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Page 47 of 1121899 · PDF PAGE 139
…is palace that he built of running brooks and trees and buds and the sound of the sea, and all the lights of heaven to window it. [Esmés eyes open.] Esmé! you must wake up and kiss father! ESME [half awake}. He sang to me all night, not his voice only, but a deeper voice that I understood so well as I never understood, a voice like his poem, only more beautiful even than that, and I can’t remember one word, only that he kissed me all the night; and there was as it were a vapour, an incense- cloud, about me, and I could not see—and I am so happy…
1899 · PDF PAGE 75
…for her grace, a raptured worshipper, Where but a moment earlier had he striven A sacrilegious robber. And all heaven Seemed open to his eyes as she looked down Into their love, half smiling, with a frown Coquetting with her forehead. Then a change,
1910 · PDF PAGE 52
…To drive me, laughing lion, into the wanton wild ! XXV This child hath not one hair upon his head, But he hath wings instead of ears. No eyes hath he, but all his light is shed Within him on the ordered spheres Of nature that he hideth ; and in stead Of mouth he hath One minute point of jet ; silence, the lightning path ! XXVI Also his nostrils are shut up ; for he Hath not the need of any breath ; Nor can the curtain of eternity Cover that head with life or death So all his body, a slim almond tree, Knoweth nor bough Nor branch nor twig nor bu…
1913 · PDF PAGE 100
…onse of slumberous antiphonies. 1st Semi-chorus. Night is nigh; the velvet veil Drawn on day the faery-frail ! Sleep, O sleep, our angel eyes Woo thy kiss with symphonies Hushed to lowlier lullabies| 2nd Semi-chorus. Brethren, was the battle long? All’s assuaged for evensong. Here the God is in his shrine: Here the golden Bough divine; Here the dove incarnadinel! 1st Semi-chorus. Dream shall hint what manifold Mystery our life may hold. 2nd Semé-chorus. Dreamless sleep shall arm the fray Fated for the future day. JOANNA [Within]. Here is corn! …
1913 · PDF PAGE 100
…onse of slumberous antiphonies. 1st Semi-chorus. Night is nigh; the velvet veil Drawn on day the faery-frail ! Sleep, O sleep, our angel eyes Woo thy kiss with symphonies Hushed to lowlier lullabies| 2nd Semi-chorus. Brethren, was the battle long? All’s assuaged for evensong. Here the God is in his shrine: Here the golden Bough divine; Here the dove incarnadinel! 1st Semi-chorus. Dream shall hint what manifold Mystery our life may hold. 2nd Semé-chorus. Dreamless sleep shall arm the fray Fated for the future day. JOANNA [Within]. Here is corn! …
1922 · PDF PAGE 169
… Brazen shame like a flame, An orgy of pregnant pollution With hate beyond aim or name— Orgasm, death, dissolution! Know you now why her eyes So fearfully glaze, beholding Terrors and infamies Like filthy flowers unfolding? Laughter widowed of ease, Agony barred from sadness, Death defeated of peace, Is she not madness ? She waits for me, lazily leering, As moon goes murdering moon ; The moon of her triumph is nearing ; She will have me wholly soon.
1928 · PDF PAGE 40
…l into the personality of each. For him alone all houses are to let: and if certain places seem to be closed to him it is because in his eyes they are not worth the trouble of being visited. The solitary and pensive stroller draws a singular intoxication from this universal com-
1929 · PDF PAGE 420
…ir is black, but her complexion pale. Lucrezia is a tall, robust and buxom woman of thirty-five years old. Her hair is of fine gold, her eyes of pale blue and her complexion fair and rosy. Zelina is small and plump. her hair is brown, and her age nine and twenty, though she looks older. Monica is of medium height, very thin and serpent-like, her hair black and crisp; her features like Madonna's. Her eyes are extraordinarily black, keen and piercing. Her age is twenty. Her hands and feet are very small and white, her complexion like fine porcela…
1905 · PDF PAGE 185
178 THE TEMPLE OF THE HOLY GHOST SIDONIA THE SORCERESS.! SIDONIA the Sorceress ! I revel in her amber skin, Dream in her eyes and die in her caress. She is for me the avatar of sin, Sidonia the Sorceress. The one unpardonable wickedness, Strange serpent-blasphemies, are curled within The heart of her Hell gives me to possess. Her hair is fastened with a dagger thin ; A dead man’s heart is woven with each tress. I murdered Christ before my lips could win Sidonia the Sorceress. THE GROWTH OF GOD. (AS DEVELOPED ON A MOONLESS NIGHT IN THE TROPICS.)…
1906 · PDF PAGE 72
