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Tired with all these for restful death I cry	A
SHAKESPEARE Sonnet	B
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Weary of erring in this desert Life	C
Weary of hoping hopes for ever vain	D
Weary of struggling in all sterile strife	C
Weary of thought which maketh nothing plain	D
I close my eyes and calm my panting breath	E
And pray to Thee O ever quiet Death	E
To come and soothe away my bitter pain	D
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The strong shall strive may they be victors crowned	F
The wise still seek may they at length find Truth	G
The young still hope may purest love be found	F
To make their age more glorious than their youth	G
For me my brain is weak my heart is cold	H
My hope and faith long dead my life but bold	H
In jest and laugh to parry hateful ruth	G
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Over me pass the days and months and years	I
Like squadrons and battalions of the foe	J
Trampling with thoughtless thrusts and alien jeers	K
Over a wounded soldier lying low	J
He grips his teeth or flings them words of scorn	L
To mar their triumph but the while outworn	L
Inwardly craves for death to end his woe	J
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Thus I in secret call O Death to Thee	M
Thou Youngest of the solemn Sisterhood	N
Thou Gentlest of the mighty Sisters Three	M
Whom I have known so well since first endued	O
By Love and Grief with vision to discern	L
What spiritual life doth throb and burn	L
Through all our world with evil powers and good	N
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The Three whom I have known so long so well	P
By intimate communion face to face	Q
In every mood of Earth of Heaven of Hell	P
In every season and in every place	Q
That joy of Life has ceased to visit me	M
As one estranged by powerful witchery	M
Infatuate in a Siren's weird embrace	Q
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First Thou O priestess prophetess and queen	L
Our Lady of Beatitudes first Thou	R
Of mighty stature of seraphic mien	L
Upon the tablet of whose broad white brow	R
Unvanquishable Truth is written clear	M
The secret of the mystery of our sphere	M
The regnant word of the Eternal Now	R
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Thou standest garmented in purest white	S
But from thy shoulders wings of power half spread	T
Invest thy form with such miraculous light	S
As dawn may clothe the earth with and instead	T
Of any jewel kindled golden crown	L
The glory of thy long hair flowing down	L
Is dazzling noonday sunshine round thy head	T
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Upon a sword thy left hand resteth calm	U
A naked sword two edged and long and straight	V
A branch of olive with a branch of palm	U
Thy right hand proffereth to hostile Fate	V
The shining plumes that clothe thy feet are bound	F
By knotted strings as if to tread the ground	F
With weary steps when thou wouldst soar elate	V
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Twin heavens uplifted to the heavens thine eyes	W
Are solemn with unutterable thought	X
And love and aspiration yet there lies	W
Within their light eternal sadness wrought	X
By hope deferred and baffled tenderness	Y
Of all the souls whom thou dost love and bless	Z
How few revere and love thee as they ought	X
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Thou leadest heroes from their warfare here	M
To nobler fields where grander crowns are won	L
Thou leadest sages from this twilight sphere	M
To cloudless heavens and an unsetting sun	L
Thou leadest saints into that purer air	M
Whose breath is spiritual life and prayer	M
Yet lo they seek thee not but fear and shun	L
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Thou takest to thy most maternal breast	A2
Young children from the desert of this earth	B2
Ere sin hath stained their souls or grief opprest	A2
And bearest them unto an heavenly birth	B2
To be the Vestals of God's Fane above	C2
And yet their kindred moan against thy love	C2
With wild and selfish moans in bitter dearth	B2
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Most holy Spirit first Self conqueror	M
Thou Victress over Time and Destiny	M
And Evil in the all deciding war	M
So fierce so long so dreadful Would that me	M
Thou hadst upgathered in my life's pure morn	L
Unworthy then less worthy now forlorn	L
I dare not Gracious Mother call on Thee	M
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Next Thou O sibyl sorceress and queen	L
Our Lady of Annihilation Thou	R
Of mighty stature of demoniac mien	L
Upon whose swarthy face and livid brow	R
Are graven deeply anguish malice scorn	L
Strength ravaged by unrest resolve forlorn	L
Of any hope dazed pride that will not bow	R
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Thy form is clothed with wings of iron gloom	D2
But round about thee like a chain is rolled	A2
Cramping the sway of every mighty plume	D2
A stark constringent serpent fold on fold	A2
Of its two heads one sting is in thy brain	L
The other in thy heart their venom pain	L
Like fire distilling through thee uncontrolled	A2
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A rod of serpents wieldeth thy right hand	A2
Thy left a cup of raging fire whose light	A2
Burns lurid on thyself as thou dost stand	A2
Thy lidless eyes tenebriously bright	A2
Thy wings thy vesture thy dishevelled hair	M
Dark as the Grave thou statue of Despair	M
Thou Night essential radiating night	A2
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Thus have I seen thee in thine actual form	E2
Not thus can see thee those whom thou dost sway	F2
Inscrutable Enchantress young and warm	E2
Pard beautiful and brilliant ever gay	F2
Thy cup the very Wine of Life thy rod	A2
