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BOOKS IV \u00ad VIII<\/b><\/p>\n

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A<\/font> MAENAD<\/b> of the cycles of desire<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tAround a Light she must not dare to touch,<\/p>\n

Hastening towards a far-off unknown goal<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tEarth followed the endless journey of the Sun.<\/p>\n

A mind but half-awake in the swing of the void<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tOn the bosom of Inconscience dreamed out life<\/p>\n

And bore this finite world of thought and deed<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tAcross the immobile trance of the Infinite.<\/p>\n

A vast immutable silence with her ran:<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tPrisoner of speed upon a jewelled wheel,<\/p>\n

She communed with the mystic heart in Space.<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tAmid the ambiguous stillness of the stars<\/p>\n

She moved towards some undisclosed event<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tAnd her rhythm measured the long whirl of Time.<\/p>\n

In ceaseless motion round the purple rim<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tDay after day sped by like coloured spokes,<\/p>\n

And through a glamour of shifting hues of air<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tThe seasons drew in linked significant dance<\/p>\n

The symbol pageant of the changing year.<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tAcross the burning languor of the soil<\/p>\n

Paced Summer with his pomp of violent noons<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tAnd stamped his tyranny of torrid light<\/p>\n

And the blue seal of a great burnished sky.<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tNext through its fiery swoon or clotted knot<\/p>\n

Rain-tide burst in upon torn wings of heat,<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tStartled with lightnings air’s unquiet drowse,<\/p>\n

Lashed with life-giving streams the torpid soil,<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tOvercast with flare and sound and storm-winged dark<\/p>\n

The star-defended doors of heaven’s dim sleep,<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tOr from the gold eye of her paramour<\/p>\n

Covered with packed cloud-veils the earth’s brown face.<\/p>\n

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Armies of revolution crossed the time-field,<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tThe clouds’ unending march besieged the world,<\/p>\n

Tempests’ pronunciamentos claimed the sky<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tAnd thunder drums announced the embattled gods.<\/p>\n

A traveller from unquiet neighbouring seas,<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tThe dense-maned monsoon rode neighing through earth’s hours:<\/p>\n

Thick now the emissary javelins:<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tEnormous lightnings split the horizon’s rim<\/p>\n

And, hurled from the quarters as from contending camps,<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tMarried heaven’s edges steep and bare and blind:<\/p>\n

A surge and hiss and onset of huge rain,<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tThe long straight sleet-drift, clamours of winged storm-charge,<\/p>\n

Throngs of wind-faces, rushing of wind-feet<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tHurrying swept through the prone afflicted plains:<\/p>\n

Heaven’s waters trailed and dribbled through the drowned land.<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tThen all was a swift stride, a sibilant race,<\/p>\n

Or all was tempest’s shout and water’s fall.<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tA dimness sagged on the grey floor of day,<\/p>\n

Its dingy sprawling length joined morn to eve,<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tWallowing in sludge and shower it reached black dark.<\/p>\n

Day a half darkness wore as its dull dress.<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tLight looked into dawn’s tarnished glass and met<\/p>\n

Its own face there, twin to a half-lit night’s:<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tDownpour and drip and seeping mist swayed all<\/p>\n

And turned dry soil to bog and reeking mud:<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tEarth was a quagmire, heaven a dismal block.<\/p>\n

None saw through dank drenched weeks the dungeon sun.<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tEven when no turmoil vexed air’s sombre rest,<\/p>\n

Or a faint ray glimmered through weeping clouds<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tAs a sad smile gleams veiled by returning tears,<\/p>\n

All promised brightness failed at once denied<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tOr, soon condemned, died like a brief-lived hope.<\/p>\n

Then a last massive deluge thrashed dead mire<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tAnd a subsiding mutter left all still,<\/p>\n

Or only the muddy creep of sinking floods<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tOr only a whisper and green toss of trees.<\/p>\n

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Earth’s mood now changed; she lay in lulled repose,<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tThe hours went by with slow contented tread:<\/p>\n

A wide and tranquil air remembered peace,<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tEarth was the comrade of a happy sun.<\/p>\n

A calmness neared as of the approach of God,<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tA light of musing trance lit soil and sky<\/p>\n

And an identity and ecstasy<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tFilled meditation’s solitary heart.<\/p>\n

A dream loitered in the dumb mind of Space,<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tTime opened its chambers of felicity,<\/p>\n

An exaltation entered and a hope:<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tAn inmost self looked up to a heavenlier height,<\/p>\n

An inmost thought kindled a hidden flame<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tAnd the inner sight adored an unseen sun.<\/p>\n

