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1913 · PDF PAGE 201

The Equinox (Volume I, Number IX)

… alone; Who dreams and ponders, Whose face is stone, Carven by thought : He unveils the skies, And the star-dreams wrought By his frozen eyes Take shape and stand In his argent dream ; And the old gray land And the swift gray stream Glitter and gleam. The silver wonder Of silent stars, The silent thunder Of sunset’s bars, The crimson flare In the ashes of day, Are everywhere On the secret way: Under the hill The clamouring gnomes, For a moment still In their darkened homes, Hear the deep night,

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1913 · PDF PAGE 201

The Equinox (Volume I, Number X)

… alone; Who dreams and ponders, Whose face is stone, Carven by thought : He unveils the skies, And the star-dreams wrought By his frozen eyes Take shape and stand In his argent dream ; And the old gray land And the swift gray stream Glitter and gleam. The silver wonder Of silent stars, The silent thunder Of sunset’s bars, The crimson flare In the ashes of day, Are everywhere On the secret way: Under the hill The clamouring gnomes, For a moment still In their darkened homes, Hear the deep night,

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1928 · PDF PAGE 185

Little Poems in Prose

EPILOGUE With heart at peace I climbed the mountain trail Whence I could contemplate with quiet eyes The city: hospital, limbo, brothel, gaol, Where all iniquity opens flowerwise. O Satan, patron of my soul dismayed, You know I sought no refuge for vain sighs, But like an old pauper with his cinder-jade I coveted drunkenness from the mammoth trull Whose hell-born charms bring back my youth [that’s strayed. While you still sleep obscure and leaden dull, Clouted with morning, rheumy-eyed, or preen Yourself in gold-laced evening, veiled in full, I…

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1913 · PDF PAGE 367

The Equinox (Volume I, Number IX)

…l time, are upon all thy creatures. Thou art the eternal light, that pure souls shall see, and that the cloud of sins will hide from the eyes of sinners. Thou art the light which is hidden in this world, and visible in the other, where the glory of the Lord is shown forth. Thou art Sovereign, and the eyes of understanding which desire to see thee are all 69

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1913 · PDF PAGE 367

The Equinox (Volume I, Number X)

…l time, are upon all thy creatures. Thou art the eternal light, that pure souls shall see, and that the cloud of sins will hide from the eyes of sinners. Thou art the light which is hidden in this world, and visible in the other, where the glory of the Lord is shown forth. Thou art Sovereign, and the eyes of understanding which desire to see thee are all 69

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1922 · PDF PAGE 339

Diary of a Drug Fiend

…ied to explain it to you.” The sense of being enchanted came over me again very strongly. I looked across at Lou, and I could see in her eyes that she felt the same. But she was trembling with excitement and eagerness. Her eyes were fixed on the face of Sister Athena with devouring ardour. She was looking forward to undergoing this terrific experience. My own mood was slightly different. Already my past life surged up before me in a series of pulsating pictures. I was revolted by the incoherence and fatuity of the past. The achievements of whic…

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1898 · PDF PAGE 75

Songs of the Spirit

…ms his lamp, and brings The books of many kings To spread their holy wings About his head, and sing to him the secret ways of death. His eyes are fixed, he sees Men dimly, like to trees Walking, and guesses they must be the angels of the Lord ; His hand is strong to hold The talent of fine gold, The wand so clean and cold ; His altar has a lamp divine, his girdle has a sword. 65

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1906 · PDF PAGE 30

Gargoyles

… unto me. I am the soul serenely free; I dare to seek the austere ordeal That drags the hoodwink of the Real Back from the Maker’s livid eyes Lustred with hate. At noon I came Blind in the desert, saw the sun Leap o’er the edge, a fury of flame 1 Intended as the prologue to a history of an initiate in semi-dramatic form. 22

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1906 · PDF PAGE 93

Gargoyles

The ringing cries of the victors peal In, in at the captured gate ! Then o’er the field the maniac passed And closed the dead men’s eyes. ‘‘ They are sleeping close with death at last !” The wanton warrior cries. But he who saw the dead man’s jaw Grind at the last was aware That the harlot’s kiss was Paradise That the soldier tasted there. And beyond the magnificent joy of death Shears through the sky, as a flame Ripping the air, the lightning breath Of the nation’s resonant fame. Hail! to the Hachiman deed well done! To the virile strength of …

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1910 · PDF PAGE 298

The Equinox (Volume I, Number III)

…y!” He bent down and put his lips to hers; then, as if struck by lightning, sprawled, a corpse. She looked down lazily through half-shut eyes with that smile of hers that was a snarl. Francis BENDICK. 280

