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…, leaf, bud and green stem Flash with your light to some far land, Where men shall wonder if you be not a newly- born starland. Ah ! The sweet scents of the woods ! Ah ! the sweet sounds of the heaven ! Sights of impetuous floods, Foam like the daisy at even, Folding oer passionate gold petals that sunrise had riven ! See, like my life is the stream Now its desire is grown quiet ; Life was a passionate dream Once, when light fancy ran riot,
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…, Is all our care ; lips joined to lips we lie, Tender hands touching, hearts in tune to die, With willing kiss reluctant to let go ; So sweet loves last enduring sigh For sleep, so sure, so slow. Sleep, sleep to-night. Our arms are intertwined ; Breath desires breath and hand imprisons hand ; Breezes cool faces, rosy with the brand Of long sweet kisses ; sun shall dawn and find Two lovers who have passed the land Of sleepand found Death kind.
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…my spiritual desire ! O luminous master of 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 kis…
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… as I would meet, Lay my lifes burden at his silver feet, Have him give ear if I say Master. Yea ! I know no heaven, no honour, half so sweet ! He passed before me on the wheel of Time, He who knows no Timethe intense sublime Master of all philosophy and play, Lord of all love and music and sweet rime.
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…ng the blue rays to the tune Of softly-sliding amber. Dim winds shall whisper echoes of Our slow ecstatic breath, Telling all worlds how sweet is love, How beautiful is death.
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…hee ? My great loves lifted wing Weakens, unwearying, And droops with me, Singing the sun-kindled hair Close in the face more fair, The sweet soul shining there For God to see. Surely some angel shed Flowers for the maiden head, Ephemeral flowers ! I yearn, not comforted. My heart is vainly bled Through age-long hours. To thee my spirit turns ; 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 int…
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… thee Be reverence, be deity, be immortality ! Shame ! treachery of the spouse Of the Olympian house, Hera ! thy grim device against the sweet carouse ! Lo ! in red roar and flame Did Zeus descend ! What claim To feel the immortal fire had then the Theban dame ! Caught in that fiery wave Her love and life she gave With one last kissing cry the unborn child to save. And thou, O Zeus, the sire Of Bromiushunter dire ! Didst snatch the unborn babe from that Olympian fire : In thine own thigh most holy That offspring melancholy Didst hide, didst f…
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… they go. Her stature waves, as if a flower Forgot the evening breeze, But heard the charioted hour Sweep from the father seas, And kept sweet time within her bower, And hushed mild melodies. So grave and delicate and tall Shall laughter never sweep Like a moss-guarded waterfall Across her ivory sleep ? A tender laugh most musical ? A sigh serenely deep ? She laughs in wordless swift desire A soft Thalassian tune ; Her eyelids glimmer with the fire That animates the moon :
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… no joy therein, And all his kisses sharp and keen Bring only now desire of rest, Not their old rapture : the warm violet eyes Melt into sweet hot tears ; subtler the sighs Are interfused of death ; The brave bright looks grow duller, And fear is mingled with loves ecstasies Again, and all her breath Fails, and the shape and colour Fade, fail, are lost in the sepulchral seas.
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…en in gray, Faint sleep of silken 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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…e grape of joy is golden With the summer and the sun, Ere the maidens unbeholden Gather one by one, To the vineyard comes the shower, No sweet rain to fresh the flower But the thunder rain that cleaves, Rends and ruins tender leaves. Ere the wine of perfect pleasure From a perfect chalice poured, Swells the veins with such a measure As the gardens 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 th…
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72 AMBERGRIS One kiss a starbeam faint With love of a sweet saint, Stolen like a sacrament In the nights shrine ! One kiss, like moonlight cold Lighting with floral gold The lakes low tune : One kiss, one flower to fold, On its own calyx rolled, At night, in June ! One kiss, like dewfall, drawn A veil oer leaf and lawn Mix night, and noon, and dawn, Dew, flower, and moon ! One kiss, intense, supreme ! The sense of Natures dream And scent of Heaven Shown lin the glint and gleam Of the pure dawns first beam, With earth for leaven ; Moulded …
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…hrill, Like clustered birds at evening When love outlingers rain and spring. Faint faces of strange dancers spill Their dewy scent ; and sweet and chill The wind comes faintly whispering On wanton wing. Between the islands sheer and steep Our craft treads noiseless oer the deep, Turned to the gold heart of the west, The suns last 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 …
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…aming before their golden master, As death and winter and disaster Fall from the Archers bitter kiss Fast to their mute abyss. The pale sweet blooms of lotus burn ; The scent of spring is in the soul ; Mens spirits to the loftiest turns ; Light is extended and made whole. The waters of the whispering Nile Lisp of their loves a little while, Then break, like songsters, into sighing, Because the lazy days are dying ; And swift and tawny streams must rise Worlds world to fertilise
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… the sun are withdrawn At last, and the blossoms are shaken. Oh, fragrant the breeze is that stirs The grasses around us that lean ! Oh, sweet is the whisper that purrs From those wonderful lips that are hers, From the passionate lips of a queen.
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…w meant Seen long after death in the west ; A magical æon ! Nor love-song nor pæan, But a flame with a silvery crest. There shall rise a sweet song of the soul Far deeper than love or distress ; Beyond mortals and gods shall it roll ; It shall find me, and crave, and caress. Ah ! me it shall capture In torrents of rapture ; It shall flood me, and fill, and possess.
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… can remember how the finish rang Clear, sharp, and loud ; the harp is glad to die And give the clarion one note silver-high. It was too sweet for music, and I weave In vain the tattered woof of memory. Ashes and dust ! Cold cinders dead ! Our swords are rust ; Our lives are fled Like dew on glass. In vain we lust ; Our hopes are sped, Alas ! alas ! From heaven we are thrust, we have no more trust. Alas ! Gold hairs and gray ! Red lips and white ! Warm hearts, cold clay ! Bright day, dim night ! Our spirits pass Like the hours away. We have no …
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… flame, rose red, most subtly curled Into its own infinite flower, all flowers above ! Its flower in its own perfumed passion, Its faint sweet passion, folded and furled In flower fashion ; And my deep spirit taking its pure part Of that voluptuous heart Of hidden happiness ! 2. Arise, strong bow of the young child Eros ! (While the maddening moonlight, the memoried caress Stolen of the scented rose Stirs me and bids each racing pulse ache, ache !) Bend into an agony of art Whose cry is ever rapture, and whose tears For their own puritys undiv…
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…e up in mist to sun ; Sun, dissolve in showers of nectar, and the Mas- ters work is done. Nectar perfume gently stealing, masterful and sweet and strong, Cleanse the world with light of healing in the an- cient House of Wrong ! Free a million million mortals on the wheel of being tossed ! Open wide the mystic portals, and be altogether lost !
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…of of flowers ; Forgets itself, content to be Between the moon and sea. No passion stirs their depth, nor moves ; No life disturbs their sweet dead loves ; No being holds a crown or throne ; They are, and I in them, alone : Only some lute-player grown star Is heard like whispering flowers afar ; And some divided, single tune Sobs from the sea and moon.