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…n 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, undigni- fied ! 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 CoM pany. Hail, friends ! Good cousin Landgrave, merry be the meet! LANDGRAVE. Hands off me, fellow! Who are you?…
1905 · PDF PAGE 206
…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 because suppressed, Unto the wide black breast, The lips incarnate of blood, flesh, and fire, So to slip down between Thighs vast and epicene, Morose and lean, To that unnameable morass, the ultimate mire. Wherefore behoves the Soul that leaps divine, Even beholding, darkly in a mirror, The face of God, to sink before His Shrine, Weeping: O Beauty, Majesty,…
1905 · PDF PAGE 257
… 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. 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 ! Spa…
1905 · PDF PAGE 41
…Whilst we may find in thee the secrets grey Of all things God would fain have hid for ever. IT, All things grow still before thine awful face. Now fails the lover’s sigh; Sleep’s angel clings About the children with her dreamy wings, And all the world is silent for a space. The waving of thy dusky plumes in heaven Alone breathes gentle music to mine ears, So that despair is fain to flee, and fear Cowers far away amid the shades of even. ‘* Hope,” is thy whisper, ‘‘ hope, and trust in Night; My realm is the eternal, and my power The absolute. My…
1905 · PDF PAGE 210
THE HOLY PLACE 203 The first face spake and said: ‘“Welcome, O King, art thou! Await thy throne a thousand dead ; A crown awaits thy brow, A seven-sting scorpion; for thy rod thou hast a bauble now.” The next face spake and said: ‘“* Welcome, O Priest, to me! Red blood shall dye thee robes of red, Hell’s cries thy litany | Thy mitre sits, divided strength, to end thy church and thee !” The third face spake and said: ** Welcome, O Man, to Death! Thy little span of life is sped, Sighed out thy little breath. The worm that never dies is thine; the…
1905 · PDF PAGE 42
… sought their gulfs and fiery lakes, And sought no happy end. I said: the height is as the deep, Twin breasts of one white dove; Death’s face is as the face of Sleep, And Lust is likest Love. And with my blood I forced the door That guards the palaces of sin ; I reached the lake’s cinereous! shore ; I passed those groves within. My blood was wasted in her veins, To freshen them, who stood like death, Our Lady of ten thousand Pains With heavy kissing breath. I said: Our Lady is as God, Her hell of pain as heaven above; Death’s feet, like Sleep’s…
1905 · PDF PAGE 99
…d 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 have made a mossy dell War…
1905 · PDF PAGE 268
…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 horndd as the moon; Clothed with a sun to which the sun of earth Were tinsel; and the moon was at Her feet 1— A moon whose brilliance breaks the sword of song …
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…they nurtured. Evil dreams and spells, Cast at the dimmest hour, the sword repels And drives them down the steep of [Tell. But dim Sweet faces of dead maidens drew to him ; (Quiet woods and streams and all the moun- tains tall, Cool valleys, silver-streaked with waterfall, Came in his slumbers, chaste and musical, While through their maze his mind beheld afar Dim and divine, Archais, like a star. It was no dream, or else the growing dawn Deepened the glory of the misted lawn, For to his eyes, half open now, there seems A figure, fairer than his…
1905 · PDF PAGE 136
… 1 Gerald Kelly, the eminent painter. JEZEBEL. ParRT I. A LION’S mane, a leopard’s skin Across my dusty shoulders thrown; A swart fierce face, with eyes where sin- Lurks like a serpent by a stone. A man driven forth by lust to seek Rest from himself on Carmel’s peak. A prophet! with wild hair behind, Streaming in fiery clusters! Yea, Tangled with vehemence of the wind, And knotted with the tears that slay ; And all my face parched up and dried, And all my body crucified. Ofttimes the Spirit of the Lord Descends and floods me with his breath ; M…
1905 · PDF PAGE 238
… in the mystery of a dead world. Thou formless sense of gloom and terror! Thou Upas,! new tree of life—by sinister Cherubim with averted faces kept ! Nay! This one secret I suspect, and gloat Over the solemn purport of the dream With subtle shuddering of joy,—and that Keener delight, a sense of deadly fear ! This secret : Thou art darkness in Thyself, and evil wrapped in light, and ugliness Vested in beauty! Therefore is my love No petty passion like these country-folk’s : No fertile glory (as the Love of God) : But vast and barren as the winte…
1905 · PDF PAGE 88
