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Page 39 of 1061906 · PDF PAGE 56
…itterness deep-lying, that erst He had esteemed such foolish devil’s craft Part of his quest, his quest when fair and first He flung the last, the strongest horseman back With such a buffet that no skill amerced Its debt but headlong in his charger’s track He must be hurled, rib-shattered bythe shock; And the loud populace exclaimed ‘‘ Alack !”, Their favourite foiled. stock Of holy kings from Christ to Charlemagne Hailed him, anointed him, fair lock by lock, But oh! the royal With oil that drew incalculable gain From those six olives in the mi…
1910 · PDF PAGE 140
…ring-wind hardens Your fruits once again ye shall have me to keep. The sleep-god laments, and the love-goddess pardons, When love at the last sinks unweary to sleep. The green-hearted hours shall burst into flowers. The winds shall waft roses from uttermost Ind. Our nuptial dowers shall be birds in our bowers, Our couches the delicate heaps of the wind, Where the lily-bloom showers all its light, and the powers Of earth in our twinning are wedded and twinned.
1912 · PDF PAGE 77
…. So now we fight In the very court. ORLANDO. Ill hurl me at his throat to-night ! Come, sir, your sword in your left hand ! Strike one last blow ! SOLDIER. I am your servant to command. ORLANDO. [To MONICA.] Now pray ! MONICA. O no ! I will compel the Christ to hear ! My fierce demands Shall strike again the Romans spear in those pale hands ! Go, and God guard you ! ORLANDO. Never fear ! our storm-star stands. [ORLANDO, with drawn sword, and the soldier rush out. MONICA kneels again at the prie-Dieu, with outstretched hands, the nails clench…
1913 · PDF PAGE 238
… Jimmy Price was twelve, and played ... Just now the lilac is in bloom ... ... 50 88 97 214 Larches all green and chestnuts hardly white Last night the God of bitter dread ... Let me pass out beyond the city gate Like balls of snow Like the white shining of the Host ... Little don Perkins Lo, from quiet skies . Look above, look below , look around on every side .. Look down , O Lord , on this our Motherland Love 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 e…
1913 · PDF PAGE 564
… them that supreme happiness is at hand. ... One more bumper of strong drink, one more spasm, one more violence done to Nature... Ah! at last, here is pleasure; here is life... and their desire, in the paroxysm of its insatiable hunger, extinguishes itself for ever in death. 266
1913 · PDF PAGE 564
… them that supreme happiness is at hand. ... One more bumper of strong drink, one more spasm, one more violence done to Nature... Ah! at last, here is pleasure; here is life... and their desire, in the paroxysm of its insatiable hunger, extinguishes itself for ever in death. 266
1905 · PDF PAGE 127
…out that he had seen that face Limned with incomparable grace Even in the shape of splendour as she passed. The king’s thought turned at last To that forgotten story : and desire Filled all his heart with aureate fire Whose texture was a woman’s hair : so fine Bloomed the fair flower of pleasure : Not the wild solar treasure Of gleaming light, but the moon’s shadowy pearl, The love of a young girl Before she knows that love : so mused the king ; “ I am not weary of the soul of spring” He said, “ none happier in this causeless chain Of life that…
1913 · PDF PAGE 110
…res Worthy to welcome home our Argonaut. [yuLta plays music. The wind is heard to rise and the waves to wash, until a gust blows out the last candle on the stage, when the curtain falls, The bell tolls twelve strokes. In the distance one hears the chant of the sailors, at first strong and near, gradually dying away. Through the tempest, toward the dark, Ploughs the fate-fulfilling bark, Laden with the sacred ark. All the earth is drenched and drowned. Every other ship’s unsound : We alone are homeward bound. Harnessed to eternity, Life’s sole s…
1913 · PDF PAGE 110
…res Worthy to welcome home our Argonaut. [yuLta plays music. The wind is heard to rise and the waves to wash, until a gust blows out the last candle on the stage, when the curtain falls, The bell tolls twelve strokes. In the distance one hears the chant of the sailors, at first strong and near, gradually dying away. Through the tempest, toward the dark, Ploughs the fate-fulfilling bark, Laden with the sacred ark. All the earth is drenched and drowned. Every other ship’s unsound : We alone are homeward bound. Harnessed to eternity, Life’s sole s…
1905 · PDF PAGE 163
…par and spar from out The dreadful whirlpool hardly yet appeased, To join together in imagination The ship—the wreck! And yet I stand at last Secure in my unselfish love to them, Kepaid in mine own currency. I trust God hath made smooth the road beneath the hearse Of my forgetful age. All must be well. SPIRIT OF TRAGEDY (wzth sumbre joy). Mortals never learn from stories How catastrophe becomes ; How above the victor’s glories In the trumpets and the drums, And the cry of millions ‘‘ Master !”’ Looms the shadow of disaster. Every hour a man hat…
1907 · PDF PAGE 170
