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… sleep with us: you knew, and I The purport of the eternal curse, The ill design of destiny. You know, and I, O living head Of love! the things that were not said.
All things that are, unknown and known, Bending in homage to your eyes ; We wander wondering, lift alone The world’s grey load of agonies. Make me a roseleaf with your mouth, That all the savour steal afar Unto the sad awaiting South, Where sits enthroned the answering Star. 21
…surance 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, and loose the…
Of proofs and types—dull things !—for whom But you am I the lover? Bloom, O flower, immortal flower, love, love! Linger about me and above, Thou perfumed haze of incense-mist! The air hath circled me and kissed Here in this room, on mountains far, Yonder to seaward, toward yon star, With your own kisses. Yes! I see The roseate embroidery Yonder—I know: it seems to give The lie to me in throat and teeth. That is the surface: underneath I live in you: in you I live. 34
…se and amber dress, With broidery of old gold. Her hair Was long and starry, gilded red. Her face was laughter, shapen fair By the sweet things she thought and said. Her whiteness rustled as she walked. Her hair sang tunes across the air. She sighed, laughed, whispered, never talked. She smiled, and loves devout and rare Flickered about the room. She stayed Still in the dusk : her body sang Out full and clear “‘O love me!” Rang The silver couplets undismayed, Bright, bold, convincing. In her eyes 42
…above. I ask not, and will take no share With you in what mankind call love. We know each other: you and I Have nought to do with lesser things. With them—'tis chance or destiny : With us, we should but burn our wings. 64
…art unto heart, Thus ever, never otherwise. The soul is out of me, and swings In desperate and strange surmise About the inmost heart of things. This is all strange : but is not life, Death, all, most strange, not to be told, Not to be understood by strife Of brain, nor bought for gleaming gold, Nor known by aught but love? And love Far from resolving soul to sense, Stands isolated and above Immaculate, alone, intense, Concentrate on itself. But should The lesser leave me, as it might ; The lesser never touch you; would Your will be one with my…
…th derides In vain; the indomitable will, Still burning in the spirit, guides Our hearts to truth ; we see, we know How foolish were the things he said, And answer in the afterglow How good it is that we are dead. Will you not come? Or, where the surf Beats on the coral, and the palm 18