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Page 114 of 2031912 · PDF PAGE 21
…l, what a lucky chance ! ALESSANDRO. I thought you knew my friend. LUCREZIA. Of course. LORENZO. Too cruel twere To forget me ! ZELINA. God send a breath of ocean air ! Lorenzo, how are you ? LORENZO. O sweetest of the sweet ! What raptures I renew ! I kiss your hands and feet ! And you, Lucrezia, deign to throw one scornful glance ALESSANDRO. Remember your poor swain has been three years in France ! LUCREZIA. [To ALESSANDRO.] Who could be happier than I to put in those These hands ? ZELINA. [To ALESSANDRO.] Ill rival her as far as welcome g…
1912 · PDF PAGE 30
…aled my being to a sterile snow, Snow fallen from some accursed star to ban All the high hope and heritage 01 man. Come thou, a gleaming goddess of pure pearl, Price of mine homage to the great glad god! Come, saint and satyr praise alike the girl Who to my whole life put the period 01 all fulfilment, whose prophetic breath Girds me with life, and garlands me with death Come, be thy magic in the rime and rhythm, Until the sea sways to the tender tune, And the Winds whisper, and the leaves wave with them, The leaves wherethrough we look upon the …
1912 · PDF PAGE 30
…aled my being to a sterile snow, Snow fallen from some accursed star to ban All the high hope and heritage 01 man. Come thou, a gleaming goddess of pure pearl, Price of mine homage to the great glad god! Come, saint and satyr praise alike the girl Who to my whole life put the period 01 all fulfilment, whose prophetic breath Girds me with life, and garlands me with death Come, be thy magic in the rime and rhythm, Until the sea sways to the tender tune, And the Winds whisper, and the leaves wave with them, The leaves wherethrough we look upon the …
1913 · PDF PAGE 209
…ver , deep between its borders , Goes hurrying down to the remorseless sea So flowed my life away . And the sea lay Grey as the wings of God 's death - angel are , Certain as time , and than despair more still ; While I, adown th' enchanted drowsy stream 190
1928 · PDF PAGE 6
…. This yearning has made all the saints and all the sinners; it severs man from his fellows, and sets his feet upon a lonely road, where God and Satan alone, no lesser souls, com- mune with it. This yearning is the mother of all artists; in Baudelaire it reaches its highest and most con- scious expression. It is for this reason that I tremble and weep, being as it were the bearer of his ashes into those smug lands where the noblest of al languages is prostituted to no other uses than those of gluttony, snobbery and greed. The condition of Engla…
1905 · PDF PAGE 132
…ing. Loose but your soul—shall its wings find the white way so appalling? Heaven, as I understand, Nearer than some folk would make it ; God—should you stretch out a hand, Who can be quicker to take it? Then you have pacted an oath—judge you if He will forsake it ! I have had hope in the spring -- Trust that the God who has given Flowers, and the thrushes that sing Dawnwards all night, and at even Year after year, will be true now we are speaking of heaven. Breezes carcss me and creep Over the world to admire it ; sweet air shall sigh me to sle…
1905 · PDF PAGE 189
…-bour-——and she, She also knew the immedicable need. She sighed, and laughed, and died. How loves exceed In that strange fact! are we Of God’s own purpose of fecundity. Exactly! You have read the golden rede. Yet robbed (you say) That is the pity of all things on earth: That all must have its consequence again. Life ends in death and loving ends in birth. All’s made for pleasure: man’s device is pain. And in that pain and barrenness men find Triumph on God; and glory of the mind.
