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…sy marts of men , Revealed in trade , prosperity and peace . When I was young I put my faith in war, And felt Him stir like battle in my heart; But manhood brought me wisdom and I saw God in the subtle contest of the mart . He loves the man of square and stubborn power , Who bides in concentrated watchfulness The perfect moment of the perfect hour, And wears the courage of his own success . ' Twas He exalted me to where I stand ; I owe my wealth to Him , and without shame, Have therefore always followed His command , And every sabbath glorified…
1913 · PDF PAGE 232
…d a feasting, and a swoon? (xv) For art’s sake let there be no more delaying; Since we have found Love, with him let us linger: Upon our hearts new chords he'll still be playing— Upon what secret strings shall stray his finger? We talk so foolishly of love! We lie Lip unto lip, heart pressed to beating breast All too oblivious of the hours that fly For ever onward to eternal rest. 194
1913 · PDF PAGE 232
…d a feasting, and a swoon? (xv) For art’s sake let there be no more delaying; Since we have found Love, with him let us linger: Upon our hearts new chords he'll still be playing— Upon what secret strings shall stray his finger? We talk so foolishly of love! We lie Lip unto lip, heart pressed to beating breast All too oblivious of the hours that fly For ever onward to eternal rest. 194
1906 · PDF PAGE 19
… silent blasphemies To lure a soul to hell, to draw some saint’s charred lust, to tempt, to win Another sacrifice to sin, another poet’s heart to gnaw With dubious remorse. Oh! flame of tortur- ing flower-love ! sacrament Of Satan, triple element of mystery and love and shame, Green, gold, and crimson, in my heart you strive with Jesus for its realm, While Sorrow’s tears would overwhelm the warriors of either part. Jesus would lure me: from His side the gleaming torrent of the spear Withdraws, my soul with joy and fear waits for sweet blood to …
1898 · PDF PAGE 49
…est thou, O wisest of our race, Ahinoam, the aged priest of God, , Who weighest out the stars with balances, And knowest best of men the heart of man? AHINOAM. Ye are as children, and nowise your tongues Speak sense. I never hear your voice but know Some geese are gabbling. Sing to him perchance! The voice of old men is a pleasant thing. CHORUS. What say ye, brethren, shall we sing to him Some sweet low ditty, or the louder pean?
1899 · PDF PAGE 75
…s dear to us, and now By double kinship rendered doubly dear. For O! my father comes to gladden me With those enduring kisses that endow Heart, hope, and life with gladness. Comes he soon ? ELEAZAR. Maiden most perfect, daughter of our lord, And ye, most fairest branches of our tree, Maidens of Israel, we await you here That ye, no other, may go forth to meet The chief victorious. And after you Those villains that once cast him out shall forth In sackcloth to his feet, if haply so He spare their vagabond and worthless lives. . ADULAH. Not so, m…
1912 · PDF PAGE 44
26 MORTADELLO EUPHEMIA. Duck him, and clean his heart. MARGARTIA. Yes, duck him, the low brute. MATTEO. No ! Ive got a knife. Lets mend the matter at the root ! [ALESSANDRO interposes, and beats off the crowd with scabbarded sword. ALESSANDRO. Here now ! Whats this ? Whats this ? MARCO. My lord, theyll murder me. ALESSANDRO. Why, Marco ! GIUSEPPE. My good lord, hes earning slanders fee ! ALESSANDRO. But if it should be true ? FILIPPO. It cant be true. As well You ask me to believe a Moslem miracle ! ALESSANDRO. Thanks, my good friends. …
1912 · PDF PAGE 122
…Rome ! 2ND MASK. [Showing a parchment.] Most secret in the State, the Three have stood apart, Ruling the pulse and rate of all the civic heart. For them I speak : they vow to place the Ducal Cap On the Princesss brow, the sceptre in her lap.
