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1905 · PDF PAGE 112

Collected Works (Vol. I)

THE TRIUMPH OF MAN 105 Of sea-reflecting white flowers and_ fresh orass I walk. Man’s darkness is a leathern sheath, Myself the sun-bright sword ! I have no fear, nor doubt, nor sorrow now, For I give Self to God—I give my best Of soul and blood and brain To my poor Art—-there comes to me some- how This fact: Man’s-work is God made mani- fest; Life is all Peace again. And Dreams are beyond life. Their wider scope, Limitless Empire o’er the world of thought, Help my desires to press Beyond all stars toward God and Heaven and Hope ; And in the wo…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 260

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TANNHAUSER 253 This is the evil destiny of man: The desperate plan Made by the Ancient One, to keep His power. Limits He set, made space unsearchable Yet bounded, made time endless to transcend Man's thought to comprehend : Builded the Tower | Of life, and girded it with walls of hell, The name of Death. This limit in all things Baffles the spirit wings, Chains the swift soul; for even Death is bound. In its apparent amplitude I saw, I, who have slept through death, have surely found The old accurséd law, And death has changed to life. alone Sh…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 113

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…eth— Who of all men, that will not gird his brand And purge from priestcraft the uxorious land? Christ, who lived, died, and lived, that man might be Tameless and tranquil as the summer sea, That laughs with love of the broad skies of noon, And dreams of lazy kissings of the moon, But listens for the summons of the wind, Shakes its white mane, and hurls its fury blind Against oppression, gathers its steep side, Rears as a springing tiger, flings its tide Tremendous on the barriers, smites the sand, And gluts its hunger on the breaking land ; En…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 64

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THE POEM. A LITTLE DRAMA IN FOUR SCENES. 1598. I dedicate this play * to the gentleman who, on the evening of June 24th, 1898, turned back in Shaftesbury Avenue to give a halfpenny to a little girl, and thereby suggested to me the idea here rendered. SCENES, Piercy. J, THE ANGEL oF Pity. I am sad to-night. I am very lonely in Tl. ‘Tum ANGEL OF LOVE. this place. If. THe ANGEL OF DEATH. IV. ‘THe FORM OF ‘THE FOURTIL WAS LIKE VAUGHAN. THE S ¥ Gop.! , THE SON OF Go Chere are plenty of people about. PERSONS. PERCY. PERCY BRANDON (a Poet) People—mere…

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…ABETH. Oh no! Grant me one boon—the one that I shall ask Ever in this world! Promise me! TANNHAUSER. Alas ! One promise gave I once to woman—that Drove me to this illusion of your love, And broke your heart. ELIZABETH, Oh no, I shall not die. Have I not Mary and the angels yet? TANNHAUSER. You are so pure, so pitiful—your word Cannot bring evil. Yes, I promise you! ELIZABETH. Go then the bitter pilgrimage to Rome, Gain absolution for this piteous past From him that owns the twin all-opening keys That bar your infinite on either side. Then ! loo…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 75

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… come from desert lands to us. CHORUS. Toward what end? much, But uttermost destruction more, for we Llave no strong hope in any hand of man: God is our refuge and our tower of strength. In Him if any man abide—But if He put his faith in horsemen, or the sword, The sword he trusted shall be for an end. For present help is EVBAZAR. But evils fall like rain upon the land. CHORUS. Let us not call the hail to give us peace. ELEAZAR, Nor on the sun, lest he too eat us up. CHORUS. The heart of a man as the sea Beats hither and thither to find Fase fo…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 122

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…d the stallion wind ? ing flings The billows starward? fire-shod Whose foal- Whose the steeds That sweep throughout the world? What spearman sings The fearful chant of war That fires, and spurs, and maddens all the kings That rule o’er earth, and air, and ocean? Whose hand excites the star To shatter into fiery flakes? No man, No petty god, but One who governs all, Slips the sun’s leash, perceives the sparrow’s fall, . Too high for man to fear, too near for man to call. SONNETS.? TO THE AUTHOR OF THE PHRASE: ‘‘I AM NOT A GENTLEMAN AND I HAVE NO…

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THE HOLY OF HOLIES 207 TO ALLAN BENNETT MACGREGOR.! O MAN of Sorrows: brother unto Grief! O pale with suffering, and dumb hours of pain! OQ worn with Thought ! springs again The Soul of Resurrection: thou art chief And lord of all thy mind: O patient thief Of God’s own fire! What mysteries find fane In the white shrine’ of thy white spirit’s reign, Thou man of Sorrows: O, beyond belief! thy purpose Let perfect Peace be with thee: let thy days Prosper in spite of thine unselfish soul ; And as thou lovest, so let Love increase Upon thee and about…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 148

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…hold thy god, Horus, lest anger take benignancy From his left hand and smite thee with his strength. Thou hearest? Nay, thou pitiful old man, For I have loved thee. Yet my godhead must Get worship. Anger not the god, but stoop, My faithful priest, and worship at my feet. AMENHATED, Tam most miserable. But truth must leap In this tremendous moment from my lips, Its long-shut barrier. For I pity thee With my old heart’s whole pity. Thou art young, And beautiful, and proud, and dear to me, Whom I have served thy life through. Now that love Demands…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 72

