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Page 15 of 841910 · PDF PAGE 113
…the cool grass, and one chaste shrine That pious hands have builded ; And, oiled and scented, curled and gilded, A virgin, swimming like new wine In my grey old soul, that I may give His life to Pan, and live ! I have seen Love, and known A blasphemy, a violation And perfect profanation ; Wherefore the god hath flown. My heart no longer trembles If that blind Harperblind, or he dissembles ! Touches its strings with burning finger-tips, Or fastens his soft lips About my soul. . . . Then what is left To a woman love-bereft ? I have tasted Passi…
1954 · PDF PAGE 379
…been worrying him to settle . He wasn't nasty about it; he really needed the money for his farmer, a worthy man who wanted to build some new outhouses, and the builder couldn't give any credit because he was being pressed by the man who supplied his materials, a man in great trouble on account of his wife's long illness, and the necessity of an immediate and very expensive operation. So the doctor went round, very lordly, to the local estate agent, and made the first payment on the new house he had wanted for so long. "Hullo! HuBo!" laughed the…
1929 · PDF PAGE 18
… had been highly optimistic. The boy remembers that the quality of the dream was entirely different from anything that he had known. The news of the death did not arrive in Cambridge till the following morning. The interest of this fact depends on a subsequent parallel. During the years that followed, the boy --- and the man --- dreamed repeatedly that his mother was dead; but on the day of her death he --- then three thousand miles away --- had the same dream, save that it differed from the others by possessing this peculiar indescribable but …
1902 · PDF PAGE 125
…! You, Jerome —yes, I know your secret deeds ! You, ladies ! Are your faces painted thus Not to hide wrinkles of debauchery .-' To catch new lovers ? Landgrave. Stop the lying mouth ! Friends, your sword-service ! 123
1904 · PDF PAGE 63
… luck — ah, Satan, give me fifty such ! Drinks off the brandy. And now to bed again — to sleep, I am tired. She goes in. Introduction of new character. The figure of the Marquis of Glenstrae Demands the kind attention of the spot Of consciousness that readers shift away In awe of such a high exalted pot, In England’s upper Witenagemot A figure bright enough to make the sun dun, Yet common — to conceive him asketh not Imagination’s waistcoat buttons undone ! Any old gentleman in any club in London.
1910 · PDF PAGE 63
…orning pale and fresh Find my flesh against his flesh, And mine eyes within his eyes Watch the sun of glory rise ! All my breath is like new wine. I have flaxen hair and fine. From my shoulders to my feet Like the sunlight in the wheat ! If I laugh, the moon-curved pearls Match and master any a girl’s. If I weep, as joy may weep, One would say the fountain-steep Of Dione dropped its dew Through the vivid veil of blue. I am limber like a snake. I am soft, and slow to slake — For a curling, crimson fire Floods my lips and feeds desire. I am passi…
1913 · PDF PAGE 227
…, thrills to me With little shudders up my flesh , Like sunsparks where the wind is fresh , That scatter out across a lake , When day is new and just awake . 208
1910 · PDF PAGE 345
THE BIG STICK COUNTERPARTS. Vol. XVI of THE BROTHERHOOD OF THE NEW LIFE. An Epitome of the Work and Teaching of Thomas Lake Harris. By RESPIRO. 2s. 6d. net. A New Edition. C. W. Pearce and Co., 139, West Regent Street, Glasgow. If we are in any way to shadow forth the Ineffable, it must be by a degrada- tion. Every symbol is a blasphemy against the Truth that it indicates. A painter to remind us of the sunlight has no better material than dull ochre. So we need not be surprised if the Unity of Subject and Object in Con- sciousness which is Sama…
1910 · PDF PAGE 345
THE BIG STICK COUNTERPARTS. Vol. XVI of THE BROTHERHOOD OF THE NEW LIFE. An Epitome of the Work and Teaching of Thomas Lake Harris. By RESPIRO. 2s. 6d. net. A New Edition. C. W. Pearce and Co., 139, West Regent Street, Glasgow. If we are in any way to shadow forth the Ineffable, it must be by a degrada- tion. Every symbol is a blasphemy against the Truth that it indicates. A painter to remind us of the sunlight has no better material than dull ochre. So we need not be surprised if the Unity of Subject and Object in Con- sciousness which is Sama…
1898 · PDF PAGE 109
…ave of love’s bidding we might do, Save on our lust to place a yoke Too bitter to be lightly broke. Each might we drew on, and something new Of lust we learnt, insatiate we Who wrote in blood the volumes through That speak of love. But then there grew A giant lust, strong as the sea ; And we with fresh delight assayed The fierce sweet bond of tribady, The strange strong sin of sodomy,
1899 · PDF PAGE 242
