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6 THE STAR AND THE GARTER There is the night : unseen I stand And look to seaward still : We would not look upon the land Again, had I my will. The ship is trim: to sea! to sea! Take life in either hand, Crush out its wine for you and me, And drink, and understand ! XI. I AM a pretty advocate ! My speech has served me ill. Perchance Silence had served : you now look straight On that clear evidence of France, The embroidered garter yonder, Wait! I had some confidence in fate Ere I spoke thus. For while I spoke The old smile, surely helpless, bro…
1929 · PDF PAGE 83
…y's dog nose! And now they bring in Simon Iff. Oh, it s too much! We've even lost their trail. Ten to one they're safe in their Abbey to-night. Be off! No, wait for me here; I'll bring back orders. And while I'm gone, get that son of yours here — he's got more sense than you. We'll have to trace Grey somehow — and astral watchers won't do the trick when Simon Iff's about." Balloch rose to his feet, buttoned his coat around him, put on a tall silk hat, and was gone without wasting another word upon his subordinate. The Turk would have given his …
1906 · PDF PAGE 35
…ert desolate, the air inane; Fallen, O fallen to eternity ! I, who have looked upon the Lord of Light ; I, Iam Nothing, and dissolved in Night ! (THE SPIRIT OF GOD, DESCENDING, ASSUMETH HER INTO THE GLORY OF Gon.) VENUS. Written in the temple of the L.I.L.,1 No. 9, Central America. MISTRESS and maiden and mother, im- mutable mutable soul! Love, shalt thou turn to another? I give thee the whole ! Light, shalt thou flicker or darken? Thou and thy lover are met. Bend from thy heaven and hearken! Life, Surely Surely my songs are gone down as leaves…
1919 · PDF PAGE 305
…e “distinguished Bengali doctor of medicine,” who needed to finish his rice. It was nine o’clock before we got off. It was a wild, windy night, 291
1907 · PDF PAGE 148
…ight? Tuned without fingers, the wild woods lift high The wordless chant, the murmurous melody, The song that dwells like moon-enkindled night. We draw from low palm groves and cedar hills, From stern grey slumbers, for thy music fills All earth with unimaginable delight. Have we not brought the leaves dew- diamonded, The buds fresh-gleaming, star-blossoms, and shed Our scent and colour and song around thy sacred head ? We that are flowers are kindled in thy praise, Even as thy song shed lustre and swift rays, Darting to brighten and open the f…
1905 · PDF PAGE 177
…old Of moving limbs and strange caresses, And deadly passion that possesses The magic ecstasy of these Mad maidens, tender as blue seas. Night spreads her yearning pinions ; The baffled day sinks blind to sleep ; The evening breeze outswoons the sun’s Dead kisses to the swooning deep. Upsoars the moon ; the flashing steep Of Heaven is fragrant for her feet ; The perfume of the grove is sweet As slumbering women furtive creep To bosoms where small kisses weep, And find in fervent dreams the kiss Most memoried of Artemis. Impenetrable pleasure di…
1906 · PDF PAGE 18
I2 ORACLES Far from sun, sea, and spring, from love or light, Imbedded in impenetrable night ; Deeper than ocean, higher than the sky, Vaster than petty loves that dream and die, Insatiate, angry, terrible for lust, Who shrivel God to adamantine dust By our fierce gaze upon him, who would strive Under our wrath, to flee away, to dive Into the deep recesses of his heaven. But we, one joy, one love, one shame for leaven, Quit hope and life, quit fear and death and love, Implacable as God, desired above All loves of hell or heaven, supremely wed, …
1906 · PDF PAGE 56
50 ORACLES About each root, a grave, where Hell en- tombed A vampire till the night broke sepulchre And all its phantoms desperate and doomed Began to gather flesh, to breathe, to stir. Such was the path, yet hard should find the work Glamour, to weave her web of gossamer Over such eyesight as the Earl’s for murk. He had watched for larve by the midnight roads, The stake-transpiercéd corpse, the caves where lurk The demon spiders, and the shapeless toads Fed by their lovers duly on the draught That bloats and blisters, blackens and cor- rodes. …
1907 · PDF PAGE 206
200 ORPHEUS Drench the mute mind grown dim With quietude ! Fix thy sharp lightnings. in my night ! spirit free ! Mix with my breath and life and name thy mood And self of Thee. [HERMES appears: ORPHEUS departs. My The magical task and the labour is ended; The toils are unwoven, the battle is done ; My lover comes back to my arms, to the splendid Abyss of the air and abode of the sun. The sword be assuaged, and the bow be un- bended ! The labour is past, and the victory won. The arrows of song through [fell cease to hurtle. Away to the passionat…
1919 · PDF PAGE 177
…ith Hate, anyway? From beyond the Abyss, they look as like each other as two new pennies. You really mean “Reflections on Love”: “Jones’ Night Thoughts”: “Idle thoughts of an idle fel- low.” It’s a soul-destroying, mind-fuddling practice. If indulged in, it will absolutely ruin all power of concentration. Now here is your Examination for the Grade of Zelator.? (a) Go through a door on which is engraved this figure X and explain the figure in detail by means of your visions. (b) Invoke Mercury and Hod, and travel till you meet 4 zl the Unicorn m…
