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… Where did I breathe that air? Where did I see That wood beside the lake where slow winds drift? I am quick with flickering fantasies to-night Meshed in the quivering fabric of my soul Like tremulous visions of another sphere. O heart, are they sick memories of delight Lost long ago? Or glimpses of a goal That I shall win after long pain and fear? 80
… Where did I breathe that air? Where did I see That wood beside the lake where slow winds drift? I am quick with flickering fantasies to-night Meshed in the quivering fabric of my soul Like tremulous visions of another sphere. O heart, are they sick memories of delight Lost long ago? Or glimpses of a goal That I shall win after long pain and fear? 80
… and, by an unification of both, welded the East to the West, the two halves of that perfect whole which had been lying apart since that night wherein the breath of God moved upon the face of the waters and the limbs of a living world struggled from out the Chaos of Ancient Night. * Ibid. Ninth Discourse, 27, 34. 67
… and, by an unification of both, welded the East to the West, the two halves of that perfect whole which had been lying apart since that night wherein the breath of God moved upon the face of the waters and the limbs of a living world struggled from out the Chaos of Ancient Night. * Ibid. Ninth Discourse, 27, 34. 67
… life shall lose it; and he that hateth his life in this world shall keep it unto life eternal.”--S‘vr. JOHN xil, 24, 25. Ir was a windy night, that memorable seventh night of December, when this philosophy was born in me. How the grave old Professor! wondered at my ravings! I had called at his house, for he was a valued friend of mine, and I felt strange thoughts and emotions shake within me. Ah! how I raved! I called to him to trample me, he would not. We passed together into the stormy night. | was on horseback, how | galloped round him in m…
38 THE TALE OF ARCHAIS O lotus-flower too white, Starred purple, round and sweet, Rich golden wheat Of night. Ill kiss thee, lotus-flower, Ill pluck thee, yellow grain, Once and again This hour. There coos a dove to me Across the waves of space ; O passionate face To see ! Ill woo thee, silver dove, Caress thee, lotus-flower ; It is the hour Of Love. Cypris blushed deep ; albeit for love did swoon At the songs sweetness, while the cold dead moon Was still and pale ; her nymphs are fain to sigh With sudden longing filled, and like to die For…
…e with the blood, for spite Of his downgoing, till I had made fair All glories of my master, I could bear To sink myself in the abundant night. O if these words were lightnings, and their flame Deluged the world, and drowned the seed of shame In these ill waters where alone Truth’s ark May float, where only lovers may embark, I were contented to abandon fame And live with love for ever in the dark. O
Epivogue. Sonnet. Fo A. Mm. w. Sleep, O wep [plendour of difaftrous ware, Gone life a ftar faley at He fall of night! Wake, O mute mouth and majefepy of light, Mar of no found Hat eBay fitena fears, But Sory of férings imtangiFle, of fphers Shakey of Hote, a mighfier mufic’s might, HFeailer f found Hay XWfall is & fight! Wake, O (Beet foul incorporate of are! Or elfe dram oy, and let no ears Lege Rok’s cowry of Horns, nfanguine diarm, Gut Cet pale Riffes Bloffom, frarry (hrine OF fips mofé watHlife, Hat ndure oiBine hale ftcep s or parfing’s or…
…an raping a jet-black girl, Mine, with hysteric laughter! O white cat! O windy star blown sideways up the sky! Twin cat, twin star, ’tis night; the owl and bat Hoot, scream; ’tis us they call—to love or die. Twin cat, our broomsticks wait: we'll fly afar! .We'll blaze about the unlighted sky, twin star! 13
…rships at the gilded East. Ay! thither ride! The dawn beyond Must run the quarry of his quest. He rode as he were wood or fond, Until at night behoves him rest. —He saw the gilding far behind Out on the hills toward the West! With aimless fury hot and blind He flung himon a Viking ship. He slew the rover, and inclined 25
…rships at the gilded East. Ay! thither ride! The dawn beyond Must run the quarry of his quest. He rode as he were wood or fond, Until at night behoves him rest. —He saw the gilding far behind Out on the hills toward the West! With aimless fury hot and blind He flung himon a Viking ship. He slew the rover, and inclined 25
