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Page 64 of 1281910 · PDF PAGE 344
…e, Thy breath the warm essence of myrtle, the fragrance of pine, The languorous smoke of a temple obscene yet divine, Which gladdens the soul of a god in his passionate ire. So silent those nights, I could fancy the uttermost deep Engulfed us for ever,—for ever in silence to keep The tale of our wooing: till sweetly the murderous hours Had lulled us to rest; and the magical poison of flowers Had stolen our brains, and our eyelids were heavy with sleep. Ah love! They are banished, yet not so the strength of the spell Which holds both our beings …
1910 · PDF PAGE 344
…e, Thy breath the warm essence of myrtle, the fragrance of pine, The languorous smoke of a temple obscene yet divine, Which gladdens the soul of a god in his passionate ire. So silent those nights, I could fancy the uttermost deep Engulfed us for ever,—for ever in silence to keep The tale of our wooing: till sweetly the murderous hours Had lulled us to rest; and the magical poison of flowers Had stolen our brains, and our eyelids were heavy with sleep. Ah love! They are banished, yet not so the strength of the spell Which holds both our beings …
1910 · PDF PAGE 71
…ense, a miraculous sun, As the many are molten and mixed into one With the heat of its passion ; the one hath invaded The heights of its soul, and its laughter is braided With comets whose plumes are the galaxies Like winds on the night’s inaccessible seas. Oh master ! my master ! nay, bid me not ride To the heaven beyond heaven ; for I may not abide. I faint : I am frail : not a mortal may bear The invisible light, the abundance of air. I fail : I am sinking : O Thou, be my friend ! Bear me up ! Bear me up ! Bear me up to the end ! Now ! Now !…
1901 · PDF PAGE 40
…am moved: Both love, and both are worthy to be loved. Ah Fate! if thou hadst cast the dies Whence no appeal, in any other wise! I am the soul of the grim face of things; Mine are the Sphinx’s wings; Mine own life lives with this event! Yet even I, its very self, lament The execrable tyranny, The rayless misery Of this wild whirlpool sea of circumstance. Mine old eyes look askance: It is my punishment to dwell In mine own self-created hell. [CORA vushes in. MADELINE. What curse of God hath smitten you? I see Exceeding horror in abiding shape, Bl…
1905 · PDF PAGE 118
…as the night grows deeper, and no moon Stirs the black heaven, no star its cloud escapes, I sit and watch the fire : my musing drapes My soul in darker dreams ; the storm’s wild tune Rolls ever deeper in my shuddering swoon : Whereat I start, shudder, and pull together My mind. Why, surely it must be the hour ! My friend is coming through the wet wild weather Across the moor’s inhospitable heather To the old stately tower—my own dear tower. He will not fail me for a sudden shower ! My friend ! How often have I longed to see Again his gallant fi…
1905 · PDF PAGE 67
…moony radiance, in the light Of its immaculate eternity, Thy glorious vision ! O thou Starlight face, And crownèd diamond of my self and soul, Thou Queenly Angel of my Higher Will, Form in my spirit a more subtle fire Of God, that I may comprehend the more The sacred purity of thy divine Essence ! O Queen, O Goddess of my life, Light unbegotten, Scintillating spark Of the All-Self ! O holy, holy Spouse Of my most godlike thought, come forth ! I say, And manifest unto thy worshipper In more candescent fulgours ! Let the air Ring with the passion…
1905 · PDF PAGE 119
…ss how gladly to the door I rushed And flung it wide. Why ! no one’s there ! Arouse ! I am asleep. What horror came and crushed My whole soul’s life out as some shadow brushed My body and passed in ? All sense allows At last the fearful truth—This is the house ! This is my old house on the marsh, and here, Here is the terror of the distant sea Moaning, and here the wind that wails, the drear Groans like a ghost’s, the desolate house of fear Whence I fled once from my great enemy— This is the house ! O speechless misery ! Here the great silver c…
1913 · PDF PAGE 179
…m! Stay here with me! So, to this dream, this dream, I give Again the pulsing life I live: The faded sunset thrills the sweet Core of my soul ;—ah! nimble feet Grown old! Oh! autumn woodlands fraught With pensiveness of waking thought! The gray night gathers, soft and cold, The old dead dreams, dead dreams of old,— The cold, gray, windy breath of time, The old dead loves, the unsung rime : Autumn, the pale, gray, crispéd star, Virginal, golden nenuphar, Folden upon itself to sleep, To sleep and die, to wake and weep Soft silver tears of old des…
1913 · PDF PAGE 179
…m! Stay here with me! So, to this dream, this dream, I give Again the pulsing life I live: The faded sunset thrills the sweet Core of my soul ;—ah! nimble feet Grown old! Oh! autumn woodlands fraught With pensiveness of waking thought! The gray night gathers, soft and cold, The old dead dreams, dead dreams of old,— The cold, gray, windy breath of time, The old dead loves, the unsung rime : Autumn, the pale, gray, crispéd star, Virginal, golden nenuphar, Folden upon itself to sleep, To sleep and die, to wake and weep Soft silver tears of old des…
1905 · PDF PAGE 179
