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1905 · PDF PAGE 40

Collected Works (Vol. I)

…d obey. Perchance I have not lived so far. Perchance to-day, Like a spring-flower that slowly opens out Its willing petals to the tender dawn, My soul may open to the knowledge of iA dawn of new thought that may lead Votce. To God. Ph, Wope hardly dared to name it! Enter Messenger. Afess. My lord, the king’s command ! Ph. I heed it not. See thou disturb not my high meditation. Away! Voice. With meditations centred in thyself. Mess. Who spoke? Lh. Speak thou. I obey the king. Tess. My lord, Ile lids thee to his court, to hold the reins Tight on …

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1905 · PDF PAGE 102

Collected Works (Vol. I)

…e sun close fast upon the sea ; So, my own heart, thy mouth must close on me. Art thou awake? Those eyes of wondering love, Sweet as the dawn and softer than the dove, Seek no quick vision—yet they move to me And, slowly, to the child. How still are we! Yes, and a smile betokens that they wake Or dream a waking dream for kisses’ sake ; Yes, I will touch thee, O my low sweet brow ! My wife, thy lips to mine—yes, kiss me now ! IV. THE VOYAGE SOUTHWARD. Hoty as heaven, the home Of winds, the land of foam, The palace of the waves, the house of rain…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 90

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JEPHTHAH 83 CHORUS. Fair as the dawn is the maiden wise ; Pale as the poppies by still white water ! Sunlight burns in her pure deep eyes ; Love lights the tresses of Jephthah’s daughter. Kissing rays of the moon have caught her, Rays of the moon that sleeps and sighs, JARED [aszde]. In our disgrace, behold! our vengeance strikes. I am inspired with so profound a hate— He shall not triumph: in the very hour When his o’ermastering forehead tops the sky I strike him to the earth. I need not move. Silence—no more—and all accomplishes. Leviathan, h…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 96

Collected Works (Vol. I)

…, With large sweet love-illumined eyes Into the night, into the night. The throne of night shall be withdrawn ; So moveth she toward the dawn. All peoples and all kings that move By love and sacrifice inspired In light and holiness and love, And seek some end of God desired, Pass, though they seem to sink in night, To dawns more perdurably bright. So priest and people join to praise The secret wisdom of the Lord, Awaiting the arisen rays That smite through heaven as a sword ; Remembering He hath surely sworn : Toward the night, toward the dawn …

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1905 · PDF PAGE 86

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… sea Our father Abraham beheld The lamp of heaven arise to be The monarch quenchless and unquelled ; But we on this far Syrian shore See dawn upon the mountains pour.’ The limit of the snows is bright ; As spears that glitter shine the hills ; The foaming forehead of the light All air with cloudy fragrance fills ; And, born of desolation blind, The young sweet summer burns behind. The Altar of the Lord is set With salt and fire and fervid wine, And toward the east the light is let For shadow for the holiest shrine : One moment hangs the fire of…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 203

Collected Works (Vol. I)

…t desire ; You have led me through your chambers, where the secret bolt was drawn, To the chambers of the Highest and the secrets of the Dawn ! You have brought me to command you, and not to be denied ; You have taught me in perfection to be unsatisfied ; You have taught me midnight vigils, when you smiled in amorous sleep ; You have even taught a man the woman’s way to weep. So, even as you helped me, blindly, against your will, So shall the angel faces watch for your own souls still. A little pain and pleasure, a little touch of time, _And yo…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 206

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THE HOLY PLACE i99 The scarlet vesture and the crimson skin ! As Aphrodite clove The foam, incarnate Love, Maiden; as light leaps the dawn-gardens in, So in the Love and Light, Life slain, yet infinite, The God-Man’s night, Leaps pure the Soul re-arisen from the embrace of Sin. Yet, in the terror of that Breast, abides So sweet and deadly a device, a lure Deep in the blood and poison of her sides, Swart, lean, and leprous, that her stings endure. Even the soul of grace Abideth not her face Without vague longing, infinite desire, Stronger becaus…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 204

Collected Works (Vol. I)

…ake myself as dumb: That I may see I close my outer sight : So, I am here. My brows are bent in prayer ; I kneel already in the Gates of Dawn ; And I am come, albeit unaware, To the deep sanctuary : my hope is drawn From wells profounder than the very sea. Yea, I am come, where least I guessed it so, Into the very Presence of the Three That Are beyond all Gods. And nowI know What spiritual Light is drawing me Up to its stooping splendour. In my soul I feel the Spring, the all-devouring Dawn, Rush with my Rising. There, beyond the goal, The Veil…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 55

Collected Works (Vol. I)

…f light. Now they are clutching his arms, the phantoms that throng there behind him, Foul and distorted, whose sight may not on men ever dawn ; Now they entice and entreat, nowstrive with fresh fury to bind him, Cords that are cut by an angel whose sword is unceasingly drawn, Glitters, and bids them fall back as if struck by the eye of the morn. Would he but turn he should see a woman laid naked before him, Stretching her arms to his breast, reach- ing her lips to his face, Lips that should grant but one kiss ere the demons descended and tore h…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 28

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…s them glint amorously, While the intense hushed music of his breath Sighs, till her longing grows divine as death— So, fairer far, drew dawn on Ida’s grove. The young sun rose, whose burning lips of love Kissed the green steeps, whose royal locks of flame Brushed o’er the dewy pastures, with acclaim Of tuneful thrushes shrill with mountain song, And noise of nightingales, and murmur long— A sigh half-sad, as if remembering earth And all the massy pillars of her girth ; Half-jubilant, as if foreseeing a world Fresher with starlight and with wat…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 249

