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1898 · PDF PAGE 17

Jephthah

…is robber bands. So we clasp our humble hands, Praying God to lift His sword From our bleeding state, that stands Tottering to its fall. Though we call not Jephthah back To repel the harsh attack, Nor his followers call, Hear thou, O Most High, give ear To our pitiful complaint: Under woes of war we faint. Pity, Lord of Hosts, our fear! Hear, Most High, oh, hear! ° Enter Messenger. MESSENGER. My lords, take heed now, prayer is good to save - While yet the foemen are far off ; but now They howl and clamour at our very gates. ‘ ELEAZAR. Blaspheme…

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1904 · PDF PAGE 120

The Argonauts

…to the holy hymn, Praise to black Ares, echo of this doom. CHORUS. So fearful is the wrath divine, That once aroused it shall not sleep, Though prostrate slaves before the shrine Pray, praise, do sacrifice, and weep. Ten generations following past Shall not exhaust the curse at last. From father unto son it flees, An awful heritage of woe. Wives feel its cancerous prodigies Invade their wombs; the children know The inexpiable word, exhaust Not by a tenfold holocaust. Thus let mankind abase in fear Their hearts, nor sacrilege profane The awful s…

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1913 · PDF PAGE 128

Cambridge Poets 1900–1913

…ved the girl And madly she loved me We hardly heard the current swirl That bore us out to sea . Eight bouncing children tumbled in , And though we overlaid One, and another died of gin , Too many with us stayed . I' ve often thought that it would beat The man who tried to tell (Even if he had felt ) the heat And hungriness of hell : But even in hell there is no pain Such as is known on earth , To parents who a child have slain Before or after birth . The devil doesn 't know the cramp That settles round the heart, When yesterday was a hopeless t…

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1910 · PDF PAGE 80

The Winged Beetle

… find you out in London, dear,— A ‘ now ’ is worth a ‘ never ’ !— To make to-day a heaven of cheer, And make to-day ‘ for ever ’ ! Yea ; though we know how springs run dry, We’ll trust our future, you and I. Ah, madman ! was there ever yet A love that lived a lustre

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1909 · PDF PAGE 100

The Equinox (Volume I, Number I)

…emoirs, this sturdy and valiant record of a very noble life, How surely and steadily has Mrs, Besant moved, urged by the one un- selfish thought, high-minded love for humanity, from her Eden through the hell of revolt to the Paradise that so few earn! And she is still fighting in the flesh, though her spirit has its peace. Priceless and unenvied reward of suffering ! True it is, that the chosen of the Masters must leave all. The lightest breeze can stir the Feather of our Lady Maat; there must be no breath of passion or of thought, if we would …

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1909 · PDF PAGE 100

The Equinox (Volume I, Number II)

…emoirs, this sturdy and valiant record of a very noble life, How surely and steadily has Mrs, Besant moved, urged by the one un- selfish thought, high-minded love for humanity, from her Eden through the hell of revolt to the Paradise that so few earn! And she is still fighting in the flesh, though her spirit has its peace. Priceless and unenvied reward of suffering ! True it is, that the chosen of the Masters must leave all. The lightest breeze can stir the Feather of our Lady Maat; there must be no breath of passion or of thought, if we would …

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1899 · PDF PAGE 35

Jephthah and Other Mysteries

…is robber bands. So we clasp our humble hands, Praying God to lift His sword From our bleeding state, that stands Tottering to its fall. Though we call not Jephthah back To repel the harsh attack, Nor his followers call, Hear thou, O Most High, give ear To our pitiful complaint: Under woes of war we faint. Pity, Lord of Hosts, our fear! Hear, Most High, oh, hear! ° Enter Messenger. MESSENGER. My lords, take heed now, prayer is good to save - While yet the foemen are far off ; but now They howl and clamour at our very gates. ‘ ELEAZAR. Blaspheme…

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1912 · PDF PAGE 172

The Equinox (Volume I, Number VII)

…he right I And the red flag folds me closer—«I have fought the last good fight. We died, we died unconquered—‘tis the triumph of the true: Though they were fifteen hundred, and we were only two. 130

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1912 · PDF PAGE 172

The Equinox (Volume I, Number VIII)

…he right I And the red flag folds me closer—«I have fought the last good fight. We died, we died unconquered—‘tis the triumph of the true: Though they were fifteen hundred, and we were only two. 130

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1904 · PDF PAGE 19

In Residence

… It is better to meet a mishap With philosophy noble and sound, And steer for Fortunia’s lap : “ Hi, Mister, your wheel’s goin’ round !” Though Jack may be followed by Jill, On the slope, a man’s claret to tap ; There’s a way that is made by a will, Like a river turned on from a tap. You may cover the whole of the map, Your face with the sunlight is browned, You smile when boys shout, with a clap,! Hi, Mister, your wheel’s goin’ round !” Thus good is the converse of ill (Such truths are the moralist’s pap), And turbot makes excellent brill ; Ve…

