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Page 1 of 11907 · PDF PAGE 58
… idle elf That plucks a rose, scatters its petals wide, ' Is like the wind, is like the moon-wrought tide, Is most like life: so soft to man, so hard To the all-gathering brain of a great bard! Christ answered: Peace to man amid the strife! I am the Resurrection and the Life. Let the graves open: see the woman grip Her goodly love, her gainful fellowship! See the man, hungry, grasp the willing bride, Grope through the dark dawn to her glowing side! There is the resurrection trump: confess The mystery of life is happiness! Rodin discerned. We se…
1907 · PDF PAGE 25
FRONTISPIECE RODIN ERE is a man! For all the world to see His work stands, shaming Nature. Clutched, combined In the sole still centre of a master-mind, The Egyptian force, the Greek simplicity, The Celtic subtlety. Through suffering free, The calm great courage of new art, refined In nervous majesty, indwells behind The beauty of each radiant harmony. Titan! the little centuries drop back, Back from the contemplation. Stand and span With one great grip his cup, the Zodiac! Distil from all time’s art his wine, the truth! Drink, drink the mighty…
1907 · PDF PAGE 76
…le and sacred, with no thought of sin, Yet born to trouble us, to fascinate. Here we are, back i’ th’ springtime of the earth; God above man; and above God, dire fate. Ancient cosmogony of peace and mirth! Careless, we careless, do invoke thy rime Of the ancient rapture of the olden time. 48
1907 · PDF PAGE 79
…alleried pines Is mine to-day: these groves are fit for Pan— O rich with Bacchic frenzy and his wine’s Atonement for the infinite woe of man! Is there no God of Vital Art to dwell Serene, enshrined, incensed, adored of us? Were not a cemetery His citadel? His treasure-house some barred sarcophagus? And here his mighty and reverend high-priest Bade me good cheer, an eager acolyte, Poured the high wine, unveiled the mystic feast ;— Swooped the plumed anguish of inveterate night; Devouring torture of insight shot. Night hovered; Dawn smote. I bowe…
1907 · PDF PAGE 63
…rce to avail the childish heart that swells With aught that is. The golden prime is past— Aye! but a nobler gain is ours at last Who see man weary, but within our span The perfect promise of the overman. oo
1907 · PDF PAGE 78
…deous clamour. Abhorred and careless she bids order cease. Her hate resolves the shriek into a stammer Of inarticulate rage. The wounded man Twisted in agony beneath her squirms To hear her raucous blasphemies outspan The grip of God at this his last of terms. Yea! he must die with horror in his ears, Hate in his heart. The mischief must endure. He hath expiated naught by death. His tears, His thoughts, these strike nor stay her not, be sure! She is Madness, and a fury; though were gone All life to war, she would scream on—scream on. 50
1907 · PDF PAGE 32
…gh soul; no benediction seek From any spirit but our own! Crown not the mighty with the weak! The Tower be a Tower, and not a Throne! In man-carved stone the endless coil Arise untopped, the Tower of Toil! 18
1907 · PDF PAGE 31
…toms have achieved! The growth of mind to mortals asks A power not swift to be believed. What bosoms heaved ere Nature's age From monkey-man deduced the sage! So be thy spiral tower the type Of higher convolutions drawn From hunger’s woe and murder’s gripe And lust’s revulsion to the dawn Of days that spawn on holier soil Thy loftier sons, O Tower of Toil. 17
1907 · PDF PAGE 57
…Twitching His fearful fingers, may let loose This answer: Thus a kiss I brought to being Which by no other way were possible. Measure, O man! Balance with eyes true seeing If I were right or no to have made Hell! Then would He stand forgiven—nay! acquitted! I, as I look on this tight coil of bliss, Swift clasp of Rodin’s magical mind love-witted, See all creation fade; abide, one kiss. Then to my own soul’s bow this shaft be fitted; Thank God for all, seeing that all is this! 33 F
1907 · PDF PAGE 20
…narling jealousy which greatness must inevitably excite, not to the simian tooth-grindings which must always accompany the entrance of a man into the jungle, but to this peculiarly senseless and sidelong attack. One accepts the lion as a worthy antagonist; one can enjoy playing with a fine dog; one can sympathize with sincere and honourable labour, though it be in vain; one ignores laughingly the attack of tiny and infuriated puppies; but there are insects so loathsome, so incredibly 6