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Page 56 of 1201907 · PDF PAGE 152
…leaming. Now all the birds change tune, and all the light Glows lowlier, musing on departed day. Strange wings and sombre, heralding the night, Fleet far across the woods; and gleaming bright The evening star looks from the orient way. Shadow and silence deepen : all the woods Take on a tenderer phrase of musical Breezes: the stream-sought homes solitudes Murmur a little where the maiden moods Are sadder as the evening’s kisses fall. and Like silver scales of serpenthood they fall Across the blind air of the evening; Shadowy ghosts arise funere…
1898 · PDF PAGE 16
… There is no John beside the cruel wood ; I am alone to kiss the silver lips ; I rend my clothing for the temple veil ; My heart’s black night must act the sun’s eclipse ; My groans must play the earthquake, till I quail At my own dark imagining ; and now The wind is bitterer ; the air breeds snow ; 6
1899 · PDF PAGE 165
… to rear Fountains of foam against the prow. Hail! I can vision even now That golden shore. A lake of light Burns to the sky; above, the night Hovers, her wings grown luminous. (I think she dearly loveth us.)
1904 · PDF PAGE 84
…ey will go forth and illum inate the whole system of ten thousand worlds, w here Arahats do not grow on every tree. Little brothers, the night is fallen : it were well to sleep.”
1905 · PDF PAGE 124
…t. A mountain of pure jet Rears its sheer bulk to heaven ; and no snows Tinge evening with rose. No blaze of noon invades those rocks of night, Nor moon’s benignant might. And looking downward he beheld his folk Bound in no tyrant’s yoke ; Knowing no God, nor fearing any man ; Life’s enviable span
1905 · PDF PAGE 12
7 Of myriad fools provoke the Crowned-with-Night Hidden beyond sound and sight In the mystery of His own high essence ? Lo, Rose of all the gardens of the world, Did thy most sacred presence Not fill the Real, then this voice were whirled Away in the wind of its own folly, thrown Into forgotten places and unknown. So I sing on ! Sister and wife, dear wife, Light of my love and lady of my life, Answer if thou canst from the unsullied place, Unveiling for one star-wink thy bright face ! Did we leave then, once cognisant, Time for some Fear to…
1905 · PDF PAGE 15
… in the garden of spices blows, Some offshoot from the Rose Of the World, the Rose of all Delight, The Rose of Dew, the Rose of Love and Night, The Rose of Silence, covering as with a vesture The solemn unity of things
1928 · PDF PAGE 136
me;the Water, the Clouds, Silence, Night; the vast green Sea, the shapeless water that hath many shapes; the place where thou art not, the lover that thou knowest not, mon- strous flowers and delirious perfumes, cats that swoon at music and groan as women do with harsh, soft voice. And thou shalt be loved of my lovers, courted by my courtiers. Thou shalt be the queen of those men whose eyes are green and whose throats I have clutched in my nocturnal caresses: of those who love the sea, the vast, tumultuous sea, the shapeless water that hath m…
1907 · PDF PAGE 92
86 GARGOYLES NIV. Simple to say ; to do complex ! That we this higher type of man May surely generate, o’ nights Our lesser brains we vainly vex. Our knowledge lacks ; we miss the plan. Fools hope our luck will set to rights Our skill that’s baulked. Yet now we know At least the way we wish to go. XV. This task assume! Colossal mind And toil transcending, concentrate Not on the metaphysic wild ; Not on the deserts vast and blind Of dark Religion; not on Fate, The barren ocean; but the Child Shows us a beacon in the night ; A lens to lure and le…
1907 · PDF PAGE 252
…he breezes is bended, i. 220 The solemn hour, and the magnetic swoon, i. 180 The sound of the hammer and steel, ii. 92 The spears of the night at her onset, iii, 94 The story as it runs is this, ii. 182 The story of a fool, ii. 53 The strange look of a woman of the town, ii. 19 The sun of love shone through my love’s deep eyes, li. 9 The sword is made sharp in our hands, i. 70 The sword that was broken is perfect, iii. 58 The Three Characteristics, ii. 246 The third time bitterly came reason back, ii. 79 The unutterable void of Hell is stirred,…
1899 · PDF PAGE 32
…sea and the yellow sand And the face of earth is dark with love Of the lords of hell and the spirits above That move in the foggy air of night, And the spirit of God, most like a dove, Hovers, and lingers, and wings his flight, Spurned and rejected and lost to sight; But we desire him, a holy bird, And we turn eyes to the hollow hills ; For God is strong, and His iron word Mocks at the gods of the woods and rills. For .our God is as a fire That consumeth every one That is underneath the sun, And our uttermost desire Must abase, with rent attire…
