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Page 43 of 1961913 · PDF PAGE 191
…ssion, wild and fair I saw it. Yea! I had been stolen away, A changeling bodily; my soul was thrust To moulder with the dust : I was the love that dies, And I had slain the lover With song. Ah! Night! discover Her of the wanton eyes That fled before me So long, And scattered o'er me Alas! the star-dust that should blind mine eyes, And hide me from the skies. Is love so strong? So weak the lover? Yea, night shall yet discover My song, my veiléd song. 153
1905 · PDF PAGE 189
182 TILE TEMPLE OF THE HOLY GHOST LOVE’S WISDOM. THERE is a sense of passion after death. Passion for death, desire to kiss the scythe, All know, whose limbs in envious glory writhe, And lie exhausted, mingling happy breath. * Could [end so—thismoment !? Lingereth The lazy gaze halfanournful and half blithe. But there’s another, when the body dieth -- Hast thou no knowledge what the carcase saith ? I watched all night by my dead Jover’s bed. I saw the spirit; heard the motionless Lips part in uttering a supreme caress : **T care not or for life…
1907 · PDF PAGE 86
THE VIRGIN 79 who is not her legal husband , so much deeper the lesson , so much vaster the love ; defying all for its own sake : and here , as we shall see in the end , sacri fices itself , so as not to tarnish the names of innocent children , which the old harridan Society would other wise have besmirched with her foul saliva . In “ Mes saline we however have , as the poet says “ leprous entanglements of sense " ; here is a magnificent pas sage heated with passion and not a little lust : Breast to great breast and thigh to thigh , We look , a…
1907 · PDF PAGE 275
…o the sea that is as molten glass .” One more quotation we will give from the song of Parthenope in “ The Argonauts ." O mortal , sad is love ! But my dominion Extends beyond love's ultimate abode . Eternity itself is but a minion , Lighting my way on the untravelled road . Gods shelter ' neath one shadow of my pinion . Thou only tread the path none else hath trode ! Come , lover , in my breast all blooms above , Here is thy love !3 The true Buddhist scorns the selfishness of heaven , the idea of hell is utterly repugnant to him , to feel that …
1910 · PDF PAGE 113
…4, 35- + The whole of this ancient symbolism is indeed in its very simplicity of great beauty. The highest of physical emotions, namely, love between man and woman, is taken as its foundation. This love, if allowed its natural course, results in the creation of images of ourselves, our children, who are better equipped to fight their way than we on account of the experiences we have gained. But, if this love is turned into a supernatural channel, that is to say, if the joys and pleasures of this world are renounced for some higher ideal still, …
1910 · PDF PAGE 113
…4, 35- + The whole of this ancient symbolism is indeed in its very simplicity of great beauty. The highest of physical emotions, namely, love between man and woman, is taken as its foundation. This love, if allowed its natural course, results in the creation of images of ourselves, our children, who are better equipped to fight their way than we on account of the experiences we have gained. But, if this love is turned into a supernatural channel, that is to say, if the joys and pleasures of this world are renounced for some higher ideal still, …
1898 · PDF PAGE 53
…ound White and, for Venus’ temple, round, A garden of wild thyme whose eye My sword shall piece, and never wound : For we must part, and love must die. You say—but Oh ! my Marion’s kiss Shall linger on my palate still, No joy on earth is like to this That we have tasted to our fill Of all our sweet lascivious will. The cup is drained of lust’s delight, Yet wells with pleasure, and by night I’ll come once more and loving lie Between thine amorous limbs, despite That we must part and love must die. ENVOI Thus, sweet, I’ll sing when day doth break…
1901 · PDF PAGE 115
THE GROWTH OF GOD 10! A God of Mercy, Happiness, and Love; Reverses life and fact: and so believes. So man grew up and so religion grew. Now when the zons grow to millionfold, Hath earth one mystery, one glory new ? Are not these thoughts immeasurably old ? Only—day breaks as I am musing sadly; The phantoms scatter—is not earth divine ? I leap to saddle; gallop forward madly Into the morning strong and keen as wine. The gold air whistles and the glad horse thunders, Spurning the quiet woodland: now the light Stirs bird and beast—a thousand glow…
1904 · PDF PAGE 3
…0 As you like it, SHAKESPEARE. 8. Home thoughts, from abroad .....................111 Home thoughts from abroad, BROWNING. 9. One way of love..........................................112 One way of love, BROWNING. 10. Outside the Spanish Cloister, (Ode to A.W.P. Esq.)...............................113 Soliloquy of the Spanish Cloister, BROWNING.