…ade him mount. From dale to dell They sank and soared. Last to the light Of the great sun himself they flew, Piercing the borders of the night, Passing the irremeable blue. Far into space beyond the stars At last they came. And there he knew All the blind reasonable bars Broken, and all the emotions stilled, And all the stains and all the scars Left him; so like a child he thrilled With utmost knowledge; all his soul, With perfect sense and sight fulfilled,
Edmund Vale . Play on then till bats are dipping, Till the shades of night come tripping And your souls in dark are hidden , Sweet Kodomo and Nésan, For a darker shade approaching From the Westward is encroaching , Pressing onward unforbidden Round the shores of Old Japan . And while temple gongs are booming , By Pagodas dimly looming And by many an ancient Tori And by paper lanterns wan , Progress comes with fingers stealing Without mercy , without feeling , Waiting but to grip your story , Then he'll close it, Old Japan . * THE WINDMILL . " C…
… lips we dread, And the dear nimbus of a lover’s head, The dreamy splendour and the dim-delight That feels the fragrance fallen from the night, When soul to soul is locked, and eyes are wed, And lips not touched kiss secretly by sight. These things we fear, and move as in a mist One from the other, and we had not kissed. Only the perfume of her lips and hair Love’s angel wafted slowly to me there, And as I went like death away I wist Its savour faded, nor my soul aware. I turned and went away, away, away, Out of the night that was to me the day…
… for a few minutes. He was gone before I rejoined my cousin. It would, of course, have been madness to attempt to cross the glacier that night, the snow being very deep and soft, so we managed as best we could to keep warm. I did not sleep very much --- it was my first night out. In the morning we ran across the frozen snow to the little pass which leads down to the valley. We had hardly crossed it when we met a rescue party sent up by the dear old hotel keeper, Anzevui, who had a curious personal affection for me as the bad boy of the valley w…
…s off with set teeth. MOLLY goes the other way: to her enter a theatre- £oer. MOLLY. Won’t you come with me, ducky? THEATRE-GORR. Not to-night. See you some other night. MOLLY. Oh, do come, dearie ! THEATRE-GOER. No, I tell you—try Liverpool Street ! { Curfain,
178 MYSTERIES: MAN’S HOPE. kK * fades the last red glimmer of the sun, Ere day is night, when on the glittering bar The waves are foaming rubies, and afar Streaks of red water, gold on th’ horizon, On summer ripples rhythmically run, Ere dusk is weaned, there sails on silver car From the expectant East, the Evening Star, And all the threads of sorrow are unspun. So He who ordered this shall still work thus, And ere life’s lamp shall flicker into death, And Time lose all his empire over us, A gleam of Hope, of Knowledge, shall arise, A star to s…
XXVI I WILL not, and you will not. Stay! Do you recall that night of June When from the insufferable day Edged out the dead volcanic moon Solemn into the midnight? You Shone your inviolate violet eyes Into my eyes less sad, and drew Back from the slender witcheries Of word and song: and silence knew What splendour in the silence lies, The soul drawn back into itself. It was the deep environing Wood that then shielded us: the elf And fairy in an emerald ring, And hamadryad of the trees, And naiad of the sleepy lake, That watched us on the mossy …
…” GORTHE. IF e’er to Austrian or Swiss (My plural’s faulty) Thalen You go, these words you cannot miss, “QO, bitte, Herr, bezahlen !” By night the “gemsen ” you may hunt, (The fleas, in common parlan- Ce), and for your sport the bill confront- Eth, “Bitte, Herr, bezahlen! ” And if you call the waitress neat “ Mein liebchen—little darlin’ !” Her pretty mouth will murmur sweet, “O bitte, Herr, bezahlen !” And when your guide, divinely drunk, As helpless as a carline. Deserts the party in a funk, Yet “ Bitte, Herr, bezahlen !” 50
AMPHORA II NSHRINED in cloistral sanctity I sit and worship solemnly. Mary is everything to me. I hail Thee holy Mary. By day and night I sit alone Mute as a monument of stone, And meditate before the throne Of bright and blessed Mary. I see Her glory from afar Gleam like some cold and sacred star Among the solitudes that are The shrines of blessed Mary. Bid Thou these filmy eyes to see ! Turn Thou this heart to grace and gree ! Bring Thou my sense-dulled self to Thee, O bright and blessed Mary ! The song may cease, but through the air Ever sha…