Three thoughtful seasons passed with shining tread<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tAnd scanning one by one the pregnant hours<\/p>\n

Watched for a flame that lurked in luminous depths,<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tThe vigil of some mighty birth to come.<\/p>\n

Autumn led in the glory of her moons<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tAnd dreamed in the splendour of her lotus pools<\/p>\n

And Winter and Dew-time laid their calm cool hands<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tOn Nature’s bosom still in a half sleep<\/p>\n

And deepened with hues of lax and mellow ease<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tThe tranquil beauty of the waning year.<\/p>\n

Then Spring, an ardent lover, leaped through leaves<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tAnd caught the earth-bride in his eager clasp;<\/p>\n

His advent was a fire of irised hues,<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tHis arms were a circle of the arrival of joy.<\/p>\n

His voice was a call to the Transcendent’s sphere<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tWhose secret touch upon our mortal lives<\/p>\n

Keeps ever new the thrill that made the world,<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tRemoulds an ancient sweetness to new shapes<\/p>\n

And guards intact unchanged by death and Time<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tThe answer of our hearts to Nature’s charm<\/p>\n

And keeps for ever new, yet still the same,<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tThe throb that ever wakes to the old delight<\/p>\n

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And beauty and rapture and the joy to live.<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tHis coming brought the magic and the spell;<\/p>\n

At his touch life’s tired heart grew glad and young;<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tHe made joy a willing prisoner in her breast.<\/p>\n

His grasp was a young god’s upon earth’s limbs:<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tChanged by the passion of his divine outbreak<\/p>\n

He made her body beautiful with his kiss.<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tImpatient for felicity he came,<\/p>\n

High-fluting with the coil’s happy voice,<\/p>\n

His peacock turban trailing on the trees;<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tHis breath was a warm summons to delight,<\/p>\n

The dense voluptuous azure was his gaze.<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tA soft celestial urge surprised the blood<\/p>\n

Rich with the instinct of God’s sensuous joys;<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tRevealed in beauty, a cadence was abroad<\/p>\n

Insistent on the rapture-thrill in life:<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tImmortal movements touched the fleeting hours.<\/p>\n

A godlike packed intensity of sense<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tMade it a passionate pleasure even to breathe;<\/p>\n

All sights and voices wove a single charm.<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tThe life of the enchanted globe became<\/p>\n

A storm of sweetness and of light and song,<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tA revel of colour and of ecstasy,<\/p>\n

A hymn of rays, a litany of cries:<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tA strain of choral priestly music sang<\/p>\n

And, swung on the swaying censer of the trees,<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tA sacrifice of perfume filled the hours.<\/p>\n

Asocas burned in crimson spots of flame,<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tPure like the breath of an unstained desire<\/p>\n

White jasmines haunted the enamoured air,<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tPale mango-blossoms fed the liquid voice<\/p>\n

Of the love-maddened coil, and the brown bee<\/p>\n

Muttered in fragrance mid the honey-buds.<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tThe sunlight was a great god’s golden smile.<\/p>\n

All Nature was at beauty’s festival.<\/p>\n

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\n\t\t\tIn this high signal moment of the gods<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tAnswering earth’s yearning and her cry for bliss,<\/p>\n

A greatness from our other countries came.<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tA silence in the noise of earthly things<\/p>\n

Immutably revealed the secret Word,<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tA mightier influx filled the oblivious clay:<\/p>\n

A lamp was lit, a sacred image made.<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tA mediating ray had touched the earth<\/p>\n

Bridging the gulf between man’s mind and God’s;<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tIts brightness linked our transience to the Unknown.<\/p>\n

A spirit of its celestial source aware<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tTranslating heaven into a human shape<\/p>\n

Descended into earth’s imperfect mould<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tAnd wept not fallen to mortality,<\/p>\n

But looked on all with large and tranquil eyes.<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tOne had returned from the transcendent planes<\/p>\n

And bore anew the load of mortal breath,<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tWho had striven of old with our darkness and our pain;<\/p>\n

She took again her divine unfinished task:<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tSurvivor of death and the aeonic years,<\/p>\n

Once more with her fathomless heart she fronted Time.<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tAgain there was renewed, again revealed<\/p>\n

The ancient closeness by earth-vision veiled,<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tThe secret contact broken off in Time,<\/p>\n

A consanguinity of earth and heaven,<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tBetween the human portion toiling here<\/p>\n

And an as yet unborn and limitless Force.<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tAgain the mystic deep attempt began,<\/p>\n

The daring wager of the cosmic game.<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tFor since upon this blind and whirling globe<\/p>\n

Earth-plasm first quivered with the illumining mind<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tAnd life invaded the material sheath<\/p>\n

