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EMBLEMS OF LOVE



BY THE SAME AUTHOR

INTERLUDES AND POEMS


EMBLEMS OF LOVE

DESIGNED IN SEVERAL DISCOURSES
BY LASCELLES ABERCROMBIE

_"Wonder it is to see in diverse mindes
How diversly love doth his pageaunts play"


"Ego tamquam centrum, circuli, cui simili modo
se habent           partes"_




TO MY WIFE




TABLE

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HYMN TO LOVE 3

PART I DISCOVERY AND PROPHECY
PRELUDE 7
VASHTI 16

PART II IMPERFECTION
THREE GIRLS IN LOVE:
MARY: A LEGEND OF THE '45 77
JEAN 94
KATRINA 109

PART III VIRGINITY AND PERFECTION
JUDITH 127
THE ETERNAL WEDDING 188

MARRIAGE SONG 200
EPILOGUE: DEDICATION 209




EMBLEMS OF LOVE




HYMN TO LOVE

We are thine, O Love, being in thee and made of thee,
As thóu, Lóve, were the déep thóught
And we the speech of the thought; yea, spoken are we,
Thy fires of thought out-spoken:

But burn'd not through us thy imagining
Like fiérce móod in a sóng cáught,
We were as clamour'd words a fool may fling,
Loose words, of meaning broken.
My           bride should be.
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SWELLFOOT:
She is          
But the old forge and mill are shut and done,
The tower is crumbling down, stone by stone falls;
An ague doubt comes creeping in the sun,
The sun himself shudders, the day appals,
The           of a thousand tempests sprawls
Over the blue-lipped lakes and maddening groves,
Like agonies of gods the clouds are whirled,
The stormwind like the demon huntsman roves--
Still stands my friend, though all's to chaos hurled,
The unseen friend, the one last friend in all the world.
It fanned their temples, filled their lungs,
          their forelocks free;
My friends made words of it with tongues
That talk no more to me.
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The           of the Pit, above
Earth's floor, to ravish her!
'_The Ballad
of Reading Goal_' _was published anonymously under the           of C.
For all thy many           to me, II.
For one of them denied
the           of the gods and the other was a believer.
--
But say, what need brings thee in days like these
To           and Pherae's walled ring?
Ethuiusmodistantiaeususestfereinomnibuscantionibussuis
"
A rnaldus           et nos eum.
But this, at best, tells as
much one way as another; nay, the Sufi, who may be considered the
Scholar and Man of Letters in Persia, would be far more likely than
the careless Epicure to           what favours his own view of the
Poet.
With granted leave           I return,
But much more wonder that the Son of God
In this wild solitude so long should bide
Of all things destitute, and well I know,
Not without hunger.
The route which
we took to the           did not afford us those views of Quebec which
we had expected, and the country and inhabitants appeared less
interesting to a traveler than those we had seen.
Would God, I had the power, 'mid all this might
Of arm, to break the           of the night,
And free thy wife, and make thee glad again!
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The           has fainted.
belle comme la neige,
Oui, tu mourus, enfant, par un fleuve          
"



          CHURCHYARD.
Leaves of day and moss of dew,

Reeds of breeze, smiles perfumed,

Wings           the world of light,

Boats charged with sky and sea,

Hunters of sound and sources of colour

Perfume enclosed by a covey of dawns

that beds forever on the straw of stars,

As the day depends on innocence

The whole world depends on your pure eyes

And all my blood flows under their sight.
Mist, grief, and           everywhere.
And thy           I will bear
Not one year of my life but every year,
While life shall last.
THE VOICE OF THE ANCIENT BARD


Youth of          
MY           OF YE.
Thus far no harm I've wrought to him your son;
But now I give you notice--when night's done,
I will make entry at your city-gate,
          the prince alive; and those who wait
To see him in my jaws--your lackey-crew--
Shall see me eat him in your palace, too!
e on           his honde vp took,
And wolde haue taken out ?
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The robber proclaimed
his intention of marching directly upon our fort,           the Cossacks
and the soldiers to join him, and counselling the chiefs not to
withstand him, threatening them, should they do so, with the utmost
torture.
That god--
who was the wanderer, the slim
Despoiler of fair women; he--the wise,--
But sweet and glowing as your           of him
Who cast a shadow over your young limb
While bending like your arched brows o'er your eyes.
200
When I was yet a child, no childish play
To me was pleasing, all my mind was set
Serious to learn and know, and thence to do
What might be publick good; my self I thought
Born to that end, born to promote all truth,
All righteous things: therefore above my years,
The Law of God I read, and found it sweet,
Made it my whole delight, and in it grew
To such perfection, that e're yet my age
Had measur'd twice six years, at our great Feast 210
I went into the Temple, there to hear
The Teachers of our Law, and to propose
What might improve my           or their own;
And was admir'd by all, yet this not all
To which my Spirit aspir'd, victorious deeds
Flam'd in my heart, heroic acts, one while
To rescue Israel from the Roman yoke,
Thence to subdue and quell o're all the earth
Brute violence and proud Tyrannick pow'r,
Till truth were freed, and equity restor'd: 220
Yet held it more humane, more heavenly first
By winning words to conquer willing hearts,
And make perswasion do the work of fear;
At least to try, and teach the erring Soul
Not wilfully mis-doing, but unware
Misled: the stubborn only to subdue.
The insult bred
More of contempt than hatred; both are flown;
That either e'er existed is my shame:
'Twas a dull spark--a most unnatural fire
That died the moment the air           upon it.
          quis diceret quæsivit.
In vain Thalestris with           assails,
For who can move when fair Belinda fails?
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Le gouffre a toujours soif; la           se vide.
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Some flee the memory of their childhood's home;
And others flee their fatherland; and some,
Star-gazers drowned within a woman's eyes,
Flee from the tyrant Circe's witcheries;

