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Page 67 of 771929 · PDF PAGE 105
… reveal the change in either. The Black Lodge knew well enough that the weak strand in the Butterfly- net was Lisa's untrained mind. Its white-hot flame of enthusiasm, radiating passionate love, was too active to assail directly, even could they have succeeded in communicating with it. But they were content to watch and wait for the reaction, should it come, as they knew it must ultimately do. Eros finds Anteros always on his heels; soon or late, he will be supplanted, unless he have the wit to feed his fire with the fuel of Friendship. In the …
1905 · PDF PAGE 94
…ll the air with | To the ice whose ocean gray ancoherent lamentations, Behind\ Tumbles on the beach of rock, Jeruruan the soldters, with white | Where the wheeling vultures mock lips, have assumed thetr stilitarjy | Our distress with horrid cries; formation, and stand at attention \ Where the flower relenting dies, Lenter ELEAZAR and Chorits. ELEAZAR. Most welcome, conqueror ! [JeruriiaAH waves him aside. What is this? What is this? CHORUS. by a wistble effort ofself-control, «ind the sun is sharp to slay ; Where the ivory dome above ADULAH. Gl…
1907 · PDF PAGE 144
…e song from the numberless throats. Where ice on my bosom is piled, Where palm-fronded islands begem My breast, where I rage in the wild White storms, where I lap the low hem . Of earth’s mantle, or war on her crags, I am one, and my soul is in them. Deep and calm to heaven’s mirror Through the cedarn grove or ashen, Willow-woven, or cypress terror, | To the sky’s less serene fashion Still we look: around our margin Holy priestess, longing lover, : Poet musing, vagrant virgin, Nor their own mild looks discover, But the light and glow of that th…
1944 · PDF PAGE 258
…VD, Splendour, Elohim, Gibor, Kokab, Mercury, Samael, Violet Purple, Anubis, Tahuti, Thoth, Orange, Russet‐red, yellowish‐brown‐flecked‐ white, Odin, Loki, Hermes, Hanuman, Hermaphrodite, Jackal, Monokeros de Astris, Moly, An‐ halonium Lewinii, Opal, the Holy Ghost, Storax, the Names and Versicles used in Ritual, Truth‐ fulness, the Octagon, Palatium Serenitatis, Aaron, Raqie, Svaddistthana, Sakkya‐ditti, deceiv‐ ers, Jarmat al Firdaus, and innumerable other ideas: all these pertain to the number 8. These “correspondences” are not arbitrary; in…
1929 · PDF PAGE 65
…d herself in a room at once obscure and menacing. She wondered why they called it a chapel. It was a bell-shaped cave. She dimly saw the white curtains of which Iff had spoken; there was nothing else in the room but a square thin altar whose surface was of polished silver, around whose base ran a broad copper band, evidently the circle referred to, and ten lamps, set in little stars of iron, which gave a faint blue light. The entire chamber was cut out of the solid rock. [93] Only that part of it which lay within the circle had been dressed; th…
1929 · PDF PAGE 140
…every violence against her before her birth. The face was wrinkled parchment, yellow and hard; it was framed in short, thick hair, dirty white in colour; and her expression denoted that the utmost cunning and capacity were at the command of her rapacious instincts. But her poverty was no indication that they had served her; and those primitive qualities had in fact been swallowed up in the results of their disappointment. For in her eye raved bitter a hate of all things, born of the selfish envy which regarded the happiness of any other person …
1907 · PDF PAGE 103
…m whip, Weak joys sucked hard from leman’s lip, Ye are nought at all, are nought at all, in this ! But brown Habiba’s fawn-wide gaze And white Zuleikha’s drowsy glance Woo me to waking unto day’s Delight from night’s unmeasured trance :— To drink, to dally, to desire, to dance. Ah! beautiful and firm your hips, Habib ! ah ! coolthsome your caress, Zuleikha ! soft your honey lips— The tongue of pleasure subtly sips The wine that age distils, and calls dis. tress. Enough ! when all is ended, when The poppied pleasure purples pain— Death—shall I l…
1907 · PDF PAGE 213
LIBER QUARTUS VEL MORTIS 207 The white air hummeth With force of the spirit. We are heirs: we inherit. Our joys are as theirs ; Weave with your prayers The joys of a kiss! Ho! for the bliss Of the cup and the rod. He cometh ! O lover ! O friend and O God, Cover us, cover Our faces, and hover Above us, within us! Daintily shod, Daintily robed, His witcheries spin us A web of desire. Subtle as fire He cometh among us. The whole sky globed Is on fire with delight, Delight that hath stung us, The passion of night. Night be our mistress ! That tress…
1905 · PDF PAGE 224
CARMEN SAECULARE 217 Therefore reign thou, saith God, august, alone, White- winged to East and West, an albatross, ‘Abdul the throne!” 1 Allah can wed the Crescent and the Cross ! According to the wisdom thou hast shown Mete thou thy gain and loss! Damned, on infernal thy O melancholy ruin, that wert Greece ! What little comfort canst thou take from time ? Years pass, In shameful war or sordid peace— What god can recreate thee, the sublime? Alas! let Lethe roll her sleepy seas Over thy ruined clime. O piteous fallen tyranny of Spain ! What dogs…
1919 · PDF PAGE 310
