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AMBERGRIS 105 OTHER LOVE SONGS Rose Rose on the breast of the world of spring, I press my breast against thy bloom, My subtle life drawn out to thee : to thee its moods and meanings cling. I pass from change and thought to peace, woven on loves incredible loom, Rose on the breast of the world of spring ! How shall the heart dissolved in joy take form and harmony and sing ? How shall the ecstasy of light fall back to musics magic gloom ? O China rose without a thorn, O honey-bee with- out a sting ! The scent of all thy beauty burns upon the wi…
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…ce for awhile ! Let us pass in their luminous cars As a sob, as a sigh, as a smile ! Love me and laze Through the languorous days On the breast of the beautiful Nile !
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…asure, O wonder of girls ! Rest is bliss, And bliss is rest, Give me a kiss If you love me best ! Hold me like this With my head on your breast !
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… dewfall from the blue ! Unless my Alice be the dew. This night O never dawn shall crest The world of wakening, Because my lover has my breast On hers for dawn and spring. This night shall never be withdrawn Unless my Alice be the dawn.
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…; My bright soul aches and burns, As a dry valley yearns For spring and showers. Splendid, remove, a fane Alone and unprofane I know thy breast. These bitter tears of pain Flood me, and fall again Not into rest. Me, whose sole purpose is To gain one gainless kiss, And make a birds my bliss, Shrined in that nest.
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…e fertility And glowing masteries Of autumn summer-shaded, The golden fruit of all the blossoming sky. And now the watcher to the bright breasts blind Loses the seemly shape, the loud swift song ; Now the moon falls, and all the gold is gone, And round the storm-caught shape hard gusts of wind Blow, and her leaves are torn, a flying throng Of orange and purple and red ; the sombre sun Shines darkly in her breast But wakes no joy therein, And all his kisses sharp and keen Bring only now desire of rest, Not their old rapture : the warm violet eye…
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…light. A strange soft light about me shed Devours the sense of time : Hovers about my sleepy head Some sweet persistent rime. Beneath my breast my love may hear Deep murmur of the billows O gather me to thee, my dear, On soft forgetful pillows ! O gather me in arms of love As maidens plucking posies,
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…ered by eternity. And I who witness am possessed by awe grown crimson with desire, Its iron image wrapped in fire and branded idly on my breast. Her face is bronze, her skin is green, as woods and suns would have it so.
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…y Alice be the light. So silent are the thrush, the lark ! The nightingales at rest, Because my lover loves the dark, And has me in her breast. No song this happy night be heard ! Unless my Alice be the bird. The sea that roared around the house Is fallen from alarms, Because my lover calls me spouse, And takes me to her arms. This night no sound of breakers be ! Unless my Alice be the sea. Of man and maid in all the world Is stilled the swift caress, Because my lover has me curled In her own loveliness.
