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Page 116 of 1961905 · PDF PAGE 242
…No! Idare not! Oh forbear! TANNHAUSER (starts up). There, there She comes in waking! Hail to Thee ! I am afraid, I also, I myself! Help! lover, Venus, mistress of my life ! I cannot bear the glory of the gaze. No man shall look upon the face of God! Where art thou? Save me from scorpion ! 1 I am—alone ! the HATHOOR. Light, Truth, arise, arise ! TANNHAUSER. All blinded by the Light— Life, the I see—I see ! Thou art the Way, the Truti. Love ! Thou, Whom I sought through ages of deep sleep 1 Lilith, among other shapes, can assume that of a scorpio…
1898 · PDF PAGE 68
64 - JEPHTHAH Never cheeks that dimple over At the perfume of the clover, With the laughing summer seas Of the smile of hearts at ease ; Never bosoms bright and round Shall be garlanded and bound With the chain of myrtle, wreathed By the fingers of the maid Each has chosen for a mate, When the west wind lately breathed Murmurs in the wanton glade Of the day that dawneth late In a maiden’s horoscope, Dawning faith and fire and hope On the spring that only knew Flowers and butterflies and dew, Skies and seas and mountains blue, On the spring that…
1898 · PDF PAGE 61
…he power of these who guard my path, I hope one day to earn a loftier crown Than that pale garland fresh from summer scath That I called Love, and lie delighted down Beside the fountains, fled the roaring town, 51
1899 · PDF PAGE 235
…closed book behind—Shelley an open before me. Shelley’s own birds are above Close to me (why should they fear me ?) MayI believe it—that love Brings his bright spirit so near me That, should I whisper one word—Shelley’s swift spirit would hear me. Heaven is not very far; Soul unto soul may be calling When a swift meteor star Through the quick vista is falling. 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 …
1901 · PDF PAGE 42
…This was Thy true disciple. Leave her not, Sweet Jesus, in this madness. Who is this ? [Enter ULRIC; he carries a razor. ULRIC. I have a lovely bride at last, my dear! A phantom with intolerable eyes Came close and whispered: I am Wisdom’s self, Thy spouse from everlasting. Mortal king Of my immortal self, I claim thy love! So, we are wedded close. Justice demands The punishment of this accurséd one, Originator of the cruel crimes My mother-mistress carried to their close. It was your vile affection, Madeline, And your perverted hankering for m…
1901 · PDF PAGE 34
…ck from death’s womb infernal pains, Whose fire consumes, destroys, devours Through night’s insatiable hours. And altogether filled with love, And altogether filled with sin, The little sparks and noises move About the softness of her skin. Her pleasures and her passions purr, For the delight I have of her. Aching with all the pangs of night My shuddering body swoons ; my eyes
1904 · PDF PAGE 48
34 WHY JESUS WEPT. SIR PERCY. O she is my love, my dove, my star, my — Ah ! — I hurt you ! (Aside.) O beast ! What is this doubt ? ANGELA, very close to him. I hear another anthem in those eyes. By God, lad, you are wonderful ! SIR PERCY. What would you say ? ANGELA. What would I not do ? Listen, I am Angela, Lady Baird. I am rich. That wealth now for the first time yields me some pleasure. The moon rises late, after ten o’clock : you shall come with me. We are — neighbours, are we not ? You shall come to my castle, I say ; there I will prepare…
1910 · PDF PAGE 43
34 AMBERGRIS The lotus is afire for love, Its yearnings are immortal still ; But in its bosom, fed thereof, Lust, like a child will have his will. Immortal fervour, strangely blent With mystic sensual sacrament, Fills up its cup, its petals tremble With faint desires that dissemble The fierce intention to be wed One with the spring suns head. The fountains of the river yearn Toward the sacred temple-walls, They foam upon the sands that burn With springs delirious festivals. They flash upon the gleaming ways, They cry, they chant aloud the pra…
1910 · PDF PAGE 483
…, Ardent and steady, as if the price Of death were less than life approves, As if on eagles’ wings he mounted, Or as on angels’ wings—or love’s! So, all the journey he discounted, Holding the goal. Supreme he stood. Upon the summit; dreams uncounted, Worlds of sublime beatitude ! He passed beyond. The All he hath touched, And dropped to vile desuetude. What lay beyond? What star unsmutched By being? His poor fingers fumble, And all the Naught their ardour clutched, Like all the rest, begins to crumble. Where is the Beast? His bliss exceeded All…
1910 · PDF PAGE 486
…! My knight, my dearest knight, my friend ! What gift had Fortune in her lap Like thee? Embrace me!” “ Rather rend Your garments, if you love me, sire!” (Quod he). “Iam come unto the end. All mine intent and my desire, My quest, mine oath—all, all is done. Burn them with me in fatal fire! For I have failed. All ways, each one I strove in, mocked me. If I quailed Or shirked, God knows. I have not won: That and no more I know. I failed.” King Arthur fell a-weeping. Then Merlin uprose, his face unveiled;
