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46 THE BLOOD-LOTUS Their song is in my ears, that burn with their melodious wickedness ; But in her heart my sorceress has songs more sinful, that I learn As she sings slowly all their shame, and makes me tingle with delight At new debaucheries, whose might rekindles blood and bone to flame. The circle gathers. Negresses howl in the naked dance, and wheel On poinard-blades of poisoned steel, and weep out blood in agonies ; Strange beast and reptile writhe ; the song grows high and melancholy now ; The perfume savours every brow with lust unutte…
1905 · PDF PAGE 110
ON WAIKIKI BEACH UPHEAVED from Chaos, through the dark sea hurled, Through the cleft heart of the amazèd sea, Sprang, ’mid deep thunderous throats of majesty, Titanic, in the waking of the world ; Sprang, one vast mass of spume and molten fire, Lava, tremendous waves of earth ; sprang higher Than the sea’s crest volcano-torn, to be Written in Cyclopean charactery, Hawaii. Here she stands Queen of all laughter’s lands That dance for dawn, lie tranced in leisured noon, Dreaming through day towards night, Craving the perfumed light Of the stars lu…
1906 · PDF PAGE 52
(Low too for cunning, like enough!) your lips, A scarlet splash of murder. From them drips This heart’s blood; you have fed your fill on me. I am exhaust, a pale, wan phantom floating Aimless in air, than which I am thinner. You I see, more brilliant, of that sanguine hue (If anything be true that I can see). Full fed; you smile, a smile obscenely gloating On the voluptuous wreck your lust hath wrought. See the loose languor of precipitate thought These versicles exhale! How rude the rime! There is no melody; the tune and time Are broken. Thirt…
1906 · PDF PAGE 84
…wife; His death-songs are the love-songs that you sung! Ah! Sweet, I love you as I see him stagger On with hell’s worm a-nuzzling to his heart, With your last letter, like a poisoned dagger, Biting his blood, burning his bones apart. Ah! Sweet, each kiss I drink from you is warm With the dear life-blood of a man—a man! The scent of murder lures me, like a charm Tied by some subtlety Canidian. Ay! as you suck my life out into bliss, Its holier joy is in the deadlier thirst That drank his life out into the abyss Of torture endless, endless and ac…
1913 · PDF PAGE 105
…phodel Or climb the blue and barren hills , Or sing in woods that smell With such hot spices of the South As mariners might sell Then my heart turns where no sun burns , To lands of glittering rain , To fields beneath low - clouded skies New - widowed of their grain , And Autumn leaves like blood and gold That strew a Gloucester lane . Oh well I know sweet Hellas now , And well I knew it then , When I with starry lads walked out But ah, for home again ! Was I not bred in Gloucestershire , One of the Englishmen ! 86
1907 · PDF PAGE 140
…beauty and I Are of old even so As lover and lover. Come forth! I invoke thee ! the hills are aglow. THE SNOW. Bright breasts I uncover, Heart's heart to thy gaze ; O lyre of my lover, I know thee, thy praise.
1905 · PDF PAGE 55
50 TRANSLATIONS FROM BAUDELAIRE Seed of Abel, love and swarm ! So thy gold shall also grow. Seed of Cain, heart over-warm, Guard thy lust and crush it low ! Seed of Abel, grow, well-faring Like the bugs in forest beats ! Seed of Cain, at bay, despairing, Throw thy children on the streets ! II Seed of Abel, carrion Shall make fat the smoking soil. Seed of Cain, on thee has none Laid sufficient woes of toil. Seed of Abel, this thy shame— To the boar-spear yields the sword. Seed of Cain, to heaven flame, And to earth cast Heaven’s Lord ! THE LITAN…
1913 · PDF PAGE 177
…rden of lost delight : Ah! youth, so slim and white, The one sure blossom uncloses: When thou art lying still and dead, it blooms in the heart of the night. Shattered the golden sword in the great bronze hands of the old Hermaphrodite of the ages | O youth, so sad and wise, Shattered the strong hilt lies; The great bronze god for wages Has a hilt of gold, and eyes of gold, Beneath the sunless skies. Yet it were well to have been Idle and young and tender, Ignorantly and idly wise, disdainful in the dawn, Sweetest of all the green And gold that …
1913 · PDF PAGE 177
…rden of lost delight : Ah! youth, so slim and white, The one sure blossom uncloses: When thou art lying still and dead, it blooms in the heart of the night. Shattered the golden sword in the great bronze hands of the old Hermaphrodite of the ages | O youth, so sad and wise, Shattered the strong hilt lies; The great bronze god for wages Has a hilt of gold, and eyes of gold, Beneath the sunless skies. Yet it were well to have been Idle and young and tender, Ignorantly and idly wise, disdainful in the dawn, Sweetest of all the green And gold that …
1996 · PDF PAGE 52
