FOLLOW A WORD THROUGH THE COLLECTION
Search the corpus.
Phrase search ignores case and repeated whitespace. All-words search finds whole words anywhere on the same page. OCR errors can affect results.
24 matching pages
Page 1 of 21905 · PDF PAGE 193
13 5. The competition is open to all the world. Com- peting essays must be written in English. 6. Essays may be sent in at any time up to August 1905. The time may be extended if no suitable essay has been received up to that date. 7. Competitors will not be kept in suspense. Any essay sent in will be read at once, and returned within fifteen days if unsuitable. In case of any competitor requiring more time than that allowed, it is open to him to forward part of his MS. to the Secretary, when if his work shows promise of success, he will be acc…
1905 · PDF PAGE 174
…a birds have empire to range, Whence the moon and the meteor hearken The perpetual rhythm of change, On earth and in heaven deluded With time, that the soul of us kills, I have passed. I have brooded, fled far to the wooded And desolate hills. Not there is the changing of voices That lament or regret or are sad, But the sun in his strength rejoices, The moon in her beauty is glad. As timeless and deathless time passes, And death is a hermit that dwells By the imminent masses of ice, where the grasses Abandon the fells. There silence, arrayed as…
1905 · PDF PAGE 73
68 INVOCATION The clinging skirts of Time. My place is fixed In the abyss beyond all Stars and Suns. I AM, the Resurrection and the Life ! Holy art Thou, Lord of the Universe ! Holy art Thou, whom Nature hath not formed ! Holy art Thou, the Vast and Mighty One ! O Lord of Darkness and O Lord of Light !
1905 · PDF PAGE 40
…sultry air, Hot with the lust of night and shame, Brooded on dust, when thy shoulders bare Shone on the sea with a sudden flame Into all Time to abundant fame ? Daughter of Lust by the foam of the sea ! Mother of flame ! Sister of shame ! Tiger that Sin nor her son cannot tame ! Worship to thee ! Glory to thee ! Venus Callipyge, mother of me. Fruitless foam of a sterile sea, Wanton waves of a vain desire, Maddening billows flecked with fire, Storms that lash on the brine, and flee, Dead delights, insatiate ire Broke like a flower to the birth o…
1905 · PDF PAGE 156
…abominable sunset, sharp With needles of young pines, their tips ablaze. Their feet dead black ; the wind’s dark fingers warp To its own time their strings, a sombre mode Found by a ghost on a forgotten harp 151
1905 · PDF PAGE 180
…nge Is as light in the groves long shady As peace in the halls of change. The web of the world is rended ; Stayed are the causal mills ; Time is ended ; space unextended. And end of the hills !
1905 · PDF PAGE 167
…y see thy colour, Reds killing roses, greens blaspheming grass. O thou art simply perfect, don’t you know ? Than thee all masters of old time are duller, O artiste of the Quartier Montparnasse ! [This parody on the style of my own poems on the Art of Rodin was written to furnish the subject of it with a critical eulogium for domestic use. May she forgive one who has not less a sincere admiration for her work be-cause he is capable of a jest at its expense !—A. C.] 162
1905 · PDF PAGE 155
…l vengeance rightly wrought Bring all their house of wrong to nought ! Scorn, the catastrophe of crime, These be their monuments through time ! And Ireland, green once more and fresh, Draw life from their dissolving flesh ! By Saxon carcases renewed, Spring up, O shamrock virgin-hued ! And in the glory of thy leaf Let all forget the ancient grief ! Now is the hour ! The drink is poured ! Wake ! fatal and avenging sword ! Brave men of Erin, hand in hand, Arise and free the lovely land ! Death to the Saxon ! Slay nor spare ! O God of Justice, hea…
1905 · PDF PAGE 143
…d me.” In whom such thoughts no harbourage may find, will hatred cease to be. “ The state of hate doth not abate by hate in any clime or time, But hate will cease if love increase,” so smoothly runs the ancient rhyme. (I have imitated the punning of the Pali by the repeated rhymes, which further gives the flavor of the Old English proverbial saw.) The truth that “ here we all must die ” those others do not comprehend ; But some perceiving it, for them all discords find an utter end. Sodden * with passion, unrestrained his senses (such an one we…
1905 · PDF PAGE 129
…xperience ! 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 star, But of some light afar Softer and sweeter than all these—what light Burns past the wondrous night Of yonder crags ?—what riven chasm hides In those mysterious sides ? Somewhere this stream must leap Down vales divinely steep…