…rit glances In quick delight to hold her kiss ; The fuming air shimmers and dances ; The moonlight’s trembling ecstasies Swoon ; and her soul, as my soul, trances, Knowing no longer aught that is ; Only united, moving, mixed, A music infinitely fixed. Music that throbs, and soars, and burns, And breaks the possible, to dwell One moving monotone, nor turns, Making hell heaven, and heaven hell, The steady impossible song that yearns And brooks no mortal in its swell— This monotone immortal lips Make in our infinite eclipse ! Formless, above all s…
1906 · PDF PAGE 43
…what Voice rings the decree ? ‘“*For thee the women burn: the wine is cool: For thee the fresco and the fruit—thou fool ! This night thy soul shall be required of thee.!” THE HOUSE. A NIGHTMARE.! Written at Anuradhapura. I must be ready for my friend to-night. So, such pale flowers as winter bears bedeck The old oak walls: the wood-fire’s cheerful light . Flashes upon the fire-dogs silver-bright. Wood? why, the jetsam of yon broken wreck Where the white sea runs o’er the sandy neck That joins my island to the land when tides Run low. What curio…
1929 · PDF PAGE 77
…; only he wants to crown that with a gift to humanity such as has never yet been given. Suppose that you succeed, that you can attract a soul to you who will find a way to abolish poverty, or to cure cancer, or to — oh! surely you glow with vision, a thousand heights of human progress thrusting their sunlit snows through the clouds of doubt!" Lisa rose again to her feet, but her mood was no longer the same. She put her hands in Simon Iff's. "I think you're a very noble man," she said, "and it's an honour to work in such a cause." Cyril took her…
1898 · PDF PAGE 135
…h, Caught sword, bared breast, and hurled myself to die, But thy mad slaves attacked me. These I slew —So I half guess—the next thing my soul knew, I was alone and naked in my bed. The sword, snapped, on the floor, with hateful red Blotches of blood, and clots of bloody hair On its infernal steel. And unaware Of thy last gift I slept. I have it now, Thy gift from Hell’s door ! Would to God somehow
1901 · PDF PAGE 32
… the momentous horror of thy birth! [A pause. ULRIC. I would not urge my suit against that plea, But—I have known you, and your own pure soul Should cast no doubt against me—you have said ‘‘Rather we love such as the child of love; And pity—he is not unpitiful In this vile system ; and respect him too— He stands alone, the evidence of Strength!” You move your purpose with no bastardy ! Only you claim to speak the generous thought : For you I wait, for you, to offer love!
1901 · PDF PAGE 85
…rthly horror wove its serpent spell Against the Beauty of the World : I heard Desolate voices cry the doleful word “ Unready ! ” All the soul invisible Of that vast desert echoed, and concurred. The voices died in mystery away. I passed, confounded, lifeless as the clay, Somewhere I knew not. Many a dismal league Of various terror wove me its intrigue, And many a demon daunted : day by day Death dogged despair, and misery fatigue. Behold ! I came with haggard mien again Into the hall, and mingled with the train, A corpse amid the dancers. Then …
1902 · PDF PAGE 140
Out flames the miracle of life and love ! Out, out the lights ! Flame, flame, the rushing storm ! Darkness and death, and glory in my soul ! Swept, swept away are pope and cardinal, Palace and city ! There I lay beneath The golden roof of the eternal stars, Borne up on some irremeable sea That glowed with most internal brilliance ; Borne up, borne up by hands invisible Into a firmament of secret light Manifest, open, permeating me ! Then, then, I cried upon the mystic Word ! (That once begot in me the Venusberg) And lo ! that light was darkness…
1907 · PDF PAGE 13
…celdama . The Tale of Archais . Songs of the Spirit . Jezebel . An Appeal to the American People . Jephthah . The Mother's Tragedy . The Soul of Osiris . Carmen Saeculare . Tannhäuser . Berashith . Ahab . The God -Eater Alice . The Sword of Song . The Star and the Garter . The Argonauts . Goetia .
1905 · PDF PAGE 91
…iends! [Aside.] Stay—Is this a tempter voice that soothes _ My conscience? Art thou that Leviathan, Thou lipless monster, gnashing at my soul Abominable teeth? Art thou the fiend Whom I have seen in sleep, and waking served ? O horrible distortion of all truth That I must serve thee still! Yet—dare I speak, Those eyes upon me, torturing my soul And threatening revenge? Those fingers gross, Purple, and horrible, to blister me With infamous tearing at my throat. O Hell! - Vomit thy monsters forth in myriads To putrefy this fair green earth with b…
1905 · PDF PAGE 212
…wering flame that nods, Kissing the brows that bend, Uniting all earth’s periods To one exalted end. Still on the mystic Tree of Life My soul is crucified ; 4 Still strikes the sacrificial knife Where lurks some serpent-eyed Fear, passion, or man’s deadly wife Desire, the suicide ! Before me dwells the Holy One Anointed Beauty’s King ;° Behind me, mightier than the Sun, To whom the cherubs sing, A strong archangel,® known of none, Comes crowned and conquering. An angel stands on my right hand With strength of ocean’s wrath ;* Upon my left the f…
1905 · PDF PAGE 117
Let all the life and dream and death be done, And all the love and hate be woven in one, All things be broken of the winter winds, No soul stand up and look upon the sun! Save only mine !|—that my voice may confound The universe, and spell the mighty sound To shake all heaven and earth, to mingle hell In chaos, in some limitless profound ; That it may tear Olympus from its place, Mix it with Hades, change the Ocean space, _ Level the tides of time that sink and swell, And curse my very father to his face! O father, father Apollo, did I wrong Th…