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Page 35 of 1201901 · PDF PAGE 94
( 80) MORS JANUA AMORIS N the night my passion fancies That an incense vapour whirls, That a cloud of perfume trances With its dreamy vapour-curls All my soul, with whom there dances The one girl of mortal girls. The one girl whose wanton glances Soften into living pearls Comes, a fatal, fleeting vision, Turns my kisses to derision, Smiles upon my breast, and sighs, Flits, and laughs, and fades, and dies. By the potent starry speeches; By the spells of mystic kings; By the magic passion teaches; By the strange and sacred things By whose power t…
1901 · PDF PAGE 67
…es ! And there above I bathe in ether and self-shining light ; My soul is filled with the eternal love ; I am the brother of the Day and Night. I AM ! my spirit, and perhaps my mind ! But O my heart ! I left thy love behind ! W
1903 · PDF PAGE 74
THE NINETEENTH DAY “ The boy is foolish, and I fear not him.” Richard III. She dared not come into my room to-night. So ? I was acquiescent, sharp despair And nervous purpose mixing in me there The while I waited : then I glided light (Clad in the swart robe of an eremite) Across the passage and, all unaware My kisses underneath the veil of vair Woke her : she turned and sighed and held me tight. Her child slept gently on the farther side. But we took danger by the throat, despised All but the one sole splendour that we prized ; And she, whose …
1903 · PDF PAGE 75
…dreams, its strength and spoil, As runs the conquering counterfoil. Thou art not; thou the moon and sun, Thou the sole star in trackless night, The unguessed spaces one by one That mask their Sphinx, the horizon : Thou, these; and one above them, light, Light of the inmost heaven and hell :— Art changed and fallen and lost to sight, Who wast as waters of delight. K 73
1905 · PDF PAGE 40
…IPYGE WHERE was light when the body came Out of the womb of a perished prayer ? Where was life when the sultry air, Hot with the lust of night and shame, Brooded on dust, when thy shoulders bare Shone on the sea with a sudden flame Into all Time to abundant fame ? Daughter of Lust by the foam of the sea ! Mother of flame ! Sister of shame ! Tiger that Sin nor her son cannot tame ! Worship to thee ! Glory to thee ! Venus Callipyge, mother of me. Fruitless foam of a sterile sea, Wanton waves of a vain desire, Maddening billows flecked with fire, …
1928 · PDF PAGE 59
… of flowers and cooling foun- tains. In the blazing hearth of thy mane I breathe the scent of tobacco mixed with opium and sugar; in the night of thy mane I see glitter the infinity of tropical azure; upon the swan-soft banks of thy mane I intoxicate myself with the mingled odours of tar, of musk, and of the oil of coconut. Let me bite long, long, thy black and heavy tresses; when I nibble thine elastic and rebel- lious hair it seems to me that I am eating memories.
1996 · PDF PAGE 123
… to admire, in our work, we are doing it wrong. 36. There are rituals of the elements and feasts of the times. 37. A feast for the first night of the Prophet and his Bride! 38. A feast for the three days of the writing of the Book of the Law. 39. A feast for Tahuti and the child of the Prophet—secret, O Prophet! 40. A feast for the Supreme Ritual, and a feast for the Equinox of the Gods. 41. A feast for fire and a feast for water; a feast for life and a greater feast for death! Commentary: The feasts of fire and water indicate rejoicings to be …
1929 · PDF PAGE 84
…s to me in sleep so frequently that I wonder whether its number is less than one weekly, on the average. Sometimes it perpetuates itself night after night, recognizable as itself despite immense variety of setting, and haunting my waking hours with something approaching conviction that it represents some actuality. This story is briefly as follows. One night after being attacked in the streets of Soho, or the district between that section of Oxford street and the Euston Road, he determined, in case of a renewed assault, to walk home by a rounda…
1906 · PDF PAGE 72
…ble delight, Let slave and king, let death and dance Shake off their forms, and clothe their light In shrouds of sepulchre, the starless night ! Let song and cry leave tune and tone, Perish uncried and die unsung! Nature, the monotonic moan Roared by the river, thunder alone:— The Hoang-Ho, its note, the monstrous Kung! 64
1913 · PDF PAGE 247
