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Page 23 of 671899 · PDF PAGE 163
LYRICAL AND DRAMATIC. 141 The wall that ever girds Earth’s thought with brass Is all a silver path my feet beneath, And o’er its level sward Of sea-reflecting white flowers and fresh grass I walk. Man’s darkness is a leathern sheath, Myself the sun-bright sword ! I have no fear, nor doubt, nor sorrow now, For I give Self to God—I give my best Of soul and blood and brain To my poor Art—there comes to me somehow This fact: Man’s work is God made manifest; Life is all Peace again. And Dreams are beyond life. Their wider scope, Limitless Empire o’e…
1910 · PDF PAGE 140
130 ROSA DECIDUA O Rose, thou art sick ! The invisible worm That flies in the night In the howling storm Has found out thy bed Of crimson joy, And his dark secret love Does thy life destroy.BLAKE. ROSE of the World ! If so, then what a world ! What worm at its red heart lay curled From the beginning ? Plucked and torn and trampled And utterly corrupt is she That was the queen-flower unexampled In gardens goodlier than Arcady. O Thou ! whose body was my lyre, whose soul Lay on my mouth like a live coal ! This time thou hearest not my song ; …
1903 · PDF PAGE 105
…E FORTY-THIRD DAY “ O theft most base That we have stolen what we do fear to keep.” Troilus and Cressida. Impossible that we shall ever part ! The heart shrinks back from thinking it, the mind Hates it, and prays as love is to be blind. Yet we know well that no magician’s art Can keep our two selves near their single heart. Self-mocked I urger her “ Come and leave behind All fear and friends and children : we shall find Love risen sole without a counterpart.” Even while I begged her, I well knew she must. We could not, loving to see her childre…
1910 · PDF PAGE 151
…NT I am the Lord of Heaven, and I Am secretly arrayed and robed In all the azure abyss of sky By serpents wingéd, wound and globed. Thou art the Infinite of space, Thou the blue-lidded love of air ! I burn to kiss the exultant face, To grip the body bent and bare. O music ! to my silence be ! I come to thee ! I come to thee !
1903 · PDF PAGE 86
…, Announce a Morice, see you fling ‘Your soul on knees in fervid praise :-— If so—O4, Lilith! runs the phrase, Now, is no barb upon the dart? Now, little lady, What ofart? v ‘Moreover (just a word) this chance T fling you over space—for luck! ‘This Scotland yet may catch your France, ‘My crow grow germane to your cluck. See art: see truth as I who see, (Am wellnigh fallen in the fight!) ‘Then the last lie, duality, ‘May break before the victor sight. ‘Then, and then only, That, Sweet hours Of trivial passion deep as death, ‘Ye are past: I face …
1910 · PDF PAGE 110
100 THE TWINS On these wretches whom Fate hath hurled To a hell of Jesus and shoddy, Dung and ethics and dust VIII Thou as I art Fate. Come then, conquer and kiss me ! Come ! what hinders Believe me : This is the thought we await. The mark is fair ; can you miss me Nay, you catch me, you cleave me ! XI See, how subtly I writhe ! Strange runes and unknown sigils I trace in the trance that thrills us. Death ! how lithe, how blithe Are these male incestuous vigils ! Ah ! this is the spasm that kills us ! X Wherefore I solemnly affirm This twofold …
1905 · PDF PAGE 247
…izabeth! All hail to Her! Radiant Goddess! Liberty and love! VENUS. What sayest thou? Curse Her! TANNHAUSER. My Elizabeth ! VENUS. What? art thou mad? again. Forget this nightmare. Rather, tell me it, And I will soothe thee. Have I not a balm, A sovereign comfort in my old caress? Come close to me TANNHAUSER. I must begone. She waits. VENUS. Who waits? Come here! Let us talk fondly, set together still, Not with these shouts and wavings of the arms, Struts and unseemly gestures. Tannhauser ! TANNHAUSER. She waits for me, my sweet Elizabeth ! Ven…
1930 · PDF PAGE 36
intelligences demands elaborate préparation, even after years of successful performance. It is therefore useful to possess an art by which one can obtain at a moments notice any information that may be necessary. This art is divination. The answers to one’s questions in divination are not conveyed directly but through the medium of a suitable sériés of symbols. These symbols must be interpreted by the diviner in terms of his problem. It is not practicable to construct a lexicon in which the solution of every difficulty is given in so many words…
1907 · PDF PAGE 37
FEMME ACCROUPIE WIFT and subtle and thin are the arrows of Art: I strike through the gold of the skin to the gold of the heart. As you sit there mighty in bronze I adore the twist Of the miracle ankle gripped by the miracle wrist. I adore the agony-lipped and the tilted head, And I pay black orisons to the breasts aspread In multiple mutable motion, whose soul is hid. © And the toils of confused emotion the Master bid Lurk in the turn of the torso for poets to see is hid from the lesser and dull—hidden from me. She squats, and is void and null;…
1898 · PDF PAGE 34
…RET I The bird has chosen, and the world of spring Under Love’s banner is enrolled, but thou, Chained to the iron couch of wedlock fast, Art mourning while all nature else doth sing The deep delights of Love. Still on thy brow Lurks the dark shade, thy smile is overcast With fear of the world’s thought, and lips of love Pale at that spectre, imminent, immense, Cold Chastity, the child of Impotence, And eyes grow dim with grey distrust thereof. Forget, dear heart, forget ; life’s glow is sweet : Come to a lover’s arms that grow divine At the fir…
1904 · PDF PAGE 39
… grows dangerous, If haply by Her power and subtlety She please to aid the work, and to perform A prodigy to save us! Mighty Queen, That art the balance and the sword alike In cunning Argus’ brain—— HERACLES. Ay! Mighty Wisdom, Who thus can overshadow such a fool, And make him capable to build a ship. ARGUS. O Thou! Athena, whose bright wisdom shone In this beef-witted fellow, making him Competent even to sweep a stable out! Glorious task!—I shall return: anon. JASON. Nay, follow not! The Goddess were displeased, Coming, to find our greatest he…
1909 · PDF PAGE 214
…Inhabit the untrodden ways ; Set! Thou my god and I thy priest, Thy temple hidden in the haze Of deserts death to god or beast! Thou who art both shalt foin and feast With me who am both, thy hate’s co-heir, Lord of the West and of the East— The scorpion’s hole, the lion’s lair! I kissed his mouth—sublime despair ! Our souls were one ; our bodies met— Yea! darkness cover everywhere The secret of the House of Set! Arys CUSACK.
