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1905 · PDF PAGE 39

Collected Works (Vol. I)

…ty, 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 world moves not. abyss, Look down into the black unfathomed vault Of starland and behold—myself. I gaze upon the The sea To give a sense of motion or of sound Washes the walls of this grey tower in vain ; I contemplate myself in that dim sphere Whose hollow centre I am standing …

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1919 · PDF PAGE 306

The Equinox (Volume III, Number I)

…for my ironshod mountain boots were as slippery as the shoes of the tatu. But we pushed on, gasping, up hill, down dale, all through the night. Dawn broke, chill and grey, on the crest of a great mountain. Far in the distance I saw specks. I left my pony, and ran headlong down the slopes. I had got almost to the bottom of the hill when I saw the Consul’s litter. Forrest ran forward. I turned sadly back, for I saw that the Consul’s legs were tied. I knew that he was dead. In that country where a thousand plagues hunt down mankind, it was most ur…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 45

Collected Works (Vol. I)

…her, let us leave them there! There comes a vision to my mortal eyes Of things immortal. swell Of some wild clarion through the dazzling night, Whose fairy zther suddenly illumes With silver meteors innumerable And golden showers of stars—lost worlds of thought And poets’ dreams, and jewels of virgin sighs. Hark ! the broad rings of sound go wavering on Eddying and rippling through the desart sky That now is peopled with the diamond wings That float through all the palaces of God. O now to join them rise the armies vast Of the lone spirits of t…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 167

Collected Works (Vol. III)

…e a year’s delight ? One arrow striking the full eagle-flight lDrop him so swift, giving no time to die, No dusk to herald and delay the night? «AV serpent stung her sleeping: if the abyss Know any cell more dolorous than this, Were there a sharper tooth to destiny Than this that strikes me in the dead girl’s kiss :— Oh if aught bitterer could be, could know, If ninefold Styx could gather in its flow Cocytus, Phlegethon, and Acheron, All mixed to one full flood of hate and woe: And poisoned by all venom like to his Who kissed Eurydice the trait…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 15

Collected Works (Vol. III)

…bs. Her spirit shields me, and bedims My sight: she needs me: I need her. Destiny ; manhood; fear; delight; Desire; accomplishment ; ere night Dipped her pale plumes to greet the sun She was not ; all is past and done. A dream? I wake from blissful sleep, But is it real? Well, I keep An accidental souvenir Whence thus to chronicle small beer 31 There is the garter. Launched our boat, The stately pinnace once afloat, You shall hear all ; we will not land On this or that mediate strand, Until the voyage be done, and we Pass from the river to the …

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1906 · PDF PAGE 134

Collected Works (Vol. II)

…ry eyes look through That mist of silken light, And lips drop forth their honey-dew And gentle sighs of sleep renew The scented winds of night ! As purple clusters of pure grapes Distil their dreamy wine Whose fragrance from warm fields escapes On shadowy hills and sunny capes In lands of jessamine ! So let thy figure faintly lined In pallid flame of sleep With love inspire the dreamer’s mind, Young love most delicate and kind, With love-how calm and deep ! Let hardly half a smile revive The thoughts of waking hours. How sad it is to be alive !…

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1939 · PDF PAGE 12

Eight Lectures on Yoga

… caused, for they are of great importance to our science of Yoga. For example, the classical case of the two men lost in a thick wood at night. One says to the other: 'That dog barking is not a grasshopper; it is the creaking of a cart.' Or again, 'He thought he saw a banker's clerk descending from a bus. He looked again, and saw it was a hippopotamus.' Everyone who has done any scientific investigation knows painfully how every observation must be corrected again and again. The need of

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1907 · PDF PAGE 61

Collected Works (Vol. III)

…acred amplitudes Of its own royal rapture, deaf and blind To aucht but its own mastery of song And light, shown ever as silence and deep night Secret as death and final. Let me long Never again for aught! This great delight Involves me, weaves me in its pattern of bliss, Seals me with its own kiss, Draws me to thee with every dream that glows, Poet, each word ! SNOWS Extending beyond sunset, beyond dawn ! O Rase, inviolate, utterly withdrawn Maiden, each burden ci i In the truth:—for this is truth: Love knows ! Ah! Kose of the World! Rose! Rose…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 96

Collected Works (Vol. III)

…he cold and desolate road. Horror is sure of a safe abode Here in this heart, too pale for prayers, While over the Halls avenging stands Night, like a devil, with lidless eyes.

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1906 · PDF PAGE 59

Collected Works (Vol. II)

…torm-sea of the infinite :) I wist a shapeless figure arise and cover all, its cloak an ancient pall, vaster and older than the skies of night, and blacker than all broken’ years—aye! but it grew and held me in its grasp so that _ 1 If this poem be repeatedly read through, it falls into a subtly rhymed and metrical form.

