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Page 128 of 1961901 · PDF PAGE 29
…! ULRIC. What truth? This word hath first an ugly sound. The truth! God curse it to His blackest hell If but it stand between us and our love! CORA. O Ulric, Ulric! bear with me awhile! Speak no more words—each syllable strikes here, [Hand to heart. A cloud of wingéd scorpions, that rage In mine own deepest self; for there I know Tame harpies that had ceased to torture me; And this more ghastly brood renews their sting, Adding a triple poison! O my soul Is torn with pangs more horrible than hell, Scorching the very marrow of my bones, Corruptin…
1905 · PDF PAGE 119
…ower began. Lo, in the Idan grove Invoking Zeus to swell the power of Pan, The prayer discomfits the demented man! Lust lies as still as love. Therefore in memory only is there life, And in sweet shapes of art: The same thought for the ointment and the knife— Oh lightning! blast the image of my wife _ Out of my mind and heart! How can one hour dissolve a year’s delight ? One arrow striking the full eagle-flight Drop him so swift, giving no time to die, No dusk to herald and delay the night? A serpent stung her sleeping: if the abyss ‘Know any c…
1905 · PDF PAGE 142
At even by the listening vale. For oh! she trembled! Frail and pale, Her look’s surpassing loveliness Lulled its own light to fond distress, As if the soul were hardly yet Fit to remember or forget New-born! and though the goddess bade The nymph-bud blossom to a maid, And soulless immortality Reach to a soul, at last to die, For love’s own sake, bliss dearly bought For change’s altering coin ill-wrought, It seemed as though the soul were strange, Not fledged, not capable to range At random through the world of sense Opened so swift and so inten…
1910 · PDF PAGE 6
…Glasgow’s grimiest stews, With all the knowledge of despair Striking me cunningly, striking everywhere, Mutilating the corpse of my dead love With such a savagery, Intensity above
1905 · PDF PAGE 10
…le and opened with a kiss, Bid me a joyous welcome there, I wis. My home is on the brink of heaven’s delight, But for that endless day a lovelier night Is in my home, that sunset’s arms enfold, Lit with the mellowness of autumn gold. . . . . . . Pillowed on linen of the purest white, Half-hidden by her locks’ luxurious night, Maddened by those soft eyes of melting glow, Enamoured of that breast of breathing snow, Caught in the meshes of her fine-spun hair, Rocked by the beating of her bosom fair, Held by her lips too tempting and too warm, Bewi…
1905 · PDF PAGE 132
ANIMA LUNAE I27 Grew as a flower that opens at the dawn Their kiss : for touch of lips is death to love. Even as the gentle plant one finger presses, However soft the tress is Of even the air’s profane caresses, It closes, all its joy of light withdrawn ; The sun feels sadness in his skies above, Because one flower is folded. Thus they floated Most deathlessly devoted Beyond the trees, and where the hills divide To take the nighted tide Into a darker, deeper, greener breast, Maybe to find—what rest ? Now to those girdling mountains moon-exalted…
1907 · PDF PAGE 15
… Mean jackals snarled and screamed, and wild dogs bayed : Bayed at the waning moon that lapsed above Out of all light (had I not been in love, And drunken on the quintessential draught) So that the forest folk were sore afraid. But when I came upon the open space I might perceive my ladys face, And knew she waned because that I was late. Twin hills like ivory glinted ; on their slopes Blue rivers coursed, and many a nightingale Told all its tremulous tale To viewless dryads, or elate Trilled out its bleeding hopes Into the mist of light that h…
1909 · PDF PAGE 145
…ed with glee At each spasm he drew from the breast of me, And the mystery of Panic mirth Lay bare in the sight of a man. XIII And many a love long since I’ve known, And many a city rare ; I have sung and harped, I have fought and flown, I have wandered everywhere. But the thought of that day by the water-side, The god’s hot breath and the hidden bride, Makes me more shy as I wander alone, Unknowing whither I fare. XIV And in the morning Pan rose and fled, And left me alone to sleep; And long I lay in a slumber dead. Then on hands and knees did …
1909 · PDF PAGE 145
…ed with glee At each spasm he drew from the breast of me, And the mystery of Panic mirth Lay bare in the sight of a man. XIII And many a love long since I’ve known, And many a city rare ; I have sung and harped, I have fought and flown, I have wandered everywhere. But the thought of that day by the water-side, The god’s hot breath and the hidden bride, Makes me more shy as I wander alone, Unknowing whither I fare. XIV And in the morning Pan rose and fled, And left me alone to sleep; And long I lay in a slumber dead. Then on hands and knees did …
