FOLLOW A WORD THROUGH THE COLLECTION
Search the corpus.
Phrase search ignores case and repeated whitespace. All-words search finds whole words anywhere on the same page. OCR errors can affect results.
3,920 matching pages
Page 117 of 1961903 · PDF PAGE 31
… I stand. RupuHa. Then break, O vision Of sea ; awake, O vision of the shrine ! Criospa. All is illusion? RupuHa. All. Murder a mode And love a mode of the unknown that is, That nor thyself nor I can ever see. Yet, so far as may be, awake, O shrine ! [She strikes the sea with her staff; the storm rises; it grows bitter dark; only their shapes are dimly seen against the dark back- ground of cloud. The scene rises.] Rupua. Break, break, O mist of morning!
1905 · PDF PAGE 123
… I, knowing all the progress of the earth, The dim procession, altering death and birth, The Seven Stairs, the gusts of life in fire And Love in Life, and all the serpent girth 124
1907 · PDF PAGE 18
…f cool leaves that dip In pleasant water to the white-hot wise Terrible flames of hell that would devour me, Did not the raptures of thy love embower me In meads Elysian, fields of foamless fire, Nights of invincible desire, Things beyond words, beyond the want of them, Beyond the pauses and the ecstasies . . . . Where should my dream get such a diadem Of voiceless thoughts as these ? XIII HESE dreams reform Themselves into a rainbow to the storm Of simple passion ; let me from the string Take many-coloured wing As a swift-thoughted arrow Verti…
1911 · PDF PAGE 216
…rs ! AGAVE. The swift, swift stars! MlENADS. 0 night! Night, night, fall deep and sure! AUTONOE. Fall soft and sweet! AGAVE. Moaning for love the woods lie. AUTONOE. Sad the land Lies thirsty for our kisses. MAENADS. All wild things Yearn towards the kiss that ends in blood. AGAVE, Blood! Blood | Bring wine! Ha! Bromius, Bromius! M/ENADS Come, sweet God, Come forth and lie with us!
1911 · PDF PAGE 216
…rs ! AGAVE. The swift, swift stars! MlENADS. 0 night! Night, night, fall deep and sure! AUTONOE. Fall soft and sweet! AGAVE. Moaning for love the woods lie. AUTONOE. Sad the land Lies thirsty for our kisses. MAENADS. All wild things Yearn towards the kiss that ends in blood. AGAVE, Blood! Blood | Bring wine! Ha! Bromius, Bromius! M/ENADS Come, sweet God, Come forth and lie with us!
1913 · PDF PAGE 161
…of rubbish that comes into your head. It is written, Liber VII, v, 23: "Every breath, every word, every thought, every deed is an act of love with Thee. Be this devotion a potent spell to exorcise the demons of the Five." This Book must then be thus written. In the first place the Magician must perform the practice laid down in Liber CMXIII so that he under- stands perfectly who he is, and to what his development must necessarily tend. So much for the first page of the Book. Let him then be careful to write nothing therein that is 149
1898 · PDF PAGE 24
…f doubt, To pierce the void, and grasp the glorious, To find out Truth ? Would God it might be so, Since here is nothing for the soul to love Or cling to beyond self. My chamberlain Once showed me a pet slave, dwarf, savage, black, A vile, lewd creature, who would cast a staff Far wheeling through the air, and suddenly Break its swift course, and curving rapidly Come hard upon himself who threw. Even so These vile deformities—our souls—cast forth Missiles of thought, and seek to reach some end With swift imagining—and end in self. What sage cal…
1901 · PDF PAGE 106
… and proclaim Thine own destruction, and the sleepy death Of those material essences that flame A little moment for a little breath, The love that perisheth ! Rise, sisters, who have ignorantly striven On pale pure limbs to pasture your desire, Who should have fixed your souls on highest Heaven, And satiated your longings in that fire, And struck that mightier lyre ! Let the ripe kisses of your thirsty throats And beating blossoms of your breath, and flowers Of swart illimitable hair that floats Vague and caressing, and the amorous powers Of yo…
1901 · PDF PAGE 108
…ard, stealthy in the corn, As if a tigress held herself above; My body quivered, eager to be torn, Stung by the snake of some convulsive love! The leopard changed his spots; for in me leapt The mate, the tiger. Murderous I sprang Across the mellow earth: my senses swept, One torrent flame, one soul-dissolving pang. How queenly bent her body to the grip! How lithe it slips, her bosom to my own!
