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…f-slain king! Consecrate him, consecrate him, consecrate, ye holy ones, The imperial mind Thrice, and thrice the higher soul, Thrice the spirit, till the sun’s Utter glory burn upon him, till the freed Osiris find He is god above mankind, Thrice united unto man, As the living gold that ran Molten to the fiery sea, Mixed in its eternity. Spirit of the Gods! Unite Streams of sacramental light In the soul, thrice purified, Consecrated thrice, Till Osiris justified In the supreme sacrifice Take his kingdom. Hear the cry That the wailing vultures ma…
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… intelligible one, Reality beyond realities! This hour the foolish ones shall see their souls Shrink at my manifest deity. This night My spirit on my spirit shall beget Myself for my own child. Behold! they come, Fantastically moving through the dance, The many mourners, and the fatal bier Looms in the dimness of the anteroom. It is enough. My hour is at hand! CHORUS enter and circumambulate. Even as the traitor’s breath Goeth forth, he perisheth By the secret sibilant word that is spoken unto death. Even as the profane hand Reacheth to the sac…
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THE FATAL FORCE Give the token of thy fire Trident in the lambent air, Till our spirits unaware Worship and aspire! Hear, beyond all periods, Timeless, formless, multiform, Thou, supreme above the storm, Spirit 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 d…
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…oom ts flooded with sunlight, CORA VAVASOUR (late of the Halls). ULRIC, tllegitimate son of Cora. MADELINE, girl in love with Ulric. THE SPIRIT OF TRAGEDY, as Chorus. SPIRIT OF TRAGEDY. ERE, in the home of a friend, Here, in the mist of a lie, The pageant moves on to the desolate end Under a sultry sky. Noon is upon us, and Night, Spreading her wings unto flight, Visits the lands that lie far in the West, Where the bright East is at peace on her breast: Opposite quarters unite. Soon is the nightfall of Destiny here; Nature’s must pass as her ho…
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…rtal, in the Light and Way Divine, Gird on the armour of the Holy One: Seek out the secret of the inmost shrine, Strong in the might and spirit of the sun. Arise, arise, arise, Give 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…
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… chain of circumstance, And spat on Fate.” And all the priests shall say And all the people: “ Verily and Amen.” [Stabs himself. CHORUS. Spirit of the Gods! White noon Of tremendous flashing fire, Spirit of the moon! Trembling essence of desire Triple-tongued, thy flame is kindled
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…o the Southern skies; And fling its wild chant higher at the fall Of even, and of bright Hyperion; To mix its fire with dew, to call The spirit of the limitless air, made one In the amazing essence of all light Limitless, emanation of the might Of the great Light above all gods, the fire Of our supreme desire. So out of grievous labyrinths of the mind The soul’s desire may find Some passionate thread, the clear note of a bird, To make the dark ways of the gods as light, _ And bring forth music from slow chants unheard, And visions from the fath…
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… of miserable sin, Through all the blackness of the gulf of Hell, She sees Truth’s angel. She is locked within No irrefragable bars; her spirit woke From its dull slavery; her passion broke Her history’s prison, from that hour to endure Mighty as tempest and as spring wind pure. After a year her changed life met its fate. There came a man and loved her, and her soul The first time knew true sympathy. Elate, That pure joy filled her body’s broken bow! With infinite fresh fire and purer wine; Her whole life grew one exquisite divine Flower of the…
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… 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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…re’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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…wooning loveliness. To know you love me; that your body leaps With the quick passion of your soul; to know Your fragrant kisses sting my spirit so; To be one soul where Satan smiles and sleeps ;— Ah! in the very triumph-hour of Hell Satan himself remembers whence he fell!
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…efy 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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… Of sorrow and of grace, Share the deep vigil of thine eremite! So let the sighing breath Draw on the Hour of Death, Whence wakeneth The Spirit of the Dawn, begotten of the night.
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… So I drew her to the outer Land of unforgetful streams; So I laid her (who should doubt her ?) Where enamelled verdure gleams, Drew her spirit from without her! In her eyelids stellar beams Glow renascent, now I hold her Breast to breast, and shining shoulder Laid to shoulder, in the bliss Of the uncreated kiss. Lips to lips beget for daughters Little kisses of the breeze ; Limbs entwined with limbs, the waters Of incredible blue seas; Eyes that understand, the slaughters Of a thousand ecstasies Re-embodied, as they wrought us Garlands of stra…
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…t, 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 its control, The misconceived become the misbegotten. In thee the love of me is broken. Fear, hatred, pain, discomfort mock thy days; Thou canst disda…
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… Fate to fashion His own glory, to inspire Worlds impossible to thought With the beauties, subtly wrought, Of his own creative strength. Spirit of the Gods! O single,
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…ains thinking. I was no bolder twenty years ago! Time, Time, thou maker and destroyer both, Only in resurrection hast no part! | Broods. SPIRIT OF TRAGEDY. How light and how agreeable, Paved pathway to the gate of hell! See how all virtues, graces, shine, Till woman half appears divine! But I am waiting, watching still The treason of the powers of ill. Soft, moveless, as a tigress glides, Strange laughing devilry abides Its hour to poison. How they gloat, The fiends, upon her lips and throat! They touch her heart, they speer her eyes, They ling…
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…te The dreadful, the perverse design of Fate, In many stories never meant to win Applause of mortals or of gods, but made To choke man’s spirit in its shade, And make him, in his pride and happiness, — In virtue’s mantle and love’s seemly dress, Immeasurably afraid. The hour is on them—let its weight express All blood, ali life, from the disastrous grape! In. God, in mercy, there is no escape, No anchor for distress. The hour strikes mournfully upon the bell Of the most awful precipice That merges hell in hell. There is deep silence in that dre…
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…ve to them, Repaid in mine own currency. I trust God hath made smooth the road beneath the hearse Of my forgetful age. All must be well. SPIRIT OF TRAGEDY. Mortals never learn from stories How catastrophe becomes; How above the victor’s glories In the trumpets and the drums, And the cry of millions “ Master !”’ Looms the shadow of disaster. Every hour a man hath said ‘‘That at least is scotched and dead.” Some one circumstance: “At last That, and its effects, are past.” Some one terror—subtle foe !— “‘T have laid that spectre low!” They know no…
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…oom Seems to my fancy to be tossed about, Rocking and whirling on some dizzy sea. There is a horrible feeling in the air. [She shudders. SPIRIT OF TRAGEDY. The keystone of this arch of misery Is set by the unfaltering hands Of Fate. How desperate the anarchy Wrought in one hour! The fickle sands Run through the glass, and all the light is gone. Abysses without name the mighty power Spans with spread fingers; on the horizon Blood stains the setting sun, The shattered sun; it shall not rise again ! No resurrection to the trampled flower, No hope …