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THE GATE OF THE SANCTUARY.
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THE GATE OF THE SANCTUARY. 81 So shall the angel faces watch for your own souls still. A little pain and pleasure, a little touch of time, And you shall blindly reach to the subtle and sublime ; You shall gather up your girdles to make ready for the way, And by the Cross of Suffering climb seeing to the Day. Then we shall meet again in the Presence of the Throne, Not knowing ; yet in Him ! O Thou ! knowing as we are known.
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…........................... 43 “ MANY WATERS CANNOT QUENCH LOVE ” ..........45 LOVE. MELANCHOLY, DESPAIR ........................ 47 THE GATE OF THE SANCTUARY : “ THE TWO MINDS ” ........................................ 53 “ THE TWO WISDOMS ” ....................................54 “ THE TWO LOVES ” ........................................ 55 TO LAURA ..................................................... 56 THE NAMELESS QUEST ................................... 59 “ A RELIGIOUS BRINGING-UP ” .......................... 76 “ THE LAW OF CHANGE ” ..…
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THE HOLY PLACE. 91 CERBERUS. STOOD within Death’s gate, And blew the horn of Hell : Mad laughters echoing against Fate, Harsh groans less terrible, Howled from beneath the vault ; in night the avenging thunders swell. The guardian stood aloof, A monster multiform. His armour was of triple proof, His voice out-shrilled the storm. Behind him all the Furies whirl and all the Harpies swarm. The first face spake and said : “ Welcome, O King, art thou ! Await thy throne a thousand dead ; A crown awaits thy brow, A seven-sting scorpion ; for thy rod t…
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THE GATE OF THE SANCTUARY. 77 “ THE LAW OF CHANGE.” OME lives complain of their own happiness. In perfect love no sure abiding stands, In perfect faith are no immortal bands Of God and man. This passion we possess Necessitous ; insistent none the less Because we know not how its purpose brands Our lives. Even on God’s knees and in His hands : The Law of Change. “ Out, out, adulteress ! ” ? These be the furies, and the harpies these ? That discontent should sum the happiest sky ? That of all boons man lacks the greatest—rest ? Nay ! But the prom…
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THE GATE OF THE SANCTUARY. 55 “ THE TWO LOVES.” HAT is my soul ? The shadow of my will. What is my will ? The sleeper’s sigh at waking. Osiris ! Orient godhead ! let me still Rest in the dawn of knowledge, ever slaking My lips and throat where yon rose-glimmering hill, The Mountain of the East, its lips is taking To Thy life-lips : I hear Thy keen voice thrill ; Arise and shine ! the clouds of earth are breaking ! The clouds are parted : yes ! And there above I bathe in ether and self-shining light ; My soul is filled with the eternal love ; I …
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114 THE SOUL OF OSIRIS. Yet, in one hour I dare not hope, The mighty gate of Life may ope, And call me upwards to unite (Even my soul within the scope) With That Unutterable Light. Steady of purpose, girt with Truth, I pass, in my eternal youth, And watch the centuries wax and wane : Untouched by Time’s corroding tooth, Silent, immortal, unprofane ! My empire changes not with time. Men’s kingdom's cadent as a rhyme Move me as waves that rise and fall. They are the parts, that crash or climb, I only comprehend the All. I sit, as God must sit ; I…
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THE GATE OF THE SANCTUARY. 53 “ THE TWO MINDS.” “ THEY SHALL BE NO MORE TWAIN, BUT ONE FLESH.” ELL have I said, “ O God, Thou art, alone, In many forms and faces manifest ! Thou, stronger than the universe, Thy throne ! Thou, calm in strength as the sea’s heart at rest ! ” But I have also answered : “ Let the groan Of this Thy world reach up to Thee, and wrest Thy bloody sceptre : let the wild winds own Man’s lordship, and obey at his behest ! ” Man has two minds : the first beholding all, As from a centre to the endless end : The second reache…
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…more splendid than the sun Burns for my crownéd crest ; Burns, as the murmuring orison Of waters in the west. What angel from the silver gate Flames to my fierier face ? What angel, as I contemplate The unsubstantial space ? Move with my lips the laws of Fate That bind earth’s carapace ? No angel, but the very light And fire and spirit of Her, Unmitigated, eremite, The unmanifested myrrh,
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THE GATE OF THE SANCTUARY. 59 THE NAMELESS QUEST. HE king was silent. In the blazoned hall Shadows, more mute than at a funeral True mourners, waited, waited in the gloom ; Waited to hear what child was in the womb Of his high thoughts. As dead men were we all ; As dead men wait the trumpet in the tomb. The king was silent. Tense the high-strung air Must save itself by trembling—if it dare. Then a long shudder ran across the space ; Each man ashamed to see his fellow’s face, Each troubled and confused. He did not spare Our fear—he spake not yet…
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THE GATE OF THE SANCTUARY. 57 The wind is amorous of the sea, The sea’s large limbs to its embrace Curl, and thy perfume curls round me, An incense on my eager face. I see, beyond all seas and stars, The gates of hell, the paths of death Open : unclasp the surly bars, Before the voice of him that saith : “ I will ! ” Droop lower to my knees ! Sink gently to the leopard’s skin ! I must not stoop and take my ease, Or touch the body lithe and thin. Bright body of the myriad smiles, Sweet serpent of the lower life, The smooth silk touch of thee def…