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…ast sigh of love expressed Ere the lake glimmer, borrow sleep From clouds and tinge their edges ; weep That night brings love not to his breast, But only rest. We move toward the golden track Shed in the water : we look back Eastward, where rose is set to warn Promise and prophecy of dawn Reflected, lest the ocean lack
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…nding on the moon Sees the vast horns in silver hewn, Himself in darkness, and beholds How silently all space unfolds Into her shapeless breast the spark And sacred phantom of the dark ; So in the harbour-horns I stand Till I forget the land. Who sails through all that solemn space Out to the twilights secret place, The sleepy waters move below His ships imaginary flow. No song, no lute, so lowly chaunts In woods where still Arisbe haunts, Wrapping the wanderer with her tresses Into untold caresses. For none of all the sons of men That hath k…
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…or a while, The magical green of the sunset, The magical blue of the Nile. Afloat are the gales In our slumberous sails On the beautiful breast of the Nile. We have swooned through the midday, ex-hausted By the lipsthey are whipsof the sun, The horizon befogged and befrosted By the haze and the greys and the dun Of the whirlings of sand Let loose on the land By the wind that is born of the sun. On the water we stand as a shadow, A skeleton sombre and thin Erect on the watery meadow, As a giant, a lord of the Jinn Set sentinel over Some queen …
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…hall follow ! The flower he slew, the maiden he would save, As Itylus, light woven, tuned ! O swallow, Bewail their grave ! The gracious breast of Artemis may light me To menyet loved I ever Artemis ? Surely the vine-song and the dance delight me, The sea-blue bowers where Aphrodite is. Terrible gods and destinies excite me, The strange sad kiss. Thus may no moon tell Earth my story after, No virgin sing my fame as virginal. Yet some night-leaves the southern stream may waft her, Some amorous nymph across the wood may call A loud made chant ; …
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…thoughts with which life long has travailed ; As if one dead Should rise and utter secrets of the tomb, And from hells womb Or heavens breast bring all the load of fears, Toils of long years, Sorrows of life and agonies of death, Hard caught-up breath, The labouring hands of love, the cheeks of shame, The gloomy flame Of lust, the cruel torment of desire More than hell fire, And bid them fade, as if the bryony Let her flower die, And banished them through space, as if a star Dropped through the far Vault of the sky, and, as a lamp extinct Wit…
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…im The fire of his name ! In the ways of the East and the West Whence the night and the day are discrowned, We pass with the beat of his breast, And the breath of his crying is bound. Unto Toum, the low Lord of the West, let the noise of our chant be the breath Proclaiming him Death ! In the ways of the depth and the height, Where the multitude stars are at ease, There is music and terrible light, And the violent song of the seas. Unto Mou, the most powerful Lord of the South, let our worship declare Him Lord of the Air ! In the mutable fields …
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…tle sleep ; Sleep, just a little space of sleep, to rest The fevered head and cool the aching eyes ; Sleep for a space, to fall upon the breast Of the dear God, that He may sympathise. Long has the day drawn out ; a bitter frost Sparkles along the streets ; the shipping heaves With the slow murmur of the sea, half lost
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…kness. On my eyes Sits heaviness, the poor worn body lies Devoid of nerve and muscle ; it were death Save for the heart that throbs, the breast that sighs. The brain reels drowsily, the mind is dulled, Deadened and drowned by noises that are lulled By the harsh poison of the hateful breath. All sense and sound and seeing is annulled. Within a body dead a deadened brain Beats with the burden of a shameful pain, The sullen agony that dares to think, And think through sleep, and wake to think again. Fools ! bitter fools ! Our breaths and kisses se…
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…d streams on that calm head ; Not all the earths spell-weaving dream And scent of new-turned earth shall seem Again indeed his mothers breast To breathe like sleep and give him rest ; He lives or dies in subtler swoon Between the sea and moon. So standing, gliding, undeterred By any her alluring word That calls from older forest glades, My soul forgets the gentle maids That wooed me in the scarlet bowers, And golden cluster-woof of flowers ; Forgets itself, content to be Between the moon and sea. No passion stirs their depth, nor moves ; No l…
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66 AMBERGRIS Breast of the surf-bound strand, Life of the earth, Gods child, Mans bride, the light of the sweet land ! Are emeralds ever a spark of this clear green, Or sapphires hints of this diviner blue, Or rubies shadows of this rosy hue, Or light itself elsewhere so clear and clean ? For all the sparkling dews of heaven fallen far Crystalline, fixed, forgotten (as a star Forgets its nebulous virginity) Are set in all the sky and earth and sea. Shining with solar fire, The single-eyed desire Of scent and sound and sight and sense perfuses…
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…, Rose of the Uttermost Abode of Glory, Rose of the High Host Of Heaven, mystic, rapturous Rose ! The extreme passion glows Deep in this breast ; thou knowest (and love knows) How every word awakes its own reward In a thought akin to thee, a shadow of thee ; And every tune evokes its musical Lord ; And every rime tingles and shakes in me The filaments of the great web of love. 19. O Rose all roses far above In the garden of Gods roses, Sorrowless, thornless, passionate Rose, that lies Full in the flood of its own sympathies And makes my life o…