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Page 18 of 1301907 · PDF PAGE 110
…epy lies The tinted bosom whence its fire flies , The breathing life of thee , and swoons , and sighs , And dies ! None but the dead can know the worth of love ! . Come , love , thy lips , curved hollow as the moon's ! Bring me thy kisses , for the seawind tunes , The song that soars , and reads the starry runes , And swoons ! None but the dead can tune the lyre of love ! 1 Such are two out of these six superb lyrical verses . Tannhäuser sleeps . “ None but the dead can know the worth of love ! ” None but the dead , dead to all else . To love i…
1912 · PDF PAGE 114
THE EQUXNOX Jane. Yes, of course. I know I’ve been careless. Dr. F. Yes, yes. A bit ofa {right is the very thing to do one good. [Eider ΜΠ Stanley, his lmz'r 614/”?!!!ששa wild [00/5 in his eyes. He does not see Mrs. Bob (md Jane, who are?וש L. at one/é ofstage, but addresses Dr. Fielding, who 2": at tab/e.] W. S. I say, dec., it's all up. Dr. F. Nonsense. Cheer up, old son. It's never as bad as Dr. Bob makes out. W. S. Yes; I'm finished. God! but this will break up the mother. Dr. F. Then you mustn’t tell her. W. S. I’m not going to. But she’ll …
1912 · PDF PAGE 114
THE EQUXNOX Jane. Yes, of course. I know I’ve been careless. Dr. F. Yes, yes. A bit ofa {right is the very thing to do one good. [Eider ΜΠ Stanley, his lmz'r 614/”?!!!ששa wild [00/5 in his eyes. He does not see Mrs. Bob (md Jane, who are?וש L. at one/é ofstage, but addresses Dr. Fielding, who 2": at tab/e.] W. S. I say, dec., it's all up. Dr. F. Nonsense. Cheer up, old son. It's never as bad as Dr. Bob makes out. W. S. Yes; I'm finished. God! but this will break up the mother. Dr. F. Then you mustn’t tell her. W. S. I’m not going to. But she’ll …
1906 · PDF PAGE 182
…ing folklore, the Christian snig- gers. Let him beware, For I speak subtly. Resultsof prac- tice. ‘The poet abandons all to find ‘Truth. Known as I know my consciousness, That all division’s hosts confess A master, for I know and see The absolute identity Of the beholder and the vision. How easy to excite derision In the man’s mind! Why, fool, I think { am as clever as yourself, At least as skilled to wake the elf Of jest and mockery in a wink. I can dismiss with sneers as cheap As yours this fabric of my own, One banner of my mind o’erthrown J…
1910 · PDF PAGE 319
…e twelve young men. He was a bad-tempered man, and a very theatrical one. He rose and walked to him who had caused them all to laugh. “T know you, sir,” Elphénor said, purple in the face, “IT know you, unwholesome monkey. Your father was adealer in pork sausages and cooked ham, a trader in swine. Nothing better could be expected from you than your pig-like groans.” His blood was boiling already, and these few words he uttered were but a preliminary letting out of steam. He walked in the dark to a large cupboard at the far end of his room and to…
1910 · PDF PAGE 319
…e twelve young men. He was a bad-tempered man, and a very theatrical one. He rose and walked to him who had caused them all to laugh. “T know you, sir,” Elphénor said, purple in the face, “IT know you, unwholesome monkey. Your father was adealer in pork sausages and cooked ham, a trader in swine. Nothing better could be expected from you than your pig-like groans.” His blood was boiling already, and these few words he uttered were but a preliminary letting out of steam. He walked in the dark to a large cupboard at the far end of his room and to…
1903 · PDF PAGE 13
Ill Is it your glance that told me? Nay! I know you would not look that way. Seeing, you strove to see not. Fool! I have ruined all in one rash deed. Learnt I not in discretion’s school The little care that lovers need? For see—I bite my lip to blood ; A stifled word of anguish hisses :— O the black word that dams thought’s flood! O the bad lip that looked for kisses! O the poor fool that prates of love! Is it a garter, or a glove? II
1909 · PDF PAGE 18
…use my passion for the Beloved is too virile and eager to suit their awe; perhaps they forget that passion means suffering. But let them know that my Beloved is mine and I am his; he feedeth among the lilies. 10
1909 · PDF PAGE 18
…use my passion for the Beloved is too virile and eager to suit their awe; perhaps they forget that passion means suffering. But let them know that my Beloved is mine and I am his; he feedeth among the lilies. 10
1906 · PDF PAGE 62
…n the lap of the stream With his mouth ever roving and homing To the nest where the dove is adream. Better wake so Than be thinking, and know That at best it is only a dream. So turn up thy face to the stars! In their peace be at peace for awhile! Let us pass in their luminous cars As a sob, as a sigh, as a smile! Love me and laze Through the languorous days On the breast of the beautiful Nile! May, 1905. 54
1913 · PDF PAGE 69
…d you are only imaginary.” But the leaves of the forest rustled with the laughter of the wind. Said Wind and Wood: ‘They neither of them know anything!”
