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1913 · PDF PAGE 233

The Equinox (Volume I, Number IX)

…rply set Under dim willowy woods; the thing is done: For me no more to linger or regret; Fulfilment comes, in sight of day and sun. From night's dense darkness let the spark be struck, With life for candle, and with love for luck. Green Night, the virgin mother of my song, Green Youth, the sire of all my songs; let be : It may befall I shall not linger long Under the daylight’s golden empery; In light and dark still shall the silent river Bear on my soul, my soul shall bear for ever.

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1913 · PDF PAGE 233

The Equinox (Volume I, Number X)

…rply set Under dim willowy woods; the thing is done: For me no more to linger or regret; Fulfilment comes, in sight of day and sun. From night's dense darkness let the spark be struck, With life for candle, and with love for luck. Green Night, the virgin mother of my song, Green Youth, the sire of all my songs; let be : It may befall I shall not linger long Under the daylight’s golden empery; In light and dark still shall the silent river Bear on my soul, my soul shall bear for ever.

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1913 · PDF PAGE 228

The Equinox (Volume I, Number IX)

…or a moment we are gods, immortal, Stricken to death within the secret portal. (v1) In the red dusk of Autumn, when the day Died down to night, and lamps were lit, and we Stared at the flames that made the ceiling gray With wavering shadows, sporting eerily, We lay all naked, talking of the things Of the old dim world, when life and art were young; Of the old bards who lightly touched their strings ; Who sang of love and life as I have sung. And then I felt you kiss me as I roved Back to the brightness of the world of old; And so the past grew …

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1913 · PDF PAGE 228

The Equinox (Volume I, Number X)

…or a moment we are gods, immortal, Stricken to death within the secret portal. (v1) In the red dusk of Autumn, when the day Died down to night, and lamps were lit, and we Stared at the flames that made the ceiling gray With wavering shadows, sporting eerily, We lay all naked, talking of the things Of the old dim world, when life and art were young; Of the old bards who lightly touched their strings ; Who sang of love and life as I have sung. And then I felt you kiss me as I roved Back to the brightness of the world of old; And so the past grew …

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1901 · PDF PAGE 27

The Soul of Osiris

… I call, O perfect soul, to thee, With chants, and murmurs mystical, And whispers wiser than the sea : O lover, come to me ! The pall Of night is woven : fair and free, Draw to my kisses, let thy breath Mingle for love the wine of death.

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1912 · PDF PAGE 98

Sir Palamedes

92 How weak Sir Palamedes grows! We hear no more of bouts and blows! His weapons are his ten good toes! He that was Arthur's peer, good knight Proven in many a foughten fight, Flees like a felon in the night! Ay! this thy quest is past the ken Of thee and of all mortal men, Sir Palamede the Saracen !

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1922 · PDF PAGE 283

Diary of a Drug Fiend

First did 269 night’s rest, you are giving it to a more or less healthy person refreshed by sleep; it is able to stimulate you because your sleep has given you some reserves of force on which it can work. When you take it at night, you are administering it to a sick person, which is a very different thing. However, what you should do is to replace it at night by these tablets, with a nice warm drink of whisky or rum and water, and you will find yourself asleep before you know it. Then in the morning, you awake much fresher than usual, and the h…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 206

Collected Works (Vol. I)

… The foam, incarnate Love, Maiden; as light leaps the dawn-gardens in, So in the Love and Light, Life slain, yet infinite, The God-Man’s night, Leaps pure the Soul re-arisen from the embrace of Sin. Yet, in the terror of that Breast, abides So sweet and deadly a device, a lure Deep in the blood and poison of her sides, Swart, lean, and leprous, that her stings endure. Even the soul of grace Abideth not her face Without vague longing, infinite desire, Stronger because suppressed, Unto the wide black breast, The lips incarnate of blood, flesh, an…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 208

Collected Works (Vol. I)

…of the Sons of Men !” ‘‘Thy name is—stay! thou liest! I discern In Thee no terror that my spells evoke. Begone, thou wandering corpse of night ! return Into thy shadowy world! My symbols burn cgainst thee, shade of terror! Go!” It spoke: “Yea! Tam human. Know my actual truth: I am that ghost, the father of thy youth !” ‘* Poor wandering phantom !”—the exultant yell And wolfish howling of all damnéd souls Peals from the ravening jaws and gulfs of hell: Leaps that foul horror through the terrible Extinguished circle of the burning bowls. Then I r…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 100

Collected Works (Vol. III)

…e, My wood from the enchanted glade, My berries from the rustling bough :— Return, and eat, and sleep. Allow For me, the silence and the night 3 Life, peace ; and death, a welcome wight. SAID. THE spears of the night at her onset Are lords of the day for a while, The magical green of the sunset, The magical blue of the Nile. Afloat are the gales In our slumberous sails On the beautiful breast of the Nile. We have swooned through the midday, ex- hausted By the lips—they are whips—of the sun, The horizon befogged and befrosted By the haze and the…

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1913 · PDF PAGE 238

Cambridge Poets 1900–1913

…y Price was twelve, and played ... Just now the lilac is in bloom ... ... 50 88 97 214 Larches all green and chestnuts hardly white Last night the God of bitter dread ... Let me pass out beyond the city gate Like balls of snow Like the white shining of the Host ... Little don Perkins Lo, from quiet skies . Look above, look below , look around on every side .. Look down , O Lord , on this our Motherland Love not the dead o'ermuch ... Love with light step passes ... ... 21 206 213 196 204 170 194 Majestic as lone ruins reared of old ... My eyes a…