…y much indeed. It is not very sensible to compare Mr. Gibran with Blake, because Blake was a genius whose every act was wrought from the white heat of passion. This is a smaller fish swimming in shallower and calmer waters. The spirit is more French than Irish. However, he is short enough to speak for himself. Here is one of his parables: THE SCARECROW Once I said to a scarecrow, “You must be tired of standing in this lonely field.” And he said, “The joy of scaring is a deep and lasting one, and I never tire of it.” Said I, after a minute of th…
1929 · PDF PAGE 14
…as full of long Partagas, the other of cigarettes. "These are musk scented the dark ones; the yellowish kind are ambergris; and the thin white ones are scented with attar of roses." Lisa hesitated; then she chose the ambergris. The old man laughed happily. "Just the right choice: the Middle Way! Now I know we are going to be friends." He lit her cigarette, and his own cigar. "I know what is
1905 · PDF PAGE 191
…h God’s breath Catch thee at midmost of the prayer Of sleep—that so dream turns to death ! Pass, be no more! The beckoning dawn Woos the white ocean: I must go Whither my soul’s desire is drawn. Whither? 1 know not. Even so. 1 An actual rug: not a symbol. 2 Tennyson: the Holy Grail. The phrase is, however, much older,
1905 · PDF PAGE 244
…love inaudible Sapped me of music. My tunes are played upon VENUS, Sing me that again! TANNHAUSER. Who is this maiden robéd for a bride, White shoulders and bright brows adorable, The flaming locks that clothe her, and abide, As God were bathing in the fire of Hell? They change, they grow, they shake As sunlight on the lake: They hiss, they glisten on her bosom bare. O maiden, maiden queen ! The lightning flows between Thy mounting breasts, too magically fair. Draw me, O draw me to a dreaming death! Send out thine opiate breath, And lull ine to…
1907 · PDF PAGE 106
…derworld. 1 The ass-headed deity of the Egyptians, slayer of Osiris. But in the hell-glow of those eyes The ashen skull of Pharaoh shone White as the moonrays that surprise The invoking Druse on Lebanon. Moreover pylon shouldered round To pylon an unearthly tune, Like phantom priests that strike and sound Sinister sistrons at the moon. And death’s insufferable perfume Beat the black air with golden fans As Turkis rip a Nubian’s womb With damascenéd yataghans, Also the taste of dust long dead Of ancient queens corrupt and fair Struck through the…
1905 · PDF PAGE 41
SONGS OF THE SPIRIT 34 From dusk to dawn, being poor ; and braided up The loose hair of all trees and flowers, and made Their one white light divide to red and green And violet! and the hues innumerable Lesser than these, and gave man hope at last With the invariable law of death Abundant in new life, and having filled The world with music, dost demand of us ‘Is my work meaningless?” O thou, supreme, Thou, First and Last, most inconceivable All-radiating Unity, thou sphere All-comprehensive, all-mysterious, Spirit of Life and Death, bow down an…
1905 · PDF PAGE 74
…s are flung half-heartedly ; and he With warlike garrison and stronger arms Who might have helped us, laughs, and violence Threatens the white flower of our homes: our wives, Daughters, and sons are as a prey to them, And where the children of the Ammonites Throng not swift hoofs for murder, Jephthah’s men Blaspheme our sanctuaries inviolate, And rob us of our dearest. Woe on woe Hangs imminent to crush the slender sides And battered bulwarks of our state. O thou Whose hoary locks and sightless eyes compel Our pity and our reverence, and whose …
1905 · PDF PAGE 43
…Here are few rocks whereon a ship hath peril ; No storms inay ruffle tts insidious stream ; Oualy, no fish iivade its waters sterile, No white-winged birds above it glance and elaun, Only, i hath no shore, no wave, but ¢eloom Wraps it within her wok,
1906 · PDF PAGE 77
…e !— Unless my Alice be the sea. LasT night—but the boy shrieked in’s sleep —then, there I had ended all! track That leads from green or white-crowned hours to black, The pleasant portals of the scorpion snare, First gleaming toils of an enchantress’ hair That afterward shall change their fer- vours slack To strong gripe of a devil-fish: go back ? The hand is put forth to the plough— beware ! Having ingressed the I took my shrine down :! at the night we lay Four hours debating between fear andsin: Whether our love went deeper than the skin, 1 M…
1905 · PDF PAGE 178
Tuk COURT OF THE PROFANE 171 Fretted with stars, thrice woven across. White limbs in amorous slumber toss Like sleeping foam, whase silver gleams* On motionless dark seas ; it seems As if some gentle spirit stiricel Their lazy brows with sume swift word. So, in the secret of the shrine, Night keeps them nestled ; so the gloom Laps them in waves as smooth as wine, As glowing as the fery womb Of some young tigress, dark as doom, And swift as sunrise. Love’s content Builds its own mystic monument, And carves above its vaulted tomb The Phoenix on h…
1907 · PDF PAGE 197
…l, Eager to gather the fresh floral birth. The grim black earth Gaped; roared athwart the gulf the golden car ; And flaming far The four white horses with their flashing manes | The might-resisting reins Lay in the ghastly hands, the arms of fear Of that dread charioteer, Death; and great Hades armed stood glitter- ing, Stooped to his spring, And whirled the child to the beneath abode. O heavy load! O bitter harvest of rich-rolling tears ! What cry who hears? A shrill shrill cry to father Zeus cried she, Forlorn Persephone ! Heard was that agon…