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Page 108 of 1961907 · PDF PAGE 142
ORPHEUS Hyperion his treasure Of light that is rolled In music and pleasure Unheard and untold. We are kisses of light and of tears, love’s triumph on fear. We obey: I am here! ORPHEUS. Dim lights shed around me In many a form Like lovers surround me :— O tender and warm ! They hunt me, they hound me; They struggle and swarm— Come forth! I invoke ye united, the mani- fold shape of the storm ! THE TEMPEST. Wide-winged, many-throated, Colossal, sublime, I come and am coated With feathers of Time. I hear the deep note, head My pinions to climb, Th…
1929 · PDF PAGE 151
…g in the world." "Religion." "Exactly. Now, what is religion? The consummation of the soul by itself in divine ecstasy. What is life but love, and what is love but laughter? In other words, religion is a joke. There is the spirit of Dionysus and there is the spirit of Pan; but they are twin phases of laughter. Religion is a joke. Now what is the most absurd thing in the world?" "Woman." "Right again. And therefore she is the only serious island in this ocean of laughter. While we hunt and fish, and fight, and otherwise take our pleasure, she is…
1899 · PDF PAGE 181
…7.) HY did you smile when the summer was dying If it were not that the hours Might bring in winter, while sad winds are sighing, Some of Love’s flowers ? Now is beginning of spring, and I ask not Roses to flame o’er the lawn— Who should know better that peonies bask not In the sun’s dawn? Still, through the snow, it may be there is peeping Veiled from the kiss of the sun | One lone white violet, daintily sleeping, Hard to be won. So with my fairy white maiden (you hear me ?) . Winter may yet pass away ; Spring may arrive, (will it find your hea…
1902 · PDF PAGE 107
Where leads this gentle love ? I see you sigh ! The Scythe is laid unto the Golden Grain : A note of utter unreality Usurps the strain. I sing not of that other flame of hell Wrapping with torture the delighted brow — But thou ! who knowest, and hast known, so well, Sing thou ! \Tannhduser, e7ttranced, imagines himself to be still in Venusberg. Tannhauser {aside). I have been dreaming that I left this place, Escaped with life, wooed my Elizabeth ; My dreams are always strange in Venusberg. [ Taking his harp. Sing thee again, dear lady, of our j…
1910 · PDF PAGE 97
…The moon is up : upon the prow We stand and watch the moon. A star is lustred on your brow ; Your lips begin a tune, A long, low tune of love that swells Little by little, and lights
1910 · PDF PAGE 232
…in. Sweeping the air with that broad skirt, to me Is imaged some tall ship that puts to sea With canvas spread, that treads a measure Of love-in idleness and peace-with-pleasure ! Strong limbs that toss aside their tented veil Brew acrid draughts of madness, darkly male, Like two black witch-women that turn And stir some ghastly philtre in their urn. Thine armscould strangle a young Hercules ! Rival and beat the pythons strength-in-ease ; Made to crushobstinately sure To print him in thine heart, thy paramour ! On shining shoulder and soft …
1911 · PDF PAGE 219
THE RITE OF JUPITER Of the sage asphodel, And the Daedal flower Of the Cretan bower; Dittany‘s force, And larkspur’s love, And blossoms of gorse Around and above. AGAVE. The tiger and panther Are here at my cry. Ho, girls I Span there Their sides I [st MAENAD. Here am I. 2nd MXENAD. And I ! We are ready. AGAVE. Strong now and steady I Ist MIENAD. The tiger is harnessed. 2nd MAENAD. The nightingale urges Our toil from her far nest. 3rd M/ENAD. Ionian surges Roar back to our chant. 4th M/ENAD. Aha I for the taunt Of Theban sages Is lost, lost, los…
1911 · PDF PAGE 219
THE RITE OF JUPITER Of the sage asphodel, And the Daedal flower Of the Cretan bower; Dittany‘s force, And larkspur’s love, And blossoms of gorse Around and above. AGAVE. The tiger and panther Are here at my cry. Ho, girls I Span there Their sides I [st MAENAD. Here am I. 2nd MXENAD. And I ! We are ready. AGAVE. Strong now and steady I Ist MIENAD. The tiger is harnessed. 2nd MAENAD. The nightingale urges Our toil from her far nest. 3rd M/ENAD. Ionian surges Roar back to our chant. 4th M/ENAD. Aha I for the taunt Of Theban sages Is lost, lost, los…
1913 · PDF PAGE 76
…e dance that hails the golden pinions The sun waves over an awakening earth ; We know the joy that floods the heart 's dominions At true love 's birth . Even so, the mists that roll o' er earth are riven , The spirit flashes forth from mortal sight , And , flaming through the viewless space , is given A robe of light . As when the conqueror Christ burst forth of prison And triumph woke the thunder of the spheres , So broke the soul , as newly re - arisen Beyond the years . 57
1913 · PDF PAGE 219
…isten To the thoughts the stars have found , For the day with all its brilliance Has not half the truth of night : Children plight their love in darkness But they veil it in the light . “ I have heard the boys at day prime , I have seen the men at noon , And the grey - beards pass me silent In the hush t' wixt sun and moon . They have sought the truth in day - time While I slept and let them play , But when night came down they found it, For there is no truth in day .” 200
