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… sought to press The bosom where love lately burnt supreme, And found no ivory deep. He turned and sought out life ; and nothing lived : Death, and nought died. The king’s brow fell. Sore grieved He rose, not knowing : and before his will Swan’s throat, dove’s eyes, moon’s breast, and woman’s mouth, And form desirable Of all the clustered love drew back : grew still “ O turn, my lover, turn thee to the South ! ” The girl’s warm song of the Siesta’s hour. Heedless of all that flower, Eager to feel the strong brown fingers close On the unshrinkin…
1910 · PDF PAGE 94
… all its peace ; And the stubborn lights grow tender, and the hard sounds hush and cease. In the wheel of heaven revolving, mysteries of death and birth, In the womb of time dissolving, shape anew a heaven and earth Ever changing, ever growing, ever dwindling, ever dear, Ever worth the passion glowing to distil a doubtful tear. These are with me, these are of me, these approve me, these obey, Choose me, move me, fear me, love me, master of the night and day. These are real, these illusion : I am of them, false or frail, True or lasting, all is …
1929 · PDF PAGE 164
…ppointed when I sent them back from Camp 10! Had I failed to understand the psychology of the ekka driver, we should have been nagged to death by pin-pricks. On the way back, crossing the Deosai plateau, we fell in with an English lieutenant who, after a fruitless shikar after ibex, had been worried into illness and was being deliberately worried to death by his servants, who kept on misunderstanding his orders "accidentally on purpose". They had found out his weak spot and had no mercy. The first business of any traveller in any part of the wo…
1905 · PDF PAGE 157
…d, Concluding the full period That makes all being God. SAFI (disguzsed in the mask of a tort). I lift the censer. From the vast hall of death ! cries Hail, immortal queen, Dead Horus Towards the dawn, Bid me awake, O mother ! O mother ! from the darkness of the tomb, That live Osiris may cry back to thee, O spouse ! O sister! from the halls of life, The profound lake, the immeasurable depth, The sea of the three Loves!, O mother, mother ! Isis, the voice that even Amenti hears, Speak, that I rise from chaos, from the world Of shapeless and ill…
1907 · PDF PAGE 99
… in my ear may show me: ‘‘For John the Baptist’s head—so danced Salome !” ? VIII. Then, in God’s name forbear! It does not matter. Life, death, strength, weakness, are but idle chatter. Nothing is lost or gained, we know too well. For heaven they balance us an equal hell. We discard both; an infinite Universe Remains; we sum it up—an infinite curse. So—amIaman? I lack my wife’s embrace. Am I outworn? I see the harlot’s face. Is the love better and the knowledge worse? Shall I seek knowledge and count love dis- grace ? Where is the profit in so …
1899 · PDF PAGE 228
…ids drown Their rippled tresses in her golden breath. Let us keep watch, my true love, caught at last Between my hands, and not remember death. Only bethink us of the daylight past, The long chase oversea, the storm, the speed Whereby we ran before the leaping blast, And left the swift pursuers at our need With one wrecked dragon and one shattered ; yea! And on their swiftest many warriors bleed, Having beheld, above the gray seaway Between them and the sun, my sword arise, Like the first dagger flashing for the day,
1901 · PDF PAGE 87
…t’s lust. I too was wounded : shameful runs the song. She nursed me through that melancholy long Month of despair : she won my life from death. Ah God ! she won that most reluctant breath Out of corruption : love ! ah ! love is strong ! What waters quench it ? King Shalomeh saith. I am the king : you know it, friend ! We wed. That is the tale of how my wooing sped. And oh ! the quest : half won—incredible ? I am so brave, and pure—folk love me well. But oh ! my life, my being ! That is dead, And my whole soul—a whirlwind out of hell !