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… When tempest lowers and dare not strike, gapes wide, Vomiting pestilence ; the deadly bride Of death, Despair, grins charnel-wise : the gate Of Hope clangs resonant : and starless Fate Glowers like a demon brooding over death. Monstrous and mute, the slow resurgent breath Spreads forth its poison : the pale child at play Coughs in his gutter ; the hard slave of day Groans once and dies : the sickly spouse can feel The cold touch kill the unborn child, and steal Up to her broken heart : the pale hours hang Like death upon the aged : the days cl…
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THE GATE OF THE SANCTUARY. 75 I, his best sword, must fall, in earnest fight. The old despair was coward—he was right. Now, king, I pay your debt. A purple stain Hides his laced throat—I sober at the sight. “ King, you are touched ! ” “ Fight on, Earl Lecherer ! ” I cursed him to his face—the added spur Sticks venom in my lunge—a sudden thrust ! No cry, no gasp ; but he is in the dust, Stark dead. The queen—I hate the name of her ! So grew the mustard-seed, one moment’s lust. I too was wounded : shameful runs the song. She nursed me through tha…
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THE GATE OF THE SANCTUARY. 73 I draw toward. Oh, suddenly I see The treason-pledge, the royal prostitute. One moment, and I should have passed beyond Linked unto Spirit by the fourfold bond. Not dead to earth, but living as divine, A priest, a king, an oracle, a shrine, A saviour ! Yet my misty spirit conned The secret murmur : “ Gereth, I am thine ! ” I must have listened to the voice of hell. The earthly horror wove its serpent spell Against the Beauty of the World : I heard Desolate voices cry the doleful word “ Unready ! ” All the soul invi…
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THE GATE OF THE SANCTUARY. 71 A hollow voice from every quarter cries : ‘ O thou, zelator of this Paradise, Tell thou the secret of the pillar ! None Can hear thee, of the souls beneath the sun. Speak, or the very Godhead in thee dies. For we are many and thy name is One. The Godhead in me ! As a flash there came The jealous secret and the guarded name. The quest was mine ! And yet my thoughts confute My intuition ; and my will was mute. My voice—ah ! flashes out the word of flame : “ Eternal Beauty, One and absolute ! ” The overwhelming sweetn…
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… the overbold Son of their secrets, and like springes close On his choked throat and frozen body—Nay ! That death were twilight, and the gate of Day ! No death ye bring as his, that grips the flag In desperate fingers, and with bloody sword Flames up the thundering breach, while bastioned crag, Glacis, and pent-house belch their monstrous horde Of hideous engines shattering—this strife Clears the straight road of Glory and of Life ! Nay : but the hateful death that stings the soul Into rebellion ; the insensate death That chokes its own delight…
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THE GATE OF THE SANCTUARY. 63 Thou mayst win the quest—the king, thy friend, Gives thee his sword to keep thee—Gereth, kneel ! “ I dub thee Earl ; arise ! ” And then there rings The queen’s voice : “ Shall my love not match the king’s ? Here, from my finger drawn, this gem of power Shall guard thee in some unimagined hour. It hath strange virtue over mortal things. I freely give it for thy stirrup’s dower. ” I left the presence. Now the buffeting wind Gladdens my face—I leave the court behind. Am I Stark mad ? My face grows grim and grave ; I s…
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THE GATE OF THE SANCTUARY. 61 The king was silent. None of us would stir. I sat, struck dumb, a living sepulchre. For—hear me ! in my heart this thing became My sacrament, my pentecostal flame. And with it grew a fear—a fear of Her. What Her ? Shame had not found itself a name. Simply I knew it in myself. I brood Ten years—so seemed it—O ! the bitter food In my mouth nauseate ! In the silent hall One might have heard God’s sparrow in its fall. But I was lost in mine own solitude— I should not hear Mikhael’s trumpet-call. Yet there did grow a cl…
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THE GATE OF THE SANCTUARY. 69 Seven days a corpse lay desolate—at last Back drew the spirit and the soul aghast To animate that clay—O horrible ! The resurrection pang is hardly past. Yet in awhile I stumbled to my feet To flee—no nightmare could be worse to meet. And, spite of that, I knew some deadlier trap Some worm more poisonous would set—mayhap ! I turned—the path ? My horror was complete— A flaming sword across the earthquake gap. I cried aloud to God in my despair. “ The quest of quests ! I seek it, for I dare ! Moonward ! on, moonward …
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…derer shammed Pale smiles amid his fellows as they spoke Low of his crime : his fear is like to choke His palsied throat. How, if Hell’s gate were slammed This very hour upon thy womanfolk ? Conceive, I charge thee ! Brace thy spirit up To drink at that imagination’s cup ! Then, shriek, and pass ! For thou shalt understand A little of the pressure of the hand That crushed me now. Yes, yes ! let fancy sup That grislier banquet than old Atreus planned ! Mind cannot fathom, nor the brain conceive, Nor soul assimilate, nor heart believe The horror …
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