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LYRICAL AND DRAMATIC. 153 The bank slips by, we gather not its fruit, We plant no seed, we irrigate no root True men have planted ; and the tare and thorn Spring to rank weedy vigour ; poisons shoot Into the overspreading foliage ; So as days darken into weary age The flowers are fewer; the weeds are stronger born And hands are grown too feeble to assuage “Their venom : then, th’ unutterable sea ! Is she green-cinctured with the earlier tree Of Life? Do blossoms blow or weeds create A foul rank undergrowth of misery ? From the deep water of the…
1909 · PDF PAGE 5
…rlet Woman is all power given. They shall gather my children into their fold: they shall bring the glory of the stars into the hearts of men. 16. For he is ever a sun, and she isa moon. But to him is the winged secret flame, and to her the stooping starlight. 17. But ye are not so chosen. 18. Burn upon their brows, 0 splendrous serpent! 19. O azure-lidded woman, bend upon them ! 20. The key of the rituals is in the Secret word which I have given unto him. 4
1910 · PDF PAGE 146
…rns up the soul of the lyre : There is pain in the note : In the sorcerers throat Is a sword, and his brain is afire ! Long after (to men : but a moment To me in my mansion of rest) Is a sundawn to blaze what the glow meant Seen long after death in the west ; A magical æon ! Nor love-song nor pæan, But a flame with a silvery crest. There shall rise a sweet song of the soul Far deeper than love or distress ; Beyond mortals and gods shall it roll ; It shall find me, and crave, and caress. Ah ! me it shall capture In torrents of rapture ; It sh…
1911 · PDF PAGE 123
… the faeade of the Pantheon. “Aux grands hommes la patrie reconnaissante"—he reflected that the grateful fatherland never gives her great men anything but a tomb. Then the full blast of it struck him. The Gargantuan jest! The solemn ass that had devised the motto; the laborious ass that had put it up there; the admiring asses that had warmed their skinny souls at the false fire of its pompous sentimentality. Perhaps he was the first to see the joke! He rocked and reeled with laughter—to find himself caught, as he stumbled against a table; in the st…
1911 · PDF PAGE 123
… the faeade of the Pantheon. “Aux grands hommes la patrie reconnaissante"—he reflected that the grateful fatherland never gives her great men anything but a tomb. Then the full blast of it struck him. The Gargantuan jest! The solemn ass that had devised the motto; the laborious ass that had put it up there; the admiring asses that had warmed their skinny souls at the false fire of its pompous sentimentality. Perhaps he was the first to see the joke! He rocked and reeled with laughter—to find himself caught, as he stumbled against a table; in the st…
1928 · PDF PAGE 32
…nd strengthen the barricades that separate me from the world. Horrible life; horrible town! Let us go over the days work. I saw several men of letters, one of whom asked me if it was possible to go to Russia by land. He doubtless thought Russia was an island. I disputed enthusiastically with the editor of a review who replied to every ob- jection: This is an honest newspaper; implying that all other newspapers were edited by scoundrels. I saluted a score of people, of whom I do not know fifteen. I scattered hand-
1961 · PDF PAGE 70
…ith the Food of Experience; therefore thou art one of them that rejoice. Also it is thy Nature as it is mine, o my Son, to will that all Men share our Mirth and Jollity; wherefore have I proclaimed my Law to Man, and thou continuest in that Work of Joyance. s
1899 · PDF PAGE 8
… the free ; Angels with mercy and with beauty shod Move in the mazes of an Eden, trod Not by the seemly spirits of the sea, But by brave men built wholly of desire And freedom’s mystic fire, To clothe its habitants with glorious attire. 6
1910 · PDF PAGE 66
…t, the memorable pæan, Storm-throated, mouthed as cave-rolling sea ; I lift the cup : deep draughts of blue Lethean ! My wine to me. O lamentable season of Apollo, When swoops his glory to the golden wave ! As all his children, so their lord shall follow ! The flower he slew, the maiden he would save, As Itylus, light woven, tuned ! O swallow, Bewail their grave ! The gracious breast of Artemis may light me To menyet loved I ever Artemis ? Surely the vine-song and the dance delight me, The sea-blue bowers where Aphrodite is. Terrible gods and …
1910 · PDF PAGE 463
… in his belly! Knight, awake! Ah! well he woke! His love and scorn Grapple in death-throe at his throat. “Lead me away” (quoth he), “ my men! Woe, woe is me was ever born So blind a bat, so gross a goat, As Palamede the Saracen !” 87
1910 · PDF PAGE 463
… in his belly! Knight, awake! Ah! well he woke! His love and scorn Grapple in death-throe at his throat. “Lead me away” (quoth he), “ my men! Woe, woe is me was ever born So blind a bat, so gross a goat, As Palamede the Saracen !” 87
1910 · PDF PAGE 25
…ur on him from above Wine from the purple vats of death ? Nay ! tis no wondershall they wonder then, These bat-eyed newspaper-besotted men, If thou and I have found the Elixir rare That giveth Life to those whoso drinketh it, The Stone beyond compare, The harmony of the Circle and the Square, All that surpasseth mortal wit Even to imagine ? we have found it, Rose, Rose of the Stars, Rose of the utmost snows ! Where ? Where Love knows.