1907 · PDF PAGE 94
…e hosts of Gabriel Between the Lights in Ibis flight Who whirls the Sword and Scales of Right. The tall ship strikes: the rending roar 0f death devours the horrid war Where men dash women to the deck, Leave children wailing on the wreck. . . . Behold the lightning-‘5 jagged flash Spell out the signal with its lash— “ Hua is God " (it tore the sea) “There is none other God than He.” He conjures up the greasy glare Of Rupert Street by Leicester Square, Whose sodden slaves with sweat and paint Sicken the soul and make it faint. Build of the slimy sc…
1913 · PDF PAGE 191
…thout the night, That I see them clear , yet look them through The silvery things and the darkly blue, That the solid wall seems soft as death , A wavering and unanchored wraith , And rails that shine and stones that stream Unsubstantial as a dream ? What sudden door has opened so, What hand has passed , that I should know This moving vision not of trance That melts the globe of circumstance, This sight that marks not least or most And makes a stone a passing ghost ? Is it that a year ago I stood upon this self -same spot ; Is it that since a y…
1919 · PDF PAGE 3
… awake In the grip of the snake. ‘The eagle slashes with beak and claw; The gods withdraw: ‘The great beasts come, Io Pan! I am borne To death on the horn Of the Unicorn. Tam Pan! IoPan! Jo Pan Pan! Pan! Tam thy mate, I am thy man, Goat of thy flock, I am gold, I am god, Flesh to thy bone; flower to thy rod. a With hoofs of steel I race on the rocks Through solstice stubborn to equinox. Z And I rave; and I rape and I rip and I rend : Everlasting, world without end, 2 In the might of Pan. :
1899 · PDF PAGE 73
…n her confines a delicious rose Lying asleep, a-dreaming, white of brow, Stainless and splendid. Yea, and fair enow To tempt the lips of Death to kiss her eyes And bid her waken in the sad surprise Of seeing round her the iron gates of hell In gloomy strength : so sweet, so terrible, So fair, her image in the brook might make A passionless old god his hunger slake By plunging in the waters, though he knew His drowning body drowned her image too. Yet she seemed gentle. Never thorn assailed The tender finger that would touch, nor failed The stron…
1902 · PDF PAGE 42
…n tune with that concealed desire Bred in each mortal, though he never know, (Few do know) to transcend the bound of things. And find in Death the purpose of this life. 40
1903 · PDF PAGE 30
…owls about this hell that is my heart ; And I the icy and intangible That beholds all, and is not. RupuHa. Three in one ! One in three ! Death to the sun ! Glory to thee ! Thou wast there ! Enough ! It will grow. Ho! Ho! Criospa. In English, I was mad. But no new portents Confound the course of the sun, I left my home To seek thee out. When skill availed me not, I put to sea to try the Luck of Maurya. Rupua. Thou shouldst have tried that first of all. CriosDA. Why then The Luck may avail if that wried tongue can speak Straight ! Hast thou aught…
1910 · PDF PAGE 18
…ts of the tomb, And from hells womb Or heavens breast bring all the load of fears, Toils of long years, Sorrows of life and agonies of death, Hard caught-up breath, The labouring hands of love, the cheeks of shame, The gloomy flame Of lust, the cruel torment of desire More than hell fire, And bid them fade, as if the bryony Let her flower die, And banished them through space, as if a star Dropped through the far Vault of the sky, and, as a lamp extinct With blood-red tinct, Went out. So lonely in mysterious night A wild, strange light Flicker…
1911 · PDF PAGE 35
… the Beginning; for if ye take but one step in this Path, ye must arrive inevitably at the end thereof. 20. This Path is beyond Life and Death; it is also beyond Love; but that ye know not, for ye know not Love. 21. And the end thereof is known not even unto Our Lady or to the Beast whereon She rideth; nor unto the Virgin her daughter nor unto Chaos her lawful Lord; but unto the Crowned Child is it known? It is not known if it be known. 22. Therefore unto Hadit and unto Nuit be the glory in the End and the Beginning; yea, in the End and the Beg…
1911 · PDF PAGE 35
… the Beginning; for if ye take but one step in this Path, ye must arrive inevitably at the end thereof. 20. This Path is beyond Life and Death; it is also beyond Love; but that ye know not, for ye know not Love. 21. And the end thereof is known not even unto Our Lady or to the Beast whereon She rideth; nor unto the Virgin her daughter nor unto Chaos her lawful Lord; but unto the Crowned Child is it known? It is not known if it be known. 22. Therefore unto Hadit and unto Nuit be the glory in the End and the Beginning; yea, in the End and the Beg…
1913 · PDF PAGE 138
…kes even an apparent escape from the commonplace of animal life. Birth is sorrow ; Life is sorrow ; Sorrowfiil are old age, disease, and death; But resurrection is the greatest misery of all.
1928 · PDF PAGE 5
…e the mistakeif it be, after all, a mis- take!of feeding on poison because he recog- nized the banality of food; of experimenting with death because he had tried life, and found it fail him. The thought of Baudelaire has thus been universally recognized as highly unsuitable for the suburbs, as incompatible with any view of life which advocates spiritual complacency, mental and physical contentment. His writings are indeed the deadliest poison for the idle, the optimistic, the overfed: they must fill every really human spirit with that intense…
1899 · PDF PAGE 173
… deed wrought, | One kind word spoken, one immortal thought Born in thee, all is paid, the weary strife Grows victory. “ Love is all and Death is nought.”
1899 · PDF PAGE 226
204 MYSTERIES: THE RAPE OF DEATH. ARGUMENT.—Sir Godfrey, a knight of Normandy, leapeth intoa light vessel of Jarl Hungard, while they sit at feast, and, slaying the crew, seeketh the high seas with the Lady Thurla. He slayeth the swiftest pursuers, and escapeth in a great tempest; which on the second day abating, he maketh the inside of a bar, and must await the breeze. Jarl Hungard coming with his men and two dragons, is wrecked, but a knave shooting, slayeth the Lady Thurla. Sir Godfrey forthwith sinketh the other dragon, and saileth forth in…