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Page 25 of 771899 · PDF PAGE 234
…fe was a passionate dream Once, when light fancy ran riot, Now, ere youth fades, flows in peace past woody bank and green eyot. Highest, white heather and rock, Mountain and pine, with young laughter, Breezes that murmur and mock Duller delights to come after, Wild as a swallow that dives whither the sea wind _ would waft her. Lower, an ocean of flowers, Trees that are warmer and leafier, Starrier, sunnier hours Spurning the stain of all grief here, Bringing a quiet delight to us, beyond our belief, here. : Lastly, the uttermost sea, Starred wi…
1899 · PDF PAGE 25
…end god, who oft caressed Her pale chaste wifehood, and who pressed Upon my forehead kisses blest ; Bid blossom out this rose, This fair white bud whose heart is pure, Whose bosom fears not, neither knows The long vague mysteries that endure Of life uncertain, of love sure, Teach her the mystic overture To Loves transcendant throes.
1907 · PDF PAGE 60
…ERNEL PRINTEMPS I HE eternal spring is in the heart of youth. They are nearest to the secret of the world, These lovers with their lithe white bodies curled Into the rhythm of a dance; the truth Is theirs that feel, not ours that idly see; Theirs that inhabit, and not ours that flee The intimate touch of love and think to sleuth By intellect all the scent of being, whirled In the wheel of time—roll back, slow years, and be A monument, a memory for me; That I may in their passion have a part, And feel their glory glow within my heart! II This ho…
1910 · PDF PAGE 101
… of some happier birth ? Springs earliest snowdrop ? Summers latest rose ? II Thou knowest what asp hath fixed its lethal tooth In the white breast that trembled like a flower At thy name whispered. Thou hast marked how hour By hour its poison hath dissolved my youth,
1910 · PDF PAGE 500
…rimson cloth extra, 38. 6d. net per volume, THE GIFT OF THE SPIRIT. A Selection from the Essays of PRENTICE MULFoRD. Reprinted from the ‘White Cross Library.” With an Introduction by ARTHUR Epwarp Waite. Third Edition. CONTENTS.—God in the Trees; or the Infinite Mind in Nature. The God in Yourself. The Doctor within. Mental Medicine. Faith; or, Being Led of the Spirit. The Material Mind v. The Spiritual Mind. What are Spiritual Gifts? Healthy and Unhealthy Spirit Communion. Spells; or, the Law of Change. Immortality in the Flesh. Regeneration; …
1910 · PDF PAGE 500
…rimson cloth extra, 38. 6d. net per volume, THE GIFT OF THE SPIRIT. A Selection from the Essays of PRENTICE MULFoRD. Reprinted from the ‘White Cross Library.” With an Introduction by ARTHUR Epwarp Waite. Third Edition. CONTENTS.—God in the Trees; or the Infinite Mind in Nature. The God in Yourself. The Doctor within. Mental Medicine. Faith; or, Being Led of the Spirit. The Material Mind v. The Spiritual Mind. What are Spiritual Gifts? Healthy and Unhealthy Spirit Communion. Spells; or, the Law of Change. Immortality in the Flesh. Regeneration; …
1905 · PDF PAGE 66
…in the moonlight. IT want to say something that I couldn’t say before, because my heart choked me. oSME. Come out, Percy, the moon is so white, looking out of the black sky. The sky is quite black near the moon; only far down where there are no more bright stars it is a deep, deep blue. It is bluer and deeper than the sea, PERCY. It is like your eyes. [Comes oud into corridor.) Esmé! I have looked into your eyes as your eyes look into ifleaven, and thereI have found my Ileaven. O serene depths! O faultless face of my desire! O white brow too cl…
1899 · PDF PAGE 72
…tricken, and flees afraid. JARED. Bring me the sackcloth and the ashes now. ELEAZAR. Behold! the crown of all our maiden wreath, Adulah, white and lissome, with the flames Of dawn forth blushing through her flower-crowned hair. . CHORUS. Behold a virgin to the Lord! Behold a maiden pale as death, Whose glance is silver as a sword, And flowers of Kedar fill her breath, Whose fragrance saturates the sward, Whose sunny perfume floating saith : From my ineffable desire is drawn The awful glory of the golden dawn. Behold her bosom bare and bold Whos…
1907 · PDF PAGE 39
…secret whisper of sweet life Shakes in the shell-ear murmurous memories Of the old wonder of young ecstasies In the first hours when the white word of wife She won so hardly out of dark wild strife And mystery of peace; thine utter ease, Abandoned rapture! Caught and cut by seas Of sudden wisdom, stinging as a knife Swift struck sets all the blood a-tingle. Woe! What wakes within? What holiest intimation Of intimate knowledge of the lords of nature? She sees her fate smile out on her, doth know Her weird of womanhood, her noble station Among th…
