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Page 70 of 1971906 · PDF PAGE 75
…liced nenuphar; Cruel to press The rosebud 3 cruel to scar Or stain the flower-star With mad caress. But crueller to destroy The leaping life and joy Born in a careless boy From lone distress. More cruel then art thou The calm and chaste of brow, If thou dost this. Forget the feeble vow Ill sworn: all laws allow Pity, that is Kin unto love, and mild. List to the sad and wild Crying of the lonely child Who asks a kiss. One kiss, like snow, to slip, Cool fragrance from thy lip To melt on mine; One kiss, a white-sail ship To laugh and leap and dip…
1902 · PDF PAGE 124
…ed me a distant plan, distinct and clear, As twilight to the dayspring and the night, Dividing and uniting even here : The middle path — life interfused with death — Pure love ; the secret of Elizabeth ! This is my secret —in the man's delight To lose that stubborn ecstasy for God ! To this clear knowledge hath my path been trod In deepest hell— in the profoundest sky! This knowledge —the true immortality, I came unto through pain and tears. Tigerish hopes, and serpent loves, and dragon fears, Most bitter kisses, salted springs and dry ; In tho…
1912 · PDF PAGE 14
Life is a dream, like love; and from the dream If we may wake, we never find it what ‘We would; for the wisdom ofa mightier mind Leads us in its own ways To a perfected praise. Crassus. ‘Why are these shadows thrown across the lawn From the elms and yews? They were not wont to reach Beyond the branches of that copper-beech. Aucta. Attend the dawn Of an unknown comet, that shall come From the unfathomable weils of space Into its halidom, Crassus. I know it not. Last night I walked alone Here, and saw nothing. Autcta. I was not with yout There is…
1914 · PDF PAGE 16
CHICAGO MAY PART II—LONDON Jaxvary I Ap yet I have been faithful : T have tried All a man might to wake a soul within The lazar life of you, sought single-eyed Salvation for you—even through your sin, Alas! you cannot sin ; for sin means will. Chicago May can only gorge and swill. ‘Oh! T have flamed at you, thrust deep my ki Into the fat about your hampered heart! I would have taken you to be my wife; T would have doctored you with love and art. With the first quarter-glass of dry champagne ‘The rift that was clouds hopelessly again. Ah, but I …
1928 · PDF PAGE 143
XLI THE HARBOUR A HARBOUR is a charming resting-place for a soul weary of the struggles of life. The ampli- tude of the sky, the mobile architecture of the clouds, the changing hues of the sea, the spar- kling of the lighthouses, are a prism, marvel- lously fitted to amuse the eyes without ever tiring them. The slender shapes of the ships with their complicated rigging on which the swell imprints its harmonious oscillations, serve to banquet the pleasure of rhythm and beauty in the soul. And above all, there is a sort of mysterious and aristocr…
1930 · PDF PAGE 25
… ? All’s relation !” science sighed. In bondaae with thy brother beast, Love tortured thee, as Love’s hope died And Love’s faith rotted. Life no least Dim star descried. Thy cringing carrion cowered and crawled To find itself a chance-cast clod Whose Pain was purposeless; appalled That aimless accident thus trod Its agony, that void skies sprawled On the vain sod ! Ail soûls eternally exist, Each individual, ultimate, Perfect -— each makes itself a mist Of mind and flesh to celebrate With some twin mask their tender tryst Insatiate. — 229
1929 · PDF PAGE 375
…res were at an end. If I had had to stay there I should have been bored to death, even if it had been the city of God itself. The joy of life consists in the exercise of one's energies, continual growth, constant change, the enjoyment of every new experience. To stop means simply to die. The eternal mistake of mankind is to set up an attainable ideal. Sir Palamedes expressed himself fully in following the Questing Beast. His success (as described in the poem) would in reality have left him with nothing to live for. My own life has been indescri…
1929 · PDF PAGE 84
…dependent of personality. The G is a silent letter, as in oür word Gnosisj and the sound GN is nasal, suggesting therefore the breath of life as opposed to that of speech. Impelled by these considérations, the Master Therion proposed to replace the M of AUM by a compound letter MGN, symbolizing thereby jthe subtle transformation of the apparent silence and death which terminâtes the manifested life of Vau by a continuous vibration of an impersonal energy of the nature of génération and knowledge, the Virgin Moon and the Serpent furthermore oper…
1929 · PDF PAGE 132
…iangle — the idea being that the spirit might obtain from the blood this subtle but physical substance which was the quintessence of its life in such a manner as to enable it to take on a visible and tangible shape.* 1 Those magiciens wiio object to the use of blood bave endeavored to replace it with incense. For such a purpose the incense of Abramelin may be burnt in large quantities. Dittany of Crete is also a valuable medium. Both these incenses are very catholic in their nature, and suitable for almost any materialization. But the bloody sa…
1902 · PDF PAGE 44
