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THE COURT OF THE PROFANE. 37 And slip half-conscious to the old embrace. And now you will not let me see your face Or hear your voice or touch you. Ah ! the hour ! He moves. Come back, come back, my life’s one flower ! Come back. One kiss before you leave me. So ! Stop—turn—one little kiss before you go ; It is my right—you must. Oh no ! Oh no !
252 TH Ε EQUINOX VII I loved you, Evelyn, all the while! My heart was full as it could hold Of Ella Wheeler Wilcox’ style—— Think what it cost me, I that was old. So hush ! I give you this leaf to keep— Seel I shut it inside the sweet cold hand ; 'Tis a tract on The Simple Life and Sleep ; You will wake, and remember, and understand. VICTOR B. NEUBURG‘
252 TH Ε EQUINOX VII I loved you, Evelyn, all the while! My heart was full as it could hold Of Ella Wheeler Wilcox’ style—— Think what it cost me, I that was old. So hush ! I give you this leaf to keep— Seel I shut it inside the sweet cold hand ; 'Tis a tract on The Simple Life and Sleep ; You will wake, and remember, and understand. VICTOR B. NEUBURG‘
…dding; but we do think they owe us some poetry as good as Homer’s or some erotic adventures to match Jove’s. I had almost forgotten dear old Mathers. Yet it was only last December that a colleague of mine was told by some greasy old harridan, in her best nominal 7° = 4° voice (she has paid hundreds of pounds for that nominal 7°=4°, and never got initiated into any mysteries but those of Over-eating) that Imperrita (? Imperator) was coming over from Paris to crush Perdurabo; and Perdurabo has fled before his face. Anyhow, I sneaked back from Alg…
…dding; but we do think they owe us some poetry as good as Homer’s or some erotic adventures to match Jove’s. I had almost forgotten dear old Mathers. Yet it was only last December that a colleague of mine was told by some greasy old harridan, in her best nominal 7° = 4° voice (she has paid hundreds of pounds for that nominal 7°=4°, and never got initiated into any mysteries but those of Over-eating) that Imperrita (? Imperator) was coming over from Paris to crush Perdurabo; and Perdurabo has fled before his face. Anyhow, I sneaked back from Alg…
…ce of [Persian text] which Arab mys- tics describe as being “ of a watery, lunar nature, and consonant to dogs, jackals, beetles, pools, old women painted, dreams, water pots, drunkenness, illusion, broken spears, and astrologers.” In this case the watery nature symbolizes the rose-water through which the smoke is drawn to purify and soften it. 3. Cannabis — Hashish, bhang, ganja, mariju- ana, kif, a drug much used by Yogis and Fakirs. It induces maniacal attacks, destroys the sense of proportion in time and space, and give powerful emotions to…
…nce thou hast taken to prostituting thyself to Hindus and Afghans, Nu- bian slaves and immodest boys from Bushir.2 When they saw thee of old, with thy tunic hang- ing upon thy jutting buttocks, like the flowing dra- peries of the Caliph’s tent, men said of thee : “ The complexions of the women are well shaded from the sun.” Now it is thin and transparent, that tun- ic of thine, and people are saying : “ Please Allah it may not rain ; else will the horses catch cold and die ! ”.3 Every gossip comes to me and prates of thy mis- demeanours ; my be…
…ery of this world ; the fear And folly that is unattained desire ! I would be master : I, the lord of Greece : I the bright Deva of the golden sphere ; I the swift spirit of the primal fire : — All these I am, not will be. O blind ape ! All these are shapeless ; thou art but a shape, A blind, bad-blooded bat ! Ugh ! Ugh ! The snake Wriggling to death amid his burning brake Is wiser, holier, lordlier. Open, page Of the old Rabbi ! tell me of the mage ; Of him who would ; of him who dared and did ; Of him who feared and failed ; of him who fell ;…
…fuller-petalled rose. Many the spirits broken for one man ; Many the men that perish to create One God the more ; many the weary and wan Old Gods that die to constitute a Fate : How many Fates then, think you, must control The stainless aspiration of the soul ? Not one. I tell you, destiny is sure, Yet moves no finger : though it tune my tongue, My tongue shall tune it too : my words endure As destiny decays : my hands are flung In prayer to Heaven nay, to mine own crown, To raise myself, and not to drag it down ! O holiest Lord of the divine w…
…ciple of the ecstatic Eugéne Vintras? And that your name is Charvoz?” It was a veritable thunderbolt; at each of these three phrases the old priest jumped in his chair. When he heard his name, he turned pale, and rose as if a spring had been released. “You are then really a magician ?” he cried; ‘“‘ Charvoz is certainly my name, but it is not that which I bear; I call myself La Paraz.” “T know it; La Paraz is the name of your mother. You have left a sufficiently enviable position, that of a country vicar, and your charming vicarage, in order to…
