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Page 102 of 1971961 · PDF PAGE 51
…ther Parts of his Will. And because the People are oft times unlearned, not understanding Pleasure, let them be instructed in the Art of Life; to prepare Food palatable and wholesome, each to this own Taste, to make Clothes according to Fancy, with Variety of Individuality and to practise the manifold Crafts of Love. These Things being first secured, thou mayst afterward lead them into the Heavens of Poesy and Tale, of Music, Painting, and Sculpture, and into the Lore of the Mind itself, with its insatiable Joy of all knowledge. Thence let them…
1904 · PDF PAGE 21
… poisonous bitch, is rotten. Fact, atone !) Such magic liquors in his veins there seethe As, would he master, need strong order known In life’s routine, ere he may dare to be alone. So there alone he was, and like a comet, Leaps on the utmost ridges of the hills. Then, like a dog returning to his vomit, Broods in the hall on all creation’s ills ! An idle volume with mere bosh he fills ; He dreams and dozes, toils and flies afar, Apace — the body by a thousand wills Of fire cross-twisted, bruised, is thrust, a spar, Wreckage of some wild sea, to…
1905 · PDF PAGE 64
… see The very soul and majesty of thee Thrill in the lyre and leave the lazy long Notes for crisp magic of sharp rustling sound, And thy life quickens and thy loves abound, Listening the answer of our dancing throng. Joy, sleep, peace, laughter, thought, remembrance, came Even at our prelude, a death-quickening flame, And earth rejoiced throughout to hear Demeter’s name. We come, in bass deep-swelling, rocks and caves, A hollow roar across the golden waves Hidden in islands set deep in the untravelled sea. Across the corn from storm-cleft mount…
1909 · PDF PAGE 17
…not there still ply your nameless harrow, Mingle a cup from those our common pains To intoxicate us with an extreme pleasure Keener than life’s, more dolorous than death’s Till these infernal blisses pass the measure Of heaven’s imagined by the tremulous breaths Ot silly saints and silly sinners, swaying From scraps of blasphemy to scraps of praying?
1909 · PDF PAGE 31
…golden bliss of all those other lands Where he was happy. So the blizzard frets Its sterile death across my soul, and chills All hope of life even from the rare sad seeds It blows from sunnier vales and happier hills, Though at the best they be but worthless weeds. I stand — I scan the infinite horizon Of hopeless hope — yet I must travel on.
1911 · PDF PAGE 63
…re traitor. I sought to praise my love, and to lament the hours that divided us; and I could not. Therefore I wrote down the story of my life. And it is this: * * * 3 * Gilded and painted to hide its worm—eaten planks, my pleasure—boat was foundering. I cursed the treachery of the workmen, and resolved to trust myself to my own arms rather than to abide any longer therein. No sooner had I taken off my clothes and plunged into the river than I perceived that it was now become dark. On the one hand glowed a star, curious indeed, but of no great b…
1911 · PDF PAGE 63
…re traitor. I sought to praise my love, and to lament the hours that divided us; and I could not. Therefore I wrote down the story of my life. And it is this: * * * 3 * Gilded and painted to hide its worm—eaten planks, my pleasure—boat was foundering. I cursed the treachery of the workmen, and resolved to trust myself to my own arms rather than to abide any longer therein. No sooner had I taken off my clothes and plunged into the river than I perceived that it was now become dark. On the one hand glowed a star, curious indeed, but of no great b…
1913 · PDF PAGE 318
…inite creation. Supreme love contemplates itself in beauty as in a mirror, and It essays all forms as adornments, for It is the lover of life. Man also affirms himself and creates himself; he adorns himself with his trophies of victory, he enlightens himself with his own conceptions, he clothes himself with his works as with a wedding garment. 20
1913 · PDF PAGE 318
…inite creation. Supreme love contemplates itself in beauty as in a mirror, and It essays all forms as adornments, for It is the lover of life. Man also affirms himself and creates himself; he adorns himself with his trophies of victory, he enlightens himself with his own conceptions, he clothes himself with his works as with a wedding garment. 20
1905 · PDF PAGE 204
…ore Iam strange: my soul is seared With desolation of the blinding day I have come out from: yes, that fearful light Was not the Sun: my life has been the death, This death may be the life: my spirit sight Knows that at last, at least. My doubtful breath Is breathing in a nobler air; I know, I know it in my soul, despite of this, The clinging darkness of the Long Ago, Cruel as death, and closer than a kiss, This horror of great darkness. I am come Into this darkness to attain the light : To gain my voice I make myself as dumb: That I may see I …
1905 · PDF PAGE 44
