Rosa Mundi
…es grew to hours, And yet the beast, the fool, saw flowers And loved them, watched the moon rise, took delight In perfumes of the summer night,
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…es grew to hours, And yet the beast, the fool, saw flowers And loved them, watched the moon rise, took delight In perfumes of the summer night,
SIR PALAMEDES, THE SARACEN KNIGHT Ah! what conclusion subtly draws From out this chaos of mad laws? Am I, the effect, as I, the cause? Nay, the brain reels beneath its swell Of pompous thoughts. Enough to tell That He is known Unknowable!” Thus did that knightly Saracen In Cantabrig’s miasmal fen Lecture to many learned men. So clamorous was their applause— “His mind” (said they) “is free of flaws: The Veil of God is thin as gauze! ”— That almost they had dulled or drowned The laughter (in its belly bound) Of that dread Beast he had not found. …
SIR PALAMEDES, THE SARACEN KNIGHT Ah! what conclusion subtly draws From out this chaos of mad laws? Am I, the effect, as I, the cause? Nay, the brain reels beneath its swell Of pompous thoughts. Enough to tell That He is known Unknowable!” Thus did that knightly Saracen In Cantabrig’s miasmal fen Lecture to many learned men. So clamorous was their applause— “His mind” (said they) “is free of flaws: The Veil of God is thin as gauze! ”— That almost they had dulled or drowned The laughter (in its belly bound) Of that dread Beast he had not found. …
…to the East ! Song-bird and beast Wake and reply. Let me not die, Now, at the least ! Lord of the Light ! Queen of the dawn! Soul of the Night Hid and withdrawn ! Voice of the thunder ! Light of the levin ! I worship and wonder, O maker of Heaven! The night falls asunder; The darkness is riven ! Light, O eternal! Life, O diurnal ! Love, O withdrawn! Heart of my May, spring Far to Thy dawn ! God of the dayspring ! Sun on the lawn!
…y strand To pass a life of work, alone, unkind, To fight a way toward heaven, mute, desolate and blind. The dusty desert glimmers in the night, A solitary palm-tree shades the well ; I am alone, a weary eremite Striving the secrets of the stars to tell, And every blade of grass that makes the dell Is counted and divined by me, who stare With eyes half blinded by the fires of Hell That my wild brain imagines everywhere, Roaring and raging round with red infernal glare. The yellow sand toward the deep sky extends : A dusky mirage would confuse my…
…TY 79 And wonder why I should refuse To feel their buttocks on the sly, And kiss their genitals, and cry : “ Ah ! Ganymede, grant me one night ! ” This is the one sweet mystery : A strong man’s love is my delight ! To feel him clamber on me, laid Prone on the couch of lust and shame, To feel him force me like a maid And his great sword within me flame, His breath as hot and quick as fame ; To kiss him and to clasp him tight ; This is my joy without a name, A strong man’s love is my delight. To feel again his love grow grand Touched by the lango…
…old Of moving limbs and strange caresses, And deadly passion that possesses The magic ecstasy of these Mad maidens, tender as blue seas. Night spreads her yearning pinions, The baffled day sinks blind to sleep ; The evening breeze outswoons the sun’s Dead kisses to the swooning deep. Upsoars the moon ; the flashing steep Of heaven is fragrant for her feet ; The perfume of the grove is sweet As slumbering women furtive creep To bosoms where small kisses weep, And find in fervent dreams the kiss Most memoried of Artemis. Impenetrable pleasure die…
…eaming goal? Cover that shame with sweeter shame than this? MEDEA. Thou knowest that his vigil was to keep, Invoking all Olympus all the night, And then to yoke the oxen, and to plough The fearful furrow, sow the dreadful seed, Smite down the armies, and assuage the pest Of slime thrice coiled about the sacred grove.
…o pain , No swift emotion , no disdain , No pity ; but the boundless light Of the Eternal Love, unslain , Flows through me to redeem the night . Mine is a sad slow life ; but I , I would not gain release and die A moment ere my task be done . To falter now were treachery , I should not dare to greet the sun ! Yet in one hour I dare not hope, The mighty gate of Life may ope , And call me upwards to unite (Even my soul within the scope ) With That Unutterable Light. Steady of purpose , girt with Truth , I pass, in my eternal youth , And watch the…
…. Iam He that ever goeth, Being in myself the Way; Known, that yet no mortal knoweth, Shewn, that yet no mortal sheweth, I, the child of night and day. I am never-dying youth. Iam Love, and I am Truth. I am the creating Word, I the author of the zon ; None but I have ever heard Echo in the empyrean Plectron of the primal pzean! I am the eternal one Winged and white, the flowering rod, I the fountain of the sun, Very God of very God! Iam he that lifteth up Life, and flingeth it afar; I have filled the crystal cup; I have sealed the silver star. …
…n inexhaustible romance|! Blush of love’s dawn, bright bud That bloomed for my delight, First blossom of my blood, Burn in that blood to-night!