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…nd wave And spirit of the unimagined fire, Begotten on the dishonourable grave Of fallen tyranny, may seek her sire In the pure soul. of Man, her lips may lave In the pure waters of her soul’s desire, Truth: and deep eyes behold thine eyes as deep, Fresh lips kiss thine that kissed her soul from sleep. See Italy, the eagle of all time, Triumphant, from her coffin’s leaden prison, Soar into freedom, seek the heights sublime Of self-reliance, from those depths new- risen, Stirred by the passion of thy mighty rhyme: Eagle, and pheenix: shrill, sha…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 142

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…e the tool Of their smooth Hes and monstrous miracles! O break this bondage and cast off their spells ! Five righteous! Thou a righteous man! A jest ! A righteous man-—you always loved me best, And even when lured by lips of wanton girls Would turn away and sigh and touch my curls And slip half-conscious to the old em- brace: And now you will not let me see your face Or hear your voice or touch you. Ah! the hour! Fle moves. Come back, come back, my life’s one flower ! Come back. One kiss before you leave me. So! Stop—turn—one little kiss before…

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THE TRIUMPH OF MAN 107 Wave in the sunbright air, whose lips of flame Chant the almighty music of One Name Whose perfume fills the silent atmosphere, Whose passionate melodies caress the ear ; An angel, strong and eloquent, aloud Cries lo the earth to lift the final shroud, And, having burst Faith’s coffin, to lay by The winding-sheet of Infidelity, And rise up naked, as a god, to hear This message from the reawakened sphere ; Words with love clothed, with life immortal shod :— ‘* Mankind is made a little part of God.” ! Till the response, full…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 141

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…ng To dwell before thee, and do thy throne no wrong? Art thou grown jealous of the fiery band? Lo! thou hast spoken, and thy strong com- mand Bade earth and air divide, and on the sea Thy spirit moved—and thou must envy me! Gird all thy godhead to destroy a man Whose little moment is a single span, Whose small desire is nothing—and thy power Must root from out his bosom the fair flower TEZEBEL 5 AND OTHER TRAGIC POEMS Of passion! Listen to thine own voice yet: “A rich man many flocks and herds did get And the poor man’s lamb.” Thou art the man …

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ACELDAMA 3 Vili. This is release, is freedom, is desire ; This is the one hope that a man may gain ; This is the lasting ecstasy of pain That fools reject, the dread, the searching fire That quivers in the marrow, that in vain Burns secretly The unconsuméd bush where God privily. lurks IX. This was a dream—and how may I attain? How make myself a worthy acolyte? How from my body shall my soul take flight, Being constrained in this devouring chain Ofselfishness? Tow purge the spirit quite Of gross desires That eat into the heart with their corrup…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 238

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TANNHAUSER 231 Rather the coming of a dull despair, And not at all that keen despair, that sharp Maddening pain that should torment a man With deadliest delight, the self-same hour That he unveils the Isis of desire. These little lovers strip their maidens bare, And find them—naked ! Poor and pitiful ! Look at our love instead! I raised Thy veil, Nay, tore Thy vesture from Thee, and behold ! Then only did I see what mystery, What ninefold forest, shade impassible, Surrounds Thy heart, as with a core of light Shut in the mystery of a dead world.…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 158

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…s : thou art indeed a god. S'AFI, Iam a god to execute my will. [Zhreatens her with hts dageer. RATOUM. Mercy! Thou canst not strike a woman down! S’AFI. So! The thin casing of the godhead rots, Mere mummy-cloth: the rotten corpse within, Dust and corruption! Iam still the god, And gods slay women: therefore I slay thee. RATOUM. Then thou shalt see me once again a god ! [Ay a tremendous effort she towers before hint Silently they gase at one another for a while, he vatnuly endeavourins to force himself to strike. Al last she collapses into the …

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1905 · PDF PAGE 246

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…ngs Sin, vast vampire, the corrupt, that swings Her unredeeming wings Over the world, and flaps for lust of Death —and Love! VENUS. This man was drained of music! Five new songs Chase the three ancient to oblivion! Oh! Love is grown fury! TANNHAUSER. Kall me! VENUS. In the kiss. [TANNHAUSER Sleeps, ACT III. For Love is lord of truth and loyalty, Lifting himself out of the lowly dust On golden piumes 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,…

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…eferences to the obscurer bypaths of classical mythology, and his not less frequent allusions to the works of Qabalistic writers, have demanded much elucidation. In making the explanatory notes, I have endeavoured to strike a golden mean between the attitude of Browning, when he pub- lished ‘‘Sordello,’’ and that of Huxley, who took it for granted that his readers were entirely ignorant: and only such passages or phrases have been annotated as were thought likely to present any difficulty to the student of ordinary intelligence. It is no part o…

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…OST But I have also answered: ‘‘ Let the groan Of this Thy world reach up to Thee, and wrest Thy bloody sceptre : let the wild winds own Man’s lordship, and obey at his behest !” Man has two minds: the first beholding all, As from a centre‘to the endless end: The second reaches from the outer wall, And seeks the centre. This I comprehend. But in the first: ‘I can—-but what is worth ?”’ And in the second: earth !” ‘*T am dust and THE TWO WISDOMS. SOPHIE! I loved her, tenderly at worst. Yet in my passion’s highest ecstasy, When life lost pleasure…

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… ‘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 beyond recall, that shall endure: For us, these three divinest glasses fill, Fill to the brim with lustrous dew, nor fail To leave the blossom and the nightingale, Love’s earlier kiss, and …

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