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… The soul’s own life-blood on the desperate brink! So, from the languid fingers in my curls And dreamy worship of a woman’s eyes, I look beyond the miserable whirls Of foolish measures woven in the skies; Beyond the thoughtless stars: beyond God’s sleep : Beyond the deep: beneath the deadly deep!
…rooks no mortal in its swell— This monotone immortal lips Make in our infinite eclipse ! Formless, above all shape and shade ; Lampless, beyond all light and flame ; Timeless, above all age and grade ; Moveless, beyond the mighty name ; A mystic mortal and a maid, Filled with all things to fill the same, To overflow the shores of God, Mingling our proper period. The agony is passed: behold How shape and light are born again ; How emefald and starry gold Burn in the midnight ; how the pain Of our incredible marriage-fold And bed of birthless tra…
…lama sabacthani ! 1 Nature: the beginning. 2 Perfection: the end. ‘© Chomse,! moon-god, grant thy boon, The silver pathway of the moon ! Beyond the Glory of the Dawn, Beyond the Splendour of the Sun, Thy secret Spirit is withdrawn, The plumes of the Concealed One. Amoun !7 upon the Cross I cry, ‘*T am Osiris, even I!” O Thou! the All, the many-named, The One in many manifest: ' Let not my spirit be ashamed, But win to its eternal rest! Thou Self from Nothing ! bring Thou me Unto that Self which is in Thee ! AMEN. 1 See previous explaniations of…
…alfépa mépow yaias ‘EdXavlas dorépas éomépous otov, olov &dyos érador, pirat. EURIPIDES. AMSTERDAM, December 237d, 1897. LET me pass out beyond the city gate. All day I loitered in the little streets Of black worn houses tottering, like the fate That hangs above my head even now, and meets Prayer and defiance as not hearing it. They lean, these old black streets ! a little sky Peeps through the gap, the rough stone path is lit Just for a little by the sun, and I Watch his red face pass over, fade away To other streets, and other passengers, See…
… brain To my poor Art—-there comes to me some- how This fact: Man’s-work is God made mani- fest; Life is all Peace again. And Dreams are beyond life. Their wider scope, Limitless Empire o’er the world of thought, Help my desires to press Beyond all stars toward God and Heaven and Hope ; And in the world-amazing chase is wrought Somehow—all Happiness. THE TRIUMPH OF MAN. BEFORE the darkness, earlier than being, When yet thought was not, shapeless and unseeing, | Made misbegotten of deity on death, There brooded on the waters the strange breath O…
…s To That which Is and Was and reigns Shadowed in four and ten,! And loses self in sacred lands, And cries and quickens, and understands Beyond the first Amen.” THE ALCHEMIST. THIS POEM WAS INTENDED AS THE PRO- LOGUE ‘YO A PLAY—AT PRESENT UN- FINISHED.? An old tower, very lofty, on a small and rocky islet, Inthe highest chamber aman of some forty years, but stlver-haired, looks out of the window. Clear starry night, no moon. Chamber furnished with books, alchemtc instruments, etc. He gazes some minutes, stzhs deeply, but at last speaks. THE wor…
…Universe, The Love of Isis! Then I fell away Into some old mysterious abyss Rolling between the heights of starry space ; Flaming above, beyond the Tomb of Time, Blending the darkness into the profound Chasms of matter—so I fell away Through many strange eternities of Space, 1 Revelations xii. I, Limitless fields of Time. I knew in me That I must fall into the ground and die ; Dwell in the deep a-many years, at last To rise again—Osiris, slain and risen ! Light of the Cross, I see Thee in the sky, My future! I must perish from the earth, Abide …
…. As when'the conqueror Christ burst forth of prison, And triumph woke the thunder of the spheres, So brake the soul, as newly re-arisen Beyond the years. Far above Space and Time, that earth environ With bands and bars we strive against in vain, Far o’er the world, and all its triple iron And brazen chain, Far from the change that men call life fled higher Into the world immutable of sleep, We see our loved one, and vain eyes desire In vain to weep. Woeful our gaze, ifon lone Earth descendent, To view the absence of yon flame afar— Yetin the H…
…d ! Why, you are crying? CORA. You say this to me? O could you look within a magic glass, Holding my hand, such sights would come to you Beyond your knowledge—ay, beyond belief! I am no saintly virgin wrapped in prayer, Nor is my life one river of clear water Drawn from the wells of God. You foolish child ! My love for you you cannot understand, Nor the low motive—you have shown it me— Of this beginning of our talk. MADELINE, Say on! CORA (meaniigly). Much less you understand the love I bear To Ulric! MADELINE gzves a latile cry. Ileart of Chri…
…IT Because my hand may fasten on the sword If my heart falter not, and smite Those lampless limits most abhorred Of iron night, And pass beyond their horror to attack Fresh foemen, light and truth to bring Through their untrodden fields of black, A victor king. I know all must be well, all must be free; I know God: as I knowa friend ; I conquer, and most silently Await the end. VESPERS. THE incense steams before the Christ ; It wraps His feet with grey, A perfumed melancholy mist, Tears sacred from the day ; An awe, a holiness, I wist, More swe…
