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…he slow-falling night Over the fields with dusk and dew, with dusk and dew, there flees A dying echo, faint and dim, fleeing towards the light; Sombre streams cry mournfully in the sighing breeze With the rustling trees. 159
… own life through all; Mercy majestical. By Energy revolves He all in stress Of Change, the limitless. By Order gathers He the worlds of Light In Beauty infinite. By Love destroys He all to recreate Fresh Phantasies to Fate. By Reason reckons He His governance, The Wonder of His Chance. By Purity absolves He all His Will From every image of Ill. In Silence He resumes each perfect part To rapture of His Heart, His, in whose Truth of Nature all things are, The Still and Shining Star.
…o pierce, and find unchanging love, Or some vast countenance! above All glory of the soul of man, Baffled my blind aspiring gaze With sunlight’s melancholy rays, And closed with iron hand the ways That sunder space, divide the days with fiery fan. Thine was the forehead mild and grave That shone throughout the azure nave Where Monte Rosa’s silence gave The starry organ’s measured sound. Where for an altar stood the bare Mass of Mont Cervin,” towering there; And angels dwelt upon the stair, And all the mountains were aware that stood around. Thi…
…e to that of an electrician who should sit for hours with his finger on a delicately adjusted resistance- box and his eye on the spot of light of a galvanometer, charged with the duty of keeping the spot still, at least that it should never move beyond a certain number of degrees, and of recording the more impor- tant details of his experiment. Our work is identical in design, though worked with subtler—if less complex—means. For the finger on the resistance - box we substitute the Will; and its control extends but to the Mind; for the eye we s…
… wonderful with indigo ; And in the glory of the afterglow Were rosy with its kiss ; and in the night Were crowned with that unutterable light That is a brilliance of solemn black, Glistening wide across the ocean track Of white-sailed ships and many mariners. So, on the tallest spire, where wakes and whirrs The eagle when dawn strikes his eyrie, came The maiden, clad in the abundant flame Of setting sun, with shapely shoulders bare, And even the glory of her midday hair Was bound above her head ; so, naked pure, Fixed in that purpose, which th…
…span, While still Archais at his feet would sit, Gaze in his eyes, by love and triumph lit, And listen to the music. And the fire Of his light reed so kindled her desire That she with new glad confidence would quire A new song exquisite, whose tender tune Was nurtured at the bosom of the moon
…, and lose the rushing speed, Meet, mingle, marry. Fire and air express Their dews and winds of molten loveliness, Fine flakes of arrowy light, the dawn's first deed. Metallic showers and smoke self-glittering For many an aeon. Wild the pennons spring Of streaming flame ! Then, surging from the tide, Grew the desirable, the golden one. Separate from the sun. Now fire and air no more exult, exceed, Are balanced in the sphere. The waters wide Glow on the bosom of fixed earth ; and Need, The Lady of Beginning, also was. Thus was the firmament a vi…
…illed with apparitions dim, Where Antony beheld, like lavers, rise The nude empurpled breasts that tempted him. Some, by the dying torch-light call thy name, In the dumb hollow of old pagan fanes, To succour feverish shriekings of fierce flame, O Bacchus, soother of men’s ancient pains. Others, whose throat is thirsty for breast-blood, To hide a whip ’neath flowing robes are fain, Mingling in lonely night and darksome wood The foam of pleasure and the tears of pain. O virgins, demons, monsters, O martyrs ! Great souls contemptuous of reality ! …
…re Shames fang-wise fastened of the eternal snake. Is there no warmth where beauty is so bright? No soul still flickering in the lambent light Still shed from all the body’s excellence? No lamp unchidden of the utter night? Cannot my life be molten into thee Or thy death fall with rosier arms on me Or soul with soul commingle without sense, As the sun’s rays strike deep into the sea? O beauty of all beauty—central flower Of all the blossoms in the summer’s bower! Fades not all Nature in thy fall? the sun Not darken in the miserable hour? H? 113
…st to their mute abyss. The pale sweet blooms of lotus burn ; The scent of spring is in the soul ; Mens spirits to the loftiest turns ; Light is extended and made whole. The waters of the whispering Nile Lisp of their loves a little while, Then break, like songsters, into sighing, Because the lazy days are dying ; And swift and tawny streams must rise Worlds world to fertilise
…E in the evening curl white mists and wreathe 11 in their vapour All the gray spires of stone , all the immobile towers ; Here in the twilight gloom dim trees and sleepier rivers , Here where the bridge is thrown over the amber stream . Chill is the ray that steals from the moon to the stream that whispers Secret tales of its source , songs of its fountain - head . Here do I stand in the dusk ; like spectres mournfully moving Wisps of the cloud - wreaths form , dissipate into the mist , Wrap me in shrouds of gray , chill me and make me shiver ,…
