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Page 44 of 1121913 · PDF PAGE 181
ROSA IGNOTA Upon thy grave shows bare and white In the chill heart of winter's night. Still shall I feel the wind that blows From the secret grave of thee, my Rose. IV DECADENCE TwILicut, that is the thin gray ghost of day, Holds the dim way of death ; the darkness grows More sanguine-hearted as the hour is sped, And with less light is fed; Thine hour grows, grows alway : Thou art mine, mine own, mine own, thou sanguine Rose. Thou sanguine Rose! Deep-hearted as the hour Thou bearest as a flame; more argent-shod Than the eloquent bringer of the …
1913 · PDF PAGE 181
ROSA IGNOTA Upon thy grave shows bare and white In the chill heart of winter's night. Still shall I feel the wind that blows From the secret grave of thee, my Rose. IV DECADENCE TwILicut, that is the thin gray ghost of day, Holds the dim way of death ; the darkness grows More sanguine-hearted as the hour is sped, And with less light is fed; Thine hour grows, grows alway : Thou art mine, mine own, mine own, thou sanguine Rose. Thou sanguine Rose! Deep-hearted as the hour Thou bearest as a flame; more argent-shod Than the eloquent bringer of the …
1906 · PDF PAGE 42
…n from love, and love’ S guerdon Is life and its burden. To-night if I turn to my lover I must'ask: If she be? who am I? To-night if her heart I uncover No heart in the night I espy. I am grips with the question of eld, and the sphinx holds fast My eyes to the past. Who am I, when I say I languish? Who is she, if I call her mine? And the fool’s and the wise man’s anguish Are burnt in the bitter shrine. The god is far as the stars, and the wine and fire Salt with desire. Desunt cetera. THE DANCE OF SHIVA.’ Written at the House of Sri Parananda S…
1899 · PDF PAGE 71
JEPHTHAH. 49 In sackcloth clad, with ashes on their heads, His crue] brethren, that he spare their lives. CHORUS. In the heart of a conqueror mercy sits A brighter jewel than vengeance wroken, And grace is the web that his people knits, And love is the balm for the hearts nigh broken. Peace is arisen, a dove for token, Righteousness, bright as the swallow fiits. JARED [aszde}. So, in his victory is our disgrace. CHORUS. Fair as the dawn is the maiden wise, Pale as the poppies by still white water, Sunlight burns in her pure deep eyes, Love ligh…
1905 · PDF PAGE 129
…Although its name was sorrow. “ O for a name to borrow ” (He mused) “ some semblance for this subtle sense Of new experience ! For on my heart, untouched, my mind not used To any metre mused, Save the one tranquil and continuous rhyme Of joy exceeding time, Here the joy changes, but abides for ever, Here on the shining river Where the dusk gathers, and tall trees begin To wrap the shallop in, Sweet shade not cast of sun or moon or star, But of some light afar Softer and sweeter than all these—what light Burns past the wondrous night Of yonder c…
1910 · PDF PAGE 22
…s were your squealing farrow, That they might suck the milk of your perfection Unto them, that the worlds ear might be won, The worlds heart melted now, The worlds mind drawn from its dejection, By the sure fact that not in idle dream But sole in sense supreme Certainly visible and tangible Were you, O Rose, whose root remotest hell Nourishes, and whose top flowers higher than the Throne Of the Eternal one. Thou shouldst not leave me alone To gaze upon the sun And take the glory of his excellence Not unto me close curled, And on my bodys b…
1912 · PDF PAGE 47
…dealt with in the chapter on Asana. One may, however, mention that some Yogis carry it to the point of trying to stop the beating of the heart. Whether this be desirable or no it would be useless to the beginner, so he Will endeavour to make the breathing very slow and very regular. The rules for this practice are given in Liber CCVI. 31
1906 · PDF PAGE 24
… promise might abide, Thy steed a mild she-ass, thou once didst ride On roads o’erstrewn with branches and fresh flowers; Vil. When, thy heart beating high with hope and pride, Thou didst whip out those merchants vile with force, At last the master? Did not keen remorse Bite thy soul ere the spear had pierced thy side ? VII. I, certes, I shall gladly quit this hell Where dream and action walk not hand- in-hand ! May I use the brand and perish by the brand ! Saint Peter denied Jesus. He did well. GLOIRE ET LOUANGE, GLoRY and praise to thee, O Sa…
1907 · PDF PAGE 151
…its ocean-bathéd tresses, The bright sun broadens over all the earth. The green leaves fall, fall into his caresses, And all the world’s heart leaps, again ad- dresses Its life, and girds it in the golden girth. Then noon full-fashioned lies upon the steep. The large sun sighs and turns his bridle- rein, Thinks of the ocean, turns his heart to sleep, Laughing no longer, not yet prone to weep, Feeling the prelude of the coming pain. K
1899 · PDF PAGE 77
