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1905 · PDF PAGE 63

Collected Works (Vol. I)

…f words I have driven the| pulse of the sea. | There steals through my coldness a fire, Between my slow words is a sword, One lit by the heart of desire, One sharp in the hand of the Lord; To these that sink, sleep, and expire, your welcome accord, With wrath or repose for its raiment Your power, like a pyramid, stands; My love, with no claim, as a claimant Came seeking out truthin the sands, Found truth, and must placein poor payment this bookin your hands.

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1913 · PDF PAGE 31

Cambridge Poets 1900–1913

…nd let the jewels stream Between his fingers , till, in that domain Utopian , Truth and Fear became a dream , And he took comfort to his heart again . EXODUS . W E served him with the sweat of many years , W Squandered our youth in labour in his fields , Our backs were bowed beneath the heavy yields That swelled his coffers , and our wage was tears . Then was it that I learnt to hate the sun , And that the golden fountains of the East Became a sign of servitude increased . Each morn I felt their flaming glory run 12

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1905 · PDF PAGE 257

Collected Works (Vol. I)

TANNHAUSER 250 WOLFRAM. That is the subject next his heart, no doubt ! [ Laughter. HERALD. Lord Bertram ! BERTRAM. I shall sing in other key. [Szzys. He is the equal of the gods, my queen, He crowned and chosen out of men, Who sits beside thee, sees Love's laughing ecstasies Flame in thy face, and alter then To the low light of passion dimly seen In shaded woods and dells, Love’s wide demesne. But me! I burn with love! My lips are wan ! Thy face is turned—I flame! I melt! I fall! My heart is chilled and dark; My soul’s ethereal spark Is dulled …

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1899 · PDF PAGE 51

Jephthah and Other Mysteries

…know you, in the desert where I dwelt I had strange store of books obscure ; books written Not openly for fools, but inwardly Toward the heart of wise men. And myself Studied no little while upon these things, And, seeking ever solitude, I went Nightly upon a rock that stood alone Threatening the sandy wilderness, and prayed. Where many visions came before mine eyes So strange—these eyes have started from my head, And every hair, grown fearful, like a steed Reared in its frenzy ; see, these lips of mine Have blanched, these nails have bitten th…

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1901 · PDF PAGE 18

The Mother’s Tragedy

…eginning of our talk. MADELINE. Say on! CORA, meaningly. Much less you understand the love I bear To Ulric! MADELINE gzves a little cry. Heart of Christ! it cannot be! | CORA. No, child; I tricked you. Is your secret out ?

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1902 · PDF PAGE 25

Tannhäuser

This were my grierdon : to fade utterly Into the rose-heart of that sangxiine vase, And lose my purpose in its silent sea, And lose my life, and find my life, and pass Up to the sea that is as molten glass. I mind me of that old Egyptian, Met where Aurora streamed her rainbow hair, Who called me from the quest. An holy man ! A crown of light scintillant in the air Shone over him : he bade me not despair. " The Blood of the Osiris " was his word : (Meaning the Christ?) "The life, the tears, the tomb ! " The Love of I sis is its name ! " (I heard…

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1902 · PDF PAGE 26

Tannhäuser

" Thus," riddled he, " thy heart shall know its Peace ! " Let be ! I ride upon the sand instead, Look to the Cross, whereon I take mine ease ! Let be ! Just so the Roman soldier said. Esaias ? He is dead— as I am dead ! What was his symbol and his riddle's key ? Go, seek the stars and count them and explore! Go, sift the sands beyond a starless sea ! So, find an answer where the dismal shore Of time beats back eternity ! No more ! Let me ride on more hastily than this. That so my body may be tired of me. And fling me to the old forgetful kiss. …

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1905 · PDF PAGE 180

Oracles

…after one. The hill—shall they numb her ? Their frost overcome her ? Demand of the sun ! That uttermost death of my lady Revealed in the heart of the range Is as light in the groves long shady As peace in the halls of change. The web of the world is rended ; Stayed are the causal mills ; Time is ended ; space unextended. And end of the hills !

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1910 · PDF PAGE 412

The Equinox (Volume I, Number III)

…O gates of Camelot! See, he swoops Down on the prey! The life-blood pours: The poison works : the breath implores Its livelong debt from heart and brain. Alas! poor stag, thy day is done! The gallant lungs gasp loud in vain: Thy life is spilt upon the plain. Sir Palamede is stricken numb As one who, gazing on the sun, Sees blackness gather. Blank and dumb, The good knight sees a thin breath come Out of his proper mouth, and dart Over the plain : he seeth it Sure by some black magician art Shape ever closer like an hart:

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1910 · PDF PAGE 412

The Equinox (Volume I, Number IV)

…O gates of Camelot! See, he swoops Down on the prey! The life-blood pours: The poison works : the breath implores Its livelong debt from heart and brain. Alas! poor stag, thy day is done! The gallant lungs gasp loud in vain: Thy life is spilt upon the plain. Sir Palamede is stricken numb As one who, gazing on the sun, Sees blackness gather. Blank and dumb, The good knight sees a thin breath come Out of his proper mouth, and dart Over the plain : he seeth it Sure by some black magician art Shape ever closer like an hart:

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1905 · PDF PAGE 166

Collected Works (Vol. I)

…ou speak of love! You must have guessed I meant to question you, And smoothed the passage to my modesty. CORA (wath better sorrow at her heart). You make me very glad. Yes, yes, indeed, Love is my meaning. Does it shame me much To talk so openly of love to you? But Iam old enough to be—to be-—— ULRIC (breaking right out). My wife! O Cora, I have loved you so! My heart is like a fountain of the sea. I burn, I tremble; in my veins there swims A torrid ecstasy of madness. Ah! Ah God! I kiss you, kiss you! O you faint! Swectheart, my passion overwh…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 169

