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…able spells, I drew foul horrors from a many hells— Though I had fathomed Fate ; though I had seen Chastity charm-proof arm the sea-gray eyes And sweet clean body of my spirit’s queen, Where nothing dwells that God did not devise. 28
…tten in the woods above Kandy. Inscribed to T. Davidson. LURED by the loud big-breasted courtezan That plies trained lechery of obedient eyes, He sits, holds bed’s last slattern-sweet surprise, Late plucked from gutter to grace groves of Pan. The third one, ruddy as they twain are wan, Hungrily gazes, sees her tower of lies Blasted that instant in some wizard wise— The frozen look—the miserable man ! What sudden barb of what detested dart Springs from Apollo’s bowstring to his heart ? On sense-dulled ears what Voice rings the decree ? “ For the…
…seed Of word and.deed ! To thine assured fruition we may trust This weary dust. We who are old, and palsied, (and so wise !) Lift up our eyes 57
She hath love by rime and rote, She is subtle and quick to man! She danceth? Say she doth float! Rapture is gold in her eyes! She sigheth honey-sweet sighs Of the glory of Japan! Red are her lips and large, The delicate courtesan !” Then the officer’s voice Caught in his throat for joy. Like birds in spring that rejoice, Clearly and softly the boy Whispered : ‘‘ Now, let us charge!” Then leaping sheer o’er trench and mound, They rise as a single man; They bound like antelopes over the ground For the glory of Japan. With glittering steel they wh…
…And marred the merry measure ! Yea ; my small kiss is somehow worth The love of all the boys on earth ! The shy sweet smiles, the tender eyes And bodies slim that woo me ;
…ail to the golden beard and golden lips, His whole life golden to the finger-tips ! Hail to the golden hair in golden showers Hiding the eyes like blue blue lotus-flowers ! His name is Ut, for He Hath risen above all things that be. II Ardent and white, the Lord Whirls forth a strident sword. Its blade is broader than the great World-Ash ; Its edge is keener than the lightning-flash. Brighter than all the lights of heaven, it whirls Out in a chaos of creative curls And sheathes itself in Me, Arisen above all things that be. III Even as the burn…
…e forehead of the spring. Here in a plunging galleon Sir Palamede, a listless drone, Drifts desperately on—and on— And on—with heart and eyes of stone. The deep-scarred brain of him is healed With wind and sea and star and sun, The assoiling grace that God revealed For gree and bounteous benison. Ah! still he trusts the recreant brain, Thrown in a thousand tourney-justs ; Still he raves on in reason-strain With senseless “oughts” and fatuous “ musts.” “ All the delusions ” (argueth The ass), “all uproars, surely rise From that curst Me whose na…
…, home to bed , Mary rises from the dead. Just her very self again Mary rises , prim and plain . Jimmy, scared to death almost, Shut his eyes to hide the ghost . Mary cried to him : “ Never fear , I won 't hurt you , Jimmy dear : It's only Mary , poor Mary Ford , Tired of resting in the Lord . 182
…I. Skies are grown redder far; Tempest draws nigher ; Dark lowers a single star ; Mars, like the fire ! Fiercer our lips engage ; Limbs, eyes, ears, gather rage; Sharp grows desire. Hear thy short bitter cries? Pity thine agonies? Loose, though love tire? Nay, neither hear nor spare ; Frenzy shall mock at prayer ; Torture’s red torch shall flare Till thou expire. IV. Stars stud a cloudless sky ; Moon silvers blue ; Breeze is content to die; Lightly falls dew. Calm after strain and stress Now to our weariness Brings love anew. Peace brings her b…
The Bubble Bursts 131 in my soul with his eyes. As for myself, I was absolutely stupefied by the pointless falsehood of the paragraph. “But, good God!” I exclaimed. ‘This is all absolute tosh.” “Excuse me,” said the consul, a little grimly, “T have not finished the paragraph. “I beg your pardon, sir,’’ I answered curtly. “Taking advantage of these facts,” he continued to read, “and of a slight facial resemblance to Sir Peter and Lady Pendragon, two well-known inter- national crooks have assumed their personalities, and are wandering around Napl…