… shall bear Full fruit to-day. Speak only, it is done. AHINOAM, Iam grown old, and go not out to wars. But in the lusty days of youth my face Turned from the battle and pursuit and spoil Only to one face dearer than my soul, F
1905 · PDF PAGE 256
…h purity. As sad spring’s sun starts on his daily race, Reddens the east, as if in sad disgrace ; So love first blushes on true maiden’s face. Soft, soft, the gaze of married folk, I think, Limpid and calm as pools where cattle drink ; And, when they kiss, most discontentments shrink ! Even as the stars together sing (we hear) So sings the married life, a tuneful sphere. Hushand is he, and she is very dear. How truly beautiful it is to see Old age in perfect unanimity, Affections smooth, and buzzing like a bee. The sun sets, in conjunction with…
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…pillars for the universe. Immond,? Shapeless, unstayed, Nothing, Nothing, Nothing, Nothing! I was afraid. V. That was my sanity. Brought face to face Suddenly with the infinite, I feared. My brain snapped, broke; white oarage- wings ? appeared On stronger shoulders set, a carapace, A chariot. I did essay that weird Unmeasured dome : Found in its balance, peace; found in its silence, home. VI. That was my madness. On bright plumage poised I soared, I hovered in the infinite ; Nothing was everything; the day was night, Dark and deep light togethe…
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POWER 5I Refreshed, encouraged, lightened, Sent on the Way Whose Sun and Star have brightened From dawning into day, I set my face, a flint, Toward where the holy glint Oflamps affords the hint That leads me—where it may. POWER. THE mighty sound of forests murmuring In answer to the dread command ; The stars that shudder when their king ! Extends his hand, His awful hand to bless, to curse; or moves Toward the dimmest-den In the thick leaves, not known of loves Or nymphs or men ; (Only the sylph’s frail gossamer may wave Their quiet frondage ye…
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…d Whence from Eternity is drawn The awful glory of the dawn! ELEAZAR. Let every man depart unto his house. ClORUS., 'H{fe hath made Ilis face as a fire ; [lis wrath as a sword ; tfe hath smitten our soul’s desire; Ife is the Lord. Ife hath given and taken away, hath made us and broken 3 Lic hath made the blue and the gray, the sea for a token ; Ile hath made to-day and to-morrow3 the winter, the spring ; Ile bringeth us joy out of sorrow; Tehovah is King. [Axcunt, JePuTHAL zs left standing weth whete set face. Presently tears come into his eyes…
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…h thunder, not the steer Sluggish and safe! Remorse,. Despair: but ever mid the whirling fear, Let, through the tumult, break the poet’s face Radiant, assured his wild slaves win the race!" Yoke Hatred, Crime, Two Poets of Croiste, ScENE I. A room tn the palace of the LANDGRAVE. ELIZABETH. I am ashamed to look upon thy face! TANNHAUSER. O Love! Pure mystery of life! 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. Ife laughed, was cruel. So I said at las…
1905 · PDF PAGE 176
…E 169 Warm wealth of draperies, the broidered room, And delicate tissues of pale silk that shine About her bed: all kiss the dead girl’s face With shadowy reltuctances that gloom Over and under, and the cold divine Presence of Death bedews the quiet place. She was so gracious ; she was grace. Once, in the long insidious hours that steal Through summer’s pleasant kingdom, she would weave Such songs, such murmurs of the dusky breeze That passed, like silken tapestries that feel The silkier cheeks of maidens as they cleave Tender to patient lovers…
1905 · PDF PAGE 269
…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: ‘©OQ Thou, Sole Wise, Sole Pure, Sole Merciful, Who hast thus shown Thy mystery to nan : Grant that his coming may be very soon See, the sobs shake me like a little child. 9? e The moon is crescent, waxing in the West. Take the last kiss, dear. What is the strange song? [Zhe great Goddess ariseth, weeping Jor the slain Osiris TANNHAUSER, the perfected through suffering. IsIs. Isis a…
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…making feast. at So with no ‘heart to feast, I joined the mirth, Mingled the dances that delight the earth, And laughing looked in every face of guile. Quick was my glance and subtle was my smile; Ten thousand little loves were brought to birth, Ten thousand loves that laughed a little while. No; for one woman did not laugh, too wise ! But came so close, and looked within my eyes So deeply that I saw not anything. Only her eyes grew, as a purple ring Shielding the sun. They grew; they uttered lies— They fascinate and cleave to me and cling. The…