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ROSA IGNOTA As food for thy body—thy body !—how shall I come to thee Who am at last awakened? Oh, my Rose, My Rose of my lost World, O Rose! Rose! Rose ! Pity me for that now I may not love thee, Pity me for the unquenchable desire, Never to be gratified, I bear toward thee! Pity me for my youth, the scattered dreams That are fallen from the shattered casket of my soul. Yet will I ravish thee even now, my queen ; I will fasten my fangs in thy breast, and drink thy blood, Thy leprous blood, to make me mad with hate, And frenzied with unsatisfied…
1912 · PDF PAGE 22
…e cannot stir. The child complains—how feebly now! His eyes are blank ; he looks at her; The cold sweat gathers on his brow. To save the world—three days away|! His life in knighthood’s life is furled, And knighthood’s life in his—to-day |— His darling staked against the world | Will he die there, his task undone? Or dare he live, at such a cost? He cries against the impassive sun : The world is dim, is all but lost. Then, with the bitterness of death Cutting his soul, his fingers clench The piteous passage of her breath. The dews of horror ris…
1913 · PDF PAGE 206
168 THE EQUINOX And the voice of the world swept ever over me, And I gave answer: Come thou forth, my star! Oh! be it mine to see thy chariot flee! Oh! come thou in thine own triumphal car ! And at the naming of the secret Name Thou camest unto me, Istar! Istar! Istar! thou flaming rose-bud of the world! Istar! I call thee by thy secret Name! Istar| the snake within the red Rose curled, Come in thy triumph! Come thou in thy shame All uncontaminate—a lambent flame. Lick, lick the sores upon me!* ah! thy name Hath burned me through : I scorch wit…
1913 · PDF PAGE 206
168 THE EQUINOX And the voice of the world swept ever over me, And I gave answer: Come thou forth, my star! Oh! be it mine to see thy chariot flee! Oh! come thou in thine own triumphal car ! And at the naming of the secret Name Thou camest unto me, Istar! Istar! Istar! thou flaming rose-bud of the world! Istar! I call thee by thy secret Name! Istar| the snake within the red Rose curled, Come in thy triumph! Come thou in thy shame All uncontaminate—a lambent flame. Lick, lick the sores upon me!* ah! thy name Hath burned me through : I scorch wit…
1913 · PDF PAGE 209
…Hail to the Lord of the Sun, and the Sacred Rose! Master of space and time, thou subject god !|— Master of space and time! From the Underworld I speed upon the Way! Ho! Jupiter! Iam Mercury, the little light-heeled god, The summoner of the stars at choiring-time, When they sing thine earth, thine earth, thy sun-child. Yea! From out the deep is sung the song of joy, And the branches of all the trees in all the world Are shaken, and the twilight pools are stirred From slumber by the softly spoken word. And Iam thine! Sunk in the heart of Time Is …
1913 · PDF PAGE 209
…Hail to the Lord of the Sun, and the Sacred Rose! Master of space and time, thou subject god !|— Master of space and time! From the Underworld I speed upon the Way! Ho! Jupiter! Iam Mercury, the little light-heeled god, The summoner of the stars at choiring-time, When they sing thine earth, thine earth, thy sun-child. Yea! From out the deep is sung the song of joy, And the branches of all the trees in all the world Are shaken, and the twilight pools are stirred From slumber by the softly spoken word. And Iam thine! Sunk in the heart of Time Is …
1907 · PDF PAGE 18
…would you were a sow And these my verses were your squealing farrow That they might suck the milk of your perfection Unto them, that the worlds ear might be won, The worlds heart melted now, The worlds mind drawn from its dejection, By the sure fact that not in idle dream But sole in sense supreme Certainly visible and tangible 13 T
1910 · PDF PAGE 392
…e cannot stir. The child complains—how feebly now! His eyes are blank ; he looks at her; The cold sweat gathers on his brow. To save the world—three days away|! His life in knighthood’s life is furled, And knighthood’s life in his—to-day |— His darling staked against the world | Will he die there, his task undone? Or dare he live, at such a cost? He cries against the impassive sun : The world is dim, is all but lost. Then, with the bitterness of death Cutting his soul, his fingers clench The piteous passage of her breath. The dews of horror ris…
1910 · PDF PAGE 392
…e cannot stir. The child complains—how feebly now! His eyes are blank ; he looks at her; The cold sweat gathers on his brow. To save the world—three days away|! His life in knighthood’s life is furled, And knighthood’s life in his—to-day |— His darling staked against the world | Will he die there, his task undone? Or dare he live, at such a cost? He cries against the impassive sun : The world is dim, is all but lost. Then, with the bitterness of death Cutting his soul, his fingers clench The piteous passage of her breath. The dews of horror ris…
1906 · PDF PAGE 9
… you guess what evil knowledge. Then, an you be wise, you shall know that a wise gardener wisely put them there. For every garden is the world; and in the world these are. So every cathedral is the world, and the archi- tect of Notre Dame deserved his heaven. To me life and death have most often appeared in majesty and beauty, in solemnity and horror; in I B