…ciple of the ecstatic Eugéne Vintras? And that your name is Charvoz?” It was a veritable thunderbolt; at each of these three phrases the old priest jumped in his chair. When he heard his name, he turned pale, and rose as if a spring had been released. “You are then really a magician ?” he cried; ‘“‘ Charvoz is certainly my name, but it is not that which I bear; I call myself La Paraz.” “T know it; La Paraz is the name of your mother. You have left a sufficiently enviable position, that of a country vicar, and your charming vicarage, in order to…
… I know not ; possibly Kept as an hostage. I was prisoner once. Wolfram. Prisoner .■* By here ? Tannhauser. A-many castles, sir, Held by old ogres—and not all of them Stand in the mid-day, front the sober sun. Answer the slug-horn. Landgrave. You are pleased to riddle. Ever the poet ! 87
…e of the persecutions, when to possess any other book than a missal might be construed as heresy, concealed themselves and whispered the old teaching one to another. The nineteenth century saw the overthrow of most of the old ecclesiastical tyranny, and in the beginning of the twentieth it was found once more possible to make public the knowledge. The wise men gathered together, discovered a student who was trustworthy and possessed of the requisite literary ability; and by him the old knowledge was revised and made secure; it was finally publi…
…! 3RD VOICE. Angel of Venice ! ALESSANDRO. Ding, dong, bell ! Shut up the rattle-shop, its Mass-time ! Nowyou will ? Therehes a fine old boy ! GOVERNOR. Oh, keep the people still ! Ill bring her to the window. [He goes. ALESSANDRO. Ho ! three cheers for her And three more for the good old Governor ! [The crowd cheer lustily. Now, friends, we look to see our virgin lily-bloom From its shy nook expend its infinite perfume. We are like birds that wait the whisper of the wind Whose April words are earnest of the May behind. We are like choirs …
…ard. Dawn's breaking. We'll get a cafe- brioche at the Rotonde, and then I'll tyrannize my tailor, and get off." They went out into the cold morning air. Three hundred yards away, outside the Sante prison, a small crowd had collected. The centre of attraction seemed to be a framework, two narrow uprights crowned with a cross-bar where a triangular piece of metal glittered in the pale twilight. "Peace hath her victories no less renowned than war!" drawled Cyril, cynically. "Confess that I have entertained you royally! Here is a choice savoury to…
…ones of Buddhism, and yet refer disciples enthusiastically to the technique of some of its subtlest super-structures?" I laff. It is the old, old story. When the Buddha was making experiments and recording the results, he was on safe ground : when he started to theorize, committing (incidentally) innumerable logical crimes in the process, he is no better a guesser than the Arahat next door, or for the matter of that, the Arahat's Lady Char. It may be no more than a personal fancy, but I think Allan 198
…ORUS. Ai Ai! Ai Ai! JASON. What! Shall the hunter find his joy abroad, And sorrow in his house? MEDEA. Thy very hearth Polluted with the old man’s blood! ACASTUS. What blood? Answer me, woman!
KE®AAH MH The early bird catches the worm; and the twelve-year old prostitute attracts the am- bassador. Neglect not the dawn-meditation! The first plovers’ eggs fetch the highest prices ; the flower of virginity is esteemed by the pandar. Neglect not the dawn-meditation! Early to bed and early to rise Makes a man healthy and wealthy and wise: But late to watch and early to pray Brings him across The Abyss, they say. Neglect not the dawn-meditation!
…ow. I think he is in prison in England.” “Well, well; it saddens. ‘Where are the snows of yester- year?’ I must have an absinthe; I feel old.” “You are half my years,” answered Frédéric. “ But come! If yesteryear be past, it is this year now. And all these distinguished persons who are gone, together are not worth one silver shoe-buckle of yonder——” Frédéric nodded towards the old beau. “True, I never knew him; yet he looks as if he had sat there since Sedan. Who is he?” “We do not know his name, monsieur,” said Frédéric softly, a little awed; …
…ow. I think he is in prison in England.” “Well, well; it saddens. ‘Where are the snows of yester- year?’ I must have an absinthe; I feel old.” “You are half my years,” answered Frédéric. “ But come! If yesteryear be past, it is this year now. And all these distinguished persons who are gone, together are not worth one silver shoe-buckle of yonder——” Frédéric nodded towards the old beau. “True, I never knew him; yet he looks as if he had sat there since Sedan. Who is he?” “We do not know his name, monsieur,” said Frédéric softly, a little awed; …