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( 97) THE LORD'S DAY HE foolish bells with their discordant clang Summon the harlot-ridden Hell to pray: The vicar’s snout is tuned, the curates bray Long gabbled lessons, and their noisy twang Fills the foul worshippers with hate; the fang Of boredom crushes out the holy day, Where whore and jobber sit and gloom, grown grey For hating of each other; the hours hang. But where cliffs tremble, and the wind and sea Clamour, night thunders from the roaring West; I worship in the storm, and fires flee From my gripped lightnings and my burning crest …
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…promontory, Snatch my pale body in mid over-song ; Drag me from sight of my Apollo’s glory With horses strong. | Nay! as Apollo half the day is shrouded, As Artemis twice seven nights is dark; Surely he shines in other land unclouded, Surely her shaft shall find another mark. So dawns the day on Acheron ghost-crowded, And on my bark. I know not how yon world may prove, nor whither Hermes conduct me to what farther end. Yet if these bays abide, this heart not wither, It cannot be I shall not find a friend. Some pale immortal lover draw me thithe…
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42 , THE FATAL FORCE And all its salt springs vanish, and night flee The pinions of the day wide-spread, and pure Fresh fountains of sweet water that endure Assume the crown of the wide world, and lend A star of many summits to his head That rules his fate and compasses his end, And seeks the holy mountain of the dead To draw dead fire, and breathe, and give it life! But thou, be strong for strife, And, as a god, cry out, and let there be The mark of many footsteps on the sea Of angels hastening to fulfil Thy supreme, single will! Alone, intens…
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… EYEs . CONVENTIONAL WICKEDNESS . Mors JANUA AMORIS SIDONIA THE SORCERESS THE WHORE IN HEAVEN THE LesBiaN HELL THE REAPER . . THE Lorp’s Day THE GROWTH OF Gop . Love’s WISDOM PAGE vil 30 66 67 70 73 75 79 80 84 85 9° 94 97 98 102
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…, Not trusting life to its own ecstasy, Not mixing poison with the loving-cup. I, maker of mad rhymes, the reaper she! We lingered but a day upon the lawn. O Thou, the other Reaper! come to me! Thy dark embraces have a germ of Dawn!
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{ 30) THE FATAL FORCE ‘* She In the habiliments of the goddess Isis That day appeared.”—Antony and Cleopatra, iii. 6, 16. “Stoop not down, for a precipice lieth beneath the earth, reached by a descending ladder which hath Seven Steps, and therein is established the throne of an evil and fatal force.”— ZOROASTER. PEOPLE. RATOUM, Queen of Egyft. PACHAD, her son (by the son of herself and the LEPER). THE LEPER, her divorced husband. THE KING OF SYRIA. AMENHATEP, High Priest. Chorus of Priests. Soldiers of Egypt. Syrian Troops. PACHAD. HY is thy ba…
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( 107) EPILOGUE A DEATH IN THESSALY Movos Oewv yap Odvatos ov Swpuwv epg. —ALSCH., Fr. Niobe. AREWELL! O Light of Day, O torch of Althzean! ‘The strange fruits lure me of Persephone; I raise the last, the memorable pzean, Storm-throated, mouthed as the cave-rolling sea; I lift the cup: deep draughts 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! Oh swallow, Bewai…
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…s Her people, sleeps. The altars are thrown down ; The people murmur. She hath done thee wrong, But be thou mighty to avenge! PACHAD. To-day I, Horus, am to grow Osiris. Yea, Strange secret dreams of some mysterious fate Godlike have come upon me, and the throne Totters for your disloyalty. AMENHATEP. Beware ! How died thy father ? PACHAD. That amazing god Incarnate in him chose a nobler form, And in my mother’s body sought his home, Whose double incarnation is divine Beyond th’ old stories. Yes, I am a god.
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…gion grew. Now when the zons grow to millionfold, Hath earth one mystery, one glory new ? Are not these thoughts immeasurably old ? Only—day breaks as I am musing sadly; The phantoms scatter—is not earth divine ? I leap to saddle; gallop forward madly Into the morning strong and keen as wine. The gold air whistles and the glad horse thunders, Spurning the quiet woodland: now the light Stirs bird and beast—a thousand glowing wonders Flash into glory, lambent to the sight. I know, I feel the Godhead set above me, My own high part in His celestial…
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…oonless phosphorus glow of death; The keen light of the eyes thrust back and thwarted, The quick scent stabbed by the miasma breath. The day is over, when the lizard darted, A flash of green, the emerald outclassed; Night is collapsed upon the vale: departed All but the Close, suggestive of the Vast. The heavy tropic scent-inspiring gloom Clothes the wide air, the circumambient ether.
