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…his wings, And sunward soar through the unsullied skies, And careless watch the destiny of kings. Then only shall truth’s angel in thine eyes Perceive eternal things. The oracle is suddenly grown still. Only, mine eyes, unweary of the sight, Pierce through the dawn-mist of the sacred hill And yearn toward the rose of love and light. My lips, that drank the Heliconian rill, Murmur with slow delight. I see the faces of the lyric Nine ! The Rose of God its petals will unfold ! I madden with the ecstasy divine ! My soul leaps sunwards, shrieking—an…
1910 · PDF PAGE 107
… electric force By Him for whom I have done sin, Sin grievous against every part To purge the whole through to the heart. And lo ! thine eyes that dazzle me Like peacock’s fans with many a million Eyes of azure and vermilion
1899 · PDF PAGE 64
…office ; I have seen This being cursed of Zeus, a snake unclean With its unholy neighbourhood ; at morn A fair bright youth, whose large eyes well might scorn The wanton eyes of Ganymede, whose tongue Reiterates ill curses idly strung In circles meaningless high Zeus to move, Yet has twain other cries ; the one is Love ! The other Archais ! The Paphian lips Smiled with a splendour potent to eclipse The large-lipped drawn-out grinning of that court That mouthed and gibbered in their swinish sport.
1913 · PDF PAGE 96
James Elroy Flecker . MARY MAGDALEN . o EYES that strip the souls of men ! There came to me the Magdalen : Her blue robe with a cord was bound , Her hair with knotted ivy crowned . " Arise ," she said , " God calls for thee , Turned to new paths thy feet must be. Leave the fever and the feast, Leave the friend thou lovest best; For thou must walk in barefoot ways, On hills, where God is near to praise . Then answered I, “ Sweet Magdalen , God 's servant, once beloved of men , Why didst thou change old ways for new , Thy trailing red for corded …
1910 · PDF PAGE 296
…austed: as if she was trying to sound a particular phrase, and always fell back baffled at the last moment. Nor did any light infuse her eyes. There was intentness, there was weariness, there was patience, there was alertness. And the room was strangely silent, unsympathetic to her mood. She was the dimmest thing in that gray light. Still she strove. She grew more tense, her mouth tightened, an ugly compression. Her eyes flashed with—was it hate? The soul of the song was now all anguish, all pleading, all despair —ever reaching to some unattain…
1910 · PDF PAGE 296
…austed: as if she was trying to sound a particular phrase, and always fell back baffled at the last moment. Nor did any light infuse her eyes. There was intentness, there was weariness, there was patience, there was alertness. And the room was strangely silent, unsympathetic to her mood. She was the dimmest thing in that gray light. Still she strove. She grew more tense, her mouth tightened, an ugly compression. Her eyes flashed with—was it hate? The soul of the song was now all anguish, all pleading, all despair —ever reaching to some unattain…
1906 · PDF PAGE 134
…d like a Hathor’s skin is amber, And like a Hathor’s skin is wine, And like a Hathor’s skin is kisses. Gray steel self-kindled shine her eyes. They rede strange runes of time defiled, And ruined souls, and Satan’s kin. I see their veiled impurities, An harlot hidden in a child, Through all their love and laughter lean ; And like a witch’s eyes are wise, And like a witch’s eyes are wild, And like a witch’s eyes are Sin. She moves her breasts in Bacchanal Rhymes to that music manifold That pulses in the golden head, Seductive phrase perpetual, Te…
1928 · PDF PAGE 100
…We met a poor man who, trembling, held out to us his capI know nothing more disqui- eting than the dumb eloquence of these be- seeching eyes, which contain, for the sensitive man who understands how to read therein, both so much humility, and so much reproach. There is therein something approaching this depth of complex sentiment in the watery eyes of whipped dogs. My friends alms were much more consid- erable than my own, and I said to him, You are right; after the pleasure of being aston-
1909 · PDF PAGE 220
10 THE EQUINOX O moon! ambrosial moon! Arise on my desert of sorrow That the magical eyes of me swoon With lust of rain to-morrow! Ages and ages ago I stood on the bank of a river Holy and holy and holy, I know, For ever and ever and ever! A priest in the mystical shrine, I muttered a redeless rune, Till the waters were redder than wine In the blush of the harlot moon. I and my brother priests Worshipped a wonderful woman With a body lithe as a beast’s, Subtly, horribly human. Deep in the pit of her eyes I saw the image of death, And I drew the…
1909 · PDF PAGE 220
10 THE EQUINOX O moon! ambrosial moon! Arise on my desert of sorrow That the magical eyes of me swoon With lust of rain to-morrow! Ages and ages ago I stood on the bank of a river Holy and holy and holy, I know, For ever and ever and ever! A priest in the mystical shrine, I muttered a redeless rune, Till the waters were redder than wine In the blush of the harlot moon. I and my brother priests Worshipped a wonderful woman With a body lithe as a beast’s, Subtly, horribly human. Deep in the pit of her eyes I saw the image of death, And I drew the…
