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1899 · PDF PAGE 6

The Honourable Adulterers

120 MYSTERIES: When soul to soul is locked, and eyes are wed, And lips not touched kiss secretly by sight. These things we fear, and move as in a mist One from the other, and we had not kissed. Only the perfume of her lips and hair Love’s angel wafted slowly to me there, And as I went like death away I wist _Its savour faded, nor my soul aware. I turned and went away, away, away, Out of the night that was to me the day, And_rode to meet the sun to hide in light The sorrow of the day that was the night. So I rode slowly in the morning gray, And …

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1899 · PDF PAGE 5

The Honourable Adulterers

…ve’s unalterable law. - We feared no fury of the jealous King, But, lest in honour love should find a flaw. Only our looks and trembling lips we dread, And the dear nimbus of a lover’s head, The dreamy splendour and the dim delight ' That feels the fragrance fallen from the night,

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1899 · PDF PAGE 12

The Honourable Adulterers

…rew immense about him and within, And so possessed him wholly, without sin. For I had crossed the barrier and knew There was no sin. His lips reluctant grew Ardent at last as recognizing me, And love’s wild tempest sweeps upon his sea. . And I, I knew not anything, but know We are still silent, and united so, And all our being spells one vast To Be, A passion like the passion of the sea.

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1899 · PDF PAGE 7

The Honourable Adulterers

…ne, and her face was like the windy wheat; Her eyes were keen and horrible and cold, Her bronze loins girdled with the sacred gold ; Her lips were large, and from afar how sweet ! How fierce and purple for a kiss to hold ! om . But somehow blood was black upon them ; blood In stains and clots and splashes; and the mud Trampled around her by the souls that knelt, |

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