Collected Works (Vol. I)

…ful me, And keep me in the Way of Truth. But Thou! Forgive, forgive ! Light! Lead, lead me to Thy SHEPHERD-BOY (szzgs). Light in the sky Dawns to the East ! Song-bird and beast Wake and reply. Let me not die, Now, at the least ! Lord of the Light ! Queen of the dawn! Soul of the Night Hid and withdrawn ! Voice of the thunder ! Light of the levin ! I worship and wonder, O maker of Heaven! The night falls asunder; The darkness is riven ! Light, O eternal! Life, O diurnal ! Love, O withdrawn! Heart of my May, spring Far to Thy dawn ! God of the da…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 123

Collected Works (Vol. I)

…r Of sunshine that brings healing with the breath Of western winds that sigh, they hint Of sleep, twin soul with death. Death, death ere dawn. dark ; Trees are grown terrible; the shadows wan Make shudder all the tense desires of man ; | No gleam of moonlight bears the golden mark Of sunny lips, nor shines upon Our sleep—Love’s birchen bark. The night is over Love, love to-night. To-night is all we know, Is all our care; lips joined to lips we lie, Tender hands touching, hearts in tune to die, With willing kiss reluctant to let go; So sweet lov…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 131

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…f weeping ; Birds in the wood are on wing, Lambs in the meadow are leaping. Can there be any delight still in the butter- cups sleeping? Dawn, paler daffodil, dawn ; Smile, for the winter is over ; Sunlight makes golden the lawn, Spring comes and kisses the clover ; All the wild woodlands await poet and songster and lover.

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1905 · PDF PAGE 156

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… eloquent silence of black ight ! RATOUM. The noise of many planets fallen far ! CHORUS. Death listens for the voice of life; mght waits dawn of wisdom: spring ! winter seeks the The RATOUM. ‘The music of all stars arisen; the breath Of God upon the valley of the dead ! CHORUS. The silence of the awaiting soul asleep ! RATOUM. The murmur of the fountain of my life! CHORUS. The whole dead universe awaits the Word. RATOUM. Now is the hour of life ; my voice leaps up In the dim halls of death, and kindling flame Roars like the tempest through forg…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 181

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…e ; Let thedayspring pass and brighten intonoon! Yet no limit find our love, nor passion find a measure !” O Madonna of the Golden Eyes! Dawn brought reason back, and the violet eyes are sadder :-— O they were golden once, and I call them golden still ! Dawn has brought remorse, the sting of a foul swamp-adder— I hate you! beast of Hell! Love’s manacle ! O Murderess of the hateful eyes ! I have snapped O and you fix them on me! your lips curse now—’tis fitter ! Snarl on ! eat out your heart with the poison that is its blood. Speak! and her lips…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 95

Collected Works (Vol. I)

…ed By the fingers of the maid Kach has chosen for a mate, When the west wind lately breathed Murmurs in the wanton glade Of the day that dawneth late In a maiden’s horoscope, Dawning faith and fire and hope On the spring that only knew Flowers and butterflies and dew, Skies and seas and mountains blue, On the spring that wot not of Fruit and falling leaves and love. Never dew-dashed foreheads fair Shall salute the idle air. Never shall we wander deep Where the fronds of fern, asleep, Kiss her rosy feet that pass On the spangled summer grass, il…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 201

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…e: looking far on high, Beyond, I see Zogca in the sky. The petty bubble of Love’s pipe is burst ! Yea! through the portals of the dusky dawn I see the nameless Rose of Heaven un- fold ! Yea! through rent passion and desire with- drawn Burns in the East the far ephemeral gold. O Wisdom! Mother of my sorrow! Rise! And lift my love to thine immortal eyes ! THE TWO LOVES. Wuar is my soul? The shadow of my will. What is my will? The sleeper’s sigh at waking. Osiris! Orient godhead ! Jet me still Rest in the dawn of knowledge, ever slaking My lips a…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 125

Collected Works (Vol. I)

…ht from our slumbers? Light breaks, and the breezes caress Cool limbs and soft eyes and fair faces ; The nightingales carol to bless The dawn of our maiden embraces, Yvonne! The woods wear a lovelier dress In the dawn of our maiden embraces ! PERDURABO.! EXILE from humankind! The snow’s fresh flakes Are warmer than men’s hearts. My mind is wrought Into dark shapes of solitary thought That loves and sympathises, but awakes No answering love or pity. What a pang Hath this strange solitude to aggravate The self-abasement and the blows of late! No …

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1905 · PDF PAGE 54

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…ng chill hour Beats out each second with the ghastly power, Reluctant tillthe morning. Shall they cease, These black battalions, and the dawn bring peace To a head holier? Or shall he succumb, Fight through long agonies and perish dumb, Sword gripped hard to the last? or shall he fall | Recreant, coward, and no more at all Reach the dim martyr-hall of heroes? Yet The surging shapes gape hideous, to heget Fresh arméd foemen to destroy the king. and first, on black imperishable wing, That Nameless Thing. Darkness, a dragon, now devours The vision…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 99

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… hand with rose leaves shed about the Lips, As if my lips Had left their bloom upon it when they kissed, As if'a mist Of God’s delicious dawn had overspread Their face, and fled ! O wonderful fresh blossom of the wood ! O purpling blood ! O azure veins as clear as all the skies! QO longing eyes That look upon me fondly to beget Two faces, set ‘ither like flowers upon their laughing blue, Where morning dew Sparkles with all the passion of the dawn ! The happy lawn Leads, by the stillest avenues, to groves Made soft by loves ; And all the nymphs …

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