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…breast. Her love is like pain, but enchanted : Her kiss is an opiate breath Amorously panted : Her fervours last granted Are sorrow, and death. Nor death as ye name in derision The change to a cycle of pain, To a cycle of joy as a vision Ye chase, and may capture in vain. Endeth you peace, and your change is Like the change in a measure that shrills And slackens and ranges; your passion estranges The love of the hills ! Nay ! death is a portal of passing To miseries other but sure. Yet the snow on the hills amassing The wind of an hour may endu…
1906 · PDF PAGE 116
…ng posies, Or mists that fold about a dove, Or valleys full of roses ! O let me fade and fall away From waking into sleep, From sleep to death, from gold to gray, Deep as the skies are deep } O let me fall from death to dream, Eternal monotone; Faint eventide of sleep supreme With thee and love alone! A jewelled night of star and moon Shall watch our bridal chamber, Bending the blue rays to the tune Of softly-sliding amber. Dim winds shall whisper echoes of Our slow ecstatic breath, Telling all worlds how sweet is love, How beautiful is death, …
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… own secret eyes and eyelashes, Long and deep ecstasies, Knowing as now I know—at last—how this Foreshadows my own bliss Of falling into death when life is tired. For of all things desired Not one as death is so desirable, Seeing all sorrows pass, all joys endure, All lessons last. Not heaven and not hell (My spirit is grown sure) Await the lover But death’s veil draws, life’s mother to dis- cover, Nature ; no longer mother, but a bride ! Ay ! there is none beside. O brothers mightier than my mightiest word In the least sob that stirred Your ly…
1906 · PDF PAGE 135
…a net Of moonlight round me : sweet is set The mouth’s unbudded rose. Oh never! did our lips once meet The dream were done for ever, And death should dawn, supremely sweet, One flash of knowledge subtle and fleet Borne on the waveless river. VOL, II. And therefore in the quiet hour I rose from lily pillows And swiftly sought the jasmine bower Still sleeping, moonlight for a dower, And bridal wreaths of willows. And there I laid me down again: The stream flowed softly by: And thought the last time upon pain, Earth’s joy—the sad permuted strain O…
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…ound, And, being in one tune securely bound, Even as a star became the soul of silence most profound. IV. Thus there, the centre of that death that darkened, I sat and listened, if God’s voice should break . _And pierce the hollow of my ear that hearkened, Lest God should speak and find me not awake> For his own sake. No voice, no song might pierce or penetrate That enviable universal state. The sun and moon beheld, stood still. Only the spirit’s axis, will, Considered its own soul and sought a deadlier deep, And in its monotone mood Of supreme…
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…lted, with torch and vase of fire and water. And he trailed comet-clouds of glory upward. Thus came our Father (Blessed be his name!) to Death, who stood, scythe in hand, opposed. And ever and anon he swept round, and men fell before him. ‘‘ Look,” said Death, ‘‘my sickle hath a cross-handle. See how they grow like flowers!” ‘‘Give me salt!” quoth our Father, And with sulphur (that the Goat had given him) and with salt did he bestrew the ground. ‘I see we shall have ado together,” says Death, ‘Aye!’ and with that he lops off Death’s cross-handl…
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…e away, to dive Into the deep recesses of his heaven. But we, one joy, one love, one shame for leaven, Quit hope and life, quit fear and death and love, Implacable as God, desired above All loves of hell or heaven, supremely wed, Knit in one soul in one delicious bed More hot than hell, more wicked than all things, Vast in our sin, whose unredeeming wings Rise o’er the world, and flap for lust of death, Eager as any one that travaileth ; So in our lust, the monstrous burden borne Heavy within the womb, we wait the morn Of its fulfilment. Thus e…
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…f as a candidate. Sink, I beseech you, these sectarian differences, and combine to declare me at least Anathema Maranatha. 602. Panys of Death,”—Dr. Maudsley de- mands a panegyric upon death. It is true that evolution may bring us a moral sense of astonishing delicacy and beauty. But we are not there yet. A talented but debauched Irishman bas composed the following, which I can deplore, but not refute, for this type of man is probably more prone to repro- duce his species than any other. He called it ‘*Summa Spes.”’ I. Existence being sorrow, T…
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…Are dead, or drunk with wine, and soma- juice And hemp and opium ! Maurya, thou shalt be! So for long years I have dared. First the twin death Of the dotards, slow constraint of Maurya’s mind Totheone end. Next, study: next, research In places long-forgotten of the West, Deep hidden of the East: the perfect rite Dragged by laborious hand and brain to shape And this [Pazses glass] the first fruits ! Hail, thou fount of wit, Light liquor, child of cares how heavy! Drink! The peace of the Priest ! [He drinks up the liquor. Be thou my light ! Unclo…
1906 · PDF PAGE 166
…te’s grim legions ; let me well 640 Gird up my loins and make endeavour, And seek a refuge from my grief, O never in Heaven—but in Hell! Death-bed of “Oh, very well!” I think you say, poet. Effect “Wait only till your dying day ! 645 of body on : . mind See whether then you kiss the rod, And bow that proud soul down to God !” I perfectly admit the fact ; Quite likely that 1 so shall act ! Here’s why Creation jumps at prayer. 650 You Christians quote me in a breath This, that, the other atheist’s death ; How they sought God! Ofcourse! Impair By …
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…se ! “A fig for God’s eternal peace ! True peace is to annihilate The chain of causes men call Fate, So that no Sattva ®& may renew Once death has run life’s shuttle through.” (Their sages put it somewhat thus) What’s fun to them is death to us! That’s clear at least. But never mind! Call them idolaters and blind! | We'll talk of Christ. As Shelley sang, ‘“‘ Shall an eternal issue hang 460 465 470 480 490 495 Bara is Hindustani for great.
