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…vert From the Lamb and his prison {are And the Owl’s blind stupor, arise! Be ye wise, and strong, and fair, And the nectar afloat in your eyes! Arise, Ο ambrosial moon, By the strong immemorial spell, By the subtle veridica! rune That is mighty in heaven and hell ! Drip thy mystical dews On the tongues of the tender fauns, In the shade of initiate yews, Remote from the desert dawns!
… secret and sour— With a sudden twitch at the last Like certain jagged daggers.” When Peter crosses the room, I see him “With blood-shot eyes dull-glassed The screaming Malay staggers Through his village aghast.” It is natural and inevitable that he should murder me. I wish he were not so weak. Anything to end it all. : The medical books said that if one didn’t die out- right from abstention, the craving would slowly wear off. I think Peter is already a little stronger. But I
…bewitched. I loved him so. Ah God ! I touched. How my soul itched let God not know ! That strong black breast ! Those cruel lips ! Those eyes of fire ! O bitter best, to whirl the whips of black desire ! Bruise me with lust, and tear my flesh, and drink my blood, One poniard thrust, one flail to thresh, one storm to flood My life with death, my soul to charO speak the spell !
…ffer instead of others, they are generous; but if they do it without discretion and without measure, they are imprudent. Q. Thus, in the eyes of true philosophy, religion is wise in all that it ordains? A. You see that it is so. Q. But if, after all, we were deceived in our eternal hopes? A. Faith does not admit that doubt. But philosophy her- self should reply that all the pleasures of the earth are not 104
…ffer instead of others, they are generous; but if they do it without discretion and without measure, they are imprudent. Q. Thus, in the eyes of true philosophy, religion is wise in all that it ordains? A. You see that it is so. Q. But if, after all, we were deceived in our eternal hopes? A. Faith does not admit that doubt. But philosophy her- self should reply that all the pleasures of the earth are not 104
…ender as she, so tremulous and trim LORENZO. Oh buxom girls for me ! Well, I prefer them slim ! [To the lady beside him.] Heres to your eyes, my dove ! [All appear startled and shocked. 2ND MASK. Take care, my lord, I hope You will not allow love to make you slight the Pope ! 1ST MASK. Then drink his Holiness, and get the business done. 2ND MASK. A pretty sort of mess you have just missed, my son ! LORENZO. Oh heres the good old Pope, long may he live and reign ! And when he dies, I hope he may rise again. [All but MORTADELLO drink saying T…
…ing the flower from her dress. She was nestled in the arm-chair when the old analyst tiptoed into the room and clapped his hands over her eyes. “ Who is it?” said he gaily. "Why, you're Jack from Alaska, of course," she answered, laughing. “ Guess again ?" And the child guessed the German Emperor, and Lewis Waller, and everyone else she could think of. “Wrong.” “Wrong.” “Wrong.” "Why,“ she cried, jumping up and facing him, “ it's Professor Zircon! The last person in the world I should have expected to find here ! " She threw her arms round his ne…
…ing the flower from her dress. She was nestled in the arm-chair when the old analyst tiptoed into the room and clapped his hands over her eyes. “ Who is it?” said he gaily. "Why, you're Jack from Alaska, of course," she answered, laughing. “ Guess again ?" And the child guessed the German Emperor, and Lewis Waller, and everyone else she could think of. “Wrong.” “Wrong.” “Wrong.” "Why,“ she cried, jumping up and facing him, “ it's Professor Zircon! The last person in the world I should have expected to find here ! " She threw her arms round his ne…
… more I saw than this, The shadowy bending to the first sweet kiss That surely could not end, though earth should end. Therefore my shut eyes blend With sleep’s own secret eyes and eyelashes, Long and deep ecstasies, Knowing as now I know—at last—how this Foreshadows my own bliss Of falling into death when life is tired. For of all things desired Not one as death is so desirable, Seeing all sorrows pass, all joys endure, All lessons last. Not heaven and not hell (My spirit is grown sure) Await the lover But death’s veil draws, life’s mother to …
…breasts, And little veins of purple in the arms, Or cheeks that are already flushed with it, To crimson them with the intense delight Of eyes that meet and know the spirit dwells Beyond their profound depth in sympathy. Nay, my delight must find some dearest foe, And cleave his body with a lusty stroke That sets the blood sharp tingling in my arm. Yet tell me if perchance I lay aside One day the harness of cold iron, bind on The lighter reins of roses deftly twined
