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…d. I sought not, yet did I find, For the wonderful thing occurred. Though I be blind, shall I gird Because I see not? The gods bind Mine eyes. But I heard! I heard! Shall it avail, O wind? ExpLicir OpuscuLum NONDUM FINIS
…d. I sought not, yet did I find, For the wonderful thing occurred. Though I be blind, shall I gird Because I see not? The gods bind Mine eyes. But I heard! I heard! Shall it avail, O wind? ExpLicir OpuscuLum NONDUM FINIS
…g friends, I cannot say how much My wisdom comprehends ; but these are words that touch Ones heart. Unbidden tears spring salty to mine eyes. Theres something that endears such common courtesies, When, as I see they are, the words are truly meant. I am the highest star in all the firmament : But this much I admit, my light is partly due Indeed, the most of itto you, dear friends, to you. I do not hesitate to say that, bar my wife. This is the very proudest day in all my life. [He raises his cup, and drinks. Heres health to you in turn ! Wh…
eyes, which became in a second as big as an orange; I broke one of my nails in breaking two of his teeth, and as I did not feel myself strong enough (for I was of a delicate constitu- tion, and had done very little boxing) to kill this old man quickly, I seized him by his coat- collar with one hand, and with other I caught his throat and began to knock his head vio- lently against a wall. I must confess that I had previously thrown a rapid glance around and made sure that in this deserted suburb I was for a sufficiently long time out of the ran…
…lieve in the Brothers?“ ”As I revel in the kisses of your mouth,” said the boy, crushing her face against his. A rich gladness filled her eyes, moist gladness; one might say the first gush of an artesian well amid the seas of sand. " Well,” quoth she, cheerful and brisk, to let the mask fall on her blushing soul, “ we have got through six dozen oysters and a devil of a lot of Burgundy. . . . I wonder if I am hungry! " She looked him between the eyes. "Hors d’oeuvresl” said Edgar. “I have a box for the Sam Hall fight" “ Oh do take me,” she panted. …
…lieve in the Brothers?“ ”As I revel in the kisses of your mouth,” said the boy, crushing her face against his. A rich gladness filled her eyes, moist gladness; one might say the first gush of an artesian well amid the seas of sand. " Well,” quoth she, cheerful and brisk, to let the mask fall on her blushing soul, “ we have got through six dozen oysters and a devil of a lot of Burgundy. . . . I wonder if I am hungry! " She looked him between the eyes. "Hors d’oeuvresl” said Edgar. “I have a box for the Sam Hall fight" “ Oh do take me,” she panted. …
Aelfrida Tillyard . Was all resistless borne. I oped my eyes . There were two doctors near, Resolute and grave . To myself I seemed No more myself but some strange battlefield , Whereon they fought against an unseen foe . I saw my mother ; and him whose love had made My life an ecstasy of joy and pain . Between these two an angel stood , all grey , With grey wings softer than a seamew 's breast And eyes all shrouded from the gaze of men . " Lo , this is Death ,” I mused , “ all robed in grey ." And still th' enchanted drowsy stream flowed on, B…
…or like a chime heard far off, heard from the snow. There was an icy quality in the note. “ Where are you ? " " I—I—” she broke off. His eyes lit with joy. “I am in the sand; I am buried to the waist in the sand. I see nothing but sand." His face {ell again. ”What is sand?” he asked. " Oh—just sand, you know. Leagues and leagues of sand; like a great bowl of sand." “ But what is sand ? " " Sand—oh! sand is God, I suppose." There was a patience and weariness in her voice, as of one who has suffered long and is at rest, or convalescent. “And who …
…or like a chime heard far off, heard from the snow. There was an icy quality in the note. “ Where are you ? " " I—I—” she broke off. His eyes lit with joy. “I am in the sand; I am buried to the waist in the sand. I see nothing but sand." His face {ell again. ”What is sand?” he asked. " Oh—just sand, you know. Leagues and leagues of sand; like a great bowl of sand." “ But what is sand ? " " Sand—oh! sand is God, I suppose." There was a patience and weariness in her voice, as of one who has suffered long and is at rest, or convalescent. “And who …
…ove with silence as we drowse ; Melt we our souls, hearts, senses in this shrine, Vague languor of arbutus and of pine ! Half-close your eyes, your arms upon your breast ; Banish for ever every interest ! The cradling breeze shall woo us, soft and sweet, Ruffling the waves of velvet at your feet. When solemn night of swart oaks shall prevail Voice our despair, musical nightingale !