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… dream spans !— And so he dreamed of life: and failing _ plumes Wrought through ancestral looms In the man’s brain: and so he dreamed of death. And slower still the grey God wrought Dividing consciousness from breath, And life and death from thought. So the king dreamed of Nought. Yet subtly-shapen was this Nothingness, Not mere negation, as before that dream Drew back the veil of sleep; But strange: the king turned idly, sought to press The bosom where love lately burnt supreme, And found no ivory deep. He turned and sought out life ; and noth…
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128 AHAB And like a serpent’s mouth is cold, And like a serpent’s mouth is keen, And like a serpent’s mouth is death. Lithe arms, wan with love’s mysteries, Creep round and close me in, as Thule Wraps Arctic oceans ultimate ; Some deathly swoon or sacrifice, This love—a red hypnotic jewel Worn in the forehead of a Fate ! And like a devil-fish is ice, And like a devil-fish is cruel, And like a devil-fish is hate. Beneath those kisses songs of sadness Sob, in the pulses of desire, Seeking some secret in the deep ; Low melodies of stolen gladness,…
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…taff! ‘Trace the rule Of the circle crossed ! [She makes a circle and a cross therein. No light therein ! Mother of sin, Thou hast won ! Death to the sun! Hail to the glow Of the corpse decayed ! Hail to the maid ! Ho! Ho! [Ske rambles about the stage, mutter- ing savage runes with dismal laughter. Her words are tnarticu- late, when with a last Ho! Ho! the curtain falls. [Zhe scene rises, and we again see the stage asin Scene Il. Maurya and CRIOSDA as in the opening. CRIOSDA ts, however, absolutely calm, Maurya. Criosda, answer! CRIOSDA. I obey…
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ORACLES THE AUTOBIOGRAPHY OF AN ART* 1GO5 THE DEATH OF THE DRUNKARD.} I. TERROR, and darkness, and hor:id despair ! Agony painted upon the once fair Brow of the man who refused to give up The love of the wine-filled, the o’erflowing cup. ‘Wine is a mocker, strong drink is raging.” No wine in death is his torment assuaging. Il. Just what the parson had told me when young: Just what the people in chapel have sung: ‘Wine is a mocker, strong drink is raging.” Desunt cetera. A PEEP BEHIND THE SCENES. In the hospital bed she lay, Rotting away ! Cursi…
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…slip! Say we “ Earth’s grim device, cool loss !—” Better the old Greek orthography !—Aischulos ! 14) Or, love be God’s champagne’s foam; death in man’s trough, hock lees, - Pathos our port’s beeswing ? what answers Sophocles? Brief, with love’s medicine let’s draught, bolus, globule us! 40 45 60 55 60 65 Wise and succinct bids, I think, Aristobulus.! Whether my Muse be Euterpe or Clio, Life, Death, and Love are all Batrachomyo !6— Machia, what? ho! old extinct Alcibiades? For me, do ut—God true, be mannikin har !—des ! It’s rather hard, isn’t i…
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…d hour, I am— that I am.” “ But, Lord,” said the Five Hundred Thousand and One Arahats in a breath, ‘thou art then guilty of six violent deaths ! Nay, thou hast hounded one soul from death to death through all these incarnations! What of this First Precept ? of yours ?” ‘‘ Children,” answered the Glorious One, ‘* do not be so foolish as to think that death is necessarily an evil. I have not come to found a Hundred Years Club, and to include mosquitoes inthe membership. In this case to have kept Perdu’ R Abu alive was to have played into the han…
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…e, and flap a scornful wing, Seeing our honour stood a citadel. I saw the foolishness of love that saith: ‘“*T am exalted over shame and death, But will not take my fill of death and shame.”’ For each kiss leaps, a more insistent breath, And adds fresh fuel to the amorous flame, Not quells it—Is not honour but a name? THE FIFTEENTH DAY. ‘* Were kisses all the joys in bed, One woman would another wed.” Sonnets to Sundry Notes of ALuste. ANOTHER day rose of unceasing fire: Kisses made monstrous for their sterile storm Maddening with sea-sounds, a…
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…slow ! Ho! Ho! [ The storm ceases. CrIOSDA. 7y words avail then ? RupHa. Ha! Ha! They avail. I avail. Did Rupha fail, All would be done. Death to the sun ! I know. Ho! Ho! Criospa. All this I did for thee? Rupua. Ha! Ha! What didst thou do? Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! Criospa. What did I not do? RuPuHa. Tell! Tell! Tis a spell. CriosDa. I will tell all. me up With the last word ! RupuHa. It obeys? No! No! Ho! Ho! All! O sea, swallow CriospA. Thou sinister one ! I duly did ; That drugged (and dancing with delight thereof The maiden’s mind) the maiden’s body…
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…ot of earth. So, fitter than the bed of this my queen To rest heroic limbs ! ) MEDEA. The wretched one ! Thou knowest that their kiss is death ! JASON. Perhaps. It were their kiss. MEDEA. Are not my kisses sweet? JASON. Listen, they sing. This time the words ring true, Sailing across that blue abyss between. Like young birds winging their bright flight the notes Glimmer across the sea. MEDEA. They sing, they sing ! PARTHENOPE. O mortal, tossed on life’s unceasing ocean, Whose waves of joy and sorrow never cease, Eternal change—one changeless th…