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‘and usic—is the saying hard? “Shall “Cryptic Coptic” block the birth ofholy ecstasy? Forbid, Ye Gods, forbid! Posed block, you fail Co bulging heart by drooping li. can you not serve as finger-nail? ‘Ay! God ofscissors! barber God! ‘My earlier mystery did you learn? Unshoe the aching pseudopod ! Mysterious donkey, chew or churn Your human-kindness-milk to butter ! gave you gratis God's advice (Since God's responsible) to—mutter In gutter, pay your tithe to vice Since virtue kicks you down its stairs. So thus I clothed it in strange word To cat…
1903 · PDF PAGE 22
…nd glimmering laughters echoing you From reverend shades of bard’s renown :— Nature alive and glad to hymn Your beauty, my delight : her God Weary, his old eyes sad and dim In his intolerable abode. 20
1903 · PDF PAGE 57
… unstained eternity ! There we will rest. Beware! Beware! For I am young, and you are fair. Nay! Iam old in this, you know! Ah! heart of God! I love you so! 55
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… her? She’s right just as she is: so wise You look through hardly-opened eyes One would believe you could do better. Ma foi! And is your God your debtor? So, my true love, I paint you three Portraits of women that love me.
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…n! The boys are oft of genus ‘‘ass.” Think yourself lucky, lady, then, If I at least am boy. You laugh? Not you! Is this love’s epitaph, God’s worm erect on Herod’s throne? “ Ah, if I only had not known!” All wrong, belovéd! Truth be ours, The one white flower (of all the flowers) You ever cared for! Ignorance May set its puppets up to dance ; We know who pulls the strings. No sage; A man unwashed, the bearded brute! His wife, the mother-prostitute ! Behind the marionetted stage See the true Punch-and-Judy show, Turn copper so to silver! Know, …
1903 · PDF PAGE 82
…ed “Why?”) Which eyes are mine, which thine, poor ape, discover, ‘And even yet thou hast not lost thy lover, Khepbra, thou Beetle-headed God! Who travellest in thy strength above ‘The Heaven of Nu, with splendour shod Of Thoth, and girt about with Love! (© Sun at midnight! in thy Bark ‘The cynocephali proclaim Thy effulgent deity, and mark ‘The adorations of thy name In seemly stations one by one, As thou encirclest blinder poles ‘Than Khem or Ammon showed the sun In one-eyed sight of secret goals.
1903 · PDF PAGE 88
…t'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 vision, Palsied with passion? Sight in vain. ‘Stupid with sense of self? Division, Picture, not model? Then you win, T painted soul…
1903 · PDF PAGE 34
…hat a woman ever went Through course of science, full and whole, Without the loss of beauty’s scent, And grace, and subtlety of soul. Ah God! this Law maketh hearts ache, “Who eateth shall not have his cake.”) 32
1903 · PDF PAGE 73
…diate face. And we will heal them. Dragon men And serpent women, worm and clod, Shall rise and look upon us then, And know us to be very God, Finding a saviour in the sight Of power attaining unto peace, And meditation’s virgin might Pregnant with 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, An…
1903 · PDF PAGE 59
Assuming into God the Church. But—oh! these nudes of Rodin! I Drag one more linnet from its perch That sang to us, and sang a lie. Did Rodin strip the clothes, and find A naked truth fast underneath ? Never! Where lurks the soul and mind ? What is the body but a sheath? Did he ply forceps, scalpel, saw, Tear all the grace of form apart, Intent to catch some final law Behind the engine of the heart? He tried not ; whoso has, has failed. So, did I pry beneath the robe, Till stubborn will availed, nor quailed, Intimate with the naked probe ? I kno…