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Page 32 of 1031954 · PDF PAGE 134
…isely, succinctly, the world is being corrupted by all this- Asthmatic Thinking Torpid Thinking Nauseous Thinking Bovine T. Uncertain T. Old-maidish T. Chaw bacon T. Venomous T. Purgative T. Diffuse T. Whelp T. Querulous T. Excretory T. Yahoo T. Rat-riddled T. Fog-bound T. Zig-zag T. Superficial T. Gossiping T. Ambivalent T. Tinsel T. Higgledy-piggledy T. Broken T. Unbalanced T. Ill-mannered T. Corked T. Viscous T. Jibbing T. Disjointed T. Windy T. Kneeling T. Eight-anna T. Yapping T. Leaden T. Flibberty-gibbet T. Zymotic T. Moulting T. Glum T.…
1901 · PDF PAGE 17
…another note I cannot understand. CORA. I am so moved, I cannot find it in my heart to say The words I purposed. Let my folly pass As an old worldly woman’s talk. MADELINE. O no! You bear the sainted fragrance of your love Higher than even my dreams. In earthly life 3
1905 · PDF PAGE 159
… QUEST Stood in the sky reversed, and utmost Love Entered the sadness of Gethsemane. So did the king ; so did the priest above Place his old hands upon the Earl’s, decree The splendid and the solemn accolade That he should go forth to the world and be Knight-errant ; so did then the fairest maid Of all that noble company keep hid The love that melted her ; she took the blade Blessed by a mage, who slew the harmless kid With solemn rite and water poured athwart In stars and sigils,—fire leapt out amid, And blazed upon the blade ; and stark cold …
1929 · PDF PAGE 568
568 teapot around which the old women of criticism nod and talk scandal. I wanted to be on the spot when the fur began to fly, so as to give as good as I got. However, the gods have their own ideas. I now put forward my scheme for publishing my memoirs --- my autohagiography I playfully called it --- before Collins. Beresford knew Sullivan {896} well, another lucky coincidence; and when I sent him a fairly full synopsis, they accepted my proposals gladly. I took a short holiday in Paris, chiefly to give the Ape a good time at the seaside, and o…
1907 · PDF PAGE 63
…ide knew her master. And now the skies are black as ink, The nightmare shoreward springs ; The lightning stoops to let them drink. They hold each other close, and think Unutterable things. The roar of earthquake stuns the ear ; The powers volcanic rise, Casting the lava red and sheer A million miles in ether clear Beyond the labouring skies. Ghastlier faces bend around And gristlier fears above. They see no sight: they hear no sound ; But look toward the chill profound End and abyss of love. The water and the skies are fallen Far beyond sight o…
1903 · PDF PAGE 20
…Till bosoms heave, and eyes outflash, And it is good to be alive. He shall ride off at dawn, and we Shall look upon our life again ; You old, and all your beauty be Broken, and mine a broken brain. Yet we shall know ; delighting still In the sole laughter death derides In vain; the indomitable will, Still burning in the spirit, guides Our hearts to truth ; we see, we know How foolish were the things he said, And answer in the afterglow How good it is that we are dead. Will you not come? Or, where the surf Beats on the coral, and the palm 18
1912 · PDF PAGE 20
…bed the news your fervour feared. Which of our friends are stabbed, how long the Doges beard Has grown in these three years, the jovial old rogue ! What course his galley steers, what girls are in the vogue ! Lucrezia anyhow is none the worse for wear ; For here she comes, I vow ! LORENZO. O fairest of the fair ! ALESSANDRO. Zelina on her arm. LORENZO. You craze ! Youll surely come to harm from sleeping in her rays ! Enter LUCREZIA and ZELINA. LUCREZIA. Sandro ! ZELINA. Its Sandro ! ALESSANDRO. Yes ! LUCREZIA. We thought you were in France. …
1919 · PDF PAGE 315
…rs in try- ing to suppress a book whose origin was most honestly stated makes them entirely ridiculous. But this reacts terribly on poor old Patience. It makes her look like a ballon d’essai. I do not think that there is any question of fraud, but I do see all kinds of openings for delusion, especially in the case of people who are hardly aware that there is such a thing as magical protection. It looks to me as if a play- ful elemental had taken advantage of Mrs. Hutchings’ innocence of the Laws of Magick, and having seduced her with the honest…
1899 · PDF PAGE 9
…he west, And leave the kingdoms to their sudden fate. With new-born love and ardour unrepressed, Let Lethe steep in its unquiet rest The old years whose red hands have made us great. O fair republic, strong and swift, unbind The shackles of thy mind : More than our kin ye are ; henceforth not less than kind. Bind on the splendid sandals, and unloose The burning horses, and fling wide the reins ! From cold Archangel unto Syracuse Europe shall see and tremble and ask truce, And new blood pour through Asia’s wasted veins. Our Empire from Guiana to…
1904 · PDF PAGE 94
Relieved him with such sudden glee As to upset his cup of tea. Also he found inconvenient When urchins shouted Good old stand ! When at a dance, the matrons lenient Would cough and smile behind a hand. And maidens with gazelle-like eyes Observe with wondering surprise. Besides, an everlasting aching Kept him for ever on the shove. At lunch or tea, asleep or waking, He felt the gentle hints of love. A parson too (O who could doubt it ?) Is best without it. When he began to read the text Preparatory to his sermon Twould rise, and he, beginni…
