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Long avenues of sleepy trees And Lowers arched with love, And kisses woven for a breeze, And lips that scarcely move, Save as long ripples on the seas, That murmur like a dove. T saw the burning lips of God Set fast on Mary’s face, I saw the Christ, with fire shod, Walk through the holy place, And the lilies rosier where he trod Blushed for a little space. I saw myself, and still I sang With lips in clearer tune, Like to the nightingale’s that rang Through all those nights of June ; Such nights when stars in slumber hang Beneath the quiet moon.…
1905 · PDF PAGE 130
… fury to the North, to dye Our prows with seaweed, such as wise men seek For cleansirz of their altars with slow blood Wrenched trom the long dark leaves, with fingers weak With age and toil ; to stem the restless flood That boils between the islands ; to attain The ultimate ice, where some calm hero stood And looked one last time for a sail in vain, And looking upward not in vain, lay down And died, to pass where cold and any pain Are not. So still the night is, like the crown Most white of the high God that glittereth ! The stars surround the…
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…torm and passion is the sky, And where the sacred hand of the Most High Holds out a star. Ife stands amid the storm, a mighty rock ; His long hair blows about, the demons mock I]Jis entry to their kingdom, and despair. Groans in the blackness, infamous and bare, ~ And hateful shapes and eyes surround his head— O for the magic of those mightier dead To scatter them, and utterly destroy Their likeness, and to penetrate the joy Of yonder places past the realm of fear! Q that some nughty seer Came to avenge, that might deliver him From this grim fi…
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… of hell; that of the south The songs I sung. Forget that I have trampled flowers, And worn the crown Of thorns of roses in the hours So long dropped drown. Forget, O white-faced maid, that I Have dallied long In classic bowers and mystery Of classic song. Eros and Aphrodite now I can forget, Placing upon thy maiden brow Love’s coronet, Wake from the innocent dear sleep Of childhood’s life : An English maiden must not weep To be a wife. So shall our love bridge space, and bring The tender breath Of sun and moon and stars that sing To gladden De…
1905 · PDF PAGE 256
TANNHAUSER 249 Great lord, true knight, and honest gentle- man, So long who journeyed on the holy quest Forgotten of these younger days, and now Come back among us to receive reward For those long sufferings ; in days of peace, In fruitful love, and marriage happiness. So, to the poet’s tourney. HERALD. Sire, Lord Heinrich Craves your high pardon. LANDGRAVE. Ha! He is not here! WOLFRAM. Our sturdy lover will not be consoled For losing, as he phrases it, his friend. LANDGRAVE. Well, we forgive him the more readily Because of the occasion. One al…
1905 · PDF PAGE 251
…DEST PILGRIM. Cling to the Cross, sir, there is hope in that ! TANNHAUSER. You know not, friend, the man to whom you speak. I have lived long in miracles enough, Myself the crowning miracle of all, That Iam merely here. God speed you, sirs! I ask your blessing, not to stay therewith My soul’s own need (though that is dire enough) But—he that blesseth shall himself be blessed ! My blessing were small help to you, my friends. AN INTELLIGENT PILGRIM. For your own reason, give it to us, then! TANNHAUSER. The Blessing of the Lord! May Mary’s self Be…
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… name! © Life! O Tleaven! Ve Spirits Rising unbidden from [lope’s cobwebbed * door, Ve quick desires that every soul inherits, Q) dreams long dead! Leave me to weep, and Corture me no more ! My face grows grey with sheer despair; | shrink Irom dreams 3 [ dare not think. 1 The Anorita, ov elixir of Tnimortality. 2 Because long shut, as in the story of Bruce and the spider. I had a poet’s dreams. ing To grasp the firmament and hold it fast, To reach toward God, and, from His shrine returning, To sing in magic melodies the vast Desires of God towa…
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…rt its path.—So he Cried out upon me, ‘‘ Till this barren staff Take life, and bud, and blossom, and bear fruit, And shed sweet scent—so long God casteth thee Out from His glory!” Stricken, smitten, slain— When—one unknown, a pilgrim with the rest, Darting long rugged fingers and deep eyes, Reached to the sceptre with his word and will— Buds, roses, blossoms! Lilies of the Light ! Bloom, bloom, the fragrance shed upon the air ! Out flames the miracle of life and love! Out, out the lights! Flame, flame, the rushing storm ! Darkness and death, an…
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… God, Thy blinding beauty, and the light Shed from Thy shoulders, and the golden night Of mingling fire and stars and roses swart In the long flame of hair that leaps athwart, Live in each tingling gossamer! Dread eyes! Each flings its arrow of sharp sacrifice, Eating me up with poison! I am hurled Far through the vaporous confines of the world With agony of sundering sense, beholding Thy mighty flower, blood-coloured death, unfolding ! Lithe limbs and supple shoulders and lips curled, Curled out to draw me to their monstrous world ! 1 To inves…
