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…ire!” (Quod he). “Iam come unto the end. All mine intent and my desire, My quest, mine oath—all, all is done. Burn them with me in fatal fire! For I have failed. All ways, each one I strove in, mocked me. If I quailed Or shirked, God knows. I have not won: That and no more I know. I failed.” King Arthur fell a-weeping. Then Merlin uprose, his face unveiled;
…ire!” (Quod he). “Iam come unto the end. All mine intent and my desire, My quest, mine oath—all, all is done. Burn them with me in fatal fire! For I have failed. All ways, each one I strove in, mocked me. If I quailed Or shirked, God knows. I have not won: That and no more I know. I failed.” King Arthur fell a-weeping. Then Merlin uprose, his face unveiled;
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THE TEMPLE OF SOLOMON THE KING Now the Imperator governeth, because in Netzach—which is the highest grade of the First Order—is the fire reflected from Geburah. The Preemonstrator is second, because in Hod is the water reflected from Chesed. The Cancellarius is third, because in Yesod is the air reflected from Tiphereth, But in each Temple these three chiefs are coeternal and coequal, thus figuring the Triad in Unity, yet are their functions different: The Imperator to command. The Pramonstrator to instruct. The Cancellarius to record. ‘« Even …
THE TEMPLE OF SOLOMON THE KING Now the Imperator governeth, because in Netzach—which is the highest grade of the First Order—is the fire reflected from Geburah. The Preemonstrator is second, because in Hod is the water reflected from Chesed. The Cancellarius is third, because in Yesod is the air reflected from Tiphereth, But in each Temple these three chiefs are coeternal and coequal, thus figuring the Triad in Unity, yet are their functions different: The Imperator to command. The Pramonstrator to instruct. The Cancellarius to record. ‘« Even …
40 JEPHTHAH. _ And other dawns more deep and wise Burn awful in his holy eyes. A moment, and the fire is low Upon the black. stone of the altar, The spilt blood eagerly doth glow, And lightnings lick the light, and falter, Feeling the vast Shekinah shine Above their excellence divine. The Lord is gracious to His own, And hides with glory as a mist The sacrifice and smitten stone, And on the lips His presence kissed Burn the high vows with ample flame That He shall swear to by the Name. JEPHTHAH. Highest of Highest, most Concealed of all, Most H…
…win fawns, the daughters of the rosy day. Behold, the arms of her desire Wave, weave, and wander in the air, Vines life-endued by subtle fire So quick and comely, curving bare ; The white diaphanous attire Floats like a spirit pale and fair ; The dance is woven of the breeze, the tune Is like the ocean silvered by the moon. Behold the maidens following, And every one is like a flower, Or like an ewe lamb of the king That comes from water at the hour Of even. See, the dancers swing Their censers ; see, their tresses shower 53
… of the Ain are withdrawn. | Pure spirits rise to heaven, the bride. Pure bodies are as lamps below. The shining essence, glorified With fire more cold than fresh-fallen snow, And influences, white and wide, - Descend, re-gather, kindle, grow, Till from one virgin bosom flows a river Of white devotion adamant for ever. Enter Adulah and Chorus of Matdens. ADULAH. Fathers of Israel, we are come to you With many maidens praising God, for this, The victory of my father. Happy girls! Whose brothers struck to-day for Israel, Whose fathers smote the h…
…n little flakes and chips, and now again Encountered strange and fearsome sentinels, Gray pinnacles of lightning-riven rock Fashioned of fire and night. We clomb adown
…he dead. So, ere the dying autumn-tide was fled, There, in a lonely cleft of riven rock, Whose iron fastnesses disdain and mock Fury and fire with impassivity, Archais rested, there alone must she Wait the event of Aphrodites wiles.