PREFACE 223 Beyond the gold and glamour of Life’s lotus, The flower that falls from this our stronger sight, We dwell, eternal shapes of shadowy light. Only the love on earth that shook and smote us Begets new stars—truth’s flowers fallen through night Beyond the gold and glamour of Life's lotus! Eternal bliss of Love in birthless bowers ! Light, the gemmed robes of Love! Life, lifted breath, Ageless existence deifying death ! Love, the sole flower beyond these lesser flowers !— In thee at last the live fruit quickeneth ? Eternal bliss of Love …
…secrets of forgotten sleep, The birth of knowledge as a flower ! Slow and divine thy gentle breath Wovos my warm throat: my spirit flies Beyond the iron walls of death, And seeks strange portals, pale and wise. My lips are fervent, as in prayer, Thy lips are parted, as to kiss: My hand is clenched upon the air, Thy hand's soft touch, how sweet it is ! The wind is amorous of the sea ; The sea’s large limbs to its embrace Curl, and thy perfume curls round me, An incense on my eager face. O emerald star, deep beauty’s avatar, Are thy skies dim? Wh…
…n the silence, like a chime, L heard the wings of Sleep. BY ‘TITE CAM, TwibiGur is over, and the noon of night Draws to its zenith. Were beyond the stream Dance the wild witches that dispel imy dream Of gardens naked in Diana's sight. Foul censers, altars desecrated, blight The corpse-lit river, whose dank vapours teem Tfeavy and horrible, a deadly steam Of murder’s black intolerable might. The stagnant pools rejoice; the human feast Revels at height; the sacrament is come; God wakes no lightning in the broken East ; His awful thunders listen a…
DE PROFUNDIS 109 Where he lay sleeping. Purity And joy beyond the speech of man Dwelt on his face, divinely wan. ‘* How beautiful is sleep!” he saith, Bends over him. There is no breath, No sound, no motion: it 1s death. And gazing on the happy head ‘* How beautiful is Death!” he said. A SONNET IN SPRING. O CHAINLESS Love, the frost is in my brain, Whose swift desires and swift intelligence Are dull and numb to-day; because the sense Only responds to the sharp key of pain. O free fair Love, as welcome as the rain On thirsty fallows, come, and l…
… Though Death may masquerade as Sleep, And Lust laugh out like Love. But God’s strong arms set under me Lifted my spirit through the air Beyond the wide supernal sea,* Beyond the veil of vair. 1 Ash-covered, 2 Any being who, under the guise of love, draws the strength from another. ~ 3 Binah. God said: My ways are sweet and deep: The sceptres and the swords thereof Change: for Death’s face is fair as Sleep; And Lust is clean as Love. I slept upon Fis breast ; and Death Came like Sleep’s angel, and I died, And tasted the Lethean breath. There wa…
…e, and the praise More loud than day’s That swings its barren censer in the sky And asks to die Because the sea will hear no hollow moan Beyond its own, Because the sea that kissed dead Sappho! sings Of strange dark things— Shapes of bright breasts that purple as the sun Grows dark and dun, Of pallid lips more haggard for the kiss Of Salmacis,? Of eager eyes that startle for the fear Too dimly dear Lest there come death, like passion, and fulfil Their dreams of ill! Oh! lift thy forehead to the night’s cool wind ! The meekest hind That fears th…
…e dimmed glory of my clouded eye She catches one sharp glint of love for her: She will not leave me ever till I die :— Nay, though [die! Beyond the distant gloom Heaven springs, a fountain, out of Change’s woh ! ‘Time would all men within the grave inter :— For Time himself shall no god find a tomb? Glory and love and work precipitate The end of man’s desire—so sayeth Fate. Man answers: Love is stronger, work more sure, Glory more fadeless than her shafts abate. Though all worlds fail, the pulse of Life be still, God fall, all darken, she hath …
…e rested—Ah! I clench my hand And turn away with yet undaunted look, Setting my face toward the distant land That must lie sumewhere far beyond this world of sand. About me are the bones of many men Who turned to God their rapt adoring eyes, And cast away the love within their ken For this vague treasure-house beyond the skies— Whither I turn, like a dumb beast that dies, A wistful look, and breathe a dumb com- plaint. Lo! they have cast away the mask of lies And not found Truth. saint Whose skeleton lies here because his soul did faint ! So he…
…drawn From wells profounder than the very sea. Yea, I am come, where least I guessed it so, Into the very Presence of the Three That Are beyond all Gods. And nowI know What spiritual Light is drawing me Up to its stooping splendour. In my soul I feel the Spring, the all-devouring Dawn, Rush with my Rising. There, beyond the goal, The Veil is rent ! Yes: let the veil be drawn. SIN. Yu rivers, and ye elemental caves, Above the fountains of the broken ice, Know ye what dragon lurks within your waves ? Know ye the secret of the cockatrice? The basi…
… from the sky. Thither I pressed at midnight, and the dawn Saw my swift feet move faster than the fawn. Pale seas of blue soft azure lie beyond, Far o’er the gleaming green: the smoke is risen Out of the cloudy north ; the incense-wand That binds dead souls in prison, That prison of the day, when sleepless dead Rest for awhile from agony and dread. Strange ! how a certain fear possesses me Alone amid their crag-bound solitude. Even beyond the keen delight—to Be— Steals that diviner mood Of wonder at the miracle—the plan Of Nature crowned by the…