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…d All, And cry the cross-dissolving call, and lose myself among the stars. This is indeed paradox, cried the scholar. You embolden me to read my “Mask of Gilt." I defy the subtlest of you to find a moral or a hieroglyph in it; so according to you it must be the only decent poem read as yet. You are itching to read it, said the big man, for you love the
…ollow your fancy far enough! At last you surely come to God. Who is Mr. Jones? asked Denzil. We have heard of him from our friend here already. Mr. Jones, said the big man, is the Unutterable Tao. Mr. Jones, said the doctor, is (on this illusory plane of Maya) one of the wonders of the world. He is never seen or heard, felt or smelt. Nor hath he been at any time tasted of any. Yet he is everywhere; in all, and causer of all, and apart from all. By profession he is a curator in the British Museum; but that is going very low indeed upon the plane…
…wn brain—and dfortian' of my brother’s -—than I do of an oyster. Yet I try to instruct my brother, and let the oyster gang his ain gait. Read that jest of yours about the Qabalistic Rabbi! said Arthur. I will. He was the dearest old man in the world; absolutely incapable of doing anything to shock the most puritanical. Yet his curious studies in the Zohar got him a reputation unfit even to speak of. He was too innocent to guess what trouble he was making! Let it be a warning to us! So he read: THE RABBI MISUNDERSTOOD “ TEMURAH tells us—praise to…
…ned Daimio. Kwaw went on, and I think it only fair to say that he went on for a long time, and that because you have been fool enough to read thus far, you have no excuse for being fool enough to read farther. “ Phenacetin is a useful drug in fever, but woe to that patient who shall imbibe it in collapse. Because calomel is a dangerous remedy in appendicitis, we do not condemn its use in simple indigestions. “ As above so beneath! said Hermes the thrice greatest. The laws of the physical world are precisely paralleled by those of the moral and …
…silly Babu twaddle !——I offer you the following desperate alternative, greatly honoured F rater! We will go on with the Table, or I will read you my latest glorious masterpiece entitled Amath. The Hebrew for Truth, Baby! Reflect, O bat-eyed child, upon the circumstance that Amath adds up to 44!, which is the square of 2!, Eheieh, divine name of Kether, also mystic number of Tiphereth—vzde Tiphereth clause in “]”—“I will devote my self to Great Work,” etc., you remember—meaning Truth is of Kether the end and of Tiphereth the means, also Aleph is …
…tience, 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 conscious fingers in Your bowels, and twitch a scornful lip. I would have paddled in you, played Childlike and cloudless of your pain. I would have kissed the wound, and made A pleasant ripple in your brain. Within the st…
…” He conjures up the Universe, Men bitter bad, and women worse. The whole disgusting Pan is shown, Filth from the spirit to the stone. “ Read that l ” he yelled. “Your eyeballs squint, But That is surely plain as print.” “ It is,” I said, “ for all to see— There is none other God than He.” And now the Devil strides and spins Most furiously widdershins. He causes two deceitful moons To dance upon the driving dunes. “ If all ’s illusion, gentle youth, All is the enemy of Truth. Where are you now?” “ My worthy friend !” (I answered) “take it to th…
… began the Socialist. Listen 1 said the other. Arthur Gray stretched his legs as well as the room would allow. Master, your pipe is out. Read us that yarn of your turn-to with Asmodee in Scotland. If ever a place seemed to defy God, “it is this, it is this, it is this.” Tune our instruments, master! The big man put away his pipe. Your brother, he said, will recog nize the title. And clearing his throat, he began: ,sllallllgfilallljn OR THE DEVIL’S CONVERSION I SEE 0’ nights among the whins The Devil walking widdershins. As stony silent as the Sp…
…t. As I looked on Granada and its cathedral, this is what I thought. Can you blame me? And from a little leathem pocket-book he began to read these lines: ON A PROSPECT OF GRANADA CATHEDRAL FROM THE ALHAMBRA BROWN bloated toad that squattest in the sun! Loose thankless mouth whose greed is never done!
… Poverty and paralysis were his crimes, I warrant ye, my masters! Anyway, it was a great joke, and I made a splendid Arabian Tale of it. Read it! was the chorus. Which he did. THE MOSQUE BEWITCHED AN aged sorcerer there dwelt within the town of Marrakesh The fangs of Hell in life who felt twitching his soul out through the flesh. Though not originally had his moral ruin was complete: His pious parents said he had the devil’s claw-marks on his feet.
