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Page 40 of 1061961 · PDF PAGE 117
…of bad come worse, continue in that Way; for it is as if thou didst open an Abscess, the first Effect being noisome exceedingly, but the last Cleanness. Heed not then, whoso crieth Anarchy, and Immorality, and Heresy against thee, and feareth to destroy Abuse lest worse Things come of it. For he Will of the Universe in its Wholeness is to Truth, and hou dost well to purge it from its Costiveness. For it is written that there is no bond that can unite the Divided but Love, so that only those Complexes which are in Truth Simplicities, being built…
1907 · PDF PAGE 195
… hand ; Because thy whisper exceedeth the command Of Zeus; thy dim light far outshines his glory ; Because, as He the first is, Thou the last :— Therefore I take up sorrow in my hands, And ply thine ear with my most doleful story, Asking a future, who have lost a past : A guerdon of my singing like the land’s When spring breaks forth from winter, and the blood Of the old earth laughs in every new-born bud. Ant, 2 [Echo of the Damned). O thou! because thy lyre is keen and golden And beautiful thy numbers through our veins Pouring delight, as on …
1905 · PDF PAGE 248
…Elizabeth. VENUS. Ono! It kills me! That is naked truth. I am the soul and symbol of desire, Yet individual to thy love. Stay! Stay! One last caress, and then I let thee go, And—die. I fear, and I detest, this death. I am not mortal, doomed to it! I slip Into mere slime; no resurrection waits Me, made the vilest of the stars that fell. I must not die. .I dare not. But for thee, Thy love, one last extreme delirium !— Take thou this dagger! At the miracle Of a moment when our lips are fastened close Once more, in the unutterable kiss, Drive its s…
1905 · PDF PAGE 140
…se self we guess not. Thus the wise most mystically interpret Into wisdom the worst folly spoken By the mortal of a god deluded. So, the last wise word rejected, Pentheus Cries, “ ἀγ ὡς ταχιστα, του χρονου δε σοι φθονω ”—“ Why waste we time in talking ? Let us now away unto the mountains ! ” So the wise, enlightened by compassion, Seeks that bliss for all the world of sorrow, Swears the bitter oath of Vajrapani : “ Ere the cycle rush to utter darkness Work I so that every living being Pass beyond this constant chain of causes. If I fail, may al…
1911 · PDF PAGE 239
… men kill and die? Cease! drain not to its dregs the urn Of bitter prophecy. The world is weary of the past. Oh, might it die or rest at last! Βκο. ARIES. 1-4444. The battle is indeed fought. SOL. IN ARIES. 333—333. The victory is indeed won. BRO. ARIES. Brethren, the Sun is arisen. Let us depart in joy. 61
1911 · PDF PAGE 239
… men kill and die? Cease! drain not to its dregs the urn Of bitter prophecy. The world is weary of the past. Oh, might it die or rest at last! Βκο. ARIES. 1-4444. The battle is indeed fought. SOL. IN ARIES. 333—333. The victory is indeed won. BRO. ARIES. Brethren, the Sun is arisen. Let us depart in joy. 61
1913 · PDF PAGE 69
…s the day drawn out ; a bitter frost Sparkles along the streets ; the shipping heaves With the slow murmur of the sea , half lost In the last rustle of forgotten leaves . Over the bridges pass the throngs ; the sound , Deep and insistent , penetrates the mist 50
1899 · PDF PAGE 185
…, And Life, a moon, wanes fast; But to thy garden richer buds belong And hardier flowers, and Love, a deathless sun, Flames eager to the last, And young desires in fleeter revels run, And Life revives, and all the flowers rejoice, Bird and light butterfly have made their choice, Creation hymns its God with an united voice. There is a storm without. The hoary trees Stagger, the foam is angry on the sea : I know the secret mountains are at ease, And in the deepest ice-embroidery Where great men’s spirits linger there is peace. Heed not the unquie…
1906 · PDF PAGE 126
…h prostrate slaves before the shrine Pray, praise. do sacrifice, and weep. Ten generations following past Shall not exhaust the curse at last. From father unto son it flees, An awful heritage of woe. Wives feel its cancerous prodigies Invade their wombs; the children know ' The inexpiable word, exhaust Not by a tenfold holocaust. Thus let mankind abase in fear Their hearts, nor sacrilege profane ‘The awful slumber of the seer, The dread adytum of the fane; Nor gain the mockery of a fleece, Losing reality of peace. Hail to wild Ares! Men, rejoic…
1906 · PDF PAGE 145
…up and says tn triumph and knowledge of peace. Then—I have lived ! [Reaches out his hand towards the enthroned mummy. Maurya ! [With the last terrible cry he collapses, and falls dead with his head on Maurya’s &nees. RupHA. As it was in the beginning, is now, and ever shall be: world with- out end. [She deliberately breaks her staff in her hands. The report is sharp and very loud, like a pistol shot. CURTAIN.
