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1905 · PDF PAGE 17

Rosa Mundi

…s like an angel’s kiss in a dream ; remains The healing virtue ; from all sin, All ill, one touch sets free. My love is like a star — oh fool ! oh fool ! Is not thy back yet tender from the rod ? Is there no learning in the poet’s school ? Wilt thou achieve what were too hard for God ? I call Him to the battle ; ask of me When the hinds calve ? What of eternity When he built chaos ? Shall Leviathan Be drawn out with a hook ? Enough ; I see This I can answer — or Ernst Haeckel can ! Now, God Almighty, rede this mystery ! What of the love that is…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 9

Rosa Mundi

…rivelling in its brutal essence, Hog-wallowing in poetry, Incapable of thee. Ah ! when the minutes grew to hours, And yet the beast, the fool, saw flowers And loved them, watched the moon rise, took delight In perfumes of the summer night,

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1905 · PDF PAGE 13

Rosa Mundi

… whose anchors are all gone, Whose rudder is held by Love the indomitable — Purposeful helmsman ! Were his port high Hell, Who should be fool enough to care ? Suppose Hell’s waters wash the memory of this rose Out of my mind, what misery matters then ? Or, if they leave it, all the woes of men Are as pale shadows in the glory of That passionate splendour of Love. Ay ! my own voice, my own thoughts. These, then, must be The mutiny of some worm’s misery, Some chained despair knotted into my flesh, Some chance companion, some soul damned afresh Si…

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