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I TO DESIRE	A
Here a dancer enters and dances	B
Who is she that is fragrant and desirable	C
Clothed but enough to wake wantonness	B
And proud of her polished lithe body and her narrowing of	D
kohl darkened eyelids with arrows between them	E
Ah ah ah Goddess of the world	F
Young serpent in the veins of the rock	G
In the mountain of jewels a young serpent in the veins of a	H
man a sweet viper all emerald ah Goddess	B
Are we proof to the hilt are you pleased with us	B
When the splendor of your undulant insolence	B
Pricks the dark entrails of death his foregathered grow hot for	I
you the skeleton stands up to be amorous	B
Ah ah ah Goddess of the flesh	J
Will you think it a gift lacking grace	B
That the gates of the grave have been battered before you the	H
iron doors to us dead in the deepest abysm	E
For who has gone down to the dead or has touched them	E
Did Jesus of Nazareth when he lay in deep hell	K
For three days and since lived as they say and has failed us	B
No man nor no woman has gone down to us dead	L
Living until now but the proof is here now ah beautiful torture	A
us again and again	M
We are fleshless we tremble to your flesh	J
Dear Goddess to taste of the dew	N
On your arms when you dance or to lip at the glitter of your	I
burnished thighs or the breast of your barrenness	B
In the book of your triumphs with no term	E
Inscribe a more wonderful deed	O
That you quickened the dead that you lifted the flesh of the	H
fleshless ah Goddess ah dancing us dead men	M
The dancer goes out	P
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II TO DEATH	Q
A second dancer enters and dances	B
Was it lovely to lie among violets ablossom in the valleys of	D
love on the breast of the south	R
It was lovely but lovelier now	S
To behold the calm head of the dancer we dreaded his curls are	T
as tendrils of the vineyard O Death	Q
Sweet and more sweet is your dancing	U
Like the swoon of fulfilment of love in some lonelier vale among	V
flowers is the languor that flushes us	B
O why did we fear him for Death	Q
Is a beautiful youth and his eyes are sleepy the lids droop heavily	W
with wine when he wakens	B
And his breast is more smooth than a dove's	B
Fair Garda gay water with olives engarlanded lake of blue	N
laughter in a bay of the Alps	B
It is better for our spirits to be here	X
In the desolate hollows of darkness beholding the beauty of our	A
dancer than at rest on your hills	B
Of anemones and jonquils immingled	P
And gay from the glacier womb boy throated for gladness to	P
shout where the snow crags throng	Y
Ran foaming the rivulet Rhone	Z
When the mountains were sprung for his passage the ridges of	D
granite were splintered and lovely the lake was	B
Under the vineyards of Vaud	P
And at evening empurpling the peaks of the Chablais were	A
painted on the sleep and deep shadow of its waters	B
When the sundown was flame on la Dole	A2
But the best of the course is the last broad slumber O river of	D
France to forget and go down	B2
Slow gliding and sultrily stagnant	P
Past Aries to the Gulf of the Lion and that azure and beautiful	C
grave in the waves of the south	R
That are warmest and best and an end	P
The dancer has gone out	P
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III TO VICTORY	W
A third dancer enters and dances	B
Use us again you in the world only of goddesses worshipful	C
now or adored	P
Helmeted victory	W
How did we bow even in dream visions betraying us unto some	E
other and base	B
Power when your splendor there	C2
Struck on the gates Use us again awfully beautiful Blood will	D2
reblossom from death	Q
Burning to minister	A
All its revived fire at your feet only to merit an eye glance or	I
flash of your hand's	B
Gauntleted majesty	W
Pounding of guns clear you a path trample the ports of decision	E2
and triumph on the slain	F2
Men when they fall in it	P
Gayly they die scattering for flowers rosy and white at your	I
feet the red blood and pale brains	B
Carpeting battlefields	B
Towering in steel terribly armed which of the daughters of	D
heaven is so hotly desired	P
None has embraced you yet	P
All of us burn beautifully mad frantic with lust of your beauty	W
and with thirst of your mouth's	B
Terrible maidenhood	W
Holy and white under the steel hide the sweet limbs of our	A
longing desire in a deep	G2
Sacred virginity	W
Emperors and lords gave her in vain cities of gold and whole	A2
nations of blood for she took	H2
Gifts but rejected them	E
Neither a king's bribe nor a bold armorer's hammer prevails to	W
unrivet the steel	I2
Belt of her maidenhood	W
Yet shall our prayer surely be heard Goddess of glory revoke our	A
exemption of death	Q
Twice let us die for you	W
Use us again though but an hour surely the prayer is as humble	C
as the gift would be great	W
Helmeted Victory	W
The dancer goes out	W

Robinson Jeffers

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