Mandragora

This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1917 edition. Excerpt: ...the great blue flower that God Made for the Son of God. And do you think I can go content, With the beauty we meet with everywhere, When I have breathed that flower's scent And seen it melt into the air? Oh, I must follow it high and low, Though it leave me cold to your human touch, Some starry sorcery made me so; And from my birth have I been such. THE HOUR GOME let us take this hour and hold it up While our stars shine, Leaving our joy untouched, as in a cup Of unspilt wine; Then, though the deluge break and we be driven Into the grave, Like gods unto the gods we shall have given The gift they gave. OBSEQUIES INCH by inch--for it takes some time, this thing--You have killed my love; Till at last a look, a gesture, an anything Did fatal prove. And now, ah now, how desperately you cling To its dead bier. As tho' thro' your calm breast passed the same sting That laid it here! ACCUSATION IF this is what you meant, Why did you not go by? I had got used to my lonely place And amid the shadows had found a face, A phantom-face 'neath a pallid sky, A phantom-face 'neath a leaden tent--Why did you not go by, If this is what you meant? Why did you not pass on, If this is what you meant? Why did you rise like a dumb moss-rose, Brooding in somnolent repose, Just where the moonlight shone, On the path of my content? Why did you not pass on, If this is what you meant? Why did you not go past, If this is what you meant? Why did you fling abroad in the air A royal ransom of rich despair? Why with rain were your petals so full And with dew why were you so beautiful? The charm that held me fast Had never then been rent. Why did you not go past, If this is what you meant? THE MONK 67 THE MONK OUT of our Lady's cloister torn, I swept like a hunted flame, Over...