… Method of Invocation of the Holy Guardian Angel, and an account of the attainment of that knowledge. marsyaS. I teach the royal road of light. Be thou, devoutly eremite, Free of thy fate. Choose tenderly A place for thine Academy. Let there be an holy wood Of embowered solitude By the still, the rainless river, Underneath the tangled roots Of majestic trees that quiver In the quiet airs: where shoots Of the kindly grass are green, Moss and ferns asleep between, ror
… Method of Invocation of the Holy Guardian Angel, and an account of the attainment of that knowledge. marsyaS. I teach the royal road of light. Be thou, devoutly eremite, Free of thy fate. Choose tenderly A place for thine Academy. Let there be an holy wood Of embowered solitude By the still, the rainless river, Underneath the tangled roots Of majestic trees that quiver In the quiet airs: where shoots Of the kindly grass are green, Moss and ferns asleep between, ror
…For each was a radiant world of glory, thrilling with most divine activities, yet all in azure orbits curling celestially, their wake of light like comets' tails, wrapping her in a motion that was music. A flaming boundary to her sphere, the fires of the circle blazed far into the night, forked swords of scarlet light in everlasting motion, snakes of visible force extended every way to keep the gates of her garden. She saw the forms of Brother Onofrio and his captains, of the same shape as those of Sister Clara and her companions, but blazing w…
… curse To primal chaos. Hear me, I have sworn. Then, suddenly, more glorious than the morn Tipping the golden tops of autumn hills With light, more countless than the myriad rills Of bright dew running off the bracken leaves, With gold more saturated than the sheaves In the red glow that promises the day Shall glory when the night is fled away In bonds, a captive ; so more glorious Than the supreme ideal dreams of us Mortals, he sprang forth suddenly a man. Wherefore the hag, triumphant, then began
…set by the unfaltering hands Of Fate. How desperate the anarchy Wrought in one hour! The fickle sands Run through the glass, and all the light is gone. Abysses without name the mighty power Spans with spread fingers; on the horizon Blood stains the setting sun, The shattered sun; it shall not rise again ! No resurrection to the trampled flower, No hope to angels watching as in vain Love—lies—slain ! Madness and Terror and the deadly mood of Fortitude, A misbegotten brood Of all things shameful—O the desolate eyes Of the cold Christ enthroned! T…
The stars are buried in the mist of light. Beyond the hill the world is, and laments Existence —the wide firmament of woe ! And he—his heart was great enough for all, The fall of sparrows as the crash of stars, The tears of lonely forests, and the pain Of the least atom —all were in his heart. Was that indeed the truth ? that he should come At last a Christ upon the waiting world. Redeem it to more purpose than the last ! So fills his sorrow, and Her sympathy, My common soul, that I am fain to fall Upon my face, and cry aloud to God : " O Thou,…
…ceus’ serpent-motion Moves the deep waves of eternity; As the star-space lingers and moves on ; As the comet flashes and is gone; As the light, the music, and the thunder Of moving worlds retire; As the hoarse sounds of the heaven wonder When Zeus flings forth his fire; As the clang of swords in battle; As the low of home-driven cattle; As the wail of mothers children-losing; As the clamorous cries of darkening death ; As the joy-gasp of love’s chosen choosing; As the babe’s first voluntary breath ; As the storm and tempest fallen at even; As t…
…e which thou knewest not. I 3. For why? Because thou wast the knower, and me. 14. Now let there be a veiling of this shrine: now let the light devour men and eat them up with blindness! ᾽ 15. For I am perfect, being Not; and my number is nine by the fools; but with the just I am eight, and one in eight: Which is vital, for I am none indeed. The Empress and the King are not of me; for there is a furthersecret. 16. I am the Empress and the Hierophant. Thus eleven, as my bride is eleven. 17. Hear me, ye people of sighing! The sorrows of pain and r…
… TEMPLE OF SOLOMON THE KING OLYMPAS. MARSYAS, OLYMPAS. MARSYAS. OLYM PAS. MARSYAS. OLY M PAS. MARSYAS. Through the great vision. All the light Went out in an immortal night, The world annihilated by The opening of the Master's Eye. How can I tell it? Master, master] A sense of some divine disaster Abases me. Indeed, the shrine Is desolate of the divine] But all the illusion gone, behold The one that is l Royally rolled, I hear strange music in the air I It is the angelic choir, aware Of the great Ordeal dared and done By one more Brother of the…