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Page 49 of 1121899 · PDF PAGE 50
…8 JEPHTHAH. For the ways of the anger of lords Are bloody with widowing swords, And the roar of contention of chords Rolls back from the heart of the war. | But Victory lights 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 …
1901 · PDF PAGE 16
…l. MADELINE. My dear kind Cora, do they lie to you, These fancies of my idle hours? Believe, I seem to tremble at my inward thought ; My heart is full of wonder. When I go Nightward beneath the moon, and take my thoughts
1901 · PDF PAGE 29
…ut it stand between us and our love! CORA. O Ulric, Ulric! bear with me awhile! Speak no more words—each syllable strikes here, [Hand to heart. A cloud of wingéd scorpions, that rage In mine own deepest self; for there I know Tame harpies that had ceased to torture me; And this more ghastly brood renews their sting, Adding a triple poison! O my soul Is torn with pangs more horrible than hell, Scorching the very marrow of my bones, Corrupting me—corrupting me, I say—
1905 · PDF PAGE 119
…d in sweet shapes of art: The same thought for the ointment and the knife— Oh lightning! blast the image of my wife _ Out of my mind and heart! How can one hour dissolve a year’s delight ? One arrow striking the full eagle-flight Drop him so swift, giving no time to die, No dusk to herald and delay the night? A serpent stung her sleeping: if the abyss ‘Know any cell more dolorous than this, Were there a sharper tooth to destiny Than this that strikes me in the dead girl’s kiss :— O if aught bitterer could be, could know, If nine-fold Styx could…
1905 · PDF PAGE 144
…awn She came to me across the dawn, With open arms to me; and sobbed “Yes, love!” and “ Yes, love!” O how throbbed The giant glory at my heart! And I? I drew away, apart, Lest by mere chance to me she came. But curling as a wind-blown flame She turned, she found me. As the dew Melts in the lake’s dissolving blue So to my arms she came. And now, Now, now I hold her! Broke the brow Of all wide heaven in thunder! Hear Tremendous vortices of fear Swirl in the ether. What new terror K? | 145
1910 · PDF PAGE 6
…did sorceress ; Incapable of action or control, Yet a black gulph to drown so strong a soul ! . . . He lay close curled within my rose’s heart. There is no blame ; yet what avails all art ? See ! I reel back beneath the blow of her breath As she comes smiling to me : that disgust Changes her drunken lust Into a shriek of hate—half conscious still (Beneath the obsession of the will) Of all she was—before her death, her death ! So hell boils over in her, and she rages —It seems through countless ages— With all the vile abuse That had degraded Gla…
1926 · PDF PAGE 30
…ce to abide in this bliss or no; it is no odds. Do this quickly! 40. But the work of the comment? That is easy; and Hadit burning in thy heart shall make swift and secure thy pen. 3o
1905 · PDF PAGE 85
78. JEPHTHAH The spirit has God for a neighbour, And the wheels unreturning that ran Return to the heart of the roses, And curl in the new blossom now, As the holiest fire that encloses Gray flame? on the holiest brow. So midnight with magic reposes, And slumbers to visions bow. For the soul of man, being free, shall pass the gates of God, | And_ the spirit find the Sea by the feet of clim ? untrod, And the flesh, a lifeless ember, in ashen fear vrow cold, As the lives before remember the perished hours of gold. [ xeunt all but JEPHTHAH. JEPHTH…
1929 · PDF PAGE 551
…ack that night to Paris, though Sylvia was obviously fagged out with the journey of the day before, to say nothing of her having set her heart on spending a few days enjoying the beauties of the Riviera --- it was her first escape from England. On that point only did I try to influence Sullivan. He saw that I was right and grudgingly agreed to give the poor child a few days' enjoyment. With this exception I concentrated my whole energy on impressing Sullivan with the supreme importance to science of The Book of the Law. I further offered to pro…
1901 · PDF PAGE 50
…ll me of his death. AMENHATEP. At thy first breath the gods were patient still, Till the abomination filled its cup, And hatred took her heart. She slew thy sire, And made his body the banquet of her sin In the infernal temple. “So,” she said, ‘‘T reap the incarnation of the god.” So, gloomy and hideous, she would prowl about Seeking fresh human feasts, and bloody rites Stained the white altar of the world. And yet Her power is gone, and we behold her go, Haggard and weary, through the palace courts And through the temple, lusting for strange l…
1907 · PDF PAGE 15
…ne by this my scarabee With scales like plates of porphyry and gold And wings like flakes of the green light that pours Through the blue heart of the Hawaian sea. So to the hollow shore We came, and did behold a silver avenue That wound through cypress groves and woods of yew Unto the hills ; hideous hyaenas laughed, Mean jackals snarled and screamed, and wild dogs bayed : Bayed at the waning moon that lapsed above Out of all light (had I not been in love, And drunken on the quintessential draught) So that the forest folk were sore afraid. But …