1905 · PDF PAGE 235
…even as a smile :— Even asa smile on Beauty’s burning cheek— Ha! Inacircle? As this journey is? How vain is man’s imagining and weak ! Begod! my lady, and my lady’s kiss? Back swing we to the pitiful abyss, Liken God’s being to the life of man. So reason staggers. Angels, answer me ! Ye who have watched the far unfolding plan— How is time shorter than eternity? Prove it and weigh! By mind it cannot be. All our divisions spring in our own brain. See! As upsprings on the horizon there A clefted hill contemptuous of the plain. (Why, which is highe…
1929 · PDF PAGE 67
… escape without you; the man in the automobile would stop me. But if you come, I can slip away. It's only a step through the passage. Oh God! Oh God! if I had only gone when I was as you are!" Lisa's whole soul went out in sympathy to the gentle creature." Look what they've done to me!" "Feel all down my back!" The girl winced with pain even at Lisa's gentle finger-tips. Her back was a mass of knotted weals; she must have been beaten savagely with a sjambok or a knout. "And see my arms!" The girl lifted her hands, and the loose sleeves of her r…
1898 · PDF PAGE 10
…e. O thou Whose hoary locks and sightless eyes compel Our pity and our reverence, and whose mouth Foams with the presence of some nearer god Insatiate of thy body frail, give tongue, If tongue may so far master deity As give his fury speech, or shape thy words From the blind auguries of madness. PROPHET. Ha! The rose has washed its petals, and the blood Pours through its burning centre from my heart. The fire consumes the light; and rosy flame Leaps through the veins of blue, and tinges them With such a purple as incarnadines The western sky wh…
1898 · PDF PAGE 134
… like hell’s mouth though pendulous they hung, Her devilish black belly, and her tongue Sharp as a tiger’s tooth, lured on my lust. Oh ! God in heaven ! It is turned to dust And dung and corpse-flesh ! I can see even here (For changeful spectres haunt me) how a tear Of blood stood on my breast at her first bite : And day grew dusk, and twilight turned to night, And her vast coffin stood at hand. And there Naked as hell, legs wide flung out in the air, She lay and called me “ Sata ”. As I came, Feeling a Satan, such a deathly flame Of lust of lo…
1901 · PDF PAGE 128
…hip 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 ! Infinite rings of luminous ether move At first amid the blackness that I seek : Infinite motion and amazing love Deaden the lustre of the night. I speak
1904 · PDF PAGE 77
…s of Melpomene. ORPHEUS. Light shed from seaward over breakers bending Kiss-wise to the emerald hollows: light divine Whereof the sun is God, the sea his shrine; Light in vibrations rhythmic; light unending, Light sideways from the girdling crags extending Unto this lone and languid head of mine; Light, that fulfils creation as with wine, Flows in the channels of the deep: light, rending The adamantine columns of the night, Is laden with the love-song of the light. Light, pearly-glimmering through dim gulf and hollow, Below the foam-kissed lips…
1909 · PDF PAGE 52
… bull-men linked in the abyss of putrefaction, that gnawed each other’s tongues for pain. I saw Thee in these. 10. I saw the Woman. Ο my God, I beheld the image thereof, even as a lovely shape that concealeth a black monkey, even as a figure that draweth with her hands small images of men down into hell. I saw her from the head to the navel a woman, from the navel to the feet of her a man. I saw Thee even in her. I I. For mine was the keyword to the Closed Palace 418 and mine the reins of the Chariot of the Sphinxes, black and white. But I was n…
1913 · PDF PAGE 118
… the sacrament. The two warders, kneeling, clasp his knees, and the two women support his arms. A sixfold chime of bells. He invokes the God in the shrine. THE YOUNG JOHN. Thou, who art I, beyond all I am, Chorus. 78 Who hast no nature and no name, Who art, when all but Thou are gone, Thou, centre and secret of the Sun, Thou, hidden spring of all things known And unknown, Thou aloof, alone, Thou, the true fire within the reed Brooding and breeding, source and seed Of life, love, liberty, and light, Thou beyond speech and beyond sight, Thee I in…
1913 · PDF PAGE 118
… the sacrament. The two warders, kneeling, clasp his knees, and the two women support his arms. A sixfold chime of bells. He invokes the God in the shrine. THE YOUNG JOHN. Thou, who art I, beyond all I am, Chorus. 78 Who hast no nature and no name, Who art, when all but Thou are gone, Thou, centre and secret of the Sun, Thou, hidden spring of all things known And unknown, Thou aloof, alone, Thou, the true fire within the reed Brooding and breeding, source and seed Of life, love, liberty, and light, Thou beyond speech and beyond sight, Thee I in…
1961 · PDF PAGE 128
…ad him away to crucify him; and the third Day he riseth from among the Dead, and ascendeth into Heaven, and sitteth at the right Hand of God, and cometh to judge the Quick and the Dead. This, o my son, is the History of Everyman unto whom is given a Word. k
1898 · PDF PAGE 29
…e southward toward Mahanaim. Say Unto the king of Ammon: Thus saith Jephthah : Why hast thou come with bloody hands against us? Our holy God, that bound the iron sea With pale frail limits of white sand, and said : Thus far, and not one billowy step beyond ! Saith unto thee in like commandment: Thou Who hast destroyed my people from the land So far, shalt not encroach upon their places One furlong more, lest quickly I destroy
1903 · PDF PAGE 11
He sank back contented. “ I have prayed to my god for many days,” he said, “ and by one of the least of my life’s miracles you are here ; worthy to receive my trust. For when I knew that I was to die, I destroyed all the papers which held the story of my life—all save one. That I saved ; the only noble passage, perhaps—among the many notable. Men will say that it is stained ; you, I think, should be wiser. It is the story of how the Israelites crossed the Red Sea. They were not drowned, you know (he seemed to lapse into a day dream), and they c…
1910 · PDF PAGE 144
… forsooth This was my love, my peace, my faith, my truth, The rosebud of my youth ! It wasit is notit can never be. This would corrupt Gods body with a breath. I see Him sicken and swoon ; I see Him rot Through, though His tabernacle be Eternity. This makes a man catch hold of death Greedily like a harlot in the street That plucks by the arm some sot. Death shakes me off with a hoarse curse. Tied to this woman, his beneficence