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Page 49 of 1201899 · PDF PAGE 57
…he intolerable beam Of sunlight with light heart. They fled away At Cypris word, beyond the bounds of day Into the awful caverns of the night, Eerie with ghosts imagined, and the might Of strange spells cast upon them by the 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.
1904 · PDF PAGE 17
…aily seek Problems in Algebra—trebly glum, Work at them, groan at them, week by week, Grind like a matchmaker down ir a slum ; Slave all night, though no answer come, Smug all day, though the summer blaze, . All may do that till the brain succumb :— Not every bowler can break both ways! Vain be the struggle of party clique! } The ground is iron, the wicket is crumb, 1 In 1896-99, the author was excluded from the Cambridge Eleven, owing to the machinations of his relentless and Machiavellian persecutors. Owing to this disgraceful jobbery, the Ox…
1910 · PDF PAGE 115
…es An evil smoke obscures the firmament Belched from his throat ! Now I repent This mine adventure ; I must creep, creep in — I fear the night — oh day — day — come, sweet day ! Best was thy spur, the bloodied silver ache That stings me like a snake, The itch of blood, the shapeless thing that nestles Between my baby breasts, The lion lust that wrestles With mine own soul — I understand so little — Nay ! not the tiniest tittle ! All that I know is this — the pangs consume
1914 · PDF PAGE 26
…there to meet me on the quay! PART V—DOMAINE D'HARDELOT. aren Tite fall moon, regent of the dunes, Shines from the sanctifying sea. This night of nights, this June of Junes, Is lonely as eternity. Love, the sole substance that abides, Reigns on the land and the lagoon; ‘The drifting sand, the changing tides, ‘The moving light of the dead moon.
1905 · PDF PAGE 151
…o Ra, the desire of the East, let the clamour of singing proclaim The fire of his name ! In the ways of the East and the West Whence the night and the day are dis- crowned, We pass with the beat of his breast, And the breath of his crying is bound. Unto Toum, the low Lord of the West, let the noise of our chant be the breath Proclaiming him Death ! And the violent song of the seas. Unto Mou, the most powerful Lord of the South, let our worship declare Him Lord of the Air! In the mutable fields that are sown Of a seed that is whiter than noon, W…
1929 · PDF PAGE 90
…s were turned out at Fontainebleau. There had been a terrible disaster to the Paris- Rome rapide at Moret. The line would be blocked all night. "This contretemps," said Cyril, as if he had heard of a change of programme at a theatre, "will add appreciably to the length — and, may I add, to the romance — of our proposed walk. When they reached Moret more than three hours [129] later, they found the rapide inextricably tangled with a heavy freight train. It had left the line at the curve and crashed into the slower train. Cyril Grey had still a s…
1898 · PDF PAGE 24
…rice his own size ? And I whose life has been [Cry without.] One bitter fight with nature and myself To find Him out, turn, terrible, to-night [Cry without.] To see myself—myself—myself. [Cry without.] Hush ! Hark ! Methought I heard a cry. The seamew wails 14
1898 · PDF PAGE 44
…em there ! There comes a vision to my mortal eyes Of things immortal. Hark ! the growing swell Of some wild clarion through the dazzling night, Whose fairy aether suddenly illumes With silver meteors innumerable And golden showers of stars—lost worlds of thought And poets’ dreams, and jewels of virgin sighs. Hark ! the broad rings of sound go wavering on Eddying and rippling through the desart sky That now is peopled with the diamond wings That float through all the palaces of God. O now to join them rise the armies vast 34
1901 · PDF PAGE 25
… stars still strikes above Chords of the mastery of love. This subtle fire, this secret flame, Flashes between us as she goes Beyond the night, beyond the Name, Back to her unsubstantial snows ; Cold, glittering, intense, the same Now, yesterday, for aye ! she glows No woman of my mystic bed ; A star, far off, forgotten, dead. Only to me looks out for ever From her cold eyes a fire like death ; Only to me her breasts can never Lose the red brand that quickeneth ;
1902 · PDF PAGE 64
