Waking di Aldous Huxley Darkness had stretched its colour, Deep blue across the pane: No cloud to make night duller, No moon with its tarnish stain; But only here and there a star,
Darkness di Aldous Huxley My close-walled soul has never kno That innermost darkness, dazzling Like the blind point, whence the v In the core of the gazer’s chrysol The mystic darkness that laps God
Song of Poplars di Aldous Huxley Shepherd, to yon tall poplars tune Let them pierce, keenly, subtly sh The slow blue rumour of the hill; Let the grass cry with an anguish And the great sky be mute.
The Reef di Aldous Huxley My green aquarium of phantom fish, Goggling in on me through the mist My rotting leaves and fields spong My few clear quiet autumn days—I I could leave all, clearness and m
Social Amenities di Aldous Huxley I am getting on well with this ane When suddenly I recall The many times I have told it of And all the worked-up phrases, and Of voice, well timed in the crisis
Revelation di Aldous Huxley At your mouth, white and milk-warm I taste a strange apocalypse: Your subtle taper finger-tips Weave me new heavens, yet, methink I know the wiles and each iynx 1
Books and Thoughts di Aldous Huxley Old ghosts that death forgot to fe Across the Lethe of the years - These are my friends, and at their I weep and with their mirth am mer On a high tower, whose battlements
Love Song di Aldous Huxley Dear absurd child—too dear to my c God made your soul for pleasure, n It cleaves no way, but angled broa Impinges with a slabby-bellied sou Full upon life, and on the rind of
The Defeat of Youth di Aldous Huxley There had been phantoms, pale-reme Of this and this occasion, sisterl In their resemblances, each effigy Crowned with the same bright hair White rounded firmness, and each b
The Life Theoretic di Aldous Huxley While I have been fumbling over b And thinking about God and the De Other young men have been battling And others have been kissing the b They have brazen faces like batter