…own 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 the most inter esting cases of symbolic coitus I know of. The man wasn’t of the hunting class; he was a head waiter, child of some Russian exiles of the so-called student persuasion, and his only notions of fox-hunting were taken from the Christmas numbers of the illustrated papers of his childhood! Strange how things stick! THE SYMBOLISTS TITAN EVE was thewed and sinew…
…ion from the Arabic—or what passes for Arabic in Marocco! he con temptuously added. And diving into his shooting-jacket, he produced and read: INSPIRATION O DESERT sand! how still and prone the large-eyed boy upon thy breast Lies in E1 Maghrab’ in the West, and makes his low luxurious moan! 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 midn…
… grave smile. The fifth man was a classical scholar; much learning had made him mad. Yet, well as he knew Greek and Latin, he had not yet read enough to see therein the luminous image of the Creator. Last was a doctor who, gazing ever on madness, had himself become mad. He, too, saw God, but, being already mad, died not. Men thought they understood him, and for that reviled him. Being mad, he did not care. All these men smoked heavily, and the silence of the world lay upon them.
…, as you may imagine, and had men go and put all the proper numbers on them, and a little sarcastic remark to make them ashamed; so they read: Fifth House, and mostly dream at that. Seventh House. External splendour and internal corruption. and so on. And on each one I put “ No thoroughfare from here to the First House. The only way is out of doors. By order.” This was frightquy annoying, because in the old days we could walk about inside everywhere, and not get wet if it rained, but nowa days there isn’t any way from the Fourth to the Third Ho…
…Saul the usurper, but Jonathan whom he loved more than his own soul, are Dead. We do not hear of the resurrection of Jonathan; we do not read of a Jonathan Memorial Ward in the Jerusalem Lock Hospital; no word has come down to us through the ages of a Honeycomb Day, in view of the fact that the primrose is not indigenous to Palestine. [Laughter and altars. Jonathan was dead, and David probably let the dead bury him. Come Thou, and follow Mel adds Christ to a similar exhortation, and while we pass with a pitying smile over the antithesis, or all…
…bit with its tail in its mouth. One would say a young virgin in pink sandals with her hair in curl papers.” (For the man in the moon has read Maeterlinck and the divine Oscar.) The Angel replied: “0 Man in the Moon, this is an error which is spoken concerning silver globes, hares, dogs, rabbits, Virgins, pink slippers, and the ubiquitous products of the immortal Hinde. Let us examine more closely l” Tucking forthwith the Man under his wing, the Angel flew incontinently earthward. “The globe is bigger than I thought,” said the Man. “ Curious illu…
…ish any more than such descriptions usually shock us in French. This is a very exceptional accomplishment, as anyone may realize who has read French novels in English. Here is one of Mr. Crowley’s typical climaxes: The host is lifted up. Behold The vintage spilt, the broken hreadl l feast upon the cruel cold Pale body that was ripe and red. Only her held, her palms, her feet, I kissed all night, and did not eat. "But had it not been for the garter, I might never have seen the star,” Mr. Crowley says. Hence we look from the garter to the more st…
… it is pleasant to find in these degenerate days, but one wonders if he was the best guide along a very difficult path. His pen slips too readily into rhetorical glorification of his hero, and this kind of writing does not help us much to a critical appreciation of a poet‘s work. I here offer: this work to m readers as a twisted clue of silk and hemp to guide them safely through the labyrinthine mysteries 0 poetry and ma ic, whose taurine crags hu the blue sky, amorous as t e kisses of Pasi hae, across the Elysian fie ds of myrtle and asphode . . …
…d Hegel; that Crowleyanity is the scienti c illuminism which reconciles the vision of God with the hard facts of natural law. But if the reader accepts this, he had better do so on the authority of the interpreter rather than on an intelligent understanding of the message, for at this he will have difficulty in arriving. We frankly confess that this part of the exposition bafiies our comprehension. The quaint symbolical frontispiece to the book is a sort of picture-puzzle to the uninitiated. Ca tain Fuller's task has apparently been a labour of l…
…laudatory critic Captain Fuller in their tendency to use sexual imagery in excess; but surely the fallacy has been exploded. We have all read Weininger, who demonstrates that alarge proportion of the human race have no special sex characteristics; that the absolutely female woman or virile man can hardly be said to exist at all; but that the border line between the physiological symptoms of sex is becoming less marked in each generation. There is a force of dominance universally manifest, but that force is exercised by every living creature; it…