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Page 29 of 1291903 · PDF PAGE 96
THE THIRTY-SIXTH DAY “ ’Twas not their infirmity, It was married chastity.” Phœnix and Turtle. Yet ere the stars paled slowly in the east I could not sleep : and she—how else ? What rest May a man know until his quiet breast Beats to her tune ? I garbed me as a priest And moved towards my Host—on God I feast ! We lay in naked chastity, caressed Child-like or dreaming, till the dawn repressed Our sighs : that nuptial yet hath never ceased. That was the best : far sundered by the tide Dolorous, endless as Oceanus, A serpent-river girdling the lar…
1905 · PDF PAGE 21
…rtrait Graven in Walham Green ? Why with the bare suggestion Dare we insult our Queen ? Give me the golden trumpet Blown at the judgment-day, Closing the gate of mercy Over the Cast Away. Melt me its gold to money, Coin me that small, small ring Stamped with the Hoof of Satan, Bearing the name of King. Then, in the murky midnight, Silently lead me down, Down into Hell’s dark portals, Far in the West of Town.
1905 · PDF PAGE 43
…am queen. These know thee ; I know thee, O master, I hear and obey. I follow thy lyrical sway. CORPHEUS O tenderest child And phantom of day! Gleam fitful and wild On the flowery way ! Blue skies reconciled To the kisses of clay! Come forth! I invoke thee,O dew! The maiden must hear and obey. THE DEW Life trembling on leaves, Sunrise shed in tears, Love’s arrow that cleaves The veil of the years, Light gathered in sheaves Of tenderest fears As dayspring enweaves My soul into spheres— I hear, and I nestle upon thee, O lyrist supreme, Light loves…
1906 · PDF PAGE 98
…compelling soul and mind. Thine is the sweet insufferable breath That comes like Bessarabia’s twilight wind To bring a quiet coolth from day’s long heat, Peace to the belly gorged with blood and meat}; Stars for the sun that smote, for fire slow streams, For the simoom the zephyr’s cooing kiss, Deep sleep at last from all the evil dreams, And rest, the possibility of bliss.
1913 · PDF PAGE 148
… the sunburnt grain With their own hand, or fought with simple Sword and shield . The din of men Who march , the vanguard of mankind to -day , Is far from you ; your home Is left untortured by the strife of souls A strife religion -born , For that blind change which we salute in faith As progress . Overbold Dictating wisdom to a silent God We grasp the wrist of Fate Immovable , and hearken not her voice Save in our own . But you Stand in the quiet of unchanging light And listen to the truth . Dichas progressed changement 129
1954 · PDF PAGE 533
…or a nat, and if so, what are they like? How do they act? How can you make them useful to your purpose? It is in fact the ordinary every-day scientific method of exploration. The only difference is that in the course of one's experiments one becomes aware of parts of the nature of the object to be examined which are subtler and perhaps more powerful , nearer to reality, than those which ordinary scientific examination discloses. You will notice, however, that the qualities above-mentioned are identical. The chemical elements which go to form a …
1899 · PDF PAGE 96
… of wonder ; Star to star must add to the glowing chorus ; Sun and moon must mingle and speed the echo Flaming through heaven. Night and day divide, and the music strengthens, Gathers roar of seas and the dirge of moor- lands ; Tempest, thunder, birds, and the breeze of summer Join to augment it. So the sound-world, filled of the fire of all things, Rolls majestic torrents of mighty music Through the stars where dwell the avenging spirits Bound in the whirlwind . . . So the cliffs their Song . . . For the mist re- gathers, Girds them bride-like…
1929 · PDF PAGE 450
…attacked by bed-bugs. Luckily I had warned Leila that in Russia the bug is as inseparable from the bed as the snail from his shell. In a day or two things calmed down. Then there came suddenly upon me a period of stupendous spiritual impulse --- even more concentrated than that of 1911. In a café, I met a young Hungarian girl named Anny Ringler; tall, tense, lean as a starving leopardess, with wild insatiable eyes and a long straight thin mouth, a scarlet scar which seemed to ache with the anguish of hunger for some satisfaction beyond earth's …
1910 · PDF PAGE 209
… gutless; puritanic, pharisaical and “suburban” as any seven- teenth century presbyter, as biliously narrow-minded as any of the present day Bethelites, Baptists, and Bible-beer brewers.* The dogmatism of literal Buddhism appalled him. The Five Precepts, which are the Yama and Niyama of Buddhism, he at once saw, in spite of Nagasena and prig Milinda, must be broken by every Arahat each time he inhaled a breath of air. They were as absurd as they were valueless. But behind all this tantalizing frou-frou, this lingerie de cocotte, beautifully des…
1910 · PDF PAGE 209