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…rom the sacred sea. Hear how this fell. A stern Dissenter dwelt Lone in a fertile valley: lonely he, Lonelier the sharp-faced wife: each day they knelt In loveless worship: thrice a week they see
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…wonderful flowers of the foam, Blue billows and breakers grown grey, When the storm sweeps triumphantly home From the bed of the violate day, In the furious waves of the sea, wild world of tem- pestuous night, Our song is as light! In the tumult of manifold fire, Multitudinous mutable 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 warrior Lord of the Fire, There burns our desire! AMENHATEP. Cry now, bewail the broken house, bewail The ruin of the land; cry out on Fate…
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…r, ‘‘ The Horror, the immense profundity, ‘The stealthy, secret passes of thy Bower! ‘Thee we adore and praise “Whose breast is broad as day’s; ‘‘ Thee, thee, the mistress of the barren sea, “‘ Deep, deadly, poisonous; “‘ Accept the life of us, ‘‘ Dwell in our midst; yea, show thy cruelty! ‘‘ Suck out the life and breath ‘‘ From breast that quickeneth. “ Such pain is death, “ Such terror, such delight—all, all is unto thee!” I too, I also, I have known thy kiss. I also drank the milk that poisons man, Sought to assume the impenetrable bliss By …
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…ons broken, I am come to take The crown from her pale brows that sitteth there. THE LEPER. The Queen is dead: I am the King of Egypt. To-day I saved the house from its own shame By strange ways: I will strike one blow to save The land from its invaders. In the name Of all our gods, I here invoke on thee The spirit of my leprosy. Have at you! [Springs at the King of Syria, only to be transfixed on his drawn sword; but he succeeds tn clasping the King, who staggers. His soldiers, with a shout, rush forward, drag down the Leper and attack the prie…
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…, [He picks up his mother’s Bible, tears it, and casts tt into the fire. And swear before the Spirit of the World, In sight of God, this day: I love you still With carnal love and spiritual love! And I will have you, by the living God, To be my mistress. If I fail in this, Or falter in this counsel of despair, May God’s own curses dog me into hell, And mine own life perpetuate itself Through all the ages of eternity. Amen! Amen! Come, Cora, to my heart! [He stoops to embrace her. Horror and madness catch him, and he runs about the room wildly, …
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38 THE FATAL FORCE 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 Toun, 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 that are …
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… unending kiss, The mutual pang that shudders through and through, Repeated and repeated, as the light Can build a partial palace of the day, So, in our anguish for the infinite, One moment gives, the other takes away. I, the mere rhymer, she, the queen of rhyme, As sweeps her sickle in the falling wheat, Her body’s sleek intoxicating time, The music of the motion of her feet. I swoon in that imperial embrace— Lay we asleep till evening, or dead ? I knew not, but the wonder of her face Grew as the dawn and never satiated. She knew not in her st…
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…devils or what ghosts may lurk behind me! Even my horse is troubled: vain it is Invoking memory for sweet sound of youth ; The song, the day, the cup, the shot, the kiss! This night begets illusion—ay! the truth. I know the deep emotion of that birth, When chaos rolled in terror and in thunder; The abortion of the infancy of earth; The monsters moving in a world of wonder ; The Shapeless, racked with agony, that grew Into these phantom forms that change and shatter ; The falling of the first toad-spotted dew; The first lewd heaving ecstasy of m…
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76 MADONNA OF THE GOLDEN EYES Did a breath of wind disturb the lazy day ? Did a soul of fear flit phantom-wise across ? Suddenly we clasped and clave as spirit unto clay; Suddenly love swooped to us as swoops the albatross. O Madonna of the Golden Eyes! Did thy husband’s venom breathe on the trembling scale ? Did that voice corrupting cry across the midnight air ? What decided? Gabriel may spin the foolish tale. What decided ? We were lovers—who should care ? O Madonna of the Golden Eyes! How we clave together! How we strained caresses! How the…
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…y strong sins, and magical Rituals made righteous of their own excess Of horror; but I have not made myself So absolute as I shall do to-day In this new infamy. For I must pass Desolate into the dusk of things again, Having risen so far to fall to the abyss, Deeper for exaltation; I must go Wailing and naked into the inane Cavernous shrineless place of misery, Forgetful, hateful, impotent, except The last initiation seize my soul, And fling me into Isis’ very self, The immortal, mortal. Let me know this night Whether my place is found among the…