1905 · PDF PAGE 137
…ck to me The vengeful murmur of the sky; All heaven and earth on me attend To prophesy the tyrant’s end. The-gates are closed because of night Whose heavy breath iafects the air5 The dog-star gleams, a devilish light : I thought I saw behind me glare The eyes of fiends. IT thought I heard An evil laugh, a mocking word. The gates swing open at the Name, Without a warder roused from sleep; I pass, with face of burning flame, That is not quenched, although I weep. (For even my tears are tears of fire, For loathing, madness, and desire.) Ah God ! t…
1929 · PDF PAGE 93
…lize the identity of interests. {169} I became aware of my feeling on this point quite suddenly. The impression is the more intense. One night there had been a regular rag. I forget what about, but we built a big bonfire in the middle of the market place and otherwise spread ourselves. Things began with no definite pulse of passion discernible, but as the evening advanced, we found ourselves somehow or other at odds
1905 · PDF PAGE 62
…Though death be the stain on our roses, The roses of heaven are white ; Though day on the world of us closes The stars only dream of the night As of music that roars and reposes and dies in delight. Dead stars in the season of sighing, Lost worlds of unspeakable pain, White winds in the winter-tide dying, Or pestilence risen from rain ; So thoughts are that perish for lying and rise not again. Blue waves in the summer uncrested, New homes for the fair and the free, Bright breezes in forest-leaves nested, Sweet birds in the flowering tree ; So t…
1905 · PDF PAGE 146
…wakes. With maddening hoofs, ye coursers of the sun, Spurn the reverberant air and paw the day, Make east and west indissolubly one, And night fall beaten, for its day is spun, And bid light gird its sword to thigh, dis- play ) The shield of heaven’s blue, and call the deep To watch the warrior sleep Of two fast friends that wake only if brave men weep. Wake, western land so fair, and this shall be! Speak and accomplish, let no ardour slip, A sullen hound, and be brought shamefully Back, and resurge the tremor of the sea, And spoil a perfect ki…
1905 · PDF PAGE 186
… 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 die ; delirium abates By some good chance her terror in its season. Iler ravings picture the cessation of Such life as she had known: her mind conceives A God of Mercy, Happiness, and Love ; Reverses life and fact : and so believes. of S…
1905 · PDF PAGE 16
…stic overture To Love’s transcendant throes. Tle ceased : but out of [leaven no sound ol might, No tongue of flame gave answer. Still as night, Silence and sunlight, stream and mead, pos- sessed The whole wide world. The maid’s re- luctant breast Heaved with soft passion nowise under- stood, and her pulse quickened. quiet wood Iler answer rang: ‘‘ My voice with thine shall break The woodland stillness, for the fountain’s sake. I'll sing thee—I.amia! mother, I obey !” In vain the desperate boy pursued the way With awful eyes ; no bruiséd flower …
1905 · PDF PAGE 225
… of those awful eyes, The flaming void, the godhead of the light, The abyss of these unfathomable skies, Exhaust my being ; I desire the night. Lo! I have written all the destinies Thy spirit bade me write. The noise of rushing water! And the sound Of tenfold thunder! Mighty a flame of fire Roars downward: asa maiden from a swound My spirit answers to its own desire. My feet are firm again upon the ground— Vea! but my head is higher. My face is shining with the fire of heaven. I move among my fellows as a ghost. With thought for bread and memor…
1907 · PDF PAGE 46
…a !? Ay, my lord, were it true, your liar’s lore, (Oh blasphemy !) were my young love an whore, 1 Possibly the Hippolyta in ‘‘ Midsummer Night’s Dream.” An hag of sixty ; I were greater so. He who doth know And fears and hates, Is not as he who cares not, but creates A royal crown from an old bonnet string, A maiden from a strumpet: that is to be like God, Who from all matter, Crusts shed off putrefaction, shakes a wing And flies; bids flowers spring from the dull black sod, Is not the scientist to shatter Beauty by dint of microscope, But wake…
1905 · PDF PAGE 48
…e them weak ; So, on the journey, in the hottest fight I would be found by Death, whose palace bleak Should be a resting-place until the night Broke, and I met my God, and stood within His sight. Only my brain grows feebler with the toil, And clearer runs the river I forsook ; Now in clear pools its myriad fountains boil, Now there runs singing to its breast a brook ; Now it flows gently to a little nook Where I once rested—Ah! I clench my hand And turn away with yet undaunted look, Setting my face toward the distant land That must lie sumewher…
1907 · PDF PAGE 195
…he 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 ceaseless is the eternal war, And victory stedfast set against the Sun. Yet we perceive afar Even in Hades, at the end, not now, Some light upon his brow, Some comfort in the sea, some refuge in the …