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Page 81 of 1001929 · PDF PAGE 18
…ue of the silliest sophistry. "But I am going to tell you one curious fact in medicine. In certain cases of dementia, where the mind has long been gone, and where subsequent examination has shown the brain to be definitely degenerated, there sometimes occur moments of complete lucidity, where the man is in possession of his full powers. If the mind depended absolutely on the physical condition of the brain, this would be difficult to explain. "Science, too, is beginning to discover that in various abnormal circumstances, totally different perso…
1906 · PDF PAGE 82
…o bosoms, breathing slowly In tune and time with the sea’s hymn below, Breathing in peace of love, mighty and holy, Fearing to fuse, and longing—be it so! And the world’s pulse stops, as God bends him lowly To hear and know. ....... For not the heights of heaven shall exalt her Whose heart is full of love’s dumb deity, Nor harp-strings lift me, nor the sound of psalter, Whose love is merged and molten into thee, Not incense sweeter be by shrine or altar For youandme.......... But like dove’s eyes where glamour lies a-dwelling, Like sweet well-w…
1929 · PDF PAGE 80
…s men, with the capacity to exploit the brains of others, and turn science to commercially useful and profitable ends. Heigho!" "We're a long way from our subject," said Cyril. "I have had a delightful morning — I have felt like Plato with the Good, the True, and the Beautiful in contemplating you three — but we have work before us. I propose in this emergency to copy the tactics of Washington at Valley Forge. We will make a direct and vehement attack on the Black Lodge: they will expect me to be in my usual position in the van — I will slip aw…
1929 · PDF PAGE 117
…t. Even the blackest of magicians, like Douglas, or the stupidest, like Arthwait, is a higher type of being than the bourgeois who goes along with his nose on the ground picking up gold bricks in the mire. Now when Brother Onofrio found Gates perched upon the campanile, he saw the Martial symbol complete — only awaiting the lightning-flash. There was no need for him to produce a thunderstorm, as it would have been if Gates had been an ordinary man, accessible only to coarse influences; no, Brother Onofrio knew how to assimilate the church tower…
1905 · PDF PAGE 75
…LEAZAR, Nor on the sun, lest he too eat us up. CHORUS. The heart of a man as the sea Beats hither and thither to find Fase for the limbs long free, Light for the stormy mind, A way for the soul to flee, A charm for the lips to bind ; And the struggle is keen as the strife to be, And the heart is tossed by the thankless wind. ELEAZAR, Nay, for a man’s sure purpose is of Gad. CHORUS. The large pale limbs of the earth are tanned With the sun and the sea and the yellow sand ; And the face of earth is dark with love Of the lords of hell and the spir…
1906 · PDF PAGE 53
…hought a fortalice, do thou aright Mara with wisdom’s shaft assail! Watch him when conquered. Never cease thou from the fight. Alas! ere long a useless log, this body on the earth will lie Contemned of all, and void of sense and understanding’s unity. What foe may wreak on foe, or hate work on the hated from the hater, Surely an ill directed mind on us will do a mischief greater. Father and mother, kith and kin, of these can none do service kind So great to us, as to ourselves the good direction of the mind. IV. FLOWERS. O who shall overcome th…
1929 · PDF PAGE 65
… fix her attention; presently she began to amuse herself by making faces at herself in the polished silver of the [94] altar. It was not long before she tired of that; and once again she found herself waiting. Her imagination soon began to people the little room with phantoms; the memory of the Thing in the Garden began to obsess her. Once again Simon Iff came to the rescue. She knew that her imagination was at work, and that,
1929 · PDF PAGE 149
…doing much too well. Think you're a Russian General, if that will assist your feeble intelligence; but what you think doesn't matter, so long as you understand that to win too many victories is as bad as to eat toujours perdrix. You have not merely defended this excellent citadel, for which I formally tender you the thanks of the Republic. You may kiss my hand. But you have pursued the defeated enemy; you have annihilated their strongest regiments; and, after last night, I am afraid that they will abandon the attack altogether. The situation is…
1906 · PDF PAGE 86
…he hard usurer, Eternity— Seeing we have it in our power to die Before the new kiss kindle for the morrow. THE THIRTY-SEVENTH DAY. ‘* By long and vehement suit I was seduced To make room for him in my husband's bed.” King John. Morvra.s are not for nectar all the time: Ambrosia feeds not men ; nepenthe's sip Is only for a moment: then we dip Back to the earth and leave the bed sublime, 1 The imaginary river of the Ancients, which formed the circumference of the world-disk. And tune our kisses to a terrene rhyme. So, once again before we left th…
1906 · PDF PAGE 90
