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…eath, Eager as any one that travaileth ; So in our lust, the monstrous burden borne Heavy within the womb, we wait the morn Of its fulfilment. Thus eternity Wheels vain wings round us, who may never die But cling as hard as serpent’s wedlock is, One writhing glory, an immortal kiss. - THE BLOOD-LOTUS. THE ashen sky, too sick for sleep, makes my face grey ; my senses swoon. Here, in the glamour of the moon, will not| some pitying godhead weep For cold grey anguish of her eyes, that look to God, and look in vain, For death, the anodyne of pain, f…
1904 · PDF PAGE 109
…of Thomas Henry Huxley.) I. THE purpose of this essay is to draw a strict comparison between the modern scien- tific conceptions of Phenomena and their explanation, where such exis ts, and the ancient ideas of the Buddhists; to show that Buddhism, alike in theory and practice, is a scientific religion; a logical superstructure on a basis of experimentally verifiable truth ; and that its method is identical with that of science. W e m ust resolutely exclude the accidental features of both, es pecially of Buddhism; and unfortunately in both cases…
1907 · PDF PAGE 190
…ong The whole domain of deeply-seated law, Taunch thunders not Olympic at the strong Bars of the Order backed with strength and awe That men call Will of Zeus: the after scheme And primal fate and most primordial plan Shaped from the earth’s first protoplasmic dream Up to the last great mischief that is man. All this I challenge: that the suns and stars Work in due order and procession meet Without caprice in viewless, changeless bars, Nor self-determinate in their wingless feet. All nature and all consciousness and thought He hath thrown asund…
1906 · PDF PAGE 137
…rvants of Maurya. Blessed be the Stones of the House. Blessed be the Tree of the House. Blessed be the Food of the House. Blessed be the Men of the House. Blessed be all the Universe for their sakes. The Blessing of Maurya. [A short szlence. [MAURYA goes back and lays her crown and robes on the throne. She is now dressed in wonderful close-fitting crimson stlk, trimmed with ermine. Her bronze-gold hair 2s cotled wonderfully about her head. She comes down stage to CRIOSDA, who rises on one knee and takes her thereon. She removes his ‘helmet and …
1907 · PDF PAGE 9
…ride ! Among the stars, ride on! ride on! (Then, maybe, bid the boy begone !) V. I Am a boy inthis. Alas! Look round on all the world of men ! The boys are oft of genus ‘‘ ass.” Think yourself lucky, lady, then, If I at least am boy. You laugh? Not you! Is this love’s epitaph, God’s worm erect on Herod’s throne? ‘* Ah, if I only had not known!” All wrong, belovéd! Truth be ours, The one white flower (of all the flowers) You ever cared for! Ignorance May set its puppets up to dance; We know who pulls the strings. No sage ; A man unwashed, the be…
1906 · PDF PAGE 8
… age of fifteen, and still unsur- passed) while in bed with measles at Ton- bridge in Kent, FLOATING in the summer air, What is that for men to see? Anywhere and everywhere, Now a bullet, now a tree— Till we all begin to swear : What the devil can it be? See its disproportioned head, Tiny trunk and limbs lopped bare, Hydrocephalus the dread With a surgeon chopping there ; Chopping legs and arms all red With the sticky lumps of hair. Like a man in this complaint Floats this creature in the sky, Till the gaping rustics faint And the smirking milk…
1907 · PDF PAGE 85
THE SIRE DE MALETROIT’S DOOR 79 to have your interesting relics kicking their heels from my battlements [jerks Azs thumod toward the window), if I cannot wipe out the dishonour, I shall at least stop the scandal. DENYS. Frankly, sir, I think your troubles must have turned your brain; there are other ways of settling such imbroglios among gentlemen. ALAIN. Alas, sir! Tam old. When I was younger I should have been delighted to honour you ; but Iam the sole male member of my ancient house. Faithful retainers are the sinews of age, and I were a foo…
1929 · PDF PAGE 93
…is so, sir." "I have a letter from him, which I propose to read to you." "Thank you, sir." The tutor read through the letter, made no comment, asked no questions. He tore it slowly in pieces and threw them into the fire. "May I hope that you will be with us at breakfast tomorrow?" "Thank you, sir." "Good morning, Mr. Wilkinson." "Good morning, sir." I confess that it seems to me that the method of Oxford in such matters errs in two different directions. On the one hand, the undergraduate is treated as an irresponsible infant, to be dragooned in…
1905 · PDF PAGE 186
…last the anguish-vomit of despair, The growth of reason—and its pangs abate No whit: the knife replaces the arm bare. Fear grows, and torment; and distracted pain Mist from sheer agony some respite find ; When some half-maddened miserable brain Projects a God in his detesting mind. A God who made him—to the core all evil, In his own image—and a God of Terror ; A vast foul nightmare, an impending devil ; Compact of darkness, infamy, and error. Some bestial woman, beaten by her mates, In utter fear broke down the bar reason 3 Shrieked, crawled to…
1905 · PDF PAGE 48
…nted look, Setting my face toward the distant land That must lie sumewhere far beyond this world of sand. About me are the bones of many men Who turned to God their rapt adoring eyes, And cast away the love within their ken For this vague treasure-house beyond the skies— Whither I turn, like a dumb beast that dies, A wistful look, and breathe a dumb com- plaint. Lo! they have cast away the mask of lies And not found Truth. saint Whose skeleton lies here because his soul did faint ! So he would be a
