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Poems by Isaac Rosenberg

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: : ! ; FRAGMENTS OF " THE UNICORN " I will go now ; prepare our evening meal And waken my husband, my love once. [Musing.] Nubian The lightning of the heavens Lifts an apocalypse The dumb night's lips are scared and wide, The world is reeling with sound : Was I deaf before, mute, tied ? What shakes here from lustre-seeded pomegranates Not in the great world, More vast and terrible ? What is this ecstasy in form, This lightning That found the lightning in my blood, Searing my spirit's lips aghast and naked ? I am flung in the abyss of days, And the void is rilled with rushing sound From pent eternities I am strewn as the cypher is strewn. A woman—a soft woman Our girls have hair Like heights of night ringing with never-seen larks, Or blindness dim with dreams : Here is a yellow tiger gay that blinds your night, Mane—Mane—Mane ! 127

! POEMS BY ISAAC ROSENBERG Your honey spilt round that small dazzling face Shakes me to golden tremors ; I have no life at all, Only thin golden tremors. Light tender beast Your fragile gleaming wrists Have shaken the scaled glacier from under me, And bored into my craft That is now with the old dreamy Adam With other things of dust. LlLlTH You lazy hound ! See my poor child. [He turns to see Lilith drop the bowl and cakes and run to A.mak— who is crying, half stifled under Saul's huge shield.] [Saul opens his eyes.~\ 128