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Page 26 of 1151930 · PDF PAGE 43
…he Hudson River, he might remember the proverb and clutch at an imaginary straw. Words such as “truth” are like that straw. Confusion of thought is concealed, and its impotence denied, by the invention. This paragraph opened with, “We know”: yet, questioned, awe” make haste to deny the possibility of possessing, or even of defining, knowledge. What could be more certain to a parabola-philosopher than that he could be approached in two ways, and two only? It would be indeed little less than the whole body of his knowledge, implied in the theory …
1996 · PDF PAGE 18
… importance; for a destructive and distorted view, a Christian view, generates an evil pus which overflows upon the whole field of human thought and human activity, infecting with one malady after another. Sex repression, sex-frustration, as Freud has truly told us, breed war makers and war. They and their cousins german, malevolent inter ference with individual freedom of thought and man’s natural right to all the pleasures of life, breed also social discontents and social ills. In the strictest sense, such persecuting manias are anti soci…
1904 · PDF PAGE 46
18 ARGONAUTAE The silent thought, the hand unseen, The rayless majesty of light Shed from the splendour of our Queen Athena! mystery and might; These worked invisibly to bring The end of triumph to our King. Great Jason, wronged by hate of man, Shall pass the portals of the deep; Shall seek the waters wide and wan; Shall pass within the land of sleep; And there the guardians of the soil Shall rest at last from pain and toil. O ruler of the empyréan, Behold his fervour conquering The fury of the breed Cadmean, The dragons of the Theban king; And…
1905 · PDF PAGE 134
Stories to tremble at and flee— And others worth a tear. I thought of how a maiden man Might hear a deadly song And clasp a siren in his span, And feel her kiss grow strong To drag him with caresses wan Into the House of Wrong. Another: how the women grew Like vines of tender grape, And how they laughed as lovers do, And took a lover’s shape, And how men sought them, free to woo— To leave them, no escape! Another: how a golden cup A golden girl would pour, And whoso laughed and drank it up Grew wise and warrior : But whoso stayed to smile and s…
1906 · PDF PAGE 52
…e). Full fed; you smile, a smile obscenely gloating On the voluptuous wreck your lust hath wrought. See the loose languor of precipitate thought These versicles exhale! How rude the rime! There is no melody; the tune and time Are broken. Thirteen centuries ago They would have said, ‘‘ Alas! the youth! We know , This devil hath from him plucked the immortal soul,” 7 say: you have dulled my centres of control! v. If you were with me, I were blind to this: Ready to drain my arteries for your kiss, 42
1904 · PDF PAGE 109
… noon, Lulled by the sleepy tune! The sense is riven, and the soul Goes glimmering to the abode, Where aeons in one moment roll, And one thought shapes to its control Body’s forgotten load. Our lady sleeps! Our lady smiles In far Elysian isles ! FIRST WOMAN. Thrice have I crept towards the bed, and thrice II
1905 · PDF PAGE 146
…hey to Nirvana come at last, the incomparable security. Whose mind is strenuous and reflects ; whose deeds are circumspect and pure, His thoughts aye fixed on Law, the fame of that con-centred shall endure. By Earnestness, by centred thought, by self restraint, by suffering long, Let the wise man an island build against the fatal current strong. Fools follow after vanity, those men of evil wisdom’s sect ; But the wise man doth earnestness, a precious talisman, protect.
1907 · PDF PAGE 110
104 GARGOYLES They hold him sacred from the sun, From death and dissolution. Within the charméd space is nought Possible unto thought. There in their equilibrium They float—how still, how numb ! There must they rest, there will they stay Innocent of the judgment day. Remote from cause, effect retires. Act slays its dams and sires. There is no hill, there is no pit. They have no mark to hit. It is enough. Closed is the sphere. There is no more to hear. They perish not ; they do not thrive. They are at rest, alive, The Seven Wise Men of Martaban;…
1898 · PDF PAGE 42
… with fervid fires Of holiest desires Into I know not what a cradle, made Of subtle-shapéd shade, And arms most perdurable. I am lost In thought beyond all cost— Nay, but my spirit breaks the slender chain That held it down. The pain Of death is past and I am free. Nay, I, This body, dead, must lie Till Thou come home again, O soaring Soul. The gates supernal roll ! Flash through them, O white-winged, white-blossom ghost ! Ah, God! for I am lost. - [Jephthah remains motionless, [Morning dawns. Enter Jared, Soldters, Prophet. SOLDIERS. . Hail, c…
1905 · PDF PAGE 139
…y loftier loveliness Till thy veil’s glory shrouds the earth from night ; And silence speaks indeed, Seeing the subtler speed Of its own thought than speech of the Pandean reed! There no voice may be heard ! No place for any word ! 140
1912 · PDF PAGE 97
