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Page 14 of 1061913 · PDF PAGE 139
THE TEMPLE OF SOLOMON THE KING this strange finding robbed him of his last excuse for not taking up the work. Here was the reason for the years spent by him in climbing mountains. Because he had climbed mountains he desired ski; because he had climbed mountains he had gone to Cumberland in the winter previous, and there found the disciple K. M. W., whose request for the ski had brought him to the loft. Here, too, was the reason of his life-tragedy, for without that he would not have gone to Cumberland at that time or gone to his house in Scotla…
1913 · PDF PAGE 139
THE TEMPLE OF SOLOMON THE KING this strange finding robbed him of his last excuse for not taking up the work. Here was the reason for the years spent by him in climbing mountains. Because he had climbed mountains he desired ski; because he had climbed mountains he had gone to Cumberland in the winter previous, and there found the disciple K. M. W., whose request for the ski had brought him to the loft. Here, too, was the reason of his life-tragedy, for without that he would not have gone to Cumberland at that time or gone to his house in Scotla…
1907 · PDF PAGE 63
…ere dwells Force to avail the childish heart that swells With aught that is. The golden prime is past— Aye! but a nobler gain is ours at last Who see man weary, but within our span The perfect promise of the overman. oo
1910 · PDF PAGE 307
… And during the next hour and a half more Bunkum was talked in that room than I should say in Exeter Hall during the whole course of the last century. At last it ended, and though I had made various attempts to draw His Holiness into argument, I had as yet failed to unveil his divinity. He now started dictating his precious philosophy, and in such execrable English, that it was quite impossible to follow him, and I once or twice asked him to repeat what he had said, and as I did so I noticed that several of the faithful shivered and turned pale…
1910 · PDF PAGE 307
… And during the next hour and a half more Bunkum was talked in that room than I should say in Exeter Hall during the whole course of the last century. At last it ended, and though I had made various attempts to draw His Holiness into argument, I had as yet failed to unveil his divinity. He now started dictating his precious philosophy, and in such execrable English, that it was quite impossible to follow him, and I once or twice asked him to repeat what he had said, and as I did so I noticed that several of the faithful shivered and turned pale…
1905 · PDF PAGE 139
…I know she smiled—she sighed, Bit my lips through, and drank, and died ! Her murders and her blasphemies, Her whoredoms, God has paid at last; Upon my bosom close she lies; Her carnal spirit holds me fast. My blood, my infamy, my pain, Seal my subjection and her reign. My veins poured out her marriage cup, For holy water her cruel tongue ; For blessing of white hands raised up, These perfumed infamies unsung; For God’s breath, her sharp tainted breath ; For marriage bed, the bed of death. The hounds that scavenge, fierce and lean, Snarl in the …
1898 · PDF PAGE 101
TO MY FIRST-BORN 95 TO MY FIRST-BORN At last a father ! In Mathilde’s womb The poison quickens, and the tare-seeds shoot ; On my old upas-tree a bastard fruit Is grafted. One more generation’s doom Fixes its fangs. Crime’s flame, disease’s gloom, Are thy birth-dower. Another prostitute Predestined, born man, damned to grow a brute ! Another travels tainted to the tomb ! My sin, my madness, in thy blood are set, A vile imperishable coronet, To hound thee into hell ! God spits at thee The curse thy parents earned. Revenge be thine ! Kiss Lust, ki…
1907 · PDF PAGE 78
…rticulate rage. The wounded man Twisted in agony beneath her squirms To hear her raucous blasphemies outspan The grip of God at this his last of terms. Yea! he must die with horror in his ears, Hate in his heart. The mischief must endure. He hath expiated naught by death. His tears, His thoughts, these strike nor stay her not, be sure! She is Madness, and a fury; though were gone All life to war, she would scream on—scream on. 50
1909 · PDF PAGE 78
… O passionate world of changeful hours! Come, Lola, let us sleep ! Elysian groves Await us and the beatific bowers Where Love is ours at last — as we were Love's. Come, with our mouths still kissing, with our limbs Still twined, relax the ecstasy ! pass by To the abyss of night where no star swims ! On to the end beyond the prophecy ! Ah Lola mine! ” No happy end is this ” — I love you — ah! you love me — you love me! For we have passed beyond imagined bliss Into the kingdom of reality, Where we are crowned with flowers — yet closer creep! Slee…
1913 · PDF PAGE 93
… who had lost her way n Sang on a blackened bough in Hell, Till all the ghosts remembered well The trees , the wind, the golden day . At last they knew that they had died When they heard music in that land , And someone there stole forth a hand To draw a brother to his side .
