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…ngs out the lordlier cry, Vibrating through the streams that flow In ether to the sky, The moving archipelago, Stars in their seigneury. Thine be the kingdom ! Thine the power ! The glory triply thine ! Thine, through Eternitys swift hour Eternity, thy shrine Yea, by the holy lotus-flower, Even mine !
…de I. Mightiest Self ! Supreme in Self-Contentment ! Sole Spirit gyring in its own ellipse ; Palpable, formless, infinite presentment Of thine own light in thine own souls eclipse ! Let thy chast lips Sweep through the empty æthers guarding thee (As in a fortress girded by the sea The ranging winds and wings of air Lift the wild waves and bear Innavigable foam to seaward), bend thee down, Touch, draw me with thy kiss Into thine own deep bliss, Into thy sleep, thy life, thy imperishable crown ! Let that young godhead in thine eyes Pierce mine, …
130 AMBERGRIS And night falls faster, ere thine eyes appear Glittering through the mist. O face of woman unkissed Save by the dead whose love is taken ere they wist ! Thee, thee I call ! O dire one ! O divine ! I, the sole mortal, seek thy deadly shrine, Pour the dark stream of blood, A sleepy and reluctant river Even as thou drawest, with thine eyes on mine, To me across the sense-bewildering flood That holds my soul for ever !
…de, the arms that hold, Even the infinite brain : that spirit seeks A loftier down of more ephemeral gold Ephemeral, and eternal. Droop thine head, O God ! for thou must suffer this, I said. Droop thy wide pinions, O thou mortal God ! Sink thy vast forehead, and let Life consume The miserable life thy feet have trod Beneath them, that thine own life in its doom Fall, in its resurrection to arise ; Stoop, that its holier hope may cleave the skies. Power, power, and power ! O single sacrifice On thine own altar : let thy savour steam Up, through…
… 3. In vain the solemn stars pour their pale dews Upon my trembling spirit ; their caress Leaves me moon-rapt in waves of loveliness All thine, O rose, O wrought of many a must In Music, O thou strength of ecstasy Incarnate in a woman-form, create Of her own rapture, infinite, ultimate, Not to be seen, not grasped, not even imaginable, But known of one, by virtue of that spell Of thy sweet will toward him : thou, unknown, Untouched, grave mistress of the sunlight throne Of thine own nature ; known not even of me, But of some spark of woven eter…
…th leopards spell, and golden sound Of planets choral in their course ! O thou self-formulated sire ! Self-master of thy dams desire ! Thine eyes blaze forth with fiery light ; Thine heart a secret sun of flame ! I adore the insuperable might : I bow before the unspoken Name. For I am Yesterday, and I To-day, and I to-morrow, born Now and again, on high, on high Travelling on Dians naked horn ! I am the Soul that doth create
…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 feed, on light, ambrosia, and moly. Ay ! and with serpent hair And limbs divinely fair Didst thou, Dionysus, leap forth to the nectar air ! Ay ! thus the dreams of fate We dare commemorate, Twining in lovesome curls the spoil of mate and mate.
…ld not kiss thee, I ! Lest my lips charactery Ruin thy flower. Curve thou one maidenly Kiss, stooping from thy sky Of peace and power ! Thine only be the embrace ! I move not from my place, Feel the exultant face Mine for an hour !
…ong O Gretchen, when the morn is gray, Forsake thy flocks and steal away To that low bank where, shepherds say, The flowers eternal are. Thine eyes should gleam to see me there, As fixed upon a star. And yet thy lips should make a tune, And match me unaware So steals the sun beside the moon And hides her lustre rare. The bloom upon the peach is fine ; The blossom on thy cheek is mine ! O kiss meif you dare ! I called thee by the name of love That mothers fear and gods approve, And maidens blush to say O Gretchen, meet me in the dell We know …
…at ? Must we pray ? Verily, O thou littlest babe, too weak To stir or speak, Capable hardly of a thought, yet seed Of word and deed ? To thine assured fruition we may trust This weary dust. We who are old, and palsied, (and so wise !) Lift up our eyes To little children, as the storm-tossed bark Hails in the dark Some hardly visible harbour light ; we hold The hours of gold To our own breasts, whose hours are iron and brass : So swift they pass And grind us down : we hold the wondrous light Our scattering sight Yet sees, the one star in a nigh…
… self-called, and folly known to who May know. Then, O sweet drop of dew, Thy limpid light rolled over and was lost In mine, and mine is thine. Peace, ye who praise ! ye but disturb the shrine ! This voice is evil over against the peace Here in the West, the holiest. Shaken and crossed. The threads Lachesis wove fell from her hands. The pale divided strands Were taken by thy master-hand, Eros ! Her evil thinkings cease, Thy miracles begin. Eros ! Eros !Be silent ! It is sin Thus to invoke the oracles of order Their iron gates to unclose. The g…
…g of the crowd, But in the farthest sea, the yet untravelled land. Where thou has trodden, I have trod ; Thy folk have been my folk, and thine abode Mine, and thy life my life, and thou, who art thy God, my God.
…vision, 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 !
AMBERGRIS 19 Follow thou him ! Work ever, if thy heart Be fervent with one hope, thy brain with art, Thy lips with song, thine arm with strength to smite : Achieve some act ; its name shall not depart. Christ laid Loves corner-stone, and Cæsar built The tower of glory ; Sapphos life was spilt From fervent lips the torch of song to ignite : Thou mayst add yet a stoneif but thou wilt. And yet the days stream by ; night shakes the day From his pale throne of purple, to allay The tremors of the earth ; day smiteth dark With the swift poignard di…
…e poets song may bid a kingdom fall. Add to thy fellow-men one ounce of aid The block begins to shift, the start is made : The rest is thine ; with overwhelming might The balance changes, and the task is paid. Joinst thou thy feeble hands in foolish prayer To him thy brain hath moulded and set there In thy brains heaven ? Such a god replies As thy fears move. So men pray everywhere What God there be, is real. By His might Begot the universe within the night ; If He had prayed to His own minds weak lies Thinkst thou the heaven and earth ha…
…ows The shamed protectors of the Egyptian land. Go forth avenging ; men shall understand And worship, seeing justice as a spouse Lean on thine iron hand. For Murder walks by night, and hides her face, But righteous Wrath in the light, and knows his place ; For hate of a mother is ill, and the lightning flashes But foil a harlots will, burn the earth to ashes, Cleanse the incestuous sty of a whores desire Scatter the dung to the sky, and burn her with fire ! So the avenging master shall cleanse his fate of shame, Set his seal of disaste, a roy…