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Weep for the pain, the travail, the old curse ; Weep, weep, and die. So dawns at last the Grail, The Glory of the Crucified ! Dear friend. Be happy, for my heart goes out to you, And most to that poor pale Elizabeth — Were it not only that the selflessness That fills me now, forbids the personal, Casts out the individual, and weeps on For the united sorrow of all things. For if I die, it is not Tannhaiiser, Rather a spark of the supreme white light That dwelt and flickered in him in old time ; That Light, I say, that hides its flame awhile To s…
1902 · PDF PAGE 109
…kering light, a formless triple flame, The self-begotten, the impassive shrine. The seat of Heaven's archipelagoes ; Yet lighted not the glory virhence it came, Nor shone upon the surface of the sea. Time, and the Great One, and the Nameless Name, Held in their grip the child, Eternity. Silence and Darkness in their womb withheld That spiritual fire, and brooded still : Nature and Time, their soleness undispelled. Ever awaiting the eternal Will. And Law was unbegotten : uttermost Night Dwelt, inaccessible to sound and sight ; Shielded from Voic…
1902 · PDF PAGE 139
Why shakes your bosom ? Why does glory flame A crown, a cincture? What befell you there? Tannhauser. I came to Rome across the winter snows Barefoot, and through the lovely watered land Rich in the sunshine—even unto Rome. There knelt I with the other sinful folk At the great chair of Peter. Sobbed they out From full repentant hearts their menial sins, And got them peace. But 1 told brutally (Cynical phrase, contempt of self and him) My sojourn in the Venusberg ; then he Rose in his wrath, and shook the barren staff Over my head, and cried— I h…
1902 · PDF PAGE 141
The Glory of thy Countenance unveiled ! Thy face, O mother ! Splendour of the Gods ! Behold ! amid the glory of her hair And light shed over from the crown thereof, Wonderful eyes less passionate than Peace That wept ! That wept ! O mystery of Love ! Clasping my hands upon the scarlet rose That flamed upon my bosom, the keen thorns Pierced me and slew! My spirit was withdrawn Into Her godhead, and my soul made One With the Great Sorrow of the Universe, The Love of I sis ! Then I fell away Into some old mysterious abyss Rolling between the heigh…
1902 · PDF PAGE 33
…Thou heart of hearts, thou mine, Man ! Stamping into dust the Soul Divine By might of that mere Manhood ! Sense and thought Reel for the glory of thee kissed and caught In the eternal circle of my arms ! Woven in vain are the mysterious charms Endymion taught Diana ! For one gaze ; One word of my unutterable praise ; And I was utterly and ever lost, Lost in the whirlwind of thy love, and tossed A wreck on its irremeable sea ! Life ! Life ! This kiss ! Draw in thy breath ! To me ! To me ! \Tannhauser is lost. 31
1902 · PDF PAGE 59
…you— you keep me worrying, fair queen, In logic and its meshes, when to-day I rather would be caught in other nets. The burning gold and glory of your hair, Lightning and sunshine, storm and radiance. Your flaming pell ! Venus. Come, sing to me again ! That we may watch each other as you sing ; Feel how it overmasters and o'erwhelms, The growing pang of hunger for a kiss ! TannhAuser. Brood evil, then, in your amazing eyes, That I may see the serpent grow in you ; As I were just the bird upon the bough— So let the twittering grow faint and stil…
1902 · PDF PAGE 53
… there She comes in waking ! Hail to Thee ! I am afraid, I also, I myself ! Help ! lover, Venus, mistress of my life ! I cannot bear the glory of the gaze. No man shall look upon the face of God ! Where art thou } Save me from the scorpion ! I am — alone ! Hathoor. Light, Truth, arise, arise ! TannhAuser. I see— I see ! All blinded by the Light — Thou art the Way, the Truth, the Life, the Love ! Thou, Whom I sought through ages of deep sleep Forgotten when I died. There is no death : Change alternating ; and forgetfulness Of one state in the ot…
1902 · PDF PAGE 24
… The Grail of God ? I would that I were blind ! I would that I were desolate and dumb, Naked and poor ! That He might manifest A crimson glory subtly caught and come, An opal crucible of Alkahest ! And yet—what gain of vital gold expressed ? 22
1902 · PDF PAGE 30
… long desire Devoured thee with intolerable fire. I was song, music, passion, death, upon thy lyre — Thy lyre ! I am the Grail and I the Glory now : I am the flame and fuel of thy breast ; I am the star of God upon thy brow ; I am thy queen, enraptured and possessed. 28
1902 · PDF PAGE 122
… Holy Flame That hath no name ; That Fire that darts and flashes, writhes and creeps Snake-wise in royal robe, Wound round that vanished glory of the globe. Unto that sky beyond the starry deeps, Beyond the Toils of Time — then formulate In thine own mind, luminous, concentrate, The Lion of the Light, a child that stands On the vast shoulders of the Steed of God : Or winged, or shooting flying shafts, or shod With the flame-sandals. Then, lift up thine hands ! Centre thee in thine heart one scarlet thought Limpid with brilliance of the Light ab…
1902 · PDF PAGE 111
… the indrawn breath : " Let there be Life, and Death !" " The Earth, she shall be governed by her parts : Division be upon her ! Let her glory From crown to valley, source and spring to mouth, North unto South, Smooth gulf and sea to rugged promontory, Always be vexed and drunken, that the hearts Ruling her course round alway in the sky ; And as an handmaid let her serve and die ! One season, let it still confound another ; No man behold his brother ; No creature in it or upon, the same ! Her members, let them differ ; be no soul Equal ! Let th…
1902 · PDF PAGE 41
… And evil wrapped in light, and ugliness Vested in beauty ! Therefore is my love No petty passion like these country-folk's : No fertile glory (as the Love of God) : But vast and barren as the winter sea, Holding I know not what enormous soul In its salt bitter bosom, underneath The iron waters and the serpent foam ; Below, where sight and sound are set no more, But only the intolerable weight Of its own gloomy selfhood. This am I : This passion, lion-mouthed and adder-eyed. A mass compressed, a glowing central core. Like molten metal in the cr…
1902 · PDF PAGE 140
Out flames the miracle of life and love ! Out, out the lights ! Flame, flame, the rushing storm ! Darkness and death, and glory in my soul ! Swept, swept away are pope and cardinal, Palace and city ! There I lay beneath The golden roof of the eternal stars, Borne up on some irremeable sea That glowed with most internal brilliance ; Borne up, borne up by hands invisible Into a firmament of secret light Manifest, open, permeating me ! Then, then, I cried upon the mystic Word ! (That once begot in me the Venusberg) And lo ! that light was darkness…
1902 · PDF PAGE 14
…ish the message to the dog " for the benefit of less exalted minds, and hidden that Truth (which, unveiled, would but blind men with its glory) in a mass of symbology often perverted or grotesque, yet to the proper man transparent ; a " bait of falsehood to catch the carp of truth." Now, regarded in this light, all religions, qud religions, are equally contemptible. The Hindu Gnanis say "That which can be thought is not true." As machineries for the exercise of spiritual and intellectual powers innate or developed, certain sets of symbols may b…