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1910 · PDF PAGE 37

Ambergris

…us In the ways of the North and the South Whence the dark and the dayspring are drawn, We pass with the song of the mouth Of the notable Lord of the Dawn. Unto Ra, the desire of the East, let the clamour of singing proclaim 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, Wh…

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1910 · PDF PAGE 124

Ambergris

… icy lakes and bleak ravines Unto these weary and untrodden regions Where man lies penned among his Might-have-beens. Keep us in safety, Lord, What time the King-Ghost is abroad ! The King-Ghost from his grey malefic slumbers Awakes the malice of his bloodless brain. He marshals the innumerable numbers Of shrieking shapes on the sepulchral plain. Keep us, for Jesu’s sake, What time the King-Ghost is awake ! The King-Ghost wears a crown of hopes forgotten ; Dead loves are woven in his ghastly robe ; Bewildered wills and faiths grown old and rott…

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1910 · PDF PAGE 38

Ambergris

…e feet That dance to an infinite lyre On the heart of the world as they beat, In the flowers of the bride of the flame, in the war- rior Lord of the Fire, There burns our desire !

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1910 · PDF PAGE 65

Ambergris

…Lying at his feet as dead, I saw The leaping-forth of Law : Division of the North wind and the South, The lightning of the armies of the Lord ; East rolled asunder from the rended West ; Height clove the depth : the Voice begotten said : “ Divided be thy ways and limited ! ” Answered the reflux and the indrawn breath : “ Let there be Life, and Death ! ”

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1910 · PDF PAGE 125

Ambergris

… light pours forth in emerald waves ? What inmost Music drowns the clamorous dirges ? —Shrieking thy fly, the King-Ghost and his slaves. Lord, let Thy Ghost indwell, And keep us from the power of Hell ! Amen.

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1910 · PDF PAGE 49

Ambergris

…th lustrous dew are wet. My prayer is mighty with my will ; My purpose as a sword Flames through the adamant, to fill The gardens of the Lord With music, that the air be still, Dumb to its mighty chord. I stand above the tides of time And elemental strife ; My figure stands above, sublime, Shadowing the Key of Life, And the passion of my mighty rime Divides me as a knife. For secret symbols on my brow, And secret thoughts within, Compel eternity to Now, Draw the Infinite within.

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1910 · PDF PAGE 10

Ambergris

…uins tender leaves. Ere the wine of perfect pleasure From a perfect chalice poured, Swells the veins with such a measure As the garden’s lord Makes his votaries dance to, death Draws with soft delicious breath To the maiden and the man. Love and life are both a span. Ere the crimson lips have planted Paler roses, warmer grapes, Ere the maiden breasts have panted, And the sunny shapes Flit around to bless the hour, Comes men know not what false flower : Ere the cup is drained, the wine Grows unsweet, that was divine. All the subtle airs are prov…

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1910 · PDF PAGE 119

Ambergris

110 AMBERGRIS FROM GARGOYLES Said The spears of the night at her onset Are lords of the day for 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 lips—they are whips—of 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 …

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1910 · PDF PAGE 66

Ambergris

…of blue Lethean ! My wine to me. O lamentable season of Apollo, When swoops his glory to the golden wave ! As all his children, so their lord shall 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 men—yet 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 sin…

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1910 · PDF PAGE 55

Ambergris

… and gloomy fire Lurks in the master-cloud ; corpses are swung Helpless and horrible in trough and crest— That death were music, and the lord of rest. No death ye bring as when the storm is rolled, An imminent giant on the sun-ripped snows, Where icy fingers grip the overbold Son of their secrets, and like springes close On his choked throat and frozen body—Nay ! That death were twilight, and the gate of Day ! No death ye bring as his, that grips the flag In desperate fingers, and with bloody sword Flames up the thundering breach, while bastion…

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1910 · PDF PAGE 144

Ambergris

…sing horns Of secret foemen push their lust In vain : my song their fury scorns ; They sink, they grovel in the dust. Hail, self-created Lord of Night ! Inscrutable and infinite ! Let Orpheus journey forth to see The Disk in peace and victory ! Let him adore the splendid sight, The radiance of the Heaven of Nu ; Soar like a bird, laved by the light, To pierce the far eternal blue !

