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…n 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, aware. Face to face full with deity itself And this I strive at ! Therefore is my love Wholly in tune with that concealed desire Br…
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…ght turning To tell me that it beams above thee — Nay ! though thou wert, as I am, yearning, I should not tell thee that I love thee ! I know what secret thought once blossomed Into a blush that seemed a kiss, Some swift suppressed extreme of bliss In thy most fearful sigh embosomed. What oracle should prate of this ? I know the secret thought that blossomed ! Extol the truth of love's disdain ! Love, daring by no glance to gladden A heart that waits but that to madden 5
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…re ? You must wield power to keep them silent so, When the first word had culminated else In twice the tempest echoed to the last! The Unknown Minstrel. It was most necessary for yourself To formulate your thought in word. Enough — The thought transmuted in the very act. Tannhauser. You know ? You know ! The new illusion gone ! Bitter, O bitter will it be to say ! The Unknown Minstrel. Due grace and courage will be found for you. Farewell, Tannhauser ! Tannhauser. Shall we meet again .'' & The Unknown Minstrel. There is one glamour you must wre…
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…hese lesser flowers !— In thee at last the live fruit quickeneth ? Eternal bliss of Love in birthless bowers ! * * * • « There, secret ! Know it ! Now forget ! Betray not Wisdom unto Folly ! Less sweet is Joy than Melancholy! — Why should our eyes for this be wet ? Enough : be silent and be holy ! There, secret ! Know it! Now forget ! Now I have told thee that I love thee ! To me our Star in Heaven burning Tells me thy heart as mine is yearning ; Tells me Love's fragrance stolen above thee Thy soul to mine at last is turning Now I have told the…
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…My squire is dead. I am no weakling that I need a knave Hanging upon me— 'tis an incubus. Landgrave. And then your horse ? Tannhauser. I know not ; possibly Kept as an hostage. I was prisoner once. Wolfram. Prisoner .■* By here ? Tannhauser. A-many castles, sir, Held by old ogres—and not all of them Stand in the mid-day, front the sober sun. Answer the slug-horn. Landgrave. You are pleased to riddle. Ever the poet ! 87
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…h. Tannhauser! Yes! And we have thought you dead. Landgrave. Friends, will you swear to him .■* Heinrich. Yes, yes, 'tis he ! Wolfram. I know the blithe look in the sober eyes ! Landgrave. Changed verily. It was most urgent, cousin, I were assured of your identity. Three weeks the couriers scour the land for 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…
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…delight Thy straining bosom, and my kiss were death ! Death ! Dost thou live, Tannhauser .'' Sayest thou still : " None but the dead can know the worth of love ! " ? 52
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Tannhauser. What's then to seek ? The Unknown Minstrel. The fourth dimension, for the early step. Landgrave. It seems this talk is merely mystical. This is no College of the Holy Ghost For Rosencreutz his mystifying crew ! A Courtier. A Poet's tourney, and the theme is Love ! The Unknown Minstrel. There is a sequel to our poet's song, And he will sing it. Tannhauser. No ! I know it not ! The Unknown Minstrel. The winepress and the sun ! Tannhauser {again in Venusberg). My spouse and Queen, Bright Goddess of the amber limbs, the lips Redder than…
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Herald. Silence ! Landgrave. Sir Minstrel, you are insolent ! We do not know you, yet have borne with you, Rudely uprising ere your turn was come :— And you abuse our patience to insult The noble minstrel whose impassioned song Touched every heart. Sing in your turn you may. Love is the theme, not imbecility ! Wolfram. That is the subject next his heart, no doubt ! \^Laughter. Herald. Lord Bertram ! Bertram. I shall sing in other key. \Sings. He is the equal of the gods, my queen. He crowned and chosen out of men, Who sits beside thee, sees Lov…
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…a moment when our lips are fastened close Once more, in the unutterable kiss,. Drive its sharp spirit to my heart ! TannhAuser. Not I! I know the spell. I am warned. I will begone. Venus. I swear I will not let thee ! Thinkest thou So long I have held thee not to have the power To hold thee still by charm, or love, or force ? Fool, for I hate thee ! I will have thy life ! TannhAuser. Where is the cavern in the mountain side, The accursed gateway of this house of Hell ? Venus. Thou canst not find it ! Fool ! TannhAuser. And yet I will.