… I care not: either way I understand. To me—to live is Christ ; to die is gain: For I, I also, I shall come again. THE FIFTH DAY. ‘Thine eyes, sweet lady, have infected mine.” Richard Il. ALL thought of work is almost cast aside. I followed like a dog the way she went, Speaking but seldom, very well content To day-dream, oft imagining a bride, A wife, a lover, even a sister, tied By some soft bond of twinning: thus I blent A real joy with a brighter element Of fancy free to wander far and wide. For as I followed by the shore and bended Over her…
1907 · PDF PAGE 183
… of thy wolves! I hear The howling of the hounds about thy form, Who comest in the terror of thy storm, And night falls faster ere thine eyes appear Glittering through the mist. O face of woman unkissed Save by the dead whose love is taken ere they wist ! Thee, thee I call! Odire one! O divine! I, the sole mortal, seek thy deadly shrine, Pour the dark stream of blood, A sleepy and reluctant river Even as thou drawest, with thine eyes on mine, To me across the sense-bewildering flood That holds my soul for ever ! The night falls back ; The shado…
1901 · PDF PAGE 37
…Haggard and hateful, once again ; And taunted him. His bastard blood Quailed, but his violent soul withstood. He blenched, and then with eyes of flame, “ Who is on my side ? Who ? ” he said. Three eunuchs, passionless, grown tame, Grinned from behind her laughing head. “ Throw down that woman ! ” And my breath Caught as they flung her out to death. I think I died that moment. He, Foaming for vengeance and blood-lust, Laughed his coarse laugh of hideous glee. Her sweet bad body in the dust He trampled. Royal from the womb, A martyred murderess l…
1901 · PDF PAGE 121
…irlwinds of my mountain throne ! I charge your souls to go Unto the souls of men, and bid them rise Toward redemption, and the unsullied eyes. I charge you go and whisper unto men The solemn glories of your secret mind, Making them pure, and wise ; return ye then Unto your proper kind, Having thus offered water, blood, and tears, For the remission of our carrion years. So deepen all the mountains : even so The wandering shadows close upon the day ; The sunlight burns its fading ruby glow On the chaotic way. Night falls, and I must tread the diz…
1905 · PDF PAGE 80
…breast But wakes no joy therein, And all his kisses sharp and keen Bring only now desire of rest, Not their old rapture: the warm violet eyes Melt into sweet hot tears: subtler the sighs Are interfused of death ; And the bright looks grow duller, And fear is mingled with love's ecstasies Again, and all her breath Fails, and the shape and colour Fade, fail, are lost in the sepulchral seas. F! SI
1905 · PDF PAGE 19
…fection underlying ever The perfect happiness. Thou knowest that not in flesh Lies the fair fresh Delight of Love ; not in mere lips and eyes The secret of these bridal ecstasies, Since thou art everywhere, Rose of the World, Rose of the Uttermost Abode of Glory, Rose of the High Host Of heaven, mystic, rapturous Rose ! The extreme passion glows Deep in this breast ; thou knowest (and love knows) How every word awakes its own reward In a thought akin to thee, a shadow of thee ; And every tune evokes its musical Lord ; And every rhyme tingles an…
1911 · PDF PAGE 297
…ghter! Mourn, Ο Maenads, mourn! Surely your comfort is over: All we laugh at you lorn. Ours are the poppies and clover! Ο that mouth and eyes, Mischievous, male, alluring! O that twitch of the thighs, Dorian past enduring! Where is wisdom now? Where the sage and his doubt? Surely the sweat of the brow Hath driven the demon out. 119
1911 · PDF PAGE 297
…ghter! Mourn, Ο Maenads, mourn! Surely your comfort is over: All we laugh at you lorn. Ours are the poppies and clover! Ο that mouth and eyes, Mischievous, male, alluring! O that twitch of the thighs, Dorian past enduring! Where is wisdom now? Where the sage and his doubt? Surely the sweat of the brow Hath driven the demon out. 119
1913 · PDF PAGE 203
… shook for fear , He shook for love of his Mary dear . He loves her dear as she smiles to him , Poor Mary Ford , so plain and prim ; His eyes are all for Mary 's face , He longs for Mary 's still embrace ; He weeps and sighs and cannot move . And Mary comes to take her love . 184
1913 · PDF PAGE 211
…. The children wake ! The ebbing river ceased its drowsy flow , I saw the angel spread his sombre wings , And he was gone . Op ' ning my eyes , I saw Dim faces round me , and there the doctor Sitting stiffly , his fingers on my pulse ... * THAT TWO PERSONS CANNOT BE ONE . THE years have judgement given . They have done Slowly to death the hope that was in me That I could fuse my life with life of thee Such life was withered e' er it had begun . Yea , when we thought our bodies ' love had won Our very souls from longing to be free , And we were …
1913 · PDF PAGE 215
…e - tread the wayward path And bring back love to me , I never could be glad again Or light of heart , but yet I'd put my hands upon thy eyes And help thee to forget . 196