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Page 107 of 1201907 · PDF PAGE 26
…ll the blood made all the sky turn rosy red. 50 he caught me up and set me on his horse, and l clung to his neck as we galloped into the night. Then he told me he would take me to his Palace and show me everything, and one day when we were married I should be mistress of it all. Then I wanted to be married to him at once, and then I saw it couldn’t be, because I was so sleepy and had bad dreams, and one can’t be a good wife if one is always doing that sort of thing. But he said I would be older one day, and not sleep so much, and every one slep…
1929 · PDF PAGE 157
…ke comets' tails, wrapping her in a motion that was music. A flaming boundary to her sphere, the fires of the circle blazed far into the night, forked swords of scarlet light in everlasting motion, snakes of visible force extended every way to keep the gates of her garden. She saw the forms of Brother Onofrio and his captains, of the same shape as those of Sister Clara and her companions, but blazing with a fierce and indomitable heat, throwing off coruscations into the surrounding blackness. She was reminded of a visit that yonder idle carcass…
1906 · PDF PAGE 31
…ouses where dead men linger year by year. I have no fear To tread thy far irremeable way Beyond the paths and palaces of day, Beyond the night, beyond the skies, Beyond eternity’s Tremendous gate; beyond the immanent miracle.4 O secret self of things ! I have nor feet nor wings Except to follow far beyond Heaven and Earth and Hell, Until I mix my mood And being in thee, as in my hermit’s hood I grow the thing I contemplate—that selfless solitude ! THE STORM. Written on the North Atlantic Ocean. In the sorrow of the silence of the sunset, when t…
1919 · PDF PAGE 311
THE TANK Here is another: THE NEW PLEASURE Last night I invented a new pleasure, and as I was giving it the first trial an angel and a devil came rushing toward my house. They met at my door and fought with each other over my newly created pleasure; the one crying, “Itis a sin !’—the other, “Itis a virtue!” Good boy! A.C. InpIA AND THE Future. By Wittiam Arcuer. Alfred A. Knopf. $3.50 net. Mr. Arcuer has been through India, I should judge for as much as six weeks, with a typewriter and a provincial third-rate mind. Edmund Burke said: “This mult…
1929 · PDF PAGE 78
…med 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 about science being free to all; the truth is that it is guarded as no other secret ever was in all history, by the simple fact that, with all the help in the world, it takes half a lifetime to beg…
1904 · PDF PAGE 89
…egg-shell cut in two; The sixteenth day, a glance; The seventeenth day, an honeycomb; The eighteenth day, a dream; The nineteenth day, a nightmare; The twentieth day, a wolf, black-muzzled; The twenty-first day, a sorrow; The twenty-second day, a bundle of herbs; The twenty-third day, a piece of camphor; The twenty-fourth day, a moonstone; The twenty-fifth day, a sigh; The twenty-sixth day, a refusal; The twenty-seventh day, a consent ; and the last night she gave him all herself, so that the moon was e clipsed and earth was utterly darkened. A…
1906 · PDF PAGE 32
…ight invades the gloom. Stillness drops dew-like from the heaven’s unreverberant womb. Westward the ship is riding on the sable wings of night, I understand the darkness—why should I seek the light? ASSUMPTA CANIDIA. Written in Mexico City. WATERS that weep upon the barren shore Where some lone mystery of man abides ; As if the wailing of forsaken brides, Rapt from 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…
1906 · PDF PAGE 109
…ing. Thou bearest, strong shoulder, The sunbright fleece ! Glow swifter and bolder And brighter—and cease ! O glory of light! O woven of night! O shining and bright! O dream of de- light! How splendid the sight for the dwellers of Greece ! Gained is the guerdon ! The prize is won. The fleecy burden,. The soul of the sun! The toil is over; the days discover high joys that hover of lover and lover, and fates above her are fallen and done. JASON. Queen of this people! O my heart’s desire Spotless, the Lady of my love, and friends By whose heroic a…
1905 · PDF PAGE 156
THE FATAL FORCE 149 CHORUS. The noise of the wind of the winter; the sound Of the wings of the charioted night ; The song of the sons of the seas profound ; The thundet of death; the might Of the eloquent silence of black ight ! RATOUM. The noise of many planets fallen far ! CHORUS. Death listens for the voice of life; mght waits dawn of wisdom: spring ! winter seeks the The RATOUM. ‘The music of all stars arisen; the breath Of God upon the valley of the dead ! CHORUS. The silence of the awaiting soul asleep ! RATOUM. The murmur of the fountain…
1905 · PDF PAGE 127
…ound Rushes ; no echo murmurs back From sky or ground. In the loud agony of song The moon is still; The wind drops down the shore along; Night hath her will. The bird becomes a dancing flame In leaf and bower. The forest trembles ; loves reclaim Their own still hour. The dawn is here, and on the sands Where sun first flames, I gather lilies from all lands Of sad sweet names. The Lesbian lily is of white Stained through with blood, Swayed with the stream, a wayward light Upon the flood. The Spartan lily is of blue, With green leaves fresh ; Apol…
1905 · PDF PAGE 178
