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THE FATAL FORCE 55 Speak, that I rise from chaos, from the world Of shapeless and illusionary forms, And dead men’s husks, and unsubstantial things. O mother, mother, mother! I arise! RATOUM. Horus, dread godhead, child of me, arise! Arise Osiris, to the sacred rites: And marriage-bed of fuller deity, Now, at the serpent-motion of this wand, Rise from the dead! Arise, dead Horus, rise To be Osiris. Isis speaks! Arise! | Zhe coffin ts opened. The leper ts raised out of zt swathed in bandages. Out of the sleep of ages wake and live! [ The wrappin…
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…th our bodies, let them shed Dewfall, as the streams Thalassian On Selene’s fallen head ! Let us mingle magic passion, Interpenetrating, dead, Deathless, O my dead sweet maiden! Lifeless, in the secret Aidenn ! Let our bodies meet and mix On the spirit’s crucifix!
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…ful and half blythe. But there’s another, when the body dieth— Hast thou no knowledge what the carcass saith ? I watched all night by my dead lover’s bed. I saw the spirit; heard the motionless Lips part in uttering a supreme caress: “T care not nor for life nor death;” they said, ‘““Only for love.” ‘What difference?” said I, ‘“‘ Dead or alive, I love thee utterly.”
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…ruel thing is said By the Most High that mocks man’s empty breast, As if the grave were mere eternal rest, Or merest resurrection of the dead. All petty wishes: at the fountain-head, A dead girl’s whisper—I have stooped and pressed My ear unto her heart—her soul confessed That none of life her joy relinquishéd. ““T died the moment when you tore away The bleeding veil of my virginity. The pain was sudden—and the joy was long. Persists that triumphs, keenly, utterly! Write, then, in thy mysterious book of song: ‘Death chisels marble where life mo…
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…R. The battle rages: even now the shock Of hostile spears makes the loud earth resound, The wide sky tremble. AMENHATEP. Here lies Horus dead, There Isis slain. We have no leader left. MESSENGER. The fight is doubtful. We may conquer still. AMENHATEP. By this shed blood and desecrated shrine And horrible hour of madness, may it be That all the evil fortune of the land, Created of these dead iniquities, Burn its foul flame out. Are ye not appeased, Even ye, O Powers of Evil, at this shame And sacrilege? And ye, Great Powers of Good, OI
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…s breath Goeth forth, he perisheth By the secret sibilant word that is spoken unto death. RATOUM. The hour is given unto death. Bring in Dead Horus, for the night is shed above. [Coffin brought in. CHORUS. The noise of the wind of the winter; the sound Of the wings of the charioted night ; The song of the sons of the seas profound ; The thunder of death; the might Of the eloquent silence of black light ! RATOUM. The noise of many planets fallen far! CHORUS. Death listens for the voice of life; night waits The dawn of wisdom: winter seeks the sp…
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…rments, drew itself apart, Gaunt limbs appear athwart the coprolite Veil of deep agony, display the heart; Even as a gloomy sea, Wherein dead fishes be, Poisonous things, nameless; the eightfold Fear, Misshapen crab and worm, The intolerable sperm, Lewd dragons slime-built stagnant, the foul mere Crawled, moved, gave tongue, The essential soul of dung That lived and stung; That spoke: no word that living head may hear. Even as a veil imaging Beauty’s eyes Behind, lifted, lets flash the maiden face; So that dead putrefying sea supplies A veil to…
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( 7O) THE BRIDEGROOM O passion stirs the cool white throat of her; No living glory fills the deep dead eyes ; No sleep that breaks her Southern indolence; Not all the breezes out of heaven, that stir The sleepy wells and woodlands, bid her rise ; Nor all a godhead’s amorous violence. She is at peace; we will go hence. Warm wealth of draperies, the broidered room, And delicate tissues of pale silk that shine About her bed: all kiss the dead girl’s face With shadowy reluctances that gloom Over and under, and the cold divine Presence of Death bede…
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THE FATAL FORCE CHORUS. The silence of the awaiting soul asleep! RATOUM. The murmur of the fountain of my life! CHORUS. The whole dead universe awaits the Word. RATOUM. Now is the hour of life; my voice leaps up In the dim halls of death, and kindling flame Roars like the tempest through forgetfulness. This is my son, whose father is my son, From my own womb complete and absolute, And in this strong perfection of myself Stands the triumphant power of my desire, Manifest over self, and man, and god! For in the sacred coffin lies his corpse Who s…
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…he 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, intense, unmoved, not made for change, Let thy one godhead rise To move like morning, and like day to range, ~ A furnace for the skies, That all men cry: “The uncreated God! Formless, …
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…n her bridal bed, Because I would not trust the God that gave Her smooth virginity to godlier might, My glory? There she lies divine and dead Because I would not trust the sullen wave Of time; and chose this way—her grave. I had not thought the poison left her so— Smiling, enticing, exquisite. I meant Rather that beauty to destroy, to leave No subtle languors on that breast of snow, No curves by God’s caressing finger bent, To bid me think of her: I would deceive My memory—now I can but grieve. Perhaps our happiness, despite of all, Would have …
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…ss, Strange serpent-blasphemies, are curled within The heart of her Hell gives me to possess. Her hair is fastened with a dagger thin; A dead man’s heart is woven with each tress. I murdered Christ before my lips could win Sidonia the Sorceress.