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…e 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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…ow 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 from the Pleiades ! What sobs tear out Orion's jewelled heart ! Ah me ! As these, as these ! Heinrich. Speak, speak to me ! Else, I am feared. Why run these tears to earth .■* 136
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…and himself! With soul too small to understand himself! Eldest Pilgrim. Cling to the Cross, sir, there is hope in that ! Tannhauser. You know not, friend, the man to whom you speak. I have lived long in miracles enough, Myself the crowning miracle of all, That I am merely here. God speed you, sirs ! I ask your blessing, not to stay therewith My soul's own need (though that is dire enough) But —he that blesseth shall himself be blessed ! My blessing were small help to you, my friends. L 8i
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… Sleepy lies The tinted bosom whence its fire flies, The breathing life of thee, and swoons, and sighs, And dies ! None but the dead can know the worth of love ! Come, love, thy bosom to my heart recalls Strange festivals and subtle funerals. Soft passion rises in the amber walls. And falls ! None but the dead can breathe the life of love ! Come, love, thy lips, curved hollow as the moon's ! Bring me thy kisses, for the seawind tunes, 47
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…sy Into mere hatred. Truth is terrible ! You, cousin, taken in adultery ! You, Wolfram, lover of the kitchen maids ! You, Jerome —yes, I know your secret deeds ! You, ladies ! Are your faces painted thus Not to hide wrinkles of debauchery .-' To catch new lovers ? Landgrave. Stop the lying mouth ! Friends, your sword-service ! 123
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…lord, Your cousin. Is my face so changed with care, My body shrunken with my suffering (That was not ever of the body) so ."* Wolfram. I know you, my old friend ! Our chiefest bird ! Sweetest of singers ! Tannhauser. No, the naughty one ! 84
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And sink in lover's swoon. We'll sing them sister songs, and shew What secrets mortal lovers know. Tannhauser. The simple life of love and joy therein ! Merely to love—to take such pride in it Gods must behold ! The childish easiness, Impossible to me, who am become Perhaps the subtlest mind of men. Alas ! Maybe in this I still am self-deceived, Merely the fool swelled up with bitter words, Imagination, and the toadstool growth, Thought, wounded ; as a scorpion to sting Its own bruised life out. This is Tannhauser! How long ago since he took pl…
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Tannhauser. Ah, but the waking ! As I sink to sleep Pillowed in nuptial arms —so fresh and cool— (Yet in their veins I know the fire that runs Racing and maddening from the crown of flame, The monolithic core of mystical Red fury that is called a woman's heart) Sinking, I say, from the supreme embrace. The Good-night kisses ; sinking into sleep — What dreams betoken the dread solitude ? Venus. What dreams ? Ah, dreamest not of me, my knight ? Of vast caresses that include all worlds ? Of transmutation into molten steel Fusing with my intolerabl…
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… lack not purpose, but succeed, Reaching in very deed Impersonal existence; — Lo ! Man is made one with God, an equal soul. For he shall know The harmony, the oneness of the Whole. This was my purpose. Vain, Ah vain ! The Star of the Unconquered Will Centred its vehemence and light, to stain In one successful strain, The stainless sphere of the unchangeable. With its own passionate, desperate breath Ever confronting the dark gate of Death. I passed that gate ! O pitiful ! The same Mystery holds me, and the flame Of Life stands up, unbroken cita…
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…ord, Hard as your virtue is the easy sort, Heavy to handle as your loves are light, Smooth as your lies, and sharper than your hates ! I know you ! Cowards to the very bone ! [^Driving them out. Who fights me, of this sworded company ? Cannot my words have sting in them enough, Now, to make one of you turn suddenly And stab me from behind ? Out, out with you ! Fling-to the doors ! A murrain on the curs ! So, I am master ! The Unknown Minstrel. Well and merrily done ! But look you to the lady ; she has swooned. Tannhauser. Who are you, sir, stoo…