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…ire died a good Catholic, but he died a Catholic.” —E.L. Christian authors unanimously hold that, like all ‘heretics, he repented on his death-bed, and died blaspheming. What on earth does it matter? Life, not death, reveals the soul— TRANS. 60
…ire died a good Catholic, but he died a Catholic.” —E.L. Christian authors unanimously hold that, like all ‘heretics, he repented on his death-bed, and died blaspheming. What on earth does it matter? Life, not death, reveals the soul— TRANS. 60
…d ecstasy, life loosed at last From the long-held leash! The headlong, hot-mouthed girl Upon her sister like a star is cast, Pallid with death-in-life achieved. O force Of murder animal in the dead embrace ! The implacable ardour, unavenged remorse For time’s insulting loss, quickens the pace Unto its prey that gathers, like a storm Shrouding invisibly the crater’s rim Whence fury yet shall wake, and fire in- form The inane basalt and coruscations dim Of smouldering infamy. Bow down in awe! It is enough. The Gods areat feast. With- draw ! LA GU…
…cance even for us who —thanks be to God for His un- speakable mercy ! — are washed in the blood of the Lamb and freed from the chains of death — and of hell. Surely this terrible history is a true Sign of the Times. We walk in the last days, and all the
THE BLUE DWARF. 9I For life or death. Now ! — — Stretch ! — Plague on the wretch ! Friends, ease me — with a scimitar ! ALEXANDER We learnt not that from the dark Star. MIRIAM Why then, be cursed ! My belly is about to burst. The hag and the baboon come forward. THE HAG Ho ! we will lift the prudish latch. Dear apeling, hold the torches while I catch This monster. So. Dispatch ! MIRIAM God ! let it be a boy. I would enjoy His love. Who hath come forth with such keen pain Owes keener pleasure, going back again. A curse upon that Dove.
…Are dead, or drunk with wine, and soma- juice And hemp and opium ! Maurya, thou shalt be! So for long years I have dared. First the twin death Of the dotards, slow constraint of Maurya’s mind Totheone end. Next, study: next, research In places long-forgotten of the West, Deep hidden of the East: the perfect rite Dragged by laborious hand and brain to shape And this [Pazses glass] the first fruits ! Hail, thou fount of wit, Light liquor, child of cares how heavy! Drink! The peace of the Priest ! [He drinks up the liquor. Be thou my light ! Unclo…
… a heart in her ensanguine hands, The nightly victim of her whore’s attire. Quick sobs of lust instead of prayers inspire Some oracle of Death. From many lands Come many worshippers. Their fading brands Rekindle from the sacrificial fire. Before the altar of Plenty, Love, and Peace, Stand purer priests in bloodless sacrifice, And quiet hymns of happiness are heard. _ Here sound no hatreds and no ecstasies; Here no polluted sacrament of Vice Unveiled! I chose the first without a word!
…n divides From love-enlightened limbs, and swell The choral cries unutterable Out of the salt, out of the tides, The sea, whose drink is death by thirst. The triumph anthem overrides The ocean's lamentable sides, And we are done with life: accurst Who linger; lost who find ; but we Follow the gold wake of the first Who found in losing ; who reversed The dictates of eternity. Lo! in steep meditation hearsed, Coffined in knowledge, fast we flee Unto the island from the sea. 74
… consent The seven ecstatic joys are sent : Thy secret worship shall inspire Our hearts with His devoted fire. O mother, to Thy house of death We fly from life’s deceitful breath. O star of love upon the sea, We sail to Thee—we sail to Thee ! Amen. O 9
Even as the holy Rathat travelleth Within his bark upon the firmament, Looking with fire-keen evvs on life and death In simple state and cardinal content : Even as the holy hawk that towers sublime Into the great abyss, with icy gaze Fronting the calm immensities of time And making space to shudder; so I praise With infinite contempt the joyous world That I have figured in this brain of mine. The sails of this life’s argosy are furled; The anchor drops in those abodes divine. Master of self and God, freewill and Fate. [ am alone — at last — to …
HYMN TO PAN The gods withdraw: The great beasts come, Io Pan! Iam borne To death on the horn Of the Unicorn. Iam Pan! Io Pan! Io Pan Pan! Pan! Iam thy mate, Iam thy man, Goat of thy flock, Iam gold, I am god, Flesh to thy bone, flower to thy rod. With hoofs of steel I race on the rocks Through solstice stubborn to equinox. And I rave; andI rape and I rip andI rend Everlasting, world without end, Mannikin, maiden, mzenad, man, In the might of Pan. Io Pan! Io Pan Pan! Pan! Io Pan!