…usion subtly draws From out this chaos of mad laws? Am I, the effect, as I, the cause? Nay, the brain reels beneath its swell Of pompous thoughts. Enough to tell That He is known Unknowable!” Thus did that knightly Saracen In Cantabrig’s miasmal fen Lecture to many learned men. So clamorous was their applause— “His mind” (said they) “is free of flaws: The Veil of God is thin as gauze! ”— That almost they had dulled or drowned The laughter (in its belly bound) Of that dread Beast he had not found. Nathless—although he would away— They forced the…
1907 · PDF PAGE 38
… note on the wharf. Sir PERCY. Ah! she has dropped this! A cruel fool am I; I took an honied kiss ; I revelled in true bliss ; Yet never thought to try A keepsake to obtain To wear my heart upon. Now God is great and gracious; Iere’s medicine for my pain. She has left it; she has gone! How sweet the air and spacious ! I am happy—let me see! I guess some verse inspired By all her soul desired, Purity, love, well-being—ay ! and me: [He opens the note, reads :— ‘To love you, Love, is all my happiness ; To kill you with my kisses ; to devour Your w…
1907 · PDF PAGE 10
…rmin By using William Shakespeares Rough on Rats. VI H, love, dear love, sole queen of my affection, Guess you not yet what wheel of thought is spun ? How out of dawns tumultuous dejection And not from noon springs up the splendid sun ? Not till the house is swept and garnished well Rises seven other devils out of hell. 5 I A
1913 · PDF PAGE 128
…o sea . Eight bouncing children tumbled in , And though we overlaid One, and another died of gin , Too many with us stayed . I' ve often thought that it would beat The man who tried to tell (Even if he had felt ) the heat And hungriness of hell : But even in hell there is no pain Such as is known on earth , To parents who a child have slain Before or after birth . The devil doesn 't know the cramp That settles round the heart, When yesterday was a hopeless tramp For work , and it's time to start ; In morning fog, or morning sun , You wake the s…
1954 · PDF PAGE 354
…umn; but it struck me that it would be useful to get my large paintings of the four Elemental Watch Towers which I had made in Mexico. I thought these were probably in Boleskine. I decided to go up there for a fortnight or so. Incidentally, I had the conveniences for conferring upon Neuberg the degree of Neophyte, he having passed brilliantly through his year as a Probationer. I consequently asked him and an Emmanuel man named Kenneth Ward, to come and stay with me. I had met Ward at Wastdale Head shortly before, having gone there to renew my a…
1902 · PDF PAGE 81
…men. Alas ! Maybe in this I still am self-deceived, Merely the fool swelled up with bitter words, Imagination, and the toadstool growth, Thought, wounded ; as a scorpion to sting Its own bruised life out. This is Tannhauser! How long ago since he took pleasure in Such love— [-(4 horn winds. such music as yon horn below— \A chant is heard. Such worship as the simple chant that steals Calm and majestic in the solitude Up from the valley. Pilgrims, by my fay ! \Enter Pilgrims. Pilgrims. Hail to Thee, Lady bright, Queen of the stars of night ! Ave …
1905 · PDF PAGE 141
I36 “ SABBÉ PI DUKKHAM ” Strangles all desires in their beginning, Leaves no egg of thought to hatch its serpent Thrice detested for unnatural breeding— Basilisk, to slay the maddened gazer. Thus the wise man, for no glory-guerdon, Hope of life or joy in earth or heaven, Works, rejecting all the flowers of promise Dew-lit that surround his path ; but keepeth Steady all his will to one endeavour, Till the light, the might, the joy, the sorrow, Life and death and love and hate are broken : Work effaces work, avails the worker. Strength, speed, ar…
1910 · PDF PAGE 58
50 The Impotence of Thought to perceive Reality. VI THE CURTAIN Thy podex, like a rose, within Thy buttocks, sprays of jessamine, Buds to my kisses ; then the wine Sets this old head of mine aspin, So that I push thee to thy knees— A worship, darling, not a sin. Deep as I plunge, I do not break Within the velvet of thy skin. Do what I will, thy Self is hid From me by envy of the Jinn. So, when I think, I cannot pierce The truth of things ; I cannot win Unto the real ; life’s wheel is kept From turning by its axle-pin.1 But swing thine hips and …
1910 · PDF PAGE 129
…spirit, from thy prison ! I match, &c. GIMEL (with the crossing of the path of Teth) Hail, virgin Moon, bright Moon of Her That is Gods thought and minister ! Snow-pure, sky-blue, immaculate Hecate, in Thy book of Fate Read thou my name, the soaring soul That seeks the supreme, sunless goal ! And thou, great Sekhet, roar ! Confront the lion in the way ! Thy calm indomitable eyes Lift once, and look, and pierce, and slay !
1909 · PDF PAGE 100
…emoirs, this sturdy and valiant record of a very noble life, How surely and steadily has Mrs, Besant moved, urged by the one un- selfish thought, high-minded love for humanity, from her Eden through the hell of revolt to the Paradise that so few earn! And she is still fighting in the flesh, though her spirit has its peace. Priceless and unenvied reward of suffering ! True it is, that the chosen of the Masters must leave all. The lightest breeze can stir the Feather of our Lady Maat; there must be no breath of passion or of thought, if we would …