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turned to obscurantism ; elsewhere Mr Swinburne is (if only super-
ficially) recalled ; and ‘ Vespers ’ is by no means unworthy of Rossetti.  
Similar preoccupations, again, direct the muse of Mr. Francis 
Thompson ; but the verse of ‘ Songs of the Spirit ’—essen-tially 
intimate, introspective if you like—is also free from obvious artifice 
and eccentricity, it is fiery and clear-measured and easy of phrasing.  
We venture to quote from a poem dated ‘ Amsterdam ’ some line 
exemplifying Mr Crowley’s talent :— 
 
‘ Let me pass out beyond the city gate 
Where I may wander by the water still, 
And see the faint few stars immaculate 
Watch their own beauty in its depth, and chill 
Their own desire within its icy stream. 
Let me move on with vacant eyes, as one 
Lost in the labyrinth of some ill dream, 
Move and move on, and never see the sun 
Lap all the mist with orange and red gold, 
Throw some lank windmill into iron shade, 
And stir the chill canal with manifold 
Lays of clear morning ; never grow afraid 
When he dips down beyond the far flat land, 
Know never more the day and night apart, 
Know not where frost has laid his iron hand, 
Save only that it fastens on my heart ; 
Save only that it grips with icy fire 
These veins no fire of hell could satiate ; 
Save only that it quenches this desire. 
Let me pass out beyond the city gate.’ 
 
We should like to give other examples, but we can only name some of 
those pieces that seem to us the most remarkable.  Such are ‘ An 
Ill Dream,’ of which the glowing imagery seizes and holds fast the 
vagueness of shifting impressions ; a ‘ Farewell of Paracelsus to 
Aprile,’ containing some fine lyric flights ; ‘ The Initiation,’ and 
‘ Succubus,’ a record of fearful obsessions in a metre which, in 
spite of a few unaccountable lapses, we think extremely effective.” 
—Manchester Guardian. 
 
Jezebel, etc. 
 
Very few copies remain of this book, of which only a small private 
edition was issued.  It is a masterpiece of antique printing, and 
the subject-matter is of unusual interest to all students of 
human nature in its moods of darker hue.  A few of the poems 
have never been reprinted. 
21 s. during 1904, afterwards 42s., if any 
remain.