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Page 33 of 1121941 · PDF PAGE 6
…he dawn of terrestrial birth, Man mastered the mammoth and horse; and Man was the Lord of the Earth. He made him an hollow skin from the heart of an holy tree; He compassed the earth therein, and Man was the Lord of the Sea. He controlled the vigour of steam, he harnessed the lightning for hire: He drove the celestial team; and Man was the Lord of the Fire. Deep-mouthed from their thrones deep-seated, the choirs of the aeons declare The last of the demons defeated, for Man is the Lord of the Air. Arise, O man, in thy strength! the kingdom is th…
1904 · PDF PAGE 77
… the rhy thm of a mantra; and the silk slipped through his hands, but as if one told his beads. Where- fore the work was marred, and the hearts of the parents were woe because of him . But it is written that m isfortune knoweth not the hour to cease, and that the seed of sorrow is as the s eed of the Bany an Tree. It groweth and is of stature as a mountain, and, ay me! it shooteth down fresh roots into the aching earth. F or the boy grew and becam e a m an; and his ey es kindled with the lust of life and love; and the de- sire stirred him to se…
1898 · PDF PAGE 51
… LA JOLIE MARION 45 BALLADE DE LA JOLIE MARION It is a sweet thing to be loved, Although my sighs in absence wake, Although my saddening heart is moved, I smile and bear for love’s dear sake. My songs their wonted music make, Joyous and careless, songs of youth, Because the sacred lips of both Are met to kiss the last good-bye, Because sweet glances weep for ruth That we must part, and love must die. Remembrance of love’s long delights Is to remember sighs and tears, Yet I will think upon the nights I whispered into passionate ears The fond des…
1901 · PDF PAGE 59
…word. Like to a star, deep beauty’s avatar Pales in the dusky skies so far above : Seven rays of gladness crown its passionate star, One heart of love. The fringing trees, marge of deep-throated seas, Move as I walk : like spectres whispering The spaces of them : let me leave the trees— It is not spring ! Spring—no ! but dying autumn fast and flying, Sere leaves and frozen robins in my breast ! There is the winter—were I sure in dying To find some rest ! 1 This poem is partially composed on Mr. Poe’s scheme of verse–vide “ The Philosophy of Com…
1903 · PDF PAGE 34
…ten steel Runs from deep furrows in the wheel ; So from afar one central heat Sends the loud pulse to fever beat ; So from one crown and heart of fire Spring the vast phantoms of desire, Impossible and epicene, Familiar souls of Messaline. And as, when thunder broods afar Imperial destinies of war, Men see the haze and heat, and feel The sun’s rays like a shaft of steel, Seeing no sun ; even so the night Clouds that deep miracle from sight : Until this destiny be done Hangs the corona on the sun ; And I absorbed in those unclean Ghost-haunted v…
1910 · PDF PAGE 460
…fric they that chase the ostrich Clothe them with feathers, subtly foil Its vigilance, come close, then dart Its death upon it. Brave my heart! Do thus!” And so the knight disguises Himself, on hands and knees doth start His hunt, goes questing up and down. So in the fields the peasant clown Flies, shrieking, from that dreadful figure. But when he came to any town They caged him for a lunatic. Quod he: ‘‘ Would God I had the trick! The beast escaped from my devices ; I will the same. The bars are thick, But I am strong.” He wrenched in vain; Th…
1910 · PDF PAGE 460
…fric they that chase the ostrich Clothe them with feathers, subtly foil Its vigilance, come close, then dart Its death upon it. Brave my heart! Do thus!” And so the knight disguises Himself, on hands and knees doth start His hunt, goes questing up and down. So in the fields the peasant clown Flies, shrieking, from that dreadful figure. But when he came to any town They caged him for a lunatic. Quod he: ‘‘ Would God I had the trick! The beast escaped from my devices ; I will the same. The bars are thick, But I am strong.” He wrenched in vain; Th…
1910 · PDF PAGE 225
…orld is meat-of-murderess For thee, foul woman, cruel from idleness. To whet thy teeth at this ferocious play Thy rat-trap needs a mans heart every day. Thine eyes, lit up like shops or booths that flare When all the world keeps holiday, still glare, Using a borrowed power with insolence, Ignoring beautys law that lent them sense. Blind wheel and deaf, of Hell in travail curled ! Brave tool that drinks the blood of all the world ! Hast thou no shame ? and hast thou no alarm Whose mirror shows thee thy decaying charm ? Hath not the vastness of…
1941 · PDF PAGE 2
…he dawn of terrestrial birth, Man mastered the mammoth and horse; and Man was the Lord of the Earth. He made him an hollow skin from the heart of an holy tree; He compassed the earth therein, and Man was the Lord of the Sea. He controlled the vigour of steam, he harnessed the lightning for hire: He drove the celestial team; and Man was the Lord of the Fire. Deep-mouthed from their thrones deep-seated, the choirs of the aeons declare The last of the demons defeated, for Man is the Lord of the Air. Arise, O man, in thy strength! the kingdom is th…
1907 · PDF PAGE 163
…in my moving moven, Are as my tears: all worlds that ever swam As dew of kisses on my lips: I am. But thou, chief lover, in whose golden heart The melody and music lifts its pean, Whose lyre fulfilled of me, fathered of Art And that Sun’s song beyond the Empyréan, Who art myself, not any more apart, Having called my children by the call Pandean, Mellowed with Delphian gold, the Ephesian quiver, To float down Time for ever and for ever ;— [am thy lyre and thou mine harper: thou My music, I thy spirit: thou the lover And I the bride: the glory of…
1898 · PDF PAGE 22
… terrible. His delirium does not amuse ; it appals ! A man who could conceive as he did must himself have had some glorious chord in his heart vibrating to the eternal principle of Bound- less Love. That this love was wrecked is for me, in some sort a relative of his, a real and bitter sorrow. He might have been so great ! He missed Heaven ! Think kindly of him !
