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Page 27 of 1291899 · PDF PAGE 200
178 MYSTERIES: MAN’S HOPE. kK * fades the last red glimmer of the sun, Ere day is night, when on the glittering bar The waves are foaming rubies, and afar Streaks of red water, gold on th’ horizon, On summer ripples rhythmically run, Ere dusk is weaned, there sails on silver car From the expectant East, the Evening Star, And all the threads of sorrow are unspun. So He who ordered this shall still work thus, And ere life’s lamp shall flicker into death, And Time lose all his empire over us, A gleam of Hope, of Knowledge, shall arise, A star to s…
1903 · PDF PAGE 61
XXVI I WILL not, and you will not. Stay! Do you recall that night of June When from the insufferable day Edged out the dead volcanic moon Solemn into the midnight? You Shone your inviolate violet eyes Into my eyes less sad, and drew Back from the slender witcheries Of word and song: and silence knew What splendour in the silence lies, The soul drawn back into itself. It was the deep environing Wood that then shielded us: the elf And fairy in an emerald ring, And hamadryad of the trees, And naiad of the sleepy lake, That watched us on the mossy …
1908 · PDF PAGE 52
AMPHORA II NSHRINED in cloistral sanctity I sit and worship solemnly. Mary is everything to me. I hail Thee holy Mary. By day and night I sit alone Mute as a monument of stone, And meditate before the throne Of bright and blessed Mary. I see Her glory from afar Gleam like some cold and sacred star Among the solitudes that are The shrines of blessed Mary. Bid Thou these filmy eyes to see ! Turn Thou this heart to grace and gree ! Bring Thou my sense-dulled self to Thee, O bright and blessed Mary ! The song may cease, but through the air Ever sha…
1912 · PDF PAGE 115
…e as one man in glad liesse To honour that great health. ‘“God’s way Is not as man’s” (quoth Lancelot). “Yet, may God send him back this day, His quest achieved, to Camelot!” “ Amen!” they cried, and raised the bow! ; When—the wind rose, a blast as hot 109
1913 · PDF PAGE 166
… Never , Never Lulls the wet woods , and ever growing dim The fields are grey with mist , and slip away Into the darkness with the dying day . 147
1904 · PDF PAGE 11
…he White Beard22 with his son’s blood besprinkled, Carve one more gash in the forehead23 hate-wrinkled:— So, using little arms, earn one day better ones; Cutting the small chains,24 learn soon to unfetter one’s Limbs from the large ones, walk forth and be free!— So much for Browning ! and so much for me ! Pray do not ask me where I stand ! “Who asks, doth err.”25 At least demand No folly such as answer means ! “But if” (you26 say) “your spirit weans Itself of milk-and-water pap, And one religion as another O’erleaps itself and falls on the othe…
1911 · PDF PAGE 113
…. And he shall make himself a wand of almond wood or of hazel cut by his own hands at dawn at the Equinox, or at the Solstice, or on the day of Corpus Christi, or on one of the feast-days that are appointed in the Book of the Law. And he shall engrave with his own hand upon a plate of gold the Holy Sevenfold Table, or the Holy Twelvefold Table, or some particular device. And it shall be foursquare within a circle, and the circle shall be winged, and he shall attach it about his forehead by a ribbon of blue silk. Moreover, he shall wear a fillet…
1907 · PDF PAGE 252
… our great public schools, iii. 219 Thou fair Republic oversea afar, i. 136 Thou knowest, O Love, ii. 83 Thou Sun, whose swift desire to-day is dull, i. 39 Through fields of foam ungarnered, i. 149 Thus all conceptions fail and fall, ii. 172 Thus, in Ascension, you and I, ii. 152 Thy brazen forehead, and its lustre gloom. i, 166 To-day thrice halves the lunar week, ii. 164 To die amid the blossoms of the frost, i. 135 To love you, Love, is all my happiness, i. 187 To-night I tread the unsubstantial way, i. 196 To return from our little digressi…
1910 · PDF PAGE 382
…nim fly ; his troops delight In murder of many a myriad men, Following exultant into fight Sir Palamede the Saracen. Now when a year and day are done Sir Palamedes is aware Of blue pavilions in the sun, And bannerets fluttering in the air. Forward he spurs; his armour gleams; Then on his haunches rears the steed; Above the lordly silk there streams The pennon of Sir Palamede! Aflame, a bridegroom to his spouse, He rides to meet with galliard grace Some scion of his holy house, Or germane to his royal race.
1910 · PDF PAGE 382
…nim fly ; his troops delight In murder of many a myriad men, Following exultant into fight Sir Palamede the Saracen. Now when a year and day are done Sir Palamedes is aware Of blue pavilions in the sun, And bannerets fluttering in the air. Forward he spurs; his armour gleams; Then on his haunches rears the steed; Above the lordly silk there streams The pennon of Sir Palamede! Aflame, a bridegroom to his spouse, He rides to meet with galliard grace Some scion of his holy house, Or germane to his royal race.