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1906 · PDF PAGE 138

Collected Works (Vol. II)

132 THE GOD-EATER CRIOSDA. Ay, to-night! [A spasm overcomes him and he falls prone, Maurya. Criosda! You are ill, ill! Help! . [He zs stlent; she umnclasps the leopard’s skin, and busies herself in trying to restore him. Angus! Angus! [ Under her breath. Angus is the man—he saved poor Kenneth ! [ Aloud. No help comes Janet ! Angus! Oh, miserable! here. Criosda ! wake ! wake !— Oh, I must take him out—no man may enter here !—It is ill luck. Old Andrew found the passage ! and the next day he was dead —murdered, murdered ! Oh, how horrible! —what …

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1907 · PDF PAGE 18

Collected Works (Vol. III)

… in solitude ; Silent, with ecstasy bedewed ; Content, as Rodin is content. XXVI. I WILL not, and you will not. Stay! Do you recall that night of June When from the insufferable day Edged out the dead volcanic moon Solemn into the midnight ? You Shone your inviolate violet eyes Into my eyes less sad, and drew Back from the slender witcheries Of word and song: and silence knew What splendour in the silence lies, The soul drawn back into itself. It was the deep environing Wood that then shielded us: the elf And fairy in an emerald ring, And hamad…

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1939 · PDF PAGE 61

Eight Lectures on Yoga

… tip of my nose. This, by the way, is not a good practice; one is liable to strain the eyes. But what happened was that I woke up in the night; my hand touched a nose; I immediately concluded that some one was in the room. Not at all; I only thought so because my nose had passed away from the region of my observation by the practice of concentrating upon it. 12. The same sort of thing occurs with adequate concentration on any object. It is connected, curiously enough, with the phenomena of invisibility. When your mind has gone so deeply into it…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 165

Collected Works (Vol. III)

…ty isso bright ? No soul still flickering in the lambent light Still shed from all the body’s excellence? No lamp unchidden of the utter night? Cannot my life be molten into thee, Or thy death fall with rosier arms on me, Or soul with soul commingle without sense, As the sun’s rays strike deep into the sea? O beauty of all teauty—central flower Of all the blossoms in the summer’s bower ! Fades not all Nature in thy fall? the sun Not darken in the miserable hour? I hate all Nature’s mockery of life. The laugh is grown a grin; the gentle strife O…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 162

Collected Works (Vol. III)

…l also: Tartarus and Gaia Twinned in my womb, and Chaos from my brows Shrank back abashed, my sister dark and dire, Mother of Erebus and Night, that ploughs With starry-sandalled feet the fields of fire ; My sister shrank and fell, the infernal gloom Changed to the hot sweet shadow of my- womb. Iam: that darkness strange and uterine Is shot with dawn and scented with the YOSe ; The deep dim prison-house of corn and wine, Flowers, children, stars, with flame far subtler glows Formless, all-piercing, death-defying, divine, A sweet frail lamp whos…

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1919 · PDF PAGE 317

The Equinox (Volume III, Number I)

… the author moves stately and terrible from peak to peak of tragedy. The book reminds us a little of James Thomson, The City of Dreadful Night, in this respect. With infinite art the climax is set off by an ad- venture of the hero’s sister with a man dying of consumption at St. Moritz, and this single glimpse of Paradise makes the surrounding gloom more visible and shameful. It is unfortunately the case that stories of this kind are only too true to life. Few of us, indeed, but have some experience of the classes in which such abomina- tions ar…

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1906 · PDF PAGE 225

Collected Works (Vol. II)

…ut he travelled on both at once: after two hundred and sixty, the sun drove away the rain, and the Star shone in the day-time, making it night. After the last day came his Mother, his Redeemer, and Himself; and joining together they were even as I am who write unto you. Seventeen they were, the three Fathers: with the three Mothers they were thirty-two, and sixfold therein, being as countenance and countenance. Yet, being seventeen, they were but one, and that one none, as before hath been showed. And this enumera- tion isa great Mysterium of o…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 78

Collected Works (Vol. I)

…fury of the Children of the East That ride against us, and bright victory Is thronéd in their banners, while on ours Perches the hideous nightbird of defeat. Mourn, mourn and cry ; bow down unto the dust QO israel, and O Gilead, for your son Comes with unpitying eyes and lips com- pressed To watch the desecration of thy shrine, Jehovah, and the ruin of our hearth. JEPHTHAH. Iam your outcast brother. At my birth My father did not smile, nor she who bore These limbs dishonourable did not smile, Nor did my kisses soothe a mother’s woe, Because my …

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1905 · PDF PAGE 25

Collected Works (Vol. I)

…he intolerable beam Of sunlight with light heart. They fled away At Cypris’ word, beyond the bounds of day Into the awful caverns of the night, Eerie with ghosts imagined, and the might Of strange spells cast upon them by the dead. So, ere the dying autumn-tide was fled, There, in a lonely cleft of riven rock, Whose iron fastnesses disdain and mock Fury and fire with impassivity, Archais rested, there alone must’she Wait the event of Aphrodite's wiles. There, like a statue, ’mid the massy piles Of thunder-smitten stone, as motionless As Fate sh…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 207

Collected Works (Vol. I)

…light Flames from the talisman as if a fawn Glode through the thickets, where the soul, withdrawn From every element, gleams through the night Into that darkness palpable, where They Lurk from the torment of the light of day. Swings the swift sword in paths of vivid blue ; Rings the sharp summons in the halls of fear ; Flames the great lamen?!; as a fiery dew Falls the keen chanted music ; fierce and true Beams the bright diamond of the crowning sphere. 1A plate bearing the Names of God appro- priate to the work in hand, with other symbols of p…

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