… gutless; puritanic, pharisaical and “suburban” as any seven- teenth century presbyter, as biliously narrow-minded as any of the present day Bethelites, Baptists, and Bible-beer brewers.* The dogmatism of literal Buddhism appalled him. The Five Precepts, which are the Yama and Niyama of Buddhism, he at once saw, in spite of Nagasena and prig Milinda, must be broken by every Arahat each time he inhaled a breath of air. They were as absurd as they were valueless. But behind all this tantalizing frou-frou, this lingerie de cocotte, beautifully des…
1929 · PDF PAGE 196
… revealed the truth of her godhead; and by the end of April there was no wreath of snow on Apennine, or Alban, or Apulian Hill. The last day of the month was hot and still as midsummer; the slopes of Posillippo begged a breath from Ocean, and were denied. So heavy a haze hung on the sea that not only Capri, not only the blue spur that stabs the sunset, but Vesuvius itself, were hidden from the Villa where Iliel and her friends were nested. Sunset was sombre and splendid; the disc itself was but a vague intensity of angry Indian red. His agony s…
1954 · PDF PAGE 525
…e keeping of the Record is quite easy. All you have to do is to put down what practices you mean to begin, how you get on with them from day to day, and (at intervals) what I have to say about your progress. Remember always that we have no use for piety, for vague chatter, for guesswork; we are as strictly scientific as biologists or chemists. We ban emotion from the start; we demand perception; and (as you will see later on) even perception is not acceptable until we have made sure of its bases by a study of what we call the 'tendencies'. That…
1954 · PDF PAGE 233
… classes of idea, by classes. The ready-to-hand, recent fugitive thoughts come first, and ftrst they go. Then the events of the previous day or so, and the preoccupations of the mind for that period. Next, one comes to the layer of reveries and other forms of wish-phantasm; then cryptomnesia gets busy with incidents of childhood and the like; ftnally, there intrudes the class of "atmospherics," where one cannot trace the source of the interruption. All these are matters of the conscious rational mind. The structure of the mind reveals its histo…
1898 · PDF PAGE 25
…this the end of life ? Voice. Thy Life begins. Ph. Strange Voice, I hear thee, and obey. Perchance I have not lived so far. Perchance to-day, Like a spring-flower that slowly opens out Its willing petals to the tender dawn, My soul may open to the knowledge of A dawn of new thought that may lead—— Voice. To God. Ph. Hope hardly dared to name it ! 15
1903 · PDF PAGE 51
THE NINTH DAY “ How canst thou tell she will deny thy Before thou make a trial of her love ? ” 1 Henry VI. I was most weary of my work : the mind Shuddered at all the wonders it had written, And the whole body by the spirit smitten Groaned : so I went and left my love behind, Danced the gross “ hula,” hardly disinclined, By a new lust emphatically bitten ; And so in flames at harlot glances litten I sought that solace I shall never find. Fool ! not to tell her. Triple fool to fly The sunny glance, the moonlight meditation, For even the light of…
1912 · PDF PAGE 64
…e accolade, And run upon a beast: but they Slip from the fatal point away And course about, confusing all That gallant concourse all the day,
1929 · PDF PAGE 169
…y of one or fifty of the other. Occasionally the same set would make two or three marches with us, but as a rule they were changed every day. Except on one or two occasions when the ignorance and bad manners of the Austrians let to misunderstanding, everything went smoothly. The naivety of the natives was sometimes very amusing. The regular rate of pay was fourpence a day, and this princely profusion induced the inhabitants of distant side valleys to make sometimes as much as six days' march in each direction from their homes to some point on o…
1922 · PDF PAGE 104
go The Diary of a Drug Fiend a phase of babbling, both talking at once at the top of our voices, making plans for the day, each one as it bubbled in our brains the source of ecstatic excite- ment and inextinguishable laughter. We had just decided to spend the morning shopping when a card was brought up to the room. I had a momentary amazement as I read that our visitor was the confidential clerk of Mr. Wolfe. “Oh, bother the fellow,” said I, and then remem- bered my telegram of the day before. I had a swift pang of alarm. Could something be wro…
1898 · PDF PAGE 15
Amsterdam, December 23rd, 1897. LET me pass out beyond the city gate. All day I loitered in the little streets Of black worn houses tottering, like the fate That hangs above my head even now, and meets Prayer and defiance as not hearing it. They lean, these old black streets, a little sky Peeps through the gap, the rough stone path is lit Just for a little by the sun, and I Watched his red face pass over, fade away To other streets, and other passengers, Saw him take pleasure where the heathen pray, Saw him relieve the hunter of his furs, All t…
1899 · PDF PAGE 149
… and of war, Hear the King of Scotland dying On the Leny’s thundrous shore! “Thrice three hundred have I smitten With my single arm this day; Now of life my soul is weary, I am old, I pass away. “Grant me this, immortal monarch, _ Such a tomb as ne’er before, Such a tomb as never after - Monarch thought or monarch saw.”