1910 · PDF PAGE 480
…ht. The Questing Beast I sware to attain And all this miracle is naught. Off on my travels once again ! I keep my youth regained to foil Old Time that took me in his toil. I keep my strength regained to chase The Beast that mocks me now as then Dear Christ! I pray Thee of Thy grace Take pity on the forlorn case Of Palamede the Saracen!” 104
1910 · PDF PAGE 480
…ht. The Questing Beast I sware to attain And all this miracle is naught. Off on my travels once again ! I keep my youth regained to foil Old Time that took me in his toil. I keep my strength regained to chase The Beast that mocks me now as then Dear Christ! I pray Thee of Thy grace Take pity on the forlorn case Of Palamede the Saracen!” 104
1912 · PDF PAGE 79
…S.D. (for Stooping Dragon) will refer to somebody named Vera, or possibly ”the true woman,” or " true things." As I am ninety—four years old come Martinmas, and have much more of this “ Temple ” anyhow, I feel justified in leaving the rest of this ingeni— ous cipher to any lunatics who get tired of the Bacon-Shakespeare folly. Anybody who understands this entry of October 6— Brassies and Billiards. Council of War. The King’s letter to the Queen : “ Pussy the Prince is ill ” Paedicabo ego vos et inrumabo XVI. Called on Rev. J. A. Hervey— is welco…
1912 · PDF PAGE 79
…S.D. (for Stooping Dragon) will refer to somebody named Vera, or possibly ”the true woman,” or " true things." As I am ninety—four years old come Martinmas, and have much more of this “ Temple ” anyhow, I feel justified in leaving the rest of this ingeni— ous cipher to any lunatics who get tired of the Bacon-Shakespeare folly. Anybody who understands this entry of October 6— Brassies and Billiards. Council of War. The King’s letter to the Queen : “ Pussy the Prince is ill ” Paedicabo ego vos et inrumabo XVI. Called on Rev. J. A. Hervey— is welco…
1905 · PDF PAGE 76
Whence timid eyes look far, Even where her kisses are Awaited by the tender mother lips, Earth’s, that is lonely and old, Grown sad, fearful, and cold With bitter winter and the sun’s eclipse ; So the child slips From bough to bough between the weeping tress, And with frail fingers smooths and touches them. They murmur in their sleep: the moonlight dips And laughs, seeing how young buds catch life from these Child-kisses on the stem. The leaves laugh low, and frosty-footed Time Shoulders a lighter burden ; in the dale Some distant notes of love…
1905 · PDF PAGE 15
…pied, ignore. The people hear ; Then, be the people smitten of grey Fear, It is no odds ! I have seen the eternal Gods Sit, star-wed, in old Egypt by the Nile ; The same calm pose, the inscrutable, wan smile, On every lip alike. Time hath not had his will to strike At them ; they abide, they pass through all. Though their most ancient names may fall, They stir not nor are weary of Life, for with them, even as with us, Life is but Love. They know, we know ; let, then, the writing go ! That, in the very truth, we do not know. It may be in the cen…
1907 · PDF PAGE 122
…. Of course at times there were a few In some sort victims of the crew; For when his Countess coughed or sneezed, “ Obsessed! ” the poor old fellow wheezed. He sought the Mighty Powers of Good, Invoked the Great White Brotherhood. Like smart and punctual business men, They sent a man round there and then. How gladly reverent doth he greet The sage’s venerable feet! But in a while suspicion grows. “ This fellow, now, by Jove, who knows? Perhaps he too is in the Plot. 1 like Scotch \Vhisky: he does not. He prefers Job to Second Kings. We disagree…
1910 · PDF PAGE 13
…ob Catches my throat. All these vain voices die, And all these thunders venomously hurled Stop. My head strikes the floor ; one cry, the old cry, Strikes at the sky in its exquisite agony : Rose ! Rose o’ th’ World !
1913 · PDF PAGE 43
Rupert Brooke . KINDLINESS . W HEN love has changed to kindliness V Oh , love, our hungry lips , that press So tight that Time's an old god 's dream Nodding in heaven , and whisper stuff Seven million years were not enough To think on after , make it seem Less than the breath of children playing , A blasphemy scarce worth the saying , A sorry jest , “ When love has grown To kindliness — to kindliness !” . . . And yet — the best that either 's known Will change , and wither , and be less , At last , than comfort , or its own Remembrance . And wh…
1907 · PDF PAGE 117
VARIOUS MEASURES II! VARIOUS MEASURES THE TOWER OF TOIL. (LA TOUR DE TRAVAIL.) THE old sun rolls; the old earth spins ; Incessant labour bends the stars. Hath not enough of woes and sins Passed? Who shall efface their senseless scars ? One makes, one mars. The eons foil All purpose ; rise, O Tower of Toil. Rise in thy radiance to proclaim The agony of the earth alive ! Stand by the sea, a marble flame, A lighthouse wedded to an hive! Still upward strive! O tower, arise An endless spiral to the skies ! Stand on the weather-beaten coast A flaming…