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…of love and fear, ii. 77 Act II. Sc. i. adds little new to our thesis, ii. 188 | Act IV. develops the plot, ii. 189 Adonis, awake, it is day ;-it is spring ! iii, 114 Adonis dies. Imagination hears, ili. 122 A faded skirt, a silken petticoat, ii, 52 A faint sweet smell of ether haunts, ili. 9 A fool indeed! For why complain, iii. 2 A foolish and a cruel thing is said, i. 182 Again the unveiled goddess of delight, ii. 73 Against the fiat of that God discrowned, ii. 64 Age and despair, poverty and distress, ili, 112 A good stout song, friend Argu…
1907 · PDF PAGE 8
2 THE STAR AND THE GARTER THE STAR AND THE GARTER. I, WHAT sadness closes in between Your eyes and mine to-day, my Queen? In dewfall of our glance hath come A chill like sunset’s in hot lands Mid iris and chrysanthemum. Well do I know the shaken sands Within the surf, the beaten bar Of coral, the white nenuphar Of moonrise stealing o’er the bay. So here’s the darkness, and the day Sinks, and a chill clusters, and I Wrap close the cloak : then is it so To-day, you rose-gleam on the snow, My own true lover? Ardently I dare not look: I never looke…
1907 · PDF PAGE 108
102 GARGOYLES LE JOUR DES MORTS. AT Paris upon Dead Man’s Day I danced into the cemetery. The air was cool ; the sun was gay 3 The scent of the revolving clay Made me most wondrous merry. Earth, after an agonising bout, Had swallowed up a widow clean. The issue hung for long in doubt :-— —Oh! anybody can make out The mystery I mean. The dead were dancing with the worms ; The live were laughing with their lemans ; The dead-alive were making terms With God, and notaries, and germs, With house-agents and demons. All Paris keeping sacrament Of musi…
1907 · PDF PAGE 234
…. True, when Huxley and Tyndall were alive, their miserable intelligences were always feeding us up with the idea that science might one day be able to answer some of the simpler questions which one can put: but that was because of their mystical leanings; they are dead, and have left no successors, To-day we have the certitude, ‘Science never can tell,” of the laborious Ray Lankester ‘‘ Whose zeal for knowledge mocks the curfew's. call, And after midnight, to make Lodge look silly, Studies anatomy—in Piccadilly.” Really, we almost echo his des…
1907 · PDF PAGE 252
… our great public schools, iii. 219 Thou fair Republic oversea afar, i. 136 Thou knowest, O Love, ii. 83 Thou Sun, whose swift desire to-day is dull, i. 39 Through fields of foam ungarnered, i. 149 Thus all conceptions fail and fall, ii. 172 Thus, in Ascension, you and I, ii. 152 Thy brazen forehead, and its lustre gloom. i, 166 To-day thrice halves the lunar week, ii. 164 To die amid the blossoms of the frost, i. 135 To love you, Love, is all my happiness, i. 187 To-night I tread the unsubstantial way, i. 196 To return from our little digressi…
1907 · PDF PAGE 17
…not do it in advance! So let the accidental fact That these are women, fall away To black oblivion: be the pact Concluded firm enough to-day, Not thus to err. So you are not In essence or in function one With these, the unpardonable blot On knighthood’s shield, the sombre spot Seen on the photosphere of sun. XXIII. ‘*Nay! that were nothing,” say you now, Poor baby of the weary brow, Struggling with metaphysic lore? “* But these, being women, gave you more: 3 $ You spoke of love!” Indeed I did, And you must counter me unbid, Forgetting how we mu…
1907 · PDF PAGE 139
…On wonderful wings; In depth and in height, In darkness and light, In weakness and might, In blindness and sight, In mercy and spite, In day and in night, Averse or aright, For dule or delight, I am master of things. ORPHEUS. O mother, I fear me! The might of the lyre ! They tremble to hear me, The powers of the fire. Come near me to cheer me! Be near and inspire ! Be strength in my heart and good courage, and speed in the single desire ! The fire knows its master ! They flicker and flare, Dread dogs of disaster, Wild slaves of despair. Faster …
1907 · PDF PAGE 225
…f old, running —ready to run until you achieve the goal or your heart burst; but you are among a crowd. I join you. Eight years ago this day you, Hermes, led me blindfold to awake a chosen runner of the course. ‘In all my wanderings in darkness your light shone before me though I knew it not.’ To-day (one may almost hope, turning into the straight) you and I are alone. Terrible and joyous! We shall find companions at the End, at the banquet, lissome and cool and garlanded; companions with a Silver Star or maybe a Jewelled Eye mobile and uncerta…
1907 · PDF PAGE 197
…ep on her ankles, and went noiselessly Toward the laughing sea, And sought new blossoms—O the traitor, Earth, That brought to birth That day, as favouring the desire that swelled Beneath her heart of eld, Where dwelt the lonely, the detested one Intolerant of the sun, Hades! But Earth for love of him, for spite Of the young girl’s delight, And shame of her own age, brought forth that hour The fatal flower, Narcissus—which what soul of man shall smell Goes down to hell, Caught in the scent of sin—for such a doom Demeter’s flying loom Hath woven …
1907 · PDF PAGE 136
…of inmost being Wraps thee in, and cuts the world away ; Sight and sound lose hearing and lose seeing, All the night is one with all the day ? Hearken to her sighing ! Life droops down as dying, Melting in the clasp of amorous limbs and hair; All the darkening world Round about ye furled— Dost thou know, or, knowing, dost thou care ? ant. B. ORPHEUS. Mother, I have lain, half dead, half slumber- ing, Curtained in Eurydice her hair ; Clothed in serpent kisses, souls outnumbering Dewdrops flung in spray through air. I have lain and watched the ni…
1907 · PDF PAGE 161
