Phrase search ignores case and repeated whitespace. All-words search finds whole words anywhere on the same page. OCR errors can affect results.
…ers, sleep, Soft and dreamless, sweet and deep, Sleep ! Sleep ! We will steal away Till the break of day. ARCHAIS In the arms of love at last Love is anchored fast, Firm beyond the rage of Heaven, safe beyond the ocean blast. CHARICLES In the arms of love close prest, And thy tender breast Pillows now my happy head ; softly breezes from the west Both Stir the ring-doves nest.
…nd to those who have fallen the bride will stretch her perfumed veil, and draw them to her. O ye people, clap your hands, and praise the last triumph of love! Death alone will remain dead, and hell alone will be consumed! O nations of Europe, to whom the East stretches forth its hands, unite and push back the northern bear! Let the last war bring the triumph of intelligence and love, let commerce interlace the arms of the world, and a new civilization, sprung from the armed Gospel, unite all the flocks of the earth under the crook of the:same s…
…nd to those who have fallen the bride will stretch her perfumed veil, and draw them to her. O ye people, clap your hands, and praise the last triumph of love! Death alone will remain dead, and hell alone will be consumed! O nations of Europe, to whom the East stretches forth its hands, unite and push back the northern bear! Let the last war bring the triumph of intelligence and love, let commerce interlace the arms of the world, and a new civilization, sprung from the armed Gospel, unite all the flocks of the earth under the crook of the:same s…
…beer. Now you have frightened the shy god! Crassus. Why heed? Between your—arms—is all the god I need. ALICIA. Prudish and coarse to the last. Now hush indeed! The stream kisses the lake. We near the shrine. Stir no snapped twig. Let your foot—even yours— Fall like a fawn's. Crassu ‘Your breath is like new wine. Aurcia, Hush now! no porpoise gambols! Crassus. How obscure’s The glimmer of the lake. Is that the isle? 36
…ustice , and replaced By Law most bountiful and maiden - faced And Mother - minded : passing the low bound Of Man's poor law we leapt at last and found Passion ; and passing the dim halls disgraced Found higher love and larger and more chaste , A calm sphinx waiting in secluded ground .' The first day of meeting he gazes on her , and wonders whether Fate had found at last a woman's love for him ; hopelessly he turns away and sinks the dream of his soul in despair and “ Kindled a corpse light and proclaimed ' The day '!” Thither I fled , busied …
“ ’TIS PITY—” —FORD. BLOW on the flame ! The charcoal’s vaporous fume Shall hide our shame ! Come, love, within the gloom ! For one last night, sweet sister, be the same ; Come, nestle with me in sweet Death’s hot womb ! Two sunny eyes ! And this is all my ruin ! Two gleaming thighs ! And all to my undoing ! Far-swelling curves in ivory rapture rise Warm and too white—bethink you of the wooing ! A kiss of fire ; A touch of passionate yearning Steals higher and higher— And kisses are returning ! The strong white grasp draws me still nigher and n…
…gold. The fifth was ruddy and fair of face; He held his tongue a space. The sixth was many-coloured, but He kept his lips well shut. The last was like a full great moon; He knew, but uttered not, his rune. Il. Now when the time was fully come The dying man was dumb, But with his failing hand did make A sign: my heart doth ache. At that the kingly man, the fourth, Rose up and spat against the North. Then made the dying man a sign: My head is running like strong wine. 92
…axon! Slay nor spare! O God ofJustice, hear us swear! 1 ‘The reader will kindly note such important changes of metre as occur in the two last verses of ‘‘ The Twins” and elsewhere. The careless might suppose that these do not scan; they do, following directly or by analogy a similar change in the Pali. The iron Saxon’s bloody hand Metes out his murder on the land. The light of Erin is forlorn. The country fades: the people mourn. Of land bereft, of right beguiled, Starved, tortured, murdered, or exiled; Of freedom robbed, of faith cajoled, In s…
…s he is in himself, is a rather similar person. Narjol is the Path-Treader, not a paraffin-purgative. 13. Before thou canst approach the last, O weaver of thy freedom, thou hast to master these Paramités of perfection —the virtues transcendental six and ten in number—along the weary Path. We now get back to the Paramitas, and this treatise is ap- parently silent with regard to them. Does any one regret it? It isn’t the Path that is weary: it is the Sermons on the way. 14. For, O Disciple! before thou wert made fit to meet thy Teacher face to fa…
