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…?—O the sunny land of Spain! My Gitana, my Saliya! more delicious than a dove! With your hair aflame with roses and your lips alight with love! Shall I see you, shall I kiss you once again? I wander far From the sunny land of summer to the icy Polar Star. I shall find you, I shall have you! I am coming back again From the filth and fog to seek you in the sunny land of Spain. I shall find you, my Gitana, my Saliya! as of old With your hair aflame with roses and your body gay with gold. I shall find you, I shall have you, in the summer and the south Wi…
1907 · PDF PAGE 104
…bowl and groan. Ahl God is an unskilful surgeon; We both shall weep to be alone! For we are one and may not part; And though we hurt, we love, believe mel Nor would I in my inmost heart 0f one of all your stabs bereave me. No man can hurt the indifferent stranger, No woman wound the casual friend. There is a glory born of danger; What anger gat, desire may end. Give me the phrenzy of your lip! My heart accepts your usurpature. Your body leaps beneath the whip; Our pain is in love’s very nature. It is enough. The woe is over, The woe begins; the…
1907 · PDF PAGE 137
love, so far as he may be seen in a few lines, taken from amongst hundreds of their kind: To know you love me; that your bod lea 5 With the quick passion of your sou : to Know Your fragrant kisses sting my spirit so; To be one soul where Satan smiles and sleeps: Ah ! in the very triumph-hour of Hell Satan himself remembers whence he fell! These lines are not flawless; yet it needs no adjectives as drums to sound their praises. The palate that cannot appreciate such a vintage to the full knows not the taste of good wine. T11: Imperialism of Lam—I…
1907 · PDF PAGE 117
… To match her with the equal boy that shall be master of her fate. “ She shall attain a man to excel her strong satanic womanhood: Their love shall break the mask of wood, reveal the authentic face of Hell." All this the craftsman heard with pride: he called: his sickness and his whore Together at his vitals tore, and rent him that he laughed and died. 50, with the last convulsive shred of spending life, his fingers fold So subtly on that face of gold that all its peace is perfected. 1- * a» i- i- it And there it hangs, a thought obscene, to hau…
1907 · PDF PAGE 83
…thout inclination; for he will no longer plunge into his was a prostitute from native passion may indulge with safety in the pleasure of love; she who was by nature cold may enjoy a virginity in no wise marred by her disciplinary course of unchastity. But the one will understand and love the other. “I have been taxed with assaulting what is commonly known as virtue. True; I hate it, but only in the same degree as I hate what is commonly known as vice. “ So it must be acknowledged that one who is but slightly unbalanced needs a milder correction…
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…rose on a golden cross, and then there was a three-comered star, shining so bright that nobody could possibly look at it unless they had love in their eyes; and in the middle was an eye without an eyelid. That could see anything, I should think, but you see it never could go to sleep, because there wasn’t any eye lid. On the sides were written I.N.R.l. and T.A.R.O., which mean many strange and beautiful things, and terrible things too. I should think any one would be afraid to hurt any one who wore that ring. It is all cut out of an amethyst, a…
1907 · PDF PAGE 48
…gur . Serios. Miss Schnarr . . . . Diseuse. Shaddai L. Hye in his great songs: “ The Yonisuckle and the Bee.” “ New every morning is the love.” “ Hire a member, hire a member.” “ How’s that for Hye?” and “ LINGAM LONGER, Lucv.” Dr. jellinek . . . . Contortionist. Barry Ether . . . . Society Reciter. La Chic Ina . . . . In her famous GLORY Sorw.
1907 · PDF PAGE 99
THE STONE OF THE PHILOSOPHERS 79 OVARIOTOMY I LOVE you, lass, and you alone. What shall I say now death and life Wrangle before the jasper throne And cry to God to end the strife? Kind words? a little good advice? Patience, and fortitude, and prayer? Tracts are so suitable, and nice? “ Dear chyild, there’ll be no parting there ! "P O bourgeoisie! you read no doubt, But still you have a lot to learn. I am a lover, not a lout. My thoughts take quite another turn. I who have bitten through your skin Envy the surgeon who could dip His deft and cons…
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…e Fourth House, and the third way is all full of lions, and a person might be afraid; only whenever one comes to bite at you, there is a lovely lady who puts her hands in its mouth and shuts it. So we went through quite safely, and I thought of Daniel in the lions’ den. The Fourth House is the most wonderful of all I had ever seen. It is the most heavenly blue mansion; it is built of beryl and amethyst, and lapis lazuli and turquoise and sapphire. The centre of the floor is a pool of purest aquamarine, and in it is water, only you can see every …
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…and at that moment you find you are living in the first Three Houses all at once, for you feel the delight of your own dear Prince and his love; and the old King stirs in his Silence in the First House, and thousands of millions of blessings shoot out like rays of light, and everything is all harmony and beauty below, and crowned above with the crown of twelve stars, which is the only way you can put it into dream talk. Now you see you don’t need to struggle to go on any more, because you know already that all the House is one Palace, and you mov…
1907 · PDF PAGE 108