Afflicting Inconscience with the need to feel,<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tSince in Infinity’s silence woke a word,<\/p>\n

A Mother-wisdom works in Nature’s breast<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tTo pour delight on the heart of toil and want<\/p>\n

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And press perfection on life’s stumbling powers,<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tImpose heaven-sentience on the obscure abyss<\/p>\n

And make dumb Matter conscious of its God.<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tAlthough our fallen minds forget to climb,<\/p>\n

Although our human stuff resists or breaks,<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tShe keeps her will that hopes to divinise clay;<\/p>\n

Failure cannot repress, defeat o’erthrow;<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tTime cannot weary her nor the Void subdue,<\/p>\n

The ages have not made her passion less;<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tNo victory she admits of Death or Fate.<\/p>\n

Always she drives the soul to new attempt;<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tAlways her magical infinitude<\/p>\n

Forces to aspire the inert brute elements;<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tAs one who has all infinity to waste,<\/p>\n

She scatters the seed of the Eternal’s strength<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tOn a half-animate and crumbling mould,<\/p>\n

Plants heaven’s delight in the heart’s passionate mire,<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tPours godhead’s seekings into a bare beast frame,<\/p>\n

Hides immortality in a mask of death.<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tOnce more that Will put on an earthly shape.<\/p>\n

A Mind empowered from Truth’s immutable seat<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tWas framed for vision and interpreting act<\/p>\n

And instruments were sovereignly designed<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tTo express divinity in terrestrial signs.<\/p>\n

Outlined by the pressure of this new descent<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tA lovelier body formed than earth had known.<\/p>\n

As yet a prophecy only and a hint,<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tThe glowing arc of a charmed unseen whole,<\/p>\n

It came into the sky of mortal life<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tBright like the crescent horn of a gold moon<\/p>\n

Returning in a faint illumined eve.<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tAt first glimmering like an unshaped idea<\/p>\n

Passive she lay sheltered in wordless sleep,<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tInvolved and drowned in Matter’s giant trance,<\/p>\n

An infant heart of the deep-caved world-plan<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tIn cradle of divine inconscience rocked<\/p>\n

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\n\t\t\tBy the universal ecstasy of the suns.<\/p>\n

Some missioned Power in the half-wakened frame<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tNursed a transcendent birth’s dumb glorious seed<\/p>\n

For which this vivid tenement was made.<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tBut soon the link of soul with form grew sure;<\/p>\n

Flooded was the dim cave with slow conscient light,<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tThe seed grew into a delicate marvellous bud,<\/p>\n

The bud disclosed a great and heavenly bloom.<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tAt once she seemed to found a mightier race.<\/p>\n

Arrived upon the strange and dubious globe<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tThe child remembering inly a far home<\/p>\n

Lived guarded in her spirit’s luminous cell,<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tAlone mid men in her diviner kind.<\/p>\n

Even in her childish movements could be felt<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tThe nearness of a light still kept from earth,<\/p>\n

Feelings that only eternity could share,<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tThoughts natural and native to the gods.<\/p>\n

As needing nothing but its own rapt flight<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tHer nature dwelt in a strong separate air<\/p>\n

Like a strange bird with large rich-coloured breast<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tThat sojourns on a secret fruited bough,<\/p>\n

Lost in the emerald glory of the woods<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tOr flies above divine unreachable tops.<\/p>\n

Harmoniously she impressed the earth with heaven.<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tAligned to a swift rhythm of sheer delight<\/p>\n

And singing to themselves her days went by;<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tEach minute was a throb of beauty’s heart;<\/p>\n

The hours were tuned to a sweet-toned content<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tWhich asked for nothing, but took all life gave<\/p>\n

Sovereignly as her nature’s inborn right.<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tNear was her spirit to its parent Sun,<\/p>\n

The Breath within to the eternal joy.<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tThe first fair life that breaks from Nature’s swoon,<\/p>\n

Mounts in a line of rapture to the skies;<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tAbsorbed in its own happy urge it lives,<\/p>\n

Sufficient to itself, yet turned to all:<\/p>\n

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It has no seen communion with its world,<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tNo open converse with surrounding things.<\/p>\n

There is a oneness native and occult<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tThat needs no instruments and erects no form;<\/p>\n

In unison it grows with all that is.<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tAll contacts it assumes into its trance,<\/p>\n

Laugh-tossed consents to the wind’s kiss and takes<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tTransmutingly the shocks of sun and breeze:<\/p>\n

A blissful yearning riots in its leaves,<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tA magic passion trembles in its blooms,<\/p>\n

