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Page 13 of 1961906 · PDF PAGE 89
THE FORTY-SEVENTH DAY 83 But born of strings intangible, of spheres Shaken of love, a mightier music’s might Frailer to sound than dewfall is to sight ! Wake, O sweet soul incorporate of tears! Or else dream on and let no tears begem Love’s crown of thorns, ensanguine diadem, But let pale kisses blossom, starry shrine Of lips most deathlike, that endure divine _ Past sleep’s, or parting’s, or death’s spoil of them In the pomegranate walks of Proser- pine !! THE FORTY-FIFTH DAY. ‘Peace, fool! I have not done.” Troilus and Cressida, THovu knowest…
1954 · PDF PAGE 154
…ch an ecstasy of anguish racks me that I cannot give it voice, yet I know it is but as the anguish of Gethsemane . (Ibid., 11 th Aethyr) Love is the law, love under will. Fraternally, 666
1905 · PDF PAGE 70
Our little love and hate, Our hunger and our fear, Pass to a solemn state Pregnant with hope and fate. O Orpheus, we are here! THE EARTH Life hidden in death, Life shrined in the soul, Life bright for his breath, Life dark for his goal, I am Mother, and Burier, and Friend—- Look thou to the end! I am Light in thy Love, Iam Love in thy Life. I am cloistered above Where the stars are at strife. I am life in thy light, and thy death Is part of my breath. My voices are many, Thy lyre is but one; But thou art not as any Soul under the sun! Thou hast…
1901 · PDF PAGE 28
…E MOTHER'S TRAGEDY Sweetheart, my passion overwhelms your soul. Your virginal sweet spirit cannot reach My fury. You are silent. Yet you love! I read it in the terror of your eyes, The crimson of your burning face. I know, I know you love me! Cora, Cora, tell me! O she will die! I would not—I was rough— My overmastering desire to you— My queen, my wife, this maddens me. CORA, recovering. You fool! You beast! I hate you for your stupid self! I am defiled! Go! Touch me not! Speak not! I am accursed of the Lord my God. [Shrieks. ULRIC. Darling! my…
1938 · PDF PAGE 16
…Silence in all ways! X. Follow thy Fortune, careless where it lead thee! The axle moveth not: attain thou that! XI. Mitigate Energy with Love; but let Love devour all things. Worship the name _______*, foursquare, mystic, wonderful, and the name of His House 418. (*This Name to be communicated to those worthy of that Initiation.) XII. Let not the waters whereon thou journeyest wet thee! And, being come to shore, plant thou the Vine and rejoice without shame. XIII. The Universe is Change: every Change is the effect of an Act of Love; all Acts of…
1899 · PDF PAGE 167
LYRICAL AND DRAMATIC. Of ocean grows as still as death, The breezes swoon for very bliss, The sacrament of true love's kiss Accomplishes: I feel a pain Stab my heart through and sleep again, And I am in thine arms for ever. * * * ° e There came a tutor, who had never Known the response of love to love; He wandered through the woods above The river, and came suddenly Where he lay sleeping. Purity And joy beyond the speech of man Dwelt on his face, divinely wan. “ How beautiful is sleep!” he saith. Bends over him. There is no breath, No sound, no…
1899 · PDF PAGE 215
…e the dull stars from their spheres To kiss thee. For the sun would fainer rest In the gold chambers of the glowing west Than answer thy love, thine, whose soul endears All souls but his, whose slow desire fears The fierce embraces of thine olive breast. O Queen, sun-lover, we are wed with thee In changeless love, in passion for a fire . Whose lips bind all men in their bitter spell ; A love whose first caress, hard won, would be The final dissolution of desire, A flame to shrivel us with fire of hell.
