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Page 87 of 1971905 · PDF PAGE 145
… the world, control The stately being of a soul? Just am I ever! Therefore know The unrevengeful law of woe That ye invoke. Thou seekest life, Child of my water! Thou a wife, Child of my sun! Draw living breath, Maiden, and gain the guerdon—death ! 146
1909 · PDF PAGE 335
… Eight Above. More stable is my crest Than thine—and nowI pierce thee, veil of mist! Even as an arrow from the war-bow springs I leap—my life is set with loftier things. I match, &c. Samecu (and the crossing of the Path of Pe) Now swift, thou azure shaft of fading fire, Pierce through the rainbow! Swift, O swift! how streams The world by! Let Sandalphon and his quire Of Angels ward me! Ho! what planet beams This angry ray? Thy swords, thy shields, thy spears! Thy chariots and thy horsemen, Lord! Showered spheres Of meteors war and blaze; but I …
1909 · PDF PAGE 335
… Eight Above. More stable is my crest Than thine—and nowI pierce thee, veil of mist! Even as an arrow from the war-bow springs I leap—my life is set with loftier things. I match, &c. Samecu (and the crossing of the Path of Pe) Now swift, thou azure shaft of fading fire, Pierce through the rainbow! Swift, O swift! how streams The world by! Let Sandalphon and his quire Of Angels ward me! Ho! what planet beams This angry ray? Thy swords, thy shields, thy spears! Thy chariots and thy horsemen, Lord! Showered spheres Of meteors war and blaze; but I …
1913 · PDF PAGE 88
…Gives methods for attaining the magical memory or memory of past lives, and an insight into the function of the aspirant in this present life. Crass “C” Liser XXXIII. An account of A.*. A.*. first written in the language of his period by the Councillor Von Eckartshausen, and now revised and rewritten in the Universal Cipher. 48
1913 · PDF PAGE 88
…Gives methods for attaining the magical memory or memory of past lives, and an insight into the function of the aspirant in this present life. Crass “C” Liser XXXIII. An account of A.*. A.*. first written in the language of his period by the Councillor Von Eckartshausen, and now revised and rewritten in the Universal Cipher. 48
1919 · PDF PAGE 205
…is wedded solemnly With the ring of space and eternity, And where the oil, the Holiest Breath, With Its first whisper dedicateth Its new life to a further death. Iwas cold as earth: the night Had given way. One star hung bright Over the church, now gray; I rose up to greet the ray That thrilled through elm and chestnut, lit The grass, made diamonds of it, And bade the weir’s long smile of spray Leap with laughter for the day. The birds woke over all the weald; The sullen peasants slouched afield; The lilies swayed before the breeze That murmure…
1929 · PDF PAGE 206
In her earth-life, too, she became more obviously ill-tempered; and, as to a woman of her type revenge only means one thing, she amused the garrison exceedingly by attempting flirtations. The rule of the Profess-House happened to include the virtue of chastity, which is an active and positive thing, a passion, not that mere colourless abstinence and stagnation which passes in Puritan countries by that [289] name, breeds more wickedness than all the vice on the planet, and, at the best, is shared by clinkers. She was clever enough to see in a fe…
1929 · PDF PAGE 20
…ishop; the objection was that a public house in the neighbourhood was called the Drayton Arms. This is typical of my uncle's attitude to life. His sense of humour. When I called him "Uncle", he would {55} snigger, "Oh my prophetic soul, my uncle!" But the time came when I knew most of Hamlet by heart, and when he next shot off his "joke", I continued the quotation, replying sternly, "Ay, that incestuous, that adulterate beast!" --- I am, in a way, glad to think that at the end of his long and obscene life I was reconciled with him. The very las…
1906 · PDF PAGE 109
…ch tidings, and for joy to see Your joy exceed my joy. Then, MEDEA. Reward indeed Awaits thee from such folk as us, who stand In fear of life, when great Aeetes hears This news, and how. all came. MESSENGER. My lady’s smile Is the reward I sought, not place nor gold. MEDEA. Thou hast it, child. SECOND MESSENGER, The hero is at hand. CHORUS. O happy of mortals! O fronter of fear, The impassable portals ! Ye heavens, give ear ! Our song shall be rolled in the praise of the gold, and its glory be told where the heavenly fold rejoices to hold the s…
1899 · PDF PAGE 60
…ce, Our passion, is the silent answer given To the importunate questioning of heaven. Thou art supreme, my king, and I in thee ; We have life hard by its chill throat, to choke Its petty gasping pleasures, and to see The ancient altars with new incense smoke : We are supreme to watch the universe Waiting to crash together at the curse Of God let drop upon it like the light, In one sharp agony of glory, spent Through the thick misty æther, when the night Slips her loose robe from sea and continent. Calm, and suspiring thinner air then these, We …
1903 · PDF PAGE 20
…n tyrants drive, Till bosoms heave, and eyes outflash, And it is good to be alive. He shall ride off at dawn, and we Shall look upon our life again ; You old, and all your beauty be Broken, and mine a broken brain. Yet we shall know ; delighting still In the sole laughter death derides In vain; the indomitable will, Still burning in the spirit, guides Our hearts to truth ; we see, we know How foolish were the things he said, And answer in the afterglow How good it is that we are dead. Will you not come? Or, where the surf Beats on the coral, an…
1910 · PDF PAGE 35
… runlet. Here the green moss is my seat, Beech is the canopy oer me, Calm and content the retreat ; Man, my worst foe, cannot bore me ; Life is a closed book behindShelley an open be- fore me. Shelleys own birds are above Close to me (why should they fear me ?) May I believe itthat love Brings his bright spirit so near me That, should I whisper one wordShelleys swift spirit would hear me ?