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1908 · PDF PAGE 6

Amphora

Prologue OTHER and maiden ! on the natal night Embowered in bliss of roses red and white, Westward three Magi move to minister To Him with gold and frankincense and myrrh. Those Pagans gazing on the Heavenly Host Were blest of FATHER, SON, and HOLY GHOST ; And me, though I be as an heathen Mage, Thou wilt accept in this my pious page. M

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1910 · PDF PAGE 195

The Winged Beetle

…EMIA. Come to his mummy, then ! CARR. You’re not my mummy ! That’s what I complain of ; you always treat me as a Cheops, ever since that night on the Great Pyramid ! EUPHEMIA. [Hides her head in his bosom.] Oh shame, shame ! CARR. Not a bit of it ! Think of the infinite clearness of the night— “ The magical green of the sunset, The magical blue of the Nile.” The rising of the great globed moon—the stars starting from their fastnesses like sentries on the alarm—the isolation of our stance upon the summit—the faery dis- tance of Cairo and its spe…

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1911 · PDF PAGE 249

The Equinox (Volume I, Number V)

…er Leo, a god has whispered in mine ear: it is folly—folly—folly. LEO. The sun will be obscured in a moment: and no pilgrims can come to.night. ARIES. Νο pilgrims can come to-night. LEO. There will be no more sacrifice. ARIES. There will be no more sacrifice. [SATAN—TYPHON, SCORPIO—APOPI-IIS, am! BESZ 6771'67' silent/y in ῤγσσεπίσπ. The [ig/zl grows maium/wil)! dimmer] ARIEs. Hail, brethren! Ye are come to adore the splen— dour οί the sun? SATAN-TYPHON. We are come to sacrifice. ARIES. What are the offerings? י131252? Dancing. SCORPIO-APOPHIS. Mus…

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1911 · PDF PAGE 249

The Equinox (Volume I, Number VI)

…er Leo, a god has whispered in mine ear: it is folly—folly—folly. LEO. The sun will be obscured in a moment: and no pilgrims can come to.night. ARIES. Νο pilgrims can come to-night. LEO. There will be no more sacrifice. ARIES. There will be no more sacrifice. [SATAN—TYPHON, SCORPIO—APOPI-IIS, am! BESZ 6771'67' silent/y in ῤγσσεπίσπ. The [ig/zl grows maium/wil)! dimmer] ARIEs. Hail, brethren! Ye are come to adore the splen— dour οί the sun? SATAN-TYPHON. We are come to sacrifice. ARIES. What are the offerings? י131252? Dancing. SCORPIO-APOPHIS. Mus…

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1911 · PDF PAGE 6

Hail Mary

Prologue OTHER and maiden ! on the natal night Embowered in bliss of roses red and white, Westward three Magi move to minister To Him with gold and frankincense and myrrh. Those Pagans gazing on the Heavenly Host Were blest of FATHER, SON, and HOLY GHOST ; And me, though I be as an heathen Mage, Thou wilt accept in this my pious page. M

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1912 · PDF PAGE 97

Mortadello

…rfume in my breast. MORTADELLO. Ha ! did Orlando sin with you ? I guessed aright. MONICA. Have you no wage to win ? Day’s wont to follow night. MORTADELLO. Cynic as wanton. MONICA. Well ? Come, you are cold, you are cold ! MORTADELLO. She-devil sprung from hell ! Where is that bosom’s gold Of Magdalene ? —cold too ! MONICA. I envied her the bliss. Of her black love—and you ! Now, am I worth a kiss ? MORTADELLO. I have it in my mind to end with you outright. MONICA. And you yourself might find an end before to- night. MORTADELLO. Oh ! you are cu…

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1909 · PDF PAGE 19

Clouds Without Water

…ith brimming ardour of the new sin’s growth Till round us all the poisonous blossoms blow, And all the cruel things and hideous forms Of night awake and revel in our revel, While in us rage the devastating storms Whose dam is Luxury and their sire the devil... It is well seen, however things intend, The Gods have given for this — no happy end. XI Crown me with poppy and hibiscus! crown These brows with nightshade, monkshood and vervain! Let us anoint us with the unguents brown That waft our wizard bodies to the plain Where in the circle of unho…

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1912 · PDF PAGE 118

Mortadello

… and rushes out. 1ST MASK. We’ll follow ! ALESSANDRO. Touch him not ; the play’s half played. 2ND MASK. We are his shadows ! ALESSANDRO. Night shall fall. [The men follow MORTADELLO at full speed ZELINA. [Rising.] We are betrayed. Oh, but I’ll save him yet ! I see the pretty plot. I’ll find a finer fantasy ! LUCREZIA. [Rising and unveiling.] No, you shall not ! Here, for the dagger-stroke you struck—this to your heart ! And this across your face for luck—and this for art ! [She stabs her thrice. ZELINA. O devil ! We have slept and waked and pla…

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1922 · PDF PAGE 369

Diary of a Drug Fiend

…what I was doing with my material, the laws of mechanics. “‘ I discovered my will four days ago,” she said very seriously. ‘‘ It was the night that you and Big Lion climbed Deep Ghyll and took so long over Professor’s Chimney, that you missed the champagne dinner.” “ Yes, yes,’”’ I said impatiently, ‘‘ and what was it ? ” She put her hands behind her back and bent her head. Her eyelids closed over her long slanting eyes, and her red, snaky mouth began to work tremulously. “While you were asleep after tiffin,” she said, ‘‘ Big Lion took me up to…

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