… no farewell went ever - through— Words came not: only ever: ‘I :love you !” - With broken kisses and stained cheeks of love. So all day long and. half the night we. wan- dered oO Down deep lanes and in gardens, like lost souls. Strong kisses that had surfeited a score Of earthly bridals in an hour we squandered ; And tears like fire, and looks like burn- ing coals, Without a word passed on for evermore. THE FIFTIETH DAY. Suffolk, ‘‘IfI depart from thee I cannot live.”’ Margaret. ‘*let me hear from thee, For whereso’er thou art in this world’s …
1929 · PDF PAGE 122
…cuts the magic wand from a hazel, the magic quill from a goose, and so on. The idea is to confirm the will to perform the operation by a long series of acts ad hoc. It is even desirable to procure parchment by killing a consecrated animal with
1929 · PDF PAGE 236
…changed the aspect of the country in the rear of the armies as by stage-craft. There were no more fugitives, no more disorder. Still the long trains of wounded clogged the roads, here and there, but the infection of glory had spread like sunlight over a sky swept clear of storm. The supply [331] trains radiated confidence. Always the young man met new guns, new wagons, new horses. At every turn of the road were fresh regiments, gaily singing on their way to the front. Cyril was enchanted at the aspect of the troops. Their elasticity and high sp…
1906 · PDF PAGE 31
…a ghost in drapery. The solemn dusk descending creeps around us from the East ; Clouded as with the ungainly head of a mysterious beast. Long wisps of darkness (even as fingers) reach and hold The sobbing West toward them, clasp the barred Hesperian gold. Still pale a rose reflection lingers, in pure soft blue ; Even above the tempest, where a lonely avenue Leads from the wan moon’s image, shadowy in the air, Waning, half hidden from the sun—and yet her soul is there. So stand I looking ever down to the rolling sea, Breast-heaves of a sleeping …
1929 · PDF PAGE 42
…e again and again till I do. But what is this fourth-dimensional universe? Can't you give me something to cling to?" "Just so. Here this long lecture links up with that little chat about the soul!" "O—o—oh!" "And the double personality, and all the rest of it! "It's perfectly simple. I, the fourth-dimensional reality, am going about my business in a perfectly legitimate way. I find myself pushing through to my surface, or let us say, I become conscious of my surface, the material universe, much as the cone did as it went through the water. I ma…
1929 · PDF PAGE 78
…an is secret, and difficult of access; he isn't going to tell anyone anything, not he! So even his knowledge tends to extinction, in the long run." "But you are yourselves a secret society!" exclaimed Lisa. "Only to secure freedom from interruption. It is merely the same idea as that which makes every householder close his doors at night; or, better, as public libraries are guarded by certain regulations. We can't allow lunatics to scrawl over our unique manuscripts, and tear the pages out of all our books. Shallow people are always chattering …
1929 · PDF PAGE 178
…sentments were either changed into enthusiasms by a timely word from Sister Clara or one of the others, or else ignored. The public is a long-suffering dumb beast, an ass crouching beneath heavy burdens, and it needs not only unendurable ill-treatment, but leadership, before it will revolt. All Iliel's impulses were purposeless, negative things, ideas rather of escape than of any definite programme. She wanted to jump out of the frying-pan, neither fearing the fire nor having any clear idea of how to act when she got there. She lacked so
1906 · PDF PAGE 32
…m the kiss of love for evermore, Impressed its memory on the desolate Sounds at its edge; on such a Strand of tears I linger through the long forgetful years, My sin for mother, and my woe for mate. I am a soul lost utterly—forbear ! I am unworthy both of tear and prayer.
1907 · PDF PAGE 106
…insufferable perfume Beat the black air with golden fans As Turkis rip a Nubian’s womb With damascenéd yataghans, Also the taste of dust long dead Of ancient queens corrupt and fair Struck through the temple, subtly sped By demons dominant of the air. Last, on the flesh there came a touch Like sucking mouths and stroking hands That laid their foul alluring smutch Even to the blood’s mad sarabands, So did the neophyte that would gaze Into dead Pharaoh’s awful eyes Start from incalculable amaze To clutch the initiate’s place and prize. He bore th…
1905 · PDF PAGE 74
…sucks the sand. folk Are naked of his counsel and defence Against the tribe of Ammon, and stand aghast 5 Our feeble arms sway doubtfully long swords, And spears are flung half-heartedly ; and he With warlike garrison and stronger arms Who might have helped us, laughs, and violence Threatens the white flower of our homes: our wives, Daughters, and sons are as a prey to them, And where the children of the Ammonites Throng not swift hoofs for murder, Jephthah’s men Blaspheme our sanctuaries inviolate, And rob us of our dearest. Woe on woe Hangs im…
1906 · PDF PAGE 89
…ORTY-SEVENTH DAY. ‘*Thou ever young, fresh, lov’d, and delicate wooer.”’ Timon of Athens. THE little money that we had to spend Was gone long since: the little more I stole Followed: I pledged then all things but my soul (On which the usurers refused to lend) To raise our utmost, till a ship should send Much plenty from the Sunset : to control And stop her yet a little while, the whole I meant to waste before the week should end,