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1910 · PDF PAGE 108

Ambergris

…st (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 God’s roses, Sorrowless, thornless, passionate Rose, that lies Full in the flood of its own sympathies And makes my life one tune that curls and closes On its won self delight ; A circle, never a line ! Safe from all wind, Secure in its own pleasure-house confined,

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1910 · PDF PAGE 58

Ambergris

… the silver feet ! O passionate rose of infinite white fire ! O cross of sacrifice made bitter-sweet ! O wide-wing, star-brow, veritable lord ! O mystic bearer of the flaming sword ! O brows half seen, O visionary star Seen in the fragrant breezes of the East ! O lover of my love, O avatar Of the All-One, O mystical High Priest ! O thou before whose eyes my weak eyes fail, Wonderful warden of the Holy Grail ! O thou, mine angel, whom these eyes have seen, These hands have handled, and this mouth has kissed ! O thou, the very tongue of fire, the…

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1910 · PDF PAGE 60

Ambergris

… As destiny decays : my hands are flung In prayer to Heaven nay, to mine own crown, To raise myself, and not to drag it down ! O holiest Lord of the divine white flame Of brilliance sworded in the temple sky ! O thou who knowest my most secret name, Who whisperest when only thou and I Make up our universe : bestow thy kiss : Arise ! Come, let us pierce the old abyss !

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1910 · PDF PAGE 103

Ambergris

… evil ; with His rod He smiteth fair and foul, and with His sword Divideth tiniest atoms of intangible time, That men may know He is the Lord. Then, with that sharp division, Did He divide our wit sublime ? Our knowledge bring to nought ? We had no need of thought. We brought His malice in derision. So thine eternal petals shall enclose Me, O most wonderful lady of delight, Immaculate, indivisible circle of night, Inviolate, invulnerable Rose !

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1910 · PDF PAGE 105

Ambergris

96 AMBERGRIS Mere slave to me, not Lord—thy fieriest flight And stateliest shaft of light Thyself thyself surpassing ; all were dull, And thou, O rose, sole, sacred, wonderful, Single in love and aim, Double in form and name, Triple in energy of radiant flame, Informing all, in all most beautiful, Circle and sphere, perfect in every part High above hope of Art : Though, be it said ! thou art nowhere now, Save in the secret chamber of my heart, Behind the brass of my anonymous brow. 12. Ay ! let the coward and slave who writes write on ! He is n…

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1910 · PDF PAGE 27

Ambergris

…r, half so sweet ! He passed before me on the wheel of Time, He who knows no Time—the intense sublime Master of all philosophy and play, Lord of all love and music and sweet rime.

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1910 · PDF PAGE 59

Ambergris

… me by many winds Driven on limitless ocean ! Mighty sword, By which I force that barrier of the mind’s Miscomprehension of its own true lord ! Listen, and answer, and behold my brow Fiery with hope ! Bend down, and touch it now ! Press the twin dawn of thy desirous lips In the swart masses of my hair ; bend close, And shroud all earth in masterless eclipse, While my heart’s murmur though thy being flows, To carry up the prayer, as incense teems Skyward, to those immeasurable streams ! Breathe the creative Sigh upon my mouth That even the body …

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1910 · PDF PAGE 40

Ambergris

… fathomless night. So is the spirit of the loftier man Made holy and most strong against his fate ; So is the desolate visage of the wan Lord of Amenti covered, and the gate Of Ra made perfect. So the waters flow Over the earth, throughout the sea, Till all its deserts glow, And all its salt springs vanish, and night flee The pinions of the day wide-spread, and pure

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