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218 LE VIN DES AMANTS SPACE is glorious to-day ! Throw bridle, bit, and spurs away ! Let us seek, astride of Wine, A Heaven faery and divine ! Like twin angels in dismay, Smit by Godheads blistering ray, Where dawn lurks blue and crystalline, Seek the mirage in the shrine ! Softly poised upon the wing Of the whirlwind let us ride, With its madness sway and swing, Sister, swimming side by side ; Onward through the starry streams Toward the Heaven of my dreams !
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…the end, Im afraid. When Christ was in hell, Satan camehow he sneered ! Hows this for a God and he laughed at His beard : After Heaven ? and Palestine ? meant to offend. How mild the reply of the Saviour appeared ! Between heaven and hell it were easy to choose : These ashes are scarce worth celestial dews. But at leastif you must have it ! Satan, my friend, Your hell may be hotbut I do bar the Jews !
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73 THE MUSE O THOU who art throned by the well That feeds the celestial streams ! O daughter of heaven and hell ! O mother of magical dreams ! O sister of me as I sit At thy feet by the mystical well And dream with the web of my wit Of the marriage of heaven and hell ! O thou who art mad with the Muse That delights in the beauty of form ! O desire of the dream of the dews ! O Valkyrie astride of the storm ! I am thine as we ride on the blast To exult in the mystical Muse, As there drip on the desert at last The immaculate Delian dews. I am thin…
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141 THE CIRCLE AND THE POINT THE CIRCLE I AM the Holy Queen of Heaven ! Eternal matter is my name. The veiléd star, the crowned eleven. These are my soul, as thou my flame, O wingéd globe of serpents twined, O sun of glory in my skies ! O subtle spirit of my mind ! O ardent rapture of mine eyes ! Thou secret centre, motion, rest : Come to my breast ! Come to my breast ! THE POINT I am the Lord of Heaven, and I Am secretly arrayed and robed In all the azure abyss of sky By serpents wingéd, wound and globed. Thou art the Infinite of space, Thou …
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… upon the golden rail, Drank from the glad rim of the grail Or soothed the squally Twins (for they could weep !) And while I smiled In Heaven how safe I am ! Found myself in my little bed asleep Having been butted thither by the Ram. IX But in the dream of you, my starry sweet, It is my earth I lose six times in seven. I have the Freedom of the City of Heaven ; But strange (though fair) are all the stars I meet. The dull familiar and the homely drear Are lost for ever. Being asleep, I fear. Wake ! Let me cut the cable of my mind ! My harbou…
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ROSA DECIDUA 135 Were too like heavenand heavens somehow to earn No doubtno way that I know ! Hells enough If hell would only burn And silence the one devil-word of love. Ay ! death slinks off. I have a child that claims my life To keep from knowledge of her mothers fate, To keep from heritage thereof, To shield from the worlds scoff, To watch, stamp out the seeds of madness in her. God ! that hast held me back from hate, Be merciful to me a sinner And ward me, warding her ! As it is written : Excepting Adonai build the house, they labour…
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GLOSSARY OF OBSCURE TERMS Used in Stanza 3 of Dedication a marish contradict crashed, could and curse) tongue, for Out Heaven Tottered Hence hence ! [Here Yea ! I And if at instead wallowed larks ! Get must God no Slave, not truculence ; Now, crumbled One thy Our throne please, contemptuous remarks ; at restrict his Says : a sir, crone, sorry his stanza the theological Cringed third flickered this in utterly upon verse.] dung. we himself whom torrid, (with Ghosts write Jesus you thy
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…om I crouch and tremble ; Thou makst me Midas to resemble, The saddest of all alchemists ! For gold within my crucible Turns iron ; and heaven turns to hell In cloudlands ghostly napery I find a corpsethat I loved well And in celestial gardens I Build mightiest sarcophagi
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…Thor ! The very aethyr rocked and shook At thine indomitable look ! [Here must we utterly restrict Our theological remarks. One whom not Heaven could contradict Says : Now, Sir, if you please, no larks ! Hence for third stanza (with a curse) I write instead this sorry verse.]