…otionless dark seas ; it seems As if some gentle spirit stiricel Their lazy brows with sume swift word. So, in the secret of the shrine, Night keeps them nestled ; so the gloom Laps them in waves as smooth as wine, As glowing as the fery womb Of some young tigress, dark as doom, And swift as sunrise. Love’s content Builds its own mystic monument, And carves above its vaulted tomb The Phoenix on her fery plume, To their own souls to testify Their kisses’ immortality. THE COURSE OF TRUE LOVE. O CRIMSON cheeks of love’s fierce fever ! O amber skin…
1905 · PDF PAGE 80
…Are all these ready for their hearth and altars To perish suddenly upon the field, Pavilioned with the little tents at noon, And ere the nightfall ten.ed with the dead, And every hollow made a sepulchre, And every hill a vantage ground whereon Hard-breathing fighting men get scanty sleep, Till the dawn lift his eyebrows, and the day Renew the battle? Will ye follow me Through slippery ways of blood to Ephraim To beat with sturdy swords unwearying Our foemen to their Ammon, and to grapple With red death clutching at the throat of us, With famine…
1907 · PDF PAGE 69
…e and cool Self centred. Woven ofa million lines There is a curve of licht, | A pure, ideal curve, single, that shines Amid the manifold night Of all the flowery dreams that build it up. So from the azure cup Of heaven inverted is the white wine poured, Stay, O thou vivid sword : Of soul, and cease, and be not! Through all eternity Let me be not, and this thing be! Unto me XV. O THE deep wells and springs of tears ! G the intenser rays of blue, I'leeting through gray unaltering spheres, Like skies beholden through the dew ! O pearls of light ! …
1905 · PDF PAGE 124
…rm of the gloaming, Yvonne! On the buds that blush bright as we meet In the mystical charm of the gloaming ! A tear for the stars of the night, And a smile for the avenue shady, A kiss for the eyelashes bright, And a blush tor the cheek of my lady, Yvonne ! A daugh for the moon and her spite, Anda blush for the cheek of my lady ! We'll tread where the daffodils shake And the primrose smiles up through her weeping, Where the daisies dip down to the lake, Where the wonderful thrushes are sleeping, ¥vonne ! By the marge of the maze of the brake Wh…
1905 · PDF PAGE 192
…ung in vain. Pale women fleet around, whose infinite Long sorrow and desire have torn their wombs, Whose empty fruitlessness assails the night With hollow repercussion, like dim tombs Wherein some vampire glooms. Pale women sister breast ; Lone sisterhood of voiceless melancholy That wanders in this Hell, desiring rest From that desire that dwells for ever free, Monstrous, a storm, a sea. sickening for some In that desire their hands are strained and wrung ; In that most infinite passion beats the blood, And bursting chants of amorous agony flu…
1906 · PDF PAGE 69
…ods afar Imperial destinies of war, Men see the haze and heat, and feel The sun’s rays like a shaft of steel, Seeing no sun; even so the night Clouds that deep miracle from sight : Until this destiny be done Tlangs the corona on the sun ; And I absorbed in those unclean Ghost-haunted veins of Messaline. CALIFORNIA. FORGED by God’s fingers in His furnace, Fate, My destiny drew near the glowing shore Where California hides her golden ore, [ler rubies and her beryls ; gross and great, Her varied fruits and flowers alike create Glories most unimagi…
1907 · PDF PAGE 154
…. AUTUMN. Full amber-bréasted light of harvest-moon, And sheaves of corn remembering the sun Laughing again for love of that caress When night is fallen, and the sleepy swoon Of warm waves lap the shoreland, one by one ; Forgetful kisses like a dream’s possess All the low-lying land, And, statelier than the swaying form Of some loud God, lifting the storm In his disastrous hand, Steps the sweet-voiced, the mellow motherhood Glad of the sun’s kiss, full of life, well wooed And won and brought to his bed, Proud of her rhythm in the lusty kiss, Tr…
1929 · PDF PAGE 59
…y find my socks stuffed tightly into my trousers' pockets, or my razor poised upon a mirror, when I realized that morning in the bowl of night had flung the stone that puts the stars to flight, and that the Hunter of the East had caught the Sultan's Turret in a noose of light. But in the second series of phenomena the faithful and intelligent animal had done far more than this, bringing into the house various objects from afar. It was evidently appreciated in the Beyond that a Poltergeist's reach should exceed his grasp. "One day, in the wonder…
1929 · PDF PAGE 25
… is something exciting and mysterious about it. In reality, people who boast of their ability to enjoy their third consecutive sleepless night have been known to pray their Maker for sudden death at least two hours before the occurrence of the first "phenomenon." To be asked to keep the attention unceasingly on things of not the slightest intrinsic interest or importance is absolutely maddening to anyone above the mental level of a limpet. "Observe how advantageously we are placed," whispered Cyril to Lisa as they took seats on the divan, towar…
1907 · PDF PAGE 117
… arise An endless spiral to the skies ! Stand on the weather-beaten coast A flaming angel in the noon ; A silver, fascinated ghost In midnight’s revel with the moon 3 In silent swoon be still ! the spoil Of years is thine, O Tower of Toil. Let day, a glowing vigour, male ; And night, a virgin bowed and curled, Stand at the foot; their ardours pale Systole and diastole of the world ! With life impearled (their eyes absorb) They visibly sustain the orb. Then let the tower in seven tiers Rise in its splendour marmorean, Unite the chill divided yea…