1910 · PDF PAGE 13
…like the dew upon your leaves ; So that the lampless hour Strikes, and an unborn universe perceives Its lonely mother-flower, Us, in our loves arcane Briatic bower. We scatter light, a music-tingling shower ; We breathe out life, a crimson whisper ;
1910 · PDF PAGE 143
…Glasgows grimiest stews, With all the knowledge of despair Striking me cunningly, striking everywhere, Mutilating the corpse of my dead love With such a savagery, Intensity above
1911 · PDF PAGE 160
…. And the years shall pass in myriads over the tree Whereon thou bloomest, O my Rose of the worlds 1 And one shall pluck thee forth, and love and death Shall lie together, and there shall be born He who shall bear for ever into life The rose-tipped lilies under the silent stars, The silent stars, and the red-blushing roses. O Rose, my Rose of the world, my Rose of Roses, Thou shalt be born anew, and live for ever! VICTOR ]. Ι. NEUBURG. 152
1911 · PDF PAGE 160
…. And the years shall pass in myriads over the tree Whereon thou bloomest, O my Rose of the worlds 1 And one shall pluck thee forth, and love and death Shall lie together, and there shall be born He who shall bear for ever into life The rose-tipped lilies under the silent stars, The silent stars, and the red-blushing roses. O Rose, my Rose of the world, my Rose of Roses, Thou shalt be born anew, and live for ever! VICTOR ]. Ι. NEUBURG. 152
1913 · PDF PAGE 246
…shut me up. I builded me a Tower To hide me from the laughter of the world. I said: ‘They shall not lure me from my bower To where their love, a lecherous snake, is curled : 208
1913 · PDF PAGE 246
…shut me up. I builded me a Tower To hide me from the laughter of the world. I said: ‘They shall not lure me from my bower To where their love, a lecherous snake, is curled : 208
1922 · PDF PAGE 168
… intenser, Swinging the smoke of sense From the bowl of a smouldering censer ! Behind me, behind and above, © She stands, that mirror of love. Her fingers are supple-jointed ; Her nails are polished and pointed, And tipped with spurs of gold: With them she rowels the brain. Her lust is critical, cold ; And her Chinese cheeks are pale, As she daintily picks, profane
1961 · PDF PAGE 154
…Effect of thine own Will. These two, then, that like Gladiators have made War in Philosophy through these many Centuries, are one by the Love under Will which is the Law of Thelema. O my son, there is no Doubt that resol- veth not in Certainty and Rapture at the Touch of the Wand of our Law, as thou apply it with Wit. Do thou grow constantly in the assimilation of the Law, and thou shalt be made perfect. Behold, there is a Pageant of Triumph as each Star, free from Confusion, sweepeth free in his right Orbit; all Heaven acclaimeth thee as thou …
1906 · PDF PAGE 20
…kest thy leman, thy Eve, my Lilith, in this bower Which we indwell, a deathless three, change- less and changing, as the pyre Of earthly love becomes a fire to heat us through eternity. I have forgotten Christ at last ; he may look back, grown amorous, And call across the gulf to us, and signal kisses through the vast : We shall disdain, clasp faster yet, and mock his newer pangs, and call With stars and voices musical, jeers his touched heart shall not forget. I would have pitied him. This flower spits blood upon him ; so must I Cast ashes thr…
1899 · PDF PAGE 32
24 THE TALE OF ARCHAIS Of perfect love ; the sin that seeks its home In lights and longings frailer than the foam ; The sin that loves the hollows of the night, The sin that fears ; the sin that hates the light ; The sin that looks with wistful eyes ; the sin That trembles on the olive of the skin ; The sin that slumbers ; these divide the day And all the darkness, and deceive, and slay. And these regather in the womb of hell To marry and increase, and by the spell Of their own wickedness discover sin Unguessed at, but slow treason creeping in,…
1909 · PDF PAGE 21
…a King. A King may choose his garments as he will: there is no certain test: but a beggar cannot hide his poverty. 59. Beware therefore! Love all, lest per- chance is a King concealed! Say you so? Fool! If he be a King, thou canst not hurt him. 60. Therefore strike hard and low, and to hell with them, master! 61. There is a light before thine eyes, Ο prophet, a light undesired, most desirable. 20