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…the giant fails To stir the fatuous dwarf, malign Who smiles! But Bors on Arthur rails That never a knight is worth but one. “ By Goddes death ” (quod he), “ what ails
… tunnel of green gloom , and sleep Deeply above ; and green and deep The stream mysterious glides beneath , Green as a dream and deep as death . - Oh , damn ! I know it! And I know How the May fields all golden show ,
…t Seed of their kind that faileth not ; And man who ponders , who repeats Songs which the mind of God rehearse , Sprung from the dust in death completes The balance of the Universe . 117
…slow ! Ho! Ho! [ The storm ceases. CrIOSDA. 7y words avail then ? RupHa. Ha! Ha! They avail. I avail. Did Rupha fail, All would be done. Death to the sun ! I know. Ho! Ho! Criospa. All this I did for thee? Rupua. Ha! Ha! What didst thou do? Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! Criospa. What did I not do? RuPuHa. Tell! Tell! Tis a spell. CriosDa. I will tell all. me up With the last word ! RupuHa. It obeys? No! No! Ho! Ho! All! O sea, swallow CriospA. Thou sinister one ! I duly did ; That drugged (and dancing with delight thereof The maiden’s mind) the maiden’s body…
…gels swoon from starry homes Full of inexpressive eyes, That the blood that swells and foams Lighten with the fervid air, To create from death’s despair Masteries of music, domes Gilded with the splendid essence of the highest hope of man; If the sombre stream that ran From the smitten breast be kindled with the sacrificial fire: If the altar set above In the palaces of love Glow with this, the perfect passion And sublime desire From the clay of Fate to fashion His own glory, to inspire Worlds impossible to thought With the beauties, subtly wro…
…k in the storm-cloud riven ; Only the one shaft through the rose-dawn driven, Thy shaft, Eros ! Not as Apollo or as Artemis Loosing gray death from golden thong To slay the poet in a song, The lover in a kiss ; But to divide the inmost marrow With that ensanguine arrow ; But to unite each bleeding part Of that most universal heart ; Leaving us slaves, and kings ; Bound, and with eagles wings ; One soul, comprising all that may be thought, One soul, conscious of nought. 2
SIR PALAMEDES, THE SARACEN KNIGHT Until the shapes of death advance And gather round her, shrieking loud And wailing o’er the wide expanse Of sand, the gibbering, mewing crowd. Like cats, and apes, they gather close, Till, like the horror of a cloud Wrapping the flaming sun with rose, They hide her from the hero’s sight. Then doth he muse thereat morose, When in one wild cascade of light The pageant breaks, and thunder roars: Down flaps the loathly wing of night. He sees the lonely Breton shores Lapped in the levin: then his eyes See how she sh…
SIR PALAMEDES, THE SARACEN KNIGHT Until the shapes of death advance And gather round her, shrieking loud And wailing o’er the wide expanse Of sand, the gibbering, mewing crowd. Like cats, and apes, they gather close, Till, like the horror of a cloud Wrapping the flaming sun with rose, They hide her from the hero’s sight. Then doth he muse thereat morose, When in one wild cascade of light The pageant breaks, and thunder roars: Down flaps the loathly wing of night. He sees the lonely Breton shores Lapped in the levin: then his eyes See how she sh…
Ecstasy stronger than Death. 107 10. V. 14 is the saying of Mansur el Hallaj “ I am Truth and in my coat is wrapped nothing but God.” He was stoned by more orthodox Arabs, and his blood traced “ An’ el Haqq ” on the ground. 11. Gem [Persian text] Guhr. The Fable of the Cock and the Dunghill probably sprang from so childish a source as the pun between Guhr and Guh [Persian text] (dung). It is more obvious in the oblique Guh-ra and Guhr-ra. 12. The last three verses are probably spu- rious. Verse 11 supplies a natural end, with the takhallus. A. …
…for every one ! Once, twice, and thricethe boons begun ! With four and five and six it stirs : With seven the druid dance is done, And Death drives home his silver spurs ! Thenthe last leap. What crowning curse Can bid that cup of curses brim ? How may Gods maniac ministers Lash the last langour out of Him ? I did it. How ? So great and grim The Gods are, I may never guess. Suffice it, on his mouth I swim A drowning dastard. The caress
112 Surely there stole a subtle madness Into their veins, more strong than death: For all the roots of sin and sadness Were plucked. As a flower perisheth, So all sin died. And in that place All they did know the Beauteous Breath And taste the Goodly Gift of Grace. Then fell the night. Above the baying Of the great Beast, that was the bass To all the harps of Heaven a-playing, There came a solemn voice (not one But was upon his knees in praying And glorifying God). The Son Of God Himself—men thought—spoke then. “ Arise! brave soldier, thou hast…