1902 · PDF PAGE 115
All the blind horror of the song recedes. There is a sequel ; is there not, my friend ? Of love, your theme, we have not heard a note. Tannhauser. That is a question. I am not so sure My song was not entirely to that end. Wolfram. Yes, poet, true one that you are indeed! You shew us the dilemma of the soul, The Gordian knot Love only hews asunder. Tannhauser. Or—shall I say ?—soothes only, bandages, Not heals the sore of Destiny ? Wolfram. No, certes. But substitutes for one reality Another —and a lovely pleasant one. Tannhauser. Existence is i…
1905 · PDF PAGE 166
TO “ELIZABETH ” WITH A COPY OF TANNHÄUSER Written in the Akasa. THE story of a fool. From love and death Emancipate, he stands above. The goal Is in the shrines of misty air : there roll The voices and the songs of One who saith : “ There is no peace for him who lingereth.” Love is a cinder now that was a coal : Either were vain. The great magician’s soul Is far too weak to risk Elizabeth. All this is past and under me. Above, Around, the magian tree of knowledge waves Its rosy flowers and golden fruit. I know Indeed that he is caught therein w…
1907 · PDF PAGE 100
LE CYCLOPS SURPREND ACIS ET GALATHEE OILED in the hollow of the rock they kiss, Rolled in one sphere of rapture; looks intense With love, and laughter shapen of innocence! They cling, and close, and overhang the abyss. But over them! What monster, then, is this Crouched for his spring, gross muscles nude and tense, Bulged eyeballs ready for the rape, immense In hate, the imminent spectre? He it is, The Cyclops. Ay! thought Zeus, and what of that? Were it not well for love, in red rough maw Swift crunched, to expiate my eldest law? Better, far b…
1909 · PDF PAGE 37
… shifted Round from the dirge to the primordial paean. Lola! my Lola! let our voices lifted Proclaim to all the Masters of the Aeon : We love each other! let them meditate Awhile on that glad cry, and you will see How they consult, and smile, and hint to fate That none can mar so holy a destiny. We love each other! loud and glad ; let heaven zind all the gods be deafened! Sing, O sing! We love each other! through the storm-cloud riven Let the wild anthem of our triumph ring! Hark! the glad chorus as we drag the stars In chains behind our mad co…
1954 · PDF PAGE 306
… make no head or tail of your remark about brain exercises with sketch. Well, I must hope for the best , and leave you with my blessing. Love is the law, love under will. Yours fraternally , 666
1902 · PDF PAGE 41
… of deadly fear ! This secret : Thou art darkness in Thyself, And evil wrapped in light, and ugliness Vested in beauty ! Therefore is my love No petty passion like these country-folk's : No fertile glory (as the Love of God) : But vast and barren as the winter sea, Holding I know not what enormous soul In its salt bitter bosom, underneath The iron waters and the serpent foam ; Below, where sight and sound are set no more, But only the intolerable weight Of its own gloomy selfhood. This am I : This passion, lion-mouthed and adder-eyed. A mass co…
1914 · PDF PAGE 5
CHICAGO MAY From A runs this one tale of lust and greed — And yet you think men love you. Love, indeed1 Lie still, lie still, and let my heart run on From hate to—love. I name the one pure word ‘That she blasphemes ; her life's Satyricon Would taint all speech! Yet “love,” obscenely purred From whiskered lips, stillsends my spi To God from all this miry martyrdom. ‘There is a woman, true, fair, wise, and young, Her soul one flame for art and song, her soul Pure as the trilling musick of her tongue, Her heart one flame—for me. The single goal Of…
1907 · PDF PAGE 142
… My fury .... Thus in the intoxication of his desire he raves , in her silence he sees her affection , and in the terror of her eyes her love . Cora is horror -stricken : “ you beast !” “ you fool !” “ I am defiled .” He stands dazed and wondering . Then in the following pages she tells him : “ I am the mother of thy bastard birth ” ; he prays , he threatens , and shrieking hurls insult on insult at her : Me , the sole pledge of your debaucheries , You keep - your love, the mere maternity You share with swine and cattle !... I love you still Wi…
1907 · PDF PAGE 71
LOVE-SONGS 65 Lie still, O love, and let me hide my brows In the deep bosom and the scented vales. Thy deep drawn breath embrace my hair, resume My life in thine! With gateways of old gold. gales Sing like smooth silence through the extreme perfume. Here is an amber house Far nightin- Moving, flying, exulting, on we go, Borne on blue clouds of glory. On the river, Over the mountains of the night, above The stars of the night, above the floral glow Of the sun dawning now for us for ever Who rest content in the abode of love! Lie still, O love, a…
1902 · PDF PAGE 104
…s come :— And you abuse our patience to insult The noble minstrel whose impassioned song Touched every heart. Sing in your turn you may. Love is the theme, not imbecility ! Wolfram. That is the subject next his heart, no doubt ! \^Laughter. Herald. Lord Bertram ! Bertram. I shall sing in other key. \Sings. He is the equal of the gods, my queen. He crowned and chosen out of men, Who sits beside thee, sees Love's laughing ecstasies Flame in thy face, and alter then To the low light of passion dimly seen In shaded woods and dells, Love's wide deme…
1905 · PDF PAGE 229
…but the import— Show it us, Hugues of Saxe-Gotha ! —R. BROWNING, Afasler Hitoues of Saxe-Gotha. DEDICATION. I SHALL not tell thee that I love thee ! Nay! by the Star in Ifeaven burning, Its ray to me at midnight turning To tell me that it beams above thee Nay ! though thou wert, as Tam, yearning, I should not tell'thee that I love thee ! 1 ‘The refercuce is to the five acts of the play. i | know what secret thought once blossomed Into a blush that seemed a kiss, Some swift suppressed extreme of bliss 'In thy most fearful sigh embosomed. What or…
1937 · PDF PAGE 1
…should swing in chains at Execution Dock. Mussolini, the secret assassin, possibly worse. Hitler may prove a prophet; time will judge. Love is the law, love under will.
1899 · PDF PAGE 192
170 MYSTERIES: In my veins all their daughters with joy shall be thronging, Burning my blood with desire ; Aye, for I love, with a passion untamed, Love, like a tiger, unfed, unashamed, Love, like a river of fire. Love, like a fountain of diamonds, uprises, Striking the sky with its blossom of flame ; Falls in a rain of bright snow that surprises Dews of the grass with a sound of acclaim ; Singing, a silver-string lyre, Magical chants to awake from their prison Spirits to answer desire. Demons from palaces fiery arisen Now to obey us are dying …