…hat figure, feel the fascination. I understand that Hewhoever, whatever He may beis He for whom we all so long had waited. As I fix my eyes upon it, I become aware that its blackness against the light of the Star is only relative; and as I gain confidence in my sight, that darkness goes. The figure is a prism of pure crystalit is the distortion and interference with the Light it transmits which caused those phantoms of terror to dance their Witches' Sabbath on the moving miasma. And now I am drawn swiftly up by some invisible force; sucked b…
…e in a distant vision Rise as before me. Here (it seems) my feet by a tiny torrent Press the moss with a glad delight of being : Here my eyes look up to the riven mountain Split by the thunder. Rent and rifted, shattered of wind and lightning, Smitten, scarred, and stricken of sun and tempest,
…Whom in long exile men contemn : for they shall live.” Yea, they shall live ! The Celtic race ! Amen ! And I Give Praise, and close mine eyes, cover my face, and laugh— and die. 7
… FaTAL Force THE SUMMIT OF THE AMOROUS MOUNTAIN THE MOTHER AT THE SABBATH THE BRIDEGROOM . THE CoURSE OF TRUE LOVE MADONNA OF THE GOLDEN EYEs . CONVENTIONAL WICKEDNESS . Mors JANUA AMORIS SIDONIA THE SORCERESS THE WHORE IN HEAVEN THE LesBiaN HELL THE REAPER . . THE Lorp’s Day THE GROWTH OF Gop . Love’s WISDOM PAGE vil 30 66 67 70 73 75 79 80 84 85 9° 94 97 98 102
…ring was kept about the framework by a cordon of police. Just then the gates of the prison opened, and a little procession came out. All eyes were drawn instantly to its central figure, an old, old man whose jaw was dropped, and from whose throat issued a hoarse howling, utterly monotonous and inhuman. His eyes were starting from his head, and their expression was one not to be described. His arms were bound tightly to his sides. Two men were half supporting him, half pushing him. Save for his horrible cry, there was no sound. There was no move…
…m. 3. Let him then transfer the seat of his consciousness to that imagined figure; so that it may seem to him that he is seeing with its eyes, and hearing with its ears. This will usually be the great difficulty of the operation. 4. Let him then cause that imagined figure to rise in the air to a great height above the earth. 5. Let him then stop and look about him. (It is some- times difficult to open the eyes.) 6. Probably he will see figures approaching him, or become conscious of a landscape. Let him speak to such figures, and insist upon be…
…m. 3. Let him then transfer the seat of his consciousness to that imagined figure; so that it may seem to him that he is seeing with its eyes, and hearing with its ears. This will usually be the great difficulty of the operation. 4. Let him then cause that imagined figure to rise in the air to a great height above the earth. 5. Let him then stop and look about him. (It is some- times difficult to open the eyes.) 6. Probably he will see figures approaching him, or become conscious of a landscape. Let him speak to such figures, and insist upon be…
…me, Making in mine ears the noise of tumbling waters; But two voices I heard, and they spake one to the other: “Who stands with downcast eyes in the temple of our Lady?” And the answer: “ A wanderer from the world who hath sought the halls of silence; Yet knoweth he not the Bride of the Darkness, Her of the sable wings, and eyes of terrible blindness That see through the worlds and find nothing and nothing, Who would smite the worlds to peace, save that so she would perish, And cannot, for that she is a goddess silent and immortal, Utterly immo…
…me, Making in mine ears the noise of tumbling waters; But two voices I heard, and they spake one to the other: “Who stands with downcast eyes in the temple of our Lady?” And the answer: “ A wanderer from the world who hath sought the halls of silence; Yet knoweth he not the Bride of the Darkness, Her of the sable wings, and eyes of terrible blindness That see through the worlds and find nothing and nothing, Who would smite the worlds to peace, save that so she would perish, And cannot, for that she is a goddess silent and immortal, Utterly immo…
( 84) SIDONIA THE SORCERESS IDONIA the Sorceress! I revel in her amber skin, Dream in her eyes and die in her caress. She is for me the avatar of sin, Sidonia the Sorceress. The one unpardonable wickedness, Strange serpent-blasphemies, are curled within The heart of her Hell gives me to possess. Her hair is fastened with a dagger thin; A dead man’s heart is woven with each tress. I murdered Christ before my lips could win Sidonia the Sorceress.