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1905 · PDF PAGE 252

Collected Works (Vol. I)

…pon the sacred quest Still riding? how came you here at Three years TANNHAUSER. Ay, my lord, upon the quest. LANDGRAVE. Vou travelled in far lands? TANNUAUSER. Far, very far ! LANDGRAVE. You fought with Turks? > TANNHAUSER. I fought within myself, LANDGRAVE., Why is such suffering written in dark lines, And painted in the greyness of your hair? TANNHAUSER., I had an evil dream. LANDGRAVE. You saw the Grail? TANNHAUSER. I saw—strange things.

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1905 · PDF PAGE 100

Collected Works (Vol. I)

…Before the day Ring out the tocsin for our flight ! Ts keen to dip Her plunging forehead in the silvering sea. ‘To-morrow we Shall be so far away, and then to-morrow Shall shake off sorrow And be to-morrow and not change for ever : No dawn shall sever The sleepy eyelids of the night, no eve Shall fall and cleave The blue deep eyes of day. queen ! My ship Your hand, my Look down and lean Your whole weight on me, then leap out, as light As swallow’s flight, And race across the shadosys of the moon, And keep the {tine With ringing hoofs across the…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 38

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…ueror Christ burst forth of prison, And triumph woke the thunder of the spheres, So brake the soul, as newly re-arisen Beyond the years. Far above Space and Time, that earth environ With bands and bars we strive against in vain, Far o’er the world, and all its triple iron And brazen chain, Far from the change that men call life fled higher Into the world immutable of sleep, We see our loved one, and vain eyes desire In vain to weep. Woeful our gaze, ifon lone Earth descendent, To view the absence of yon flame afar— Yetin the Heavens, anew, divi…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 29

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…eeks ; she bitterly began : ‘“*T will not yield to thee—a mortal man Alone shall know my love. No God shall come From his high place and far immortal home To bend my will by force. Freeborn, I live In freedom, and the love that maidens give To men I give to one, but thou, most high, (For woman’s wits through your deceptions Spy And know ye for Olympians) shalt know A maiden’s heart no lover may win so. Farewell, and find a fairer maid to love! Farewell!” But he: ‘‘ Through all the silent grove I sought thee sighing—for thy love would I Consent …

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1905 · PDF PAGE 68

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… penniless. BRANDON, Unnatural puppy ! PERCY. My mother’s spirit forgives you, and in my heart is no longer the desire for vengeance. So far have I risen, but not far enough to forget that you are the most abominable villain that plagues God’s beautiful world with his infesting life. BRANDON [ze2¢h setdden calnness|. This to his father! say, you wretch? PERCY [to VAUGHAN]. I will go, my true new father. Kiss Esmé for me a hundred times ! BRANDON [breaking from the Footmen]. Damn you; that’s your game, is it? No, you go with me, Sir Poet. [Rushi…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 12

Collected Works (Vol. I)

ACELDAMA 5 And lose ourselves, together, far above . The highest heaven, in one sweet lover’s kiss, So sweet, so strong, That with it all my soul should unto him belong. XXIV. An ecstasy to which no life respends, Is the enormous secret I have learned : When self-denial’s furnace- flame has burned Through love, and all the agonising bonds That hold the soul within its shell are turned ‘To water weak ; ‘hen may desires obtain the cypress crown they seek. XXV. Browning attained, I think, when Evelyn Hope Gave no response to his requickening kiss …

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1905 · PDF PAGE 41

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…Night, on thee is set our only hope, Because our eyes, too tender for the day, Are dazed with sunlight, and poor fingers grope For those far truths that mock our vague en- deavour, 1 Chosen in accordance with the theory of Young and Helmholz. 2 Compare this octet with that of the ‘*Sonnet to Sleep” of P. B. Marston, which Crowley had not at this time read. 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…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 76

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…er, did we call, Sons of Ammon one and all, Did we fear not lest his eye Turn back covetous to try For our pleasances, to rule Where the far blue Syrian sky Stretches, where the clouds as wool Mark the white Arabian border, To become a tyrant king Where his sword came conquering. Out of chaos rises order On her wide unwearying wing, But the desolate marauder Never over us shall swing Such a sceptre as should bring Sorrow to one home of ours. Better bear the heavy hours Under God’s avenging breath, Better brave the horrid powers, Better taste th…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 132

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…Y 125 Linger, dew, linger and gem All the fresh flowers in the garland ; Blossom, leaf, bud and green stem Flash with your light to some far land, Where men shall wonder if you be not a newly-be~- starland. Ah! the sweet scents of the woods! Ah! the sweet sounds of the heaven ! Sights of impetuous floods, Foam like the daisy at even, Folding o’er passionate gold petals that sun- rise had riven ! See, like my life is the stream Now its desire is grown quiet ; Life was a passionate dream Once, when light fancy ran riot, Now, ere youth fades, flow…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 133

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126 MYSTERIES: LYRICAL AND DRAMATIC Far on the iron peaks a voice Crystal and cold, Sharper than sounds the aurochs’ ! choice O’er wood and wold, A summons as of angels that rejoice, A peean glad and bold, ; A mighty shout of infinite acclaim Shrieks through the sky some dread forgotten Name. Trembles the demon on his perch Of crags ice-bound ; Tremble near forest and far church At that quick sound ; The silver arrows that bedeck the birch Shiver along the ground : Priest, fiend, and harpy answer to the call, And hasten to their ghastly festiva…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 235