1922 · PDF PAGE 189
… and I have had a long, nasty quarrel, and I had to pull his hair for him. It broke one of my nails. I’ve let them go very long. I don’t know when I was manicured last. For some reason, they're dry and brittle. I must have them done. I’d send the boy out, but I don’t like the idea of a strange girl coming here. One never knows what may go wrong. It doesn’t really matter, either. The body is merely a nuisance, and it hurts. “So blood wrenches its pain Sardonic through heart and brain.” I am beginning to hate that horrible poem. It haunts me. I d…
1904 · PDF PAGE 41
THE SWORD OF SONG 34 Known as I know my consciousness, That all divisons hosts confess A master, for I know and see The absolute identity Of the beholder and the vision. How easy to excite derision In the man’s mind ! Why, fool, I think I am as clever as yourself, At least as skilled to wake the elf Of jest and mockery in a wink. I can dismiss with sneers as cheap As your this fabric of mine own, One banner of my mind o’erthrown Just at my will. How true and deep Is Carroll47 when his Alice cries : “It’s nothing but a pack of cards !” There’s t…
1907 · PDF PAGE 172
…lls Cora that “ Excess is danger , equally in prayer as in debauchery .” 2 And this the howling mob of religionists can never grasp . We know of the spots in the Agapae , and we know to what they referred : Out ! out ! the ghastly torches of the feast ! Let darkness hide us and the night discover The shameless mysteries of God grown beast , The nameless blasphemy , the slimèd East Sin incarnated with a leprous lover !3 Whilst these are seeking the “ Monstrous desires of secret things ,”4 others are ranting about atheist death bed scenes . For t…
1911 · PDF PAGE 99
THE VISION AND THE VOICE demon, and so feared him not, and ordered the demon to proceed.) Thou canst tell me naught that I know not, for in me is all Knowledge: Knowledge is my name. Is not the head of the great Serpent arisen into Knowledge? (Here the Scribe again commanded Choronzon to continue with the call.) Know thou that there is no Cry in the tenth Aethyr like unto the other Cries, for Choronzon is Dispersion, and cannot fix his mind upon any one thing for any length of time. Thou canst master him in argument, O talkative one; thou wast …
1922 · PDF PAGE 157
…to see his lawyer. He is looking awfully bad, poor boy. He feels the disgrace of having been taken in by that Feccles. But how was he to know? It was all really my fault. I ought to have had aan instinct about it. I feel rotten myself. London is frightfully hot; much hotter than it was in Italy. I want to go and live at Barley Grange. No, I don’t; what I want 1s to get back to where we were. There's frightfully little H. left. There's plenty of C.; only one wants so much. I wonder if this is the night stuff. The effect isn’t what it used to be.…
1930 · PDF PAGE 11
…t under strong suspicion of heresy. I need not quote the obvious names. But there were certain bodies of people who did carry on the old knowledge, mostly by oral tradition, and who were perforce tolerated to a certain extent, because even the little knowledge that they did possess was so exceedingly useful. The best way to make armour, or to build Cathedrals, or to heal sickness would enable the Christian to get ahead of his friends. Therefore, although conscience evidently demanded the maximum amount of persecution compatible with the existen…
1910 · PDF PAGE 235
MR. TODD your sentiments. I have heard very ill things said of him, I can tell you. mrs. ossory. Who is he? Does any one know? A man of family, I hope. How dreadful for poor Henry if he had been run over by a plebeian ! ossory. Well, we hardly know—I wonder if his credit is good. [Mis voice sinks to a whisper as the awful suspicion that he may be financially unsound strikes him.] carr [sharply, as if pained]. Oh, oh! Don’t suggest such a thing without the very best reason. It would be too terrible! [This time EUPHEMIA laughs. ossory. My dear bo…
1910 · PDF PAGE 277
…s; moreover, the use of it is not the proper means of gaining any insight, yet who shall say that at that season of exaltation I did not know things as they are more truly than ever in the ordinary state? Let us not assert that the half-careless and uninterested way in which we generally look on nature is the normal mode of the soul’s power of vision. There is a fathomless meaning, an intensity of delight in all our surroundings, which our eyes must be unsealed to see. In the jubilance of hasheesh, we have only arrived by an improper pathway at…
1910 · PDF PAGE 235
MR. TODD your sentiments. I have heard very ill things said of him, I can tell you. mrs. ossory. Who is he? Does any one know? A man of family, I hope. How dreadful for poor Henry if he had been run over by a plebeian ! ossory. Well, we hardly know—I wonder if his credit is good. [Mis voice sinks to a whisper as the awful suspicion that he may be financially unsound strikes him.] carr [sharply, as if pained]. Oh, oh! Don’t suggest such a thing without the very best reason. It would be too terrible! [This time EUPHEMIA laughs. ossory. My dear bo…