…stles mingle in delight ! And from the athanor of death and pain Bring golden showers of rain To crown our bed withal, the empire of the Night ! O Wife! Incarnate Beauty self-create! O Life ! O Death ! Love unimaginable ! Despair grows hope, as hope grows desperate ; And Heaven bridges the great gulf of Hell. Thy life is met with mine, Transmuted, grown divine. Even in this, the evil of the world ! What agony is this. The first undying kiss From jewelled eyes and lips in passion curled ? O sister and O serpent and O mate. Strike the red fang of…
1903 · PDF PAGE 76
…olcanic anguish !—Here’s the strange excess : I called, ere waking, on the name Eheieh ! Solve me the riddle of the dream who can ! That night I sought a new toy for a lure, And she would not : but knew how hard to endure Is love like ours, the love of purity. So she : “ Dispute it like a man ! ” and I : “ But I must also feel it as a man ! ” Note. Eheieh is the Hebrew for “ I am that I am.” Its numerical value is 21. I was not aware at the time that this was the 21st day. 56
1904 · PDF PAGE 42
ARGONAUTAE O sleeper through dawn and though daylight, . O sleeper through dusk and through night! O shifted from white light to gray light, From gray to the one black light! O silence and sound In the far profound! O serpent of scales as an armour To bind on the breast of a lord! Not deaf to the Voice of the Charmer, Not blind to the sweep of the sword! I strike to the deep That thou stir in thy sleep! Rise up from mine innermost being! Lift up the gemmed head to the heart! Lift up till the eyes that were seeing Be blind, and their life depart…
1910 · PDF PAGE 488
…r 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 won The quest not given to mortal men. Arise! Sir Palamede Adept, Christian, and no more Saracen ! On wake or sleeping, wise, inept, Still tho…
1910 · PDF PAGE 488
…r 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 won The quest not given to mortal men. Arise! Sir Palamede Adept, Christian, and no more Saracen ! On wake or sleeping, wise, inept, Still tho…
1912 · PDF PAGE 84
…ls, Tropic forest, Tartar snow, Smaragdine archipelago, See me—led by some wise hand That I did not understand. Mom and noon and eve and night I, the forlorn eremit‘e, Called on Him with mild devotion, As the dewdrop woos the ocean. In my wanderings I came To an ancient park aflame With fairies’ feet, Still wrapped in love, I was caught up, beyond, above The tides of being, The great sight Of the intolerable light Of the whole universe that wove The labyrinth of life and love, Blazed in me. Then some giant will, Mine or another’s, thrust a thril…
1912 · PDF PAGE 84
…ls, Tropic forest, Tartar snow, Smaragdine archipelago, See me—led by some wise hand That I did not understand. Mom and noon and eve and night I, the forlorn eremit‘e, Called on Him with mild devotion, As the dewdrop woos the ocean. In my wanderings I came To an ancient park aflame With fairies’ feet, Still wrapped in love, I was caught up, beyond, above The tides of being, The great sight Of the intolerable light Of the whole universe that wove The labyrinth of life and love, Blazed in me. Then some giant will, Mine or another’s, thrust a thril…
1913 · PDF PAGE 206
…ms , As rapturous and free . The spell of loveliness on wood and hill Is yours , and morning happiness , and still , Unfathomed bliss of night , And seasons moving at their various will : The cup no human thirst can drain outright , No god can ever fill : 187
1899 · PDF PAGE 104
…hitethroat stirs The beech-leaves to awake the tiny breeze That soothes the seas, And yet gives breath to shake their fairy sails; Young nightingales, a Far through the golden plumage of the night, With strong delight Purple the evening with amazing song; The moonbeams throng In shining clusters to the fairy throat, Whose clear trills float And dive and run about the crystal deep As sweet as sleep. Only, fair love of this full heart of mine, There lacks the wine | . Our kisses might pour out for them, they wait, And we are late; Only, my flower…
1899 · PDF PAGE 77
… seas that roar And stars that sing, by rivers and fresh flood, By his own essence, by his body and blood, To lay his godhead down, till night drew nigh, To be a mortal till the vesper cry Of dying breezes. So the morning past And found them linked inexorably fast Each in the others arms. Their lips are wed To drink the breezes from the fountain-head Of lovers breath. Now Zeus half rises up, Sips once again from that moon-curvéd cup, And, in his passion gazing on the flower, Darker and riper for Loves perfect hour, His clear voice through th…
1903 · PDF PAGE 73
…pel The final dross by intimate stream Of glowing truth, our lunar light! Are you not ready? Who would stay ? Arise, O Queen, O Queen of Night! Arise, and leave the little day! 71