… I kneel, lament- ing The days when Love seemed fair, the bitter years When pain might have found truth, ere un- relenting I shipwrecked Life! O agony of tears! Vain tears! In silence, with abated breath I drift, drift on to Death ! PRIEST SPEAKS. Duy 1V. Vale VET) THE ( Proccdee to. LAY them together for the sake of Love Within a little plot of piteous earth, When life’s last flower is faded in the sun. Lay them together in the tender ground That summer showers may shed a trembling lear, And summer breezes whisper melodies Of pity. Lay them th…
1905 · PDF PAGE 54
…im who braves the gale of night, And mock his might. They rush upon him like a wave, and break In fiery foam against him, and they shake Life in its citadel. They open Tell To let the Furies and the Fates spring forth On their wild chargers of the icy North To quench the holy lamp. His spirit and his life within him quail, And all the armaments of sin assail With deadly tramp - And swordless fury. Ilell devours and tears The heart of any a man, whom heavenly airs Shield and lead on afar, Where beyond storm and passion is the sky, And where the …
1909 · PDF PAGE 59
… Since all things, even one thing, are absurd ; Whose heart burns out in one volcanic throb, — And no thing is the utmost ecstasy. Whose life is eaten up of nothingness. This is his truth, and yours, that seem to be Mere beauteous bodies gripped in epicene And sterile passion, all unchastity Kisses induct the soft and solemn tune That Israfel shail blow on Doomisday— Your silky eyes are blue as that pale moon (For ere it dies it sickens into grey) In being chaste, all chaste in our obscene That witches see, whose eager violence And sexless mout…
1910 · PDF PAGE 136
…f some loud God, lifting the storm In his disastrous hand, Steps the sweet-voiced, the mellow motherhood Glad of the suns kiss, full of life, well wooed And won and brought to his bed, Proud of her rhythm in the lusty kiss, Triumphant and exulting in the mood Wherein her being is Crowned with a husbands head, And left in solitude which is not solitude. She strides with mighty steps across the glade Laughing, her bosom swelling with the milk Born of a million kisses : leaps her womb Pregnant with fruits, and latter flowers, and shade Of the gr…
1912 · PDF PAGE 53
…impossible to combine Prana- yama properly performed with emotional thought. It should be resorted to immedi- ately, at all times during life, when calm is threatened.
1912 · PDF PAGE 87
…f its the truth you need. 1ST VOICE. Yes, hear him, hes her friend too ! 3RD VOICE. Thats true ! ALESSANDRO. Yes, indeed, Id give my life to-day to succour the Princess ! 2ND VOICE. Ah, thats a man ! VOICES. Hurrah ! ALESSANDRO. However did you guess ? Peace now ! [Calls.] Hollo ! Hollo ! is that the Governor ?
1913 · PDF PAGE 341
…is a martyr, for he dies for others. Every man who dies of starvation is a martyr, for he is like a soldier struck down in the battle of life. Those who die in defence of right are as holy in their sacrifice as the victims of duty, and in the great struggles and revolutions against power, martyrs fell equally on both sides. Right being the root of duty, our duty is to defend our rights. What is a crime? The exaggeration of a right. Murder 1 A mistranslation by monotheists. The Greek is veda 6 Oedg: “Spirit is God.”—TRANS, 43
1913 · PDF PAGE 341
…is a martyr, for he dies for others. Every man who dies of starvation is a martyr, for he is like a soldier struck down in the battle of life. Those who die in defence of right are as holy in their sacrifice as the victims of duty, and in the great struggles and revolutions against power, martyrs fell equally on both sides. Right being the root of duty, our duty is to defend our rights. What is a crime? The exaggeration of a right. Murder 1 A mistranslation by monotheists. The Greek is veda 6 Oedg: “Spirit is God.”—TRANS, 43
1899 · PDF PAGE 8
…y gods design—if gods be froward I am a man, nor fear to drain the bowl. And some old devil, dead no doubt and damned, But living in her life, had wisely crammed Her fierce bronze throat with such a foul device As made her belly yearn for sacrifice, She leered like love on me, and smiled, and shammed, And did not pity for all her breast of spice. They thrust me in her hateful jaws, and I Even then resisted not, so fain to die Was my desire, so weary of the fight With my own love, so willing to be quite Sure of my strength by death; and eagerly …
1905 · PDF PAGE 93
…t their stings. Only abides there a hollow, void as the heart of the earth. Echo may find it and follow, dead from the day of her birth. Life, of itself not insatiate ; death, not presuming to be ; Share me intense and emaciate, waste me, are nothing to me. Still in the desolate place, still in the bosom that was Even as a veil for thy face, thy face in a breathed-on glass, Hangs there a vulture, and tears with a beak of iron and fire. I know not his name, for he wears no feathers of my desire. It is thou, it is thou, lone maiden ! My heart is …