…when the wind Blew from the south unlooked-for snow, The year when Collon, desolate and blind, Gloomed on the vale below, When logs of pinewood lit the little room, © And friendship ventured in to sit Beside their blaze, to listen in the gloom To wisdom and to wit; When we discussed our hopes, and told the stories Of happy climbing days gone by ; The stubborn battle with the cliffs, the glories Of the blue Alpine sky. The keen delight of paths untrodden yet, And new steep ice and rocky ways Too dangerous and splendid to forget. Those dear stron…
1922 · PDF PAGE 224
… the result is amazingly invigorating to contemplate. I could quite understand his idea of developing mankind into what is practically a new species, with new faculties, and the old fears, superstitions, and follies discarded for ever. I couldn’t stand it another second. Maisie had given him—and herself—up, and yet she possessed both herself and him: I had clung to him and to myself,. and I had lost both—Lost, lost for ever! I got up to go home; and before I reached the street I realised with desolate disgust. and despair the degree of my degra…
1899 · PDF PAGE 3
…le land, Whose manifest dominion, like a star, Fixed by the iron hands and swords of war, Now must for aye, a constellation, stand— Thou new strong nation ! as the eagle aspires To match the sun’s own fires, Children of our land, hear the children of your sires. We stretch out hands to-day when the white wings Of Peace are spread beneath you and your foe. O race of men that slay the slaves of kings ! We, whom the foam-crowned ocean still enrings, We, whose strong freedom never brooked a blow, Hail you now victors, hail you of the sword Proved i…
1904 · PDF PAGE 43
… the Varsity, Thou dear and noble! one-eyed tout! Whom dost thou cadge for? For I view With envy thy sweet liberty. Thy tie’s invariably new, Although thy face we never see _Even on Sunday changed! Ah me! That face, at which the lilies pout, That face extraordinararee, Thou dear and noble one-eyed tout. Fragrant as dawn and light as dew Thy dainty presence! Or a tree Some poets would compare thee to: Some poets to a common flea. 1 Mr Robert Browning, not the author, is responsible for this iniquitous conjunction of epithets. Cc 3
1909 · PDF PAGE 374
… and kept it with the Man-Cover’s messenger, so that they could rub acquaintance. WhenI noticed the first symptoms of love I blessed the new pair and let them go. The new wife—as I thought she would—followed her husband. They returned to me with the following strange document, and I think Imust warn the reader against a certain feeling of sympathy towards the writer. The wickedness and cruelty with which he carries out his logical tendencies are too repulsive to permit of any sentiment of pity. His sufferings appear to be simply the consequence…
1909 · PDF PAGE 374
… and kept it with the Man-Cover’s messenger, so that they could rub acquaintance. WhenI noticed the first symptoms of love I blessed the new pair and let them go. The new wife—as I thought she would—followed her husband. They returned to me with the following strange document, and I think Imust warn the reader against a certain feeling of sympathy towards the writer. The wickedness and cruelty with which he carries out his logical tendencies are too repulsive to permit of any sentiment of pity. His sufferings appear to be simply the consequence…
1902 · PDF PAGE 117
…e, And lo ! the Pyramid ! The Sages say : Unite that to the Sphinx, and all is done, Completion of the Magnum Opus. Tannhauser. No! Each new dimension lands me farther yet In the morass of limit. The Unknown Minstrel. Be it so ! But follow me through all the labyrinth, And ten rewards us. And your Zero's found To have an actual value and effect On unity —your Will. 115
1929 · PDF PAGE 571
…ill. Further 542 is a number which I had long sought to interpret as being the arithmetical mean between 418 (the Magical Formula of the New Aeon) and 666, my own cipher. I had never succeeded in finding a word to express this idea of the unification of my own nature with that of my dynamic structure. It must surely strike the most sceptical mind as remarkable that an untrained woman, wholly ignorant of Cabbalistic formulae, should obtain words, letters and numbers, so accurately interwoven, so complete an hieroglyph of an idea which defied my …
1938 · PDF PAGE 18
…with love, and marries it in turn to every other thought; and of each bridal night the fruits are twin, the Rapture of Silence, and some new World unguessed of Phantasy; of these behold one grim and one grotesque, this lyric and that lordly, the grievous and the gracious equal in His sight, for they know neither limit nor let in the infinite variety of their Beauty, making new Harmonies with every hour, beyond belief for Joy.
1902 · PDF PAGE 69
…ot follow him. Not even Into the dreamland that these mortals use. There, I am barred. The flaming sword of Light Is set against me, and new pangs consume This nest of scorpions where my heart once was. Yet to my fearful task of hate I set No faltering bosom. I will have this man, His life, his strength ; and live a little more. Life—shall I ever reach the splendid sword Of womanhood, and gird it, gain my will, A human soul, and from that altitude Renew the terrible war against the Gods ? I have called Chronos the devouring God My father—shall …