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said, shaking his head; "I sometimes think you're too keen to see your results." "I hate to beat about the bush. I say the thing that can never be forgotten," "Or forgiven, sometimes," said the old man in gentle reproof. "But come, my dear, sit down; he meant truth, after all, and truth cuts only to cure. It's a brutal fact that children used to be born blind, literally by the thousand, because it wasn't quite nice to publish the facts about certain diseases; and precautions against them were called 'heartless experiments.' What Cyril is asking…
1929 · PDF PAGE 94
…e sublime idea of the Opening of the Eye of Shiva, when the Universe is annihilated in an instant. Then I swing back, and make the whole thing comic by having the hero chloroform Shiva in the nick of time, so that he can marry the beautiful American heiress. "Until I have been all round the clock like that, I don't feel that I have the idea at all. If you had only let me go on about the shaving soap, I should have made it into something lovely again — and all the time I should have perceived the absolute identity of even the two contradictory p…
1898 · PDF PAGE 135
…leapt high, Caught sword, bared breast, and hurled myself to die, But thy mad slaves attacked me. These I slew —So I half guess—the next thing my soul knew, I was alone and naked in my bed. The sword, snapped, on the floor, with hateful red Blotches of blood, and clots of bloody hair On its infernal steel. And unaware Of thy last gift I slept. I have it now, Thy gift from Hell’s door ! Would to God somehow
1901 · PDF PAGE 85
…Then the king Saw me, and knew me—and he knew the ring ! He did not ask me how I sped : disdain Curled his old lips : he said one bitter thing.
1905 · PDF PAGE 23
… of the original.* To this effort of mine certain “ false brethren unawares brought in ” have objected, saying, “ Touch not the accursed thing.” I pass over the blasphemy of their thus adapting verses of Scripture to their own vile ends. Let me, however, tell these “ wolves in sheep’s clothing,” these “ clouds without water ”, carried about of winds ; trees whose fruit withereth, without fruit, twice dead, plucked up by the roots ; raging waves of the sea, foaming out their own shame ; wandering stars, to whom is reserved the blackness of darkn…
1907 · PDF PAGE 106
…an has always played the sphinx. An open secretl How the minx Covers her single aim, poor saint! With many a foxy futile feint. The same thing civilized or wild: “I want a man: I want a child.” Man has a real secret—kept Close as a Rosy Cross adept! The safer that the sapient sheep Have never guessed he’d one to keep.
1911 · PDF PAGE 43
…lest not. 6. Only in the end shalt thou give up thy sap when the great God F. I. A. T. is enthroned on the day of Be—with-Us. 7. For two things are done and a third thing is begun. Isis and Osiris are given over to incest and adultery. Horus leaps up thrice armed from the womb of his mother. Harpo- crates his twin is hidden within him. Set is his holy covenant, that he shall display in the great day of Μ. Α. Α. T., that is being interpreted the Master of the Temple ofA c., A ,.?.־whose name is Truth. 35
1911 · PDF PAGE 43
…lest not. 6. Only in the end shalt thou give up thy sap when the great God F. I. A. T. is enthroned on the day of Be—with-Us. 7. For two things are done and a third thing is begun. Isis and Osiris are given over to incest and adultery. Horus leaps up thrice armed from the womb of his mother. Harpo- crates his twin is hidden within him. Set is his holy covenant, that he shall display in the great day of Μ. Α. Α. T., that is being interpreted the Master of the Temple ofA c., A ,.?.־whose name is Truth. 35
1929 · PDF PAGE 158
…as lunar might pass into the garden. The others started back, and it seemed to her that they trembled with surprise, as if it were a new thing to them to be repelled. And now she was standing on the Terrace of the Moon with Artemis, watching the body of Lisa la Giuffria, that lay there in its cradle. And she saw that the body was a dead thing, as dead as the cradle itself; it was unreal; all "material" things were unreal, shells void of meaning, geometrical abstractions, as Simon Iff had explained to her on their first meeting. But this body wa…
1913 · PDF PAGE 162
…ey . To church ! I heard a sermon once in spring , When last I went to church five years ago Such a dry , withered , cracked and crabbed thing As might have made the trees forget to grow . To church ! God is a spirit , not a creed ; He is an inner , outward - moving power : 143
1914 · PDF PAGE 22
