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Page 81 of 2031903 · PDF PAGE 82
…ed “Why?”) Which eyes are mine, which thine, poor ape, discover, ‘And even yet thou hast not lost thy lover, Khepbra, thou Beetle-headed God! Who travellest in thy strength above ‘The Heaven of Nu, with splendour shod Of Thoth, and girt about with Love! (© Sun at midnight! in thy Bark ‘The cynocephali proclaim Thy effulgent deity, and mark ‘The adorations of thy name In seemly stations one by one, As thou encirclest blinder poles ‘Than Khem or Ammon showed the sun In one-eyed sight of secret goals.
1904 · PDF PAGE 12
…m us! WOMEN. “OQ! when the arméd hand is nigh, Tolchus shall not see Peace shining from Athena’s sky Until the Fleece be free; Until the God of War shall scorn The sting, and trust him to the horn. “Until the Sun of Spring forsake His eastern home, and rise
1904 · PDF PAGE 55
…u the hero Jason through To victory—and rest! MEDEA. Not by Athena’s calm omnipotence, O heroes, look for safety! Little men, Looking to God, are blinded; mighty ones, Seeking His presence, reel before the glance; And They, the greatest that may be of men, Become that Light, and care no whit for earth.
1910 · PDF PAGE 475
…great renown Rode through the land upon the quest, His sword loose and his vizor down, His buckler braced, his lance in rest. Now, then, God save thee, Palamede! Who courseth yonder on the field? Those silver arms, that sable steed, The sun and rose upon his shield? The strange knight spurs to him. Disdain Curls the proud lip as he uplifts His vizor. ‘Come, an end! In vain, Sir Fox, thy thousand turns and shifts!” Sir Palamede was white with fear. Lord Christ! those features were his own; His own that voice so icy clear That cuts him, cuts him …
1910 · PDF PAGE 475
…great renown Rode through the land upon the quest, His sword loose and his vizor down, His buckler braced, his lance in rest. Now, then, God save thee, Palamede! Who courseth yonder on the field? Those silver arms, that sable steed, The sun and rose upon his shield? The strange knight spurs to him. Disdain Curls the proud lip as he uplifts His vizor. ‘Come, an end! In vain, Sir Fox, thy thousand turns and shifts!” Sir Palamede was white with fear. Lord Christ! those features were his own; His own that voice so icy clear That cuts him, cuts him …
1910 · PDF PAGE 104
94 THE POET AND HIS MUSE My godhead over his domain of dust, And make some ftus . . . at the least, I trust ! And in my womb I hide it, all his all Made mine with one swift suction, one slow thrust Maniacal, murderous, musical, magical ! So then I would not have him for my thrall, So I despised the thing I had devoured ! And therefore, as I squat upon this ball That spins and knows not, I shall spew the coward Out from the bliss wherein he is embowered, A stain of senseless sex upon the sod, And live my life, the honeyed and the flowered, As e…
1930 · PDF PAGE 13
TABLE I XXXVIIII XXXIX KEY SCALE ANIMALS, REAL AND PLANTS, REAL AND JMAGINARY IMAGINARY 0 1 God. Almond in flower. 2 Man. Amaranth. 3 Woman. Cypress, Opium Poppy. 4 Unicom. Olive, Shamrock. 5 Basilisk. Oak, Nux Vomica, Nettle. 6 Phoenix, Lion, Child. Acacia, Bay, Laurel, Vine. 7 lynx. Rose. 8 Hermaphrodite, Jackal, Twin Serpents. Moly, Anhalonium Lewinii. 9 Eléphant. (Banyan) Mandrake, Da- miana, Yohimba. 10 Sphinx. Willow, Lily, Ivy. 11 Eagleor Man (Cherub of A)* Aspen. 12 Swallow, Ibis, Ape, Twin Serpents. Vervain, Herb Mercury, Marjolane, Pa…
1954 · PDF PAGE 25
…uoted in one of these letters. It clarifies his point of view with force and simplicity. Love and Death are likened to the two hounds of God that pursue man, who must ultimately turn and use them. "Make love not war" certainly would win his approval. But then he might insist on changing the word "not" and replacing it with "and." The Book of the Law serves as his authority here, governing his every attitude and moral outlook. It gives vast prominence to love-to love under will. But its third and final chapter makes no attempt to soften the hamm…
1898 · PDF PAGE 50
…w the newer blossom and was glad : Sweet little hopes her faint fair forehead had That one day such a death might crown her days. And so God too was glad, the story says. 40
1898 · PDF PAGE 106
…nd my guide, Wed in bad bands so foul and sore That Liberty shall be not more Within my heart or at my side ? O Pleasure, whom I made my god, And based my forehead for thy pride And took thy bastard for my bride, Subdued my shoulders to thy rod, Casting before thy feet the things, The virtues that thou didst hate ; I trod A bloody winepress, and went shod
1899 · PDF PAGE 31
