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…m, and understand ? Believe ! No soul has crossed in utter sympathy And yet returned ; because of this decree : No man can look upon the face of God ! Yet Moses looked upon His hinder parts. And I —yes, goddess ! in this passionate Life in our secret mountain, well I know Thy beauty, and Thy love, (although they be Infinite, far beyond the mortal mind, Body, or soul to touch, to comprehend. And dwell in) that the utter intimate Knowledge of Thee, if once I ravelled out Thy secret, laid Thee naked to the bone— Nay, to the marrow ! were to come, …
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… so, forsooth ! They tell no secrets in the scullery. And there is Heinrich, wastrel of the Court, Yet hides a heart beneath the foolish face. And lo ! The Landgrave ! Flushed, undignified ! The chase was long—if he could see himself! Wind, wind the mort ! What call will answer me When I step forward ? Am I dead, I wonder, Or merely on my hare-brain quest ? Three years Since I was seen in Germany ! \^He descends the hill and enters the company. Hail, friends ! Good cousin Landgrave, merry be the meet ! Landgrave. Hands off me, fellow ! Who are …
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But me ! I burn with love ! My lips are wan ! Thy face is turned— I flame ! I melt ! I fall ! My heart is chilled and dark ; My soul's ethereal spark Is dulled for sorrow ; my despairs recall At last Thy name, O gracious Paphian, Lady of Mercy to the love of man ! Come, come, immortal, of the many thrones ! Sparrows and doves in chariot diamonded Drawn through the midmost air ! O Lady of despair, Who bound the golden helmet of Thy head ? Whose voice rings out the pitiful low tones : "Who, who hath wronged thee? And my power atones. " She who no…
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…ermeating me ! Then, then, I cried upon the mystic Word ! (That once begot in me the Venusberg) And lo ! that light was darkness —in the face Of That which gleamed above. And verily My life was borne on the dark stream of death Down whirling aeons, linked abysses, columns Built of essential time. And lo ! the light Shed from Her shoulders whom I dimly saw ; Crowned with twelve stars and horned as the moon ; Clothed with a sun to which the sun of earth Were tinsel ; and the moon was at Her feet — A moon whose brilliance breaks the sword of song …
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…er Sluggish and safe ! Yoke Hatred, Crime, Remorse, Despair : but ever mind the whirling fear. Let, through the tumult, break the poet's face Radiant, assured his wild slaves win the race ! " Two Poets of Croisic.
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I SCENE I. A room in the palace of the Landgrave. Elizabeth. AM ashamed to look upon thy face ! Tannhauser. O Love ! Pure mystery of hfe ! Elizabeth. Not so. Learn how this came. My father would have made A match of lands and titles. I declined, Minded to keep my high virginity. He laughed, was cruel. So I said at last : " Tannhauser only ! " Was this modesty .'' Listen. You loved me when I was a child ; And, in my childish way, I looked to you, Loved sitting at your knee and toying with 95
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…or you. Urgent demands : —how came you here at last .'' Your horse ? Your arms ? Three years since Germany Saw the brave eyes and kindly face of you ! Where have you been ? Upon the sacred quest Still riding ? Tannhauser. Ay, my lord, upon the quest. Landgrave. You travelled in far lands .-* 85
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…rt of my May, spring Far to Thy dawn ! God of the dayspring ! Sun on the lawn ! Hail to Thy splendour, Holy, I cry ! Mary shall bend her Face from the sky. Subtle and tender— Then I can die ! Tannhauser. The simple love of life and gladness there ! Merely to be, and worship at the heart. How complex, the machinery of me ! Better ? I doubt it. Hark ! he tunes again. n
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…s on the new garbage for an hour. So, Sin, embrace me ! Watch ; he moves again, Transfigured by the dream : slow rapture steals Over his face. Mere godhead could not bring That human lig^ht and livinar ! I will win. He must have banished Her—and dreams of me. Tannhauser {in sleep). Elizabeth ! Venus. His far-off baby-love ! I triunipli, then ! The Goddess hatli withdrawn. His mind works back to childhood, babydom, Will grow to manhood and remember me. Tannhauser {awaking, leaps to his feet). Freedom! Elizabeth! All hail to Her ! Radiant Goddess…
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… is the equal of the gods, my queen. He crowned and chosen out of men, Who sits beside thee, sees Love's laughing ecstasies Flame in thy face, and alter then To the low light of passion dimly seen In shaded woods and dells, Love's wide demesne. I02