1910 · PDF PAGE 59
… high With my clamorous dithyrambs Like a stain on the shield of the sky. With blood and censer and song I rent the mysterious veil : My eyes gaze long and long On the deep of that blissful bale. My cold grey kisses awake From the silence of utmost eld The grey cold slime of the snake That her beautiful body held. ButGod ! I was not content With the blasphemous secret of years, The veil is hardly rent While the eyes rain stones for tears. So I clung to the lips and laughter As the storms of death abated, The storms of the grievous graft By the…
1898 · PDF PAGE 49
…d : “ Now the last time I turn and go to her.” The violet smiled at him : his fingers fair Plucked the sweet blossom to his breast ; his eyes Mused like delight, and like desire were wise. There was a maiden like the sun, to whom His footsteps turned amid the myriad bloom Of flowers and leafy pathways of the wood, Where, in a dell of roses white, she stood. He came to her and looked so dear and deep Into her eyes, the wells and woods of sleep, And took the violet from his breast, and stood A glad young god within the golden wood. 39
1930 · PDF PAGE 26
…croscope the expert operator keeps both eves open, though seeing only through the one at the eye-piece of the instrument, so the natural eyes, ceasing to give anv message to the brain, the attention is withdrawn from them, and the man begins to see through the Astral eyes. These methods appear to The Master Therion to be unsatisfactory. Very often they do not work at ail. It is difficult to teach a person to use these methods; and, worst of ali, they are purely passive! You can see only what is shewn you, and you are probably shewn things perfe…
1910 · PDF PAGE 338
… There are voices like that, and when men hear them, they live a lifetime in an instant, mate, rear children, are widowed, or have their eyes closed for them for the last time by these women whose souls they thus secretly and inviolately espouse.” After a little silence the worm which issued from her eyes then spoke: “IT am her eyes, and she was bad, bad as her mouth says. Some of that mouth’s warm tribute came indeed to me, and I was shut from seeing with the close lips of men beating time to the superb madness of their love music with rhythmi…
1910 · PDF PAGE 338
… There are voices like that, and when men hear them, they live a lifetime in an instant, mate, rear children, are widowed, or have their eyes closed for them for the last time by these women whose souls they thus secretly and inviolately espouse.” After a little silence the worm which issued from her eyes then spoke: “IT am her eyes, and she was bad, bad as her mouth says. Some of that mouth’s warm tribute came indeed to me, and I was shut from seeing with the close lips of men beating time to the superb madness of their love music with rhythmi…
1901 · PDF PAGE 18
…ny planet’s may be shone, Within the circle of the grove, Where burn the sanctities of love : Nor may the foot of man be known, Nor evil eyes of mothers thrown On maidens that desire the kiss Only of maiden Artemis. But horned and huntress from the skies, She bends her lips upon the breeze, And pure and perfect in her eyes, Burn magical virginity’s Sweet intermittent sorceries. When the slow wind from her sweet word In all their conchéd ears is heard. And like the slumber of the seas, There murmur through the holy trees The kisses of the goddes…
1902 · PDF PAGE 75
…ng thou shalt be A sensible corpse, a walking sepulchre. Come, come, Apollyon ! Come, my Aggereth ! Belial, cheat his ears and blind his eyes ! Come, all ye tribes of serpents and foul fish ! Beetle and worm, I have a feast for you ! Tannhauser. The palace staggers. I can hardly see— Only these writhing horrors. I am blind ! Venus. Ha ! My true knight ! I ask thee once again, Once more invoke the epithets of love. Suspend my powers — constrain thee on my knees For thine old kisses. See, I am all thine ! All thine the splendid body, and the shap…
1928 · PDF PAGE 135
…w- panes. Then she stretched herself upon thee with the supple tenderness of a mother, and laid her colours on thy face. From that thine eyes are turned green, and thy cheeks are marvellous pale. It is through looking at this celestial visitant that thine eyes are grown so strangely large, and she has so tenderly fas- tened on thy throat that thou hast therefore kept for ever the desire to weep. And yet in the overflowing of her joy the moon filled all the room like a phosphorescent atmosphere, like a luminous poison, and all this living light …
1899 · PDF PAGE 103
…he hoary stone who hid And watched unbid When one most holy came across the glade, Who saw a maid So bright that mists were dim upon his eyes, And yet he spies So sweet a vision that his gentle breath Sighed into death: And others say that here the fairies bring The fairy king, And crown him with a flower of eglantine, And of the vine Twist him a throne made perfect with wild roses, And gathered posies From all the streams that wander through the vale, And crying, “ Hail! “ All hail, most beautiful of all our race!” Cover his face With blossoms…
1899 · PDF PAGE 212
…sounds Of men proclaim a city; but to us They are not here; for we, because 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