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Page 16 of 1121912 · PDF PAGE 115
…ll you stand by me? Dr. F. You know I will. What is it? Mrs. B. Let’s teach him a lesson. I’ve got a splendid idea. It isn’t hardness of heart; but he doesn’t see clearly. I want to make him feel and understand what it is that he‘s doing. Dr. F. And how do you propose to do it? Mrs. B. Well, you know he asked you to look at his throat. Tell him it's something terrible, that he’s got to diel Can you think of anything? Dr. F. Why, of course, cancer! Mrs. Β. (shocked) Ohl Dr. F. Cancer of the throat has just such slight symptoms. Nobody can tell w…
1907 · PDF PAGE 130
…own as The botber In which chapter it is related how Our Lady was brought to bed of a rose ; and how she planted it in the garden of her heart , and how it grew and flourished in divers fashions . And how some times it appears as white , and at others as red , and yet still at others both red and white together , so that the most wise were sore perplexed to tell which was the colour proper to it.
1907 · PDF PAGE 275
…We might expect to find this idea in “ Tannhäuser,” and do in the following verse : This were my guerdon : to fade utterly Into the rose heart of that sanguine vase , And lose my purpose in its silent sea , And lose my life , and find my life , and pass Up to the sea that is as molten glass .” One more quotation we will give from the song of Parthenope in “ The Argonauts ." O mortal , sad is love ! But my dominion Extends beyond love's ultimate abode . Eternity itself is but a minion , Lighting my way on the untravelled road . Gods shelter ' ne…
1910 · PDF PAGE 86
…and light invades My desolate soul, and all the cypress shades Glow with transparent lustre, and the hollow I thought I had hidden in my heart must swallow The bitter draught of Truth ; no Nereid maids Even in my sea are mine : the whole seas glades And hills and springs are void of my Apollo The Sea herself my tune and my desire ! The Sun himself my lover and my lyre !
1910 · PDF PAGE 218
…ious hours And live my past again between thy knees ; Why should I seek thy beautys languorous dowers Save in thy bodys passion, thine hearts ease I have the art to evoke delicious hours. These vows, these scents, these kisses infinite Shall be reborn from gulfs we may not sound, So scale the sky, young suns, in choral flight, Winged from their lustral lapse in seas profound ! O vows ! O scents ! O kisses infinite !
1910 · PDF PAGE 150
…ves of ilex tall ; One to the plains of infinite Ind ; One beyond the Mongol wall. As we met, so we part. Three great kings and one true heart !
1905 · PDF PAGE 162
…155 Not unfamiliar, through exulting gates— Lift up your heads,” I hear the angels ery 3 ** Be ye lift up, ye everlasting doors. A child-heart seeks the Lover of the Child!” O meek and holy Jesus, hath Thy heart Yearned unto me, Thy maiden? For I knew \ bliss so pregnant with the unforeseen As brought me to the very feet of Christ, Weeping. Tow clouded that mysterious Passion! I fell a-weeping in my bed, Forgetting, or not knowing. For a fire Too perfect for my sinful soul to touch Gathered me closely in itself, to hide Its utter glory from me.…
1922 · PDF PAGE 242
…ight but mock The wretch on his barren rock, And the dome of heaven high-arched Like his mouth is arid and parched, And the caves of his heart high-spanned Are choked with alkali sand!” We are living on water. It seems for the moment to quench the thirst, at least part of it. Peter’s nervous state is very alarming. I feel sure he has delusions. He got up and staggered to the mantelpiece and leant against it with his arms stretched out. He cried in a hoarse, dry voice :— “Thirst! Not the thirst of the throat, Though that be the wildest and worst…
1904 · PDF PAGE 46
32 WHY JESUS WEPT. ANGELA. I have seen all. Pity me ! Your flattery is a sword in my heart ! SIR PERCY. Seen ? ANGELA. Your love — you call it so ! SIR PERCY. Have you, then — ANGELA. I saw all. Ah me ! Poor Angela ! SIR PERCY. Angela is your name ? ANGELA. My name. SIR PERCY. A lovely name. No doubt your disposition runs parallel. ANGELA. Meets never ? You are no courtier, sir ! SIR PERCY. Do not say ‘ sir ! ’ ANGELA. What shall I say ! Oh leave me ! I am ashamed.
