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Page 22 of 1291907 · PDF PAGE 157
150 THE STAR IN THE WEST fear of primitive man to the veneration of his present day offspring . Fear , the basal foundation of all gods , found a subtle soil in Ignorance ; Ignorance reacted on God , producing Superstition ; Superstition , Cruelty ; Cruelty , all the tigerish longings of the day and the hoggish gratifications of the night . Pessimism is necessarily the foundation of all re ligion ; for if man were normally optimistic he would not have conceived such a hierarchy of tyrants as that of his gods . The man who formerly cut himself w…
1899 · PDF PAGE 194
… of Love has faded To this unhallowed morn ; Of which these laughters shaded With bitterness are born, With tears and cruel sighing ‘The day springs up undying Toward the crucifying Of Love with nails of scorn. Nailed to a cross of iron My bleeding bosom hangs ; Love’s serpents all environ My heart with tameless fangs. Unshaken, tortured, stricken By agonies that thicken I hang, and sweat, and sicken, With miserable pangs. I found out Love new-risen From seas I thought had slain His passion in their prison, And girt their icy chain.
1905 · PDF PAGE 70
…AUGHAN. Esmé, I am here, your father. ESME. Ah! it comes back. He is dead. Oh, God! Oh, God! And we were to have been married a month to-day. VAUGHAN. And he left the poem and could not finish it. . finished—it is finished ! EsME [potnting to scattered papers on a table}. What have you been doing with those papers, father? VAUGHAN [astonished]. They are not mine, child. I did not see them till you showed me. [7Zaking papers.] Why, they are in your handwriting; what arethey? [Reading, cradually becomes aware that something strange has happened.|…
1910 · PDF PAGE 158
148 THE JEW OF FEZ His bullied servants overheard This wicked renegado-word. Four soldiers dragged the Jew away To prison on that very day. The Cadi and the Caid wept ; They thought a promise should be kept. Be calm (said they) and do not strive ! We think of burning you alive. Shame ! said the wretch. Tis cruel to Burn me because I am a Jew ! The wise old Cadi wagged his head. I do not see a Jew, he said. This clear distinction must be made. We only burn a renegade. The fire they burnt Abdullah at Went merrily ; for he wa…
1954 · PDF PAGE 123
…of Love. Every experience is necessary, is a Sacrament, is a means of Growth. Hence, "existence is pure joy" (AL, II: 9). "A feast every day in your hearts in the joy of my rapture! A feast every night unto Nu, and the pleasure of uttermost delight!" (AL, II: 42, 43)
1899 · PDF PAGE 91
… Sleep ! Sleep ! Sleep, ye happy lovers, sleep, Soft and dreamless, sweet and deep, Sleep ! Sleep ! We will steal away Till the break of day. ARCHAIS In the arms of love at last Love is anchored fast, Firm beyond the rage of Heaven, safe beyond the ocean blast. CHARICLES In the arms of love close prest, And thy tender breast Pillows now my happy head ; softly breezes from the west Both Stir the ring-doves nest.
1905 · PDF PAGE 36
…n wonderful wings ; In depth and in height, In darkness and light, In weakness and might, In blindness and sight, In mercy and spite, In day and in night, Averse or aright, For dule or delight, I am master of things. ORPHEUS O mother, I fear me! The might of the lyre! 37
1913 · PDF PAGE 57
… Now and again Travellers cross the desert; they come from the Great Sea, and to the Great Sea they go. As they go they spill water; one day they will irrigate the desert, till it flower. See! five footprints of a Camel! V.V.V. V. V.
1905 · PDF PAGE 129
…w, seeketh the high seas with the Lady Thurla. He slayeth the swiftest pur- suers, and escapeth in a great tempest ; which on the second day abating, he maketh the inside of a bar, and must await the breeze. Jarl Hungard coming with his men and two dragons, is wrecked, but a knave shooting, slayeth the Lady Thurla. Sir Godfrey forth- with sinketh the other dragon, and saileth forth into the ocean, and is not heard of ever after.! PALE vapours lie like phantoms on the sea, The tide swells slumberous beneath our keel, The pulses of our canvas fai…
1907 · PDF PAGE 234
…. True, when Huxley and Tyndall were alive, their miserable intelligences were always feeding us up with the idea that science might one day be able to answer some of the simpler questions which one can put: but that was because of their mystical leanings; they are dead, and have left no successors, To-day we have the certitude, ‘Science never can tell,” of the laborious Ray Lankester ‘‘ Whose zeal for knowledge mocks the curfew's. call, And after midnight, to make Lodge look silly, Studies anatomy—in Piccadilly.” Really, we almost echo his des…
1919 · PDF PAGE 383
…an Ureus serpent, and the poison of the fang was established in him and his seed even for ever and for ever. 45. Thou canst create this “day” thy chances for thy “to- morrow.” In the “Great Journey,” causes sown each hour bear each its harvest of effects, for rigid Justice rules the World. With mighty sweep of never-erring action, it brings to mortals lives of weal or woe, the Karmic progeny of all our former thoughts and deeds. 46. Take them as much as merit hath in store for thee, O thou of patient heart. Be of good cheer and rest content wit…
1904 · PDF PAGE 67
THE MOUNTAINEER’S FATHER WILLIAM 55 “In the days of my youth (Young men w// be young men), I was peaked on my skill at Peak-et! And the muscular strength (which I didn’t use then) Comes in for a subsequent day!” “You are old, Father William,” the young man said, “Yet your tongue is as trusty as ever; You consistently lie in a manner that I Consider infernally clever!” “T have answered three questions, and that is enough, Come on, if you’re coming at all! Pi hold you—this Buckingham’s capital stuff— I'll hold—but I’m hanged if I’ll haul!”
