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…l fire In the veins of a man, that deathly days Have robbed of the masteries of desire ? Who can give garlands of fadeless bays Unto the sorrow and pain we praise ? Yea, we must praise, though the deadly shade Fall on the morrow, though fires of hell Harrow our vitals ; a miracle Springs at thy kisses, for thou hast made Anguish and sorrow desirable ; Torment of hell as the leaves that fade Quickly forgotten, despised, decayed. They are decayed, but thou springest again, Mother of mystery, barren, who bearest Flowers of most comeliest children,…
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…ace brings her balm to us, Lying as amorous Still, and as true, Linked by new mystery, Lovers confessed. A sigh Sobs to the happy sky, “ Sorrow, go to ! ”
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… burns through the clouded sky, And yet no promise of the latter rains. Earth bears her fruit, but unrefreshed of death. In winter is no sorrow, in the dry Harsh spring no joy, while pestilence and pains Hover like wolves behind the summer’s breath. I02
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…! O plumèd and snowlike in glory of whiteness ! O mystical brightness With love-lyrics laden ! Joy’s fulness is fainting for passion and sorrow. To-night melts divine to the dawn of to-morrow, O Lesbian maiden ! The flame-tongue of passion Is lambent and strong ; In mystical fashion Sucks sweetness from shade, As the voice of thy song In the halls of the dead, Breaking fitful and wild, Weird waking the slumber of Venus, the sleep of her child, O Lesbian maiden ! Thy tongue reaches red On that pillar of might ! Flaming gold from thy head Is a ga…
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…orrors they create. Omniscient blossom ! Is thy red slack bosom fresher for my kiss ? Are thy loves sharper ? Hast thou bliss in all the sorrow of the dead ?
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THE STORM Written on the North Atlantic Ocean. IN the sorrow of the silence of the sunset, when the world’s heart sinks to sleep, And the waking wind arises from the wedding of the aether and the deep, There are perfumes through the saltness of the even ; there are hints of flowers afar ; And the God goes down lamented by the lonely vesper star. The monsters rise around us as we move in moving mist, Slow whales that swim as musing, and lo ! or ever we wist, Looms northward in the grey, mysterious ice, cathedral high, Clad in transparent clouds …
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“ SABBE PI DUKKHAM ” (Everything is Sorrow) A LESSON FROM EURIPIDES Written in Lamma Sayadaw Kyoung, Akyab LAUGHTER in the faces of the people Running round the theatre of music When the cunning actors play the Bacchae, Greets the gay attire and gait of Pentheus, Pentheus by his blasphemy deluded, Pentheus caught already in the meshes Of the fate that means to catch and crush him, Pentheus going forth with dance and revel, Soon by Bassarids (wild joys of Nature) To be hunted. Ai ! the body mangled By the fatal fury of the Maenads Led by Agave h…
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…rs of promise Dew-lit that surround his path ; but keepeth Steady all his will to one endeavour, Till the light, the might, the joy, the sorrow, Life and death and love and hate are broken : Work effaces work, avails the worker. Strength, speed, ardour, courage and endurance (Needed never more) depart for ever. All dissolves, an unsubstantial phantom, Ghost of morning seen before the sunrise, Ghost of daylight seen beyond the sunset. All hath past beyond the soul’s delusion. All hath changèd to the ever changeless. Name and form in nameless and…
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…Of Satan, triple element of mystery and love and shame, Green, gold, and crimson, in my heart you strive with Jesus for its realm, While Sorrow’s tears would overwhelm the warriors of either part.
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…Her sunless breast. Her love is like pain, but enchanted : Her kiss is an opiate breath Amorously panted : her fervours last granted Are sorrow, and death.
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…l of Zôhra grew A fashioned orb of fiery dew : Yet (as cool water on a leaf) It touched his spirit not with grief, Although its name was sorrow. “ O for a name to borrow ” (He mused) “ some semblance for this subtle sense Of new experience ! For on my heart, untouched, my mind not used To any metre mused, Save the one tranquil and continuous rhyme Of joy exceeding time, Here the joy changes, but abides for ever, Here on the shining river Where the dusk gathers, and tall trees begin To wrap the shallop in, Sweet shade not cast of sun or moon or …
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…er his neighbour unloosen the sabre From holds in the hills. From love of my life and its burden Set free in the silence remote, Grows a sorrow divine for my guerdon, A peace in my struggling note. Compassion for earth far extended Beneath me, the swords and the rods, My spirit hath bended, bowed me and blended My self into God’s. But God—what divinity rises To me in the mountainous place ? What sun beyond suns, and surprises Mine eyes at the dawn of His face ?
