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Page 74 of 1971928 · PDF PAGE 166
XLVIII ANYWHERE, ANYWHERE OUT OF THE WORLD THIS life is a hospital where every sick man is possessed with the desire to bear his suffer- ings in front of the stove, and another thinks that he will get better beside the window. It seems to me that I should always be well wherever I am not; and this question of re- moval is one which I ceaselessly discuss with my soul. Say, my soul,poor deluded soul, what do you think of going and living in Lisbon? It must be warm there, and you would become as lively as a lizard. It is on the waterside; they sa…
1909 · PDF PAGE 268
…e energy of my undaunted will. And the cup of wine is the outpouring of the Blood of my heart sacrificed unto regeneration and the Newer Life. And the Bread and the Salt are as the Foundations of my Body. Which I destroy in order that they may be renewed. For I am Osiris Triumphant, even Osiris Onnophris the Justified, I am he who is clothed with the Body of Flesh: Yet in whom is the Spirit of the Mighty Gods. I am the Lord of Life triumphant over Death. He who partaketh with me shall rise with me. I am the manifester in Matter of those whose a…
1909 · PDF PAGE 268
…e energy of my undaunted will. And the cup of wine is the outpouring of the Blood of my heart sacrificed unto regeneration and the Newer Life. And the Bread and the Salt are as the Foundations of my Body. Which I destroy in order that they may be renewed. For I am Osiris Triumphant, even Osiris Onnophris the Justified, I am he who is clothed with the Body of Flesh: Yet in whom is the Spirit of the Mighty Gods. I am the Lord of Life triumphant over Death. He who partaketh with me shall rise with me. I am the manifester in Matter of those whose a…
1996 · PDF PAGE 56
…he practiced: “The Honest Lawyer.” Every time that his wife gave birth to a child, or miscarried, she lay for weeks—often months—between life and death, with peri typhlitis or peritonitis set up by the difficulties of parturition. Yet this man, knowing this well, had gone on and on remorselessly. When I knew him he had 18 children living, and two more were born during that period. It was evidently his view that he had an absolute Right to impregnate his wife, and that it was her business whether she lived or died. During all these years she wa…
1905 · PDF PAGE 257
…hed faces, —»ul’s unseemli- ness. THE UNKNOWN MINSTREL (sizg5). Amid earth’s motley, Gaia’s cap and bells, This too material, too unreal life, Sing, sing the crown of tender miracles, The pure true wife ! Sing not of love, the unutterable one, The love divine that Mary has to men. Seek not the winepress and the rising sun Beyond thy ken! TANNHAUSER (aside). Who is this man that reads my inmost thoughts? THE UNKNOWN MINSTREL. I sing of love, most delicate and pure, Surely the crown of life! How slow and sweet Its music! Shall the ecstasy endure,…
1907 · PDF PAGE 205
…sing in my velns Shoot dazzling pains, The Word of Selfhood integrate of Nought, The Ineffable Amen ! the Wonder wrought. Bring death if life exceed ! Bid thy pale Hermit bleed, Yet Life exude; And Wisdom and the Word of Him
1929 · PDF PAGE 73
… fear. He must conceal Himself in his original guise. He therefore becomes apparently the man that he was at the beginning; he lives the life of a man; indeed, he is wholly man. But his initiation has made him master of the Event by giving him the understanding that whatever happens to him is the execution of his true will. Thus the last stage of his initiation is expressed in our formula as the final: F — The sériés of transformations has not affected his identity; but it has explained him to himself. Similarly, Copper is still Copper after Cu…
1901 · PDF PAGE 18
…ng my hand, such sights would come to you Beyond your knowledge—aye, beyond belief ! I am no saintly virgin wrapped in prayer, Nor is my life one river of clear water Drawn from the wells of God. You foolish child! My love for you you cannot understand, Nor the low motive—you have shown it me— Of this beginning of our talk. MADELINE. Say on! CORA, meaningly. Much less you understand the love I bear To Ulric! MADELINE gzves a little cry. Heart of Christ! it cannot be! | CORA. No, child; I tricked you. Is your secret out ?