1906 · PDF PAGE 41
…AVEAU DES INNOCENTS. : 28th Oct., 1904. NIGHT, like a devil, with lidless eyes, Stands avenging over the Halls. Sleep there is none, for day awaits Tokens of toil; there is none that dies, Death being rest; there is none that calls, Voice being human; only the Fates Rattle the dice at a sombre game, Game without goal of peace or fame. Sinister, sombre, horrors and hates Lurk in the shadows, under the walls. Light deceives, and the darkness lies. Love there is none; he is child of peace: Joy there is none; she is bride of force: Thought there is…
1907 · PDF PAGE 50
REVEIL D’ADONIS? DONIS, awake, it is day; it is spring! It is dawn on the lea, it is light on the lake! The fawn ’s in the bush and the bird ’s on the wing! Adonis, awake! Adonis, awake! We are colour and song And form, we are Muses most tender to take Thy life up to Art that was lost over long. Adonis, awake! Adonis, awake! thou hast risen above The fear in the forest, the brute in the brake. | Thou art sacred to shrines that are higher than Love! Adonis, awake! 1 Properly the sequel to Mort d’ Adonis on p. 62. 30
1909 · PDF PAGE 141
THE LOST SHEPHERD I SHE walks among the starry ways, A crimson full-blown rose; Her heart bears all the yesterdays That love from love-dawn knows ; Her sunny feet are shod in gold, She swings a censer rare and old— Her heart the censer that she sways, Our Lady of the Snows. II I passed the morning she was born Within the heart of day ; A shepherd with a twisted horn I met upon the way. The straying sheep that autumn-tide Had wandered by the river-side; And so I spent that gladsome morn, And so I said my say. 131
1909 · PDF PAGE 141
THE LOST SHEPHERD I SHE walks among the starry ways, A crimson full-blown rose; Her heart bears all the yesterdays That love from love-dawn knows ; Her sunny feet are shod in gold, She swings a censer rare and old— Her heart the censer that she sways, Our Lady of the Snows. II I passed the morning she was born Within the heart of day ; A shepherd with a twisted horn I met upon the way. The straying sheep that autumn-tide Had wandered by the river-side; And so I spent that gladsome morn, And so I said my say. 131
1907 · PDF PAGE 87
…and passing the dim halls disgraced Found higher love and larger and more chaste , A calm sphinx waiting in secluded ground .' The first day of meeting he gazes on her , and wonders whether Fate had found at last a woman's love for him ; hopelessly he turns away and sinks the dream of his soul in despair and “ Kindled a corpse light and proclaimed ' The day '!” Thither I fled , busied myself with these ; When - lo ! I saw her shadow following ! In every cosmic season - tide of spring She rose , being the spring : in utter peace She was with me …
1912 · PDF PAGE 266
…went mad over her—so we suggested her coming up here for a rest. She wouldn't stay with uswpoor child, she has to practise eight hours a day I—so we got her the room over Awl’s, and she comes to the Surgery for meals. My wife‘s bringing her up to the Manse to call on Monday. ΜΕΕΚ. Oh! Oh! There, Elder, you see it‘s all right! EEL [aghast]. A’ richt ! ! !- a' v richtl I I [ΜΕΕΚ mm’ DOSE mm’ andþasx Μ, [aug/ling. BEL. He's fair witched‘ He’s the prey ο’ Satan I The meenister was laughing on the Sawbath I Oh, Lord I Lord] An’ I’m left by my lanes …
1912 · PDF PAGE 266
…went mad over her—so we suggested her coming up here for a rest. She wouldn't stay with uswpoor child, she has to practise eight hours a day I—so we got her the room over Awl’s, and she comes to the Surgery for meals. My wife‘s bringing her up to the Manse to call on Monday. ΜΕΕΚ. Oh! Oh! There, Elder, you see it‘s all right! EEL [aghast]. A’ richt ! ! !- a' v richtl I I [ΜΕΕΚ mm’ DOSE mm’ andþasx Μ, [aug/ling. BEL. He's fair witched‘ He’s the prey ο’ Satan I The meenister was laughing on the Sawbath I Oh, Lord I Lord] An’ I’m left by my lanes …
1898 · PDF PAGE 12
… ! His ghastly way ; Of burning ploughshares for my naked feet Lies open to me—shall I find it sweet To give up sunlight for that mystic day That beams its torture whose red banners beat Their radiant fire Into my shrivelled head, to wither Love’s desire ? 1 2