1961 · PDF PAGE 150
…hat thou art no longer thrown back from the Trance, as exhausted, but abidest therein, almost without Knowledge of thy State. So then at last this Samadhi shall become normal to thy common Consciousness, as it were a Point of View. Thus all things shall appear to thee very continually as to one in his first Love, by the Vision of Beauty, and by the Vision of Science hou shalt marvel constantly with Joy unfathomable at the Mystery of the Laws whereby the Universe is upheld. This is that which is written: True Wisdom and perfect Happiness. O my S…
1912 · PDF PAGE 264
…0' a' sculduddery an’ wicked- ness 1 BUN. O Lord! ha’ mercy upon us ! EEL. Indeed, I ha’ seen her at the window. Aboot nine ο’ th‘ clock last nicht when a’ guid fowk suld be abed—and I mysel’ was wa’king hame fra’ the meenister’s. And there she was at the window, wi’ her lang hair doun on her bare shou’ders. ALL. A' weel ! a' weel ! 'Tis a wicked wurrld ! EEL. D'ye ken she leanit oot, the Jezebel, wi' her painted face, an'—an'——— ALL. Weel! EEL. The audacious wench cried oot, “ Gude-nicht, Chairlie ! ” an' blew me a kiss. ALL. A’ weell EEL. An’…
1912 · PDF PAGE 264
…0' a' sculduddery an’ wicked- ness 1 BUN. O Lord! ha’ mercy upon us ! EEL. Indeed, I ha’ seen her at the window. Aboot nine ο’ th‘ clock last nicht when a’ guid fowk suld be abed—and I mysel’ was wa’king hame fra’ the meenister’s. And there she was at the window, wi’ her lang hair doun on her bare shou’ders. ALL. A' weel ! a' weel ! 'Tis a wicked wurrld ! EEL. D'ye ken she leanit oot, the Jezebel, wi' her painted face, an'—an'——— ALL. Weel! EEL. The audacious wench cried oot, “ Gude-nicht, Chairlie ! ” an' blew me a kiss. ALL. A’ weell EEL. An’…
1901 · PDF PAGE 79
… as men possessed. I was not fooled at anything thereof. Rather I hated them, and scorned for slaves ; “ Fools ! all your treasure is at last the grave’s ! ” Mine eyes had fixed them on the sphinx, the sky. “ Is then this quest of immortality ? ” And echo answered from some unseen caves : Mortality ! I shrink, and wonder why. Strange I am nothing tainted with this fear Now, that had touched me first. For I am here Half-way I reckon to the field of salt, The pillar, and the bones—it was a fault I am cured of ! praise to God ! What meets mine ear…
1905 · PDF PAGE 103
… am not, but all-changing move The worlds evolving in a golden ladder Spiral or helical, fresh gusts of love Filling one sphere from the last sphere grown gladder ; All gateways leading far to the above. Even as the bright coils of the emerald adder Climb one by one in glory of sunlight, climb My children to me up the steep of Time. 104
1912 · PDF PAGE 95
…spiring ape. I may not dare to smile, lest smiles should lure a laugh. The moment Ill beguile to write his epitaph. I touch the goal at last ; the final ace to play.
1913 · PDF PAGE 111
…lly on politeness; and that of India has proved strong enough to absorb its many conquerors." The Sword has been the great weapon of the last century. Every idea has been attacked by thinkers, and none has withstood attack. Hence civilization crumbles. No settled principles remain. To-day all constructive statesmanship is empiricism or opportunism. It has been doubted whether there is any real relation between Mother and Child, any real distinction between Male and Female. The human mind, in despair, seeing insanity imminent in the breaking ' I…
1928 · PDF PAGE 95
…eyond that, was there in his soul a more or less well defined intention of clemency? That is a point which has never been cleared up. At last, the great day being arrived, this lit- tle court displayed all its pomp, and it would be difficult to imagine, unless one had seen it, all that the privileged class of a small State with limited resources can exhibit in the way of splendour on an occasion of royal solemnity. This was doubly true, first of all by the magic of the luxury displayed, and secondly by the mysterious moral interest which was at…
1909 · PDF PAGE 49
…oing violence on ourselves — anon weare slain, Slain and reborn again to ache and burn : Aeon on aeon thunders through our brain. -—~ At last you see, my maiden? Kiss me! Kiss ! There is no end — happy or not — to this ! ~d Io | | VII There Is a respite — we must part anon. Short are the hours of sweetness : it is well. Could such a bout of murder carry on We should drink poison and awake in hell ; Or being but mortal, or nearly mortal, yield Exhausted spirit to the clamant flesh: The book of common love should be unsealed, And we be caught wit…
1911 · PDF PAGE 94
…any a time I have fetched water from the well by— LAYLAH. Abdul Khan! take out this prating hag and beat her soundly. Fatma! this is the last time I leave thy lying tongue in that camel—lipped old face of an unbelieving Jinneeyah! [The emam/z drags her om‘, streaming and sea/ding. What news ? What news? LEDMIYA [at the window]. A horseman gallops from Jerusalem. LAYLAH Oh, quick, quick, quick, his tidings! For pity’s sake. Would it were the winged horse of brass! I am dis- tracted. Mind me not! I can wait. A queen must be able to wait. LEDMIYA.…