1905 · PDF PAGE 112
… Reft of their joys and fears, Pass like pale faces, leave the life of man Untroubled of their destines, Leave him forgotten of life and time, immortal, calm and wise. Only the ceaseless surf on coral towers, The changeless change of the unchanging ocean, Laps the bright night, with unsubstantial motion Winnowing the starlight, plumed with feathery flowers Of foam and phosphor glory, the strange glow Of the day’s amber fallen to indigo, Lit of its own depth in some subtle wise, A pavement for the footsteps from the skies Of angels walking thus …
1905 · PDF PAGE 60
…artist finishes By memory that does not go. Behind the rocks a bitch unquietly gazed on Ourselves with eye of wrathful woe, Watching her time to return unto the skeleton For tit-bits that she had let go. Yet you are like to it, this dung, this carrion, To this infection doubly dire, Star of my eyes that are, and still my nature’s sun, You, O my angel ! You, my own desire ! Yes ! such will you be, queen, in graces that surpass, Once the last sacraments are said ; When you depart beneath wide-spreading blooms and grass To rot amid the bones of ma…
1905 · PDF PAGE 158
… anointed him, fair lock by lock, With oil that drew incalculable gain From those six olives in the midst whereof Christ prayed the last time, ere the fatal Wain
1905 · PDF PAGE 160
…one he knew was nearest—too, too fond ! He dared not—not for his sake but for hers. So he bent down, and passed away beyond In space, in time. [The myriad ministers Of God, seeing her soul, prayed God to send One spirit yet to turn him—subtly stirs The eternal glory of god’s mouth ; “ The end Is not, nor the beginning.” Such the speech Our language fashions down—to comprehend.] The wood broke suddenly upon the beach, Curved, flat ; the water oozing on the sand Stretched waveless out beyond where eye might reach, A grey and shapeless place, a ho…
1905 · PDF PAGE 128
…ing flame Of lambent water and the carven quay, Stone, like embroidery ! All the dear beauty of art’s soul sublime He looked on the last time, And trod the figured steps, and found the ledge At the white water’s edge Where the king’s pinnace lodged ; but he put by That shell of ivory, And chose a pearl-inwoven canoe, whose prow Bore the moon’s own bright brow In grace of silver sculputred ; and therein He stepped ; and all the water thin Laughed to receive him ; now the city faded Little by little into many-shaded Clusters of colour. So his boa…
1905 · PDF PAGE 77
…at mine appointed hour. I made ye stewards in the primal day, And set your thrones in my celestial way. I gave ye power above the moving time That all your vessels to my crown might climb. From all the corners of your fortress caves Ye might invoke me, and your wise conclaves Should pour the fires of increase, life and birth, Continual dewfall to the thirsty earth. Thus are ye made of Justice and of Truth, The Souls of Fury, and the Lords of Ruth. In His great Name, your God’s, I say, arise ! Behold ! His mercies murmur in the skies. His Name i…
1905 · PDF PAGE 130
…wy night That lay upon the river. So the king Heard a strange chant—the woods began to sing ; The river took the tune ; the willows kept Time ; and the black skies wept Those tears, those blossoms, those pearl drops of milk That the moon shed : and looking up he saw, As if the willows were but robes of silk, The moon’s face stoop and draw
1905 · PDF PAGE 125
…, More beautiful than Gods of wood or river ; And so the city should endure for ever.) But the king’s mood was otherwise this day. Along time’s river, fifty years away, There was a young man once Ruddier than autumn suns
1905 · PDF PAGE 140
… the mortal of a god deluded. So, the last wise word rejected, Pentheus Cries, “ ἀγ ὡς ταχιστα, του χρονου δε σοι φθονω ”—“ Why waste we 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 studie…
1905 · PDF PAGE 98
…h, brand how worse than Cain’s ! Divided being, undivided pains ! What is this life ? (To call it life that grows No inch throughout all time.) This bitterness Too weak and hateful to be called distress ? Slow memory working backward only knows There was some horror grown to it for kin ; Some final leprous growth that took my brain, Weaving a labyrinth of dullest pain From the sweet scarlet threat I thought was sin. I cannot sin ! Alas, one sin were sweet ! But sin is living—and we cannot meet ! So long ago, so miserably long ! I was a maiden—o…