1914 · PDF PAGE 14
…e, assassin—ch ?— Who rots in prison as “ Chicago May.” Her name I give you, hers! She walked the streets, And picked the pockets of her men ; blackmailed ‘Them, failing that ; a knife-thrust to complete Her repertory. That's all. I think she failed To match your speech and breath : and you could rise To steal the pennies offa dead man's eyes. 13
1926 · PDF PAGE 4
…rlet Woman is all power given. They shall gather my children into their fold: they shall bring the glory of the stars into the hearts of men. 16. For he is ever a sun, and she isa moon. But to him is the winged secret flame, and to her the stooping starlight. 17. But ye are not so chosen. 18. Burn upon their brows, 0 splendrous serpent! 19. O azure-lidded woman, bend upon them ! 20. The key of the rituals is in the Secret word which I have given unto him. 4
1928 · PDF PAGE 117
XXXI THE JOYS OF THE SOUL IN a fair garden, where the rays of the au- tumnal sun seemed to linger in enjoyment, be- neath a sky already greenish where golden clouds floated like travelling continents, four lovely children, boys, tired without a doubt of playing, were talking among themselves. One of them said: Yesterday Papa took me to the theatre. There are big, sad palaces, beyond which one sees the sea and the sky, and in them there are men and women very serious and very sad too; but much more beautiful and better dressed than the people w…
1905 · PDF PAGE 127
…. I shudder, holding thee to me ; thy gaze Is still on me; a thousand years have passed, And yet a thousand thousand ; years they are As men count years, and yet we stand and gaze With touching hands and lips immutable As mortals stand a moment;... The universe is One: One Soul, One Spirit, One Flame, One infinite God, One infinite Love. SONNET TO CLYTIE. CiyTit, beyond all praise, thou goodliest Of queens, thou royal woman, crowned with tears, That could not move the dull stars from their spheres To kiss thee. For the sun would fainer rest In …
1898 · PDF PAGE 32
…ts on the banner Of Israel like to a bird; It flaps in the air, and Hosanna! Flings up to the sky for a word! Long streams of light horsemen are flashing Through fields where the tempest was lashing, Through the pools of the battle-blood splashing, Long swords to the rout of the herd. For fighters slip down on the dying, And flying folk stumble on dead, And the sound of the pitiless crying Of slaughter is heavy and red, The sound of the lust of the slayer As fierce as a Persian’s prayer, And the sound of the loud harp-player Like the wind beats…
1899 · PDF PAGE 37
THE TALE OF ARCHAIS 29 Their quick sweet movement ; on the ground she lies Struggling, and rending Heaven with her cries. Like light, in one convulsive pang the snake Leapt in the sunlight, and its body brake With glistening scales that golden skin of hers, And writhing with pure shame, the long grass whirrs With her sharp flight of fury and despair. Then Charicles at last became aware Of the fell death that had him by the throat To mar his music ; like one blind he smote The quivering air with cries of sorrow ; then, Disdaining fear and sorrow…
1905 · PDF PAGE 97
…light, Writing in all the sea, the trees, the flowers, The many-fruited bowers, The lustred lilies and arboreal scent And fresh young element Of blood in every osseous vein of time, New senses more sublime! Should it not be that the ill days are past And my soul lost at last, Lost in thy bosom who art mother of all Ere the first was, to fall After the end. And then, O soul endued (In this my solitude) With all the thousand elements of life, Shall I not call thee wife ? O Muse long wooed! Long called to in the forest, on the mountain, Reached af…
1905 · PDF PAGE 12
… God, A jealous God and evil ; with His rod He smiteth fair and foul, and with His sword Divideth tiniest atoms of intangible time, That men may know he is the Lord. Then, with that sharp division, Did He divide our wit sublime ? Our knowledge bring to nought ? We had no need of thought. We brought His malice in derision.