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…ler of his father’s tomb, The slayer of the vineyard king. God’s judgment, and his fate, I bring. The city gleams afar, I see Samarina’s white walls on high ;
… GERALD FESTUS KELLY CURLED eyelids that hide like a beetle Black eyes that grow green for an hour ; The weary wide limbs and the leetle White hands, like a boot in a bower ; When thou art gone down, as a jelly, What shall rest of us then, as we part, O mystic and dolorous Kelly, Apostle of Art! Seven sorrows are sung by the Herald :? But thy daubs, which are seventy times seven, Will kill me my militant Gerald, And then they will haunt me in heaven ; Fierce eyebrow or famishing bosom, Rossetti or Aubrey or Jones, Some buxom, some frail as the …
…LY. Dear love, I love you. SIR PERCY. Ah, love, love, how I love you. This is the world ! Love ! Love ! I love you so, my darling. Oh my white golden heart of glory ! MOLLY. I love you, love you so. SIR PERCY. Ah, God ! I love you ! I shall faint with love. I love you so. (Angela, Lady Baird, is discovered behind the trees. She suffers the torments of hell.) ANGELA, While the duet continues. Ah ! if there were a devil to buy souls, Of if I had not sold mine ! Quick bargain, God ! Hell catch the jade ! Blister her fat red cheeks ! Rot her snub n…
38 THE GARDEN OF JANUS Broke in that space and wrapped it in a robe Of glory ; of how One most white Withdrew that Whole, and hid it in the lobe Of his right Ear, So that the Universe one dewdrop did appear. XI Yea ! and the end revealed a word, a spell, An incantation, a device Whereby the Eye of the Most Terrible Wakes from Its wilderness of ice To flame, whereby the very core of hell Bursts from its rind, Sweeping the world away into the blank of mind. XII So then I saw my fault ; I plunged within The well, and brake the images That I had ma…
…llow fiits. JARED [aszde}. So, in his victory is our disgrace. CHORUS. Fair as the dawn is the maiden wise, Pale as the poppies by still white water, Sunlight burns in her pure deep eyes, Love lights the tresses of Jephthah’s daughter ; Kissing rays of the moon have caught her, Rays of the moon that sleeps and sighs. JARED [aszde]. In our disgrace, behold! Our vengeance strikes. I am inspired with so profound a hate— He shall not triumph : in the very hour When his o’ermastering forehead tops the sky I strike him to the earth. I need not move. …
…famy, my pain, Seal my subjection and her reign. My veins poured out her marriage cup, For holy water her cruel tongue ; For blessing of white hands raised up, These perfumed infamies unsung ; For God’s breath, her sharp tainted breath ; For marriage bed, the bed of death. The hounds that scavenge, fierce and lean, Snarl in the moonlight ; in the sky
… the blue eyes clearer than the sea Before they darkened, and the veil of death Shrouded their splendour: still there lingereth Some sad white lustre on the icy brows, Some breast-curve surely indicating breath, Some misty glamour of deep love within The eye’s cold gleam! some dimple on the chin Hinting of laughter: even now she seems A folded rosebud, where the ivory skin Closes the ripe warm centre flower, the mind, The spirit that was beautifully kind, The sense of beauty shadowed in deep dreams, Sent through the horn gates by some sleepy wi…
…t heart; and, impossible to explain as it is, the scar‐ let of the heart and the green of the snake are yet more vivid than the blinding white brilliance of the wheel. “The figures on the wheel are darker than the wheel itself; in fact, they are stains upon the purity of the wheel, and for that reason, and because of the whirling of the wheel, I cannot see them. But at the top seems to be the Lamb and Flag, such as one sees on some Christian medals, and one of the lower things is a wolf, and the other a raven. The Lamb and Flag sym‐ bol is much…
…y, And tore from underground The lake’s immense profound, And clad the mountains now with this faint snow embroidery. the curved Now the white flakes decrease. Wastwater lies in peace, Kissed by the breezes where the wind once bit ; Gable alone doth stand, A Pyramid more grand Than Pharaoh’s pride exalted, or the wit Of magian shepherds built Who sought his land and spilt Blood of ten million slaves to conquer it.! Clad in sparse robes of white The mountain beckons Night Her tracery of azure with the cold moon-rays to knit. 1 The reference isto…
