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…of love, assurance and promise of peace|! Stand fast in the skies above, till the skies are abolished and cease| And for me, may I never forget how things came well as they are| It was long I had wandered yet ere my eyes found out the star. Be silent, love, and abide; the wanton strings must go To the vain tumultuous tide of the spirit’s overflow. I sing and sing to the world; then silence soon Be about us clasped and furled in the light of the moon. Forget not, never forget the terrible song I have sung; How the eager fingers fret the lute, an…
1903 · PDF PAGE 43
You are, as aye, alone, elect. Shall we then dive in Paris sewers? Aye! but not find you there, nor yet Your likeness. Did you then forget You are my love? Arise and shine! It was your blasphemy, not mine. F 41
1903 · PDF PAGE 63
XXVII Do you recall? Could I forget? How once the full moon shone above, Over the houses, and we let Loose rein upon the steeds of love? How kisses fled to kisses, rain Of fiery dew upon the soul Kindled, till ecstasy was pain ; Desire, delight: and swift control Leapt from the lightning, as the cloud Disparted, rended, from us twain, And we were one: the aerial shroud Closed on us, shall not lift again For aught we do: O glamour grown Inseparable and alone! And then we knew as now the tune Our lives were set to, and sang back Across the sky to…
1903 · PDF PAGE 69
…lish to the poet. I know. Far better strive and earn The rest you give me than remain Ever upon the heights that burn Sunward, and quite forget the plain. Beauteous and bodiless we are ; Rapture is our inheritance ; You shine, an everlasting star, I, the rough nebula: but whence, 67
1903 · PDF PAGE 88
Forget your silly self, and store Its vital horror, stabbed and spurred ‘To fearful pace and torture wild Deep in your true heart's core, my child! For though I strip you bare, and run My red-hot iron through your flesh, ‘There is a citadel that none May touch—not God! The rotten rest Evacuate; be seated there, Let there be music, and Rome burn ‘Then you may climb to be aware How well you serve my idle turn, Yet to yourself avail. There too Lies a last doubtful chance for you. Behold who dare! (Ay, you are fain!) Purblind with prejudice? No vis…
1903 · PDF PAGE 73
…h twins—love and release. Are you not ready? Let us leave This little Paris to its fate! Our friends a little while may grieve, And then forget : but we, elate, Live in a larger air : awake, Compassion in the Halls of Truth! Disdain love for love’s very sake! Take all our beauty, strength, and youth, And melt them in the crucible To that quintessence at whose gleam Gold shudders and grows dull ; expel The final dross by intimate stream Of glowing truth, our lunar light! Are you not ready? Who would stay ? Arise, O Queen, O Queen of Night! Arise…