1899 · PDF PAGE 111
… light his lampless.eyes At the flower-folded skies Where stars are hidden in the blue, £0 fill His beak with star-dropt dew, His little heart anew With love and song to swell it to his will ; Holy as heaven, the place Before the golden face Of God is very silent at the dawn. The even keel is keen To flash the waves between, But no soft moving current is withdrawn : We float upon the blue Like sunlight specks in dew, And like the moonlight on the lake we lie: The northern gates are past,
1905 · PDF PAGE 148
…ghts ; let the wise man guard his thoughts ; well guarded thoughts bring happiness. Moving alone, far-travelling, bodiless, hidden i’th’ heart, who trains His thought and binds it by his will shall be released from Mara’s chains.
1913 · PDF PAGE 132
… sunken face expand , I watched the life creep back from death , I made him lord of earth and men And ruler over sea and air , Within my heart I loosed again The faint and frozen springs of prayer . II . Now as God waxed so I did wane , For through the dim millennial years Back to the utter source of pain He bore me surfeited with tears . Swift from the present , back through time , Swifter than spears the keen sun throws , He bore and set me in the slime Where our first father - man arose . A hairy beast , with furtive eye , And hunger for a s…
1898 · PDF PAGE 74
…easure in his quick embraces prove ; I faint for love, come aid me sparkling wine, That my unquenchable desire may urge In Lucius’ fiery heart responsive love. O fervent and sweet to my bosom Past woman, I’ll clasp thee and cling Till the buds of desire break to blossom And my kisses surprise thee and sting ;
1899 · PDF PAGE 97
THE FIVE KISSES. I. _ AFTER CONFESSION. AY startles the fawn from the avenues deep that look to the east in the heart of the wood : Light touches the trees of the hill with its lips, and _ God is above them and sees they are good : Night flings from her forehead the purple-black hood. The thicket is sweet with the breath of the breeze made soft by the kisses of slumbering maids ; The nymph and the satyr, the fair and the faulty alike are the guests of these amorous shades ; ‘The hour of Love flickers and falters and fades. Oh, listen, my love, …
1905 · PDF PAGE 92
… I curse thee or chide — Shalt thou tremble not, Thou ? Not move thee and hide From the light of my brow? Shall my arrows divide Not the heart of thee now? Art thou cased in strong iron to mock the spells that all others avow ? Art thou muffled or hidden In adamant brass? Is my music forbidden In Orcus to pass? Have I cursed thee and chidden? My flesh being grass, I curse not as yet, but command thee; the names that avail I amass. , No sound? no whisper? No answer to me? From dawn-star to Hesper I call upon thee! | 93
1910 · PDF PAGE 77
…re two red stars of our own blood. We left our laugh, a smouldering coal Upon his naked middle : We ravelled out his love ; we stole His heart-strings for our fiddle : Strange tortured music from his soul We wrung, a writhing riddle ! Yea : our mouths took a subtle curve As we devoured him nerve by nerve. We danced, obscenely delicate, The dance of cup and thyrsus ;
1954 · PDF PAGE 434
…u can get these still alive to their function, it is best of all. That is why it is not so highly recommended to tear out and devour the heart and liver of your next-door neighbour ; you have gone far to destroy just that which is of most importance to you to keep alive. Doubtless you will reply with some apparent justice , indeed most plausible is such ratiocination, that by taking into your own body , and so preserving the life of, his heart and liver, the whole of his "vital energies" will desert the sinking ship of the physical tissue, and …
1906 · PDF PAGE 26
…ate! Swift tongue of fire, Kindled from that immeasurable light The boundless, the immutable. Come forth, My God, my lover, spirit of my heart, Heart of my soul, white virgin of the Dawn, My Queen of all perfection, come thou forth From thine abode beyond the Silences To me the prisoner, me the mortal man, Shrined in this clay : come forth, I say, to me, Initiate my quickened soul; draw near, And let the glory of thy Godhead shine Through all the luminous aethers of the air Even to earth, thy footstool ; unto me Who by these sacred invocations …