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…is teeth to ride—to ride! Three days: the black horse drops and dies. The trappings furnish them a fire, The beast a meal. With dreadful eyes Stare into death the child, the sire. Six days : the gaunt and gallant knight Sees hateful visions in the day. Where are the antient speed and might Were wont to animate that clay? Nine days; they stumble on; no more His strength avails to bear the child. Still hangs the mist, and still before Yawns the immeasurable wild. Twelve days: the end. Afar he spies The mountains stooping to the plain ; A little s…
1922 · PDF PAGE 317
…n his pocket, rose to his feet, and stretched himself like some great lazy lion. He took her in his arms and held her firmly, fixing his eyes upon her tortured face ; the long jagged scarlet mouth stretched to a tragic square through which the scream refused to come. He shook her shoulders gently. Her rigid muscles began to relax. “It’s a deal, then, little girl,”’ he said. Her mouth closed, and then curled itself into a smile of exquisite happiness. The sombre fire of lust died out of her eyes. They kindled with the light of under- standing.
1930 · PDF PAGE 87
…. 3. Let him then transfer the seat of his consciousness to that imagined figure 3 so that it may seem to him that he is seeing with its eyes, and hearing with its ears. This will usually be the great difficulty of the operation. 4. Let him then cause that imagined figure to rise in the air to a great height above the earth. 5. Let him then stop and look about him. (It is sometimes difficult to open the eyes.) 6. Probably he will see figures approaching him, or become conscious of a landscape. Let him speak to such figures, and insist upon bein…
1929 · PDF PAGE 2
…the pointed beard whom fate had thrown first into the same compartment, and then into the same hour of exile from all their fellows. His eyes were astonishingly black and fierce; his beard was grizzled and his face heavily lined and obvi- ously burnt by tropical suns; but that face also ex- pressed intelligence, strength, and resourcefulness in a degree which would have made him an ideal comrade in a forlorn hope, or the defence of a desperate vil- lage. Across the back of his left hand was a thick and heavy scar. In spite of all this, he was d…
1899 · PDF PAGE 43
…aters rippling by my feet, Trees that re-weave their branches lovingly, Birds that pass passionate on pinions fleet : Such quiet joys my eyes in slumber see— Let deaths keen sickle wander through the wheat ! I love not life oermuch ; since loving thee My dreams are sweet. Sing, little bird, it is dawn ; Chant, with the day the woods ring ; Now in the blush of the morn Sing ! Love doth enchain me and cling, Love, of the breeze that is born, Love, with the breeze that takes wing,
1909 · PDF PAGE 200
…tates, so that he may enjoy to the full the foretaste of the plunge. I stood there, very God of very God, in the glittering green of her eyes, that darted flames of exquisite ardour upon me—ay, upon me. Had I been standing there a moment or an zon? Francis BENDICK. 190
1909 · PDF PAGE 200
…tates, so that he may enjoy to the full the foretaste of the plunge. I stood there, very God of very God, in the glittering green of her eyes, that darted flames of exquisite ardour upon me—ay, upon me. Had I been standing there a moment or an zon? Francis BENDICK. 190
1910 · PDF PAGE 478
…, the God that raises All our lives to ecstasy !” Sir Palamedes was too wise To mock their gentle wooing; He smiles into their sparkling eyes While they his armour are undoing. “ For who” (quoth he) “ may say that this Is not the mystery I miss?” Soon he is gathered in the dance, And smothered in the flowers.
1910 · PDF PAGE 478
…, the God that raises All our lives to ecstasy !” Sir Palamedes was too wise To mock their gentle wooing; He smiles into their sparkling eyes While they his armour are undoing. “ For who” (quoth he) “ may say that this Is not the mystery I miss?” Soon he is gathered in the dance, And smothered in the flowers.
1910 · PDF PAGE 116
… my cheeks are flooded with desire And shame, and black foul fire That bubbles in my soul, and shoots its terror Out of these sloe-black eyes Into the lake’s unfathomable mirror, That, laughing back upon me laughing, lies. I will creep in — afar From the frenzy of yon nameless star. But who art thou Descending in a cloud of cherubim ? A moon-white sickle crowns that flashing brow ; Thine head like the wise bird Splendidly grim That utters that unutterable word ; Thy body like the bright sun in his strength ; And all thy virgin length Armed with…
1912 · PDF PAGE 84
… the sweep of the cold plain Where good Sir Palamede doth lie, Keen on the Beast-slot once again. All day he rode; all night he lay With eyes wide open to the stars, Seeking in many a secret way The key to unlock his prison bars. Beneath him, hark! the marvel sounds! The Beast that questeth horribly. As if a thirty couple hounds Are in his belly questeth he. Beneath him? Heareth he aright? He leaps to’s feet—a wonder shews: Steep dips a stairway from the light To what obscurity God knows. Still never a tremor shakes his soul (God praise thee, k…
1913 · PDF PAGE 57
…te stays and sighs , Something of Woman finding in the breasts I made adoring — on the eternal brow Strong contemplation , as of seaward eyes . *" VISION OF HIM .” THROUGH the Uncreated , Unfelt , Untrod , Breathed for a moment Sorrow of God .
1905 · PDF PAGE 78
JEPHTHAH 71 lale spouses whom his heart despised, but thou Wast of a fairer face and brighter eyes, And limbs more amorous assuaged thy sire ; And fuller blood of his is tingling thus Now in thy veins indignant at our sin. But thou art strong and we are weak indeed, Nor can we bear the burden, nor sustain The fury of the Children of the East That ride against us, and bright victory Is thronéd in their banners, while on ours Perches the hideous nightbird of defeat. Mourn, mourn and cry ; bow down unto the dust QO israel, and O Gilead, for your s…
1954 · PDF PAGE 178
…assume your astral body and rise far above the terrestrial atmosphere, while the music continues softly in the background. You open your eyes, and find that it is night . Dark clouds are on the horizon; but in the zenith is a crown of constellations. This light helps you, especially as your eyes become accustomed to the gloom, to take in your surroundings. It is a bleak and barren landscape. Terrific mountains rim the world . In the midst looms a cluster of blue-black crags. Now there appears from their recesses a gigantic being. His strength, …
1901 · PDF PAGE 30
18 THE SOUL OF OSIRIS. JEZEBEL. PART I. LION’S mane, a leopard’s skin Across my dusty shoulders thrown ; A swart fierce face, with eyes where sin Lurks like a serpent by a stone. A man driven forth by lust to seek Rest from himself on Carmel’s peak. A prophet with wild hair behind, Streaming in fiery clusters ! Yea, Tangled with vehemence of the wind, And knotted with the tears that slay ; And all my face parched up and dried, And all my body crucified. Ofttimes the Spirit of the Lord Descends and floods me with his breath ; My words are fashio…
1903 · PDF PAGE 43
… a corpse-light and proclaimed “ The day ! ”; Lurked in Aeaean fens to elude the ray Whose beauty might disturb me : I did shun The onyx eyes that saw me not as one Possible even for a moment’s play. Thus I was tangled in some house of hell, Giving mine own soul’s beauty up to lust, Hoping to build some fort impregnable Against my love : instead the deep disgust Of my own beasthood crushed it into dust, And left my manhood twisted in her spell. 23
1903 · PDF PAGE 92
…ned And prayed me oft forbearance.” Cymbeline. How sweet the soft looks shot, endearing shame With their warm fragrance of love’s modest eyes ! The secret knowledge of our secrecies Shone from their distance with a subtle flame, And gave to pudency a rosier name When the long lashes drooped, and saintlier sighs Took softer meanings, till my arteries Throbbed with the glad desire that went and came. “ I charge you in the very name of love.” Quoth she : “ We have all day to steal below And snatch short kisses out of danger’s throat. Why beg you n…
1903 · PDF PAGE 44
…Still in the dusk : her body sang Out full and clear “‘O love me!” Rang The silver couplets undismayed, Bright, bold, convincing. In her eyes 42
1910 · PDF PAGE 116
106 CLYTIE I STRAIN mine eyes across the surge ; the spindrift cuts me like a whip ; The wet wind wails a wolfish dirge for its slain paramour the ship. The ship, the ship that brings me home more than all hoarded galleons Brought through that sunset-blooded foam, with hulls of teak and beaks of bronze ! More than all store of gold or spice, ivory, slaves or sandal- wood Art thou, O marvel beyond price, O bee-hive of beatitude ! Is not each cell that builds thee up a well of honey-scented sips ? Is not thy soul one fragrant cup of nectar at my …
1911 · PDF PAGE 51
…wers to pluck. White waif, white champak-blossom blown From the jungle to the lost lagoon ! White lily swayed by the wind of time ! Grey eyes that crave the chrism of crime ! Blanched face like a note on a clarion I Red mouth like the sun through simoon, typhoonl Hurricanes howl, howl in her heart; Serpents sleep in her smile; I hear Horrible happenings long ago, Direful deeds, weirds of woe, 43