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… Glory to His Name, Which Heaven and earth eternally adore , Who was, and is, and shall be evermore ! He made thy body , and He made thy soul: He is Jehovah , everlasting Lord , And while eternal ages onward roll Creation shall be subject to His word . Thee , thou profane , thou double -damned leech , He had confounded in thy godless mirth , But that His unimagined mercies reach From earth to Heaven and from Heaven to earth . He is the all in all, the first and last ; In Him the beginning and the end unite ; He is the future and He is the past …
1913 · PDF PAGE 108
…N. Here is the first of the villains. [Zo shrine] Speak What vengeance we shall wreak ! Jovian. Foulest phantom flowers of fear From his soul like serpents shoot! The voice from the shrine. Cut his throat from ear to ear! Tear his tongue out by the root! Throw the body in the dark A cable from high-water mark ! [This ts done, the body being thrown from the whart. The voice from the west. The trees are covered: the rain streams Upon the screes, and screams! The voice from below. The water kisses the ship’s keel! JOVIAN. Out with the steel! [He s…
1913 · PDF PAGE 108
…N. Here is the first of the villains. [Zo shrine] Speak What vengeance we shall wreak ! Jovian. Foulest phantom flowers of fear From his soul like serpents shoot! The voice from the shrine. Cut his throat from ear to ear! Tear his tongue out by the root! Throw the body in the dark A cable from high-water mark ! [This ts done, the body being thrown from the whart. The voice from the west. The trees are covered: the rain streams Upon the screes, and screams! The voice from below. The water kisses the ship’s keel! JOVIAN. Out with the steel! [He s…
1905 · PDF PAGE 267
…him, him unarmed, Not daring! But he reached his hand to me! ‘‘Good luck, old friend!” and, smiling, he was gone. Gone to the Pope—great soul to mounte- bank ! It was her wish, they whisper. Well-a-day ! He’s gone, and not a friend have [ again. This bank is soft with delicate white moss, No pillow better in broad Germany. Were Madeline but here! What rustle stirs These leaves? A strong man sobbing! The earth quakes Responsive. Hillo-ho! there? [TANNHAUSER enters. He appears old and worn; but from his whole body radtates a dazzling light, and h…
1898 · PDF PAGE 15
JEZEBEL 11 A SAINTS DAMNATION. YOU buy my spirit with those peerless eyes That burn my soul ; you loose the torrent stream Of my desire ; you make my lips your prize, And on them burns the whole lifes hope : you deem You buy a heart ; but I am well aware How my damnation dwells in that supreme Passion to feed upon your shoulders bare, And pass the dewy twilight of our sin In the intolerable flames of hair That clothe my body from your head ; you win The devils bargain ; I am yours to kill, Yours, for one kiss ; my spirit for your skin ! O bi…
1901 · PDF PAGE 71
…upon me, and the sting Of my discrownéd forehead. I shall die Having this proof of my own nobleness To soothe the rancour of my stricken soul In the abodes of night, that I have dared, With the first knowledge, to make good my spirit Against its fate, to steel my flinching heart
1901 · PDF PAGE 72
60 THE SOUL OF OSIRIS. “ No more is spoken—the tradition goes : ‘ There learns the seeker what he seeks or knows,’ Thence—none have passed. The desert leagues may keep Some other secret—some profounder deep Than this one echoed fear : the desert shows Its ghastly triumph—silence. There they sleep. “ There, brave and pure, there, true and strong, they stay Bleached in the desert, till the solemn day Of God’s revenge—none knoweth them : they rest Unburied, unremembered, unconfessed. What names of strength, of majesty, had they ? What suns are the…
1902 · PDF PAGE 141
…s upon the scarlet rose That flamed upon my bosom, the keen thorns Pierced me and slew! My spirit was withdrawn Into Her godhead, and my soul made One With the Great Sorrow of the Universe, The Love of I sis ! Then I fell away Into some old mysterious abyss Rolling between the heights of starry space ; Flaming above, beyond the Tomb of Time, Blending the darkness into the profound Chasms of matter—so I fell away Through many strange eternities of Space, Limitless fields of Time. I knew in me That I must fall into the ground and die ; Dwell in t…
1905 · PDF PAGE 82
…for Sorrow’s, or for Death’s or Fear’s ! Only thy children lie at night and waken— How shouldst thou speak and say that no man hears ? O Soul of Tears ! For never hath fallen as dew thy word, Nor is thy shape shewed, nor as Wisdom’s heard Thy crying about the city In the house where is no pity, But in the desolate halls and lonely vales of sand :
1912 · PDF PAGE 35
…t ! MAGDALENA. Thou ? MONICA. I think you will not lie with Mortadello now ! ORLANDO What, Monica the saint ! MONICA. Oh, you may see my soul ! Blood has washed off the paint ! You were my gain and goal ! Kiss me while she still bleeds ! I am yours, your slave, your toy, The furrow of tropic seeds, black bliss of Afric joy ORLANDO. Frightful and frantic dream ! Portentous, mon- strous omen ! I sail upon a stream of blood of slaughtered foeman ! We shall go far, go far, follow the one red star MONICA. Look how the scarlet scar writhes ! ORLAND…
1913 · PDF PAGE 157