1909 · PDF PAGE 38
…eal Gland) . Buddbi Khai . . 2 Ruparaga . Visuddhi (Larynx) . Higher Manas Ba . | 3 Silabata Paramesa [ [ . f| 4 Patigha . . |} Anahata (Heart) . Lower Manas. 5 Udakkha | | Aib +| 6 Mano. Manipura (Solar Plexus) | Kama . 7 Sakkya-ditti Svadistthana (Navel) Prana . q 8 Kama Muladhara (Lingam and | Linga Sharira Hati . 9 Anus) Avigga . Sthula Sharira . | Kheibt, Khat, Tet, Sahu .| 10
1910 · PDF PAGE 143
…did sorceress ; Incapable of action or control, Yet a black gulph to drown so strong a soul ! . . . He lay close curled within my roses heart. There is no blame ; yet what avails all art ? See ! I reel back beneath the blow of her breath As she comes smiling to me : that disgust Changes her drunken lust Into a shriek of hatehalf conscious still (Beneath the obsession of the will) Of all she wasbefore her death, her death ! So hell boils over in her, and she rages It seems through countless ages With all the vile abuse That had degraded Gla…
1911 · PDF PAGE 160
…star-light For dew, and all thy petals shall be dreams Crystallised of the gods who swing the chains Of the worlds in space ; and at the heart of thee Shall be the secret knowledge, the sacred word, The logos of the throbbing universe. And the years shall pass in myriads over the tree Whereon thou bloomest, O my Rose of the worlds 1 And one shall pluck thee forth, and love and death Shall lie together, and there shall be born He who shall bear for ever into life The rose-tipped lilies under the silent stars, The silent stars, and the red-blushi…
1911 · PDF PAGE 160
…star-light For dew, and all thy petals shall be dreams Crystallised of the gods who swing the chains Of the worlds in space ; and at the heart of thee Shall be the secret knowledge, the sacred word, The logos of the throbbing universe. And the years shall pass in myriads over the tree Whereon thou bloomest, O my Rose of the worlds 1 And one shall pluck thee forth, and love and death Shall lie together, and there shall be born He who shall bear for ever into life The rose-tipped lilies under the silent stars, The silent stars, and the red-blushi…
1913 · PDF PAGE 182
…e world’s winds blow Abroad the forbidden word, in thee, in thee impearled. My Rose! my Rose! my Rose! my ensanguined Rose, Blood o’ the heart of the love transcending life, Than death more cool, more eloquent, more still : There is moonlight on the hill, But thou art gone, as goes The promised joy of thee, the world’s still-virgin wife. They spurn thee from the temples of their Lady, Nor know the passion of thy virgin will, Nor heed the murmurous song of thee, that blows Over their heads, my Rose: But in cool paths and shady Of the old secret …
1913 · PDF PAGE 182
…e world’s winds blow Abroad the forbidden word, in thee, in thee impearled. My Rose! my Rose! my Rose! my ensanguined Rose, Blood o’ the heart of the love transcending life, Than death more cool, more eloquent, more still : There is moonlight on the hill, But thou art gone, as goes The promised joy of thee, the world’s still-virgin wife. They spurn thee from the temples of their Lady, Nor know the passion of thy virgin will, Nor heed the murmurous song of thee, that blows Over their heads, my Rose: But in cool paths and shady Of the old secret …
1907 · PDF PAGE 125
…To hear her raucous blasphemies outspan The grip of God at this his last of terms. Yea! he must die with horror in his ears, Hate in his heart. The mischief must endure. He hath expiated naught by death. His tears, His thoughts, these strike nor stay her not, be sure ! She is Madness, and a fury; though were gone All life to war, she would scream on—scream Ol. W. E. HENLEY! CLOISTRAL seclusion of the galleried pines Is mine to-day : these groves are fit for Pan— O rich with Bacchic frenzy and his wine’s Atonement for the infinite woe of man! Is…
1905 · PDF PAGE 209
…e unsung Of perfect love: thence grew the Mystic Rose. Its myriad petals of divided light ; Its leaves of the most radiant emerald ; Its heart of fire like rubies. At the sight I lifted up my heart to God and called : How shall I pluck this dream of my desire? And lo! there shaped itself the Cross of Fire! HAPPINESS. Ir is the seasonable sun of spring That gilds the all-rejuvenescent air— New buds, young birds, so‘happy in the rare Fresh life of earth: myself am bound to sing, Feeling the resurrection crown me king. I am so happy as men never w…
1906 · PDF PAGE 20
…oud-measures that escape the dance’s whirling witchery. Their song is in my ears, that burn with their melodious wickedness ; But in her heart my sorceress has songs more sinful, that I learn As she sings slowly all their shame, and makes me tingle with delight At new debaucheries, whose might rekindles blood and bone to flame. The circle gathers. Negresses howl in the naked dance, and wheel On poniard-blades of poisoned steel, and weep out blood in agonies ; Strange beast and reptile writhe; the song grows high and melancholy now ; The perfume…