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.
27 matching pages
Page 1 of 21910 · PDF PAGE 141
…; there is no beat Of its blood ; there is no heat Of sacred fire upon my lips to sing. My heart is dead ; I say that name thrice over ; Rose !Rose !Rose ! Even as lover should call to lover ; There is no quickening, No flood, no fount that flows ; No water wells from the dead spring. My thoughts come singly, dry, contemptuous, Too cold for hate : all I can say is that they come From some dead sphere without me ; Singly they come, beats of a senseless drum Jarred by a fool, harsh, unharmonious. There is no sense within me or about me ; Yet e…
1910 · PDF PAGE 25
…, The Stone beyond compare, The harmony of the Circle and the Square, All that surpasseth mortal wit Even to imagine ? we have found it, Rose, Rose of the Stars, Rose of the utmost snows ! Where ? Where Love knows.
1910 · PDF PAGE 40
…rom the five wounds of God that bled ; Each wound that mothered her still bleeding, And on that blood her babes art feeding. Oh ! like a rose-winged pelican She hath bred blessed babes to Pan ! Oh ! like a lion-hued nightingale She hath torn her breast on thorns to avail The barren rose-tree to renew Her life with that disastrous dew, Building the rose o the world alight With music out of the pale moonlight ! O She is like the river of blood That broke from the lips of the bastard god, When he saw the sacred mother smile On the ibis that flew …
1910 · PDF PAGE 23
…ut pain and pleasure, grief and joy ? Is God a wanton boy To play with us so bitter cheap By such a jewelled light ? Be thine the power, Rose of the Stars, in this thy tortured hour When the wee lips that clung to thee are cold, To give the world a light of other gold From that men hoard, from that the suns afford In their implacable cars As they roll on impassive ; bid thy Lord (O Rose, Rose of the Stars !) And slave make known thy beauty and thy passion In his imperfect fashion, So that thy wisdom and thy strength are sold In every mart of ea…
1910 · PDF PAGE 140
130 ROSA DECIDUA O Rose, thou art sick ! The invisible worm That flies in the night In the howling storm Has found out thy bed Of crimson joy, And his dark secret love Does thy life destroy.BLAKE. ROSE of the World ! If so, then what a world ! What worm at its red heart lay curled From the beginning ? Plucked and torn and trampled And utterly corrupt is she That was the queen-flower unexampled In gardens goodlier than Arcady. O Thou ! whose body was my lyre, whose soul Lay on my mouth like a live coal ! This time thou hearest not my song ; …
1910 · PDF PAGE 12
… the hours of bliss ; Only the one joy in a world of woes ; Only the one spark in the storm-cloud riven ; Only the one shaft through the rose-dawn driven, Thy shaft, Eros ! Not as Apollo or as Artemis Loosing gray death from golden thong To slay the poet in a song, The lover in a kiss ; But to divide the inmost marrow With that ensanguine arrow ; But to unite each bleeding part Of that most universal heart ; Leaving us slaves, and kings ; Bound, and with eagles wings ; One soul, comprising all that may be thought, One soul, conscious of naught…
1910 · PDF PAGE 150
…all these thunders venomously hurled Stop. My head strikes the floor ; one cry, the old cry, Strikes at the sky in its exquisite agony : Rose ! Rose o th World !
1910 · PDF PAGE 147
…etes in an amorous bout to make Some child to tread upon that snake. But ever the worm slipped, escaped ; its spires Here crushed, there rose the stronger for the pressure That gave it purchase ; keener flamed the fires In its eyes triumphant. Now its soul asserts Its master-pleasure ; The worm exerts Its adult might, and in one bout The spine snaps of that child of Love and Pity, And mangled he falls out Of the fight. Just so child Hercules Strangled two serpents in his pretty Red fists, achieved twelve labours, won to ease, And was done down …
1910 · PDF PAGE 149
…e. I am so wrecked, so rent That one seems brag, the other sentiment. I cannot leave the present ; I will not pose There lies the rotten rose And stinks. That is the truth ; the rest is gloss. My loss was total loss. So close that rose lay to my heart, its fall Was the catastrophe of all.
1910 · PDF PAGE 135
… Come ! let the night fall ; let us drown what knows In what exults ; blot out the wizard figure Of thought, and build the many-coloured rose Your body on the cross, my bodys rigour. Chaos and Cosmos as God ebbs and flows Less than your thrustwring out the extreme vigour ! Annihilation take us, till we rise Once more to the damnation in your eyes !