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…purity. As sad spring's sun starts on his daily race, Reddens the east, as if in sad disgrace ; So love first blushes on a true maiden's face. lOO
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…word went forth into the world. Suddenly came the fear that you were still Accessible to men —mig^ht hear, misfht come ! The kind, grave face of you— that light outshone The mystical ideal. Therefore too I minded me of our old baby-love, And —marriages are made in heaven, you know ! Besides—Our Lady shewed me in a dream How you would come. TannhAuser. And now .-' So sure are you The loving word you spoke an hour ago Came from the heart— who called me by mistake } N 97
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…Hillo-ho! Who comes by there ? [ Tannhduser enters. He appears old and worn ; but from his whole body radiates a dazzling light, and his face is that of the Christ crticified. Save us, Saints, save us ! I have looked on God ! Tannhauser. Heinrich! my friend, my old true-hearted friend ! Fear not ! I am not ghost, but living man ! Ah me, ah me, the sorrow of the world ! Heinrich. Thou, Tannhauser ! what miracle is this ? Your body glows —with what unearthly light ? Tannhauser. I did not know. Ah ! sorrow of this earth ! What tears are falling fr…
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…am afraid, I also, I myself ! Help ! lover, Venus, mistress of my life ! I cannot bear the glory of the gaze. No man shall look upon the face of God ! Where art thou } Save me from the scorpion ! I am — alone ! Hathoor. Light, Truth, arise, arise ! TannhAuser. I see— I see ! All blinded by the Light — Thou art the Way, the Truth, the Life, the Love ! Thou, Whom I sought through ages of deep sleep Forgotten when I died. There is no death : Change alternating ; and forgetfulness Of one state in the other—easy truth I could not understand ! Oh hea…
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…pread ? Who cometh with lascivious lips aflame ? Whose eyes invite me to the naked bed Stark open to the sun, dear pride of shame? Whose face draws close and near, Filling the soul with fear. Till nameless shudders course in every limb ? Whose breath is quick and fierce ? Whose teeth are keen to pierce The arms that clasp her ? Whose the eyes that swim For dear and delicate delight? And whose The lips that halt and choose The very centre of my mouth, and meet In one supreme and conquering kiss, and cleave Unto the wound they leave, 60
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…s praise a maiden's purity ; Platitude linked to imbecility. \Murnmrs of surprue. As 'mongst spring's sprigs sprouts sunshine's constant face ; Or as a mill grinds on, with steady pace ; So sprouts, so grinds, the unblushing commonplace. Soft, soft the brain — \The murmurs break into an indignant uproar. lOl
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…my pettiness Exceeding through Her mercy and Her might The King and Priest of Israel ; for I know Her love, and She hath shewn to me Her face, 75
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…g world. Redeem it to more purpose than the last ! So fills his sorrow, and Her sympathy, My common soul, that I am fain to fall Upon my face, and cry aloud to God : " O Thou, Sole Wise, Sole Pure, Sole Merciful, Who hast thus shewn Thy mystery to man : Grant that his coming may be very soon ! " See, the sobs shake me like a little child. The moon is crescent, waxing in the West. Take the last kiss, dear. What is the strange song ? [ The great Goddess ariseth, weeping for the slain Osiris Tannkduser. Isis. Isis am I, and from my life are fed Al…
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… of immense desire. Here is the light and rapture of the will : We touch the stars —and they are tiny still ! O mighty thews ! O godlike face and hair ! Rise up and take me ; ay, and keep me there, One tingle at thy touch from head to feet ; Lips that cling close, and never seem to meet. Melting as sunlight melts in wine ! Arise ! Shame ! Has thy learning left thee overwise ? Thy lips sing fondly —to another tune. Nay ! 'twas my breathing beauty made thee swoon, 29
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…imber shape. The crested head, the jewelled eyes of death, And sinuous sinewy glitter of serpenthood, That I may look once more into his face. And, kissing, kill him ! Thus to hold him fast, Drawing his human spirit into mine For strength, for life, for poison ! Ah, my God ! These pangs, these torments ! See ! the sleeper wakes ! I am triumphant ! For he reaches out The sleepy arms, and turns the drowsy head To catch the dew dissolving of my lip. Wake, lover, wake ! Thy Venus waits for thee ! Draw back, look, hunger !—and thy mouth is mine G 49