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Page 64 of 791910 · PDF PAGE 58
…oss;+ the these A&thyrs, “whose dominion extendeth in ever widening circles without and beyond the Watch Towers of the Universe.” In one sense rightly enough did P. bring to completion the work L.I.L, at the end of the year 1900; but, in another, it took him nine long years of toil before he perfected it, for it was not until the last days of the year 1909 that the work of the Thirty thyrs was indeed brought to an end. In 1900 verily was the work conceived, but not until the year 1909 was it brought forth a light unto the darkness, a little spa…
1906 · PDF PAGE 57
…ion’s motto: to exhaust the cross, Bidding it glow with roses—the result ‘¢ What way he will : may be adventure’s loss Is gain to common sense ; whereby I guess | Wise men have hidden Mount Biagenos? ‘ And all its height from fools who looked no less For snows to lurk beneath the roots of yew, Or in the caverns grim with gloominess ‘‘ Hid deep i? the forests they would wander through, Instead of travelling the straightforward road. I call them fools—well, I have been one too. ‘“ Now then at least for the secure abode And way of luck —knight-err…
1905 · PDF PAGE 125
… the mist, Wrap me in shrouds of gray, chill me and make me shiver, Not with the Night alone, not with the sound of her wing, Yet with a sense of something vague and unearthly stalking (Step after step as I move) me, to annul me, quell Tlope and desire and life, bid light die under my eyelids, Bid the strong heart despair, quench the desire of Heaven. So I shudder a little; and my heart goes out to the mountain, Rock upon rock for a crown, snow like an ermine robe ; Thunder and lightning free fashioned for speech and seeing, Pinnacles royal and…
1905 · PDF PAGE 265
…e God slips you, He the Undefinable ! Not good ! Not wise! Not anything at all That heart can grasp, or reason fram’, or soul Shadow the sense of ! ELIZABETH. He is far too great ! I see! TANNHAUSER. Not great! The consciousness of man Their many generations moulded so To fix in definite ideas, and clothe Their Maker in the rags. If sk?es are vast, So gems are tiny : who shall choose between? Who reads the riddle of the Universe? All words! Thus, from his rock-wrought peeking-point Out speers the hermit: ‘‘See, the sun is dead !” It shines else…
1907 · PDF PAGE 191
…t my loud strain’s unprofitable sound. For who are ye? Poor judges of the dead, In your stern eyes the sadness is mine own, Mingled with sense that all your forces dread Are vain to take the spirit from one stone. I would have called to ye in wild strong joy; ** Arise, O Lords of Justice, and be girt With lightnings, and be ardent to destroy This Fool’s creation and to heal its hurt !’? Ye are vain, But yet the damned With swift annihilation Alas! poor powers ! rejoice Hearing the splendour, prophet in my strain, And certain comfort in my might…
1929 · PDF PAGE 83
…eir Abbey to-night. Be off! No, wait for me here; I'll bring back orders. And while I'm gone, get that son of yours here — he's got more sense than you. We'll have to trace Grey somehow — and astral watchers won't do the trick when Simon Iff's about." Balloch rose to his feet, buttoned his coat around him, put on a tall silk hat, and was gone without wasting another word upon his subordinate. The Turk would have given his ears to have dared to follow him. The mystery of S.R.M.D.'s personality and abode were shrouded in the blackest secrecy. Akb…
1905 · PDF PAGE 177
…heel In formless furies, subtly wrought Of swifter melodies than steel That flashes in the fight : the peal Of amorous laughters choking sense, And madness kissing violence, Rings like dead horsemen ; bodies reel Drunken with motion ; spirits feel The strange constraint of gods that dip From Heaven to mingle lip and lip. The gods descend to dance ; the noise Of hungry kissings, as a swoon, Faints for excess of its own joys, And mystic beams assail the moon, With flames of their infernal noon ; While the smooth incense, without breath, Spreads l…
1905 · PDF PAGE 243
…ning them Its own warm purple. Look, the tender stream ! VENUS. Let its old sleepy fragrance lull thee now, Yet madden thee in brain and sense and soul, Mixing success with infinite despair. So; take our secret back to sleep with us :— And in that sleep I know that thou wilt choose
1906 · PDF PAGE 239
…Brahm, infinite in all dimensions and directions—indistinguish- able from the Pleroma of the Gnostics— and Maya, illusion. ‘This is in a sense the antes thesis of noumenon and phenomenon, nou- menon being negated of all predicates until it becomes almost extinguished in the Nichts under the title of the Alles. (Cf Max Miiller on the metaphysical Nirvana, in his Dham- mapada, Introductory Essay.) The Bud- dhists express no opinion. - Let us consider the force-quality in the existences conceived of by these two religions respectively, remembering…
1907 · PDF PAGE 9
… Too strong to care which way may go The ensuing history of woe, Though I were jaw, and you were tooth ; So, more concerned with seeking sense Than worried over consequence, I'll speak, and you shall hear, the truth. 1 ‘*Comprendre, c’est pardonner.” —MME. DE STAEL., VI. TRUTH, like old Gaul, is split in three.? A lesson in anatomy, A sketch of sociology, A tale of love to end. But sce! What stirs the electric flame of eyes? One word—that word. Be destinv’s Inviolate fiat rolled athwart . The clouds and cobwebs of our speech, And image, integra…
1907 · PDF PAGE 137
…. ORPHEUS. First word of my song, First tune of my lyre, Muse, loved of me long, Be near and inspire! Bright heart! Mother strong! Sweet sense of desire ! Be near as I lift the first notes impassioned of fervour and fire! Not ever before Since Nature began Hath one cloven her core, Found the soul of her span ; No son that she bore Her spirit might scan ; But I, being born beyond Nature, have known her and yet am a man.
