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Page 19 of 1231911 · PDF PAGE 188
…eel, break not fetters nor compel : So be distant, Ο profane! Children of the hurricane! Lest the sword of fire destroy, lest the ways of death be plain I So depart, and so be wise, Lest your perishable eyes Look upon the {armless fire, see the maiden sacrifice! So depart, and secret flame Burn upon the stone of shame, That the holy ones may hear music of the sleepless Name! Holy, holy, holy spouse Of the sun-engirdled house, With the secret symbol burning on thy multiscient brows l . . , Even as the traitor’s breath Goeth forth, he perisheth By th…
1912 · PDF PAGE 73
…LUCREZIA. Oh they are beautiful ! MONICA. Oh no ! but yet my soul Is mighty, I will have you know, to gain its goal. Nowtell me ! is it death you invokeZelinas death ? You want me to give poison, choke the assassin breath ! LUCREZIA. I ask revengenay, justicewhen you come to power. MONICA. So be it, I swear by Christ, Amen ! Await the hour. LUCREZIA. Can you do nothing now ? I ache with impotence. MONICA. Where is she ? LUCREZIA. Know you not ? MONICA. For the sake of God ! LUCREZIA. Offence Alike to Heaven and Earth, she is now the univer…
1929 · PDF PAGE 50
…of Nature, its madness, its prodigality, its intoxication, its joy, and above ali its sublime persistence through the cycles of Life and Death. The pagan reader must labour to understand this in Pater’s “Greek Studies”, and the Christian reader will recognise it, incident for incident, in the story of Christ. This legend is but the dramatization of Spring. The magician who wishes to invoke Bacchus by this method must therefore arrange a ceremony in which he takes the part of Bacchus, undergoes ail His trials, and emerges triumphant from beyond …
1906 · PDF PAGE 27
ANICCA. He who desires desires a change. Change is the tale of life and death. Matter and motion rearrange Their endless coils; the Buddha saith: ‘Cease, O my sons, to desire! Change is the whole that we see By the light of a chaos on fire. Cease to desire—you are free!” _ Your words, good Gotama, are brave and true; Easy to say, but difficult to do! 19
1906 · PDF PAGE 89
…s of the tomb, With eyes whose horror flits and flares Like corpse-lights glimmering in the gloom Till all’s a blaze, one roar of flame, Death universal, locked and linked :— Aha! one names the awful Name— The twin red planets are extinct. SI G
1910 · PDF PAGE 184
…EY NIGHT. I3I AGRIPPA She must have An order from the prefect. MIRIAM, to a bystander. Knave Wilt earn a penny ? Beg this grace, For the death-dews stand on the bloodless face. IST BYSTANDER What is the name of the criminal ? A GREEK DISCIPLE FROM ALEXANDRIA Say, Logos, or Homoiousios ! JOHN Nay, Fool! Homoousios — lippis et nota ! THE GREEK Homoiousios, with the iota !
1913 · PDF PAGE 328
THE EQUINOX God is He who gives life; Caesar can only give death. One must love God, and not fear Czsar; as it is written in the Holy Book, “ He that taketh the sword shall perish by the sword.” You wish to be good? Then be just. You wish to be just? Then be free. The vices which make man like the brute are the first enemies of his liberty. Consider the drunkard, and tell me if this unclean brute can be called free ! The miser curses the life of his father, and, like the crow, hungers for corpses. The goal of the ambitious man is—ruins; it is t…
1913 · PDF PAGE 328
THE EQUINOX God is He who gives life; Caesar can only give death. One must love God, and not fear Czsar; as it is written in the Holy Book, “ He that taketh the sword shall perish by the sword.” You wish to be good? Then be just. You wish to be just? Then be free. The vices which make man like the brute are the first enemies of his liberty. Consider the drunkard, and tell me if this unclean brute can be called free ! The miser curses the life of his father, and, like the crow, hungers for corpses. The goal of the ambitious man is—ruins; it is t…
1909 · PDF PAGE 75
VILt Ah! if flesh fails, may we not also fail? May not the vulture liars gather round Our death-beds, and drone out their dismal tale With drawl and whine, the Galilean sound Of snuffle and twang ? May not their stinking souls Interpret our last sighs as penitence When we close up the coruscating scrolls Of our life's joy, seal up the jar of sense To broach the starry flagon — splendid spilth? These creeping cravens shall be circumvented; They shall not belch their flatulence and filth On us, or tell the world that we repented. Come, as we stra…
1899 · PDF PAGE 220
…n must not weep To be a wife. So shall our love bridge space, and bring The tender breath Of sun and moon and stars that sing To gladden Death. I see your cheek grow pale and cold, Then flush above. Kiss me; I know that I behold The birth of Love.