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1910 · PDF PAGE 120

The Winged Beetle

…, went tramping by ; Closed one, and winked the other eye. How pleasantly you must have smiled : “ I left them, and I left them wild ” : Though certainly they had abhorred The task of locking up a lord. For a more tragic rôle you played Your master neatly who betrayed. His shame and torture turned your leer To a snarl !—your drab’s smile to a sneer,

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1912 · PDF PAGE 19

Sir Palamedes

Though one by one the heroes fall, Their desperate way they slowly win, And knightly cry and comrade-call Rise high above the savage din. Now, now they land, a dwindling crew ; Now, now fresh armies hem them round. They cleave their blood-bought avenue, And cluster on the upper ground. Ah! but dawn’s dreadful front uprears ! The tall towers blaze, to illume the fight; While many a myriad heathen spears March northward at the earliest light. Falls thy last comrade at thy feet, O lordly-souled Sir Palamede? Tearing the savage from his seat, He le…

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1996 · PDF PAGE 105

The Law is for All

…be considered solely with reference to the third, so that even in a finite universe the sum of the properties of all points is the same, though no two properties may be com­ mon to any two points. Thus a circle, BCD, may be described by the revolution of a line ab in a plane about the point A; but also from the point c, or indeed any other point, by the application of the proper analysis and construction. We calculate the motion of the solar system in heliocentric terms for no reason but simplicity and convenience; we could convert our tables t…

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1898 · PDF PAGE 75

White Stains

…te, While the stars hide their lustre affrighted In measureless night. I will neither delay nor dissemble But utter my love in thine ear Though my voice and my countenance tremble With a passion past pity and fear ; I will speak from my heart till thou listen With the soft sound of wings of a dove, Till thine eyes answer back till they glisten O Lucius, love ! I will touch thee but once with a finger, But thy vitals shall shudder and smart, And the smile through thy sorrow shall linger, And the touch shall pierce through to thine heart ; Thy li…

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1910 · PDF PAGE 150

The Equinox (Volume I, Number III)

THE EQUINOX is non-existent. Each man is, as it were, a thought in an universal brain, each thought jarring against the next and prolonging the dream. As each individual thought dies it enters Nibbana and ceases to be, and eventually when all thoughts die the dream passes and Nibbana wakes.* This bad dream seems to be caused by a separateness of Subject and Object which means Sorrow; when sleep vanishes this separateness vanishes with it, things assume their correct proportion and may be equated to a state of bliss or Non- Sorrow. Thus we find …

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1910 · PDF PAGE 150

The Equinox (Volume I, Number IV)

THE EQUINOX is non-existent. Each man is, as it were, a thought in an universal brain, each thought jarring against the next and prolonging the dream. As each individual thought dies it enters Nibbana and ceases to be, and eventually when all thoughts die the dream passes and Nibbana wakes.* This bad dream seems to be caused by a separateness of Subject and Object which means Sorrow; when sleep vanishes this separateness vanishes with it, things assume their correct proportion and may be equated to a state of bliss or Non- Sorrow. Thus we find …

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1901 · PDF PAGE 25

Carmen Saeculare

Earth moans for their harrow and wheel. To Thee we appeal. They boast, though their triumph Hell’s gift is, On Africa’s desperate sons : “ Our thousands have conquered their fifties ; Our twenties have murdered their ones.” That glory—that shame—let them trumpet To Europe’s unquickening ear. List Thou to the boast of the strumpet ! Lend Thou, Thou indignant, an ear ! Then—shall they not fear ? O Lord, to Thy strength in the thunder, Thy chariot-wheels in the war, We, Ireland, look upward and wonder, The Sword of Thee smiting before. In the hour…

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1899 · PDF PAGE 81

Tale of Archais

…ree, the bold, the lover ! Far o’er the green his new-starred eyes discover A kirtle glancing in the breeze, a foot That lightly dances, though the skies be mute Of music. Forth she flies, the distant dove, And calls the woodland birds to sing of love ; Forth leaps the stag and calls his mates ; the stream Flashes a silver sunbeam, a gold gleam Of leaping laughter, that the fish may know The goodly tidings ; all the woodlands glow With olive and pure silver and red gold, And all sweet nature’s marvels manifold Combine together in the twilight d…

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1912 · PDF PAGE 112

Sir Palamedes

…s head upon) The devastating avalanche? He knows too much, and cares too little! His wound is more than Death can staunch. He can avoid, though by one tittle, Thy surest shaft! And now the knight, Breasting the crags, may laugh and whittle Away the demon-club whose might Threatened him. Now he leaves the spur; And eager, with a boy’s delight,

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1913 · PDF PAGE 171

Book 4 (Part II)

… both placed in the triangle and worn on the breast; but in this case, since that 1 Scholars are uncertain as to what these really were, though apparently they were methods of divination. 159

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