88 KONX OM PAX With some most lucid miracle Of love too sweet to think or tell. “ Kiss me again before I die l ” And, as I kissed her, tenderly Shone like pale flames the sudden spheres Of dewy light, of eager tears. She touched my soul’s divinest chord: “I am so happy, dear my Lord.” And, breaking to the spirit bliss, “I go, dear. 0 so keen to kiss Our baby when I get to God ! ” Charrningl Why, damn it now! that’s odd. I’m surely in my dotage, Dick! A sniveller makes me fairly sick. —Well, here’s the Devil in Eden still; No good we do but turns…
1907 · PDF PAGE 107
… frenzied cat! ’Tis the one cliflwhere all their waves Break back to spumed and shattered graves. A man (at heart they’re well aware) May love, maybe! can never care. I bore you with an old fool’s prosing? No? I was right, then, in supposing Modern conditions hamper youths Who seek to grasp these simple Truths. But to my yarn. Carlotta lay So sleepy-soft one summer’s day That really I could not resist it. I took the dagger out and kissed it. Like a cat’s tongue that daintily laps, I slipped it in between her paps. At first, of course, the shrieki…
1907 · PDF PAGE 133
DIONYSUS I bring ye wine from above, From the vats of the storied sun ; For ev one of ye love, And li e for eve one. Ye shall dance 011111 and level; Ye shall sing in hollows and height In the festal mystical revel, The rapturous Bacchanal ritel The rocks and trees are yours, And the waters under the hill, By the might of that which endures, The holy heaven of will! I kindle a flame like a torrent To rush from star to star; Your hair as a comet's horrent, Ye shall see things as they are! I lift the mask of matter; 10 nthe heartofman; For am of f…
1907 · PDF PAGE 128
…PAX THE POET BURY me in a nameless grave! I came from God the world to save. I brought them wisdom from above: Worship, and liberty, and love. They slew me for I did disparage Therefore Religion, Law, and Marriage. So be my grave without a name That earth may swallow up my shame! Arthur! said the big man, more tenderly than he had yet spoken, there was once a man like you. He wished your wish, not with‘tears, but with laughter; he had his wish, as you shall have yours. In spite of all, that nameless man is widely known as any in the world; they…
1907 · PDF PAGE 125
…hate I swear That man shall rise, shall understand. I swear by this my lucid Eye, By all the freedom I have won, That men shall learn to love and doubt, Put faith and slavery to the rout, And eagle-pinioned even as I Soar to the splendour of the sun! All right! all right! said the doctor, rather testily. But you want everybody to use your methods. Hurrah for Huxley! Down with Jesus! By heaven, your tyranny will soon be as bad as that of Rome or Geneva. Every man must find his own way to freedom. Let me read to you about my mad friends. One of th…
1907 · PDF PAGE 113
…an! How still the stars that watch above! how still his lever, lapsed for joy To death upon the dying boy, the boy dissolved and lost in love! Even as a serpent in the grass their passion stole upon them there Within the warm ambrosial air, the intoxicating midnight mass. The pale boy lifted high the cup; the swarthy priest insanely poured That utmost unction of the Lord, that only Gods might drink it up. Wherefore indeed the holy Jinn that have embraced “ addin Islam ” Arose from their colossal calm, and smote the paramours of sin. Shrieking t…
1907 · PDF PAGE 132
…ted gardens of Shiraz and drink deep of the go] en vintage of Omar. ll is a melody of joy, an ecstasy of bliss, a ra ture of bewildering love; and Captain Fuller has indeed proved himself to be a wortliy cicerone to guide the seeker after the kisses of God across the labyrinthine darkness of Mines as well as through the cool groves of Eleusis, “child-like dreaming in the bosom of silvery Attica by the blue [Egean sea.” Always picturesque, he writes with a generous enthusiasm, which is pleasant to find in these egenerate days, when po ular opinio…
1907 · PDF PAGE 118
98 KONX OM PAX I eat her flesh: I drink her blood. God! could I love a woman more By Arno’s flower-enamelled shore, or Father Tiber‘s tawny flood? And reeking with her lusty life I back the gilded mask and burn With joy and hate. Aha! to turn to my own guts the glutted knife! 0 Satan! stand morose and cold above our bodies swimming thus And plunge thy glory into us, and fan our death with plumes of gold! Write with our blood before thee spilt on catafalque and catacomb The dire monition of our doom, the story of the Mask of Gilt! The paradox is ri…
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72 KONX OM PAX the love of his only brother burnt strong in him, and the hunger for his face. Basil, looking upon the blind face of the desert, his body withered in the furnace of the sand, had seen God face to face, and died. Basil spoke, therefore, as a dead God speaks, and only children understood him. At Gibraltar, on the way home, he had fallen in with Denzil Roberts, that foolish globe-trotter, secularist, and philanthropist-at-large. Den zil had just returned from a silly “ sentimental journey” through Spain, and gazing on the sunset fro…
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…irific joys! The boy is prone upon the sand; he lies as one who nestles in Some arbour delicate of sin built by the Everlasting Hand. His lover is the Open Eye, that kindles Light within the Abyss, And wakes with His immortal kiss enthusiastic energy. Weep Thou again, 0 weeping One! Thy tears that gush within the goal Are songs that shudder in the soul, and springs that gladden at the sun. They flood me with irradiate tunes of life and ecstasy and light As though some misty maid of night were girded with a million moons. They make my pulsing bloo…