…in me beget The dolorous despair of this desire. Thy body sways and swings Above the tide of things, Laps me as ocean, wraps me round as fire ! Ye elemental sorceries of song, Surge, strenuous and strong, Seeking dead dreams, the secret of the shrine ; So that she drain my life and being up As from a golden cup, To minofle in her blood, death's kiss incarnadine. & Who cometh from the ocean as a flower ? Who blossometh above the barren sea ? Thy lotus set beneath thee for a bower. Thine eyes awakened, lightened, fallen on me ? O Goddess, queen, …
Then, scorpion-stunj^ of its own terrible tang, Burnt of its own fire, soiled of its own stain, Falls conquered as a bird Bolt-stricken through the brain. To the resounding plain : The double word, The see-saw of all misery —begin The alluring mysteries of lust and sin ; Ends their delight !— and are they clear to sight ? Or mixed with death, compact of night ? Begin — the bitter tears of impotence. The sad permuted sense Of this despair—what would you ? and renew The long soft warfare—the enchanted arms. The silken body's charms. The lips that…
…Eurydice? I, knowing all the progress of the earth, The dim procession, altering death and birth, The Seven Stairs, the gusts of life in fire And Love in Life, and all the serpent girth 124
…-hot wise Terrible flames of hell that would devour me, Did not the raptures of thy love embower me In meads Elysian, fields of foamless fire, Nights of invincible desire, Things beyond words, beyond the want of them, Beyond the pauses and the ecstasies . . . . Where should my dream get such a diadem Of voiceless thoughts as these ? XIII HESE dreams reform Themselves into a rainbow to the storm Of simple passion ; let me from the string Take many-coloured wing As a swift-thoughted arrow Vertically shot against the sun ! I would you were a sow A…
…By the brood of the Bysses of Brightening, whose God was my sire; By the Lord of the Flame and the Lightning, the King of the Spirits of Fire; By the Lord of the Waves and the Waters, the King of the Hosts of the Sea, The fairest of all of whose daughters was mother to me; By the Lord of the Winds and the Breezes, the King of the Spirits of Air, In whose bosom the infinite ease is that cradled me there; By the Lord of the Fields and the Mountains, the King of the Spirits of Earth That nurtured my life at his fountains from the hour of my birth;…
…By the brood of the Bysses of Brightening, whose God was my sire; By the Lord of the Flame and the Lightning, the King of the Spirits of Fire; By the Lord of the Waves and the Waters, the King of the Hosts of the Sea, The fairest of all of whose daughters was mother to me; By the Lord of the Winds and the Breezes, the King of the Spirits of Air, In whose bosom the infinite ease is that cradled me there; By the Lord of the Fields and the Mountains, the King of the Spirits of Earth That nurtured my life at his fountains from the hour of my birth;…
…turn toward Sodom any more, Lest its ripe glades of fruit waft up their scent, And draw me to them, what time heavens pour Brimstone and fire from out the firmament, And all my substance in its fall be spent ; Lest I lie there beneath a barren sea Forgotten of high God, until there went The final trumpet of the dead, who flee Vainly that fearful blast of judgment. Woe is Me ! My feet, in spite of me, in circles bend ; I meet my own tracks often, all in vain I seek some tower or cliff to make an end, I find no object on the distant plain ; Misty…
…triven On pale pure limbs to pasture your desire, Who should have fixed your souls on highest Heaven, And satiated your longings in that fire, And struck that mightier lyre ! Let the ripe kisses of your thirsty throats And beating blossoms of your breath, and flowers Of swart illimitable hair that floats Vague and caressing, and the amorous powers Of your unceasing hours, The rich hot fragrance of your dewy skins, The eyes that -yearn, the breasts that bleed, the thighs That cling and cluster to these infinite sins, Forget the earthlier pleasur…
…lower-throne, and up-flying Hiss once, and hiss thrice, and awake! Then crown me and cling! Flash forward—and spring! Flash forth on the fire of the altar, The stones, and the sacrifice shed ;
…es Are flowers of our fashioning yet. Music and song are thereof Gotten, my god, and above Love, the fulfilling of love. Ah master ! thy fire the enrichment Of all the vain store of the shrine ! All mine to entice by bewitchment The joy that is utterly thine ! Ah ! but thou sailest, a swan Stately and splendid upon The lake that was waste and wan ! Oh now ! let thy rage interrupt My mischievous petulant smile Whose secret is hot and corrupt, Leers loose at the lips and is vile ! Tear off the virginal wreath ! Tear it with tigerish teeth ! Then,…