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1906 · PDF PAGE 38

Collected Works (Vol. II)

…he picture in: the winged imagery That Hermes gathers with that floral gold Whose triple flower or flame or pinioned light Lends life to death, and love and colour unto light. How flames that scarlet stronger than Apollo, Too swift and warm to know itself a bird! How the light winds and waves of moonlight follow, Shot from the West, cadence of Daylight’s word ! How flock the tribes of wings within the hollow, Even as darkness summons home the herd ! The still slow water slackens into sleep. The rose-glow dies, leaves cold Citlaltepetl’s? steep.…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 175

Collected Works (Vol. I)

…ead, for my hecatomb ! Iam thy mistress, and thy slaves have seen it ! Even as thy cold devouring kisses roll Over my corpse; I hear its death-cry thrill me! Thine !—O my God! I render thee the whole, My broken body and my accurséd soul ! Come, come, come, come! Ah! conquer me and kill me ! THE BRIDEGROOM. No 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 3 Nor all a god…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 265

Collected Works (Vol. I)

258 TANNHAUSER We are not so feeble /—But death anyhow Cuts and not loosens the entangled life. Be mine the harder and the better way, The single chance: not hope; appeal no more $ Hardly the arrowy wisdom of despair ; Hardly the cowardice or courage yet To drift, nor cursing nor invoking God. ELIZABETH. I heard, I pure, I virginal, your song; The shameful story of your intercourse With—fiend or woman? And your burning will, Even in that horror, to the Highest ; at last Your choice of me—the middle course of them, Pure human love? And, if your …

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1907 · PDF PAGE 147

Collected Works (Vol. III)

…ed flowers nod, Look to the skies, and see thee for a God, O sightless lyre that wails, O viewless voice that calls! Thy sound is in our death and in her womb, Far in Spring’s milky breast, in Autumn’s gloom, In Summer’s feast and song, in Winter’s funerals. In the dead hollow of the hills there rings, Sharp song, like frost hissing on silver wings, Or like the swelling tune we listen to for Spring’s.

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1905 · PDF PAGE 203

Collected Works (Vol. I)

…s we are known. Ill. THE HOLY PLACE THE NEOPHYTE.! TO-NIGHT I tread the unsubstantial way Has wrought its splendour through the gates of death. ' My courage did not falter: now I feel That looms before me, as the thundering night |My heart beat wave-wise, and my throat Falls on the ocean: I must stop, and pray One little prayer, and then—what bitter fight - Flames at the end beyond the darkling goal? These are my passions that my feet must. tread ; This is my sword, the fervour of my soul; This is my Will, the crown upon my head. For see ! the …

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1905 · PDF PAGE 227

Collected Works (Vol. I)

…errible stars. The Powers of Mars ! At the brightness that leapeth before Thee, The heavens bow down at Thine ire ; Thick clouds pass to death and adore Thee, Wild hailstones and flashings of fire. The mountains of Ages are shattered ; Perpetual hills are bowed down ; The Winds of the Heaven are scattered, Borne back from Thy furious frown, O Lord of Renown ! In terror and tumult and battle Thy breath smiteth forth as a sword ; The Saxons are driven as cattle ; We know Thee, that Thou art the Lord! Forth Freedom flings skyward, a maiden Rejoici…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 196

Collected Works (Vol. III)

190 ORPHEUS Respin what Atropos once cut—that story Were vain for thee—that which is past is past, Nor-can Omnipotence avail the land’s Death—Spring’s is alien though ancestral blood, And a new birth is current in the bud. Str. 3. Think, then, the deed impossible is done Since Theseus fared forth to the ambient air ! His thread once cut—was that indeed respun Or patched by witchery? a deceit? a snare ? I tell ye; past and future are but one, And present—nothing; shall not Hades dare His own omnipotence against the Sun, And let no tittle of his …

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1906 · PDF PAGE 35

Collected Works (Vol. II)

…, and pass ; I, who have stood upon the four-square stone ! I, who have twice been One——! Woe, woe is me! Lost, lost, upon the lifeless, deathless plane, The desert desolate, the air inane; Fallen, O fallen to eternity ! I, who have looked upon the Lord of Light ; I, Iam Nothing, and dissolved in Night ! (THE SPIRIT OF GOD, DESCENDING, ASSUMETH HER INTO THE GLORY OF Gon.) VENUS. Written in the temple of the L.I.L.,1 No. 9, Central America. MISTRESS and maiden and mother, im- mutable mutable soul! Love, shalt thou turn to another? I give thee th…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 148

Collected Works (Vol. III)

…ves abound, Listening the answer of our dancing throng, Joy, sleep, peace, laughter, thought, remem- brance, came Even at our prelude, a death-quickening flame, And earth rejoiced throughout to hear De- meter’s name. We come, in bass deep-swelling, rocks and caves, A hollow roar across the golden waves Hidden in islands set deep in the un- travelled sea. Across the corn from storm-cleft mountain- sides Our voice peals, like the thunder of the tides, Into the darkling hills that fringe Eternity. Dire and divine our womb unfruitful bears Deep mus…

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1904 · PDF PAGE 93

The Sword of Song

…Power, double in the Voice of the Master. Ain Elohim. Four sounds of four force. O the Snake hath a long tail ! Amen. Ain Elohim. Sudden death: thick darkness: ho ! the ox ! One, and one, and one: Creater, Preserver, Destroy er, ho ! the Redeemer ! Thunder-stone: whirlpool: lotus-flower: ho ! for the gold of the sages ! Ain Elohim. And he was silent for a great while, and so departed our Father from Him. Forth he went along the dusty desert and met an antient woman bear- ing a bright crown of gold, studded with gem s, one on each knee. Dressed …