…to us. CHORUS. Toward what end? For present help is much, But uttermost destruction more, for we Have no strong hope in any hand of man: God is our refuge and our tower of strength. In Him if any man abide; but if He put his faith in horsemen, or the sword, The sword he trusted shall be for an end. ELEAZAR. But evils fall like rain upon the land. CHORUS. Let us not call the hail to give us peace. ELEAZAR. Nor on the sun, lest he too eat us up. CHORUS. The heart of a man as the sea Beats hither and thither to find Ease for the limbs long free, —…
1903 · PDF PAGE 83
…e sea’s hymn below, Breathing in peace of love, mighty and holy, Fearing to fuse, and longing—be it so ! And the world’s pulse stops, as God bends him lowly To hear and know. . . . . . . . For not the heights of heaven shall exalt her Whose heart is full of love’s dumb deity, Nor harp-strings lift me, nor the sound of psalter, Whose love is merged and molten into thee, Nor incense sweeter be by shrine or altar For you and me. . . . . . . . But like dove’s eyes where glamour lies a-dwelling, Like sweet well-water rising in the well, Strong steep…
1910 · PDF PAGE 113
…that I may give His life to Pan, and live ! I have seen Love, and known A blasphemy, a violation And perfect profanation ; Wherefore the god hath flown. My heart no longer trembles If that blind Harperblind, or he dissembles ! Touches its strings with burning finger-tips, Or fastens his soft lips About my soul. . . . Then what is left To a woman love-bereft ? I have tasted Passion ; I have known How the sharpness and the softness and the sweetness Mix to one pomegranates completeness Wherein Hell and Earth are shown.
1912 · PDF PAGE 90
… peasant clown Flies, shrieking, from that dreadful figure. But when he came to any town They caged him for a lunatic. Quod he: ‘‘ Would God I had the trick! The beast escaped from my devices ; I will the same. The bars are thick, But I am strong.” He wrenched in vain; Then—what is this? What wild, sharp strain Smites on the air? The prison smashes. Hark! ’tis the Questing Beast again !
1913 · PDF PAGE 79
…ast the Child Divine Drank in the starry milk and wine . Three magicians Chaldean Have bowed their royal knees Before the Galilean , The God of stars and seas , And tasted all the fervent grace That shone from Mary 's maiden face . That star of resurrection Still stands above the night ; Its portent of perfection Shall bring us all to light ; And by the peace of Mary 's prayers Our rapture stands , exceeding theirs .
1996 · PDF PAGE 168
…e must not for a moment suppose that this verse supports the historicity of “Jesus.” “Jesus” is not, and never was, a man; but he was a “god,” just as a bundle of old rags and a kerosene tin on a bush may be a “god.” There is a man-made idea, built of ignorance, fear, and meanness, for the most part, which we call “Jesus,” and which has been tricked out from time to time with various gauds from Paganism, and Judaism. The subject of “Jesus” is, most unfortunately, too extensive for a note; it is treated fully in my book 888.1 1 [See Jesus: The G…
1901 · PDF PAGE 9
… into my breast ! All hell, all destinies of death are written Like litanies blaspheming in those eyes ; And where the lightning of high God hath smitten, Lie the charred brands of monstrous infamies, Wherein all destinies of death are written. T
1902 · PDF PAGE 60
…auser. Who is this maiden rob6d 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 mc, O draw mc to a dreaming death ! Send out thine opiate breath, And lull me to the everlasting sleep. That, closing from the kisses of disdain To ecstasy of pain, I may…
1904 · PDF PAGE 112
Damn the spirit ! Damn the letter ! Would to God I had your throat Blackening in my fists ! You humbug ! Grovel, or Ill smash your head. Legacy ? Youll leave me some bug (Wont you, foetus ?) When youre dead. Ugh ! I hate to prate as much as (Magpie, marker !) I hate you. Let me once get such a clutch as (Rhymes thats one and one thats two !) David got on Jacob was it ? Muddleheaded, eh ? Perhaps Ive no cellular deposit In my mind like Cambridge chaps. Swine and snob ! I hate your snotty Snarls to heel, you mongrel ! Steeth ! On…
1905 · PDF PAGE 94
…r the coming of Fate, The strength of my soul. My words create One glorious whole From the fragments divided that seem past a man’s or a god's control. I, seeing the life Of the flowers renew, The victorious strife Of the spring run through, The child’s birth rife With loftier dew— I know the deep truth in myself ; see acacia in cypress and yew. Death is not at all! ’Tis a mask or a dream! The things that befall Only slumber or seem ! They fear; they appal— They are not as ye deem! Death died when I dipped my lyre in the sweet Heli- conian stre…