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Page 80 of 1971913 · PDF PAGE 164
Harold Monro . He is that one Desire , that life , that breath , That Soul which, with infinity of pain , Passes through revelation and through death Onward and upward to itself again . Out of the lives of heroes and their deeds , Out of the miracle of human thought, Out of the songs of singers, God proceeds ; And of the soul of them his Soul is wrought. Nothing is lost : all that is dreamed or done Passes unaltered the eternal way , Immerging in the everlasting One , Who was the dayspring and who is the day . Joscelyn . Good poet , cease , and…
1928 · PDF PAGE 67
XX THE FAIRY GIFTS THE Fairies had met in solemn session to distribute their gifts among all the new-born, children who had come into life in the last twenty-four hours. All these old-fashioned and capricious sis- ters of Fate, all these bizarre mothers of joy and sorrow, were of many different kinds; some had a gloomy and sombre expression, others, a mischievous and clever one; some were young, who had always been young; oth- ers old, who had always been old. Every father who believed in fairies had come, each one carrying his new-born child i…
1905 · PDF PAGE 38
THE QUEST 31 IN MEMORIAM A. J. B.} THE life (by angels’ touch divinely lifted From our dim space-bounds to a vaster sphere), The spirit, through the vision of clouds rifted, Soars quick and clear. Even so, the mists that roll o’er earth are riven, The spirit flashes forth from mortal sight, And, flaming through the viewless space, is given A robe of light. As when'the conqueror Christ burst forth of prison, And triumph woke the thunder of the spheres, So brake the soul, as newly re-arisen Beyond the years. Far above Space and Time, that earth e…
1930 · PDF PAGE 92
… union to be perfect, the Adept need not retain any memory soever of what has occurred. He may be merely aware of a gap in his conscious life, and judge of its contents by observing that his nature has been subtly trans- figured. Such an expérience might indeed be the proof of perfection. If the Adept is to be any wise conscious of his Angel it must be that some part of his mind is prepared to réalisé the rapture, and to express it to itself in one way or another. This involves the perfection of that part, its freedom from préjudice and the lim…
1929 · PDF PAGE 270
…st leap, the actual attainment had not been insignificant. We had reached a height of approximately twenty-five thousand feet, and found life at that altitude as enjoyable and work as easy as anywhere else. I had written a detailed proposal to Eckenstein, suggesting that we should tackle the mountain in 1906 --- but no foreigners! {444} 53 I had been so concentrated on Kangchenjunga that the other facts of my life had not glittered perceptibly. They had kept up with me, but I hardly knew it. They were now to shine, the bushel of Kangchenjunga h…
1905 · PDF PAGE 89
…tish manners? Hark to them ! CHORUS. In the brave old days ere men began To bind young hearts with an iron tether, Ere love was brief as life, a span, Ere love was light as life, a feather, Earth was free as the glad wild weather, God was father and friend to man. AHINOAM. Then when with mildness and much joy our judge Draw hither, let us send to meet his steps In sackcloth clad, with ashes on their heads, His cruel brethren, that he spare their lives. CHORUS. In the heart of a conqueror mercy sits A brighter jewel than vengeance wroken. Grace …
1907 · PDF PAGE 128
…od. Fall, black fears ! Ay! through her widowed, her unwedded tears, The foolish filial appeal, ‘‘ Restore, | O Father Zeus, this tender life once more !”’ Falls the baulked hope of half a million years. She in her gloom and ignorance will go Forlorn to Paphos, wrapt in urgent woe, Her hair funereal swathing her fallen form, Its wind-swept horror holding him ; his white Torn body blushing through tempestuous night. So breaks the life in hell, the year in storm. BALZAC, GIANT, with iron secrecies ennighted, Cloaked, Balzac stands and sees. Immen…
1901 · PDF PAGE 139
…f its youth ; Grows old, and casts the slough behind. O Themis, Lady of the plume, Shed thy twin godhead in the gloom ! How ugly is this life of mine ! How slimes it in the terrene mud ! Clouds hide the beauty all-divine, The moonlight has a mist of blood. O Hathoor, Lady of the West, Take thy sad lover to thy breast ! Even the perfumes of the dawn Intoxicate, deceive the soul. Let every shadow be withdrawn ! Let there be Light, supreme and whole ! O Ra, thou golden Lord of Day, The Sun of Righteousness display ! The burden is so hard to bear. …
1904 · PDF PAGE 54
…long, but I trust not without edification ; and in our next chapter you may rely on our returning to the story of the Archbishops early life, and his ro- mantic career in the Latin Quarter with S...y B.....s and the Frigging Photographers. [52]
1905 · PDF PAGE 137
…delicate hurt must ache, And the sweet lips moan untasted, My lady lie lonely awake. The night is taken from love, and love’s guerdon Is life and its burden. To-night if I turn to my lover I must ask : If she be ? who am I ? To-night if her heart I uncover No heart in the night I espy. I am grips with the question of eld, and the sphinx holds fast My eyes to the past. Who am I, when I say I languish ? Who is she, if I call her mine ? And the fool’s and the wise man’s anguish Are burnt in the bitter shrine. The god is far as the stars, and the w…