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…a babe. Should I despise Such a foam of gold, and eyes Burning berylline, so blue That the sun seems peeping through ? Did I swoop, were Heaven amazed ? With my beak I strike but once ; Out there leap a million suns. Through the universe that blazed Screams their light, and death is dazed. In my womb the babe may leap ; Seek him not within mine eye ! Nor demand thou of me why I should plunge from crystal steep Like a plummet to the deep !
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…dent sword. Its blade is broader than the great World-Ash ; Its edge is keener than the lightning-flash. Brighter than all the lights of heaven, it whirls Out in a chaos of creative curls And sheathes itself in Me, Arisen above all things that be. III Even as the burning tongue Of God to God that clung
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…ess afloat upon The ripples of your muscular body, bright As mother-of-pearl may be in Gods own sight When He would found His whole new heaven thereon ! Thence, would my body were One Eye, to con Your face, the rosy lotus of delight ! I would dip deep my beak into the flower And pluck your tongue, its ruby heart, and shower All my lifes love upon you, swift as Springs ! And I would lift you on my pinions To light and heat more splendid than the suns, Mistress !Woes me ! for I have not these wings.
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…thy fire, nights sun : Thy task is ended, brother, thy work done. Drone on thy shore, no pæan stir thy surge ! A period to life, death, heaven, and hell ! There is no God : hail, brother ! and farewell !
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…the nectar afloat in your eyes ! Arise, O ambrosial moon, By the strong immemorial spell, By the subtle veridical rune That is mighty in heaven and hell ! Drip thy mystical dews On the tongues of the tender fauns In the shade of initiate yews Remote from the desert dawns ! Satyrs and Fauns, I call. Bring your beauty to man ! I am the mate for ye all ; I am the passionate Pan. Come, O come to the dance Leaping with wonderful whips, Life on the stroke of a glance, Death in the stroke of the lips ! I am hidden beyond Shed in a secret sinew Smitten…
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… that may be, tis clear What duty bids endeavour : To find you out in London, dear, A now is worth a never ! To make to-day a heaven of cheer, And make to-day for ever ! Yea ; though we know how springs run dry, Well trust our future, you and I. Ah, madman ! was there ever yet A love that lived a lustre
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110 A SLIM GILT SOUL FEW men are given, twixt heaven and hell, To play one part supremely well. On all times tablets there are few Who make a first-rate show of two, While those who perfectly play three We knew not, until you were he. For what were lovelier on the lawn Than you, pearl-naked to the dawn, Wrapped in a scarlet dressing-gown Not thirty miles from London town, The observed of all observers save That Scotland Yard, serene and suave, When trouble came, went tramping by ; Closed one, and winked the other eye. How pleasantly you m…
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…den sun The knowledge of your love, The assumption of me into that sweet shrine Whose godhead duly knows Only the one wind of the utmost heaven Through hyacinthine deeps Down from the sapphirine steeps
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…ly acolyte Of the priestly hells of spite Sleek and shameless catamite Of the beasts that prowl by night ! Like a star that streams from heaven Through the virgin airs light-riven, From the life there shot and fell An admirable miracle. Carved minute and clean, a key Of purest lapis-lazuli More blue than the blind sky that aches (Wreathed with the stars, her torturing snakes) For the dead gods kiss that never wakes ;
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…mpassing the air. Subtly the lake woos, like a virgins prayer. No moon there was ; no stars could pierce the blind Oertoppling mass of heaven ; there was no wind. There was no man, no beast ; no sound or sight Broke thy swart span, O brooding vulture, Night ! Where the tarn dwindled, was lost altogether, I piled, I kindled the sparse twigs of heather On one squat square stark rock ; I struck my steel. The sparks splash : flares the pyre, a wildering wheel Of light that rolled, and lit the meer, and showed A glint of gold in that inane abode. …
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…CESS OF PANORMITA 51 Let him pierce his God to the marrow ! Let the soul of his God flow out ! Whether a snake or a sun In his horoscope Heaven hath cast, It is nothing ; every one Shall win to the moon at last. The mage hath wrought by his art A billion shapes in the sun. Look through to the heart of his heart, And the many are shapes of one ! An end to the art of the mage, And the cold grey blank of the prison ! An end to the adamant age ! The ambrosial moon is arisen. I have bought a lilywhite goat For the price of a crown of thorns, A colla…