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106 MYSTERIES: LYRICAL AND DRAMATIC Crowned over life, and conqueror of death, The godhood that was Christ of Nazareth— Who of all men, that will not gird his brand And purge from priestcraft the uxorious land? Christ, who lived, died, and lived, that man might be Tameless and tranquil as the summer sea, That laughs with love of the broad skies of noon, And dreams of lazy kissings of the moon, But listens for the summons of the wind, Shakes its white mane, and hurls its fury blind Against oppression, gathers its steep side, Rears as a springing…
1906 · PDF PAGE 59
…ion, a mockery mute of the world. As it spread over sky I mapped it fair on a sheet of blue air with a hurricane pen. I copy it here for men. First on the ghostly adytum of pale mist that was the abyss of time and space (the stars all blotted out, poor faded nenuphars on the storm-sea of the infinite :) I wist a shapeless figure arise and cover all, its cloak an ancient pall, vaster and older than the skies of night, and blacker than all broken’ years—aye! but it grew and held me in its grasp so that _ 1 If this poem be repeatedly read through,…
1907 · PDF PAGE 112
…ess embryos Who seek to live? Yes, God is wise Enough to set a snare for lies As well as truths. The soul content On earth in his own element Will be content from flesh released. But he who strives to be a beast Or strives to be a god; would gain Long bliss for a few hours of pain, Or struggles for no matter what, Continues. I would rather not. Vv. That puzzle’s grief I did not share Because on earth J did not care. I met a grave philosopher— *Had sought most nobly not to err Probing God’s Nature. See his lobes Swell with hell’s torment! Still …
1905 · PDF PAGE 217
… When, like a bad dream changing, swiftly grows A new soul's joy, a fuller-petalled rose. Many the spirits broken for one man ; Many the men that perish to create One God the more ; many the weary and wan Old Gods that die to constitute a Fate: Flow many Fates then, think you, must control The stainless aspiration of the soul? 1 See the ‘48 Calls or Keys” of Dr. Dee, from which this is quoted.
1907 · PDF PAGE 98
…ut of hell. VII. This is the circle ; as the manhood rises And laughter and rude rhyme engage my pen; As I stalk forth, a Man among mere men, The balance changes ; all my wit surprises That I who saw the goblins in your face, That I who cursed you for the murderous whore Licking up life as a cat laps its milk, Now see you for a dream of youth and grace, Relume the magic aura that begirt you, Bless you for purity and life—a store ! An ever-running fountain-head of virtue To heal my soul and buckler it and harden ! Your body is like ivory and sil…
1905 · PDF PAGE 103
…orld, And lap the sand, with quietest complaint Borne on the wings of dying breezes up, To where we make toward the wooded top Of yonder menacing hill. The night is fallen Starless and moonless, black beyond belief, Tremendous, only just the ripple keeps Our souls from perishing in the inane, With music borrowed from the soul of God. We twain go thither, knowing no desire To lead us 3 but some strong necessity Urges, as lightning thunder, our slow steps Upward. For on the pleasant meadow-land That slopes to sunny bays, and limpid seas (That bre…
1939 · PDF PAGE 36
…stop its malignant operations. By the time this cycle has become customary, you are able to recognise instinctively the arrival of the moment when you can throw yourself suddenly into the mental act of concentration. In other words, by Asana and Pranayama you have worked yourself into a position where you are free, if only for a few seconds, to attempt actual Yoga processes, which you have previously been prevented from attempting by the distracting activities of the respiratory and muscular systems. 24. And so? Yes. Pranayama may be described …
1905 · PDF PAGE 259
… balanced in the sphere. The waters wide Glow on the bosom of fixed earth ; and Need, The Lady of Beginning, also was. Thus was the firmament a vital glass, The waters as the vessel of the soul ; Thus earth, the mystic basis of the whole, Was smitten through with fire, as chrysopras, Blending, uniting, and dividing it, Volcanic, airy, and celestial. T rose wiuun the elemental ball, And lo! the Ancient One of Days did sit ! His head and hair were white as wool, His eyes A flaming fire: and from the splendid mouth Flashed the Eternal Sword ! 1 Lo…
1905 · PDF PAGE 24
…y shade Lowered o’er their top, nor any light be- trayed The horror of their core. Despairing then Of nature’s prophets, and of gods and men, She cast her arms wide open to the sky, Cried loud, and wept, and girt herself to die. It was a pinnacle of ivory Whereon she stood, the loftiest of three fangs Thrust up by magic, in the direst pangs Of Earth, when Earth was yet a whirling cloud Of fire and adamant, a ceaseless crowd Of rushing atoms roaring into space, Driven by demons from before the Face. And these gleamed white, while Flelios lit the…
1905 · PDF PAGE 29
… power of Zeus, made weak for love, Found its Jast limit, and, releasing her, Prayed for her grace, a raptured worshipper, Where but a moment earlier had he striven A sacrilegious robber. And all heaven Seemed open to his eyes as she looked down Into their love, half smiling, with a frown Coquetting with her forehead. Then a change, Angry and wonderful, began to range Over her cheeks ; she bitterly began : ‘“*T will not yield to thee—a mortal man Alone shall know my love. No God shall come From his high place and far immortal home To bend my wi…
1906 · PDF PAGE 34