The wand of more voluptuous spells than God	A2
Can wield in Heaven thus charmest thou thy prey	F2
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The selfish fatuous proud and pitiless	Y
All who have falsified life's royal trust	A2
The strong whose strength bath basked in idleness	Y
The great heart given up to worldly lust	A2
The great mind destitute of moral faith	G2
Thou scourgest down to Night and utter Death	E
Or penal spheres of retribution just	A2
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O mighty Spirit fraudful and malign	L
Demon of madness and perversity	M
The evil passions which may make me thine	L
Are not yet irrepressible in me	M
And I have pierced thy mask of riant youth	G
And seen thy form in all its hideous truth	G
I will not Dreadful Mother call on Thee	M
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Last Thou retir d nun and throneless queen	L
Our Lady of Oblivion last Thou	R
Of human stature of abstracted mien	L
Upon whose pallid face and drooping brow	R
Are shadowed melancholy dreams of Doom	D2
And deep absorption into silent gloom	D2
And weary bearing of the heavy Now	R
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Thou art all shrouded in a gauzy veil	H2
Sombrous and cloudlike all except that face	Q
Of subtle loveliness though weirdly pale	H2
Thy soft slow gliding footsteps leave no trace	Q
And stir no sound Thy drooping hands infold	M
Their frail white fingers and unconscious hold	M
A poppy wreath thine anodyne of grace	Q
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Thy hair is like a twilight round thy head	M
Thine eyes are shadowed wells from Lethe stream	I2
With drowsy subterranean waters fed	M
Obscurely deep without a stir or gleam	I2
The gazer drinks in from them with his gaze	J2
An opiate charm to curtain all his days	J2
A passive languor of oblivious dream	I2
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Thou hauntest twilight regions and the trance	K2
Of moonless nights when stars are few and wan	L
Within black woods or over the expanse	K2
Of desert seas abysmal or upon	L
Old solitary shores whose populous graves	L2
Are rocked in rest by ever moaning waves	L2
Or through vast ruined cities still and lone	L
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The weak the weary and the desolate	M
The poor the mean the outcast the opprest	M
All trodden down beneath the march of Fate	M
Thou gatherest loving Sister to thy breast	M
Soothing their pain and weariness asleep	M2
Then in thy hidden Dreamland hushed and deep	M2
Dost lay them shrouded in eternal rest	M
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O sweetest Sister and sole Patron Saint	M
Of all the humble eremites who flee	M
From out life's crowded tumult stunned and faint	M
To seek a stern and lone tranquillity	M
In Libyan wastes of time my hopeless life	C
With famished yearning craveth rest from strife	C
Therefore thou Restful One I call on Thee	M
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Take me and lull me into perfect sleep	M2
Down down far hidden in thy duskiest cave	N2
While all the clamorous years above me sweep	M2
Unheard or like the voice of seas that rave	N2
On far off coasts but murmuring o'er my trance	K2
A dim vast monotone that shall enhance	K2
The restful rapture of the inviolate grave	N2
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Upgathered thus in thy divine embrace	Q
Upon mine eyes thy soft mesmeric hand	M
While wreaths of opiate odour interlace	Q
About my pulseless brow babe pure and bland	M
Passionless senseless thoughtless let me dream	I2
Some ever slumbrous never varying theme	I2
Within the shadow of thy Timeless Land	M
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That when I thus have drunk my inmost fill	O2
Of perfect peace I may arise renewed	M
In soul and body intellect and will	O2
Equal to cope with Life whate'er its mood	M
To sway its storm and energise its calm	U
Through rhythmic years evolving like a psalm	P2
Of infinite love and faith and sanctitude	M
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But if this cannot be no less I cry	M
Come lead me with thy terrorless control	Q2
Down to our Mother's bosom there to die	M
By abdication of my separate soul	Q2
So shall this single self impelling piece	R2
Of mechanism from lone labour cease	R2
Resolving into union with the Whole	Q2
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Our Mother feedeth thus our little life	C
That we in turn may feed her with our death	E
The great Sea sways one interwoven strife	C
Wherefrom the Sun exhales a subtle breath	E
To float the heavens sublime in form and hue	S2
Then turning cold and dark in order due	S2
Rain weeping back to swell the Sea beneath	T2
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One part of me shall feed a little worm	U2
And it a bird on which a man may feed	M
One lime the mould one nourish insect sperm	U2
One thrill sweet grass one pulse in bitter weed	M
This swell a fruit and that evolve in air	M
Another trickle to a springlet's lair	M
Another paint a daisy on the mead	M
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With cosmic interchange of parts for all	V2
Through all the modes of being numberless	R2
Of every element as may befall	V2
And if earth's general soul hath consciousness	R2
Their new life must with strange new joy be thrilled	M
Of perfect law all perfectly fulfilled	M
No sin no fear no failure no excess	R2
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Weary of living isolated life	C
Weary of hoping hopes for ever vain	L
Weary of struggling in all sterile strife	C
Weary of thought which maketh nothing plain	L
I close my eyes and hush my panting breath	E
And yearn for Thee divinely tranquil Death	E
To come and soothe away my bitter pain	L