…om! The flaunting wanton leaps on the stage of the world, And cries: lam the love, the love that never dies, Being born with the lover's death, Yielding mine easy breath Under the never-failing skies, That fail not for shelter over the dim world. And so am I closely curled Upon myself, with petals still, still furled. .. . Over the plains of Art with scornful feet And trailing amber robes, a nymph of time Floats, nimbly fleet Before the vision, And in derision She mocks me for my rime, Mocks me with song most sweet, Most utterly sweet, and I, W…
…om! The flaunting wanton leaps on the stage of the world, And cries: lam the love, the love that never dies, Being born with the lover's death, Yielding mine easy breath Under the never-failing skies, That fail not for shelter over the dim world. And so am I closely curled Upon myself, with petals still, still furled. .. . Over the plains of Art with scornful feet And trailing amber robes, a nymph of time Floats, nimbly fleet Before the vision, And in derision She mocks me for my rime, Mocks me with song most sweet, Most utterly sweet, and I, W…
…the floor of that palace is of silver and gold; lapis lazuli & jasper are there; and all rare scents; jasmine & rose, and the emblems of death. Let him enter in turn or at once the four gates; let him stand on the floor of the palace. Will he not sink? Amn. Ho! warrior, if thy servant sink? But there are means and means. Be goodly therefore: dress ye all in fine apparel; eat rich foods and drink sweet wines and wines that foam! Also, take your fill and will of love as ye will, when, where and with whom ye will! But always unto me. Commentary: T…
…et live and walk this earth who live in all essentials the life that Christ lived, to whom all His miracles are commonplace, who die His death daily, and partake daily in the Mysteries of His resurrection and ascen- sion. Whether this is scientifically so or not is of no importance to the argument. I am not addressing the man of science, but the man of intelligence: and the scientist himself will back me when I say that the evidence for the one is just as strong and as weak as again disappears. ‘There is in all this a curious secretiveness of w…
…ciously happy. But we do care that each shall fulfil its Function, and the Failure of even a few Cells, or their Revolt, may involve the Death of the whole Organism. Yet even here the Com plaint of a few, which we call Pain, is a Warning of general Danger. Many Cells fulfil their Destiny by swift Death, and this being their Function, they in no wise resent it. Should Hsemoglobin resist the Attack of Oxygen, the Body would perish, and the Haemoglobin would not thereby save itself. Now, o my Son, do then consider deeply of these Things in thine …
… CHORUS enter and circumambulate. Even as the traitor’s breath Goeth forth, he perisheth By the secret sibilant word that is spoken unto death. Even as the profane hand Reacheth to the sacred sand, Fire consumes him that his name be forgotten in the land. Even as the wicked eye Seeks the mysteries to spy, So the blindness of the gods takes his spirit: he shall die. Even as the evil priest, Poisoned by the sacred feast, Changes by its seven powers to the misbegotten beast.
…o the leper, even the cursed pariah, Hast taught by love the taste of heavenly fire ! O Satan, have pity of my long misery ! Thou who on Death, thine old and strong leman, Begottest Hope—a charming madwoman ! O Satan, have pity of my long misery ! Who knowest in which caves of envious lands God has hid precious stones with jealous hands ! O Satan, have pity of my long misery ! Thou whose clear eye discerns the arsenals deep, Where the small folk of buried metals sleep ! O Satan, have pity of my long misery ! Whose broad hand hides the giddy pre…
…may fall is this dark night. And this is indeed purifying, in such depths that the soûl cannot fathom it. It is less like pain than like death. But it is the necessary death that cornes before the rising of a body glorified. This State must be endured with fortitude; and no means of alleviating it may be employed. It may be broken up by the breaking up of the whole Method, and a return to the world without. This cowardice not only destroys the value of ail that has gone before, but destroys the value of the Oath of Fealty that thou hast sworn, …
22. JEPHTHAH. The people were sad for his wrath, The elders were bowed with despair, And Death was the piteous path ; With ashes we covered our hair; The voice of the singer was dumb, the voice of the triumph of prayer. But God had pity upon us, Our evil and fallen way; His mercy was mighty on us ; His lips are as rosy as day Broken out of the sea at the sunrise, as fragrant as flowers in May. Our sin was great in His sight: _ We chased from our gates our brother, We shamed his father’s might, We spat on the grave of his mother, We laughed in h…