…n my heart—and then I licked my lips: the tigress tasted blood. My changéd features—wash them in the flood Of murder! This is power over men And angels. I will lift the twisted rod, And make my power as the power of God ! I made my beauty as it was before. I learned strange secrets; by my love and skill I bent creation to my wanded will. I tuned the stars, I bound the bitter shore Beyond the Pleiads: until the Universe Moved at my mantra?: Heaven and Hell obeyed ; | Creation at my orders stayed or swayed. ‘* Take back,” I cried, ‘‘ the mockery …
1929 · PDF PAGE 438
…y fire from heaven? Sir, begone! You are not a Mason at all! As all the world knows, the people in Z--- are atheists and live with other men's wives." I thought this a little hard on my Reverend Father in God, my proposer; and I noted that, of course, every single English or American visitor to our Lodge in Z--- stood in peril of instant and irrevocable expulsion on detection. So I said nothing, but walked to another room in Freemasons' Hall over his head, and took my seat as a Past Master in one of the oldest and most eminent Lodges in London!…
1907 · PDF PAGE 17
…r and stem? Carbon we know, and nitrogen, And oxygen—are these a rose? But this though everybody knows, That this should be the same for men They know not. Death may decompose, Reduce to primal hyle perchance— I shall not do it in advance! So let the accidental fact That these are women, fall away To black oblivion: be the pact Concluded firm enough to-day, Not thus to err. So you are not In essence or in function one With these, the unpardonable blot On knighthood’s shield, the sombre spot Seen on the photosphere of sun. XXIII. ‘*Nay! that wer…
1905 · PDF PAGE 55
…f the morn- ing Stands there a tower by the sea un- shaken by wave and by wind ; Lightning assails, and the sea breaks-vain on the battlements, scorning Even to fling back the foam shattered before and behind ; Save for one window its height rears up unbroken and blind. tere may a man gaze out to the night by the stars of it stricken, Out to the blind black air that the lightning divides, and is dumb; Ifere, and look back in the tower’ where pallid shades murmur and quicken : Low laughs leap in the silence, sink to a sigh ere there come, Far fr…
1919 · PDF PAGE 299
…s have been given to them out of kindness towards their prey! You would think it was impossible for any one to miss the point of the argument that nature is cruel. The fact is that Mr. Bishop’s ideas of kindness are a little crude, like his ideas of writing a book. This is not really a book at all. It’s mere scissors and paste. Its main argument is that as two men of science have differed on some minute de- tail of theory, there is no value in science. He does not in the least understand the subject on which he is writing. He does not understan…
1905 · PDF PAGE 25
…le chain Of too great passion, and a mortal pain Beyond belief, and so in sudden waves Tears welled impatient from their crystal caves. (Men say those barren pinnacles are set Since then with jewels ; the white violet Was born of those pure tears; the snowdrop grew Where wakening hope her agonyshot through, And where the Queen of Love had touched her tears, The new-born lily evermore appears.) So Cypris comforts her with tender words That pierce her bosom, like dividing swords, With hopes and loves requickened, and her breath Grew calm as worsh…
1905 · PDF PAGE 72
…, till the seat Of Hell was shaken to its deep, and herded Hosts of the tyrant trembled, faltered, fled, When none pursued but curses of men dead :— See, from the Calvary of the Son of Man,} Where all the hopes of France were trodden under ; See, from the crucifixion of Sedan Thy thought the lightning, and thy word the thunder ! See her supreme, kingly, republican, New France arisen, with her heart in sunder— Yet throned in Heaven on ever-burning wheels, Freedom resurgent, sealed with seven seals. 1 Napoleon III. VO}... 1. The seal of Reason, m…
1905 · PDF PAGE 207
…e, grew that master-sound Into the rent and agonized profound, Till even the Highest heard me: and Hesaid, As one who speaks alone among men dead: ‘* Behold, he rules as I the abyss of flame. Forlo! heknoweth, and hath said, My Name!” THE EVOCATION. FRoM the abyss, the horrible lone world Of agony, more sharp than moonbeams strike The shaken glacier, my cry is hurled, As the avenger lightning. Swiftly whirled, It flings in circles closing serpent-like On the abominable devil-horde I summon to the mastery of the sword. In my white palace, where …
1906 · PDF PAGE 49
“SABBE PI DUKKHAM” 43 In shapes not seen of men, abiding ever Above the lonely river Aloft: no more I saw than this, The shadowy bending to the first sweet kiss That surely could not end, though earth should end. Therefore my shut eyes blend With sleep’s own secret eyes and eyelashes, Long and deep ecstasies, Knowing as now I know—at last—how this Foreshadows my own bliss Of falling into death when life is tired. For of all things desired Not one as death is so desirable, Seeing all sorrows pass, all joys endure, All lessons last. Not heaven an…
1905 · PDF PAGE 17
… have planted Paler roses, warmer grapes, Ere the maiden breasts have panted, And the sunny shapes F lit around to bless the hour, Comes men know not what false flower : Ere the cup is drained, the wine Grows unsweet, that was divine. All the subtle airs are proven False at dewfall, at the dawn Sin and sorrow, interwoven, Like a veil are drawn Over love and all delight; Grey desires invade the white. Love and life are but a span ; Woe is me! and woe is man! The sound stood trembling in the forest dim Lingering a little, yet there taketh him A s…