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…ack swing we to the pitiful abyss, Liken God’s being to the life of man. So reason staggers. Angels, answer me ! Ye who have watched the far unfolding plan— How is time shorter than eternity? Prove it and weigh! By mind it cannot be. All our divisions spring in our own brain. See! As upsprings on the horizon there A clefted hill contemptuous of the plain. (Why, which is higher?) I am in despair. Let me essay the Pharaoh and his prayer ! [TANNHAUSER speaks the Word of Double Power. Oh God, Thy blinding beauty, and the light Shed from Thy shoulde…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 201

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…asure in desire to die And never taste again the deadly thirst For those caresses ; even then a curst Sick pang shot through me: 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 w…

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Collected Works (Vol. I)

…e, Roaring and raging round with red infernal glare. The yellow sand toward the deep sky extends: A dusky mirage would confuse my view ; Far, far away, where desolation ends, There is a water of serenest blue ; And by it stands, as patient and as true As in the past, his form to whom I turn, And break my bondage and would touch anew His holy lips; my body and spirit yearn ; Te fades away, and fires of Hell within me burn. Sull, as I journey through the waste, I see A silver figure more divine arise ; The Christ usurps the horizon for me, And He…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 81

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…hast thou come with bloody hands against us? Our holy God, that bound the iron sea With pale frail limits of white sand, and said : Thus far, and not one billowy step beyond ! Saith unto thee in like commandment: Thou Who hast destroyed my people from the land So far, shalt not encroach upon their places One furlong more, lest quickly I destroy Thee and thy host from off the earth. thus ; Ride for thy life, and bring me speedy word. [ Axzt Herald. Say CHORUS. Not wingéd forms, nor powers of air, Nor sundered spirits pale and fair, Nor glitterin…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 82

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…in of Heaven’s choice, A noise as of eagles mating, A cry as of men that rejoice. For victory crowns with garlands Of fame his valour in far lands, And suns sing back to the starlands His praise with a perfect voice. JEPHTHAH. Leave prophecy until I come again ! CHORUS. A prophet told us thou shouldst fight for us And save thy people from the Ammonites. JEPHTHAH. Why look you so? He told you other thing. CHORUS. Nay, lord, no saying that we understood. JEPHTHAH. Speak thou its purport; I may understand. For, know you, in the desert where I dwel…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 135

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…ter. Yet may I be happy, storing honey Lover’s lips hold, gathering the sunlight Eyes and hair have kept for me, delighting In the bells far-off, in yonder thrushes, In the tawny songster of the forest, In the stream’s song, all the words of passion, Echoes of the deeper words unspoken In thy breast and mine, O heart of silence ! Will they pierce one day to other nations Clear and strong and triumphing? It may be. Then we shall not envy you, my Horace !

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1905 · PDF PAGE 55

Collected Works (Vol. I)

…ere, and look back in the tower’ where pallid shades murmur and quicken : Low laughs leap in the silence, sink to a sigh ere there come, Far from the feet of the storm, a pulse like the beat of a drum. Throbs the wild sound through the storm, and the wings of it waken and quiver, Only the watcher, unmoved, looks on the face of the night ; Sees the strong hosts that unite, a fervent implacable river Foaming from heaven and hell, two armies of crimson and white ; Flecked is the sky with their blood shed as by sabres of light. Now they are clutchi…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 37

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… him: Better to pass where sand and sulphur burn, And days are hazed with heat, and nights are dim With some malarial poison. Better lie Far and forgotten on some desert isle, Where I may watch the silent ships go by, And let them share my burden for awhile. Let me pass out beyond the city gate Where I may wander by the water still, And see the faint few stars immaculate Watch their own beauty in its depth, and chill | Their own desire within its icy stream. Let me move on with vacant eyes, as one Lost in the labyrinth of some ill dream, Move a…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 142

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…e. So! Stop—turn—one little kiss before you go ; It is my right—you must. Ohno! Ohno! EPILOGUE. To die amid the blossoms of the frost On far fair heights; to sleep the quiet sleep Of dead men underneath the snowy steep Of many mountains ; ever to have lost These cares and these distrusts 3 to lie alone, Watched by the distant eagle’s drowsy wing, Stars and grey summits, and the winds that sing Slow dirges in eternal monotone. Such is my soul’s desire, being weary of This vain eternity of sleepless dreams That is my life; withal there still may …

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108 MYSTERIES: LYRICAL AND DRAMATIC THE DREAMING. DEATH! My beauty in thy deep pure love Anchors its homage far above All lights of heaven. The stars awake ; The very stars bend down to take From its fresh fragrance for the sake Of their own cloud-compelling peace. On earth there lies a silver fleece Of new-fallen snow, secure from sun, In alleys, leafy every one This year already with the spring, The breeze blows freshly, thrushes sing, And all the woods are burgeoning With quick new buds ; across the snow The scent of violets to and fro Wafts…

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