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Page 54 of 1211910 · PDF PAGE 195
MR TODD 185 EUPHEMIA. Oh, you laugh even at me ! CARR. Because I love you. So I laugh at humanity : if I took men seriously I should have to cut my throat. EUPHEMIA. So you dont take me seriously either ? CARR. If I did, I should have to cut EUPHEMIA. What ? CARR. My lucky ! EUPHEMIA. What a dreadful expression ! Where do you learn such things ? CARR. I notice you dont have to ask what it means. EUPHEMIA. Stop teasing, darling ! CARR. Im not teething ! Thats what I complain of ; you always treat me as a baby ! EUPHEMIA. Come to his mummy,…
1913 · PDF PAGE 101
…s. [4 gain, the clash of steel. Then music played (joa and ORCHESTRA), growing ever softer. As it fades away, enter from the trees three men: a CHINESE armed witha scourge and a rope, a ved man, like an Aras, with a hammer and three nails, and a warrior chief, like a zuvu, with an assegat. They move somewhat furtively, and as if afraid. The CHINESE accosts JOVIAN. CHINESE. I am the dragon brother of your priest, And we are come from north and south and east To build your god a new and nobler shrine. JOVIAN. Give me the sign. [Done, each grippin…
1913 · PDF PAGE 101
…s. [4 gain, the clash of steel. Then music played (joa and ORCHESTRA), growing ever softer. As it fades away, enter from the trees three men: a CHINESE armed witha scourge and a rope, a ved man, like an Aras, with a hammer and three nails, and a warrior chief, like a zuvu, with an assegat. They move somewhat furtively, and as if afraid. The CHINESE accosts JOVIAN. CHINESE. I am the dragon brother of your priest, And we are come from north and south and east To build your god a new and nobler shrine. JOVIAN. Give me the sign. [Done, each grippin…
1929 · PDF PAGE 558
…not be serious and yet I am honestly sad beyond expression whenever the man comes up in my mind. His character was charming as few other men I ever met. His talent for writing, though limited by his moral weakness to trivialities, possessed many admirable qualities. His expression was simple and effective, and his fascination undeniable. It is hard to have to think of him as fit only for the garbage man. And yet if indeed it were possible to build him up sufficiently to make him of positive value, one would have to ask oneself whether the most …
1905 · PDF PAGE 146
…thigh, dis- play ) The shield of heaven’s blue, and call the deep To watch the warrior sleep Of two fast friends that wake only if brave men weep. Wake, western land so fair, and this shall be! Speak and accomplish, let no ardour slip, A sullen hound, and be brought shamefully Back, and resurge the tremor of the sea, And spoil a perfect kiss from free land’s lip. O fair free sister country, for our sake, | Who at thy side would break All bars, all bonds, and bid the very dead awake. Are not your veins made purple with our blood, And our dominio…
1899 · PDF PAGE 9
…rom out her maw, and set Down on the pedestal, whose polished jet Shone like a mirror out of hell—I stand Free, where the blood of other men is wet. So slowly, while the mob stood back, I went Out of the city, with no life content, And certain I should meet no death at least. And, riding ever to the stubborn east, . I came upon a shore whose ocean bent _ In one long curve, where folk were making feast. So with no heart to feast, I joined the mirth, Mingled the dances that resound the earth, And laughing looked in every face of guile, And answer…
1901 · PDF PAGE 108
…called me by the beam Of glory, by the devastating wrath Of thine accurséd godhead : tell me then My Name ! Thou hardiest of the Sons of Men ! ” “ Thy name is—stay ! thou liest ! I discern In Thee no terror that my spells evoke. Begone, thou wandering corpse of night ! return Into thy shadowy world ! My symbols burn Against thee, shade of terror ! Go ! ” It spoke : “ Yea ! I am human. Know my actual truth : I am that ghost, the father of thy youth ! ” “ Poor wandering phantom ! ”—the exultant yell And wolfish howling of all damnéd souls Peals f…
1913 · PDF PAGE 239
…st of trees swept wide and far The cool December breezes ... The fragrant gateways of the Dawn ... , The haunted image -bearing minds of men . .. The King cried , “ Bring me colour , the heart's wine .. . . . . .. . . . . . .. . . . The labour of the fields is hard . The lapping , lapping, lapping of the stream ... The life by angels' touch divinely lifted . . . The light was grey 60 87 57 220
1899 · PDF PAGE 9
…, till the seat Of Hell was shaken to its deep, and herded Hosts of the tyrant trembled, faltered, fled, When none pursued but curses of men dead :— See, from the Calvary of the Son of Man, Where all the hopes of France were trodden under; See, from the crucifixion of Sedan, Thy thought the lightning,and thy word the thunder! See her supreme, kingly, republican, New France arisen, with her heart in sunder— Yet throned in Heaven on ever-burning wheels, Freedom resurgent, sealed with seven seals. The seal of Reason, made impregnable: The seal of …