1905 · PDF PAGE 112
…as your lie—our heel its head Bruises, that bruised us once; the snake is dead. Who of mankind that honours man discerns That man of all men, whose high spirit burns,
1907 · PDF PAGE 195
…gathered close The darkness and the death-wind and the snows On us on whom the sun of air once shone. What souls are left alive Vainly lament and strive, For they. shall join the dead of utmost eld; The concourse mystical Who see the seasons fall Shall soon behold what all we have beheld :— The accursed stream, the intolerable veil Of night and death and hell, disastrous woof Of anguish overproof That fruitless wills assail Ever in vain: good fortune stands aloof And all kind gods : we, taking up the tale Of dead men past and done, Declare that…
1919 · PDF PAGE 258
THE EQUINOX right that men should circumscribe his liberty by isolating him from his fellows? Another holds back land or some other necessity from the common use; is he to be compelled to surrender it? Such cases of difficulty involve deep philo- sophical principles; and the Areopagus of the Eighth Degree is charged with the duty of resolving them in accordance with the great principles of the Order. “Before the face of the Areopagus stands an independent Parliament of the Guilds. Within the Order, irrespective of grade, the members of each cra…
1905 · PDF PAGE 204
…f some unformulated thought, the fame And smoke of mighty pillars ; yet my mind Is clouded with the horror of this same Path of the wise men: for my soul is blind Yet: and the foemen I have never feared I could not see (if such should cross the way), And therefore Iam strange: my soul is seared With desolation of the blinding day I have come out from: yes, that fearful light Was not the Sun: my life has been the death, This death may be the life: my spirit sight Knows that at last, at least. My doubtful breath Is breathing in a nobler air; I kn…
1905 · PDF PAGE 49
…e, Lest its ripe glades of fruit waft up their scent, And draw me to them, what time heavens pour Brimstone and fire from out the firma- ment, And all my substance in its fall be spent ; Lest I lie there beneath a barren sea Forgotten of high God, until there went The final trumpet of the dead, who flee Vainly that fearful blast of judgment. is me! Woe My feet, in spite of me, in circles bend ; I meet my own tracks often, all in vain I seek some tower or cliff to make an end,! I find no object on the distant plain ; Misty distortions crowd upon…
1905 · PDF PAGE 54
… spring forth On their wild chargers of the icy North To quench the holy lamp. His spirit and his life within him quail, And all the armaments of sin assail With deadly tramp - And swordless fury. Ilell devours and tears The heart of any a man, whom heavenly airs Shield and lead on afar, Where beyond storm and passion is the sky, And where the sacred hand of the Most High Holds out a star. Ife stands amid the storm, a mighty rock ; His long hair blows about, the demons mock I]Jis entry to their kingdom, and despair. Groans in the blackness, inf…
1905 · PDF PAGE 165
… span Of three most innocent and pleasant lives. So terrible a happening dives Swift from God’s hand to the abyss of hell, And in its torment thrives, Gathering curses from the darkest cave, Calling corruption from the grave To form one shape of aspect multiple Divided in its single spell ; One spectre smooth and suave, More horrible than any fear or active doom, Beckoning with its lewd malignant finger, Beckoning, beckoning, to no pious tomb Where pitiable memory might linger. A creeping, living horror hems me in, A masterpiece of sin! Even my…
1906 · PDF PAGE 28
…and O Lord of Light ! All hail to I see the Darkness fall as lightning falls ! I watch the Ages like a torrent roll Past Me: and as a garment I shake off The clinging skirts of Time. My place is fixed In the abyss beyond all Stars and Suns. I AM, the Resurrection and the Life ! Holy art Thou, Lord of the Universe ! Holy art Thou, whom Nature hath not formed ! Holy art Thou, the Vast and Mighty One! O Lord of Darkness and O Lord of Light ! ORACLES HYMN TO APOLLO. Written in the Temple of Apollo. Gop of the golden face and fiery forehead ! Lord o…
1907 · PDF PAGE 13
…Law maketh hearts ache, ‘Who eateth shall not have his cake.’’) If XIV. AccEpr measIam! I give All you can take. If you dislike Some fragments of the life I live, They are not yours: I scorn to strike One sword-swift pang against your peace. See! T’mamountaineer. Release That spirit from your bonds: or come With me upon the mountains, cease This dull round, this addition sum Of follies we call France: indeed Cipher! And if at times I need The golden dawn upon the Alps, The gorges of Himalayan rock, The grey and ancient hills, the scalps Of hoar…
1905 · PDF PAGE 50
…unite Our ways diverging, and make one again The deathless love that burns a beacon bright On the black deeps, the irremeable main, That men must launch on, the exalted plain Of Life. We sever, and our tears are few, Knowing perchance beyond the moment’s pain We shall regather where the skies are blue, And live and love for aye, pure, passionate, and true. Also before my eyes there gleams from Tleaven The likeness ofa Man in glory set ; The sun is blotted, and the skies are riven— A God flames forth my spirit to beget ; And where my body and hi…