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…geon; We both shall weep to be alone! For we are one and may not part; And though we hurt, we love, believe mel Nor would I in my inmost heart 0f one of all your stabs bereave me. No man can hurt the indifferent stranger, No woman wound the casual friend. There is a glory born of danger; What anger gat, desire may end. Give me the phrenzy of your lip! My heart accepts your usurpature. Your body leaps beneath the whip; Our pain is in love’s very nature. It is enough. The woe is over, The woe begins; the vial brims, And all the anguish of your lo…
1910 · PDF PAGE 112
…mes, And all the gladness of the afterglow When you come shyly out of the folded bud, Unsheath your dainty soul, bathe it in blood Of my heart ? Do you love me ? Do you know How I love you ? Do you love these twittering rimes I string you ? Is your tiny life withdrawn Into its cup for modesty when I sing So softly to you and hold you in my hands, You wild, wee wonder of wisdom ? Now I bring My lips to your body and touch you reverently, Knowing as I know what Gabriel understands When he spreads his wings above for canopy When you would sleep, y…
1910 · PDF PAGE 12
…all and ink, And give it to the children for a drink ! I’ll wait till she is dead, to bring those tears. I doubt not in the garden of my heart Whence she is torn that flowers will bloom again. May those be flowers of weeping, flowers of art. Flowers of great tenderness and pain, Broad lilied meers Lying in a lonely leafless forest Silent and motionless beneath the moon. I feel my weakness, O thou soul that soarest Into a heaven beyond imagining On the unfaltering wing. Of the magic swan ! I know this tune Should swell to a strong note, a triump…
1911 · PDF PAGE 295
… star That shines in the Bull above I can rein the riotous car Of galloping, galloping Love ; And straight to the steady ray Of the Lion-heart Lord I career, Pointing my flaming way With the spasm of night for a spear! Ο moon! O secret sweet! chalcedony clouds of caresses About the flame of our feet, The night of our terrible tresses ! Is it a wonder, then, If the people are mad with blindness, And nothing is stranger to men Than silence, and wisdom, and kindness? Nay! let him fashion an arrow Whose heart is sober and stout ! Let him pierce his G…
1911 · PDF PAGE 295
… star That shines in the Bull above I can rein the riotous car Of galloping, galloping Love ; And straight to the steady ray Of the Lion-heart Lord I career, Pointing my flaming way With the spasm of night for a spear! Ο moon! O secret sweet! chalcedony clouds of caresses About the flame of our feet, The night of our terrible tresses ! Is it a wonder, then, If the people are mad with blindness, And nothing is stranger to men Than silence, and wisdom, and kindness? Nay! let him fashion an arrow Whose heart is sober and stout ! Let him pierce his G…
1905 · PDF PAGE 102
…ail lamp whose shadow gleams and shows No darkness, is as light is where its rays Cross, interweave, and marry with the day’s! I am: the heart that flames from central Me Seeks out all life, and takes again, to mingle Its passion with my might and majesty, Till the vast floods of the man’s being tingle And glow, self-lost within my soul and sea Of love, and sun of utter light, and single Keen many-veinéd heart: our lips and kisses Marry and muse on our immortal blisses. Iam: the greatest and the least : the sole And separate life of things. The…
1910 · PDF PAGE 149
…all and ink, And give it to the children for a drink ! Ill wait till she is dead, to bring those tears. I doubt not in the garden of my heart Whence she is torn that flowers will bloom again. May those be flowers of weeping, flowers of art. Flowers of great tenderness and pain, Broad lilied meers Lying in a lonely leafless forest Silent and motionless beneath the moon. I feel my weakness, O thou soul that soarest Into a heaven beyond imagining On the unfaltering wing. Of the magic swan ! I know this tune Should swell to a strong note, a triump…
1912 · PDF PAGE 31
…ys old, my virgin breasts aglow. Are these worth Magdalenes, that blaze throughout the night. The swart imperious queens ? O read your heart aright ! Spare me, save Venice ! ORLANDO. No. This one thing I demand. To melt your shroud of snow, my sultry sun to brand Your bosom with its fierce intent, its angry ray. MONICA. Our Lady, still they pierce Thy heart. ORLANDO. You answer nay ? MONICA. I answer yes ! ORLANDO. Then wait, my plot is hatched. I dare This hour the fearful fate. Stay hidden here ; beware Count Mortadello ! MONICA. He ? ORLAN…
1905 · PDF PAGE 105
…s steep. The chattering voices of the day depart. Earth folds her limbs and leans her loving breast Even to all her children : the great heart Beats solemnly the requiem of rest. The sea keeps tune ; the silent stars upstart Seeming to sentinel that sombre crest Where of old time burst out the vulture fire Cyclopean, that is dead, now, as a man’s desire. The drowsy cries of night birds, then the song Lovely and lovelorn in the listening vale, So wild and tender, swooping down in long Notes of despair, then lifting the low tale In golden notes t…
1912 · PDF PAGE 72
