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… shield the deeper rapture ! Twin souls are we, to one Star bound in Heaven ! Twin souls on earth by earthly bars divided ! But, did thy spirit glide as mine has glided Straight to That Star — no rose-leaves ask to leaven The manna that the Moon of Love provided ! Twin souls are we, to one Star bound in Heaven ! Not to thy presence in the veil and vision Of solemn lies that men miscall the world ; Not to thy mind the lightnings truthward hurled I turn. I laugh dead distance to derision !— Spirit to spirit : there our loves are curled, Not to th…
1902 · PDF PAGE 145
BY THE SAME AUTHOR Aceldama. {Out of print. Songs of the Spirit. The Tale of Archais. Jephthah and other Mysteries, &c. Jezebel. [Out of print. An Appeal to the American People. The Mother's Tragedy, &c. {Privately Printed.) Carmen Saeculare. The Soul of Osiris.
1902 · PDF PAGE 65
…rong and sour, A draught of ichor of the veins of Hell ! Curses leap leprous, epicene, unclean. The soul of the Obscene Incarnate in the spirit : and above Hangs Sin, vast vampire, the corrupt, that swings Her unredeeming wings Over the world, and flaps for lust of Death —and Love! Venus. This man was drained of music ! Five new songs Chase the three ancient to oblivion ! Oh ! Love is grown fury ! TannhAuser. Kill me! Venus. In the kiss. [ Tannhduser sleeps. 63
1902 · PDF PAGE 48
Keen on my spirit ; as if all I sought In Thine own symbol, Beauty, were concealed Under her brows —how wider than the air ! How deeper than the sea I How radiant Beyond the fire ! Venus. O shun her devilish lures ! That Beauty is the sole detested fear That can annul our conquests, and arouse Our rapt dream-kisses. Tannhauser. That is my intent. It is the spiritual life of things I seek —Thou knowest ! Venus. Oh, I did not mean ! Remember my dilemma! Hear me speak The story of her. She is a wicked witch That seeketh to delude thy sleepy sense …
1902 · PDF PAGE 46
…e !—Amber-scented voice of light, Calling my name, ever, ever calling — Venus. Answer that call—and thou art lost indeed ! Wake thou thy spirit in this hateful sleep, Keeping the vision, rise, and spit on her ! Tannhauser. Spit on Thy likeness ? I who love Thee so ? Venus. Yes, yes : obey me ! She will leave thee then. She hath assumed mine image ! [^Tkunder. Tannhauser. What is that ? 44
1902 · PDF PAGE 74
…Take thou this dagger ! At the miracle Of 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 ! Fo…
1902 · PDF PAGE 56
… a beggar. Venus. And the sore is left. Tannhauser. Oh, but this body, very consciousness ! I banish both. I cross the crimson wall — My spirit shall reach up to and attain That other. Venus. So Persephone must hold Thy life divided in Her dark domain. Tannhauser. Already I have tasted once of this In its own lesser way. Ten years ago I loved a maiden called Elizabeth. A child she was, so delicate and frail, Far, white, and lonely as the coldest star Set beyond gaze of any eye but God's ; And, to forget her, found due somnolence In such a warm …
1902 · PDF PAGE 117
…ve the wide circle—word and argument ! Move to the line—the steady will of man, That shall attract the Two, the Breath of Life, The Holy Spirit : land you in the Three, Where form is perfect— in the triangle. Tannhauser. My friend, the Three is infinitely small, Mere surface. And I seek the Depth divine ! The Unknown Minstrel. The solid ! But the triangle aspires To that same unity that you despise, And lo ! the Pyramid ! The Sages say : Unite that to the Sphinx, and all is done, Completion of the Magnum Opus. Tannhauser. No! Each new dimension…
1902 · PDF PAGE 44
…ut of Thy likeness have I often seen The vast presentment—formless, palpable, Breathing. Not breathing as we use the word. When life and spirit mingle in one breath, Slay passion in one kiss—breathing, I say, Differently from Thee ! 42
1902 · PDF PAGE 76
…t that only beats for thee, The many-throned and many-minded soul Centred to do thee worship. Hither, hither! TannhAuser. This shakes my spirit as a winnower Whose fan is the eternal breath of God ; Yet on my forehead I perceive a star That shames thy beauties and thy manifold Mind with its tiny triple flame. I go! Venus. Try not the impossible. Thou knowest my power. I shall renew the charm. TannhAuser. I see a Power Above thy mockery of witchcraft. Work 74
1902 · PDF PAGE 63
…he Sea, Made one for love with me, Love and desire and dream, a sense of mortal sin ! Who Cometh as a visionary shape Within my soul and spirit to abide. Mysterious labyrinth without escape. Magical lover, and enchanted bride ? O Mother of my will ! Set thy live body still Unto my heart, that even Eternity Roll by our barren bed — 6i
1902 · PDF PAGE 108
…ost Night Dwelt, inaccessible to sound and sight ; Shielded from Voice, impervious to Light. Lo ! on the barren bosom, on the brine, The spirit of the Mighty One arose, 106
1902 · PDF PAGE 113
…ght to comprehend : Builded the Tower Of life, and girded it with walls of hell, The name of Death. This limit in all things Baffles the spirit wings, Chains the swift soul ; for even Death is bound. In its apparent amplitude I saw, I, who have slept through death, have surely found The old accursed law. And death has changed to life. This task alone Shoots to the starry throne : 1 1 1
1902 · PDF PAGE 123
…athing and life for the Intelligible ; Find death, yet find it living. Deep as Hell I plunged the soul ; by all blind Heaven unbound The spirit, freed, pierced through the maze profound, And knew Itself, an eagle for a dove. So in one man the height and deep of love Joined, in two states alternate (even so Are life and death)—shall one unite the two, My long impulsive strife ? Did I find life ? The real life—to know The ways of God. Alas ! I never knew. Q 121
1902 · PDF PAGE 110
Blinding and blind, the sparks of spirit curled Each to its proper soul ; the wide wheels flow, Orderly streams, and lose the rushing speed, Meet, mingle, marry. Fire and air express Their dews and winds of molten loveliness, Fine flakes of arrowy light, the dawn's first deed. Metallic showers and smoke self-glittering For many an aeon. Wild the pennons spring Of streaming flame ! Then, surging from the tide, Grew the desirable, the golden one. Separate from the sun. Now fire and air no more exult, exceed, Are balanced in the sphere. The waters…
1902 · PDF PAGE 51
…inewy 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
1902 · PDF PAGE 141
…at wept ! O mystery of Love ! Clasping my hands upon the scarlet rose That flamed upon my bosom, the keen thorns Pierced me and slew! My spirit was withdrawn Into Her godhead, and my soul made One With the Great Sorrow of the Universe, The Love of I sis ! Then I fell away Into some old mysterious abyss Rolling between the heights of starry space ; Flaming above, beyond the Tomb of Time, Blending the darkness into the profound Chasms of matter—so I fell away Through many strange eternities of Space, Limitless fields of Time. I knew in me That I …
1902 · PDF PAGE 13
Ibsen, otherwise in spirit and style purely Greek, and dealing as the Greeks did with the emotions of the soul, has realised the changed and infinitely more complex conditions of life ; our self-appointed spiritual guides notwithstanding, or, rather, withstanding in vain. Consequently it is impossible any more to divine whether virtue or vice (as understood of old) will cause the irreparable catastrophe which is the one element of drama which we may still (in the work of a modern dramatist) await with any degree of confidence. I trust that I ma…