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…given One tithe of those fierce fires that in me dwell ! Now, after these long nights that I have striven, Farewell ! My spirit burns to know, but may not tell, Whether thy leaves, by autumn breezes driven, Fly far away beyond the immutable ; Whether thy soul shall find its home in heaven, Or dart far-flaming through the vaults of hell— To him that loveth much is much forgiven. Farewell !
…ng than death: For all the roots of sin and sadness Were plucked. As a flower perisheth, So all sin died. And in that place All they did know the Beauteous Breath And taste the Goodly Gift of Grace. Then fell the night. Above the baying Of the great Beast, that was the bass To all the harps of Heaven a-playing, There came a solemn voice (not one But was upon his knees in praying And glorifying God). The Son Of God Himself—men thought—spoke then. “ Arise! brave soldier, thou hast won The quest not given to mortal men. Arise! Sir Palamede Adept, …
… saw thee crawl upon the earth, Howl at Her presence Whom thou wouldest ape, Thy tale reversed. I read that thunder now ! This, though I know thee. Aphrodite, no ! Nor Anael, nor Eva ! Rather thou Lilith, the woman-serpent, she who sucks The breath of little children in their sleep, Strangles young maidens, and presides upon Sterile debauchery and unnatural loves. Venus. Lilith ! Ah lover ! Thou hast known my name ! Tannhauser. So ; yet I love thee ! Rended is the veil ! Calling thee Ugliness, I guessed aright. Who saw, and see, all Beauty in t…
…hat England rules with iron feet— The England we may not forget Where Love has chosen our retreat. The beeches wave, the poplar dips ; I know the breeze is here at last ; I see the dainty-masted ships Leap like young fawns beneath the blast : The water beats the shingle fast As if its heart with passion beat, And the sweet hour of sleep is past Where Love has chosen our retreat. The moon is up; the star-sky dawns ; My lover turns a ruby lip: There gather nymphs, and eager fauns To watch us play ; the shadows slip, And sylph and fountain-fairy d…
…, Stare, gape, and splutter when they see thy colour, Reds killing roses, greens blaspheming grass. O thou art simply perfect, don’t you know ? Than thee all masters of old time are duller, O artiste of the Quartier Montparnasse ! [This parody on the style of my own poems on the Art of Rodin was written to furnish the subject of it with a critical eulogium for domestic use. May she forgive one who has not less a sincere admiration for her work be-cause he is capable of a jest at its expense !—A. C.] 162
Manifold, mighty, monstrous, no light giving Unto the soul that is not also light ;— We rise in ghastly power ; we know the token, The speech of silence and the song unspoken. ORPHEUS Come forth to the sound, Ye lustres of years That hide in profound Abysses of fears, Hidden and bound! The voice of tears Implores and impels ye, O lustres, with a tune that is strong as a seer’s. THE LUSTRES Fivefold the shape sublime that lifts its head Uniform, self-repeating, comparable At last to a man’s life: twice seven times dead Ere the light flickers in …
…ic bosom where some serpent sleeps, Sweet mockery of a thousand saintlier creeds ! Even I, that breathe your perfume, taste your breath, Know, even this hour, ye are not life, but death ! No death ye bring more godlike than desire, When seas roar tempest-lashed, and foam is flung Raging on pitiless crags, and gloomy fire Lurks in the master-cloud ; corpses are swung Helpless and horrible in trough and crest— That death were music, and the lord of rest. No death ye bring as when the storm is rolled, An imminent giant on the sun-ripped snows, L
…id not laugh,” said Roderic gravely. “Well,” said the old man, rising, “I fear I have wearied you... I thank you for your patience .. . IknowIl ama mad old fellow. But, if you should happen—you know. Please communicate. Here is my card. I must go now. I am expected elsewhere. I am expected.” Martiat Nay. 130
…id not laugh,” said Roderic gravely. “Well,” said the old man, rising, “I fear I have wearied you... I thank you for your patience .. . IknowIl ama mad old fellow. But, if you should happen—you know. Please communicate. Here is my card. I must go now. I am expected elsewhere. I am expected.” Martiat Nay. 130
…d strength, hath wasted youth— He was the Beast; the Beast was he! He rises from the cave of death, Runs to the sea with shining face To know at last the Bounteous Breath, To taste the Goodly Gift of Grace. Ah! Palamede, thou hast mistook! Thou art the butt of all confusion! Not to be written in my book Is this most drastic disillusion! So weak and ill was he, I doubt If he might hear the royal feast Of laughter that came rolling out Afar from that elusive Beast. G 97
