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1907 · PDF PAGE 217

Collected Works (Vol. III)

…eet: but also we may praise This Dionysus, lord of life and joy, In whom we may perceive a subtle world Hidden behind this masquerade of things. O sisters, thither, thither ! ORPHEUS., All deceit. Delusive as this world of shadows is, That subtler world is more delusive yet, Involving deeper and still deeper: thought, Desire of life, in that warm atmosphere Spring up and blossom new, rank poisonous flowers, The enemies of peace. Nay! matter’s all, And all is sorrow. Therefore not to be, Not to think, love, know, contemplate, exist ; This Not is…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 99

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…owledge and count love dis- grace ? Where is the profit in so idle a strife? The love of knowledge is the hate of life. DIOGENES. ‘* ALL things are good” exclaimed the boy. Who taste the sweetmeat find it cloy. ‘* All things are ill’ the dotard sang. Who stir the serpent feel the fang. ‘* Allis a dream!” the wise man spake. Who grasp the bubble find it break. Aye, to all three the saga saith : There is no joy in life but death. There is this limit set to lust : Ashes to ashes, dust to dust. O fools and blind that sickly strive To amass, to glut…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 91

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…, friends, think well! the dream ! Seek not some mystery in the kiss, Some virtue in the chrysopras, Some nymph or undine in the stream. Things as we know them should be enough To glut our misery and our love. Renounce VIII. Why must despair to madness drive The myriad fools that fear to die? God’s but a fervid phantom drawn Out of the hasty-ordered hive Of thoughts that battle agony In the melancholy hours of dawn. When vital force at lowest ebbs Anzemic nerves weave frailest webs. OF LIFE 85 IX. So, be content! Should science cleave The veil …

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1907 · PDF PAGE 102

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… of love, they pass ! They pass, and all the wonder-web Of thought and being is unrolled. Like sombre tides there flow and ebb Wonderful things ! not to be told: Beautiful things ! and images of gold. The touch of brown Habiba’s breast, The brimming lip, the cheek of down, The dainty dovelet in its nest : These fade, as ever a palimpsest Like autumn vanishes from gold to brown. Zuleikha, on whose marble knees My bearded head is lazily lain, Shows like some stirring of the breeze Fluctuant in the poppied grain, No more at all: the vulgar sense i…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 121

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…and vast ! Loose the bound mind from the unavailing past ! Live, love for ever, now, in every deed ! DESESPOIR. INTO the inmost agony of things She sees, through glamour of untrusty sense, The full corruption of omnipotence, The infinite rage of fishes to have wings, The lust of beasts for tentacles; caught thence Corollary, syllogism, she strides tense Into the inmost agony of things. So, fearless, amid gods and evil kings, She sits, poor wretch, eternal scientist, Straining mild muscles, leaving to its list The spasm-shaken body. So she fling…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 63

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…lack as ink, The nightmare shoreward springs ; The lightning stoops to let them drink. They hold each other close, and think Unutterable things. The roar of earthquake stuns the ear ; The powers volcanic rise, Casting the lava red and sheer A million miles in ether clear Beyond the labouring skies. Ghastlier faces bend around And gristlier fears above. They see no sight: they hear no sound ; But look toward the chill profound End and abyss of love. The water and the skies are fallen Far beyond sight of them. All earth and fire gasp and expire: …

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1907 · PDF PAGE 139

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… Shall these then obey me and hear? Shall Above, the supernal ! Below, the infernal ! Of all am I master. On Earth, the diurnal ! In all things eternal ! Life, love, or disaster ! Abiding unshaken, I sleep and I waken 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…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 232

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… for Dublin about a month hence,’ he writes to ‘dear Tom,’ ‘ but of this you must not give the least intimation to any one. It is of all things my earnest desire (and for very good reasons) not to have it known I am in Dublin, Speak not, therefore, one syllable of it to any mortal whatsoever. When I formerly desired you to take a place for me near the town, you gave out that you were looking for a retired lodging for a friend of yours; upon which everybody surmised me to be the person. I must beg you not to act in the like manner now—but to tak…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 113

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… God balks ¢hzxe endeavour. This sort of thing goes on for ever.” 1 Dinner, XIII. I was a humorous youth enough On earth; I laughed when things were rough. Therefore, I take it, now in Hades The funny side of things—and ladies— Engages my attention. Well! You know enough of life in Hell. I was an altruist, my brothers ! My life one long kind thought for others : For me six maidens wear the willow :— Poisoning is a peccadillo. Hence I’m disposed to give advice Simple, if possibly not nice ; Shun life! an awkward task and deep. But if you cannot,…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 198

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…hy bed, And all thy sorrow shaken on my head. Cursed above gods be thou Whose blind unruffled brow Rules the grim place of unsubstantial things ! Hated, to me thy face Turns not the glance of grace. I rule unloved above the infernal kings, And only thee in all deep Hell I charm in vain, despair my royal spell. By might of famine long And supplication strong Demeter won the swift Hermetic word : In bitter days of eld Thus by great force compelled The glad earth saw me, careless of my lord, Rise to her crystal streams and sapphire seas, And These…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 92