1910 · PDF PAGE 155
…far, Shall bloom with all the blossoms of Bokhara : See ! oer the brim the mystic fountain flows ! Cull from the caldron the ensanguine Rose !
1910 · PDF PAGE 226
… I should like to know, pardie ! Of all the beauties that compose The enchantment of her darling breath, The black seductions and the rose Wherewith her body glittereth, Which is the sweetest ? O my soul ! Thus didst thou answer the Accurst : In her, since alls divine control, There cannot be or last or first. Since all transports me, how shall I Aught of one thing affirm aright ? She dazzles like the morning sky And soothes my spirit like the night. Too exquisite the music is That all her lovely shape affords For impotent analysi…
1910 · PDF PAGE 56
…e blind, Expressed the vacancy behind. So life went on. One winter day So silent and so still she lay That I took cold, regarding her. I rose, I wrapped myself in fur ; Then came to her, my thought untold Being that she, too, might be cold. I laid my hand upon her breast. Cold ! Icy cold ! Ah you have guessed. Right. She was dead, quite dead. And so You see, friend, I shall never know. She kept her secret. Leave me alone ! OrI shall hardly keep my own !
1910 · PDF PAGE 129
THE LADDER 119 TIPHERETH Hail, hail, thou sun of harmony, Of beauty and of ecstasy ! Thou radiance brilliant and bold ! Thou ruby rose, thou cross of gold ! Hail, centre of the cosmic plan ! Hail, mystic image of the Man ! I give the sign of slain Asar. I give the sign of Asi towering. I give the sign of Apep, star Of black Destruction all-devouring. I give thy sign, Asar re-risen : Break, O my spirit, from thy prison ! I match, &c. GIMEL (with the crossing of the path of Teth) Hail, virgin Moon, bright Moon of Her That is Gods thought and mi…
1910 · PDF PAGE 11
1 ROSA COELI I ROSE of the World ! Ruby with blood from the bright veins of God Caught in the chalice of your heart, and pearled With dew at many a melting period When the amethyst lustre of your eyes dissolves The veil that hides your naked splendour From these infirm resolves And halting loves of your poor poets soul With radiance mild and tender, So that I see awhile the golden goal ! Yea ! all your light involves Me, me tenebrous, me too cold and base Ever to kindle to the maiden face (Three years my wife, three years of me unwon !) That w…
1910 · PDF PAGE 101
…ows But that this corpse committed to the earth May be the occasion of some happier birth ? Springs earliest snowdrop ? Summers latest rose ? II Thou knowest what asp hath fixed its lethal tooth In the white breast that trembled like a flower At thy name whispered. Thou hast marked how hour By hour its poison hath dissolved my youth,
1910 · PDF PAGE 15
…. V O Song ! O amorous and seducing, I see thee as thou soarest, So that, the girders of the soul unloosing, That Child of you and me, O rose of roses, That Child whose life encloses Our lives, is therefore I, may wander ever
1910 · PDF PAGE 47
THE GARDEN OF JANUS 37 VII I rose to seek him. First my footsteps faint Pressed the starred moss ; but soon I wandered, like some sweet sequestered saint, Into the wood, my mind. The moon Was staggered by the trees ; with fierce constraint Hardly one ray Pierced to the ragged earth about their roots that lay. VIII I wandered, crying on my Lord. I wandered Eagerly seeking everywhere. The stores of life that on my lips he squandered Grew into shrill cries of despair, Until the dryads frightened and dumfoundered Fled into space Like to a demon-ki…
1910 · PDF PAGE 22
…d drawn from its dejection, By the sure fact that not in idle dream But sole in sense supreme Certainly visible and tangible Were you, O Rose, whose root remotest hell Nourishes, and whose top flowers higher than the Throne Of the Eternal one. Thou shouldst not leave me alone To gaze upon the sun And take the glory of his excellence Not unto me close curled, And on my bodys beauty crucified
1910 · PDF PAGE 24
14 ROSA COELI XIV Give me thine hand, Rose of the Stars, and we will soar above Wisdom and Strength and Love, Into the sphere where all delight retires In azure flames and silver-edgéd fires. Now through the veil we shoot Like snaky lightning through a thundercloud Up to the awful precipice-skirted place Where deaf, blind, palsied, mute There sits the leprous God ; we laugh aloud Seeing him face to face, Blowing him like a shaken sheaf of snow With a brief gust of wind Over the cliffs of his ensanguine throne ; Seating ourselves thereon, as men…