1901 · PDF PAGE 25
…ten fire Before our mouths, that mingle yet In this ; the mighty-moulded lyre Of many stars still strikes above Chords of the mastery of love. This subtle fire, this secret flame, Flashes between us as she goes Beyond the night, beyond the Name, Back to her unsubstantial snows ; Cold, glittering, intense, the same Now, yesterday, for aye ! she glows No woman of my mystic bed ; A star, far off, forgotten, dead. Only to me looks out for ever From her cold eyes a fire like death ; Only to me her breasts can never Lose the red brand that quickeneth…
1907 · PDF PAGE 157
…and tumult; then the quiet un- chidden Of deep reflection; then the gladdening tear Or saddening smile, the laughter not for- bidden And love enfolding the green-woven sphere: Lastly, the burning year of flame and fume That burns men up in fire’s sepulchral womb. Fivefold: the child, the frail, the delicate: Then the strong lauzhing mischief: then the proud Fight toward manhood and the sense elate, Creative power and passion: then the loud Assertion of young will, the quickening rate And strength in blood, in youth with life endowed, And firmne…
1929 · PDF PAGE 46
…f was once again merely an old gentleman taking an evening stroll. But she heard a soft voice, almost as faint as an echo; it murmured: "Love is the law, love under will." [67] "Let us go in," said he as he rejoined them. "You must not catch a chill." Lisa went to the divan. She said nothing; she was stupefied by what she had seen. Perhaps she even lost full consciousness for a moment; for her next impression was of the two men arguing. "I agree," Cyril was saying, "it is very neat, and shows the restraint of the great artist; but I am thinking…
1898 · PDF PAGE 11
… back and .Stands watching. PERCY. Oh, you are crying, my heart! Do you cry because I have spoken and touched with fire the sweet child- love we have lived in all this year? Or is it that you do not understand? Or are you sorry? Or are you glad? | ESME. I am very, very glad. [They kiss. A iittle cloud passes across the moon without dimming its brightness.] Percy! Percy! Pore. dob ERCY. My wife,my own wrfe; will you kiss me? ESME, I am too happy to kiss you!
1899 · PDF PAGE 86
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…
1899 · PDF PAGE 104
… In shining clusters to the fairy throat, Whose clear trills float And dive and run about the crystal deep As sweet as sleep. Only, fair love of this full heart of mine, There lacks the wine | . Our kisses might pour out for them, they wait, And we are late; Only, my flower ofall the world, the thrush (You hearhim? Hush!)
1899 · PDF PAGE 77
…g past And found them linked inexorably fast Each in the others arms. Their lips are wed To drink the breezes from the fountain-head Of lovers breath. Now Zeus half rises up, Sips once again from that moon-curvéd cup, And, in his passion gazing on the flower, Darker and riper for Loves perfect hour, His clear voice through the silent atmosphere Burst rich and musical upon her ear. SONG OF ZEUS O rosy star Within thy sky of ebony shot through With hints of blue More golden and more far
1902 · PDF PAGE 75
…rdly see— Only these writhing horrors. I am blind ! Venus. Ha ! My true knight ! I ask thee once again, Once more invoke the epithets of love. Suspend my powers — constrain thee on my knees For thine old kisses. See, I am all thine ! All thine the splendid body, and the shape Of mighty breasts, and supple limbs, and wide Lips, and slow almond eyes ! Adorable, Seductive, sombre, moving amorously. Droop the long eyelids, purple with young blood. The lazy lashes and the flowing mane. The flame of fire from head to feet of me ! K 73
1909 · PDF PAGE 222
…t The ambrosial moon—the moon! For under the tawny star That shines in the Bull above I can rein the riotous car Of galloping, galloping Love; And straight to the steady ray Of the Lion-heart Lord I career, Pointing my flaming way With the spasm of night for a spear! O moon! O secret sweet! Chalcedony clouds of caresses About the flame of our feet, The night of our terrible tresses! Is it a wonder, then, If the people are mad with blindness, And nothing is stranger to men Than silence, and wisdom, and kindness? Nay ! let him fashion an arrow Wh…
1909 · PDF PAGE 222
…t The ambrosial moon—the moon! For under the tawny star That shines in the Bull above I can rein the riotous car Of galloping, galloping Love; And straight to the steady ray Of the Lion-heart Lord I career, Pointing my flaming way With the spasm of night for a spear! O moon! O secret sweet! Chalcedony clouds of caresses About the flame of our feet, The night of our terrible tresses! Is it a wonder, then, If the people are mad with blindness, And nothing is stranger to men Than silence, and wisdom, and kindness? Nay ! let him fashion an arrow Wh…
1910 · PDF PAGE 116
AMBERGRIS 107 OTHER LOVE SONGS Helene Could ivory blush with a stain of the sunset on high- lands Of snow : could the mind of me span The tenderness born of the dew in immaculate is- lands Virgin of maculate man : Could I mingle the Alps and Hawaii ; Strath Ness and Aapura and Bai ; Kashmir and Japan : Could lilies attain to the life of the Gods : could a comet Attain to the calm of the moon : I would mingle them all in a kiss, and draw from it The soul of a sensitive tune. All lovers should hear it and know it : not needing the words of a poet…