1899 · PDF PAGE 145
…rom out her maw, and set Down on the pedestal, whose polished jet Shone like a mirror out of hell—I stand Free, where the blood of other men is wet. So slowly, while the mob stood back, I went Out of the city, with no life content, And certain I should meet no death at least. And, riding ever to the stubborn east, . I came upon a shore whose ocean bent _ In one long curve, where folk were making feast. So with no heart to feast, I joined the mirth, Mingled the dances that resound the earth, And laughing looked in every face of guile, And answer…
1961 · PDF PAGE 111
…entre, Creator, each in His Sphere of Operation. But the Formula of the past Æon was of the Dying god, and was based upon Ignorance. For Men thought that the Sun died and was reborn alike in the Day and in the Year; and so also was the Mystery of Man. Now already are we well assured by Science how the Death of the Sun is in Truth but the Shifting of a Shadow; and in this Æon (o my son, I lift up my Voice and I make Prophecy!) so shall it be proven as to Death. For the Body of Man is but his Shadow, it cometh and goeth even as the tides of Ocean…
1899 · PDF PAGE 40
…he and devour as coals, And God is wroth because of thee, to break The spirit of our pride, our lips to make Reverent toward thee, as of men ashamed. And now we pray thee for our children’s sake, And thine own pity’s sake, to come untamed, And furiously to ride against our foes, And be our leader, till one sanguine rose Spread from thy standard awful leaves of blood, And thy swords pour their long insatiate flood Through ranks of many dead, and then to close The wounds of all the land, and bid it bud
1905 · PDF PAGE 101
…my heart—and then I licked my lips : the tigress tasted blood. My changèd features—wash them in the flood Of murder ! This is power over men And angels. I will lift the twisted rod, And make my power as the power of God ! I made my beauty as it was before. I learned strange secrets ; by my love and skill I bent creation to my wanded will. I tuned the stars, I bound the bitter shore Beyond the Pleiads : until the Universe Moved at my mantra : Heaven and Hell obeyed ; Creation at my orders stayed or swayed. “ Take back,” I cried, “ the mockery of…
1961 · PDF PAGE 137
THE BOOK OF WISDOM OR FOLLY 125 Dt De Ordine Civitatum (Of the Ordering of States) O presently, O my son, this first Organisation among Men, by a Procedure parallel to that of the Differentiation of Protoplasm, made the State competent to explore and to control Nature; and every Profit of this sort released more Energy, and enlarged the Class of the Learned, until, as it is this Day, only a small Proportion of any mans Work must needs go to the satisfaction of first Will essential and common, the Provision of Shelter, Food, and Protection. Ver…
1905 · PDF PAGE 83
76 JEPHTHAH JEPHTHAH., A maiden shall be slain for many men. Surely, O people, and men of Israel, The prophecy is happy to the end. For see yon moon that creeps inviolate Against the corner of the mountains so, Slowly and gracefully to lighten us. So, ere three nights be gone, the course of heaven Shall be most monstrously o’erwhelmed for us Ere sundown, as for Joshua, and the moon, ‘The maiden moon, be slain that we may see By the large moveless sun to strike and slay, More utterly proud Ammon to consume. This is the omen. Shout for joy, my fr…
1909 · PDF PAGE 131
… of SI. judas McCabbagz I believe in Charles Darwin Almighty, maker of Evolution; and in Ernst Haeckel, his only son our Lord Who for us men and for our salvation came down from Germany: who was conceived of Weissmann, born of Buchner, suffered under du Rois-Raymond,was printed, bound, and shelved: who was raised again into English (of sorts),a5cended into the Pantheon of the Literary Guide and sitteth on the right hand of Edward Clodd : whence he shall come to judge the thick in the head. I believe in Charles Watts; the Rationalist Press Assoc…
1911 · PDF PAGE 239
…ubdued. Not gold, not blood, their altar dowers, But votive tears and symbol flowers. Oh, cease! must hate and death return ? Cease! must 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
…ubdued. Not gold, not blood, their altar dowers, But votive tears and symbol flowers. Oh, cease! must hate and death return ? Cease! must 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
1899 · PDF PAGE 185
…ary 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 unquiet wind ;
1906 · PDF PAGE 126
…e 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, rejoice That He can thus avenge his shrine ! One solemn cadence of that voice Peal through the ages, shake the spine Of very Time, and plunge success False-winged into sure-foot distress ! Hail to black Ares! Warrior, hail ! Thou glory of the shining sword ! What proven armour may avail Against the vengeance of the Lord? Athena’s favour must withdraw Before the justice of thy law ! Hail to the Lord of gli…