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…above, Your passion’s fiercest flakes shall catch new gold, The sun of an immeasurable love More beautiful shall touch the chaos cold Of earth that is grown old. Then, shameful sisterhood of earth’s disdain, Your lips shall speak your hearts, and understand; Your lovers shall assuage the amorous pain With spiritual lips more keen and bland, And ye shall take God’s hand.
…ess, and Love; Reverses life and fact: and so believes. So man grew up and so religion 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…
EPILOGUE lil Some forty years this earth knew song and passion Pour from my lips, saw gladness in mine eyes! Some forty shall I sing some other fashion, Dance in strange measures, change the key of sighs. Then rise in Thessaly again, Thalassian! Only, more wise.
THE GROWTH OF GOD 99 The earth grins open, as it were a tomb, And struggling earthquakes gnash their teeth be- neath her. The night is monstrous: in the flickering fire Strange faces gibber as the brands burn low; Old shapes of hate, young phantoms of desire More hateful yet, shatter and change and grow. There is a sense of terror in the air, And dreadful stories catch my breath and bind me, Soft noises as of breathing: unaware What devils or what ghosts may lurk behind me! Even my horse is troubled: vain it is Invoking memory for sweet sound o…
…ered, unresisting and alone, Up to God’s presence. Then that calm voice rolled Flecking its whiteness with immortal gold : “ Daughter of Earth, take thou thy proper stand, Virgin of Virgins, at My own right hand!”
…Yet robbed (you say) are we Of God’s own purpose of fecundity. Exactly! You have read the golden rede. That is the pity of all things on earth: _ That all must have its consequence again. Life ends in death and loving ends in birth. All’s made for pleasure: man’s device is pain. And in that pain and barrenness men find Triumph on God; and the glory of the mind.
…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 back made stiff, unrighteous priest, !…
… of the Holy Ones, Spirit of the Gods! Enter Messenger. MESSENGER. 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…
… kiss! O eyes of sin! O bosom of my bliss! Sorrow, the web, is spun of Love the weaver. Twelve moons have circled in their seasons ; The earth has swept, exultant, round the sun; Our love has slept, and, sleeping, made us one. The thirteenth moon, be sure, the time of treasons ! Another spirit waves its pinions. Love vanishes : we hate each other's sight. In sullen seas sinks our sun-flaming light, Darkness is master of the dream-dominions. Lo! in thy womb a child! How rotten Seems love to me who love it as my soul! The love of thee hath broken…
…eous Wrath in the light, and knows his place; For hate of a mother is ill, and the lightning flashes, But foil a harlot’s will, burn the earth to ashes, Cleanse the incestuous sty of a whore’s 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 disaster, a royal seal to his name. [Exeunt. PACHAD. I am not Horus, but I shall be king. Enter LEPER. THE LEPER. I am a leper, but I am the king. PACHAD. Monstrous illegible horror, let thy mouth Frame from its charnel-hous…
… snake of some convulsive love! The leopard changed his spots; for in me leapt The mate, the tiger. Murderous I sprang Across the mellow earth: my senses swept, One torrent flame, one soul-dissolving pang. How queenly bent her body to the grip! How lithe it slips, her bosom to my own!
…hey 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 martyrs, virgin unto death! O kissing daughters of the unfed brine! O sisters of the west wind’s pitiful breath, There is One that pitieth! One f…
108 EPILOGUE Thus may no moon tell Earth my story after, No virgin sing my fame as virginal. Yet some night-leaves the southern stream may waft her, Some amorous nymph across the wood may call A loud mad chant; love, tears, harsh sombre laughter. No more at all. Oh, mother, Oh, Demeter, in my burthen Let me assume thy sorrow singular; A branching temple and an altar earthen, A fire of herbs, a clayen water-jar; An olive grove to bind the sacred girth in Lone woods afar. Let life burn gently thence, as when the ember In one faint incense-puff to…
…l, and lithe, a leaping fawn Upon the mountains. PACHAD. Yea, I am a god. I am fire against the fountain of my birth, The storm upon the earth that nurtured me! Leave me: we twain have no more words to speak. THE LEPER. Neither in heaven nor in hell. I go, The dead king, worshipping the living man. [/xiz. PACHAD. I have been a god so long, my thoughts run halt From many contemplations. Like the flow Of a slow river deep and beautiful, My even life moved onward to full scope, The ocean of profounder deity, And—suddenly—the cataract! My soul, Cen…
…he well ; And the strange loves of that misshapen Other, The feast of blood, the cold enchanted dell, Where fire was filtered up through earth to smother, Sick scents of hell. And that wild night when vine-leaves wooed and clustered Round my wild limbs, and like a woman I went Over the mountains — how the Northwind blustered !— And slew with them the beast, and was content. The madness. Oh! the dreadful light that lustred The main event. Ay! the wild whirlings in the woodland reaches; The ghastly smile upon the Stone God’s lip; The rigid tremor…
…e horrible flowerless lands, In the fields that the rain and the breath Of the sun make as gold as the sands With ripening wheat, in the earth, in the infinite realm of its seed, The hearts of us bleed.
…ately. I am a dancer and a prostitute! ULRIC smiles contemptuously. Why trick me with so pitiful a lie? Were you the vilest woman on the earth, Mere scum of filth shed off the city’s dregs— Were you the meanest and most treacherous— Were you the sordid soul that most contrasts
…inst his fate; So is the desolate visage of the wan Lord of Amenti covered, and the gate Of Ra made perfect. So the waters flow Over the earth, throughout the sea, Till all its deserts glow,
…t, Deny !—-your love is merely natural ; Mine, against Nature, is the love Divine! What crime is this? Thy pale Son’s martyrdom Cleansed earth from no such vile hypocrisy As this my mother’s. And I call thee, God,