1913 · PDF PAGE 326
…ayer is the flowering of the soul in eternal wisdom and in eternal love. It is the gaze of the spirit towards truth, and the sigh of the heart towards supreme beauty. It is the smile of the child upon its mother. It is the murmur of the lover, who reaches out towards the kisses of his mistress. It is the soft joy of a loving soul as it expands in an ocean of love. It is the sadness of the bride in the absence of the bridegroom. It is the sigh of the traveller who thinks of his fatherland. It is the thought of the poor man who works to support h…
1913 · PDF PAGE 326
…ayer is the flowering of the soul in eternal wisdom and in eternal love. It is the gaze of the spirit towards truth, and the sigh of the heart towards supreme beauty. It is the smile of the child upon its mother. It is the murmur of the lover, who reaches out towards the kisses of his mistress. It is the soft joy of a loving soul as it expands in an ocean of love. It is the sadness of the bride in the absence of the bridegroom. It is the sigh of the traveller who thinks of his fatherland. It is the thought of the poor man who works to support h…
1913 · PDF PAGE 114
…into steel ... so am I unto the Spirit of Man." Note how closely woven into itself is all this symbolism ! The centre of Ruach being the heart, it is seen that this Sword of the Ruach must be thrust by the Magician into his own heart. But there is a subsequent task, of which it is spoken —Liber VII, V, 47. " He shall await the sword of the Beloved and bare his throat for the stroke." In the throat is Daath —the throne of Ruach. Daath is Knowledge. This final destruction of knowledge opens the gate of the City of the Pyramids. It is also written…
1913 · PDF PAGE 346
…st: the woman who complains of her husband to another man; the man who confides to another woman the disappointments or the hopes of his heart,—these do, indeed, betray conjugal faith. The surprises which one’s senses spring upon one are only infidelities on account of the impulses of the heart which abandons itself more or less to the whispers of pleasure. Moreover, these are human faults for which one must blush, 48
1913 · PDF PAGE 346
…st: the woman who complains of her husband to another man; the man who confides to another woman the disappointments or the hopes of his heart,—these do, indeed, betray conjugal faith. The surprises which one’s senses spring upon one are only infidelities on account of the impulses of the heart which abandons itself more or less to the whispers of pleasure. Moreover, these are human faults for which one must blush, 48
1917 · PDF PAGE 3
…lurking vampires battened, and my steel Fhas wrought its splendour through the gates of death, ‘My courage did not falter: now I feel My heart beat wave-wise, and my throat catch breath Asif [choked; some horror creeps between ‘The spirit of my will and its desire, Some just reluctance to the Great Unseen ‘That coils its nameless terrors, and its dit Fear round my heart ; a devil cold as ice Breathes somewhere, for I feel his shudder take ‘My veins: some deadlier asp or cockatrice Slimes in my senses : T am half awake, ‘Half automatic, as I mov…
1913 · PDF PAGE 16
… Of these the reasoner took six, and, preening, said: This is the One and the All. These six the Adept harmonized, and said: This is the Heart of the One and the All. These six were destroyed by the Master of the Temple; and he spake not. The Ash thereof was burnt up by the Magus into The Word. Of all this did the Ipsissimus know Nothing.
1941 · PDF PAGE 11
Though ruin wash the world in blood, Though death devour, though time decay, Let but our hearts hold brotherhood, And this they shall not take away. Ashes to ashes? Dust to dust? So let it be! In God we trust. Stand! and join hands! and let us sing! Shake out Old Glory to the Skies! With heart and hand defiant fling Our purpose against Destinys. Ashes to ashes? Dust to dust? So let it be! In God we trust. Amen.
1919 · PDF PAGE 81
…beautiful were they. 52. All night they danced and sang; but Thou art the morning, O my darling, my serpent that twinest Thee about this heart. 53. I am the heart, and Thou the serpent. Wind Thy coils closer about me, so that no light nor bliss may pene- trate. 54. Crush out the blood of me, as a grape upon the tongue of a white Doric girl that languishes with her lover in the moonlight. 55. Then let the End awake. Long hast thou slept, O great God Terminus! Long ages hast thou waited at the end of the city and the roads thereof. Awake Thou! wa…
1904 · PDF PAGE 78
… he is really gone! (Like Ahab did, on Mount Gerizim). Don’t read “ Félise” or any thing That naughty Mr Swinburne scribbles ; The human heart with love enring ; Don’t dig right into it with dibbles! Good luck, my lass, you now your way can see! —I feared she might have taken me to Replenish the unusual vacancy ; And I have other things to see to.
1941 · PDF PAGE 7
Though ruin wash the world in blood, Though death devour, though time decay, Let but our hearts hold brotherhood, And this they shall not take away. Ashes to ashes? Dust to dust? So let it be! In God we trust. Stand! and join hands! and let us sing! Shake out Old Glory to the Skies! With heart and hand defiant fling Our purpose against Destinys. Ashes to ashes? Dust to dust? So let it be! In God we trust. Amen.