… if wisdom smile beyond, Too high to care, too ultimate to seek. The bitterést sorrow of all sorrow is this : I had no time to catch one last long kiss, Nor bid farewell, nor lay one lily-frond Of resurrection for the sign of bliss, Remembrance of some immortality Affirmed if not believed : alas for me That might not interchange the last sad vows, Nor close the blue eyes clearer than the sea Before they darkened, and the veil of death Shrouded their splendour: still there lingereth Some sad white lustre’on the icy brows, Some breast-curve surel…
1912 · PDF PAGE 171
…axon and the Scot; We gave them Hell and Tommy, as we answered shot for shot, Till a bullet found its billet, and poor Fritz lay dead at last. Then I lit the pile of shavings, nailed our colours to the mast. Ayl we left the red flag flying, the red flag of fire that flew, Though they were fifteen hundred, and we were only two. VIII 1 129
1912 · PDF PAGE 171
…axon and the Scot; We gave them Hell and Tommy, as we answered shot for shot, Till a bullet found its billet, and poor Fritz lay dead at last. Then I lit the pile of shavings, nailed our colours to the mast. Ayl we left the red flag flying, the red flag of fire that flew, Though they were fifteen hundred, and we were only two. VIII 1 129
1922 · PDF PAGE 166
… The Diary of a Drug Fiend Every drop of the river Of blood aflame and a-quiver With poison secret and sour— With a sudden twitch at the last — Like certain jagged daggers. (With bloodshot eyes dull-glassed The screaming Malay staggers Through his village aghast). So blood wrenches its pain Sardonic through heart and brain. Every separate nerve Awake and alert, on a curve Whose asymptote’s name is “ In a hyperbolic “ for ever!” A bitten and burning snake Striking its venom within it, As if it might serve to slake The pain for the tithe of a min…
1909 · PDF PAGE 27
…ious tether, Beyond Kithairon and his topmost pine? Why, even now I am drunk who scribble amiss These lines, not thinking — save of your last kiss! XI So Lola! Lola! Lola! Lola! peals, And Lola! Lola! Lola! echoes back, Till Lola! Lola! Lola! Lola! reels The world in a dance of woven white and black Shimmering with clear gold greys as hell resounds With Lola! Lola! Lola! and heaven responds With Lola! Lola! Lola! Lola! — swounds All light to clustered dazzling diamonds, And Lola! Lola! Lola! Lola! rings Ever and again on these inchaunted ears, …
1910 · PDF PAGE 12
…ds all very reasonable and likely; but the diffi- culty is that the portrait is not of Cagliostro at all, but of Stanislas Augustus, the last King of Poland. So this is not a common simple miracle, you see; but a very wonderful miracle. However, I’m not going to be done; so I’ve bought a shilling photograph of Queen Victoria and intend to publish it next March as ME When I Was CLEOPATRA. As if this was not enough, we find The Annals of Psychical Research publishing in all good faith as a serious account “The Apparition of Mrs. Veal to Mrs. Barg…
1910 · PDF PAGE 12
…ds all very reasonable and likely; but the diffi- culty is that the portrait is not of Cagliostro at all, but of Stanislas Augustus, the last King of Poland. So this is not a common simple miracle, you see; but a very wonderful miracle. However, I’m not going to be done; so I’ve bought a shilling photograph of Queen Victoria and intend to publish it next March as ME When I Was CLEOPATRA. As if this was not enough, we find The Annals of Psychical Research publishing in all good faith as a serious account “The Apparition of Mrs. Veal to Mrs. Barg…
1910 · PDF PAGE 29
…e, Sterne, Swift, Rabelais, Villon, — what names have we to put against these ? Milton and some lesser. And to-day ? What authors of the last century do we find on our shelves ? Byron, exiled, yet with wealth suffi- cient to mock his foes ; Shelley, expelled from Oxford, exi- led, robbed of his children ; Keats, bullied into consump- tion ; Blake, nigh starved ; Flaubert, Baudelaire, Gautier, Zola, Richepin all prosecuted, suppressed ; Verlaine, his life a mere holiday between spells of prison. I cannot quote you the good authors, the popular a…
1913 · PDF PAGE 161
… Connected with a portion of the brain . Religion is disease , and it expels Spontaneous thought and renders manhood vain . How , at the last , you always , in your need , Summon the leech to save you , makes me smile . I diagnose a man 's religious creed By testing the condition of his bile . [ Joseph arrives . God , in the end , and heaven and earth will sink Back to eternal Chaos whence they came . Both He and you are tottering on the brink Of epilepsy , 142
1944 · PDF PAGE 99
…ergy in its grossest form. The picture shows the destruction of existing material by fire. It may be taken as the preface to Atu XX, the Last Judgment, i.e., the Coming of a New Aeon. This be‐ ing so, it seems to indicate the quintessential quality of the Lord of the Aeon1. At the bottom part of the card, therefore, is shown the destruction of the old‐ established Aeon by lightning, flames, engines of war. In the right‐hand corner are the jaws of Dis, belching flame at the root of the structure. Falling from the tower are broken figures of the …