Its boughs aspire in hushed felicity.<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tAn occult godhead of this beauty is cause,<\/p>\n

The spirit and intimate guest of all this charm,<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tThis sweetness’s priestess and this reverie’s muse.<\/p>\n

Invisibly protected from our sense<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tThe Dryad lives drenched in a deeper ray<\/p>\n

And feels another air of storms and calms<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tAnd quivers inwardly with mystic rain.<\/p>\n

This at a heavenlier height was shown in her.<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tEven when she bent to meet earth’s intimacies<\/p>\n

Her spirit kept the stature of the gods;<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tIt stooped but was not lost in Matter’s reign.<\/p>\n

A world translated was her gleaming mind,<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tAnd marvel-mooned bright crowding fantasies<\/p>\n

Fed with spiritual sustenance of dreams<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tThe ideal goddess in her house of gold.<\/p>\n

Aware of forms to which our eyes are closed,<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tConscious of nearnesses we cannot feel,<\/p>\n

The Power within her shaped her moulding sense<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tIn deeper figures than our surface types.<\/p>\n

An invisible sunlight ran within her veins<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tAnd flooded her brain with heavenly brilliances<\/p>\n

That woke a wider sight than earth could know.<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tOutlined in the sincerity of that ray<\/p>\n

Her springing childlike thoughts were richly turned<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tInto luminous patterns of her soul’s deep truth,<\/p>\n

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And from her eyes she cast another look<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tOn all around her than man’s ignorant view.<\/p>\n

All objects were to her shapes of living selves<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tAnd she perceived a message from her kin<\/p>\n

In each awakening touch of outward things.<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tEach was a symbol power, a vivid flash<\/p>\n

In the circuit of infinities half-known;<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tNothing was alien or inanimate,<\/p>\n

Nothing without its meaning or its call.<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tFor with a greater Nature she was one.<\/p>\n

As from the soil sprang glory of branch and flower,<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tAs from the animal’s life rose thinking man,<\/p>\n

A new epiphany appeared in her.<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tA mind of light, a life of rhythmic force,<\/p>\n

A body instinct with hidden divinity<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tPrepared an image of the coming god;<\/p>\n

And when the slow rhyme of the expanding years<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tAnd the rich murmurous swarm-work of the days<\/p>\n

Had honey-packed her sense and filled her limbs,<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tAccomplishing the moon-orb of her grace,<\/p>\n

Self-guarded in the silence of her strength<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tHer solitary greatness was not less.<\/p>\n

Nearer the godhead to the surface pressed,<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tA sun replacing childhood’s nebula<\/p>\n

Sovereign in a blue and lonely sky.<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tUpward it rose to grasp the human scene:<\/p>\n

The strong Inhabitant turned to watch her field.<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tA lovelier light assumed her spirit brow<\/p>\n

And sweet and solemn grew her musing gaze;<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tCelestial-human deep warm slumbrous fires<\/p>\n

Woke in the long fringed glory of her eyes<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tLike altar-burnings in a mysteried shrine.<\/p>\n

Out of those crystal windows gleamed a will<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tThat brought a large significance to life.<\/p>\n

Holding her forehead’s candid stainless space<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tBehind the student arch a noble power<\/p>\n

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Of wisdom looked from light on transient things.<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tA scout of victory in a vigil tower,<\/p>\n

Her aspiration called high destiny down;<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tA silent warrior paced in her city of strength<\/p>\n

Inviolate, guarding Truth’s diamond throne.<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tA nectarous haloed moon her passionate heart<\/p>\n

Loved all and spoke no word and made no sign,<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tBut kept her bosom’s rapturous secrecy<\/p>\n

A blissful ardent moved and voiceless world.<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tProud, swift and joyful ran the wave of life<\/p>\n

Within her like a stream in Paradise.<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tMany high gods dwelt in one beautiful home;<\/p>\n

Yet was her nature’s orb a perfect whole,<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tHarmonious like a chant with many tones,<\/p>\n

Immense and various like a universe.<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tThe body that held this greatness seemed almost<\/p>\n

An image made of heaven’s transparent light.<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tIts charm recalled things seen in vision’s hours,<\/p>\n

A golden bridge spanning a faery flood,<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tA moon-touched palm-tree single by a lake<\/p>\n

Companion of the wide and glimmering peace,<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tA murmur as of leaves in Paradise<\/p>\n

Moving when feet of the Immortals pass,<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tA fiery halo over sleeping hills,<\/p>\n

A strange and starry head alone in Night.<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\t <\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tEND OF<\/font>
\n\t\t\tCANTO<\/font> ONE<\/font><\/p>\n

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