…self-indulgence, social stress, overpopula tion, sex-antagonism. They show with Poincare’s1 precision that Jesus and Paul struck at the heart of hell when they proclaimed marriage a scourge, and offered the testimony of John and Timo thy to support the plea of Plato on behalf of psederastic passion. Out of the Court there slunk Mark Antony, his toga to his face, one of the legion of lost souls that woman had withered; behind him groped blind Samson, disinherited Adam, feeling his way along the table where they had piled countless papyri writ …
1903 · PDF PAGE 64
…e sea’s perfume Might shelter love in some wave-carven tomb. But Maytime shone in us ; with words of art I drew her down reluctant to my heart, When night was silence and my bed the gloom. So without sin we took strange sacrament, Whose wine was kisses, and whose bread the flower Of fast and fervent cleaving breast to breast. As lily bends to lily we were bent, Not as mere man to woman : all the dower Of martyred Virgins crowned our dangerous quest. 44
1904 · PDF PAGE 55
…o wed. We are small men, the world is vast ; With our desires God is not fed. Some wield gold swords, or steel, or lead ; Some lose good heart, lay weapons by. Each lies in his own self-made bed. The time is come to say Good-bye. May God defend us from the blast, And smooth our path, and keep our head ! Be with us when we stand aghast, And quicken Faith when Hope has bled. 43
1904 · PDF PAGE 23
…5 Before that glittering woof the Sun Shrinks back abashed in shame, The splendour of the shining one, One torrent-fleece of flame! What heart may think, what tongue may sing The glory of the golden thing? About the grove the scorpion coils Inextricably wind Within the wood’s exceeding toils, The shadow hot and blind; There lurk his serpent sorceries, The guardian of the Golden Fleece. The dragon lifts his nostrils wide And jets a spout of fire; The warrior questing turns aside, Not daring to desire; And Madness born of Ares lurks Behind the wo…
1905 · PDF PAGE 8
…e bleeding flesh apart ! See ye all my hellish grin While the straining vitals smart. Never mind ! Go in and win, Till you reach my gory heart !
1913 · PDF PAGE 50
RICHARD BUXTON . SONNET. DEAREST, if the touch of common things Can taint our love or wither , let it die . The fre' est hearted lark that soars and sings Soon after dawn amid a dew - brushed sky Takes song from love and knows well where love lies , Hid in the grass ," the dear domestic nest , The secret , splendid , common paradise . The strangest joys are not the loveliest : Passion far - sought is dead when it is found , But love that 's born of intimate common things Cries with a voice of splendour , with a sound That over stranger feeling …
1907 · PDF PAGE 38
…ped this! A cruel fool am I; I took an honied kiss ; I revelled in true bliss ; Yet never thought to try A keepsake to obtain To wear my heart upon. Now God is great and gracious; Iere’s medicine for my pain. She has left it; she has gone! How sweet the air and spacious ! I am happy—let me see! I guess some verse inspired By all her soul desired, Purity, love, well-being—ay ! and me: [He opens the note, reads :— ‘To love you, Love, is all my happiness ; To kill you with my kisses ; to devour Your whole ripe beauty in the perfect hour That mingl…
1899 · PDF PAGE 181
…eeping, Hard to be won. So with my fairy white maiden (you hear me ?) . Winter may yet pass away ; Spring may arrive, (will it find your heart near me?) Summer may stay. Passionate roses I seek not, whose glories Now are too fierce for the spring, While the white flames of the frost flake that hoar is Flicker, on wing.
1910 · PDF PAGE 180
170 IN MANU DOMINÆ She watches every twinge that wrings The heart of the struggling sacrifice, Lest she should lose the joy that stings, The furies that entice. Slower and firmer and steadier ! Relentless, ruthless, still she sways ; And the snake-cold stealth and hate of her Flash in the jewels, and bite, and blaze ; While the mystic hand, her minister, Moves in its fatal ways. The victim twists and writhes beneath The scornful spell, the giant grip. He rolls his eyes, he grinds his teeth Like a slave under the whip ; And his tortured groans c…
1913 · PDF PAGE 76
…uick and clear . We know the dance that hails the golden pinions The sun waves over an awakening earth ; We know the joy that floods the heart 's dominions At true love 's birth . Even so, the mists that roll o' er earth are riven , The spirit flashes forth from mortal sight , And , flaming through the viewless space , is given A robe of light . As when the conqueror Christ burst forth of prison And triumph woke the thunder of the spheres , So broke the soul , as newly re - arisen Beyond the years . 57
1913 · PDF PAGE 128
…s is known on earth , To parents who a child have slain Before or after birth . The devil doesn 't know the cramp That settles round the heart, When yesterday was a hopeless tramp For work , and it's time to start ; In morning fog, or morning sun , You wake the silent street , And a crust of bread or stony bun Is all you have to eat . 109