were terrible ; she spake : “ Rise for thy life, and flee. Arise, awake, And hide thee in the temple ; Zeus hath spoken To me—me, Queen of Love—O sceptre broken !— O vainest of all realms ! that thou must die. This only chance is left thee yet, to fly Within that sanctity even he not dares To touch with impious hand ; thus unawares Creep in among the columns to a gate My hand shall show thee ; it will open straight And thou must lie forgotten till his rage Have lost its first excess—then may we wage A more successful war against his powe…

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