…eseems the mercy shown To his repentance by this maiden queen. The Lord is merciful to them that show Mercy, and all such as are pure of heart ; Thy crown, Adulah, wears a double flower Of these fair blossoms wreathed in one device Of perfect love in perfect maidenhood. JARED [recovering himself \. Nay, but my voice must fill the song of joy With gratitude, and meet thanksgiving. Me More than these others it beseems, who love Less dearly for their innocence than I, Pardoned of my unpardonable sin. ADULAH. The flowers turn westerward ;. the sun …
1899 · PDF PAGE 35
…s Laid on me by my mother, whom the gods, Righteous in anger, doomed, for fiery sin Kindled by hell-flames, cherishéd within Her lustful heart, for sin most damnable, To suffer torment in remotest hell, Where the grim fiend grinds down with fiery stones The unrepentant marrow of mens bones, Or chills their blood with poisonous vials of death, Or dooms them to the tooth and venomous breath Of foul black worms ; and on the earth to dwell For a long space, and there (most terrible !) To change her shape at times, and on her take The fierce presen…
1904 · PDF PAGE 62
…CHORUS. Tell me that Jason has achieved the quest. MESSENGER. Truth is no handmaid unto happiness. CHORUS. What terror dost thou fill my heart withal? MEDEA. O timorous heroes! Let the herald speak! Who meets fear drives her back; who flees from fear Stumbles ; who cares not, sees her not. Speak on! THE MESSENGER. Terrible bellowings as of angry bulls Broke from the stable as the first swift shaft Of dawn smote into it: and stampings fierce Resounded, shaking the all-mother earth. Whereunto came the calm and kingly man, Smiling as if a sweet dr…
1905 · PDF PAGE 15
… or ire ; Reach impious hands to his lyre. Determined to die or control _ Those strings the immortal at last, though the strings of this heart of me bleed. Come life, or come death ; come disdain Or honour from mutable men, I cry in this passionate pain— My blood be poured out in the pen! 16 .
1905 · PDF PAGE 14
… and sphere, perfect in every part, High above hope of Art : Though, be it said ! thou art nowhere now, Save in the secret chamber of my heart. Behind the brass of my anonymous brow. Ay ! let the coward and slave who writes write on ! He is no more harm to Love than the grey snake Who lurks in the dusk brake
1901 · PDF PAGE 122
…remember, One leap toward the knees and destinies, Where shine Her lips like flames, Her breasts like amber, Like moons Her eyes. For my heart turns—ah still!—in Sorrow’s traces, Where sad chill footprints pash the sodden leaves ; Where ranged around me are the cold, grey faces; Fallen on the stubble are the rotten sheaves; The vicious ghosts abound; and Chronos’ paces No soul deceives.
1902 · PDF PAGE 77
…blished me. And filled my mouth, and tuned mine ancient lyre With a new song—praise, praise to God above. And to Our Lady of the Smitten Heart, That David never knew : my pettiness Exceeding through Her mercy and Her might The King and Priest of Israel ; for I know Her love, and She hath shewn to me Her face, 75
1903 · PDF PAGE 17
…e. The purest poems spring alike from the foulest soil and from the cleanest kept. Any stimulus may stimulate. Knowing Shelley almost by heart, the present writer is still ignorant of his domestic affairs—and thanks God for it. Here, however, we have no work of genius to save from soilure. The poem is less than the man, as the editor has pointed out in his sufficiently able introduction. Nevertheless, in our opinion, the poem is sufficiently remarkable to merit consideration per se, and the poet must be considered as having entered the lists. T…
1910 · PDF PAGE 143
…choral in their course ! O thou self-formulated sire ! Self-master of thy dams desire ! Thine eyes blaze forth with fiery light ; Thine heart a secret sun of flame ! I adore the insuperable might : I bow before the unspoken Name. For I am Yesterday, and I To-day, and I to-morrow, born Now and again, on high, on high Travelling on Dians naked horn ! I am the Soul that doth create
1910 · PDF PAGE 24
…w With a brief gust of wind Over the cliffs of his ensanguine throne ; Seating ourselves thereon, as men shall know, Above soul, spirit, heart, thought, being, mind, Allbut most irrevocably entwined And irrevocably alone. XV There was a boy with O ! the face of dawn, The mother-of-pearl that shimmered on his skin. The breasts like golden roses circling red, The limbs like limbs of a young fawn For lithenessO ! for innocence of sin His eyes burned wondrous bright, his sun-crowned head Danced with its sweet and sacred hopes, So that he paced th…
1910 · PDF PAGE 133
123 BELLADONNA My hearts blood hot upon your lips is reason For the ensanguine banners of their bliss ; My white soul that your malice took by treason Is the cold ardour in your cheek, and this My bower that was jasmine in its season Is all your yellow snakes of hair, that hiss And fasten all their fangs upon methese I knew, forget ; they leave your saint at ease. I have forgotten all these things, erotic While it was dark, while flesh corroded flesh With cancerous kisses acrid and exotic Like orchids, while the star-queen flung her mesh Over…