1902 · PDF PAGE 28
… How vain is man's imagining and weak ! Begod my lady, and my lady's kiss ? Back swing we to the pitiful abyss. Liken God's being to the life of man. So reason staggers. Angels, answer me ! Ye who have watched the far unfolding plan— How is time shorter than eternity ? Prove it and weigh ! By mind it cannot be. All our divisions spring in our own brain. See ! As upsprings on the horizon there A clefted hill contemptuous of the plain. (Why, which is higher ?) I am in despair. Let me essay the Pharaoh and his prayer ! [ Tannh'diiser speaks the Wo…
1909 · PDF PAGE 104
…sh, and as a stallion that rears, Sprang, hero-thewed and satyr-lipped ; Crushed, as a grape between his teeth, my fears ; Sucked out my life And stamped me with the shame, the monstrous word of wife. VI I will not weep; nay, I will follow him. Perchance he is not far,
1909 · PDF PAGE 104
…sh, and as a stallion that rears, Sprang, hero-thewed and satyr-lipped ; Crushed, as a grape between his teeth, my fears ; Sucked out my life And stamped me with the shame, the monstrous word of wife. VI I will not weep; nay, I will follow him. Perchance he is not far,
1912 · PDF PAGE 113
…Her That bore the Lord, by what device May he pass there? Yet still he moves, Ardent and steady, as if the price Of death were less than life approves, As if on eagles’ wings he mounted, Or as on angels’ wings—or love’s! So, all the journey he discounted, Holding the goal. Supreme he stood. Upon the summit; dreams uncounted, Worlds of sublime beatitude ! He passed beyond. The All he hath touched, And dropped to vile desuetude. What lay beyond? What star unsmutched By being? His poor fingers fumble, And all the Naught their ardour clutched, Like…
1928 · PDF PAGE 17
…e long, low, lan- guid shapes; one would say that they dream; they seem endowed, as vegetables and miner- als are, with a somnambulistic life. The cover- ings speak with the same silent language as flowers, skies, and sunsets. On the walls no artistic abomination; as compared with pure dream, unanalysed im- pression, definite and positive art is a blas- phemy. Here everything has the suffering clearness and the delicious obscurity of har- mony. An infinitesimal scent of the most exquisite kind, in which is mingled a very slight mois- ture, swim…
1905 · PDF PAGE 169
162 THE MOTHER’S TRAGEDY ULRIC. What is my life without the love of thee? CoRA. I hate each word as I do hate the devil. ULRIC. I am bound a slave Tt will eat me up. I, each evasion. To this wild passion. CORA. You cannot guess the horror that you speak. I tell you, if I know your golden heart, This detestation of yourself shall cry The cry of CEdipus—“‘ I have profaned 23 ULRIC., What sphinx more cruel? What new - CEdipus? You riddle, Cora, and it breaks my heart. [He seks exhausted. (Rallying.) By God, I swear to you no lie shall keep Its Dea…
1996 · PDF PAGE 89
…e the issue by creating complica tions. “Knowledge” is therefore not a “thing-in-itself”; it is rightly denied a place upon the Tree of Life; it pertains to the Abyss. Besides the above considerations, it may be observed that Knowledge, so far as it exists at all, even as a statement of rela tion, is no more than a momentary phenomenon of conscious ness. It is annihilated in the instant of its creation. For no sooner do we assent to arb than arb is absorbed in our conception of A. After the nine days’ wonder of “The Earth revolves round the …
1898 · PDF PAGE 53
…t our light bidding. Surely, surely, there We might float ever to the sea, and spare The dainty plumage of that perfect place. O God ! O Life ! O Death, thou would`st not wear Such evil mask upon thy golden face— O Mary, pity me of thine abounding grace. 43
1898 · PDF PAGE 67
…vers flow. Which of the gods is like thee, our queen ? Venus Callipyge, nameless, nude, Thou with the knowledge of all indued Secrets of life and the dreams that mean Loves that are not, as are mortals’, hued All rose and lily, but linger unseen Passion-flowers purpled, garlands of green ! Who like thyself shall command our ways ? Who has such pleasures and pains for hire ? Who can awake such a mortal fire In the veins of a man, that deathly days Have robbed of the masteries of desire ? Who can give garlands of fadeless bays Unto the sorrow and…
1898 · PDF PAGE 79
… pounce soon on the fold, where Love was a treacherous shepherd ; So with hot lips shall he come, ere the mountains are silver and grey. Life shall gasp out in the gloom, and all our desires shall perish ; Hope and its roseate crown shall fall in the dark to the dust. Love and his garland shall go, with the last of the joys we may cherish,
1902 · PDF PAGE 24
I seek the mystery of Life and Time, The Key of all that is not and that is, And that which — climb, imagination ! climb ! — Transcends them both— the mystical abj'ss Where Mind and Being marry, and are Bliss. So have I journeyed —like a fool ! Ah, well ! Let pass self-scorn, as love of self is past ! But—am I further forward ? Who can tell ? God is the Complex as the Protoplast : He is the First (not " was"), and is the Last (Not " will be "). Then why travel ? To what end? What is the symbol I am set to find ? What is that burning heart of bl…
1909 · PDF PAGE 105
…to the ragged earth about their roots that lay. VIII I wandered, crying on my Lord. I wandered Eagerly seeking everywhere. The stores of life that on my lips he squandered Grew into shrill cries of despair, Until the dryads frightened and dumfoundered Fled into space— Like to a demon-king’s was grown my maiden face | IX At last I came unto the well, my soul. In that still glass, I saw no sign 95