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… shall rattle in the breeze, and from whose eyeless sockets shall glare—?—lI dare not bid you guess what evil knowledge. Then, an you be wise, you shall know that a wise gardener wisely put them there. For every garden is the world; and in the world these are. So every cathedral is the world, and the archi- tect of Notre Dame deserved his heaven. To me life and death have most often appeared in majesty and beauty, in solemnity and horror; in I B
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THE MORIBUND. I, THE Seven Wise Men of Martaban Sate round the dying man. They were so still, one would have said: If he were dying, they were dead! The first was agéd; in his beard He muttered never a weird. The next was beautiful and gay : He had no word to say. The third was wroth and rusty red, Yet not a word he said. gI
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…t. It is enough. Closed is the sphere. There is no more to hear. They perish not; they do not thrive. They are at rest, alive, The Seven Wise Men of Martaban; And, moribund, the man. 95
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…ho taste the sweetmeat find it cloy. ‘* All things are ill,” the dotard sang. Who stir the serpent feel the fang. ‘*All is 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 yourselves, to swive, 46
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XI, One thing makes me weep He was wise one way, and scorned sleep. Wherefore he sleeps not, does not hear That still small dreadful voice of fear. Therefore he realizes not That this is his eternal lot. Therefore he suffers not at all. XII. Luckier is he than one, a small Wild girl, whose one desire on earth Was to—be blunt with it !—give birth To children. Here she’s fairly in it! Pumps out her fourteen babes a minute; Her (under chloroform) the voice Bids to be gleesome and rejoice: *© No sterile God balks ¢hime endeavour. This sort of thing…
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…y of a thought, yet seed Of word and.deed ! To thine assured fruition we may trust This weary dust. We who are old, and palsied, (and so wise !) Lift up our eyes 57
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…unch said to would-be bridegrooms: Don’t! Might I advise the same to those Shapeless and senseless embryos Who seek to live? Yes, God is wise Enough to set a snare for lies As well as truths. The soul content On earth in his own element Will be content from flesh released. But he who strives to be a beast Or strives to be a god; would gain Long bliss for a few hours of pain, Or struggles for no matter what, Continues. I would rather not. Vv. That puzzle’s grief I did not share Because on earth I did not care. I met a grave philosopher— Had soug…
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…le Since for his voice the part thus bare Would serve as well to scent the air. A. Where reverence ceases, ribald jest Breaks forth, the wise allow the rest. The perfect master stands confessed. 4. Why! I supposed your wrath would burst ; My name and number stand accurst In the great Order of the West ! A. Nay: Buddha smiles; ’twas Jesus wept! Arise, O brother and adept! XN. Master! A. The torture-hours are past. V. The peace of pain is mine at last. 28