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Page 3 of 1121903 · PDF PAGE 16
… end True Goddess Maurya, yours, yours only ? Crriospa. [Solemnly.| No ! Stop ! ask no more! There lies the awful crux. Blind are fate’s eyes, and pinioned are will’s wings. In you the whole chance lies. Maurya. In me? CRIOSDA. In you. Maurya. _ I will do all to win ! CRIOSDA. Do all? Maurya. Do all. Crrospa. Ah then! No, no, it is not yet enough. Not definite yet. Stop! fool, shall I hint and ruin all with a word? Backwards or forwards, the blow goes home either way. [Looks at her with keen fierce eyes.] Ah ! Maurya. [4 little frightened.| Com…
1913 · PDF PAGE 212
Aelfrida Tillyard . * TO A KING 'S MAN . W HEN gazing deep down in your eyes VV I feel your look is like a touch To wake the love that sleeping lies . When gazing deep down in your eyes I see the limbs of love arise And shrink back lest I see too much . When gazing deep down in your eyes I feel your look is like a touch . * ARCHITECTURE . STOOD within a city church at eve, And from the street outside there rose a roar, That beat in many a wave against the door, As if some sea of torment sought reprieve . I almost feared the flood of sound would…
1899 · PDF PAGE 193
…te end, We but indwelling the heaven. You on my breast your dear forehead reclining, You with an arm to encircle my head ; You with your eyes all my secret divining Rest in my love, as divine as the dead. Peace is the prize of our passion. Love springs unfading, a flower unfolding Petals of marvellous fashion ; Scarlet and green to our eyes unbeholding, Fixed on each other so deep ; Only the light of them flushes our being, Fills us with music and silence, but seeing Love, and the vision of Sleep.
1902 · PDF PAGE 87
…ought you dead. Landgrave. Friends, will you swear to him .■* Heinrich. Yes, yes, 'tis he ! Wolfram. I know the blithe look in the sober eyes ! Landgrave. Changed verily. It was most urgent, cousin, I were assured of your identity. Three weeks the couriers scour the land for you. Urgent demands : —how came you here at last .'' Your horse ? Your arms ? Three years since Germany Saw the brave eyes and kindly face of you ! Where have you been ? Upon the sacred quest Still riding ? Tannhauser. Ay, my lord, upon the quest. Landgrave. You travelled i…
1903 · PDF PAGE 38
She lifts the eyelids amethyst, And looks from half-shut eyes, Gleaming with miracles of mist, Gray shadows on blue skies ; And on her whole face sunrise-kissed, Child-wonderment most wise. The whitest arms in all the earth Blush from the lilac bed. Like a young star even at its birth Shines out the golden head. Sad violets are the maiden girth, Pale flames night-canopied. O gentlest lady ! Lift those eyes, And curl those lips to kiss ! Melt my young boyhood in thy sighs, A subtler Salmacis ! Hide, in that peace, these ecstasies ; In that fair …
1911 · PDF PAGE 148
…is all clear and beautiful again. The pure pale gold of a fair maiden’s hair, and the green of her girdle, and the deep soft blue of her eyes. Note.—In this the gold is Kether, the blue is Chokmah, the green is Binah. Thus she appeareth in the Aethyr, adorned with flowers and gems. It seems that she hath incarnated herself upon earth, and that she will appear manifest in a certain office in the Temple. I have seen some picture like her face; I cannot think what picture. It is a piquant face, with smiling eyes and lips; the ears are small and pi…
1910 · PDF PAGE 321
THE EYES OF ST. LJUBOV of being a great hysterical Countess Tarnowska; she had many lovers who went mad over her body, and whom she could drive to drink—or to murder, but she had not done so; she had only driven some of them to suicide, and some even to the loss of their self-respect. The Man who stole Eyes was one of these. Without going into their respective or joint history let it be simply recorded that the proud collector of ocular jewels made present to the Lady of a pair of magnificent ear-rings— which were none other than the eyes of li…
1910 · PDF PAGE 321
THE EYES OF ST. LJUBOV of being a great hysterical Countess Tarnowska; she had many lovers who went mad over her body, and whom she could drive to drink—or to murder, but she had not done so; she had only driven some of them to suicide, and some even to the loss of their self-respect. The Man who stole Eyes was one of these. Without going into their respective or joint history let it be simply recorded that the proud collector of ocular jewels made present to the Lady of a pair of magnificent ear-rings— which were none other than the eyes of li…
1913 · PDF PAGE 238
…ove not the dead o'ermuch ... Love with light step passes ... ... 21 206 213 196 204 170 194 Majestic as lone ruins reared of old ... My eyes are blue with gazing on thy deeps My heart is like a meadow ... My son is mine no more .. . .. . Night stirs but wakens not ... Nothing of strange or exquisite or rare Now your grey eyes are filled with tears .. . O brilliant blossoms that strew my way O dearest , if the touch of common things O eyes that stop the souls of men
1910 · PDF PAGE 98
… the banquet gold and crimson Like the sun afeast at night ! ALEXANDER Out of the fume of the blood arise Two lithe nymphs with amethyst eyes, Sparkling with the wanton pleasure That their small and laughing scarlet Mouths betrayed, as overmeasure Bubbled out the dancing harlot Music of them, snaky slim, Panther-smooth and light of limb Wreathed with wealth of mystic berry, As they leap, divinely drunken On the very blood that gat them, Insolent and lewd and merry — With the satyr-eyes deep-sunken Looking things prophetic at them !
1905 · PDF PAGE 41
ORPHEUS Cold lips and chaste eyes Of frost-fall that leap, That shake from the skies On the earth in her sleep Kiss nuptial, arise As the lyre-strings sweep! Come forth! I invoke thee, O frost, the valleys await thee and weep. THE FROST So silent and wise In her cerement clothes, So secretly lies My soul in my snows; T awake, I arise, For my spirit now knows The first time in her eyes That a voice may unclose My petals: I hear it; I come; I clasp the warm ground In my passion profound. ORPHEUS In valleys heaped high, In drifts lying low, Swift …
1901 · PDF PAGE 78
…now, too late ! no moon is overhead— Some other meaning in the words he saith ? Or, am I tricked in such a little snare ? I lifted up my eyes. What soul stood there, Fronting my path ? Tall, stately, delicate, A woman fairer than a pomegranate. A silver spear her hands of lotus bear, One shaft of moonlight quivering and straight. She pointed to the East with flashing eyes : “ Thou canst not see her—but my Queen shall rise.” Bowed head and beating heart, with feet unsure I passed her, trembling, for she was too pure. I could have loved her. No :…
1910 · PDF PAGE 92
THE RED STAR. 39 Steady I stare Into Thine eyes luxorious glare Swimming with lust — as if I were Some wandering Arab chief enthralled By a sphinx with eyes of emerald, As a bird fixed by an hissing asp, As a maiden in a giant’s grasp, As a mariner caught in the viewless iron And velvet vice of a singing siren ! I lift this blade to sheer In one deliberate sweep Of startling light All that man holdeth dear. From the sun’s high steep to the great deep Of unimaginable night To dive — I dive. Lord, now ! Pan ! Pan ! Accept the supreme vow ! The ma…
1903 · PDF PAGE 61
… 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 leas Look on each other’s face, and take The secret of the …
1898 · PDF PAGE 124
118 LA JUIVE LA JUIVE Rose dotted with grey stars the bed Where my fair Jewess lay and smiled : Her breasts were full, her eyes were red, Her lips with God unreconciled. In wanton disarray, her hair Streamed jetty black—Ah ! God, how fair ! The quilt had gold embroidery, About the room were furs and silk : Her eyes were full of devilry, Her finger-tips were soft as milk : Above the bed a crest was set, A gold and sapphire coronet. She was of noble birth, and—best A Jewess ; her bad lips enticed My lips to taste ; I held her breast Fresh from th…
1913 · PDF PAGE 423
…THE MYSTERIES “No, look, and say what you see.” “T see a black night in which whirl sparks of every colour around two great ever-rolling eyes. From these eyes leap rays whose spiral whorls fill space. . . . Oh, it hurts me! Wake me!” “No, look.” “Where do you wish me to look now?” “Look into Paradise.” “No, I cannot climb there; the great night pushes me back, I always fall back.” “Very well then, look into hell.” Here the sleep-waker became convulsively agitated. “No, no!” she cried sobbing; ‘I will not! I shall be giddy; I should fall! Oh, ho…
1913 · PDF PAGE 423
…THE MYSTERIES “No, look, and say what you see.” “T see a black night in which whirl sparks of every colour around two great ever-rolling eyes. From these eyes leap rays whose spiral whorls fill space. . . . Oh, it hurts me! Wake me!” “No, look.” “Where do you wish me to look now?” “Look into Paradise.” “No, I cannot climb there; the great night pushes me back, I always fall back.” “Very well then, look into hell.” Here the sleep-waker became convulsively agitated. “No, no!” she cried sobbing; ‘I will not! I shall be giddy; I should fall! Oh, ho…
1898 · PDF PAGE 29
… flicker as a flame, And then within thy tender arms to fall Tired, fain of nothing but to lie at last Upon thy bosom, and gaze in thine eyes Clear, calm, dispassionate, supremely wise, And pass with thee the gates that must be passed. O Night, on thee is set our only hope, Because our eyes, to tender for the day, Are dazed with sunlight, and poor fingers grope For those far truths that mock our vague en- deavour, Whilst we may find in thee the secrets grey Of all things God would fain have hid for ever. 19
1928 · PDF PAGE 154
… vellous buildings of the impalpable, and I said to myself in my contemplation, All these phantasmagoria are almost as beautiful as the eyes of my beautiful, wild girl with the green eyes. And then, suddenly, I received a violent blow in the back, and I heard a raucous, charming voice, an hysterical voice, a voice made hoarse by brandy, the voice of my dear, small, well-beloved girl, that said, When are you going to eat your soup, you dirty old cloud-monger?
1912 · PDF PAGE 117
…ill make history. Now drink my lord, Ill show By desert gramayre the thing that you would know. [MORTADELLO drinks again. Shut but your eyes : and where she is, and what she does Your very eyes, I swear, shall see. MORTADELLO. Calamitous ! My brain turns. MONICA. It shall clear. By Fatimas holy hand. O Monica, appear ! I, it is I, command ! [She drops the veil from her face. Stare, murderer, stare your eyes out ! Let them start From your pale face, despair through all your dastard heart. Yes, I have won, I have won ! Black bastardy of fear ! …