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…ess, and have one friend, Self, and behold one God, and be, and look beyond the End. VI O Solitude ! how many have mistaken Thy name for Sorrow’s, or for Death’s or Fear’s ! Only thy children lie at night and waken— How shouldst thou speak and say that no man hears ? O Soul of Tears ! For never hath fallen as dew thy word, Nor is thy shape shewed, nor as Wisdom’s heard Thy crying about the city In the house where is no pity, But in the desolate halls and lonely vales of sand :
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… the hollow ? Thy face as a maid’s in a glass Go out and be lost and be broken As the face of the maid is withdrawn, And thy people with sorrow unspoken Wait, wait for the dawn ? But thou, O Diana, our Lady, Shall it be as if never had been ?
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… sea, O beautiful, more excellent than earth, How is thy travail understood, except thou give me birth ? O waves of death, O saltness, O sorrow manifold ! I see beneath thy darkness azure ; deeper still, the heart of gold. Am I not true, O mother, who hast held the lives of men Sucked down to thy swart bosom—O render not again ! Keep thou our life and mix it with thine eternal sleep : Rest, let us rest from passion there, deep ! O how deep ! Deep calleth unto deep, Amen ! hast thou no passion, thou ? Even now the white flames kindle on thy univ…
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…ier shadier tides, While the long hair of willows bent and kissed The stream, and drew its mist Up through their silent atmosphere. Some sorrow drawing near That slow, dark river would for sympathy Have found its home and never wandered out Into the sunlight any more. A sigh Stirred the pale waters where the moonlight stood Upon the sleepy flood In certain bough-wrought shapes of mystic meaning, As if the moon were weaning The king her babe from milk of life and love To milk new-dropped above From her sweet breast in vaporous light Into the wil…
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… the tragedy deep-lurking Hidden in the laughter of the people, So that laughter’s self grows gross and hateful. Then the Noble Truth of Sorrow quickens Every heart, and, seeking out its causes, Still the one task of the wise, their wisdom Finds desire, and, seeking out its medicine, Finds cessation of desire, and, seeking How so fierce a feat may be accomplished, Finds at first in Truth a right foundation, Builds the walls of Rightful Life upon it, Four-square, Word and Act and Aspiration Folded mystically across each other, Crowns that palace…
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… “ I am not weary of the soul of spring” He said, “ none happier in this causeless chain Of life that bears no fruit of pain, No seed of sorrow,” yet his heart was stirred, And, wasting no weak word On the invulnerable air, that had No soul of memories sad, He passed through all the palace : in his bowers He stooped and kissed the flowers ; And in his hall of audience stayed awhile, And with a glad strange smile Bade a farewell to all those lords of his ; And greeted with a kiss The virgins clustered in his halls of bliss. Next, passing through…
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I20 ANIMA LUNAE Free from disease and vice, sorrow and age. Only death’s joys assuage A gathering gladness at the thought of sleep. Never in all the archives, scroll on scroll, Reaching from aeons wrote they “ Women weep, Men hate, the children suffer.” In the place Where men most walked a table of fine brass Was set on marble, with an iron style That all might carve within that golden space If one grief came—and still the people pass, And since the city first began None wrote one word thereon till one—a man Witty in spite of happiness—wrote th…
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…e time in talking ? Let us now away unto the mountains ! ” So the wise, enlightened by compassion, Seeks that bliss for all the world of sorrow, Swears the bitter oath of Vajrapani : “ Ere the cycle rush to utter darkness Work I so that every living being Pass beyond this constant chain of causes. If I fail, may all my being shatter Into millions of far-whirling pieces ! ” Swears that oath, and works, and studies silence, Takes his refuge in the triple jewel,