1910 · PDF PAGE 483
…, Ardent and steady, as if the price Of death were less than life approves, As if on eagles’ wings he mounted, Or as on angels’ wings—or love’s! So, all the journey he discounted, Holding the goal. Supreme he stood. Upon the summit; dreams uncounted, Worlds of sublime beatitude ! He passed beyond. The All he hath touched, And dropped to vile desuetude. What lay beyond? What star unsmutched By being? His poor fingers fumble, And all the Naught their ardour clutched, Like all the rest, begins to crumble. Where is the Beast? His bliss exceeded All…
1910 · PDF PAGE 486
…! My knight, my dearest knight, my friend ! What gift had Fortune in her lap Like thee? Embrace me!” “ Rather rend Your garments, if you love me, sire!” (Quod he). “Iam come unto the end. All mine intent and my desire, My quest, mine oath—all, all is done. Burn them with me in fatal fire! For I have failed. All ways, each one I strove in, mocked me. If I quailed Or shirked, God knows. I have not won: That and no more I know. I failed.” King Arthur fell a-weeping. Then Merlin uprose, his face unveiled;
1913 · PDF PAGE 163
…: and God became the world . Next , some internal force began to move Within the bosom of that latest earth : The spirit of an elemental love Stirred outward from itself , and God was birth . Then outward , upward , with heroic thew , Savage from young and bursting blood of life , Desire took form , and conquered , and anew Strove , conquered , and took form : God was that strife . Thus , like a comet , fiery flight on Alight , Flash upon flash , and purple morn on morn : But always out of agony - delight ; And out of death - God ever more rebo…
1913 · PDF PAGE 117
… you mine. Though I perish, I preserve you; Through my fall, ye rise above : Ruling you, your priest, I serve you, Being life, and being love. JOANNA. Here is corn! JULIA. Here is wine! THE YOUNG JOHN. Life reborn, The Deed Divine!
1913 · PDF PAGE 117
… you mine. Though I perish, I preserve you; Through my fall, ye rise above : Ruling you, your priest, I serve you, Being life, and being love. JOANNA. Here is corn! JULIA. Here is wine! THE YOUNG JOHN. Life reborn, The Deed Divine!
1928 · PDF PAGE 24
VII THE MADMAN AND VENUS WHAT an admirable day! The vast park swoons under the burning eye of the sun like youth under the dominion of love. The universal ecstasy of things expresses it- self by no noise; the very waters seem to sleep; how different from human festivals! Here it is an orgy of silence. One might say that an ever-increasing light makes things glitter more and more: that the excited flowers burn with desire to rival the skys blue by the vigour of their colour, and that the heat, making their perfumes visible, sends them up before…
1929 · PDF PAGE 47
…ted all things so perfectly that there is no longer any possibility of strungle. To have destroyed the idea of duality. To have achieved Love and Will so that there is no longer any object to Love, or any aim for Will. To have killed desire at the root; to be one with every thing and with Nothing. "Look!" he went on, with a change of tone, "why does a man die when he is struck by lightning? Because he has a gate open to lightning; he insists on being an electrical substance by possessing the quality of resistance to the passage of the electric …
1898 · PDF PAGE 49
…soul Lest, if the pure cold mind should conquer it, I might not know, although it still were sweet. “ My pure desires arose and cast out love That flew away, most like a wounded dove, Only the drops were mine its bosom bled, Now the last time it hovers by my head : “ Now the last time I turn and go to her.” The violet smiled at him : his fingers fair Plucked the sweet blossom to his breast ; his eyes Mused like delight, and like desire were wise. There was a maiden like the sun, to whom His footsteps turned amid the myriad bloom Of flowers and …
1899 · PDF PAGE 73
…t move Like doves amid the waving wheat, Or swallows silver in the grove Where sylph and salamander meet, And gnome and undine swoon for love ! Her feet that flit upon the windy way Twin fawns, the daughters of the rosy day. Behold, the arms of her desire Wave, weave, and wander in the air, Vines life-endued by subtle fire So quick and comely, curving bare ; The white diaphanous attire Floats like a spirit pale and fair ; The dance is woven of the breeze, the tune Is like the ocean silvered by the moon. Behold the maidens following, And every o…
1902 · PDF PAGE 61
… eyes awakened, lightened, fallen on me ? O Goddess, queen, and wife ! O Lady of my life ! Who set thy stature as a wood to wave ? Whose love begat thy limbs ? Whose wave-washed body swims That nurtured thee, and found herself a grave ? 59