…ours of the Earth, in their appropriate positions on the sides. The base only is wholly black ; whilst the summit will be of a brilliant whiteness although invisible to the material eye, “The symbols upon the altar represent the forces and manifestations of the Divine Light concentrated in the white triangle of the Three Supernals. Wherefore upon this sacred and sublime symbol is the obligation of the Neophyte taken as calling therein to witness the operations of the Divine Light. The red cross of Tiphereth representing 5°=6° is placed above th…
…ours of the Earth, in their appropriate positions on the sides. The base only is wholly black ; whilst the summit will be of a brilliant whiteness although invisible to the material eye, “The symbols upon the altar represent the forces and manifestations of the Divine Light concentrated in the white triangle of the Three Supernals. Wherefore upon this sacred and sublime symbol is the obligation of the Neophyte taken as calling therein to witness the operations of the Divine Light. The red cross of Tiphereth representing 5°=6° is placed above th…
…ere swim Tears of deep joy, deep anguish ; love’s first hymn Is choral in her ear’s young miracle. She knows the utmost now; what waters white She held from heaven’s crystal fountains ; flight Of what celestial birds struck down :—Ah me! What god or demigod hath struck remorse Into that close-crouched, cold, and desolate corse, Wailing her violate virginity? LA TENTATION DE SAINT- ANTOINE. In mystic dolour wrapt, the ascetic turns His vague untutored thought to love, and sees Himself exalted at the amber knees Of God the Father : his bowed fore…
…tuffed with pork sausages and olives; and some of the girls cut off chops and steaks from their own bodies, and gave them to a beautiful white cook at a silver grill, that was lighted with the gas of dead bodies and marshes; and be cooked them splendidly, and we all enjoyed it immensely. Then there was a tame goat with a gold collar, that went about laugh ing with every one; and he was all shaved in patches like a poodle. We kissed him and petted him, and it was lovely. You must remember that I never let go of my Fairy Prince for a single insta…
…ather her limbs about her for the chase Through starry space, And, while the lilies sway their heads, to bend _ Her bow, to send A swift white arrow at some recreant star. The sea is far Dropped in the hollows of the swooning land. Oh! hold my hand! Lift up thy deep eyes to my face, and let Our lips forget The dumb dead hours before they met ‘together! The snowbright weather . Calls us beyond the grassy downs, to be Beside the sea, The slowly-breathing ocean of the south. Oh, make thy mouth
… The shaken fortresses. Till nature reassert her empery, And the full tide of wakefulness at last Foam on the shore of sleep To beat the white cliffs of reality In vain, because their windy strength is past And only memories weep. Why is the Finite real? And that world So larger, and more beautiful, and fleet, So free, so exquisite,
…measurably wide, O star, O sister of my bed ! O living lover, at my side Clinging, the spring, the fountain-head Of musical slow waters, white With thousand-folded rays of light !
…traps for fervent feet ! The morrow beaconed, and I came By where the golden groves of wheat In summer glories fiercely flame ; To those white courts, by princes trod, Where Ahab sat, and mocked at God. Where Ahab sat, but lo ! I saw No king, no tyrant to be curst ; But she, who filled me with blind awe, She, for whose blood my thin veins thirst ;
123 BELLADONNA My hearts blood hot upon your lips is reason For the ensanguine banners of their bliss ; My white soul that your malice took by treason Is the cold ardour in your cheek, and this My bower that was jasmine in its season Is all your yellow snakes of hair, that hiss And fasten all their fangs upon methese I knew, forget ; they leave your saint at ease. I have forgotten all these things, erotic While it was dark, while flesh corroded flesh With cancerous kisses acrid and exotic Like orchids, while the star-queen flung her mesh Over…
… Chatter beneath a phantom mill ; Tennyson notes , with studious eye, How Cambridge waters hurry by . . . And in that garden , black and white , Creep whispers through the grass all night ; And spectral dance , before the dawn , A hundred Vicars down the lawn ; Curates , long dust , will come and go, On lissom , clerical , printless toe ; And oft betwixt the boughs is seen The sly shade of a Rural Dean . . . Till , at a shiver in the skies , Vanishing with Satanic cries , The prim ecclesiastic rout Leaves but a startled sleeper - out , Grey hea…
…ical, and Terrestrial Formule of the Passage of the Incomprehensible Nothingness of the Ain Soph to the Perfection of Creation * Ie, the White Skull. Vide Idra Zuta Qadisha, cap. ii. Distinguish from the skull of Microprosopus. t nx = the First and Last—Alpha and Omega—Aleph and Tau. 167