1905 · PDF PAGE 29
…en On the vast and barren places Where the unburied wander still ; As the laughter of young faces ; As the Word that is the will; As the life of wells and fountains, Of the old deep-seated mountains; As the forest’s desolate sighing; As the moaning of the earth Where her seeds are black and dying; As the earthquake’s sudden birth; As the vast volcano rending Its own breasts; as music blending With young maiden’s loving laughter, With the joy of fatherhood, With the cry of Mznads after Sacrifice by well or wood ; As the grave religious throng Mo…
1910 · PDF PAGE 116
…n of maculate man : Could I mingle the Alps and Hawaii ; Strath Ness and Aapura and Bai ; Kashmir and Japan : Could lilies attain to the life of the Gods : could a comet Attain to the calm of the moon : I would mingle them all in a kiss, and draw from it The soul of a sensitive tune. All lovers should hear it and know it : not needing the words of a poet In ebony hewn. O beam of discovery under the eyelids awakening The sense of delight ! O assent Slow dawning through cream into roses ! O white bosom shaking The myrtles of magical scent In the …
1929 · PDF PAGE 511
…ess was almost wholly due to the excellence of the system which I had given to the world. In short, it was the justification of my whole life, the unique and supreme reward of my immeasurable toils. Fortified and rejoiced by this good news, I began at once to devote myself to research in the strict sense of the word. And then the fun began! I found myself unable to do anything of the sort. I am not quite sure how the circumstances responsible for this fit in with my general situation, but they are well worthy of record for their own sake. I hav…
1898 · PDF PAGE 16
…ave I risen, but not far enough to forget that you are the most abominable villain that plagues God’s beautiful world with his infesting life. BRANDON [wth sudden calmness]. This to his father! What does the Bible say, you wretch ? PERCY [fo Vaughan}. I will go, my true new father. Kiss Esmé for me a hundred times ! BRANDON [suddenly breaking from the Footmen]. Damn you; that’s your game, is it? No, you go with me, Sir Poet. [Rushing at his son, strikes. Percy, warding off the unexpected blow, staggers. Brandon, maddened by the zdea offighting,…
1902 · PDF PAGE 58
My serpent-woman, drawing out my breath Into thy life, and mingling that in mine! See the rich blood that mantles to my touch. Invites the tooth to bite the shimmering skin. Till I could watch the ripe red venom flow Slow on the hills of amber, staining them Its own warm purple. Look, the tender stream ! Venus. Let its old sleepy fragrance lull thee now. Yet madden thee in brain and sense and soul, Mixing success with infinite despair. So ; take our secret back to sleep with us :— And in that sleep I know that thou wilt choose The fact, and lea…
1903 · PDF PAGE 8
…r to change, nor falter, nor repent : This, like thy glory, Titan, is to be Good, great, and joyous, beautiful, and free : This is alone Life, Joy, Empire, and Victory.” The last phrase pealed trumpet-wise : he sank back into thought. “ Yes,” he said slowly, “ neither to change, nor falter, nor repent.” I moved forward, and he saw me. “ Who are you ?” he asked. “ I am travelling in the East,” I said. “ I love Man also ; I have come to see you. Who are you ?” He laughed pleasantly. “ I am the child of many prayers.” There was a pause. I stood st…
1906 · PDF PAGE 9
… is the world; and in the world these are. So every cathedral is the world, and the archi- tect of Notre Dame deserved his heaven. To me life and death have most often appeared in majesty and beauty, in solemnity and horror; in I B
1907 · PDF PAGE 17
And ever nearer to the scarlet slash I clomb, where the strange perfumes struck me like a lash And the dread fires scorched up my life. There, O insufferable delight 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 de…
1961 · PDF PAGE 76
LIBER ALEPH VEL CXI 64 Bl De Ratione Magi Vitæ (Of the Rule of Life of a Magician) TUDY Logic, which is the Code of the Laws of Thought. Study the Method of Science, which is the Application of Logic to the Facts of the Uni- verse. Think not that thou canst ever abrogate these Laws, for though they be Limitations, they are the rules of thy Game which thou dost play. For in thy Trances though thou becomest That which is not subject to those Laws, they are still final in respect of these Things which thou hast set them to govern. Nay, o my son, I…
1913 · PDF PAGE 266
…orn fools in all matters of the soul that they not only require no bribe to lié, but can hardly be paid to see truth. Until Strindberg’s life is utterly dissociated from his art, the latter will not be truly valued. ACG WIND ALONG THE WasTE. By MAUDE ANNESLEY. William Rider & Son. I CONFESS to having expected a very flatulent novel. Judge of my surprise to find a novel of Paris as it is! The heroine (a rich Englishwoman) is robbed by apaches, and proceeds to paint their leader. She then seduces him, and joins the band. This is life. Most Englis…