FOLLOW A WORD THROUGH THE COLLECTION
Search the corpus.
Phrase search ignores case and repeated whitespace. All-words search finds whole words anywhere on the same page. OCR errors can affect results.
2,451 matching pages
Page 34 of 1231919 · PDF PAGE 306
… was dead. In that country where a thousand plagues hunt down mankind, it was most urgent that a medical man should certify the cause of death. How lucky that we had with us a distinguished Bengali doctor of medicine! There was only one slight hitch in the programme. The moment that I told him that the Consul was dead, he turned his donkey and bolted for safety. Holy Kali, it might be an infectious disease! There was no point in chasing the creature at the moment. The matter could wait our return. We brought the Consul to his house and Forrest …
1898 · PDF PAGE 106
…im Jerusalem was seen A city cold and grey ! The flowers of fire that grow beneath, And blossom on the Tree Are fed from his despair and death Who sings of land and sea, And all those mountains where thy breath, Jehovah, still must be. 96
1899 · PDF PAGE 14
…GARRET Hoste. BRIDGE LOVE . . . SONNET TO CLyTiE . A VALENTINE, ’98 PENELOPE ; : LOVE ON THE ISLAND . A SONNET OF BLASPHEMY. THe Rape or DEATH . IN THE WooDS WITH SHELLEY . A VISION UPON USHBA. ELEGY, August 27¢h, r898 EPILOGUE .. PAGE , 167 168 172 176 178 179 180 183 186 187 190 193 194 199 200 203 204 211 215 220 222
1899 · PDF PAGE 51
…m back. The land, Where rest is made eternal, slipped his clutch ; He wandered through the world and might not touch The sceptre of King Death. In vain he sought Those fierce embraces, nor availed him aught To numb the aching of his breast. The maid He loved, now freed from doom, no longer prayed
1904 · PDF PAGE 44
…ye wise) the great voice came, “The Gates of Hell shall not in all prevail.” CASTOR. I heard, ‘‘ Regret not thy mortality! Love conquers death!” POLLUX. But I, “Regret not thou Thine immortality! Love conquers life!” ORPHEUS. A partial wisdom to a partial ear. JASON. But what speech came to thee? ORPHEUS. T heard no voice. ARGUS, What means this? Here’s my labour thrown away, My skill made jest of, all my wage destroyed At one fell stroke. JASON, What? Is the Argo burnt? ARGUS. Burnt! Should I then complain? The ship is finished. JASON. The God…
1913 · PDF PAGE 37
… the negative side of Truth; the positive side is beyond even silence. Nevertheless, One True God crieth 2rzliu! And the laughter of the Death-rattle is akin.
1913 · PDF PAGE 80
… THE WOUND OF AMFORTAS” Vir-tus has become ‘‘ virtue.” The qualities which have made a man, a race, a city, a caste, must be thrown off; death is the penalty of failure. As it is written: In the hour of success sacrifice that which is dearest to thee unto the Infernal Gods! The Englishman lives upon the excrement of his forefathers. All moral codes are worthless in themselves: yet in every zew code there is hope. Pro- vided always that the code is not changed because it is too hard, but because it is fulfilled. The dead dog floats with the stre…
1930 · PDF PAGE 89
…ift up thine hands! Centre thee in thine heart one scarlet thought Limpid with brilliance of the Light above! Draw into naught Ail life, death, hatred, love: Ail self concentred in the sole desire — Hear thou the Voice of Fire!” ~ 293 —
1905 · PDF PAGE 199
…ess as the clay, Somewhere I knew not. Many a dismal league Of various terror wove me its intrigue, And many a demon daunted: day by day Death dogged despair, and misery fatigue. Behold ! T came with haggard mien again Into the halJ, and mingled with the train, A corpse amid the dancers. Then the king Saw me, and knew me—and he knew the ring! He did not ask me how I sped: disdain Curled his old lips: he said one bitter thing. ‘Vou crossed the bridge—no man’s heart trod you there?” Then crossed his breast in uttering some prayer: “T pray you fol…
1905 · PDF PAGE 153
…OOD St Patrick, turn again Thy mild eyes to the Western main ! Shalt thou be silent ? thou forget ? Are there no snakes in Ireland yet ? Death to the Saxon ! Slay nor spare ! O God of Justice, hear us swear ! The iron Saxon’s bloody hand Metes out his murder on the land. The light of Erin is forlorn. The country fades : the people mourn. Of land bereft, of right beguiled, Starved, tortured, murdered, or exiled ; Of freedom robbed, of faith cajoled, In secret councils bought and sold ! Their weapons are the cell, the law, The gallows, and the sc…
1906 · PDF PAGE 18
The nameless fear for self, far hurled By death to dissolution vile, Fades as the royal truth is known: Though change and sorrow range and roll, There is no self—there is no soul! XII. As man, a primate risen high Above his fellows, work thou well! As man, an incident minute And dim in time’s eternity, Work well! As man, no toy for hell And heaven to wrangle for, be mute! Let empty speculation stir The idle fool, the craven cur! XIII. Myself being idle for an hour I dare one thing to speculate: Namely, that life hath cusps yet higher On this ou…
1912 · PDF PAGE 95
…ot—at last |!—achieved and ended? Why taste I not the Bounteous Breath, Receive the Goodly Gift of Grace? Now, kind king-eagle (by God’s death !), Restore me to mine ancient place! I am advantaged nothing then!” Then swooped he from the Byss of Space, And set the knight amid the fen. “God!” quoth Sir Palamede, “that I Who have won nine should fail at ten! I set my all upon the die: There is no further trick to try. Call thrice accurséd above men Sir Palamede the Saracen!”
