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OUT OF the golden remote wild west where the sea without shore is	A
Full of the sunset and sad if at all with the fulness of joy	B
As a wind sets in with the autumn that blows from the region of stories	C
Blows with a perfume of songs and of memories beloved from a boy	B
Blows from the capes of the past oversea to the bays of the present	D
Filled as with shadow of sound with the pulse of invisible feet	E
Far out to the shallows and straits of the future by rough ways or pleasant	D
Is it thither the wind s wings beat is it hither to me O my sweet	E
For thee in the stream of the deep tide wind blowing in with the water	F
Thee I behold as a bird borne in with the wind from the west	G
Straight from the sunset across white waves whence rose as a daughter	F
Venus thy mother in years when the world was a water at rest	G
Out of the distance of dreams as a dream that abides after slumber	F
Strayed from the fugitive flock of the night when the moon overhead	H
Wanes in the wan waste heights of the heaven and stars without number	F
Die without sound and are spent like lamps that are burnt by the dead	H
Comes back to me stays by me lulls me with touch of forgotten caresses	A
One warm dream clad about with a fire as of life that endures	I
The delight of thy face and the sound of thy feet and the wind of thy tresses	A
And all of a man that regrets and all of a maid that allures	A
But thy bosom is warm for my face and profound as a manifold flower	F
Thy silence as music thy voice as an odour that fades in a flame	J
Not a dream not a dream is the kiss of thy mouth and the bountiful hour	F
That makes me forget what was sin and would make me forget were it shame	J
Thine eyes that are quiet thine hands that are tender thy lips that are loving	K
Comfort and cool me as dew in the dawn of a moon like a dream	L
And my heart yearns baffled and blind moved vainly toward thee and moving	K
As the refluent seaweed moves in the languid exuberant stream	L
Fair as a rose is on earth as a rose under water in prison	M
That stretches and swings to the slow passionate pulse of the sea	A
Closed up from the air and the sun but alive as a ghost rearisen	M
Pale as the love that revives as a ghost rearisen in me	A
From the bountiful infinite west from the happy memorial places	A
Full of the stately repose and the lordly delight of the dead	H
Where the fortunate islands are lit with the light of ineffable faces	A
And the sound of a sea without wind is about them and sunset is red	H
Come back to redeem and release me from love that recalls and represses	A
That cleaves to my flesh as a flame till the serpent has eaten his fill	N
From the bitter delights of the dark and the feverish the furtive caresses	A
That murder the youth in a man or ever his heart have its will	N
Thy lips cannot laugh and thine eyes cannot weep thou art pale as a rose is	A
Paler and sweeter than leaves that cover the blush of the bud	O
And the heart of the flower is compassion and pity the core it encloses	A
Pity not love that is born of the breath and decays with the blood	O
As the cross that a wild nun clasps till the edge of it bruises her bosom	P
So love wounds as we grasp it and blackens and burns as a flame	J
I have loved overmuch in my life when the live bud bursts with the blossom	P
Bitter as ashes or tears is the fruit and the wine thereof shame	J
As a heart that its anguish divides is the green bud cloven asunder	F
As the blood of a man self slain is the flush of the leaves that allure	Q
And the perfume as poison and wine to the brain a delight and a wonder	F
And the thorns are too sharp for a boy too slight for a man to endure	Q
Too soon did I love it and lost love s rose and I cared not for glory s	A
Only the blossoms of sleep and of pleasure were mixed in my hair	R
Was it myrtle or poppy thy garland was woven with O my Dolores	A
Was it pallor of slumber or blush as of blood that I found in thee fair	R
For desire is a respite from love and the flesh not the heart is her fuel	S
She was sweet to me once who am fled and escaped from the rage of her reign	M
Who behold as of old time at hand as I turn with her mouth growing cruel	S
And flushed as with wine with the blood of her lovers Our Lady of Pain	M
Low down where the thicket is thicker with thorns than with leaves in the summer	F
In the brake is a gleaming of eyes and a hissing of tongues that I knew	M
And the lithe long throats of her snakes reach round her their mouths overcome her	F
And her lips grow cool with their foam made moist as a desert with dew	M
With the thirst and the hunger of lust though her beautiful lips be so bitter	F
With the cold foul foam of the snakes they soften and redden and smile	T
And her fierce mouth sweetens her eyes wax wide and her eyelashes glitter	F
And she laughs with a savour of blood in her face and a savour of guile	T
She laughs and her hands reach hither her hair blows hither and hisses	A
As a low lit flame in a wind back blown till it shudder and leap	U
Let her lips not again lay hold on my soul nor her poisonous kisses	A
To consume it alive and divide from thy bosom Our Lady of Sleep	U
Ah daughter of sunset and slumber if now it return into prison	M
Who shall redeem it anew but we if thou wilt let us fly	V
Let us take to us now that the white skies thrill with a moon unarisen	M
Swift horses of fear or of love take flight and depart and not die	V
They are swifter than dreams they are stronger than death there is none that hath ridden	M
None that shall ride in the dim strange ways of his life as we ride	W
By the meadows of memory the highlands of hope and the shore that is hidden	M
Where life breaks loud and unseen a sonorous invisible tide	W
By the sands where sorrow has trodden the salt pools bitter and sterile	S
By the thundering reef and the low sea wall and the channel of years	A
Our wild steeds press on the night strain hard through pleasure and peril	S
Labour and listen and pant not or pause for the peril that nears	A
And the sound of them trampling the way cleaves night as an arrow asunder	F
And slow by the sand hill and swift by the down with its glimpses of grass	A
Sudden and steady the music as eight hoofs trample and thunder	F
Rings in the ear of the low blind wind of the night as we pass	A
Shrill shrieks in our faces the blind bland air that was mute as a maiden	M
Stung into storm by the speed of our passage and deaf where we past	X
And our spirits too burn as we bound thine holy but mine heavy laden	M
As we burn with the fire of our flight ah love shall we win at the last	X

Algernon Charles Swinburne

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