Collected Works (Vol. I)

…ll eat me up. I, each evasion. To this wild passion. CORA. You cannot guess the horror that you speak. I tell you, if I know your golden heart, This detestation of yourself shall cry The cry of CEdipus—“‘ I have profaned 23 ULRIC., What sphinx more cruel? What new - CEdipus? You riddle, Cora, and it breaks my heart. [He seks exhausted. (Rallying.) By God, I swear to you no lie shall keep Its Dead Sea bar against our marrying. CORA. The truth! Thetruth! The truth! Iam indeed That whoreI told you. That makes nothing here. I am the mother of thy b…

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1899 · PDF PAGE 202

Jephthah and Other Mysteries

…sign that sun will break again, And force the clouds to yield their rapid rain, And utterly absorb our misery. Dull as the day is, in my heart I feel An anguish, chill and adamant as steel, And, like a mist of poison, heavily On my whole soul, bound down upon the wheel, _ There comes a spectre, dead, whose name is Fear. Ah God, he comes so near! In the pale fear of Death I have no share. I am through Love triumphant over him ; I almost yearn toward the stooping brim, And fledge the wings my soul is given to wear, And float in sunlight to the do…

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1901 · PDF PAGE 11

The Mother’s Tragedy

…ost formidable Night, Gathered its garments, drew itself apart, Gaunt limbs appear athwart the coprolite Veil of deep agony, display the heart; Even as a gloomy sea, Wherein dead fishes be, Poisonous things, nameless; the eightfold Fear, Misshapen crab and worm, The intolerable sperm, Lewd dragons slime-built stagnant, the foul mere Crawled, moved, gave tongue, The essential soul of dung That lived and stung; That spoke: no word that living head may hear. Even as a veil imaging Beauty’s eyes Behind, lifted, lets flash the maiden face; So that d…

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1901 · PDF PAGE 140

The Soul of Osiris

…, worship, will, and comprehend. O Mother Nephthys, fill me up Thine own perfection’s deadly cup ! My aspiration quails within me ; “ My heart is fixed,” in vain I cry ; The little loves and whispers win me : “ Eli, lama sabacthani ! ” O Chomse, moon-god, grant thy boon, The silver pathway of the moon ! Beyond the Glory of the Dawn, Beyond the Splendour of the Sun, Thy secret Spirit is withdrawn, The plumes of the Concealéd One. Amoun ! upon the Cross I cry, I am Osiris, even I ! O Thou ! the All, the many-named, The One in many manifest !

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1902 · PDF PAGE 24

Tannhäuser

…ot " was"), and is the Last (Not " will be "). Then why travel ? To what end? What is the symbol I am set to find ? What is that burning heart of blood to spend Caught in a sunset with the night behind, The Grail of God ? I would that I were blind ! I would that I were desolate and dumb, Naked and poor ! That He might manifest A crimson glory subtly caught and come, An opal crucible of Alkahest ! And yet—what gain of vital gold expressed ? 22

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1910 · PDF PAGE 49

The Equinox (Volume I, Number III)

…ay not our mouths meet, madden, mix, melt in the starlight of a kiss? EI Arabi! There by the palms, the desert’s edge, I drew thee to my heart and held Thy shy slim beauty for a splendid second; and fell moaning back, Smitten by Love’s forked flashing rod—as if the uprooted mandrake yelled! As if I had seen God, and died! I thirst! I writhe upon the rack! El Arabi! El Arabi! It is not love! I am compelled By some fierce fate, a vulture poised, heaven’s single ominous speck of black. E] Arabi! 37

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1910 · PDF PAGE 49

The Equinox (Volume I, Number IV)

…ay not our mouths meet, madden, mix, melt in the starlight of a kiss? EI Arabi! There by the palms, the desert’s edge, I drew thee to my heart and held Thy shy slim beauty for a splendid second; and fell moaning back, Smitten by Love’s forked flashing rod—as if the uprooted mandrake yelled! As if I had seen God, and died! I thirst! I writhe upon the rack! El Arabi! El Arabi! It is not love! I am compelled By some fierce fate, a vulture poised, heaven’s single ominous speck of black. E] Arabi! 37

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1913 · PDF PAGE 136

Cambridge Poets 1900–1913

H . O. Meredith . I cried in ecstasy “ Rejoice , Ye daughters and ye sons of men , Lift up your heart, lift up your voice, Do ye not hear the measured strain , That penetrates and interweaves Sand of the sea and earthy clod , Which fruit and flower , grass and leaves Pour forth unceasingly to God ? The hills are ordered in due ranks , The stars depart not from their course , The mighty rivers keep their banks Strength of the land and ocean - force Swing to each other equipoised , The space each yields to each restored , Hear ye not in their mar…

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1913 · PDF PAGE 51

The Equinox (Volume I, Number IX)

…s no difference. . Help me, o warrior lord of Thebes, in my unveiling before the Children of men! 6. Be thou Hadit, my secret centre, my heart & my tongue|! 7. Behold! it is revealed by Aiwass the minister of Hoor- paar-kraat. 8. The Khabs is in the Khu, not the Khu in the Khabs. 9. Worship then the Khabs, and behold my light shed over you! 1o. Let my servants be few & secret: they shall rule the many & the known. 11. These are fools that men adore; both their Gods & their men are fools. 12. Come forth, o children, under the stars, & take your …

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