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Page 1 of 11907 · 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
… embrace about, above Her visible life. What mastery of repose, Compulsion of motion lurks for us therein. As we gaze back on Greece, as Nature glows, Simple 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 80
… universe: supple and slim She slides in vain. She loathes him—and doth yield. Shame, sorrow, these be sire and dam of song. Fatality, O Nature, is thy name. Along the accurséd river, stagnant shame, Eddying woe, from rape and godly wrong, Springs the immortal reed: the mortal’s cry Rises, an angry anthem, to the sky. _ 52
1907 · PDF PAGE 12
RODIN N homme.—Spectacle de Univers, © L’(@uvre se dresse et affronte la Nature: percep- tion et mélange | Au seul centre silencieux d'une ime magistrale De la Force égyptienne, de la Simplicité grecque, De la Subtilité celte.—Libéré par la souffrance Le grand courage calme de l’Art Futur, raffiné En sa nerveuse majesté, glisse, profond, Sous la beauté de chaque rayon d’harmonie. Titan! Les Siécles amoindris s’enfoncent, S’enfoncent a4 l’‘horizon des contemplations. Debout, et léve D’un ferme poing la coupe supréme, le Zodiaque! La écume son vi…
1907 · PDF PAGE 31
… tasks These arduous phantoms 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 39
… a knife Swift struck sets all the blood a-tingle. Woe! What wakes within? What holiest intimation Of intimate knowledge of the lords of nature? She sees her fate smile out on her, doth know Her weird of womanhood, her noble station Among the stars and ages; and her stature Soars o'er the system; so the scarred misfeature Of death avails her for the isolation Of high things ever holy; this the throe Of swiftly-comprehended motherhood Once taught her. Now the whisper of the child Bids her be great, who was supremely good. 23