…r cheek Ill kiss your fear away, sweet girl. Ill whisper things Subtler than basilisks that furl and fold their wings Over the serpent-heart. I guess your hearts desire. Bend to me closer. Whisper yes. LUCREZIA. My brains afire. MONICA. Then whisper. LUCREZIA. I dare not. MONICA. Oh dare ! LUCREZIA. My friend ! MONICA. Ah yes ! She whose black envy would not spare your loveliness ! LUCREZIA. Ay, she ! MONICA. But let me see the wound. I have a charm By a wise hermit well attuned to heal the harm. Fie ! what a scar ! But what a breast its ha…
1913 · PDF PAGE 173
…ong , and the joy in the singing , And song alone may relieve the shadowy pain . I am weary even of song , and the lyre is cold , And my heart is lead , and the world seems very old . Dusk falls on the earth , and Apollo no more comes winging His way to me now ; it may be I shall sing not again . Yet to the dream I was true , and I followed the light Till it vanished , and left me in darkness all cold and forlorn ; It may be that is the end ; I know not nor care . If these songs that were wrought in the days of my springtide are fair , Perchanc…
1898 · PDF PAGE 18
…the far flat land, Know never more the day and night apart, Know not where frost has laid his iron hand, Save only that it fastens on my heart ; Save only that it grips with icy fire These veins no fire of hell could satiate ; Save only that it quenches this desire. Let me pass out beyond the city gate. 8
1909 · PDF PAGE 42
… to one wounded bleeding inwardly ? Because you are not the mistress of your soul Mighty enough to master fate and me? It cuts me to the heart to see the brine Not falling from your bad bewitching eyes, To feel you are weeping in the central shrine Whose woes the peristyle may not surprise, I want to treat you as a lover rather ; You make me lecture to you like a father! IX Write in your heart, dear maid, that Hitherto The Lord hath helped us. Give Him duly praise (As I have given Him for making you). Pray not, ask not for wealth and length of …
1901 · PDF PAGE 35
THE COURT OF THE PROFANE. 23 Absorb her eyelids’ lazy light, And read her bosom to devise Fresh blossoms of the heart of hell, And secret joys of Jezebel. Her lips are fastened to my breast To suck out blood in feverish tides ; The token of her I possessed Still on my withered cheek abides. Thus slowly the desire grows To kill and have her yet—who knows ?
1911 · PDF PAGE 281
…F MERCURY Iam the image of my Father Trnu, Lord of the City of the Sun ! The God who commands is in my mouth; The God of Wisdom is in my heart: My tongue is the sanctuary of Truth : And a God sitteth upon my lips! My word is accomplished each day, and the desire of my heart realises itself, like that of Ptah when he creates his works. I am Eternal; therefore everything acts according-to my designs, and everything obeys my words. Therefore I say unto Thee: come forth unto me from thine abode in the Silence, unutterable Wisdom, All—light, All—pow…
1911 · PDF PAGE 281
…F MERCURY Iam the image of my Father Trnu, Lord of the City of the Sun ! The God who commands is in my mouth; The God of Wisdom is in my heart: My tongue is the sanctuary of Truth : And a God sitteth upon my lips! My word is accomplished each day, and the desire of my heart realises itself, like that of Ptah when he creates his works. I am Eternal; therefore everything acts according-to my designs, and everything obeys my words. Therefore I say unto Thee: come forth unto me from thine abode in the Silence, unutterable Wisdom, All—light, All—pow…
1910 · PDF PAGE 162
152 AN HYMN Let but our hearts hold brotherhood, And this they shall not take away. Ashes to ashes ? Dust to dust ? So let it be ! In God we trust. Stand ! and join hands ! and let us sing ! Shake out Old Glory to the skies ! With heart and hand defiant fling Our purpose against Destinys Ashes to ashes ? Dust to dust ? So let it be ! In God we trust.
1919 · PDF PAGE 362
…s at times a tendency to revolt! 2. The voice of the Candidates: Shalt not thou, Master of thine own Mercy, reveal the doc- trine of the Heart? Shalt thou refuse to lead thy Servants unto the Path of Liberation? One is compelled to remark a certain flavour of sentimen- tality in the exposition of the ‘Heart doctrine,’ perhaps due to the increasing age and weight of the Authoress. The real reason of the compassion (so-called) of the Master is a per- fectly practical and sensible one. It has nothing to do with 40
1899 · PDF PAGE 203
LYRICAL AND DRAMATIC. 181 Though for the pleasures of God’s house my heart Has no distaste, yet, should my Love resign The lips and languors it has made as mine And of our Godhead sacrifice a part? Death were a grief, a parting pang to me, And not this Fear that hunts relentlessly All thoughts about the void, whose veiléd dart Poisons before it strikes! I would the sea Swung meabout, a corpse inane and cold On her warm breast of gold! The Fear of Madness! Consciousness knows not Its own decay. I should be happy then, Cast like a leper from the …
1907 · PDF PAGE 208
…their hate is quelled. My ears, my scent avail. me nought; My slavish eyes are bought By the command wherewith I am compelled, Alas ! my heart sinks momently. Fear steals and misery. From faith in faith of Hell my thoughts dis- sever. Yet, O my heart! abide, endure! Seek not by sight to assure, Or she is lost to thee and lost for ever ! Now breathes the night-air o’er the deep, And limb-dissolving sleep Laps my own country, and the maiden moon Gleams silver barley from the sea, And binds it royally Into a sheaf that waves to the wind’s tune. Th…