1904 · PDF PAGE 52
38 WHY JESUS WEPT. SIR PERCY. You will. You have written more than this. ANGELA. If I must — SIR PERCY. You must. ANGELA. Ah love ! (She yields herself up to him. A long pause.) Learn my first lesson ; at these great moments of life, silence is the best. (Aside.) There is a more important one. Had that silly gowk but the wit to lead him — “ à fin — where were I now ? Not a drain on his stores, but a — Professor Spooner, in your next lecture warn the girls to go slow ; it is dangerous as well as cruel to leave a lover standing. SIR PERCY. Oh I h…
1905 · PDF PAGE 136
(Not caring if I lived or died) Erect against the sky: Then plunged into the wheeling tide, And vanished utterly. “O shape half seen of love, and lost Beneath time’s sightless tide, What obolus of the vital cost Remains, or may abide ? Or what perception memory steal, Once passed upon the whirling wheel ? “O hope half held. of love, and fled Beyond the ivory gate, A dream gone from the hapless head By fury of a fate! What image of the hope returns But stings with agony that which yearns? “© face half kissed in faith and fear, Eager and beautifu…
1935 · PDF PAGE 3
… No star in sight ! Thy gods proved puppets of the priest. “Truth ? All’s relation !” science sighed. In bondage with thy brother beast, Love tortured thee, as Love’s hope died And Lover’s faith rotted. Life no least Dim star descried. Thy cringing carrion cowered and crawled To find itself a chance-cast clod Whose Pain was purposeless; appalled That aimless accident thus trod Its agony, that void skies sprawled On the vain sod ! All souls eternally exist, Each individual, ultimate, Perfect — each makes itself a mist Of mind and flesh to celebr…
1996 · PDF PAGE 70
… when its efficiency reaches 50% of its theoretical horse power. But the enormous majority of mankind have no idea what ever of taking Love as a sacred and serious thing, of using the eye of the microscopist, or the heart and brain of the artist. Their ignorance and their shame have made Love a carcass of pesti lence; and Love has avenged the outrage by crushing their lives when they pull down the temple upon them. The chance of finding a suitable object of Love has been reduced well nigh to zero by substituting for the actual condi tions, …
1905 · PDF PAGE 100
… In shining clusters to the fairy throat, Whose clear trills float And dive and run about the crystal deep As sweet as sleep. Only, fas: loveof this full heart of mine, There lacks the wine Our kisses might pour out for them; they wait, And we are late; Only, my flower of all the world, the thrush (You hear him? Hush !) Lingers, and sings not to his fullest yet : Our love shall get Such woodland welcome as none ever had To make it glad. Come, it is time, cling closer to my hand. We understand. We must go forth together, not to part. O perfect h…
1898 · PDF PAGE 89
… caught clap. How sore it is ! A burden of sad shameful suffering, The bitter bastard of a bloody kiss, The Parthian arrow poisoned from Love’s sling ! Lo, sweet Lord Christ, thou knowest how sore a thing Is a cock crooked and consumed of fire Shooting out venomous sap that hath a sting ! This is the end of every man’s desire. The burden of bought boys. Behold, dear Lord, How plump their buttocks be, lift up Thine eyes, See how their cocks stand at an amorous word, How their lips suck out life until love dies, See, Lord, Thou knowest, how weari…
1898 · PDF PAGE 122
116 “ EREBUS “ “ EREBUS ” Something of monstrous in our love, our bed, Soothes me with strong desire, Strong but availing nothing—black and red Thy body gleams, as fire Thy great eyes burn, thy lips respire It seems unnatural breath within their tomb. Ah ! the red portals of thy dusky womb, Wherein my loves expire, ’ Twixt thy black breasts to rise, kissed hard by thee Till joy flows full once more, salt river to sweet sea. Fairer than roses are thy swarthy cheeks, Thine hair more sharp than gold ; Purple is warmer than mere red, when seeks My …
1910 · PDF PAGE 93
… flies. O salt and shallow pan Of verminous moisture !bathe in thee, forsooth ? Age and consummate pox, avoid my youth ! I would have loved youso I love to love Wrapped you in beauty ! Lucid gauze of rime Had made your limbs go glimmering down through time, A gracious ghost ; the soiled and draggled dove Of Venus should be spurned, and you, my swan, Superbly floated on the giant stream Of fame, its crown and culmination, dream Most inaccessible, meditated on In vain by the worlds greatest lovers. Yet Your lazy lewdness happens to forget
1912 · PDF PAGE 22
…astity's unstained by crime; ‘You do the wrong thing just at the right time! Crassus. Why do you taunt me? All the wood is spring's, And love is hovering o'er us with his wings. Aurcia. Sub pennis, penis! Crassus. Hush! you break the spell. Aticta. Oh! you great fools of men, I know you well. But nothing is so detrimental To love as to be sentimental. I will yet make you wise. Know that I have the magic to disguise Myself in many ways. Do you feel this? (Lie still, this heaven were ruined by a kis: Tam a butterfly, such idle flitting As toa flo…
1913 · PDF PAGE 124
….. O.M...! [1. vepeatsS...of M..T. and O. gives S... of Baphomet. 84 O. I. Oo. IL rorOrOnrSO . And the wonder above? The Quintessence of Love. . There are sacraments? Nine. There are music and wine And the delicate dance— . To accomplish? The trance. . And are these three enough? They are servants of Love. . And the sacrifice? I. . And the priestess ? Is thou. I am willing to die At thy hands—even now. . Worship me first! [1. seats 0. upon the Altar. Mistress, I thirst. [o. gives wine. They drink.
1913 · PDF PAGE 124
….. O.M...! [1. vepeatsS...of M..T. and O. gives S... of Baphomet. 84 O. I. Oo. IL rorOrOnrSO . And the wonder above? The Quintessence of Love. . There are sacraments? Nine. There are music and wine And the delicate dance— . To accomplish? The trance. . And are these three enough? They are servants of Love. . And the sacrifice? I. . And the priestess ? Is thou. I am willing to die At thy hands—even now. . Worship me first! [1. seats 0. upon the Altar. Mistress, I thirst. [o. gives wine. They drink.