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LOVE is the secret of the world ' he said	A
'The cup we drain and still desire to drink	B
The loadstone hungers for the steel the steel	C
Inert amid a million stones responds to this	D
So yearn and answer hearts that truly love	E
Once touch their life spring it vibrates to death	F
And twain athrill as one are nature wed '	G
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But silent stood the three who heard nor smiled	H
Nor looked agreement Strangers these who stood	I
Within a Roman studio still young	J
But sobered each with that which follows joy	K
At life's fresh forenoon and the eye of each	L
Held deep within a restless eager light	M
As gleams a diamond in a darkened room	N
With radiance hoarded from the vanished sun	O
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'The meteor stone is dense and dark in space	P
But bursts in flame when through the air it rushes	Q
And our dull life is like an aerolite	M
That leaps to fire within the sphere of love '	-
Unchecked his mood ran on 'Sweet amorous hours	R
That lie in years as isles in tropic seas	S
You spring to view as Art is born of Love	E
And shape rich beauties in this marble block '	-
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Before them rose within the shaded light	M
A tall and shapely mass of Alp white crystal	T
Fresh from the heart of a Carrara quarry	U
'Opaque to you this marble but to me	U
Whose eyes the chrism of passion has anointed	M
The stone is pregnant with a life of love	E
Within this monolith there lives a form	V
Which I can see and would reveal to you	W
Could hand and chisel swiftly follow sight	M
From brow to foot her lissome form stands forth	X
The ripe lips smiling reached with nestling press	Y
As round the sailor frozen in the berg	Z
The clear ice closes on the still dead face	P
The marble grown translucent touches soft	M
Each comely feature rippled hair and chin	A2
And lily sweep of bust and hip and limb	B2
Ah sweet mouth pouting for the lips that cling	C2
And white arms raised all quivering to the clasp	D2
Ah rich throat made for burning lover's kiss	D
And reckless bodice open to the swell	E2
And deep eyes soft with love's suffusion Love	E
O Love still living memory and hope	F2
Beyond all sweets thy bosom breath and lips	G2
My jewel and the jewel of the world '	-
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They stood in silence each one rapt and still	H2
As if the lovely form were theirs as his	I2
Till one began harsh voice and clouded face	P
With other presence in his eye and said	M
'Opaque to me with such a glow worm ray	J2
As Love's torch flings but mark the dense rock melts	K2
When from my soul on fire the fiercer beam	L2
The mighty calcium glare of hate leaps out	M
And eats the circumambient marble See	U
Laid bare as corpse to keen anatomist	M
With every sinuous muscle picked with shadow	M
And every feature tense with livid passion	O
And all the frame aheave with sanguine throbs	U
The ecstasy of agonized Revenge	M2
stone reveal it how my parting kiss	U
Was wet upon her mouth when other lips	U
Drank deep the cursed fountain how the coin	N2
hung with rapture 'tween her glowing breasts	U
And fondly thought if I should die and she	U
Should live till age had blanched her hair and flesh	O2
This golden medal's touch would still have power	P2
To light the love fire in the faded eyes	U
And swell the shriveled breast to maiden roundness	U
This thought I nursed O Stygian abyss	U
Away thy picture of the rippled hair	Q2
Her hair was rippled and her eyes were deep	R2
Her breasts and limbs were white and lily curved	M
But all the woman soul and wondrous flesh	O2
Was poison steeped and veined with vicious fire	P2
And I blind fool who trusted was but one	O
Who swooned with love beside her But I drank	S2
The wine she filled and made her eat the dregs	U
I drenched her honey with my sea of gall	T2
I see her in the marble where she shrinks	U
In shuddered fear as if my face were fire	P2
Her cowering shadow making whiter still	H2
The face of him that writhes beside her feet	M
I see him breathe the last deep breath and turn	U2
His eyes upon me horror filled his hand	M
Still hot with wanton dalliance clutched hard	M
Across the burning murder in his side	M
And now he sinks still glaring And my heart	M
Is there between them petrified O God	M
And pierced by that red blow that struck their guilt	M
O balm and torture he must hate who loves	U
And bleed who strikes to see thy face Revenge '	-
	-
Grown deep the silence for the words that died	M
And paler still the marble for its grief	V2
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'Ah myrrh and honey ' spake a third whose eyes	U
Were deep with sorrow for the woe ' blind hands	U
That grope for flowers and pierce the flesh with thorns	U
All love of woman still may turn to hate	M
As wine to bitterness as noon to night	M
But sweeter far and deeper than the love	E
Of flesh for flesh is the strong bond of hearts	U
For suffering Motherland to make her free	U
Love's joy is short and Hate's black triumph bitter	P2
And loves and hates are selfish save for thee	U
chained and weeping at thy pillar's foot	M
Thy white flesh eaten by accursed bands	U
No love but thine can satisfy the heart	M
For love of thee holds in it hate of wrong	W2
And shapes the hope that molds humanity	U
Not mine your passions yet I weigh them well	E2
Who loves a greater sinks all lesser love	E
Who hates a tyrant loses lesser hate	M
My Land I see thee Id the marble bowed	M
Before thy tyrant bound at foot and wrist	M
Thy garments rent thy wounded shoulder bare	Q2
Thy chained hand raised to ward the cruel blow	M
My poor love round thee scarf like weak to hide	M
And powerless to shield thee but a boy	K
wound it round thee dearest and a man	X2
I drew it close and kissed thee Mother wife	Y2
For thee the past and future days for thee	U
The will to trample wrong and strike for slaves	U
For thee the hope that ere mine arm be weak	Z2
And ere my heart be dry may close the strife	Y2
In which thy colors shall be borne through fire	P2
And all thy griefs washed out in manly blood	M
And I shall see thee crowned and bound with love	E
Thy strong sons round thee guarding thee O star	A3
That lightens desolation o'er her beam	L2
Nor let the shadow of the pillar sink	B
Too deep within her till the dawn is red	M
Of that white noon when men shall call her Queen '	-
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The deep voice quivering with affection ceased	M
And silent each they saw within the stone	B3
The captive nation and the mother's woe	M
Yet while their hearts the fine emotion warmed	M
Ere ebbed the deep pulsed throb of brotherhood	M
The last one spoke and held the wave at full	C3
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'Yea brothers his the noblest for its grief	V2
Your love was loss but his was sacrifice	U
Your light was sunlight for the shallow sense	U
That bends the eyes on earth and thinks it sees	U
His love was nightlike when we see the stars	U
Forgetting petty things around our feet	M
Yet here too find his weakness for his hope	F2
Is still for sunlight and your shallow sense	U
And golden crowns and queendom for his love	E
I too within the stone behold a statue	W
Far less than yours but greater for I know	M
My symbol a beginning not an end	M
O Grief with Hope The marble fades behold	M
The little hands still crossed a child in death	F
My link with love my dying gift from her	P2
Whose last look smiled on both when I was left	M
A loveless man save this poor gift alone	B3
My heart had wound its tendrils round one life	Y2
But when my joy was deepest she was stricken	O
And I was powerless to save My prayers	U
And piteous cries were flung against my face	U
My life was blighted by the curse of Heaven	O
But from the depths her love returned to soothe	D3
Her dear hand readied from death and placed her child	M
Where she had lived within the riven tendrils	U
And firmly these closed round their second treasure	P2
And she my new love in her infant hold	M
Took every heart string as her mother's gift	M
And touched such tender fine strung chords and played	M
Such music in my heart as filled my life	Y2
With trembling joy and fondness for the child	M
I feared to be s	U

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