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Page 9 of 1121910 · PDF PAGE 35
27 words in pretence of conversation ; thine eyes hard shut lest thou shouldst see thy lover move and perhaps (oh, worst of woes !), frighten him from thee ; fearful, oh ! infinitely fearful lest he should not love thee after all, soft words (oh, the burning cheeks, the bitten lips !) whose hidden fire shall kindle the great blaze ? How talk with thee, whose quickened hearing has not known him creep ever closer, yet afraid to touch thee, has not heard the rushing of his heart, the shortening of his breath ? How talk, if thou have not felt one t…
1899 · PDF PAGE 112
…us on the poop together set With one desire, to be Alone upon the sea And touch soft hands, and hold white bosoms yet, And see in silent eyes More stars than all the skies Together hold within their limits gray, To watch the red lips move For slow delight of love Till the moon sigh and sink, and yield her sway Unto the eastern lord That draws a sanguine sword And starts up eager in the dawn, to see Bright eyes grow dim for sleep,
1898 · PDF PAGE 60
…s, and the unquiet shades Of night make noises in the darkened room. Yet, did I raise my head, throughout the gloom I might behold thine eyes as red as fire, A tigress maddened with supreme desire. White arms that clasp me, fervent breast that glides An eager snake, about my breast and sides, And white teeth keen to bite, red tongue that tires, And lips ensanguine with unfed desires, Hot breath and hands, dishevelled hair and head, Thy fevered mouth like snakes’ mouths crimson red, A very beast of prey ; and I like thee, Fiery, unweary, as thou…
1905 · PDF PAGE 76
Whence timid eyes look far, Even where her kisses are Awaited by the tender mother lips, Earth’s, that is lonely and old, Grown sad, fearful, and cold With bitter winter and the sun’s eclipse ; So the child slips From bough to bough between the weeping tress, And with frail fingers smooths and touches them. They murmur in their sleep: the moonlight dips And laughs, seeing how young buds catch life from these Child-kisses on the stem. The leaves laugh low, and frosty-footed Time Shoulders a lighter burden ; in the dale Some distant notes of love…
1904 · PDF PAGE 50
36 WHY JESUS WEPT. ANGELA. Love, Percy (she lays one hand on his shoulder and looks deeply in his eyes), is wit, and laughter, and wisdom ; all of love, and in it ; but love without these is a mawkish, moonish distemper of folly — and will pass. I shall not pass, my love ! — Ah ! you feel my breath upon your face ! SIR PERCY. Yes — do not ! ANGELA. I shall do so — you dare not move away from me ! I have you ? No ! Ah, Percy, Percy, will you break a heart that only beats for you ? SIR PERCY. You woo so well that I think you must have loved befor…
1907 · PDF PAGE 8
…s ! How could I sing you ?you have always seemed Unto the saucy driveller as he dreamed Like a rich sunset seen on tropic waters (Your eyes effulgent from a thousand slaughters Looked tenderly upon me !) all the red Raving round you like a glory shed Upon the excellent wonder of your head ; The blue all massed within your marvellous eyes ; The gold a curtain of their harmonies As in a master canvas of de Ryn ; But ever central glowed the royal sun, A miracle cartouche upon the edge Of the opalescent waters slantwise seen. This oval sealed wit…
1905 · PDF PAGE 173
…me like the hideous-fronted tomb, Whereon are graven strange words of mis- belief ; Thy brazen forehead, and its lustre gloom ! Sinister eyes, you burn into my breast, Creating an infernal cavern of woe, Where strange sleek leopards lash them in unrest, And furtive serpents crawling to and fro— Sinister eyes, you burn into my breast ! All hell, all destinies of death are written Like litanies blaspheming in those eyes ; And where the lightning of high God hath smitten Lie the charred brands of monstrous in- famies, Wherein all destinies of deat…
1905 · PDF PAGE 123
…hing lived : Death, and nought died. The king’s brow fell. Sore grieved He rose, not knowing : and before his will Swan’s throat, dove’s eyes, moon’s breast, and woman’s mouth, And form desirable Of all the clustered love drew back : grew still “ O turn, my lover, turn thee to the South ! ” The girl’s warm song of the Siesta’s hour. Heedless of all that flower, Eager to feel the strong brown fingers close On the unshrinking rose And pluck it to his breast to perish there, With neither thought nor care Nor knowledge he went forth : none stayed, …
1911 · PDF PAGE 190
…ood of murdered things The afirighted augur shaking skries Earthquakeand ruinous fate of kings, Famine and desperate destinies, So in the eyes of Pharaoh shone The hate and loathing that compel In death each damned minion Of Set, the accursed lord of Hell. Yea! in those globes of fire there sate Some cruel knowledge closely curled Like serpents in those halls of hate, Palaces of the Underworld. But in the hell-glow of those eyes The ashen skull of Pharaoh shone White as the moonrays that surprise The invoking Druse on Lebanon. Moreover pylon shou…
