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54 SONGS OF THE SPIRIT Should rise and utter secrets of the tomb, And from hell’s womb Or heaven’s breast bring all the load of fears, Toils of long years, Sorrows of life and agonies of death, Hard caught-up breath, The labouring hands of love, the cheeks of shame, The gloomy flame Of lust, the cruel torment of desire More than hell fire, And bid them fade, as if the bryony Let her flower die, And banished them through space, as if a star Dropped through the far Vault of the sky, and, as a lamp extinct With blood-red tinct, Went out. So lonely…
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…ome 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, flows in peace past woody bank and green eyot. Highest, white heather and rock, Mountain and pine, with young laughter, Breezes that murm…
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…ror the sharp sea That slept, and wove its golden hair Most mournfully 5 The rending of the earth at his command Who wields the wrath of heaven, and is dumb ; Hell starts up Is overcome. and before his hand LG. C. Jones, then of Basingstoke, a pro- found mystic. I heard these voices, and beheld afar These dread works wrought at his behest : And on his forehead, lo! a star, And on his breast. And on his feet I knew the sandals were More beautiful than flame, and white, And on the glory of his hair The crown of night. And I beheld his robe, and o…
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… the sky, We look to Thee, Lord, for Thy Fire ; We look—shall Thy Justice deny? Well, can we not die? But Thou, Thou shalt fall from the heaven As hail on the furious host. I see them : their legions are driven ; Their cohorts are broken and lost. Thy fire hath dispersed them and shattered ! They hesitate, waver, and flee! The tyrant is shaken and scattered, And Ireland is clear to the Sea! Green Erin is free! Hail! Hail to Thee, Lord of us, Horus!! All hail to the warrior name! Thy chariots shall drive them before us, Thy sword sweep them fort…
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…ded eye She catches one sharp glint of love for her: She will not leave me ever till I die :— Nay, though [die! Beyond the distant gloom Heaven springs, a fountain, out of Change’s woh ! ‘Time would all men within the grave inter :— For Time himself shall no god find a tomb? Glory and love and work precipitate The end of man’s desire—so sayeth Fate. Man answers: Love is stronger, work more sure, Glory more fadeless than her shafts abate. Though all worlds fail, the pulse of Life be still, God fall, all darken, she hath not her will Of deeds bey…
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…temis’ arrows are fleeter than rays of the moon. My hope in the ocean was founded, Nor changed for the wind and the tide; My love by the heaven was bounded, And knew not a barrier beside ; My faith beyond heaven was grounded, as God to abide. Though death be the stain on our roses, The roses of heaven are white ; Though day on the world of us closes The stars only dream of the night As of music that roars and reposes and dies in delight. Dead stars in the season of sighing, Lost worlds of unspeakable pain, White winds in the winter-tide dying, …
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…the dreadful fate Her lips had shuddered out; her pulses bate Their quick sweet movement; on the ground she lies Struggling, and rending Heaven with her cries. Like light, in one convulsive pang the snake Leapt in the sunlight, and its body brake With glistening scales that golden skin of hers, And writhing with pure shame, the long grass whirrs With her sharp flight of fury and despair. Vhen Charicles at last became aware Of the fell death that had him by the throat To mar his music ; like one blind he sinote The quivering air with cries of so…
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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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… may breed love aloud ; jo j s . again, Four angels trumpet, and earth shivers: the Even as darkness brecds the day: when life is slain, heavens shroud Their faces in blank terror for the sound of ° . . . . them : O who will hear my chant, my cry ; my The mountains are disturbed and roar ° the voice who hear, azure hem Even in this weary misery, this danker mere, (hat laps all lands is broken, lashed in fiery Me, in mine exile, who am driven from foam, yonder mountains And all God’s thunderbolts are crashel— Blue-gray, and highland airs of heav…
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… of the world, and sigh— Yet love makes happy in the end This pleasant tale of Thessaly. Turn from my book, the poet prayed, And look to Heaven, an hour to spend Before Ilis throne who spake and bade The fountains of the deep descend, And bade the earth uproot and rend To pitch like tents the mountains high, And gave him language who hath penned This pleasant tale of Thessaly. ENVOI. Fair maiden. who hast rightly weighed The message of the morning sky, Think kindly of the man who made | This pleasant tale of Thessaly. 7 ENS OF ENGLAND ECE IS DE…
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THE TALE OF ARCHAIS 27 Flush ! the music swells apace, Rolls its silver billows up Through the void demesné of space To the heavens’ azure cup ! Hush, my love, and sleep shall sigh This is immortality ! EPILOGUE. IN LIOLLOW STONEs, SCAWFELL. B.LiINnp the iron pinnacles edge the twilight ; lind and black the ghylls of the mountain clefted, Crag and snow-clad slope in a distant vision Rise as before me. Here (it seems) my feet by a tiny torrent Press the moss with a glad delight of being : Here my eyes look up to the riven moun- tain Split by the…