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…not, or your waters cold Would stagnate, shudder, putrefy for fear ; Your echoes hate existence, and be rolled Into the silent desolate, dead sphere. _ For in those sightless lairs No living spirit fares vii
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…as well! Ah! joy of sweet annihilation, The blackness that invades the burning sun, My swart limbs and her limbs adorable! So nine times dead before the night is done, Even as Styx nine times embraces Hell.
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…at new C:dipus ? You riddle, Cora, and it breaks my heart. [He sinks exhausted. (Rallying.) By God, I swear to you no lie shall keep Its Dead Sea bar against our marrying. CORA. The truth! Thetruth! Thetruth! I am indeed That whore I told you. That makes nothing here. I am the mother of thy bastard birth!
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…. ULRIC razses his eyes and lifts hts arm in act to strike. Then I detest you! Mother! Treacherous! Vile as the worm that battens on the dead! CORA. Ulric! He’s mad! Sweet heaven! what is this ? [CORA zs now hysterical, ULRIC does not notice. She shrieks at each new insult. ULRIC. Say rather, what are you? I loved you once Childlike; then came the power of reasoning, And | beheld you, the unselfish one, Befriending me, the angel of of my life. See what it rested on, my happiness ! Your sacrifice is utter selfishness ;
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…e lips whose purple blood escapes, A thin chill stream ; they feel not nor discern, Nor love's low laugh return. They kiss the spiritual dead, they pass Like mists uprisen from the frosty moon, Like shadows fleeting in a seer’s glass, Beckoning, yearning, amorous of the noon When earth dreams on in swoon. They are so sick for sorrow, that my eyes Are moist because their passion was so fair, So pure and comely that no sacrifice Seems to waft up a sweeter savour there, Where God’s grave ear takes prayer. O desecrated lovers! O divine Passionate m…
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…passage to mine eyes, Ye airs, ye veils; ye bucklers of the Snake! I knew the deepest cells, Where the foul spirit dwells; Called to the dead, the drowsed, arise ! awake! Their dark profoundest thought Was less than She I sought, It was as nought! I drew my soul, I dived beneath the burning lake. Thrice, in the vault of Hell, my Word was born, Abortive, in the empty wilderness. False echoes, made malicious, turn to scorn The awful accents, the Supreme address. The Fourth, the final word! All chaos shrank and heard
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…son. How they gloat, The fiends, upon her lips and throat! They touch her heart, they speer her eyes, They linger on the lovely prize! O dead she thought them! It is written: ‘‘ Eve’s heel is by the serpent bitten, His head she bruises.” No indeed! Not woman, but the woman’s seed! Hark! in the cloak of “ Love of Truth” They whisper “ Memory of Youth”; And, mindful of the deadliest sin, Hint: ‘“ Sinful woman, look within!” CORA. Ah me! if she could look within a glass With spells and pantacles well fortified!
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…tchment, haunt the stairs, And pluck the young men by the robe, and take The maidens for her sacrifice, and burn With great unquenchable dead lustrous eyes Toward impossible things grown possible In Egypt. I will cleanse the land of this. Let me remember I am yet a god! Re-enter LEPER. THE LEPER. Thou must be brought before her presently Borne in a coffin. See thou fill it not, But take the lion’s mask and play his part Before the throne. Be ready, and be strong. PACHAD. I shall do so. Come, let us go together In hateful love and sacrilegious h…