1929 · PDF PAGE 43
…the excrement of the demon, and as that ex- crement he was flung filthily further into the abyss of blackness and of night whose name is death. I rose with ashen cheeks. I stammered: He is dead. The male nurse bent over the body. Yes! he echoed, he is dead. And it seemed as if the whole Uni- verse gathered itself into one ghastly laugh of hate and horror, Dead! V I resumed my seat. I felt that I must know that all was well, that death had ended all. Woe to humanity! The consciousness of Arthur was more alive than ever. It was the black …
1906 · PDF PAGE 134
128 AHAB And like a serpent’s mouth is cold, And like a serpent’s mouth is keen, And like a serpent’s mouth is death. Lithe arms, wan with love’s mysteries, Creep round and close me in, as Thule Wraps Arctic oceans ultimate ; Some deathly swoon or sacrifice, This love—a red hypnotic jewel Worn in the forehead of a Fate ! And like a devil-fish is ice, And like a devil-fish is cruel, And like a devil-fish is hate. Beneath those kisses songs of sadness Sob, in the pulses of desire, Seeking some secret in the deep ; Low melodies of stolen gladness,…
1901 · PDF PAGE 118
…ginity. The pain was sudden—and the joy was long. Persists that triumphs, keenly, utterly! Write, then, in thy mysterious book of song: ‘Death chisels marble where life moulded clay.’”
1903 · PDF PAGE 37
… fate, The inmost from the merely mental? Our star, the sun, gives life and light: Let that decay, the aeons drown Sense in stagnation ; death and night Smite the fallen fragments of the crown Of spring: but serves the garter so? What wandering meteor is this Across the archipelago Luminous of our starry bliss ? Let that be lost : the smile disputes The forehead’s temple with the frown, When gravitation’s arrow shoots, And stockings happen to slip down. You are my heart: the central fire Whereby my being burns and moves, The mainspring of my li…
1905 · PDF PAGE 4
CONTENTS PAGE THE DEATH OF THE DRUNKARD I THE BALLOON 2 SPOLIA OPIMA 5 LINES ON BEING INVITED TO MEET THE PREMIER IN WALES, SEPTEMBER ’92 6 A PEEP BEHIND THE SCENES 8 TO MRS O . . . . . . N C . . . T 9 ELVINA I I A WELCOME TO JABEZ I3 THE LITTLE HALF-SOVEREIGN I5 ADAPTATION OF “ ONWARD CHRISTIAN SOLDIERS ” TO THE NEEDS OF BRETHREN I8 ODE TO SAPPHO 2 I IN A LESBIAN MEADOW 23 “ ’ TIS PITY ” 26 MY WIFE DIES 28 ALL NIGHT 3 I ODE TO VENUS CALLIPYGE 35 THE BLOOD-LOTUS 40 TRANSLATIONS FROM BAUDELAIRE 49 INVOCATION 6 I A LITANY 69 CALL OF THE SYLPHS 72…
1910 · PDF PAGE 65
…eaven amazed ? With my beak I strike but once ; Out there leap a million suns. Through the universe that blazed Screams their light, and death is dazed. In my womb the babe may leap ; Seek him not within mine eye ! Nor demand thou of me why I should plunge from crystal steep Like a plummet to the deep !
1912 · PDF PAGE 87
…these among A cabbage-headed god they own, With wandering eye and jabbering tongue. He, rotting in that grimy sewer And charnel-house of death and dung, Shrieks : “ How the air is sweet and pure! Give me the entrails of a frog And I will teach thee! Lo! the lure F 81
1905 · PDF PAGE 6
… PAGE MYSTERIES— Continued THE FATAL FORCE... 141 DREAMS . . . . . 103 THE TRIUMPH OF MAN. 1051 THE MOTHER’S TRAGEDY... 154 THE DREAMING DEATH . . 108 A SONNET IN SPRING. + 10?| F155 TEMPLE OF THE HOLY 4 4 DE PROFUNDIS . . . . 109 GHOST ~ Two SONNETS— _ I. ‘*My soul is aching,” &c. . 113 I. THE Court OF THE PROFANE— II. ‘The constant ripple,” &c. . 113 PROLOGUF.-—OBSESSION. . 166 A VALENTINE. . . . 113 FAME. . - oe . . 167 ODE TO PoEsy . . . . 114 THE MOTHER AT THE SABBATH 167 Two SONNETS— TitE BRIDEGROOM . . . 168 I. ‘‘ Self-damned, the leprou…