A BALLAD OF BEDLAM A Basilisk-snake that plays upon the sward Writhing in slow obedience to its lord. “What if the Day be long, the Night be cheerless? Is not an universe within my brain? Is not the high will strong, the strong will fearless? All I have built, shall I not build again? Some other Universe where All is One. Where onze is ALL I am, and I am—None! “Words! ‘ Tis ever words, and I am stranded With words, and tangled skeins of Things to Be. Each word denies a word, and all are branded Within my brain, and I must strive to see The subt…
1913 · PDF PAGE 247
A BALLAD OF BEDLAM A Basilisk-snake that plays upon the sward Writhing in slow obedience to its lord. “What if the Day be long, the Night be cheerless? Is not an universe within my brain? Is not the high will strong, the strong will fearless? All I have built, shall I not build again? Some other Universe where All is One. Where onze is ALL I am, and I am—None! “Words! ‘ Tis ever words, and I am stranded With words, and tangled skeins of Things to Be. Each word denies a word, and all are branded Within my brain, and I must strive to see The subt…
1905 · PDF PAGE 184
… lea, The light of my spirit with me, Sharp limbs in close agony curled. The noise of the music of sleep, The breath of the wings of the night, The song of the magical deep, The sighs of the spirits that weep, Make murmur to tune our delight. Slow feet are our measures that move 3 Swift songs are more soft than the breeze ; Our mouths are made mute for our love ; Our eyes are made soft as the dove ; We mingle and move as the seas, The light of the passionate dawn That kissed us, and would not awaken, Grew golden and bold on the lawn ; The rays …
1898 · PDF PAGE 116
…hough death be the stain on our roses, The roses of heaven are white ; Though day on the world of us closes, The stars only dream of the night As of music that roars and reposes and dies in delight. 106
1898 · PDF PAGE 93
…God’s essence fills them, and the blood throughout their web grows icy cold ? To thy red centre are my eyes held fast and fervent, as at night Some sad miasma lends a light of strange and silent blasphemies
1902 · PDF PAGE 137
A desolate and melancholy wood. Night/all. Heinrich. WE LL, I am lost ! The whistle brings no hound, The horn no hunter ! North and South are mixed In this low twilight and the hanging boughs. I have slept worse than this. Poor Tannhauser ! I met him walking, as in dream, across The courtyard, while behind him skulked that crew That lurked, and itched to kill him, him unarmed, Not daring ! But he reached his hand to me ! " Good luck, old friend ! " and, smiling, he was gone. Gone to the Pope —Great soul to mountebank ! It was her wish, they whi…
1903 · PDF PAGE 89
…able thing : I might atone No whit in this way : then that stubborn stone My heart grew tears : we were good friends again. Therefore at night I added nothing new : Only a little while I lay with her And with mere kisses sucked her soul away, And made my banquet of immortal dew, Demanding nothing but to minister To her desire until the dawn grew grey. 69
1906 · PDF PAGE 60
…on shudder and sink In a furnace of tremulous blue; We stood on the mystical brink Of the day as it sprang to us through The veil of the night, And the babe of the light Was begotten in the caves of the dew. My lover and I were awake When the noise of the dawn in our ears Burst out like a storm or a snake Or the rush of the Badawi spears. Dawn of desire! But thy kiss was as fire To thy lovers and princes and peers. 52
1906 · PDF PAGE 74
…re naught at all, in this! But brown Habiba’s fawn-wide gaze And white Zuleikha’s drowsy glance Woo me to waking unto day’s Delight from night’s unmeasured trance :— To drink, to dally, to desire, to dance. Ah! beautiful and firm your hips, Habib! ah! coolthsome your caress, Zuleikha! soft your honey lips— The tongue of pleasure subtly sips The wine that age distils, and calls distress. 66
1910 · PDF PAGE 97
…nd fantastical curls ; My lips like a sunset for languor, My skin like a moonrise of pearls. Ah ! but like stars in the deep Deep of the night, and asleep, Are the eyes that await thee, and weep.
1910 · PDF PAGE 190
THE GREY NIGHT. I37 PUBLIUS It sweeps out valour, duty, will. Sordid luxury shall tame The grand old Roman fame. Let us go ! The filthy spate Washes out all good within me. Fear and softness, hurry and hate Seem to stab me, storm me, win me. Virtue reels inebriate : Rome is flung upon her fate. (He wheels with the rest, as they march down the hill. Above, a faintly luminous Shadow, appears Alexander the king, or as it were an image of his image.) ALEXANDER The flood sweeps on From horizon to horizon. Beauty, strength, virtue, all are gone. (the…