1901 · PDF PAGE 52
…wn of the lilies of light— For a maiden they crowned her in May, For the Queen of the Daughters of Day That are flowers of the forest of Night. They crowned her with lilies and blue, They crowned her with yellow and roses, They gave her a sceptre of rue, And a girdle of laurel and yew, And a basket of pansies in posies. They led her with songs by the stream, They brought her with tears to the river, They danced as the maze of a dream, They kissed her to roses and cream, And they cried, “ Let the queen live for ever ! ” They took her, with all o…
1902 · PDF PAGE 129
…n iron words. That my mind grows, o'erleaps the limit set, And I perceive the truth that lies beyond— One further step into a new-fallen night. Hear then — I hate to hurt your perfect soul ; 127
1905 · PDF PAGE 79
AUTUMN Full amber-breasted light of harvest-moon, And sheaves of corn remembering the sun Laughing again for love of that caress When night is fallen, and the sleepy swoon Of warm waves lap the shoreland, one by one ; Forgetful kisses like a dream’s possess All the low-lying land, And, statelier than the swaying form Of some loud God, lifting the storm In his disastrous hand, Steps the sweet-voiced, the mellow motherhood Glad of the sun’s kiss, full of life, well wooed And won and brought to his bed, Proud of her rhythm in the lusty kiss, Trium…
1910 · PDF PAGE 21
ROSA COELI 11 I mock with the weak word of wife, I was sucked down into the crater rim, Into the crimson damask dim Candescent cave of night O then I mock myself with words ! They are like cardinal-coloured birds And honey-coloured doves : Yet one thing mortal serves to name another As mortal as itself. Why must our deathless loves Be stained by the black-hearted mother That called things by dead names ? The sunny elf Language shall play with the ethereal flames But never dare approach The central and volcanic fire, The inmost Force, nor, like…
1929 · PDF PAGE 254
…on that occasion it was a crimson glare and the planet was Mars. Blue Mushtari strove with red Mirrikh which should be the master of the night, as I wrote a few months later. The sensation was unfeignedly one of alarm which melted to wonder and rapture. Many years later I was indeed frightened for more than a moment of surprise by a quite normal celestial phenomenon. I was walking through unfrequented parts of Spain with a disciple. We were on a lonely road and night had fallen heavy and black. Suddenly a wedge of flaming scarlet stabbed my eye…
1905 · PDF PAGE 60
…e, And the lilies rosier where he trod Blushed for a little space. I saw myself, and still I sang With lips in clearer tune, Like to the nightingale’s that rang Through all those nights of June ; Such nights when stars in slumber hang Beneath the quiet moon. Still, in those avenues of light, No maid, with golden zone, And lily garment that from sight Half hides the ivory throne, Lay in my arms the livelong night To call my soul her own. The Christ’s cold lips my lips did taste On Time’s disastrous tide ; His bruiséd arms my soul embraced, My so…
1899 · PDF PAGE 162
140 MYSTERIES: The world of dreams and shadows, not impearled With solitary shaft of Truth. Too sweet, O children of the Night, Are your wide realms for our philosophers, Who must in hard gray balance-shackles bind The essence of all thought : No sorrier sexton in a grave inters The nobler children of a poet’s mind Of wine and gold well wrought. By the poor sense of touch they judge that this Or that is real or not. Have they divined This simplest spirit-bond, The joy of some bad woman’s deadly kiss ; The thought-flash that well tunes a lover’s…
1904 · PDF PAGE 69
TRAVERSE OF THE AIGUILLES ROUGES 57 (5) It was three o’ the morn and the night was outworn ; We broke fast on Maggi and Cotton, We said Cecil’s jest was a gibe of the best, And of Morris’s yarns—“ that’s a hot ’un.” (6) We spoke of the mountains, the weather, the rope, In a tongue that was doubtfully British ; We summed up in three words Philosophy’s scope ; Of women we said—“ they are skittish.” (7) We gained the low snows, and each rubbed his cold nose As we lunched upon Cotton and Maggi ; We observed, “we are neat from our felts to our feet,…
1912 · PDF PAGE 365
…s?ףתכ Kimelium aureum?םתכמ Princeps?רש A Duke of Edom?ןמית 501 Asher; blessedness?רשא Fortis ; fortia, robusta?ם'נתא The head?שאר Flesh; Night Demon of I”?ךאש Dec. )( Scheclrinah Superiorהניבש ?האל`ע Likeness, similitude?הנומה 502 To tell glad tidings ; flesh,?רשב body To cut?קתנ G