…l stands This loveliest of all lands, Lovelier even than they Know in Elysian paths, heroic bands Treading dim gardens brighter than the day, Even in his voice who is passed, and shall no pass away ! Here therefore I know Nature ; I am filled With dew not earth-distilled As I have prayed in vain, not vainly willed. Now all the earth is stilled ; But ever the monotonous sea Keeps solemn symphony, Tuning my lyre to her own melody, Not understandable in colder lands Where no man understands 1 R, L. Stevenson. More than the mart ; the raucous irons…
1907 · PDF PAGE 216
…ystal radiance That filleth ether to the brim Wherein all stars and suns may dance. I am the beautiful and glad, Rejoicing in the golden day. I am the spirit silken-clad That fareth on the fiery way. I have escaped from Him, whose eyes Are closed at eventide, and wise To drag thee to the House of Wrong :— Iam armed! Iam armed! I am strong! I am strong ! I make my way: opposing horns Of secret foemen push their lust In vain: my song their fury scorns ; They sink, they grovel in the dust. Hail, self-created Lord of Night! Inscrutable and infinite…
1907 · PDF PAGE 100
…or me, the silence and the night 3 Life, peace ; and death, a welcome wight. SAID. THE spears of the night at her onset Are lords of the day for a while, The magical green of the sunset, The magical blue of the Nile. Afloat are the gales In our slumberous sails On the beautiful breast of the Nile. We have swooned through the midday, ex- hausted By the lips—they are whips—of the sun, The horizon befogged and befrosted By the haze and the greys and the dun Of the whirlings of sand Let loose on the land By the wind that is born of the sun. On the …
1907 · PDF PAGE 85
…heart ere they can spring to the eyes. You may yet think better of the lonely old Sire de Malétroit, and the honour of his house may one day be your own. [Axzt. [BLANCHE comes over to DENYS, who remains leaning heavily on the table. BLANCHE. Oh, sir, how cruelly have I done in my girl’s folly, to bring a gallant gentleman to such a pass. DENYS. Ah ! life isa little thing, fairlady. [Szgzs, gradually getting pleased with himself as a martyr.| My mother is married again—she needs neither my arm nor my affection; my brother Guichard will inherit m…
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8 THE STAR AND THE GARTER I spend a fraction of the day Plying the art of manicure. But always beats the heart: the more I polish, tint, or carve, I ask Strength from the heart’s too generous store To bend my fingers to the task. Cease: Iam broken: nought remains. The brain’s electric waves are still ; No blood beats eager in the veins ; The mind sinks deathward, and the will. It is no figure of boy’s speech, Lover’s enthusiasm, rhyme Magniloquent of bard, to reach Truth through the husk of space and time: No truth is more devout than this: ‘€I…
1907 · PDF PAGE 22
…e One that abides in the glooms. Walking he is, and slowly; thoughtful he seems, Pure and happy and holy; as one would who dreams In the day-time of deep delights no kin to the day, But a flower new-born of the night’s in Hecate’s way. Love is his name, and he bears the ill quiver no more. He has aged as we all, and despairs; but the lady who bore Him, Eros, to ruin the ages, has softened at heart ; He is tamed by the art of the sages, the magical art. No longer he burns and blisters, consumes and corrodes ; He hath Muses nine for sisters; the …
1907 · PDF PAGE 94
…mmering from the fearful heat ? Can I still trust who have learned to dare? All others I have known effete, Bid them await. Who knows to-day The purpose of the dread essay? Surely I, earlier, further fared ! I knew the deed that closes clay, Division’s sword by sense unbared, A living lie. The deep delusion ! Dividuality—confusion ! These I unmasked of yore. To-day The hideous blue, the hideous gold Of sky and sand their wrath unrolled, Their agony and hate proclaimed. Is it that night shall kiss to peace The furious carnival that flamed Its ru…
1907 · PDF PAGE 226
… passed by, and they bullied Manes and Cerinthus; history repeated itself until it almost knew itself by heart ; finally, at the present day, some hireling parasites of the decaying faith—at once the origin and the product of that decay—endeavour to take advantage of the ‘‘Greek movement” or the ‘‘ Neo-pagan revival” in the vain hope of diverting the public attention from the phalanx of Rationalism—traitorously admitted by Luther, and now sitting crowned and inexpugnable in the very citadel of the faith —to their own dishonest lie that Paganism…
1907 · PDF PAGE 232
…uld you perform this Operation in a town, you should take a house which is not at all overlooked by any one, seeing that in this present day curiosity is so strong that you ought to be upon your guard; and there ought to be a garden (adjoining the house) wherein you can take exercise.”’ ‘Consider then the safety of your person, commencing this operation in a place of safety, whence neither enemies nor any disgrace can drive you out before the end.” ‘*the season of Easter. . . . Then first on the following day... I commenced this Holy
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…an [do more than make your Brixton my deus ex machind ? You see, when I wrote ‘* The Soul of Osiris,” Europe was my utmost tn travel. To-day, what country of the globe has not shuddered with the joy of my presence? The virgin snows of Chogo Ri, the gloomy jungles of Burma, filled with savage buffaloes and mur- derous Chins; the peace of Watkiki, the breeding hopeful putrefaction of America, the lonely volcanoes of Mexico, the everlasting Jurnace sands of Egypt—all these have known me. Travel thou thus far, thou also! Some- what shalt thou learn…