1905 · PDF PAGE 129
… woman, ruddy with the flame Of men’s blood spilt, and her uncleanly shame, And the thrice-venomous vomit of her prison. She sits as one long dead: infernal calm, Chill hatred,- wrap her in their poisonous cold. She careth not, but doth disdainly hold Three scourges for man’s soul, that know no balm. They know not any cure. The first is Life, A well of poison. Sowing dust and dung Over men’s hearts, the second scourge, abuve All shameful deeds, is Lying, from whose tongue Drops Envy, wed with Hatred, to sow Strife. These twain are bitter; but t…
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… on us a forehead full of peace, Bidding thine anger tease, Speaking sweet words most comfortable. O lose The bitter memory of the wrong long dead ! © be the lord and prince we gladly choose And crown the mercy of thy royal head ! Be thou the chief, and rule upon thy kin, And be not wroth for sin. lor surely in the dusty days and years There is a little river flowing still That brings forgetfulness of woes and fears And drinks up all the memory of ill. Wherefore our tribute to thy feet we bring ; Conguer our foes, and reign our king! JEPHTHAH. …
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…r who is rotten: from the face Of earth shall fail the misbegotten, root and race } And the fair country unto them again I give, Whom in long exile men contemn: for they shall live.” Yea, they shall live! Amen! And I Give praise, and close mine eyes, cover my face, and laugh—and die. Her breath I take The Celtic race! “CARMEN SAECULARE.,” ‘*T prophesy, with feet upon a grave, Of death cast out, and life devouring death. Of freedom, though all manhood were one slave ; Of truth, though all the world were har; of love, That time nor hate can raze …
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…rit to my heart ! TANNHAUSER. Not I! I will I know the spell.) I am warned. 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 accurséd gateway of this house of Hell? VENUS. Thou canst not find it! Fool! TANNHAUSER. And yet I will. 1 Which would have given her power to use his body as an habitation, according to legend. VOL. I. VENUS. Meanwhi…
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… the violet guessed By some slow dream that thrilled her gentle breast, That some sweet thing might come to her; she thought Through the long days of how her dream was wrought : She guessed it woven of the spider's thread, And coloured like the river’s changing bed Where polished pebbles shine; she guessed it frail And perfect, with pure wings, like silver pale. So there, behind the leaves and stems, her lids Grew deep with veins of love, and Bassarids? Racing the dim woods through, beheld her face, Whispered together, and desired the place. Th…
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…blood with poisonous vials of death, Or dooms them tu the tooth and venomous breath Of foul black worms; and on the earth to dwell For a long space, and there (most terrible !) To change her shape at times, and on her take The fierce presentment of a loathly snake To wander curst and lonely through the dire black brake. And this thing is my mother, whose foul tomb Is a black serpent, spotted with the gloom Of venomous red flecks, and poisonous sweat, While on her flat lewd head the mark is set Of utter loathsomeness ; and I, her child Born of i…
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…e adder none may charm. JEPHTHAH. IT know it, and will not await the answer. But dawn shall see a solemn sacrifice, And solemn vows, and long swords glittering, And moving columns that shall shake the earth With firm and manly stride; and victory Most like a dove amid the altar-smoke. CHORUS. We, passing here the night in prayer, will wait And with thee offer up propitious doves, And firstline males of all the flocks of us, JEPIVITIATE. Not so: but [ will have you hence in haste To gather food and arins and carriages, That all our soldiers may …
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… those depths of azure sea Where her eyes dwell, bids 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 fo…
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…ther the dear delights we know and hold ; The first cool kiss, within the water cold That draws its music from some bubbling well, Looks long, looks deadly, looks desirable, The touch that fires, the next kiss, and the whole Body embracing, symbol of the soul, And all the perfect passion of an hour. Turn to me, pluck that amaranthine flower, And leave the doubtful blossoms of the sky ! You dare not kiss me! dare not draw you nigh Lest I should lure you to remain ! nor speak Lest you should catch the blood within your cheek Mantling. agro !— Whe…
1905 · PDF PAGE 252
…einrich, 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? TANNHAUSER. My lord, Your cousin. Is my face so changed with care, …
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…ell, no! The details, unfamiliar! But the theme Iknew. And therefore leaps my bosom up: I rob your verderer of his nag, and he ! Low the long gallop to Elizabeth ! WOLFRAM. Lucky and brave. How we all envy you: