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Page 3 of 1061913 · PDF PAGE 138
…ted by playing fives, billiards, etc. till nearly six this morning), to make a final search for Elemental Tablets. And lo! when I had at last abandoned the search, I cast mine eyes upon a hole in the loft, where were ski, etc., and there, O Holy, Holy, Holy! were not only all that I sought, but the manuscript of Liber Legis!” It was the last straw. For the next two days he remained in meditation, as in his previous Samma Sati meditation in Burma and China, where his marvellous escape from death supplied the last factor in the equation, and brou…
1912 · PDF PAGE 68
62 The knight at last wins to behold The full conception. Breathless-blue The fair lake’s mirror crystal-cold Wherein he gazes, keen to view The vast Design therein, to chase The Beast to his last avenue. Then—O thou gosling scant of grace! The dream breaks, and Sir Palamede Wakes to the glass of his fool’s face! “ Ah, ’sdeath!” (quod he), “by thought and deed This brute for ever mocketh me. The lance is made a broken reed, The brain is but a barren tree— For all the beautiful Design Is but mine own geometry!” With that his wrath brake out like…
1904 · PDF PAGE 37
[35] CAPITULUM IV Shortly after the conclusion of the events which I so lusciously described in the last chapter, con- tinued the Archbishop, I was the means, under heaven, of saving the life of a valued member of society. The whisky-distiller had many connec- tions in the Highlands of Scotland, and no doubt the story of my exploit enlivened many a dull wet night in that dreariest of countries. Anyhow, one day my father came down from his office in a state of appalling excitement, waving a telegram. He masturbated four times in his anxiety to c…
1905 · PDF PAGE 46
…et. ‘‘My pure desires arose and cast out love That flew away, most like a wounded dove, Only the drops were mine its bosom bled. Now the last time it hovers by my head: ‘* Now the last time I turn and go to her.”’ The violet smiled at him; his fingers fair Plucked the sweet blossom to his breast; his eyes. Mused like delight, and like desire were wise. There was a maiden like the sun, to whom [lis footsteps turned amid the myriad bloom Of flowers and leafy pathways of the wood, Where, in a dell of roses white, she stood. He came to her and look…
1919 · PDF PAGE 346
…lowed by the chant of Vinaé (the Hindu lute). The fifth like sound of bamboo-flute shrills in thine ear. It changes next into a trumpet-blast. The last vibrates like the dull rumbling of a thunder-cloud. The seventh swallows all the other sounds. They die, and then are heard no more. The first four are comparatively easy to obtain, and many people can hear them at will. The last three are much rarer, not necessarily because they are more difficult to get, and indicate greater advance, but because the protective en- velope of the Adept is become…
1909 · PDF PAGE 213
…oon’s begun ! With four and five and six it stirs : With seven the druid dance is done, And Death drives home his silver spurs! Then—the last leap. What crowning curse Can bid that cup of curses brim? How may God’s maniac ministers Lash the last languor out of Him? 203
1909 · PDF PAGE 213
…oon’s begun ! With four and five and six it stirs : With seven the druid dance is done, And Death drives home his silver spurs! Then—the last leap. What crowning curse Can bid that cup of curses brim? How may God’s maniac ministers Lash the last languor out of Him? 203
1906 · PDF PAGE 75
Enough! when all is ended, when The poppied pleasure purples pain— Death—shall I laugh or smile? Amen! I'll wake, one last fond cup to drain, And then—to sleep again, to sleep again! 67
1910 · PDF PAGE 171
…ons begun ! With four and five and six it stirs : With seven the druid dance is done, And Death drives home his silver spurs ! Thenthe last leap. What crowning curse Can bid that cup of curses brim ? How may Gods maniac ministers Lash the last langour out of Him ? I did it. How ? So great and grim The Gods are, I may never guess. Suffice it, on his mouth I swim A drowning dastard. The caress
1910 · PDF PAGE 438
62 SIR PALAMEDES, THE SARACEN KNIGHT The knight at last wins to behold The full conception. Breathless-blue The fair lake’s mirror crystal-cold Wherein he gazes, keen to view The vast Design therein, to chase The Beast to his last avenue. Then—O thou gosling scant of grace! The dream breaks, and Sir Palamede Wakes to the glass of his fool’s face! “ Ah, ’sdeath!” (quod he), “by thought and deed This brute for ever mocketh me. The lance is made a broken reed, The brain is but a barren tree— For all the beautiful Design Is but mine own geometry!” …
1910 · PDF PAGE 438
62 SIR PALAMEDES, THE SARACEN KNIGHT The knight at last wins to behold The full conception. Breathless-blue The fair lake’s mirror crystal-cold Wherein he gazes, keen to view The vast Design therein, to chase The Beast to his last avenue. Then—O thou gosling scant of grace! The dream breaks, and Sir Palamede Wakes to the glass of his fool’s face! “ Ah, ’sdeath!” (quod he), “by thought and deed This brute for ever mocketh me. The lance is made a broken reed, The brain is but a barren tree— For all the beautiful Design Is but mine own geometry!” …
1905 · PDF PAGE 32
…Fails to us speech In Love’s exultant leaping ! Each merged in each The golden fruit is reaping ! . . . . . . . Wilt slumber, dear ? One last kiss, I beseech ! . . . . . . . Come to us, Death ! My love and I are sleeping !
1899 · PDF PAGE 204
…rns above, and ice and snow With ermine robes and cloudy canopies Crown the rock pyramids, and God stands fast In heaven, our love shall last. It was the shadow of some cloudy Thing, That touched my mind a moment, and is past Into the gloomy.kingdom. I may cast The sandals of the night away, and fling My body, like a meteor, far and fast Into the azure, and within the vast Lift up my voice and eloquently sing, Till God delight to hear me at the last, To wed his Love unto my love and me For a new Trinity!
1905 · PDF PAGE 154
… of Englishmen ! Look not to Europe in your need ! Columbia’s but a broken reed ! Your own good hearts, your own strong hand Win back at last the Irish land. Won by the strength of cold despair Our chance is near us—slay nor spare ! Open to fate the Saxons lie, Up ! Ireland ! ere the good hour fly ! Stand all our fortunes on one cast ! Arise ! the hour is come at last. One torch may fire the ungodly shrine— O God ! and may that torch be mine ! But, even when victory is assured, Forget not all ye have endured ! Of native mercy dam the dyke, And …
1898 · PDF PAGE 63
…al love one fiery tether, Dissolving all my woe into one sea of weather. So I am ready to assume the Cross, Start on my journey with the last word said ; Turn my back resolute on dung and dross, And face the future with no twitch of dread, But dare to converse with the holy dead, And taste the earnest of the church’s bliss. Love, God be with you ! He is overhead And watches us, that nothing be amiss— Love ! our hearts bleed as one in the last lingering kiss. 53
1904 · PDF PAGE 66
…JASON, Queen of this people! O my heart’s desire Spotless, the Lady of my love, and friends By whose heroic ardours I am found Victor at last, well girded with the spoil Of life in gleaming beauty, and this prize Thrice precious, my Medea—all is won! Needs only now the favouring kiss of Eurus, Bright-born of Eos, to fulfil for us The last of all the labours, to inspire ‘The quick-raised sail, and fill that flushing gold With thrice desiréd breath, that once again
1928 · PDF PAGE 42
…ed ambition, unfortunate inventors, abor- tive glories, broken hearts; by all those stormy and imprisoned souls in which still groan the last sighs of a tempest, and who recoil from the insolent gaze of the joyful and the idle: these shadowy retreats are the meeting-places of lifes cripples. It is above all to these places that the poet and the philosopher love to direct their eager guesses, which find there an assured pasture. For is there is a place which they disdain to visit, as I insinuated in the last story, it is above all the gaiety of…
1898 · PDF PAGE 54
48 BALLADE DE LA JOLIE MARION To part, but now our pleasure take In one last bout of rivalry, Whose passions first shall answer make To the dances that the curtains shake Till we must part and love must die.
1898 · PDF PAGE 49
…et. “ My pure desires arose and cast out love That flew away, most like a wounded dove, Only the drops were mine its bosom bled, Now the last time it hovers by my head : “ Now the last time I turn and go to her.” The violet smiled at him : his fingers fair Plucked the sweet blossom to his breast ; his eyes Mused like delight, and like desire were wise. There was a maiden like the sun, to whom His footsteps turned amid the myriad bloom Of flowers and leafy pathways of the wood, Where, in a dell of roses white, she stood. He came to her and looke…
1904 · PDF PAGE 87
TO AN UNAPPRECIATIVE UNIVERSITY 75 It’s a pity that they'll plough me, for I should have made my mark at last, If I only became master of a College; My mighty mind was bound to have dispelled the dark at last, That covers all the rudiments of knowledge. I should not have been expected in that station to produce a thought, Or do anything but drawa little salary; And I would one day eventually most graciously let loose a thought On some subject such as Maeterlinck or Malory. But good-bye to thoughts of greatness amid men of Major Schol. degree! I…