1944 · PDF PAGE 173
… solution; and Fire, so kin to Spirit that it is not a substance at all, but a phenomenon, yet so integral to Matter that it is the very heart and essence of all things soever. The characteristic of Kan in the Yî King is rest; each line of the comment describes re‐ pose in the parts of the body in turn, and their effects; the toes, the calves, the loins, the spine, and the jaws. This chapter is a close parallel in this respect, line by line, with the 31st, Hsien, which begins the second section of the Yi. The Rosicrucian doctrine of Tetragramma…
1898 · PDF PAGE 10
… From the blind auguries of madness. PROPHET. Ha! The rose has washed its petals, and the blood Pours through its burning centre from my heart. The fire consumes the light; and rosy flame Leaps through the veins of blue, and tinges them With such a purple as incarnadines The western sky when storms are amorous And lie upon the breast of toiling ocean, Such billows to beget as earth devours | In ravening whirlpool guiphs. My veins are full,
1907 · PDF PAGE 11
… wells wherein I long to drown me ! Your hair is like a waterfall above me, A waterfall of sunset ! In your bosom I hear the racing of a heart to love me. Your blood is beating like a wind-blown blossom With rapture that you mingle it in mine ! Your breath is fresh as foam and keen as wine ! Intoxicating glories are your glances ! Your bodily beauty grips my soul and dances 6 T
1901 · PDF PAGE 30
…ment yet, That I may quell the host of devil forms That eat my soul up, many torturing, And one—ah! one accurséd beyond all— Soothing! O heart of Jesus, bleed with mine! [Kuneels towards East. See, see! I seek Thee on maternal knees ! Conceive Her pangs that bore Thee, when her shame Devoured Her, with no memory of love— As mine, as mine! O bitter memories! [4 fause. ULRIC. Tell me, dear friend! anxiety and love Are like to kill me. Tell me in three words. CORA, slowly and deliberately. I am a dancer and a prostitute! ULRIC smiles contemptuousl…
1905 · PDF PAGE 121
…this is torn and rended— Scorned and forsaken the lone lyre lies. Hath that not yet some sympathy with me? That lyre that was myself, my heart’s decree And ruler, subtle at the dawn, and splendid Noonwards, and soft at day’s declivity! I flung it in my anguish to the ground. I raise it, and its music hath not found One string or snapped or loosened, and the tune Is the old triumph garlanded and crowned ! Folly and hate! Blithe mockery of sorrow ! Shrill me no harsh lies of some sweet to-morrow! Soothe me no hateful mysteries of the moon, How on…
1909 · PDF PAGE 19
…ox of the Gods. 41. A feast for fire and a feast for water; a feast for life and a greater feast for death! 42. A feast every day in your hearts in the joy of my rapture! 43. A feast every night unto Nu, and the pleasure of uttermost delight! 44. Aye! Feast! Rejoice! there.is no dread hereafter. There is the dissolution, and eternal ecstasy in the kisses of Nu. 45. There is death for the dogs. 46. Dost thou fail? Art thou sorry? Is fear in thine heart? 47. Where I am these are not. 48. Pity not the fallen! I never knew them. I am not for them. I…
1910 · PDF PAGE 4
…dy of little tears. My brain is hard and cold ; there is no beat Of its blood ; there is no heat Of sacred fire upon my lips to sing. My heart is dead ; I say that name thrice over ; Rose !—Rose !—Rose !— Even as lover should call to lover ; There is no quickening, No flood, no fount that flows ; No water wells from the dead spring. My thoughts come singly, dry, contemptuous, Too cold for hate : all I can say is that they come From some dead sphere without me ; Singly they come, beats of a senseless drum Jarred by a fool, harsh, unharmonious. T…
1913 · PDF PAGE 78
…unstained eternity ! There will we rest . Beware ! Beware ! For I am young , and you are fair . Nay ! I am old in this , you know ! Ah ! heart of God ! I love you so !
1913 · PDF PAGE 158
…azarillo appears . God is not found in strife , nor in the mart ; He is not on the land nor in the sea , But deep in the recesses of the heart : He dwells in Jesus — Jesus dwells in me . Christ is the holy pattern and the way ; He is the everlasting inner light : Oh , wonderful His guidance in the day , And beautiful His presence in the night . Lazarillo . The night ? Lazarus . The night !- Unmindful of the rich , He dwells within the bosom of the poor , Comforting them in darkness — Lazarillo . All of which I often heard , far better said , be…
1907 · PDF PAGE 219
…t corruption of ages ORYPUREUS. Ye cling to, and hold as ye can, Apollo! And abandon the songs of the sages For Passion—and Pan ! O thou heart of hate and inmost terror! O thou soul of subtle fear and Just ! Loathsome shape of infamy, thy mirror Shown as spirit or displayed as dust ! O thou worm in every soul of matter Crawling, feasting, rotting; slime of hell ! Beat and batter! shear and shatter ! Break the egg that hides thee well! Pan! I call thee! Pan! I see thee in thy whirling citadel. I alone of all men may unveil thee, Show the ghastly…
1899 · PDF PAGE 67
…est thou, O wisest of our race, Ahinoam, the aged priest of God, , Who weighest out the stars with balances, And knowest best of men the heart of man? AHINOAM. Ye are as children, and nowise your tongues Speak sense. I never hear your voice but know Some geese are gabbling. Sing to him perchance! The voice of old men is a pleasant thing. CHORUS. What say ye, brethren, shall we sing to him Some sweet low ditty, or the louder pean?
1910 · PDF PAGE 141
…dy of little tears. My brain is hard and cold ; there is no beat Of its blood ; there is no heat Of sacred fire upon my lips to sing. My heart is dead ; I say that name thrice over ; Rose !Rose !Rose ! Even as lover should call to lover ; There is no quickening, No flood, no fount that flows ; No water wells from the dead spring. My thoughts come singly, dry, contemptuous, Too cold for hate : all I can say is that they come From some dead sphere without me ; Singly they come, beats of a senseless drum Jarred by a fool, harsh, unharmonious. T…