1909 · PDF PAGE 214
…Inhabit the untrodden ways ; Set! Thou my god and I thy priest, Thy temple hidden in the haze Of deserts death to god or beast! Thou who art both shalt foin and feast With me who am both, thy hate’s co-heir, Lord of the West and of the East— The scorpion’s hole, the lion’s lair! I kissed his mouth—sublime despair ! Our souls were one ; our bodies met— Yea! darkness cover everywhere The secret of the House of Set! Arys CUSACK.
1910 · PDF PAGE 290
272 THE BUDDHIST THERE never was a face as fair as yours, A heart as true, a love as pure and keen. These things endure, if anything endures. But, in this jungle, what high heaven immures Us in its silence, the supreme serene Crowning the dagoba, what destined die Rings on the table, what resistless dart Strikes me? I love you; can you satisfy The hunger of my heart? Nay ; not in love, or faith, or hope is hidden The drug that heals my life; I know too well How all things lawful, and all things forbidden Alike disclose no pearl upon the midden,…
1910 · PDF PAGE 290
272 THE BUDDHIST THERE never was a face as fair as yours, A heart as true, a love as pure and keen. These things endure, if anything endures. But, in this jungle, what high heaven immures Us in its silence, the supreme serene Crowning the dagoba, what destined die Rings on the table, what resistless dart Strikes me? I love you; can you satisfy The hunger of my heart? Nay ; not in love, or faith, or hope is hidden The drug that heals my life; I know too well How all things lawful, and all things forbidden Alike disclose no pearl upon the midden,…
1904 · PDF PAGE 38
…nd will, We build the Argo. ARGUS. What a heavy club We carry! And how well becomes our figure The lion’s skin! HERACLES. Be still, thou art an ass! ARGUS. The fabled ass, O Zeus-descended one? HERACLES. What ass? ARGUS. The one that wore the lion’s skin! THESEUS. This fellow were beneath a man’s contempt. How should a God-born heed him?
1910 · PDF PAGE 128
…his corner in the filth. THE HAG, addressing the baboon. Ho ! her time is not yet come ; We may dance together, dear. Say, how beautiful art thou With thy shining shame protruding ! Darling, apeling, why so glum ? Turn away that rosy sphere ; Show me the delicious brow Ever brooding, ever brooding
1901 · PDF PAGE 70
…ade thee god. PACHAD. I hate myself, and therefore I hate thee. RATOUM. I am still goddess, still desire thy love. That leper lies: thou art indeed a god. PACHAD. I am a god to execute my will. [ Threatens her with his dagger. RATOUM. Mercy! Thou canst not strike a woman down! PACHAD. So! The thin casing of the godhead rots, Mere mummy-cloth: the rotten corpse within, Dust and corruption! I am still the god, And gods slay women: therefore I slay thee. RATOUM. Then thou shalt see me once again a god! [By a tremendous effort she towers before him…
1913 · PDF PAGE 177
…es, A thrill of the quiet streams In the garden of lost delight : Ah! youth, so slim and white, The one sure blossom uncloses: When thou art lying still and dead, it blooms in the heart of the night. Shattered the golden sword in the great bronze hands of the old Hermaphrodite of the ages | O youth, so sad and wise, Shattered the strong hilt lies; The great bronze god for wages Has a hilt of gold, and eyes of gold, Beneath the sunless skies. Yet it were well to have been Idle and young and tender, Ignorantly and idly wise, disdainful in the daw…
1913 · PDF PAGE 177
…es, A thrill of the quiet streams In the garden of lost delight : Ah! youth, so slim and white, The one sure blossom uncloses: When thou art lying still and dead, it blooms in the heart of the night. Shattered the golden sword in the great bronze hands of the old Hermaphrodite of the ages | O youth, so sad and wise, Shattered the strong hilt lies; The great bronze god for wages Has a hilt of gold, and eyes of gold, Beneath the sunless skies. Yet it were well to have been Idle and young and tender, Ignorantly and idly wise, disdainful in the daw…