1907 · PDF PAGE 170
…she seems A folded rosebud, where the ivory skin Closes the ripe warm centre flower, the mind, The spirit that-was beautifully kind, The sense of beauty shadowed in deep dreams, Sent through the horn gates by some sleepy wind. All lingers: all is gone: a little while, And all the live sweet rapture of the smile Of her whole being is discomfited, The body broken, desolated, vile, Till nought remains but the memorial urn Of deep red gold, less golden than did burn Once the strong breast : the ash within is shed, Dust given for flowers: what memor…
1907 · PDF PAGE 46
…ter Is lord there, and I overlord. So flits out, like a sword Flashed through a duellist’s live heart, My thought ; in all the abodes of sense, The shrines of love and art, The adytum of omnipotence, I am supreme, through thee, sweet Angela ! For all the beauties of the universe, The glories hidden in the flower’s cup, All, all that wakes the soul to worship, verse, Ripe verse, all wines, all dreams that the soft God lifts up: All these are eidola, Mere phantom will 0’ the wisps, thy love the real ! There is no more ideal lor me 3 romance hath …
1907 · PDF PAGE 91
…o slay the Sphinx. > X. Things as they are—of these take hold, Their heart of wonder throb to thine! All things are matter and force and sense, No two alone. All’s one: the gold Of truth is no reward divine Of faith, but wage of evidence. The clod, the God, the spar, the star Mete in thy measure, as they are! XI. So lifts the agony of the world From this mine head, that bowed awhile Before the terror suddenly shown. The nameless fear for self, far hurled By death to dissolution vile, Fades as the royal truth is known: Though change and sorrow r…
1907 · PDF PAGE 169
…ld and the golden light, Till ruby crowns the river’s living flow And glory of colour in the sun’s own flame— Beyond, to colours without sense or name, Impossible to man, whose vivid sight Would blast him with their splendour as they came Flashing through spiritual space, withdrawn Now, and now flung triumphant in the dawn Not of mere sun’s. rise, but before the birth Of a new system on the unfolded lawn Of space beyond the sceptre of the Gods! I, seeing all this, would foil Time’s periods — For one small woman on this-one mear earth, Would spo…
1905 · PDF PAGE 204
…ign of death and sin—- O Light ! descend! My feet move vaguely on In this amazing darkness, in the gloom That I can touch with trembling sense. There shone Once, in my misty memory, in the womb Of some unformulated thought, the fame And smoke of mighty pillars ; yet my mind Is clouded with the horror of this same Path of the wise men: for my soul is blind Yet: and the foemen I have never feared I could not see (if such should cross the way), And therefore Iam strange: my soul is seared With desolation of the blinding day I have come out from: y…
1907 · PDF PAGE 104
…sneer, The marvellous lust of her, I bring Unto my body bright and clear (Dropped poison in a water spring !) To fill me with the utmost sense Of some divine experience. For who but she, the adulterous queen, Made earth and heaven with all its stars, The storm, the hunger epicene, The raging at invisible bars, The hideous cruelty of the whole ?— These are of Kali, O my soul ! The sterile force of bronze and gold Bends to my passion, as it grips With feverish claws the metal cold, And burns upon the brazen lips That, parted like a poppy bud, Hav…
1905 · PDF PAGE 49
…r in the whole, And on celestial manna satisfy my soul. Fresh strength from day to Each night new failure and each day fresh strength, A sense of something nearer day by day ; Though the ill road’s intolerable length, League upon league, fling back the torrid ray Of the fierce sunlight night can scarce allay With the incessant beating of cool wings, And men’s bleached skeletons infest the way ; Yet Hope her passion like a flower brings, And Courage ranks me with unconquerable kings. So, in the power of these who guard my path, I hope one day to…
1907 · PDF PAGE 218
…tical stranger, The subtle Arcadian God That lurks as for sorrow and danger, Yet rules all the earth with his rod. Abiding in spirit and sense Through the manifold changes of man, This soul is alone and intense And one—He is Pan. More subtle than mass as ye deem it He abides in the strife that is dust. Than spirit more keen as ye dream it, He is laughter and loathing and lust. He is all. Nature’s agonies scream It ; Her joys quire it clear ; in the must Of the vat is His shape in the steam. It Is Fear, and Disgust. For the spirit of all that is…
1904 · PDF PAGE 98
… Brahm, infinite i n all dimensions and directions—indistinguish- able from the Pleroma of the Gnostics—and Maya, illusion. This is in a sense the ante- thesis of noumenon and phenomenon, nou- menon being negated of all predicates until it becomes almost extinguished in the Nichts under the title of the Alles. (Cf. Max Müller on the m etaphysical Nirvana, in his Dham- mapada, Introductory Essay .) The Bud- dhists express no opinion. Let us consider the force-quality in the existences conceived of by those two religions respectively, rem emberin…