1910 · PDF PAGE 77
… on the days grave, To love, and to forget ; And sea-winds whisper oer the wave The name of Margaret. A heart of gold, a flower of white, A blushing flame of snow, She moves like latticed moons of light And O ! her voice is low, Shell murmurs borne to Amphitrite, Exulting as they go. Her stature waves, as if a flower Forgot the evening breeze, But heard the charioted hour Sweep from the father seas, And kept sweet time within her bower, And hushed mild melodies. So grave and delicate and tall Shall laughter never sweep Like a moss-guard…
1911 · PDF PAGE 22
I4 12. 13. 14.. 15. THE EQUINOX And this : There is a well before the Great White Throne That is choked up with rubbish from the ages; Rubble and clay and sediment and stone, Delight of lizards and despair of sages. Only the lightning from His hand that sits, And shall sit when the usurping tyrant falls, Can purge that wilderness of wills and wits, Let spring that fountain in eternal halls. And this: Sulphur, Salt, and Mercury: Which is master of the three? Salt is Lady of the Sea; Lord of Air is Mercury. Now by God’s grace here is salt Fixed b…
1911 · PDF PAGE 22
I4 12. 13. 14.. 15. THE EQUINOX And this : There is a well before the Great White Throne That is choked up with rubbish from the ages; Rubble and clay and sediment and stone, Delight of lizards and despair of sages. Only the lightning from His hand that sits, And shall sit when the usurping tyrant falls, Can purge that wilderness of wills and wits, Let spring that fountain in eternal halls. And this: Sulphur, Salt, and Mercury: Which is master of the three? Salt is Lady of the Sea; Lord of Air is Mercury. Now by God’s grace here is salt Fixed b…
1912 · PDF PAGE 41
…Law That holds the sounds; he squats upon the straw. Under that grave, blue sky no thing he sees: The swift chameleon market-place ; the white Stern pillars of the churches ; murmuries A
1912 · PDF PAGE 41
…Law That holds the sounds; he squats upon the straw. Under that grave, blue sky no thing he sees: The swift chameleon market-place ; the white Stern pillars of the churches ; murmuries A
1898 · PDF PAGE 16
…st his eye Turn back covetous to try For our palaces, to rule Where the far blue Syrian sky Stretches, where the clouds as wool Mark the white Arabian border, To become a tyrant king Where his sword came conquering. Out of chaos rises order On her wide unwearying wing, But the desolate marauder Never over us shall swing Such a sceptre as should bring Sorrow to one home of ours. Better bear the heavy hours Under God’s avenging breath, Better brave the horrid powers, Nor avoid the foreign death, Humbling all our pride before God’s most holy thron…
1910 · PDF PAGE 293
…ion of some happier birth? Spring’s earliest snowdrop? Summer's latest rose? Il Thou knowest what asp hath fixed its lethal tooth In the white breast that trembled like a flower At thy name whispered. Thou hast marked how hour By hour its poison hath dissolved my youth, 275
1910 · PDF PAGE 293
…ion of some happier birth? Spring’s earliest snowdrop? Summer's latest rose? Il Thou knowest what asp hath fixed its lethal tooth In the white breast that trembled like a flower At thy name whispered. Thou hast marked how hour By hour its poison hath dissolved my youth, 275
1899 · PDF PAGE 7
…d at Thought: “I crush thee quite |” Then rose the splendid song of thee, “ Thou liest !” Out of the darkness, in the death of hope, Thy white star flamed in Europe’s horoscope. The coffin-nails were driven home: the curse Of mockery’s blessing flung the dust upon her : The horses of Destruction dragged the hearse Over besmirchéd roads of Truth and Honour: The obscene God spat on the universe: The sods of Destiny were spattered on her :— Then rose thy spirit through the shaken skies : “Child of the Dawn, I say to thee, arise!” Through the ances…
1910 · PDF PAGE 487
…odily seen then of them all. Then came he to Sir Palamede, Nestling to him, as sweet and small As a young babe clings at its need To the white bosom of its mother, As Christ clung to the gibbet-reed! Then every knight turned to his brother, Sobbing and sighing for great gladness; And, as they looked on one another, SIR PALAMEDES, THE SARACEN KNIGHT
1910 · PDF PAGE 487
…odily seen then of them all. Then came he to Sir Palamede, Nestling to him, as sweet and small As a young babe clings at its need To the white bosom of its mother, As Christ clung to the gibbet-reed! Then every knight turned to his brother, Sobbing and sighing for great gladness; And, as they looked on one another, SIR PALAMEDES, THE SARACEN KNIGHT