…. Iam He that ever goeth, Being in myself the Way; Known, that yet no mortal knoweth, Shewn, that yet no mortal sheweth, I, the child of night and day. I am never-dying youth. Iam Love, and I am Truth. I am the creating Word, I the author of the zon ; None but I have ever heard Echo in the empyrean Plectron of the primal pzean! I am the eternal one Winged and white, the flowering rod, I the fountain of the sun, Very God of very God! Iam he that lifteth up Life, and flingeth it afar; I have filled the crystal cup; I have sealed the silver star. …
…n inexhaustible romance|! Blush of love’s dawn, bright bud That bloomed for my delight, First blossom of my blood, Burn in that blood to-night!
THE COURT OF THE PROFANE 175 The song of stars ; the wail Of women wild and pale, Forlorn and not forsaken ; The tremulous nightingale ; The waters wan that fail By frost-love overtaken, Make sacred all the valley ; And softly, musically, The breezes lull and rally; The pine stirs and is shaken. Beneath whose sombre shade I hold a lazy maid In chaste arms and too tender. Lo! she is fair ! God said : And saw through the deep glade How sweet she was and slender. But I—could I behold her Curved shapeliness of shoulder? I, whose strong arms enfold …
LIBER TERTIUS VEL LABORIS 199 ALECTO. Hate and fear Leave not for long that bosom. TISIPHONE. Now away ! Back from this night more splendid than our day! MEGZERA. We may not drag him down this chance. ALECTO. Despair Not, O my sisters! TISIPHONE. The next suppliant’s prayer Rejected— MEGAERA. Come, my sisters, we'll be there. HADES. Well, be it so. O wizard, by this strength Thou hast availed in deepest Hell at length. I grant thy prayer. Eurydice be given To the sweet light and pleasant air of heaven ! Even on this wise. With Hermes for a guid…
…rpalas dd Seipddos pdvy6’, & Gctsv xopordi bvat Sorx. 4j. THRILL with lissome lust of the light, Oman! My man! Come careering out of the night Of Pan! Io Pan! Io Pan! Io Pan! Come over the sea From Sicily and from Arcady! Roaming as Bacchus, with fawns and pards And nymphs and satyrs for thy guards, On a milk-white ass, come over the sea To me, to me, Come with Apollo in bridal dress (Shepherdess and pythoness) Come with Artemis, silken shod, And wash thy white thigh, beautiful God, In the moon of the woods, on the marble mount, The dimpled daw…
…ed the mountains, that eternal ice Might be thy chiefest witness, and who wove The myriad atoms of Infinitude Into the solid tapestry of night, And gave the sun his heat, and bade him kiss 17
…n secrecy, They come, they gather, and they ride, to bear Destruction and disorder and desire ; They cling to him who braves the gale of night, And mock his might ; They rush upon him like a wave, and break In fiery foam against him, and they shake Life in its citadel, They open Hell To let the Furies and the Fates spring forth On their wild chargers of the icy North To quench the holy lamp. His spirit and his life within him quail, And all the armaments of sin assail With deadly tramp, And swordless fury that devours and bites And tears and cl…
68 JEPHTHAH. Remembering He hath surely sworn : Toward the night, toward the dawn ! Behold the moon that fails above, The stars that pale before the sun! How far, those figures light as love - . That laughing to the mountains run! Behold the flames of hair that leap Above her forehead mild and deep! She turns to bless her people still : So, passes to the golden gate Where snow burns fragrant on the hill, Where for her step those fountains wait Of light and brilliance that shall rise To greet her beauty lover-wise. The silver west fades fast, th…
… And bid their horrid carnival be done, And smite beneath In their cold gasping valleys, and bid light Break the battalions of the angry night. That sword that smote from Heaven was so keen, Its silver blade No angel’s sight, no fairy’s eye hath seen, No tender maid With subtle insight may behold its sheen With light inlaid ; But God, who forged it, breathed upon its point, And His pure unction did the hilt anoint. Within the poet’s hand he laid the sword : With reverent ear The poet listened to His word Cleansed through of fear. The brightness…