…my life is spent Creating righteous labour , which is bread : (Lazarus enters . He loves me well , and I am confident He will receive my soul when I am dead . 138
1928 · PDF PAGE 41
…otice. What men call love is very small, very re- stricted, very weak compared with this ineffa- ble orgy, this holy prostitution of the soul, which gives itself altogether, all its poetry, all its good will, to every unexpected object, to the stranger who passes by. It is sometimes well to teach the happy of this world, were it only to humiliate for a mo- ment their foolish pride, that there are pleas- ures superior to theirs, pleasures more vast and more refined. Those who found colleges, who teach peoples, missionary priests exiled to the en…
1907 · PDF PAGE 136
…u care ? ant. B. ORPHEUS. Mother, I have lain, half dead, half slumber- ing, Curtained in Eurydice her hair ; Clothed in serpent kisses, souls outnumbering Dewdrops flung in spray through air. I have lain and watched the night diminish, Fade and fall into the arms of day, Caring not if earth itself should finish, Caring only if my lover stay ; Listening to her breathing, Laughing, lover-weaving All the silken gold and glory of her head, Kissing as if time Forgot its steeps to climb, Made eternity’s, one with all the dead. Str. Y- CALLIOPE. List…
1909 · PDF PAGE 262
…e Candidate: ‘Child of Earth! wherefore hast thou come to request admission to this Order ?” The Hegemon answers for the Candidate: “ My soul is wandering in the Darkness seeking for the light of Occult Knowledge, and I believe that in this Order the Know- ledge of that Light may be obtained.” Whereupon the Hierophant asks the Candidate whether he is willing “in the presence of this assembly to take a great and solemn obligation to keep inviolate the secrets and mysteries of our Order?” To which the Candidate himself replies: “I am.” The Hierop…
1909 · PDF PAGE 262
…e Candidate: ‘Child of Earth! wherefore hast thou come to request admission to this Order ?” The Hegemon answers for the Candidate: “ My soul is wandering in the Darkness seeking for the light of Occult Knowledge, and I believe that in this Order the Know- ledge of that Light may be obtained.” Whereupon the Hierophant asks the Candidate whether he is willing “in the presence of this assembly to take a great and solemn obligation to keep inviolate the secrets and mysteries of our Order?” To which the Candidate himself replies: “I am.” The Hierop…
1905 · PDF PAGE 108
…he laugh at Fat. And so I violated Death, and died ; But in the other land my spirit cried For incarnation : conquering I came Within my soulless body as a flame. Endowing which with sacred power I sought A little while, as thought that seeks for thought. [ found his changeless love endure as mine, His passion curl around me as a vine. So clinging fibres of desire control My perfect body, and my perfect soul Shot flakes of light toward him. So my eyes, Seeking his face, were made divinely wise. So, solemn, silent, ’mid a merry folk I bound him …
1906 · PDF PAGE 19
… thy red centre are my eyes held fast and fervent, as at night Some sad miasma lends a light of strange and silent blasphemies To lure a soul to hell, to draw some saint’s charred lust, to tempt, to win Another sacrifice to sin, another poet’s heart to gnaw With dubious remorse. Oh! flame of tortur- ing flower-love ! sacrament Of Satan, triple element of mystery and love and shame, Green, gold, and crimson, in my heart you strive with Jesus for its realm, While Sorrow’s tears would overwhelm the warriors of either part. Jesus would lure me: fro…
1929 · PDF PAGE 156
…n this sensation there is a perfect lassitude mingled with a perfect longing. It may be that it is the counterpart of the freedom of the soul of which it is the herald and companion. In the Burial Service of the Church, we read "earth to earth, dust to dust," coupled with the idea of the return of the spirit to the God that gave it. And there is in this state some sister-similarity to death, one would not say sleep, for the soul of the sleeper is usually earth-bound by his gross desires, or the memory of them, or of his recent impressions. But …
1901 · PDF PAGE 22
THE MOTHER'S TRAGEDY The trifles that shall make it master yet Of the strong soul that bade itself forget. CORA. Let me not shrink! Truth always purifies. I will go through those twe impossible Actual years. The city was itself; Hard thinking if hard drinking—sober-sides! One night I stepped up tremulous on the stage, Sang something, found my senses afterward Only to that intolerable sound Of terrible applause. They shook the sky With calling me to answer. And J lay— A storm of weeping swept across my frame— Till the polite, the hateful manager…
1912 · PDF PAGE 30
…ea laps a swimmer’s; Thou, by whose strength and purity and love I leave this land, attain to the above, Come thou rose—red, break on my soul like dawn And gild my peaks, and bid their fountains flow; For in thine absence all their life withdrawn Congealed my being to a sterile snow, Snow fallen from some accursed star to ban All the high hope and heritage 01 man. Come thou, a gleaming goddess of pure pearl, Price of mine homage to the great glad god! Come, saint and satyr praise alike the girl Who to my whole life put the period 01 all fulfilmen…