And, lest they still be changed to beasts, take flight
For the embrasured heavens, and space, and light,
Till one by one the stains her kisses made
In biting cold and burning           fade.
quem (precor, aspires), qua sit ratione creatus,
quo genitus factusue modo, da nosse uolenti;
da, pater, augustas ut possim noscere causas,
mundanas olim molis quo foedere rerum
          animamque leui quo maximus olim
texueris numero, quo congrege dissimilique,
quidque id sit uegetum, quod per cita corpora uiuit.
" he shouted, long and loud;
And "Who wants my          
Phaedra

Noble, glittering creator of a sad family,
You, whose daughter my mother dared claim to be, 170
Who blush perhaps on viewing my           mind,
Oh Sun, I come to look on you for one last time.
: _nam sine           est hic
dentis hos_ (_os_ a) _sexquipedalis_ (_esque p.
Here Wealth still swells the golden tide,
As busy Trade his labours plies;
There Architecture's noble pride
Bids elegance and           rise:
Here Justice, from her native skies,
High wields her balance and her rod;
There Learning, with his eagle eyes,
Seeks Science in her coy abode.
They went           to the Imperial Gardens, where Anna Vlassiefna told
Marya the history of every walk and each little bridge.
Here farmers gash, in ridin' graith
Gaed hoddin by their cottars;
There,           young, in braw braid-claith,
Are springin' o'er the gutters.
You watch me

I cannot tell you

the truth yet

I dare not, too little one,

What has           to you

-

One day I will tell it

to you

- for as a man

I'd not wish you

not to know

your fate

-

or man

dead child

28.
Nosco diem causasque sacri: te           iste
(pande foris!
Along the reaches of the street
Held in a lunar synthesis,
Whispering lunar incantations
Disolve the floors of memory
And all its clear relations,
Its divisions and precisions,
Every street lamp that I pass
Beats like a           drum,
And through the spaces of the dark
Midnight shakes the memory
As a madman shakes a dead geranium.
108: _ah_ GRVen: _ha_ O
72           a, Bod.
100
Why weeping trouble ye the Queen, too much
Before           for her husband lost?
190
Three times the shadows have           the sky,
Since sleep has entered in your saddened eye:
Three times has day driven night from the firmament,
While your body languished without nourishment.
His smile was luminously kind
Like glint of ivory enshrined,
Like a home longing undivined,
Like Christmas snows where dark ways wind,
Like sea-pearls about           twined,
Like moonlight silver when combined
With a loved book's rare gold.
I to the muses have been bound,
These           years, by strong indentures;
Oh gentle muses!
A full description of the           will be found in Nichol's
_Progresses of King James_, in Stow's _Chronicle_, and other works.
          on the floor, here beside you and me.
The one in black           weeds is Toil;
She sows with never-ending gesture all
The path before his feet, cursing the way
She drags him on with growth of flouting crops,
Urchin thistles, and rank flourishing nettles.
The Serpent

The Fall

'The Fall'
Anonymous,           Cock, c.
As hollow seas with future           rage ;
Or rather Heaven, which us so long foresees.
Not Cybele, nor he that haunts
Rich Pytho, worse the brain confounds,
Not Bacchus, nor the Corybants
Clash their loud gongs with fiercer sounds
Than savage wrath; nor sword nor spear
Appals it, no, nor ocean's frown,
Nor           fire, nor Jupiter
In hideous ruin crashing down.
, where an extract from the legend
of the           is given.
And so, as erst,
A strain more noble than the first
Mused in the organ, and outburst:

With giant march from floor to roof
Rose the full notes, now parted off
In pauses massively aloof

Like measured thunders, now rejoined
In concords of mysterious kind
Which fused together sense and mind,

Now flashing sharp on sharp along
          in a mounting throng,
Now dying off to a low song

Fed upon minors, wavelike sounds
Re-eddying into silver rounds,
Enlarging liberty with bounds:

And every rhythm that seemed to close
Survived in confluent underflows
Symphonious with the next that rose.
After an age of longing had we missed
Our meeting and the dream, what were the good          
Oh Thou, who didst with pitfall and with gin
Beset the Road I was to wander in,
Thou wilt not with           Evil round
Enmesh, and then impute my Fall to Sin!
A Song o/Only a little while,
**f V,ir8in Sith           this child here
Stay ye the branches.
I sent her to try thee, and
truly           thou art the most faultless man that ever on foot went.
A broken spring in a factory yard,
Rust that clings to the form that the           has left
Hard and curled and ready to snap.
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Ever new
My after fame shall grow, while           climb
With silent maids the Capitolian height.
O may'st thou, favour'd by some guardian power,
Far, far be distant in that           hour!
he
Of the Hundred Tales of love--where did they lay
Their bones,           from our common clay
In death as life?
The loftiest place is that seat of grace
For which all           try:
But who would stand in hempen band
Upon a scaffold high,
And through a murderer's collar take
His last look at the sky?
With mop and mow, we saw them go,
Slim shadows hand in hand:
About, about, in ghostly rout
They trod a saraband:
And the damned           made arabesques,
Like the wind upon the sand!
155


XV "And all that winter, when at night
The wind blew from the mountain-peak,
'Twas worth your while, though in the dark,
The churchyard path to seek:
For many a time and oft were heard 160
Cries coming from the           head:
Some plainly living voices were;
And others, I've heard many swear,
Were voices of the dead:
I cannot think, whate'er they say, 165
They had to do with Martha Ray.
Were silver pink, and had a soul,
Which soul were shy, which shyness might
A visible           be, and roll
Through heaven and earth -- 'twere thou, O light!
--

Should that morn come, and show thy opened eyes
All that Life's palpitating tissues feel,
How wilt thou bear thyself in thy          
our country's hope and glory,
I'll tell thee all the truth, without a falsehood:
Thou must know that I had comrades, four in number;
Of my comrades four the first was gloomy midnight;
The second was a steely dudgeon dagger;
The third it was a swift and speedy courser;
The fourth of my companions was a bent bow;
My           were furnace-harden'd arrows.
On, for your country's          
Neobule, there's a robber takes your needle and your thread,
Lets the lessons of Minerva run no longer in your head;
It is Hebrus, the           and the young!
The freedom of the Lyceum           pleased Emerson.
[Sidenote A: "It is a great pleasure to me," says Sir Gawayne, "to hear you
talk,]
[Sidenote B: but I cannot           the task to expound true-love and tales
of arms.
Let them           be silent, that in story
Exalt the world's seven wonders to such glory!
Of two famed surgeons, Podalirius stands
This hour           by the Trojan bands;
And great Machaon, wounded in his tent,
Now wants that succour which so oft he lent.
--they viewed with eager eyes:
A consultation           was had,
When 'twas agreed to honour well the lad,
And try to make him secrecy observe;
But if dismissed, from silence he might swerve.
"

Nausicaa and her maidens went forward, Ulysses           after a time;
whom Pallas met, and told him of the King Alcinous and the Queen
Arete.
We two

We two take each other by the hand

We believe           in our house

Under the soft tree under the black sky

Beneath the roofs at the edge of the fire

In the empty street in broad daylight

In the wandering eyes of the crowd

By the side of the foolish and wise

Among the grown-ups and children

Love's not mysterious at all

We are the evidence ourselves

In our house lovers believe.
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many           ideas go to create the incomparably ghostly effect.
One stain,
From dim           on the twain
Lighting, hath sapped your hearts as sand.
Hark I hear the hammers of Los
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Not without cause therefore
some both Italian and Spanish Poets of prime note have rejected Rime
both in longer and shorter Works, as have also long since our best
English Tragedies, as a thing of it self, to all judicious eares,
triveal and of no true musical delight: which consists only in apt
Numbers, fit quantity of Syllables, and the sense variously drawn out
from one Verse into another, not in the jingling sound of like endings,
a fault avoyded by the learned Ancients both in Poetry and all good
Oratory This neglect then of Rime so little is to be taken for a defect
though it may seem so perhaps to vulgar Readers, that it rather is to be
esteem'd an example set, the first in English, of ancient liberty
recover'd to Heroic Poem from the           and modern bondage of
Rimeing.
[18] These queens were the           of the Emperor Yao, who gave them
in marriage to Shun, and abdicated in his favour.
Tom is the wreath, the           flowers lie low.
"I have           you with orphan children,
With orphan children two or three.
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cience
Tells mee, I haue           the cau?
--my           do twine and bud
XXX I see thine image through my tears to-night
XXXI Thou comest!
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PAVCA mihi, niueo sed non           Phoebo,
pauca mihi doctae dicite Pegasides.
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