…h husk of form and name, Leave of the dross a little ash, One button of pure fused gold Identical—O floral hour ! That were the bliss no eyes behold, But Christ’s delighted bridal dower Assuming into God the Church. But—oh ! these nudes of Rodin! I Drag one more linnet from its perch That sang to us, and sang a lie. Did Rodin strip the clothes, and find A naked truth fast underneath? Never! Where lurks the soul and mind? What is the body but a sheath? Did he ply forceps, scalpel, saw, Tear all the grace of form apart, Intent to catch some final…
…éd orisons To her, to her, to her alone. O Kali, Kali, Kali, quell This hooded hate, O Queen of Hell! Her ruby-studded brow is calm; Her eyes shine like some sleepy flood ; Her breast is oliban and balm; Her tongue lolls out, a-dripping blood ; She swings my body to and fro; She breaks me on the wheel of woe! To her eternal rapture seems Mere nature; underneath the crown Of dusky emeralds there streams A river of bliss to sluice me down With blood and tears, to drown my thought, To bring my being into naught. 69
…er ! Mourn, O Maenads, mourn ! Surely your comfort is over. All we laugh at you lorn. Ours are the poppies and clover ! O that mouth and eyes, Mischievous, male, alluring ! O that twitch of the thighs Dorian past enduring ! Where is wisdom now ? Where the sage and his doubt ? Surely the sweat of the brow Hath driven the demon out. Surely the scented sleep That crowns the equal war Is wiser than only to weep To weep for evermore !
…, the God that raises All our lives to ecstasy !” Sir Palamedes was too wise To mock their gentle wooing; He smiles into their sparkling eyes While they his armour are undoing. “ For who” (quoth he) “ may say that this Is not the mystery I miss?” Soon he is gathered in the dance, And smothered in the flowers.
…owmen, to bring them to the enjoyment of that realization of Truth , beneath all veils of temporal falsehood, which has enlightened mine eyes and filled my mouth with song. So there you are. Love is the law, love under will. Yours fraternally, 666
…oint of a music-hall audience. There was something indefinably Mongolian about her face. The planes were flat; the cheek-bones high; the eyes oblique; the nose wide, short, and vital; the mouth a long, thin, rippling curve like a mad sunset. The eyes were tiny and green, with a piquantelfin expression. Her hair was curiously colourless; it was very abundant; she had wound great ropes about her head. It reminded me of the armature of a dynamo. It produced a weird effect— this mingling of the savage Mongol with the savage Norseman type. Her stran…
THE THIRTY-NINTH DAY “ Had I not eyes but ears, my ears would love That inward beauty and invisible.” Venus and Adonis. Note from this day no possible event. All secrets told, and all desires fulfilled, Primitive passion of our soul have killed. We dwell within a calmer element Perfectly pure and perfectly content. The subtler splendour of our love has stilled Those sombre glories that it never meant, Those giant meanings that it never meant. Fire only is our substance ; there we dwell, The Salamandrine with the Salamander. No fuel to crack, no…
…wn : Surely the laurel and crown have faded and left me alone. Vainly I cry in the sunlight ; moon pities my passion in vain. Dark to my eyes is the one light, aching in bosom and brain. Surely, O mother, thou knowest ! Have I not followed thy star ? I have gone whither thou goest, bitterly followed afar, 87
…, like us, he recog- nised in distinct inner types every possible sensation, our words making a visible emblematic procession before his eyes, and every perception of whatever sense becoming tangible to him as form and audible as music. 271
…, like us, he recog- nised in distinct inner types every possible sensation, our words making a visible emblematic procession before his eyes, and every perception of whatever sense becoming tangible to him as form and audible as music. 271