1903 · PDF PAGE 41
…’s justice, 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. Hear the sad rhyme of how love turned to lust, And lust invigorated love, and love Shone brighter for the stain it rose above, Gathering roses from the quickening dust ; And faith despoiled and desecrated trust Wore pearlier plumes of a diviner dove. 21
1910 · PDF PAGE 44
PROEM Master, I come. But ere the pregnant gloom Lighten at last, I ask myself for whom I take the pen, since English throbs and glows Forth from its gold, like streams from sunny snows. And if I write for England, who will read ? As if, when moons of Ramazan recede, Some fatuous angel-porter should deposit His perfect wine within the privy closet ! “ What do they know, who only England know ? ” Only what England paints its face to show. Love mummied and relabelled “ chaste affection, ” And lust excused as “ natural selection.” Caligula upbraid…
1912 · PDF PAGE 26
… Crassus. Spare me! I cannot bear you more. Aurcia. Then will I drown you. Lock your fingers fast In mine, and fet our mouths mix at the last. [Zhe statue of PAN is seen to be alive. Pan. Shrill, shrill Over the hill! ‘The hunter is hot—this is the kill Scream! Scream! Dissolving the dream Of life, the knife to the heart of the wife! The fountain jets Its flood of blood, And the moss that it wets Is an amethyst flame of violets. ‘Who shall escape Murder and rape When I am alive in my solemn shape? Shrili, shrill, 29
1922 · PDF PAGE 35
…came back to the same thing. TN FN er ‘ ae a ae = bal aa = I a-dore Thee, Evoe ! IadoreThee,I A O! EE-AH-OH gives the enunciation of the last word. Every vowel is drawn out as long as possible. It ‘seemed as if she were trying to get the last cubic milli- metre of air out of her lungs every time she sang it. if me &
1954 · PDF PAGE 300
…4 p.m. My sleeping berth was No. 4 in Car No.4 ; and my ticket was no. 44,444. It ought to have been April 4, I suppose ; but it wasn't. Last week a letter from me appeared in the Sunday Dispatch with regard to the Everest Mystery of 1921. I expressed my view that the two lost climbers, last seen on an easy snow-slope near the summit, had simply been blown into the air by one of the sudden gusts of incredibly fierce winds which are common at those heights, and dashed to earth perhaps a mile away. After reading this, I went to a friend's room to…
1922 · PDF PAGE 198
…accines ostensibly to protect them against some disease which there was no reason whatever to suppose they were likely to get. ... _ The last three days have been too dreadful. This is the first time I have felt like writing, and yet I have been itching insanely to put down that hideously ‘luxurious scene when our love broke out like an abscess. All the old fantastic features were there. They had assumed a diabolical disguise ; but my mind has been in abeyance. We shut the medical books with a shudder, and slung them out of the window into the …
1898 · PDF PAGE 41
…e path. I thundered with assaulting blade On that grim fortress, whose hard iron rang At my strong summons. As their fury sprang Open at last I crossed their threshold, prayed Reward for courage. To my soul dismayed These voices their loud chant of terror sang : “ Thou hast not kept thy trust. To storm the gates Were to have found out God and all delight, Conquered for all thy fellow-men the fates, And found out Paradise in Hell’s despite.” I heard them laugh, the Harpies and the Hates . . . Then fell, like death, the intolerable night. 31
1906 · PDF PAGE 108
…and limp; the purple tongue Shooting out swollen and awry. Men cheered to see the poisoner die. Not he! He grinned one visible grin, The last; then, muffled in his sin, IIe lived and moved unseen of those Nude souls that masquerade in clothes, Confuse the form and the sensation, And have the illusion, incarnation. 100
1912 · PDF PAGE 12
…xt, still that ecstasy, prolong Thy meditation steep and strong, Slaying even God, should He distract Thy attention from the chosen act! Last, all these things in one o’erpowered, Time that the midnight blossom flowered! The oneness is. Yet even in this, My son, thou shalt not do amiss If thou restrain the expression, shoot Thy glance to rapture’s darkling root, Discarding name, form, sight, and stress Even of this high consciousness; Pierce to the heart! I leave thee here: Thou art the Master. I revere Thy radiance that rolls afar, O Brother of…
1912 · PDF PAGE 41
…The noise he hath sought so long: appears There quest a thirty couple hounds Within its belly as it bounds. Lifting his eyes, he sees at last The beast he seeks: ’tis like an hart. Ever it courseth far and fast. Sir Palamede is sore aghast, 35