LYRICAL AND DRAMATIC. 87 And see myself no longer in her eyes So perfectly as here, where passion lies Buried and re-arisen and complete. O happy life too sweet, too perfect sweet, O happy love too perfectly made one Not to arouse the envy of the sun Who sulks six months for spite of it! O love, Too pure and fond for those pale gods above, Too perfect for their iron rods to break, Arise, awake, and die for death’s own sake That one forgetfulness may take us three, Still three, still one, to the Lethean sea, That all its waters may be sweet as t…
… He had levered out the cork, and dipped the knife into the powder. He measured out a dose with a queer cunning questioning smile in his eyes. , My breath was coming quickly and shallowly. I gave a hurried little nod. I seemed to hear myself saying, “A little bit more.” At least, he added to the heap. “A little mild stimulant is indicated,” he said, with an imitation of his bedside manner. He was kneeling in front of my chair, and held up his hand like a priest making an offering to his goddess. The next thing I remember is that I was walking f…
… I make her under- stand me; at last I succeeded; but then she answered me very sadly, and even, if my memory serves me, turned away her eyes; I do not know, I do not remember. What bizarre things does not one find in a great city when one knows how to walk about and how to look! Life swarms with innocent monsters. Oh Lord my God, Thou Creator, Thou Master, Thou who hast made law and lib-
…sounds Of men proclaim a city; but to us They are not here; for we, bccause we love, Are not of earth, but, as the immortals, stand With eyes immutable; our souls are fed On a strange new nepenthe from the cup Of the vast firmament. Nor do we dream, Nor think we aught of the transient world, But are absorbed in our own deity : And our clear eyes reflect—(who dares to gaze Shall see and die !)—the changeless empyréan Eternity, the concentrated void Of space, for being the centre of all things, Time is to us the Now, and Space the Here ; From us …
…tar Seen in the fragrant breezes of the East ! O lover of my love, O avatar Of the All-One, O mystical High Priest ! O thou before whose eyes my weak eyes fail, Wonderful warden of the Holy Grail! 1 The ‘‘Genius” of Socrates; the ‘‘ Holy Guardian Angel” of Abramelin the Mage; or the ‘‘ Higher Self" of the Theosophists. a)
…est eagerly upon the four walls of the ark. 1.- I seek a door. He: The door is in the roof. 1: Lead me to it, I pray thee! He: Fix thine eyes upon it. |: Sir, I will. Yet I pray thee to tell me thy name. He: Thou didst know it of old, didst thou not? I: The son of the mountain? He: The Stone of the Crossways. [: It is enough. Let me fix mine eye upon the door. He. It is well. Then I obeyed him, and in that obedience forgot him. For though mine eye wandered often, and although once the planks beneath me threatened to give way and plunge me once m…
…beautiful and glad, Rejoicing in the golden day. I am the spirit silken-clad That {areth on the fiery way. I have escaped from Him, whose eyes Are closed at eventide, and wise To drag thee to the House 01 Wrong :> I am armed! I am armed! I am strong! I am strong ! I make my way : opposing horns Ofsecret foemen push their lust In vain: my song their fury scorns; They sink, they gravel in the dust. [He !₪125 to SOL, I-Iail, selficreated Lord of Night! Inscrutable and infinitel Let Orpheus journey forth to see The Disk in peace and victory! Let him a…
…est eagerly upon the four walls of the ark. 1.- I seek a door. He: The door is in the roof. 1: Lead me to it, I pray thee! He: Fix thine eyes upon it. |: Sir, I will. Yet I pray thee to tell me thy name. He: Thou didst know it of old, didst thou not? I: The son of the mountain? He: The Stone of the Crossways. [: It is enough. Let me fix mine eye upon the door. He. It is well. Then I obeyed him, and in that obedience forgot him. For though mine eye wandered often, and although once the planks beneath me threatened to give way and plunge me once m…
…beautiful and glad, Rejoicing in the golden day. I am the spirit silken-clad That {areth on the fiery way. I have escaped from Him, whose eyes Are closed at eventide, and wise To drag thee to the House 01 Wrong :> I am armed! I am armed! I am strong! I am strong ! I make my way : opposing horns Ofsecret foemen push their lust In vain: my song their fury scorns; They sink, they gravel in the dust. [He !₪125 to SOL, I-Iail, selficreated Lord of Night! Inscrutable and infinitel Let Orpheus journey forth to see The Disk in peace and victory! Let him a…
…woven in my hair! How keen the music of my body’s song ! How white the blossom of my body’s light ! How red the lips, how languorous the eyes, How made for pleasure, for the sleepy sighs Softer than sleep; amorous dew-dreams of night That draw out night in kisses to the day ! So was I to my seeming as I lay. That soft smooth-moving ocean of the west Under the palm and cactus as it rolled, Immortal blue, fixed with immortal gold, Moving in rapture with my sleeping breast ! The young delicious green, the drunken smell Of the fresh earth, the luxu…