… thing. But of Thy likeness have I often seen The vast presentment—formless, palpable, Breathing. Not breathing as we use the word. When life and spirit mingle in one breath, Slay passion in one kiss—breathing, I say, Differently from Thee ! 42
1910 · PDF PAGE 55
…b I sing, whose heart-enslaving kun2 Is like a rose on Ruknabad3 in June. Like to the soft throat of a nightingale It throbs and glows—O life-dissolving swoon ! But once my spear hath threaded the djirid,4 It clutches as the dragon grips the moon. Till all is dark but the Unlighted Light,5 And all is still but the Unexampled Tune.5 So, when thou smilest on him, dearest lad, Is El Qahar wiser than Aflatun. 1. Aflatun — Plato. 2. Kun [Persian text] anus. 3. Ruknabad — a streamlet of Persia, near Shi- raz (Forbes). 4. Djirid. A ring, at which Arab…
1910 · PDF PAGE 55
…r, And shooting from her steel-grey eyes Inexorable destinies : Mute oraclesmysterious A soul in a sarcophagus ! For I, through all my life astrain, Through all the pulsing of my brain, Through all the wisdom I had won From this one and the other one Saw nothing. Nothing. Had I known And loved some Sphinx of steel or stone While countless chiliads rolled, may be I had not guessed her mystery. So there she lay, regarding me. And I ?I gave the riddle up. I drank the wine, admired the cup ; As I suppose a wise man does Unless he be the Man of U…
1912 · PDF PAGE 20
…; Nor day, nor night, dispute the scaur: All’s one intolerable grey. Black Ilyns, grey rocks, white hills of snow! No flower, no colour: life is not. This is no way for men to go From Severn-mouth to Camelot. Despair, the world upon his speed, Drive (like a lion from his den Whom hunger hunts) the man at need, Sir Palamede the Saracen.
1929 · PDF PAGE 39
…ure delivery." He thought that I was "getting at him", but on investigation I was acquitted; in fact, I had no idea of any ambiguity. My life at Malvern made little impression on me. For the most part I was lost in my own thought and touched school life as little as I could, I made no real friends. I had no sympathy with the general brutality and refused to pander to it by making myself the favourite. The following story helps to illustrate my attitude. Some of the prefects were twitting me with cowardice and proposed that I should prove my vir…
1996 · PDF PAGE 139
140 The Law is for All red and warm as the sunset, and her life of a white heat like the heat of the midmost sun. 14. Then rose she up from the abyss of Ages of Sleep, and her body embraced me. Altogether I melted into her beauty and was glad. 15. The river also became the river of Amrit, and the little boat was the chariot of the flesh, and the sails thereof the blood of the heart that beareth me, that beareth me.1 1 “Liber LXV,” 11:7-15. 2 [Hippomanes in classical Greece (Grk., imTop.ai>eg) had two forms, both reputed aphrodisiacs: a black ca…
1899 · PDF PAGE 46
…manding his fell purpose, threatening ‘ My present aid to you with men of valour Chosen of all your tribes, and charging him As he loves life, and victory, to content His army with their present brief success, Lest he pass by the barrier of our suffering, And find our wrath no broken sword, and find Despair more terrible than hope. Go now. A SOLDIER. We go, my lord, less readily to sleep Than if you bade us march. No man of us But stirs a little, I warrant, in his dreams, And reaches out for sword-hilt. All hail, Jephthah! SOLDIERS. Jephthah! a…
1901 · PDF PAGE 38
…tion. Help me, Madeline. CORA. God will avenge me bitterly on you If you stretch hand to aid this infamy. ULRIC. You shall not wreck her life. Be silent now! Believe me, it 1s nothing, Madeline! She often falls into a fit like this. Excess is danger, equally in prayer (Her vice is prayer) as in debauchery. [He ts again going mad. fe drags CORA from the room. MADELINE. It is not illness that hath made them mad. I cannot guess what storm has lashed itself
1910 · PDF PAGE 141
…roar and flame Did Zeus descend ! What claim To feel the immortal fire had then the Theban dame ! Caught in that fiery wave Her love and life she gave With one last kissing cry the unborn child to save. And thou, O Zeus, the sire Of Bromiushunter dire ! Didst snatch the unborn babe from that Olympian fire : In thine own thigh most holy That offspring melancholy Didst hide, didst feed, on light, ambrosia, and moly. Ay ! and with serpent hair And limbs divinely fair Didst thou, Dionysus, leap forth to the nectar air ! Ay ! thus the dreams of fa…
1910 · PDF PAGE 174
…g that must lurk In the desert world — waste by thy Work — Itself its loveliness transplant To a flawless field whose grace should grant Life to that bright inhabitant. ISSA These eyes are blind with blood and tears ; They strain across the doubtful years ; They search the stars : the earth they scan ; All, all spells Misery to Man. Of whom I am. First, fables gross and foul Hooted and hissed by human snake and owl About me, twisted into doleful engines Of greed, hate, envy, jealousy and vengeance.
1922 · PDF PAGE 387
… author calls this an “ old-fashioned story.” It does not concern itself with sex or any other problems, but is just a lively, well-told life of a very fascinating heroine who has plenty of adventures sentimental and otherwise.