1907 · PDF PAGE 146
…heaven as they fall in the blackening storm grown blind ! Ye fields that are flowered In purple and white, Embossed and embowered By the love of the light, Gold-sandalled and showered, Dew-kissed of the night, Your song is too faint and too joyous for mortals to hear it aright. Blue pansies, and roses, And poppies of red, Pale violets in posies Where Hyacinth bled, The flower that closes Its dolorous head ;— What song may be sung, or what tune may be told, or what word may be said ? All tropical scent, Blossom-kindled perfume Love-colours new-l…
1954 · PDF PAGE 163
…o transmit. It wants no more than an instrument which will destroy it. What then is the magical remedy? Obvious enough to the Qabalist. "Love is the law, love under will." It must be fitted at its earliest manifestations with its proper Binah, so as to flow freely along the Path of Daleth, and restore the lost Balance. Attempts to suppress it are fatal, to sublime it are false and futile. But, guided wisely from the start , by the time it becomes strong it has learnt how to use its virtues to the best advantage. And what of the parallel instinc…
1898 · PDF PAGE 58
…somewhere 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 complaint. Lo ! they have cast away the mask of lies 48
1902 · PDF PAGE 124
… clear, As twilight to the dayspring and the night, Dividing and uniting even here : The middle path — life interfused with death — Pure love ; the secret of Elizabeth ! This is my secret —in the man's delight To lose that stubborn ecstasy for God ! To this clear knowledge hath my path been trod In deepest hell— in the profoundest sky! This knowledge —the true immortality, I came unto through pain and tears. Tigerish hopes, and serpent loves, and dragon fears, Most bitter kisses, salted springs and dry ; In those deep caverns and slow-moving ye…
1905 · PDF PAGE 141
…surround his path ; but keepeth Steady all his will to one endeavour, Till the light, the might, the joy, the sorrow, Life and death and love and hate are broken : Work effaces work, avails the worker. Strength, speed, ardour, courage and endurance (Needed never more) depart for ever. All dissolves, an unsubstantial phantom, Ghost of morning seen before the sunrise, Ghost of daylight seen beyond the sunset. All hath past beyond the soul’s delusion. All hath changèd to the ever changeless. Name and form in nameless and in formless Vanish, vanish…
1905 · PDF PAGE 137
… fiery face Of living Art might draw. But rising up I lift my head Beyond the ripples clean : My arms with spray dew-diamonded Stretched love-wise to my queen That danced upon the light, and shed Her own sweet light between. But never a mortal joy might know, Hold never a mortal lover! Whose limbs like moonshine glint and glow, Throb, palpitate, and hover :— Pale sunrise woven with the snow Athwart a larchen cover! So danced she in the rainbow mist, A fairy frail and chaste, By moon caressed, by sunlight kissed, A guerdon vain and waste ; And t…
1910 · PDF PAGE 80
…ake to-day for ever ! Yea ; though we know how springs run dry, Well trust our future, you and I. Ah, madman ! was there ever yet A love that lived a lustre
1912 · PDF PAGE 14
Life is a dream, like love; and from the dream If we may wake, we never find it what ‘We would; for the wisdom ofa mightier mind Leads us in its own ways To a perfected praise. Crassus. ‘Why are these shadows thrown across the lawn From the elms and yews? They were not wont to reach Beyond the branches of that copper-beech. Aucta. Attend the dawn Of an unknown comet, that shall come From the unfathomable weils of space Into its halidom, Crassus. I know it not. Last night I walked alone Here, and saw nothing. Autcta. I was not with yout There is…
1913 · PDF PAGE 181
…eyes , and brows , where sleep the thoughts That shall be born in lightnings , and her lips Most smoothly curved , but set too firm that love Should dally with his rosy kisses there . Her corslet clasps her firm and vital breasts , But leaves uncaught her strong and placid neck , While her loose cloak like light around her floats . The very sandals of her feet are tipped With little wings ! Oh , I could fly with her Into the farthest of her dimmest dreams , And grip her heart , and press it to mine own ! 162
1914 · PDF PAGE 16
…d at you, thrust deep my ki Into the fat about your hampered heart! I would have taken you to be my wife; T would have doctored you with love and art. With the first quarter-glass of dry champagne ‘The rift that was clouds hopelessly again. Ah, but I saw the sunlight! ‘Thrice at least In these three months that I have lived with you There was a hint that undérneath the beast Was something human—superhuman too! Since all that separates mankind from swine Is that one secret stamp of the Divine! 15