1911 · PDF PAGE 52
AMPHORA II NSHRINED in cloistral sanctity I sit and worship solemnly. Mary is everything to me. I hail Thee holy Mary. By day and night I sit alone Mute as a monument of stone, And meditate before the throne Of bright and blessed Mary. I see Her glory from afar Gleam like some cold and sacred star Among the solitudes that are The shrines of blessed Mary. Bid Thou these filmy eyes to see ! Turn Thou this heart to grace and gree ! Bring Thou my sense-dulled self to Thee, O bright and blessed Mary ! The song may cease, but through the air Ever sha…
1905 · PDF PAGE 213
…er the gleaming green: the smoke is risen Out of the cloudy north ; the incense-wand That binds dead souls in prison, That prison of the day, when sleepless dead Rest for awhile from agony and dread. Strange ! how a certain fear possesses me Alone amid their crag-bound solitude. Even beyond the keen delight—to Be— Steals that diviner mood Of wonder at the miracle—the plan Of Nature crowned by the astounding Man! The secret of the Lord is set with him That wonders at His majesty :? his praise Wells from no trembler’s misery: his hymn Swells the …
1922 · PDF PAGE 382
…me that we did not even dare to dream how far it soared above us. Our business was to climb from crag to crag, with caution and courage, day after day, life after life. Not ours to speculate about the goal of our Going. Enough for us to Go. We knew our way, having found our will, and for the means, had we not love? ‘“‘ Love is the law, love under will.” The words were neither on our lips nor in our hearts. They were implicit in every idea, and in every impression. We went from the court up the steps, through the open glass doors, into the vault…
1954 · PDF PAGE 261
… himself to any external stress that affects him, and so proceeds happily thinking of a way To feed oneself on batter. And so go on from day to day Getting a little fatter. -assuming that his "True Will" is of that variety. Basil King Lamus asserts this in The Diary of a Drug Fiend when he says: "If I were a dog, I should bark; if I were an owl, I
1898 · PDF PAGE 42
THE PRIEST SPEAKS. (Boccacio. Day IV. Tale VIII.) LAY them together for the sake of Love Within a little plot of piteous earth, When life’s last flower is faded in the sun. Lay them together in the tender ground That summer showers may shed a trembling tear. And summer breezes whisper melodies Of pity. Lay them there, and when the sky Opens a lingering eyelash of deep cloud, And the sea sparkles out from under it To kiss the earth into awakening From the dream-slumbers that its fancies weave— Fancies of starlight on the lucent sea Gleaming from…
1905 · PDF PAGE 83
ORPHEUS O hours not of day But of zons that roll ! Earth stretches away From pole unto pole; Four seasons decay, Ere one sound of thy soul, O fervent and following years, springs over the solar goal ! Come forth to the sound Of the seven sweet strings! Advance and rebound! Be your pomp as a king’s! Girdled around With seasons and stings As a serpent’s encompassing Time. Come forth! on the heavy grey wings! Ye arbiter lords That sit as for doom, Bright splendour of swords Leaps forth in your gloom ! But stronger my chords Shall lift in your womb…
1913 · PDF PAGE 63
Frances Cornford . I only know the sun shone down As still it shines to -day, And in my fingers long and brown The little pebbles lay . IN DORSET. CROM muddy road to muddy lane I I plodded through the falling rain : For miles and miles was nothing there But mist and mud , and hedges bare . At length approaching I espied Two gypsy women side by side, They turned their faces hard and bold And brown and freshened by the cold , And stared at me in gypsy wise With shrewd , unfriendly , savage eyes. No word they said , no more dared I , And so we pas…
1913 · PDF PAGE 116
…on 's pale ghost To make old blessings new . A thousand fire- flies star His way , A thousand candle - lights ; Earth lit by other every day Can light her Lord at nights . Tall palms rear stately heads to grace The coming of the King , Incense to smoke before his face A thousand flowers bring . And all the world , as Eden was , Is hushed in holy fear , Only small creatures shrill because God holds them very dear . For earth 's an altar ; Golgotha Forbids to flee the name ; And sad man wandering very far Finds still the Cross the same .
1909 · PDF PAGE 298
…s that one plus one equals two. Ifa child is never taught to add one to one it is possible that even when grown up, the man to his dying day will look upon the setter of the twopenny-halfpenny sprat question as an advanced mathematician, perhaps even as an “advanced occultist.” But when he has learnt the meaning of one plus one equals two, he will find this vast unthinkable problem to be after all but as simple as adding one to one or two to two. The affectation of knowledge and the piling on of symbols is only legetimate to the ignorant when t…
1909 · PDF PAGE 298
…s that one plus one equals two. Ifa child is never taught to add one to one it is possible that even when grown up, the man to his dying day will look upon the setter of the twopenny-halfpenny sprat question as an advanced mathematician, perhaps even as an “advanced occultist.” But when he has learnt the meaning of one plus one equals two, he will find this vast unthinkable problem to be after all but as simple as adding one to one or two to two. The affectation of knowledge and the piling on of symbols is only legetimate to the ignorant when t…