1907 · PDF PAGE 164
… is insensate, and may destroy him.” —£iiphaz Levi. ‘Orpheus for the love he bare to his wife, snatcht, as it were, from him by untimely Death, resolved to go down to Hell with his harp, to try if he might obtain her of the in- fernal power." —7he Wisdom of the Ancients. ORPHEUS, FINDING EURYDICE Stir once, move once, rise once, Eurydice ! DEAD, STUNG BY A SERPENT, : Be good to me! LAMENTS OVER HER. ' Rise once.—O sleep not! Listen ! Is not all | Nature my thrall ? Come back, come back, come back, Eury- |“Once only: be not dead, Eurydice! dice!…
1913 · PDF PAGE 307
THE KEY OF THE MYSTERIES ture, they were found faithful. They showed to the multitude a living immortality in their death, and they watered the earth with a blood whose heat could not be extinguished, because they were burning with the ardours of charity. It is by charity that the Apostles built up their Creed. They said that to believe together was worth more than to doubt separately; they constituted the hierarchy on the basis of obedience—rendered so noble and so great by the spirit of charity, that to serve in this manner is to reign; they …
1913 · PDF PAGE 307
THE KEY OF THE MYSTERIES ture, they were found faithful. They showed to the multitude a living immortality in their death, and they watered the earth with a blood whose heat could not be extinguished, because they were burning with the ardours of charity. It is by charity that the Apostles built up their Creed. They said that to believe together was worth more than to doubt separately; they constituted the hierarchy on the basis of obedience—rendered so noble and so great by the spirit of charity, that to serve in this manner is to reign; they …
1899 · PDF PAGE 20
…lood to seal our sacrament, Who stand among the martyrs of the Light; Our single purpose, by incarnate might Begotten after travail unto death, To live within the light that quickeneth ; To tread base thoughts as our high thoughts have trod, Deep in the dust, the carrion that was God ; Conquer our hatreds as the dawn of love Conquered that fiend whose ruinous throne above Broke lofty spirits once, now falls with Fate, At last through his own violence violate; To live in life, breathe freedom with each breath, As God breathed tyranny and died in…
1910 · PDF PAGE 30
… have no more day, we are fain to say Alas ! In Loves a cure For Fortunes hate ; In Loves a lure Shall laugh at Fate ; We have tolled Deaths knell ; All streams are pure ; We are new-create ; Alls well, alls well ! We have God to endure, we are very sure Alls well ! In such wise rang the challenge unto Death With clear high eloquence and happy breath ; So did a brave sad heart grow glad again And mock the riddle that the dead Sphinx saith. When I am dead, remember me for this That I bade workers work, and lovers kiss ; Laughed with the S…
1910 · PDF PAGE 181
…al Of her dark and deadly dream ; And the white life leaps from his control Wild, in a choking scream. She curves white lips to a cup of death ; Her eyes gleam, and her wise brows nod ; Her hand makes music with her breath Dancing upon the ivory rod The dying priestess offereth The sacrifice to God
1899 · PDF PAGE 116
…ly, by slow compulsion Into the slipping sand, and vanishing, Whereon we sawa little boat appear, And in it such a figure as we knew Was Death. But she, intolerant of delay, Hailed him. The vessel floated to our feet, And Death was not. She leapt within, and bent Her own white shoulders to the thwart, and bade Me steer, and keep stern watch with sword unsheathed For fear of something that her soul had seen Above. And thus upon the oily black Silent swift river we sailed out to reach Its source, no longer feeling as compelled, But led by some in…
1899 · PDF PAGE 117
…heir scaly essences— Like Lucian’s sailor writhing in the clutch Of those witch-vines—I slashed about like light, And noises horrible of death devoured The hateful suction of their clinging arms And wash of slipping bellies. Presently Sense failed, and Nothing! | Bye-and-bye we woke In a most beautiful canoe of pearl Lucent on lucent water, in a sun That was the heart of spring. But the green land Seemed distant, with a sense of aery height ; As if it were below us far, that seemed Around. And as we gazed the water grew Ethereal, thin, most del…
1909 · PDF PAGE 136
…men came out. ‘Not pretty, the fish!’ said one. ‘He with the scarred lip——’ “T heard no more, ran in, There on the slab, grinning yet in death, was Jean. His swim had ended him. Faithful to death | “T watched long. I offered a huge sum for his identifica- tion. The authorities even became suspicious: why was I so anxious? How could I say? He was the servant of . . . “T did not know my sweet child’s name! * * * * * “So, while a living man, I made myselfa ghost. IV “Tt may have been one day some ten years later,” con- tinued the old nobleman, “wh…
1909 · PDF PAGE 136
…men came out. ‘Not pretty, the fish!’ said one. ‘He with the scarred lip——’ “T heard no more, ran in, There on the slab, grinning yet in death, was Jean. His swim had ended him. Faithful to death | “T watched long. I offered a huge sum for his identifica- tion. The authorities even became suspicious: why was I so anxious? How could I say? He was the servant of . . . “T did not know my sweet child’s name! * * * * * “So, while a living man, I made myselfa ghost. IV “Tt may have been one day some ten years later,” con- tinued the old nobleman, “wh…