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1910 · PDF PAGE 298

The Equinox (Volume I, Number IV)

…y!” He bent down and put his lips to hers; then, as if struck by lightning, sprawled, a corpse. She looked down lazily through half-shut eyes with that smile of hers that was a snarl. Francis BENDICK. 280

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1912 · PDF PAGE 41

Sir Palamedes

…mediate resounds The noise he hath sought so long: appears There quest a thirty couple hounds Within its belly as it bounds. Lifting his eyes, he sees at last The beast he seeks: ’tis like an hart. Ever it courseth far and fast. Sir Palamede is sore aghast, 35

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1905 · PDF PAGE 99

Collected Works (Vol. I)

…ad Their face, and fled ! O wonderful fresh blossom of the wood ! O purpling blood ! O azure veins as clear as all the skies! QO longing eyes That look upon me fondly to beget Two faces, set ‘ither like flowers upon their laughing blue, Where morning dew Sparkles with all the passion of the dawn ! The happy lawn Leads, by the stillest avenues, to groves Made soft by loves ; And all the nymphs have made a mossy dell Ward by the well Where even a Satyr might behold the grace Of such a face «As his? who perished for his own delights, So well requi…

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1909 · PDF PAGE 387

The Equinox (Volume I, Number I)

… truly, shrank from me, but my senses were speaking in a rough way. They sat at the other end of the oasis; and looked on with wide-open eyes of delight as the two sweet and scented plants continued to grow. I could not detach my sight from the girls, and for the first time my ear did not perceive the music of the two compartments. It seemed to me as if there were two personalities in me, one simple and natural, as it becomes a wood cover, the other complex and full of passions, as if I were really the man whom I knew tobe no more. I took the s…

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1909 · PDF PAGE 387

The Equinox (Volume I, Number II)

… truly, shrank from me, but my senses were speaking in a rough way. They sat at the other end of the oasis; and looked on with wide-open eyes of delight as the two sweet and scented plants continued to grow. I could not detach my sight from the girls, and for the first time my ear did not perceive the music of the two compartments. It seemed to me as if there were two personalities in me, one simple and natural, as it becomes a wood cover, the other complex and full of passions, as if I were really the man whom I knew tobe no more. I took the s…

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1902 · PDF PAGE 23

Tannhäuser

… journey to the black unknown, Always in hope the Infinite may rise Some unexpected instant, as 'twere grown A magic palace to enchanted eyes ; A wizard guerdon for a minstrel wise. Perhaps I am a fool to think that here, Merely by rending Nature's hollow veil, I may attain the Solitary Sphere, Achieve the Path ; or, haply, if I fail. Gain the Elixir, or behold the Grail. 21

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1903 · PDF PAGE 17

The Star and the Garter

…ld Gaul, is split in three. A lesson in anatomy, A sketch of sociology, A tale of love to end. But see! What stirs the electric flame of eyes? One word—that word. Be destiny’s Inviolate fiat rolled athwart The clouds and cobwebs of our speech, And image, integrate of thought, This ebony anthem, each to each :-— To lie, invulnerable, alone, Valkyrie and hero, in the zone, Shielded by lightnings of our wit, Guarded by fires of intellect Far on the mountain-top, elect Of all the hills divinely lit By rays of moonrise! O the moon! O the interminabl…

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1910 · PDF PAGE 407

The Equinox (Volume I, Number III)

… Palamede in bitter rage Sterte up: “Is this the fool, ’Od wot, To see the like of whom I came From castellated Camelot ?” The sage with eyes of burning flame Cried: “Is it not a miracle? Ay! for with folly travelleth shame, 31

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1910 · PDF PAGE 407

The Equinox (Volume I, Number IV)

… Palamede in bitter rage Sterte up: “Is this the fool, ’Od wot, To see the like of whom I came From castellated Camelot ?” The sage with eyes of burning flame Cried: “Is it not a miracle? Ay! for with folly travelleth shame, 31

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1905 · PDF PAGE 82

Collected Works (Vol. I)

…r solitude, I went Nightly upon a rock that stood alone Threatening the sandy wilderness, and prayed Where many visions came before mine eyes So strange—these eyes have started from my head, And every hair, grown fearful, like a steed Reared in its frenzy: see, these lips of mine Have blanched, these nails have bitten through my flesh For sundry things I saw —and these in- formed My open spirit by their influence, And taught imine ears to catch no doubtful sound Of prophecy, but fix it in my mind, A lambent liquid fire of poetry Full of all mea…

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