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…lure and lend the light. XVI. Wisdom and Love, intenser glow ! Beauty and Strength, increase and burn ! Be brothers to the law of life ! Things as they are—their nature know! Act! Nor for faith nor folly turn ! The hour is nigh when man and wife, Knowing, shall worship face to face, Beget and bear the royal race. THE WHITE CAT. HAIL, sweet my sister! hail, adulterous spouse, Gilded with passionate pomp, and gay with guilt: Rioting, rioting in the dreary house With blood and wine and roses splashed and spilt About thy dabbling feet, and aching j…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 171

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… lust, Carven from spectral images of dust, Founded on visions of the accursed well, And built of shame and hatred and distrust, And all things hateful and all lying things— Osong! where wanderest on forgetful wings? Shall these wild numbers help thee to thine own, Or change the winter’s gramarye to spring’s? Rather beguile the tedious mourning hours With memory of the long-forgotten bowers, Where loves resurged from cave and grove to throne, ‘rom nuptial banquet to the bed of flowers ! Rather forget the near catastrophe, And turn my music towa…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 62

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…ride! Away to ride Upon the nightmare’s wings ! The livid lightning’s wine we'll drink, And laugh for joy of life, and think Unutterable things ! The gallant caught the lady fair Below the arms that lay Curling in coils of yellow hair, And kissed her lips. ‘‘ Away !” The lover caught his mistress up And lifted her to heaven, Drank from her lips as from the cup Of poppies drowsed at even. ‘* Away, away, my lady may! The wind is fair and free ; Away, away, the glint of day Is faded from the ghostly grey That shines beyond the sea.” The lordly bri…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 119

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…ong the stars and ages; and her stature Soars o’er the system; so the scarred mis- feature 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. For, mark you! babes are ware of wiser things, And hold more arcane matters in their mild Cabochon eyes than men are ware of yet. VOL. IIT. Therefore have poets, lest they should forget, Likened the little sages unto kings. But look! the baby whispers—hus…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 216

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…ise ye Him, Chronos, from whom, the third, is form per- ceived. Praise ye Poseidon, his productive power, And Juno, secret nature of all things, On which all things are builded: praise ye Love, by whose 1 The following is paraphrased from one of the writings (falsely) attributed to Orpheus.

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…urance and promise of peace ! Stand fast in the skies above, till the skies are abolished and cease ! And for me, may I never forget how things came well as they are! It was long I had wandered yet ere my eyes found out the star. Be silent, love, and abide; the wanton strings must go To the vain tumultuous tide of the spirit’s overflow. I sing and sing to the world; then silence soon Be about us clasped and furled in the light of the moon. Forget not, never forget the terrible song I have sung ; How the eager fingers fret the lute, and loose th…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 10

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…th derides In vain; the indomitable will, Still burning in the spirit, guides Our hearts to truth ; we see, we know How foolish were the things he said, And answer in the afterglow How good it is that we are dead. Will you not come? Or, where the surf Beats on the coral, and the palm Sways slowly in the eternal calm Of spring, I know a mound of turf Good for our love to lie on; good For breezes, and for sun and shade ; To hear the murmur of the flood ; To taste the kava subtly made To rouse to Bacchic ecstasy, Since Dionysus silently Faded from…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 19

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…above. I ask not, and will take no share With you in what mankind call love. We know each other: you and I Have nought to do with lesser things. With them—’tis chance or destiny : With us, we should but burn our wings. We love, and keep ourselves apart : Mouth unto mouth, heart unto heart, Thus ever, never otherwise. The soul is out of me, and swings In desperate and strange surmise About the inmost heart of things. This is all strange: but is not life, Death, all, most strange, not to be told, Not to be understood by strife Of brain, nor bough…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 84

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…ink that I am some obscure fortune- hunter who will jump at the chance so strangely offered him. My nameis as noble as your own—ay! were things otherwise, I would still spare you. As itis, I have but to do as my duty and my interest—and yours— demand. We will see if Monsieur de Malé- troit can cage me here for ever. [Looks at sword meditatively.| That is unfortunate. BLANCHE, I am so afraid, sir: I know my uncle well: but—thank you,—thank you ! DENYS. Is Monsieur de Malétroit at hand? BLANCHE. There is a servant within call. [Strikes gong thric…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 245

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…ible, ii. 70 All night no change, no whisper, li. 10 Allow me to introduce myself, ii. 206 All that we are from mind results, ii. 44 All things are branded change, iii. 18 ‘* All things are good” exclaimed the boy, ili. 93 All thought of work is almost cast aside, ii. 66 Al Malik the magnificent, iii, 86 A lonely spirit seeks the midnight hour, i. 53 Although I cannot leave these bitter leas, iii. 65 Amata’s path is Earnestness, ii. 46 Amat janua limen! (Closes book.| Now, my friend, iil. 72 Amid earth’s motley, Gaia’s cap and bells, i. 250 Ami…

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