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Babylon BALLAD OF PERU bartizan beat Bird of Paradise Bishopsgate bliss BONUS ON SOAP brain breath castle choir cried dark Death deep DIVINING STONE DREAMS eternal ether evermore evil eyes face Faded FATAL ADVERTISEMENTS FATAL LIFT fate fell FLAG PAINTER flowers gazed GIRL AND ACID God's gone green grey hear heart J.
J. Jackson journey knew LEGEND OF J. J. Linoleum lone looking for Peru LOVE AND MATTER lustre METEMPSYCHOSIS mighty moaned murmur nave ne'er neath never Nicene Creed night o'er pass PHANTOM TRAIN Phil Philistines planet Prince Philarete protoplasm rest ride River rower sandblast girl seemed serene shadow shone sighed sing SONGS FROM DREAMLAND soul sphere spile STANFORD UNIVERSITY stars stay strange sunset thee there's thou thy shield to-night toil Twas twould violins VISION OF NOAH wait wandered wideawake wind wizard
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Page 18 - She gave a smile in glancing round, And sighed, one fancied, then — But never they knew where she was bound, Or saw her face again. But the old prompter, gray and frail, They heard him murmur low: "It only could be Meg Coverdale, Died thirty years ago, "In that old part who took the town; And she was fair, as fair As when they shut the coffin down On the gleam of her golden hair; "And it was n't hard to understand How a lass as fair as she Could never rest in the Promised Land Where none but angels...
Page 17 - Ay, an old story, yet it might Have truth in it — who knows? Of the heroine's breaking down one night Just ere the curtain rose. And suddenly, when fear and doubt Had shaken every heart, There stepped an unknown actress out, To take the heroine's part. But oh, the magic of her face, And oh the songs she sung, And oh the rapture of the place, And oh the flowers they flung!
Page 90 - One verse may serve as an example ; it is from the poem which shows how the Ichthyosaurus aspires to a higher life, and how the all-absorbent Ether remains in triumph after we have played out our little parts to their puny end: — " And we, howsoever we hated, And feared, or made love, or believed, For all the opinions we stated, The woes and the wars we achieved, We too shall lie idle together — In very uncritical case ; And no one will win — but the Ether That fills circumambient space.
Page 90 - This Ether's the tomb of the whole. There is not a hushed malediction, There is not a smile or a sigh, But aids in dispersing, by Friction, The Cosmical Heat in the sky ; And whether a star falls, or whether A heart breaks — for stars and for men Their labour is all for the Ether, That renders back nothing again. And we...
Page 22 - You see, a chap stands what he must, He'll hang on anywhere ; He'll learn to live on smoke and dust, Though 'tisn't healthy fare. We're used to breathing grime in, just Like you to breathing air. And yet 'tis odd to think these trains, In half an hour, maybe, Will be right out among green lanes, Where the air is pure and free. Well, sir, there's Bishopsgate remains For us, and here are we ! Your train. First class, sir. That's your style! In future, I'll be bound, You'll stick to hansoms, since you'd...
Page 89 - Now Energy's bound to diminish — The harder she struggles and moils, The faster she speeds to the finish, The end of her infinite toils. A million of planets beneath her Strong hands she may mould or efface — 'Tis all to the good of the ether, That fills circumambient space! All's quietly caught up and muffled By a strange and intangible foe, The ether serene and unruffled, The ether we see not nor know. Life, radiance, in torrents dispelling, The universe spins to its goal; And radiance and...
Page 83 - ... drawn the bow, Sob for anguish and wild despair ? Human souls are imprisoned there. Souls are shut in the violins, They are the souls of Philistines ; But the Philistines, row on row, Soulless sit and they do not know. But they brandish their eye-glasses, Stare at each other's evening dress, Scrutinise form or brilliant hue, Say :
Page 98 - ... tribe are they, And each has a fresh resistless wile ; Each says in his own peculiar way : ' Just help a lame dog over the stile ! ' They're greyhound, Skye, Pomeranian ; They limp along in an endless file ; They're smooth or curly, they're black and tan, They all are lame and would cross the stile. The shadows deepen o'er hill and glen, Dim is my pathway of many a mile — Yet will I renew my journey when The last lame dog is over the stile. MAY KEXDALL. A. LANG. The 'Donna.
Page 84 - Call them wildly and call in pain, Call them with longing deep and vain, And with infinite tenderness, Since they can give them no redress. Since not one of them is aware, Here is he and his soul is there, In the music's divinest chord, Making melody to the Lord. So how often in life and art Soul and body must dwell apart — Great is the master's soul, no doubt — Twenty Philistines go without. Are we body or are we soul ? Little matter upon the whole. Human soul in the violin, Save me at last,...