1928 · PDF PAGE 32
…ms to me that this turning of the key will intensify my solitude and strengthen the barricades that separate me from the world. Horrible life; horrible town! Let us go over the days work. I saw several men of letters, one of whom asked me if it was possible to go to Russia by land. He doubtless thought Russia was an island. I disputed enthusiastically with the editor of a review who replied to every ob- jection: This is an honest newspaper; implying that all other newspapers were edited by scoundrels. I saluted a score of people, of whom I …
1905 · PDF PAGE 244
…hine opiate breath, And lull ine to the everlasting sleep, That, closing from the kisses of disdain To ecstasy of pain, I may sob out my life into their dangerous deep. Who cometh from the mountain as a tower Stalwart. and set against the fiery foes? Who, breathing as a jasmine-laden bower? Who, crowned and lissome as a living rose ? Sharp thorns in thee are set ; In me, in me beget The dolorous despair of this desire. Thy body sways and swings Above the tide of things, Laps me as ocean, wraps me round as fire ! Ye elemental sorceries of song, …
1905 · PDF PAGE 41
…green And violet! and the hues innumerable Lesser than these, and gave man hope at last With the invariable law of death Abundant in new life, and having filled The world with music, dost demand of us ‘Is my work meaningless?” O thou, supreme, Thou, First and Last, most inconceivable All-radiating Unity, thou sphere All-comprehensive, all-mysterious, Spirit of Life and Death, bow down and hear ! [Bends deeper and prays silently. The flame grows duller, and finally leaves the room in ab- solute darkness. Curtazz. SONNETS TO NIGHT. I. O NIGHT ! t…
1902 · PDF PAGE 29
…thoor, or Vemcs, who hath arisen in the place of the Great Goddess, lifteth tip her voice and chanteth :— Venus. I sis am I, and from my life are fed All showers and suns, all moons that wax and wane, All stars and streams, the living and the dead. The mystery of pleasure and of pain. 27
1902 · PDF PAGE 31
Hide thee, sweet river ; welcome to the sea, Ocean of love that shall encompass thee ! Life, death, love, hatred, light, darkness, return to me— To me ! \Tannh'duser perceives that he is in the palace of a Great Qtieen. Rise, rise, my knight ! My king ! My love, arise ! See the grave avenues of Paradise, The dewy larches bending at my breath, Portentous cedars prophesying death ! See the long vistas and the dancing sea, The measured motion of fecundity ! Bright winds set swaying the soft-sounding flowers (Here flowers have music) in my woven bo…
1903 · PDF PAGE 13
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1905 · PDF PAGE 178
…he labour, As the land that no ploughman tills Lest the robber his neighbour unloosen the sabre From holds in the hills. From love of my life and its burden Set free in the silence remote, Grows a sorrow divine for my guerdon, A peace in my struggling note. Compassion for earth far extended Beneath me, the swords and the rods, My spirit hath bended, bowed me and blended My self into God’s. But God—what divinity rises To me in the mountainous place ? What sun beyond suns, and surprises Mine eyes at the dawn of His face ?
1913 · PDF PAGE 146
…ose’s blush and bloom | Drink to me! Love me! I love thee, My love, my lord—to me! to me! There is no harshness in the breath Of this—is life surpassed, and death ? There is the Snake that gives delight And Knowledge, stirs the heart aright With drunkenness. Strange drugs are thine, Hadit, and draughts of wizard wine! These do no hurt. Thine hermits dwell Not in the cold secretive cell, But under purple canopies With mighty-breasted mistresses Magnificent as lionesses— Tender and terrible caresses! Fire lives, and light, in eager eyes; And mass…