1905 · PDF PAGE 89
…est night Unfurled, twin sapphires set with gold ; When tumult of the boisterous deep Roared from its slow ungainly sleep, And flocks of heaven were driven to fold; Then rose the walls of Israel steep, For in Flis promise we behold The sworded Sons of glory leap Our tribes in peace to keep. Deep graven in the rocky girth Of Israel’s mountains, in the sky, In all the waters of the earth, In all the fiery steeds that ply Their champing harness, and excel The charioteers of heaven and hell, In all the Names writ secretly And sacred songs ineffable…
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…lifts his eyelids, but his dreams lend eyes their light. So dreams and days are wed, And soul and body lie Ambrosial in Love's bed. See, heaven with stars is spread-— So glad of life am I If an angel came to call me I am sure I would not die. A RONDEL. THe wail of the wind in the desolate land Lifts voice where the heaven lies pallid and blind ; Sweeps over the hills from the sea and the sand The wail of the wind. The earth gives a bleak echo back, and behind Lurk sorrows and sins in the grasp of a hand, And love and despair are the lords of ma…
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…ric lover ! Sing on, and thrill me Jong With such delights as cover The days and deeds of wrong! Live lyre of songs immortal That pierce Heaven’s fiery portal With shafts of splendour strong, Winged with thought’s sharpest fires, Arrowed with soul’s desires And sped from thunder’s thong ; Heaven’s gates rock, rage, and quiver, Farth’s walls gape wide and shiver, While Freedom doth deliver Men’s spirits with thy song. Ah, chainless, distant, fleeting, To lands that, know no sea, Where ocean’s stormy greeting Fills no man’s heart with glee ; Wher…
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… Cold cinders dead ! Our swords are rust ; Our lives are fled Like dew on glass. In vain we lust ; Our hopes are sped, Alas ! alas! From heaven we are thrust, we have no more trust. Alas ! Gold hairs and gray ! Red lips and white! Warm hearts, cold clay ! Bright day, dim night ! Our spirits pass Like the hours away. We have no light, Alas! alas! We have no more day, we are fain to say Alas ! In Love’s a cure For Fortune’s hate ; In Love’s a lure Shall laugh at Fate ; We have tolled Death’s knell ; All streams are pure ; We are new-create ; All’…
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…re- call One little moment that I loved you so ! Let some high pinnacle my tombstone be, My epitaph the murmur of the sea, The clouds of heaven be fleeces for my pall, My unknown grave the cradle of the free. TWO SONNETS ON HEARING THE MUSIC OF BRAHMS AND TSCHAIKOWSKY. To C. G. LAMB. I. My soul is aching with the sense of sound Whose angels trumpet in the angry air ; Wild mzenads with their fiery snakes en- wound In the black waves of my abundant hair. Now hath my life a little respite found In the brief pauses exquisite and rare ; In the stron…
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… up to the purest sky, Above the reach of loathly sinful lust, Whose base affect through cowardly distrust Of his weak wings dare not to heaven fly, But like a moldwarp in the earth doth lie. His’ dunghill thoughts, which do themselves enure To dirty dross, no higher dare aspire, Nor can his feeble earthly eyes endure The flaming light of that celestial fire Which kindleth love in generous desire, And makes him mount above the native might Of heavy earth, up to the heaven's height. SPENSER, Hymn in Honour of Love. Ln Venusberg: changing afterwa…
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…bride fairer far than the flower Ts the couch spread by fingers of even, The blossom of apples for bower, Its roof-tree the sapphires of heaven, Yvonne! For the bride of the mystical hour, Its roof-tree the sapphires of heaven ! With songsters the heavy sweet air Is trembling and sighing and sobbing, With meteors magically fair The sky is deliciously throbbing, Yvonne ! With splendour and subtlety rare The sky is deliciously throbbing. Sweet bride to fond arms with a sigh, Strong arms to fond bosom, are curling ; The winds breathe more musicall…
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…infinitely fixed. Music that throbs, and soars, and burns, And breaks the possible, to dwell One moving monotone, nor turns, Making hell heaven, and heaven hell, The steady impossible song that yearns And brooks no mortal in its swell— This monotone immortal lips Make in our infinite eclipse ! Formless, above all shape and shade ; Lampless, beyond all light and flame ; Timeless, above all age and grade ; Moveless, beyond the mighty name ; A mystic mortal and a maid, Filled with all things to fill the same, To overflow the shores of God, Minglin…
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…ses’ 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, Deeper than ocean, dark As dawn before the lark Flings his sharp song to skyward, and is fain To light his lampless eyes At the flower-folded skies Where stars are hidden in the blue, to fill llis beak with star-dropt dew, Llis little heart anew With love and song to swell it to his will ; Holy as heaven, the place Before …