…d strength, hath wasted youth— He was the Beast; the Beast was he! He rises from the cave of death, Runs to the sea with shining face To know at last the Bounteous Breath, To taste the Goodly Gift of Grace. Ah! Palamede, thou hast mistook! Thou art the butt of all confusion! Not to be written in my book Is this most drastic disillusion! So weak and ill was he, I doubt If he might hear the royal feast Of laughter that came rolling out Afar from that elusive Beast. G 97
…oung friend. We've been expecting you all night: the lady is ready, though I believe a little tearful : a bride has so much to fear, you know —et corde et gentbus tremtt—eh, my Gaetulian lion? DENYS. [Nazses his hand authoritatively to check speech. Sir! this misunderstanding, for such I am convinced it is, must go no further. I am a stranger here— ALAIN. Well, well, you'll get to know the old place in time. Blanche
… the vanity of some of the sham scientific people, like Lombroso; they think they'll make a reputation like Newton out of it. They don't know enough science to criticize the business on sensible lines. Oh, really, I prefer your fat friend with the large building and the letter about a journey!" [35] "You mean that the whole thing is absolute fraud?" "Can't say. Hard to prove a negative, or to affirm a universal proposition. But the onus of proof is on the spiritualists, and there are only two cases worth considering, Mrs. Piper, who never did a…
…HE TALE OF ARCHAIS Of being cast beneath the hoof of Time) And answered her : O mightiest, O sublime White deity of heaven, a swamp is know To me, so vile, so more than venomous grown With filthy weeds ; yea, all lewd creatures swarm Its airless desolation through ; and warm Sick vapours of disease do putrefy Its feverish exhalations ; yet do I With some fond band of loyal worshippers Often draw thither ; and black ministers Of mine therein do office ; I have seen This being cursed of Zeus, a snake unclean With its unholy neighbourhood ; at m…
…re ! 1 called thee by the name of love That mothers fear and gods approve, And maidens blush to say — O Gretchen, meet me in the dell We know and love, who love so well, While morn is cold and gray ! So, match thy blushes to the dawn ; Thy bosom to the rising moon, Until our loves to earth have drawn Some new bewitching tune. Come, Gretchen, in the dusk of day. Where nymphs and dryads creep away Beneath the oaks, to laugh and play 78
…iviner sun, An exaltation Of life to life, of light to light untold. I? I remain, and see Across eternity My lover’s face, and gaze, and know the worth Of love’s life to the glowing earth, The kiss that wakes all life unto a better birth. So the swoon broke. I saw the face (Shining with Love's reverberate grace) 151
…like a shaken sheaf of snow With a brief gust of wind Over the cliffs of his ensanguine throne ; Seating ourselves thereon, as men shall know, 15 G
…ce was the Tarot, those mysterious cards with their twenty-two hieroglyphic trumps; and as a rule he was able to discover all kinds of unknown matters by their use. But on this attempt he was baffled by the monotony of his answer. However he used the cards, they always reverted to a single symbol, the trump numbered XVI, which is called "The Blasted Tower," and has some reference to the legend of Babel. "I know," he muttered, himself irritated by the persistence of the card, "I know it's Mars" — which is the planet signified by that particular …
…e Mock me with silence. What is Life ? The stars Are silent. O ye matchless ministers That daily pass in your appointed ways To reach—we know not what ! How meaningless Your bright assemblage and your steady task Of doubtful motion. And the soul of man Grapples in death-pangs with your mystery, And fails to wrestle down the hard embrace That grips the thighs of thought. And so he dies To pass beyond ye—whither ? To find God ? All my life long I have gazed, and dreamed, and thought, Unless my thought itself were but a dream, A little, troubled d…
182 MYSTERIES: That fear is nothing; ’twere one strangling pain, Nor should I feel again. The Fear of Faithlessness! But well I know, Beyond the faith that mortals hold for truth, That we are wedded, in eternal youth, In the true marriage. While the rivers flow, And the sea mourns for Sappho, and the trees Croon over men their many melodies, And the sun burns above, and ice and snow With ermine robes and cloudy canopies Crown the rock pyramids, and God stands fast In heaven, our love shall last. It was the shadow of some cloudy Thing, That touc…