…h writing but literature. Art is the expression of divine Truth; Mr Underhill, being no artist, expresses only human error. CANDLESTICK. DEATH. HEREWARD CARRINGTON and JOHN R. ΜΕΑυΕκ. Wm. Rider & Son. S:. 64’. net. A most interesting and fairly able book. Mr Carrington’s hysteria is thoroughly diluted by Mr Meader, or else he has taken a little nourishment and feels better. The Vitality book was the scream of a. schoolgirl. The “ theories " of these writers are, however, too comic to discuss seriously. One believes in “Life,” a mystical entity …
…h writing but literature. Art is the expression of divine Truth; Mr Underhill, being no artist, expresses only human error. CANDLESTICK. DEATH. HEREWARD CARRINGTON and JOHN R. ΜΕΑυΕκ. Wm. Rider & Son. S:. 64’. net. A most interesting and fairly able book. Mr Carrington’s hysteria is thoroughly diluted by Mr Meader, or else he has taken a little nourishment and feels better. The Vitality book was the scream of a. schoolgirl. The “ theories " of these writers are, however, too comic to discuss seriously. One believes in “Life,” a mystical entity …
…crawl like serpents ; we are intoxicated with astral light; we plunge into the common reservoir, as happens in a more complete manner in death; but then (and it is thus that Paracelsus explains the mysteries of the other life) the wicked, that is to say, those who have allowed themselves to be dominated by the instincts of the brute to the prejudice of human reason, are drowned in the ocean of the common life with all the anguish of eternal death; the others swim upon it, and enjoy for ever the riches of that fluid gold which they have succeede…
…crawl like serpents ; we are intoxicated with astral light; we plunge into the common reservoir, as happens in a more complete manner in death; but then (and it is thus that Paracelsus explains the mysteries of the other life) the wicked, that is to say, those who have allowed themselves to be dominated by the instincts of the brute to the prejudice of human reason, are drowned in the ocean of the common life with all the anguish of eternal death; the others swim upon it, and enjoy for ever the riches of that fluid gold which they have succeede…
…le, the throb of his envenomed pulse, the reflection in con- sciousness of his blood-beat. I became conscious of his intense longing for death to end the torture. The blood circulated ever slower and more painfully; I could feel him hoping for the end. This dreadful rose-dawn suddenly greyed and sick- ened with doubt. Hope sank to its nadir; fear rose like a dragon, with leaden wings. Suppose, thought he, that after all death does not end me! I cannot express this conception. It is not that the heart sank, it had nowhither to sink; it knew itse…
… he loved ! His lips anoint My lips with love ; with thirst insatiate He drank my breath, Absorbed my life in His, dispersed me, gave me death. VIII. This is release, is freedom, is desire ; This is the one hope that a man may gain ; This is the lasting ecstasy of pain That fools reject, the dread, the searching fire That quivers in the marrow, that in vain Burns secretly The unconsuméd bush where God lurks privily. 1 5
…slow ! Ho! Ho! [The storm ceases.| Criospa. Thy words avail then? RuPHa. Ha! Ha! They avail. I avail. Did Rupha fail, All would be done. Death to the sun !
…s mutiny ; the storm Wilder and wilder shrieks and wails, And phantoms ghastly and difform Haunt thy poor captain as he sails. Grant, as death’s iceberg threatens me, Sin’s fog, Satanic spite that bars, That I may keep these eyes on Thee, Star on the sea that blots the stars ! Amen. T 6
AMBERGRIS FROM THE MOTHERS TRAGEDY A Death in Thessaly ....................................... 57 FROM ORACLES The Hermits Hymn to Solitude....................... 61 On Waikiki Beach .......................................... 65 FROM ALICE : AN ADULTERY Margaret ........................................................ 68 Red Poppy...................................................... 70 Alice............................................................... 73 FROM THE ARGONAUTS Chorus of Shipbuilders .................................. 75 At Wai…