1911 · PDF PAGE 190
…ood of murdered things The afirighted augur shaking skries Earthquakeand ruinous fate of kings, Famine and desperate destinies, So in the eyes of Pharaoh shone The hate and loathing that compel In death each damned minion Of Set, the accursed lord of Hell. Yea! in those globes of fire there sate Some cruel knowledge closely curled Like serpents in those halls of hate, Palaces of the Underworld. But in the hell-glow of those eyes The ashen skull of Pharaoh shone White as the moonrays that surprise The invoking Druse on Lebanon. Moreover pylon shou…
1903 · PDF PAGE 23
All things that are, unknown and known, Bending in homage to your eyes ; We wander wondering, lift alone The world’s grey load of agonies. Make me a roseleaf with your mouth, That all the savour steal afar Unto the sad awaiting South, Where sits enthroned the answering Star. 21
1910 · PDF PAGE 327
THE EYES OF ST. LJUBOV wounded ears under a thick ornament of pearls and gold. It was not bad with her! Besides, what is she to you, anyhow, billy-goat? “And now, all of ye, clear out, and walk ye all to your rooms with the mantra.” FINIS 309
1910 · PDF PAGE 327
THE EYES OF ST. LJUBOV wounded ears under a thick ornament of pearls and gold. It was not bad with her! Besides, what is she to you, anyhow, billy-goat? “And now, all of ye, clear out, and walk ye all to your rooms with the mantra.” FINIS 309
1901 · PDF PAGE 54
40 THE FATAL FORCE And comets moving through the deep Unfathomable skies, Darker for moonlight, and the glowworm eyes Of dusky women that were stars, And paler curves of the immutable bars That line the universe with light, Great eagle-flights of mystic moons That dip, while the dull midnight swoons About the skirts of Night: These bowed and shaped themselves and said : “It shall be thus!” And the intolerable luminous Death that is god bent down his head And answered: “ Thus, immutably, Above all days and deeds, shall be!” And the great Light t…
1901 · PDF PAGE 40
… event! Yet even I, its very self, lament The execrable tyranny, The rayless misery Of this wild whirlpool sea of circumstance. Mine old eyes look askance: It is my punishment to dwell In mine own self-created hell. [CORA vushes in. MADELINE. What curse of God hath smitten you? I see Exceeding horror in abiding shape, Blasting the countenance of peace and love With some distortion. O your mouth’s awry! CORA, 2% a hoarse, horrible voice, You cannot tell! I cannot tell myself. Some vital mist of blood is shrouding sight From all but my corruption…
1922 · PDF PAGE 368
…oor busily occupied in cleaning up. ‘This is Sir Peter Pendragon,” said Big Lion, “‘ who is coming to take charge of the laboratory.” My eyes were still unaccustomed to the gloom, but I could see the figure scramble to its feet, curtesy, and advance to me, where I stood in the shaft of sun- light that came through the half-open doorway. It was dressed in a knickerbocker suit of black silk. It wore sandals and black stockings. I recognised Lou. “ Big Lion said you might want to begin work this afternoon, Sir Peter,” she said with dignity, ‘‘so I…
1907 · PDF PAGE 40
For, mark you! babes are ware of wiser things, And hold more arcane matters in their mild Cabochon eyes than men are ware of yet. Therefore have poets, lest they should forget, Likened the little sages unto kings. But look! the baby whispers—hush! Nay! nay! We shall disturb them loving—come away! 24
1902 · PDF PAGE 32
…el sense, Two kissing breaths of agony and pleasure, Mixed, crowned, divided, beyond age or measure. Time, thought, or being ! Now thine eyes awake, Droop at my kisses ; the long lashes slake Their sleek and silky thirst in tears of light ! Thine eyes ! They burn me, even me ! They smite Me who am scatheless, and a flame of fire. See, in our sorrow and intense desire All worlds are caught and sealed ! The stars are taken In love's weak web, and gathered up, and shaken! Our word is mighty on the magic moon ! The sun resurges to our triple tune !…
1904 · PDF PAGE 40
28 BALLADE OF CAMBRIDGE PAPERS Of Pedantry on which is spread No butter of Good Style undue; Before one’s eyes the types unread Dance until everything is blue. ENVOI Prince, of three bads who wants the best ? Off, Granta, Cantab, and Review! Stick to the “ Mag” and let the rest Dance until everything is blue!
1898 · PDF PAGE 39
…leep are unfurled, The moon in the east is rekindled, The hope of the passionate world. The stars for a token of glory Flash fire in the eyes of the night, And the holy immaculate story Of Heaven is flushed into light. For the night has a whisper to wake us, And the sunset a blossom to kiss, And the silences secretly take us To the well of the water that is ; For the darkness is pregnant with being, As earth that is glad of the rain, And the eyes that are silent and seeing - Are free of the trammels of pain. Like light through the portals they …