… than man, ‘That leaves me more than God, too sad, too lonely To do no matter what. Since love began With the partition of the first one thing ‘That was itself, there is no hope to be But the eternal grace—the queen and king Of no commensurable ecstasy. Ah God! I am not with you even now: ‘The New Moon shines on a divided love— Christ! T will get to you somehow: somehow I will redeem the affright these cold hours prove. an
1901 · PDF PAGE 24
…Naked as dawn, the purpose of the hour Grows on my vision, and my cynic laughter Chills in my veins: the old avenging power Shows me the thing that is to be hereafter. I gloated on the coming of the curse— I did create a hearse, Black plumes and solemn mourners; and saw The triumph of some natural law Fit for a poet’s verse. I saw some common fate to lure, to tempt; (No mortal of the ages is exempt) Some notable disaster to the house Wherein such piety and love abide; I saw some hateful spouse Carry away the bride. That feeble prescience of eve…
1904 · PDF PAGE 45
…rescent sunlight two each sweet side of a maiden’s forelock worked into the semblance of a net. Mr Swinburne is a person who can’t say a thing straight out, you know. What we're driving at (a little obscurely, you’ll say) but certainly driving, driving furiously like Ahab or one of those 33
1928 · PDF PAGE 122
I remembered everything, as you see. By and by they each drank a glass of brandy and went to sleep, their foreheads turned up to the stars. I wanted so much to ask them to take me away with them and teach me to play on their instruments, but I did not dare; no doubt because it is always very difficult to decide to do anything, whatever it is, and also because I was afraid of being caught before getting out- side France. His three comrades showed little interest, which gave me to think This little fellow is al- ready an unintelligible. I loo…
1898 · PDF PAGE 49
…tongues Speak sense. I never hear your voice but know Some geese are gabbling. Sing to him perchance! The voice of old men is a pleasant thing. CHORUS. What say ye, brethren, shall we sing to him Some sweet low ditty, or the louder pean?
1901 · PDF PAGE 22
…e Actual years. The city was itself; Hard thinking if hard drinking—sober-sides! One night I stepped up tremulous on the stage, Sang something, found my senses afterward Only to that intolerable sound Of terrible applause. They shook the sky With calling me to answer. And J lay— A storm of weeping swept across my frame— Till the polite, the hateful manager Led me to face a nation’s lunatic Roar of delight. I soon got over that, And over—yes, the other thing. Three months— They used to quote me on the Stock Exchange! I will say this to me, I wil…
1901 · PDF PAGE 83
… vision, the abundant air ? ” I only wept. The elements rejoice ; No tear before had ever fallen there. I thought within myself a bitter thing, Standing abased. The golden marriage ring The queen had given—how her beauty stank Now in mine yes, where once their passion drank Its secret sweets of poison. Let the spring Of love once dawn—all else hath little thank ! Yet resolute I put my love away. I could not live in this amazing day.
1910 · PDF PAGE 7
…corpse should bleed at the murderer’s touch ! Then, not content, she must needs smutch All my past purifying pain, Turning all life to a thing fouler than Aught yet imaginable to man ! Who asks me for my tears ? She flings the body of my sweet dead child Into my face with hell’s own epitaph, Profanes that shrine Of infinite love and infinite loss, My empty shrine, the one shrine undefiled, My one close-claspèd cross— And hers as much as mine ! Profanes it with a hideous laugh And a lie flung with a curse ; and I must hear, And must not stamp on…
1913 · PDF PAGE 235
…ice; for love and death are one; In all the secret star-wrought harmonies, By married death and love is man undone. There is some secret thing I wot not of; It is not death; I know it is not love. So do my songs end here ; the hour is fled, And there are no more roses; I am fain To cease from singing. Wait! the hour is sped, My songs are turning into dreams again. Oh! now the hour is dead, and I am fain Awake life's young song back to soul again! THE EPILOGUE SHALL they avail, O wind, The things that I have heard? Because I am utterly blind, Di…
1913 · PDF PAGE 235
…ice; for love and death are one; In all the secret star-wrought harmonies, By married death and love is man undone. There is some secret thing I wot not of; It is not death; I know it is not love. So do my songs end here ; the hour is fled, And there are no more roses; I am fain To cease from singing. Wait! the hour is sped, My songs are turning into dreams again. Oh! now the hour is dead, and I am fain Awake life's young song back to soul again! THE EPILOGUE SHALL they avail, O wind, The things that I have heard? Because I am utterly blind, Di…