1905 · PDF PAGE 170
…YRAMID OF GHIZEH I SAW in a trance or a vision the web of the ages unfurled, flung wide with a scream of derision, a mockery mute of the world. As it spread over sky I mapped it fair on a sheet of blue air with a hurricane pen. I copy it here for men. First on the ghostly adytum of pale mist that was the abyss of time and space (the stars all blotted out, poor faded nenuphars on the storm-sea of the infinite :) I wist a shapeless figure arise and cover all, its cloak an ancient pall, vaster and older than the skies of night, and blacker than al…
1910 · PDF PAGE 22
…ould you were a sow And these my verses were your squealing farrow, That they might suck the milk of your perfection Unto them, that the worlds ear might be won, The worlds heart melted now, The worlds mind drawn from its dejection, By the sure fact that not in idle dream But sole in sense supreme Certainly visible and tangible Were you, O Rose, whose root remotest hell Nourishes, and whose top flowers higher than the Throne Of the Eternal one. Thou shouldst not leave me alone To gaze upon the sun And take the glory of his excellence Not un…
1913 · PDF PAGE 471
…YSTERIES would not have suffered so abominable a remark, and the man would have been immediately arrested.” 4 “Would to God that all the world thought as you do!” said the lady. Then she added: “I recommend myself to your prayers, for I see clearly that you are a man of God.” “Perhaps every one does not think so,” replied Eliphas. “And what does the world matter to us?” replied the lady with vivacity; “the world lies and calumniates, and is impious! It speaks evil of you, perhaps. I am not surprised at it, and if you knew what it says of me, yo…
1913 · PDF PAGE 471
…YSTERIES would not have suffered so abominable a remark, and the man would have been immediately arrested.” 4 “Would to God that all the world thought as you do!” said the lady. Then she added: “I recommend myself to your prayers, for I see clearly that you are a man of God.” “Perhaps every one does not think so,” replied Eliphas. “And what does the world matter to us?” replied the lady with vivacity; “the world lies and calumniates, and is impious! It speaks evil of you, perhaps. I am not surprised at it, and if you knew what it says of me, yo…
1898 · PDF PAGE 19
…e flame, The justice that surpasses shame, The victory, the splendour, The sacred fountain that is whirled From depths beyond that older world A new world to engender. The kingdom is extended. Night Dwells, and I contemplate the sight 9
1909 · PDF PAGE 242
THE EQUINOX him, and vultures whose bald heads were clotted with rotten blood. ‘Ah! the world, the world ... the failure of the world.” And then an amber light surged round him, the fearful tapestry of torturing thought was rent asunder, the voices of many angels sang to him. ‘Master! Master!” he cried, ‘I have found Thee . . . O silver Christ. . . .” Then all was Nothingness . . . nothing... nothing... nothing; and madly his horse carried him into the night. Thus he set out on his mystic quest towards that goal which he had seen, and which see…
1909 · PDF PAGE 242
THE EQUINOX him, and vultures whose bald heads were clotted with rotten blood. ‘Ah! the world, the world ... the failure of the world.” And then an amber light surged round him, the fearful tapestry of torturing thought was rent asunder, the voices of many angels sang to him. ‘Master! Master!” he cried, ‘I have found Thee . . . O silver Christ. . . .” Then all was Nothingness . . . nothing... nothing... nothing; and madly his horse carried him into the night. Thus he set out on his mystic quest towards that goal which he had seen, and which see…
1912 · PDF PAGE 31
HOMAGE PRELIMINARY The world of stranger deities and loves Than haunted Ida, or were hidden in The Cretan bowers, the Eleusinian groves, A world that trembles on thy Violin, Eager to be—and then the curtain drops Just as thy music, with my heart’s pulse, stops, Nay! To this world of ours they shall not reach. My rimes are shadows dancing in the breeze By moonlight; there is no delight in speech Such as the silence of our own heart’s ease; But even thy shadow is itself a sun Το the bleak universe of Everyone. Then open sesame! The fairy cavern O…
1912 · PDF PAGE 31
HOMAGE PRELIMINARY The world of stranger deities and loves Than haunted Ida, or were hidden in The Cretan bowers, the Eleusinian groves, A world that trembles on thy Violin, Eager to be—and then the curtain drops Just as thy music, with my heart’s pulse, stops, Nay! To this world of ours they shall not reach. My rimes are shadows dancing in the breeze By moonlight; there is no delight in speech Such as the silence of our own heart’s ease; But even thy shadow is itself a sun Το the bleak universe of Everyone. Then open sesame! The fairy cavern O…
1928 · PDF PAGE 85
wine, and a great bed with linen, a little coarse, but clean; what better is there in the world? But returning alone to his house at that hour when the advice of wisdom is no longer suffocated by the roar of the exterior world, he said to himself: I have had to-day in dream three dwelling-places, which have given me one as much pleasure as the other; why inflict the trouble of travelling upon my body since my soul does it so easily, and why carry out plans, since planning is itself a sufficient pleas- ure?