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1905 · PDF PAGE 177

Collected Works (Vol. I)

…eams assail the moon, With flames of their infernal noon ; While the smooth incense, without breath, Spreads like some scented flower of death, Over the grove; the lover’s boon Of sleep shall steal upon them soon, And lovers’ lips, from lips withdrawn, Seek dimmer bosoms till the dawn. Yet on the central altar lies The sacrament of kneaded bread With blood made one, the sacrifice To those, the living, who are dead— Strange gods and goddesses, that shed Monstrous desires of secret things Upon their worshippers, from wings One lucent web of light…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 243

Collected Works (Vol. I)

…ded is the veil! Calling thee Ugliness, I guessed aright, Who saw, and see, all Beauty in thee still. Only, a beauty risen out of Hell ; Death and delusion—ay, corruption’s self, Wickedness sliming into impotence, Pleasure in putrefaction. But, in sleep, I will put off that evil as a clout Cast by a begyar. VENUS. And the sore is left. TANNHAUSER. Oh, but this body, very consciousness ! I banish both. I cross the crimson wall— My spirit shall reach up to and attain That other. VENUS. So Persephone must hold Thy life divided in Her dark domain.”…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 206

Collected Works (Vol. III)

…ir sends its fragrance: glory then To the great work accomplished even here, Promise and purpose unto little men Bound in life’s limits: death indeed I sever By will’s efficiency and speechless ken Of power not God’s but man’s. Forget this never, O mortals chained invlife’s detested den ! I leave this heritage to you for ever. O light of Apollo! O joy of the sky! We see thee, we follow, We draw to thee nigh.

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1906 · PDF PAGE 137

Collected Works (Vol. II)

THE GOD-EATER 131 Wilt thou not lull it into rest, Some strong repoge More satisfying than pale sleep ; Than death more long, more deep? Hail! at the twilight as at dawn! The sunset close Even on the lake as on the lawn! The red ray glows Across the woven stardrift’s ways In mystery of Maurya’s praise. Hear me, thy priest, at eventide ! These subtler throes Than love’s or life’s, invade, divide The world of woes. Thy smile, thy murmur of delight, be enough To fill the world with life and love ! [He bends over into deep reverence, yet with the a…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 85

Collected Works (Vol. III)

… neither my arm nor my affection; my brother Guichard will inherit my fiefs, and unless [am mistaken, that will console him amply for my death: as for my father— why, I go to join him in an hour. Ay! lady, we are soon forgotten. It is barely ten years since he fell, fighting desperately, with many noble gentlemen around him, and—to-day—I doubt me if the very name of the battle lingers in men’s minds! I go to join him in an hour. BLANCHE. [Szghs.] Ay! sir, you speak sad, but you speak true. DENYS, Will there be memory ¢here? [Denys now fancies h…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 225

Collected Works (Vol. I)

…The Sign of the Spring. How hollows the heart of the heaven ! How light swells his voice for a cry ! The winter is shaken and riven, And death and the fruits of him die. The billow roars back to its tyrant, The wind; the red thunderbolts roar 5 The flame and the earthquake aspirant Leap forth as an herald before The trumpet of war. In crimson he robes him for raiment, In armour all rusted and red : Spear shakes and sword flashes, exclaimant To share in the spoil of the dead. 1 Thoth, the Scribe of the Gods. 2 Aries, the sign which the Sun enter…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 218

Collected Works (Vol. I)

…able bounds ! Roll, ye wild billows of ether ! the Sistron ? is shaken and sounds ! Wild and sonorous the clamour, vast in the region of death, Live with the fire of the Spirit, the essence and flame of the breath! Sound, O sound ! ' An allusion to the sign called ‘‘ Enterer of the Threshold,” in which the Egyptian Gods often stand, It is a sign of high initiation (if you know the rest!) and implies the gathering of force from the Gods and its projection as will toward any object. 2 A musical instrument used for religious purposes by the IXgypt…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 90

Collected Works (Vol. I)

…, with the flames Of dawn forth blushing through her flower- crowned hair. CHORUS. Behold a virgin to the Lord ! Behold a maiden pale as death, Whose glance is silver as a sword, And flowers of Kedar fill her breath, Whose fragrance saturates the sward, Whose sunny perfume floating saith : From my ineffable desire is drawn The awful glory of the golden dawn. Behold her bosom bare and bold Whose billows like the ocean swing ! The painted palaces of gold Where shell-born maidens laugh and sing Are mirrored in those breasts that hold Sweet odours …

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1905 · PDF PAGE 248

Collected Works (Vol. I)

…d symbol of desire, Yet individual to thy love. Stay! Stay! One last caress, and then I let thee go, And—die. I fear, and I detest, this death. I am not mortal, doomed to it! I slip Into mere slime; no resurrection waits Me, made the vilest of the stars that fell. I must not die. .I dare not. But for thee, Thy love, one last extreme delirium !— Take thou this dagger! At the miracle Of a moment when our lips are fastened close Once more, in the unutterable kiss, Drive its sharp spirit to my heart ! TANNHAUSER. Not I! I will I know the spell.) I …

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1907 · PDF PAGE 169

Collected Works (Vol. III)

…My desire? Hebe and Hera to Eurydice ? O sceptred Splendour! dost I, knowing all the progress of the earth, The dim procession, altering death and birth, The Seven Stairs, the gusts of life in fire And Love in Life, and all the serpent girth Of sevenfold twining worlds and sevenfold ways And nights made sevenfold of the sevenfold days All the vast scheme evolving into man, And upward, onward, through Olympian haze Into the crowning spiritual mist, Where spirit in the spirit may subsist, Evolve itself in the amazing plan Through many planes, as …

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