THE EQUINOX night, and at sunrise. And if he be able, he shall pray also four times between sunrise and sunset. The prayer shall last for the space of an hour, at the least, and he shall seek ever to extend it, and to inflame himself in praying. Thus shall he invoke his Holy Guardian Angel for eleven weeks, and in any case he shall pray seven times daily during the last week of the eleven weeks. And during all this time he shall have composed an invo- cation suitable, with such wisdom and understanding as may be given him from the Crown, and th…
…er in my teeth, dropped from the edge, landed lightly beside the corpse. She was quite dead, the skull broken in, the teeth exposed in a last snarl. She lay on her back; I opened the coat, turned her over. The gruesome task was nearly finished when the door of the house opened, and an old man, his face scarred, one lip cut half away in some old brawl, so that he grinned horribly and askew, rushed out at me, a rapier in his hand. My stiletto, though long beyond the ordinary, was useless against a tool of such superior reach. “A last wrench gave …
…er in my teeth, dropped from the edge, landed lightly beside the corpse. She was quite dead, the skull broken in, the teeth exposed in a last snarl. She lay on her back; I opened the coat, turned her over. The gruesome task was nearly finished when the door of the house opened, and an old man, his face scarred, one lip cut half away in some old brawl, so that he grinned horribly and askew, rushed out at me, a rapier in his hand. My stiletto, though long beyond the ordinary, was useless against a tool of such superior reach. “A last wrench gave …
76 A PAEAN IN THE SPRINGTIDE This is our trust and our joy—beyond death we look on to the far light Flaming from hell our last home, this is the key of our might. Come, fiery birds of a clime we know not, and sing us your paean ; Triumph of gods that are known secretly, not by a name, Gods whose implacable feet have trampled the god Galilean, Cast though they be into hell, given to death and to shame. Heaven and hell has striven in war, Sappho and Hylas, with Christ and Jah ; We are of those, though they lose their power, Never shall fade their…
…s : behold How breath must fail and muscle ache Before he reach the icy fold That Palamede the Saracen Within its hermitage may hold. At last he cometh to a den Perched high upon the savage scaur, Remote from every haunt of men, From every haunt of life afar. There doth he find Sir Palamede Sitting as steadfast as a star. Scarcely he knew the knight indeed, For he was compassed in a beard White as the streams of snow that feed The lake of Gods and men revered That sitteth upon Caucasus. So muttered he a darkling weird,
THE SEVEN PORTALS 92. Not so when he hath crossed and won the Aryahata Path. : From here to verse 95 is description of this last Path which leads to the last Gate. 93. There Kleshais destroyed for ever, Tanhd@’s roots torn out. But stay, Disciple . . . Yet one word. Canst thou de- stroy divine COMPASSION? Compassion is no attribute. It is the Law of LAWS—eternal Harmony, Alaya’s SELF; a shoreless universal essence, the light of everlasting Right, and fitness of all things, the law of Love eternal. Here again is apparently a serious difficulty. …
…indow. Clear starry night, no moon. Chamber furnished with books, alchemic instruments, etc. He gazes some minutes, sighs deeply, but at last speaks. Ph. The world moves not. I gaze upon the abyss, Look down into the black unfathomed vault Of Starland and behold—myself. The sea To give a sense of motion or of sound Washes the wall of this grey tower in vain ; 12
…oud and long. Struck with confusion, forth he fares, takes ship To utmost Ind and far-off Serendip. Full forty years he there abides: at last, Rich and respected, he contemns the past :— ‘* If I declare myself, there ’s hope, I wot, Hassan ’s remembered, and his fault forgot !—” Determines to revisit home. Sweet airs Accomplishing the voyage, he repairs Unto the barber. ‘‘Tell me of the state! Haroun still holds the royal Caliphate?” 14
…y cook keeps razor-sharp for salted swine. Nine thousand cuts, nine hundred cuts, And ninety cuts and nine Cut exquisitely fine, And the last slash in your guts If by an hair’s breadth your recital Obscure the true, omit the vital ! ALEXANDER Out springs the screw. Ho ! the mannikin slim and sprightly
…t across over de vaves!” —Since this now becomes public property there probably will be a slump in turbines! It was towards the close of last October, when I received from a friend of mine—also a so-called disciple—a letter in which he wrote: “ There was a devil of a row at 60 last night. M: pressed me to come to his weekly entertainments; so I 288
…t across over de vaves!” —Since this now becomes public property there probably will be a slump in turbines! It was towards the close of last October, when I received from a friend of mine—also a so-called disciple—a letter in which he wrote: “ There was a devil of a row at 60 last night. M: pressed me to come to his weekly entertainments; so I 288