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…ars I come to thee over ' As dayspring enweaves The mountainous ways My soul into spheres— As a bride to the bridegroom: I blush, but] I hear, and I nestle upon thee, O lyrist I come supreme, And bow to thee dumb. Light loves in a dream. ORPHEUS. ORPHEUS. O blacker than hell, Child of sweet rain, © bluer than heaven, O fathered of frost ! O green as the dell Bitterest pain Lit of sunlight at even ! The birth of thee cost. © strong as a spell! Passion is slain O bright as the levin: When wished of thee most. Come forth! I invoke thee, O ice, by …
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…w they ! Creep I or climb. Their bridals they squander ! Nought withstands me, Unknown is their way ! Bursts me or brands me ; The sky’s heart? beyond her Nor Ileaven commands me, Sweet bosom they stray. Nor Space, nor Time. Shall these then obey me and hear? Shall Above, the supernal ! Below, the infernal ! Of all am I master. On Earth, the diurnal ! In all things eternal ! Life, love, or disaster ! Abiding unshaken, I sleep and I waken On wonderful wings; In depth and in height, In darkness and light, In weakness and might, In blindness and s…
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134 ORPHEUS The veil of us falling On snow-height and heather, Or hovering and scrawling Strange signs in the «ther. We hear the still voice, and we know him . we come ! We are sightless and dumb. ORPHEUS. More frail than your friends, The clouds borne above, The light of thee blends With the moon and her love. Thy spirit descends As a white-throated dove. Come forth! I invoke thee, O mist, and make me a sharer thereof ! THE MIsT. From valleys of violet My shadow hath kissed, From low-lying islet, A vision of mist, The voice of my pilot Steals …
1907 · PDF PAGE 148
…oy, sleep, peace, laughter, thought, remem- brance, came Even at our prelude, a death-quickening flame, And earth rejoiced throughout to hear De- meter’s name. We come, in bass deep-swelling, rocks and caves, A hollow roar across the golden waves Hidden in islands set deep in the un- travelled sea. Across the corn from storm-cleft mountain- sides Our voice peals, like the thunder of the tides, Into the darkling hills that fringe Eternity. Dire and divine our womb unfruitful bears Deep music darker than tempestuous airs When Heaven’s anger wakes…
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…, As the echo of my booming Some godhead whose glory would bind us, To the furthest star is hurled. Reflected far-off on the deep. Now I hear the lunar clashing We hear the low chant that may blind us, That evokes me from the tide, The song from the ultimate shore. Now I rise, my fury lashing, We come that our lover may find us Rolling where the banks divide— His bride as he found us before. I obey thee, I am with thee, Lord of Light- | We listen, and love; and his voice is the ning, lotus-eyed ! voice of the God we adore. ORPHEUS. ORPHEUS. In …
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…isses of the harlot life Sicken me; hers is foul and fevered breath, This notsome woman I have made my wife. She lies asweat, aslime. QO hear me, thou! Wash with thy tears this desecrated brow ! With cool chaste kisses cleanse me! Lay me out Wrapped in a spotless winding-sheet, and soothe These nerves ill nuzzled by the black swine’s snout With thine eternal anodyne of truth! The foul beast grunts and snorts; but hear me, death! Thy wings are wind-white as her hoofs are dunged. Thy songs are faint and pale with honey breath, Honey and poppy! as…
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… RHADAMANTHUS, Can a bodily presence save Against a shadowy wilt? MINOs. Thy hope doth dwell, O slave, Where thy mother fashioned it, Oh heart of a fool, in thy breast. EACUS. Away, away to the skies! RHADAMANTHUS. That our dead may take their rest. MINOS. Arise to the air, arise ! cEACUS. Away to the mountain crest ! RHADAMANTHUS. Veil, veil from the awful eyes ! MINOS. Endure thy heart as it may, And steel thine heart, Thou shalt hear and know and obey As I say ‘‘ Depart” ; Lest the arrow find its way And the sternly-shapen dart. AL ACUS. A s…
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…e.” Nor wandering in the night Our minds may apprehend Reflecting in pure light Of soul, what sound or sight May lead us to some end. We hear the dim sound roll From distant mountains drawn, We follow, but no soul Guesses that silver goal, The sunset or the dawn. The lyre entices fast Our willing feet and wings, We wonder from the past What spell is overcast From off the sonant strings. Awhile we deem our mates Are calling through the wood ; Awhile the tune creates These unfamiliar states Of thinking solitude. Awhile we gather clear A note of p…
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… is bitterness beyond belief. Grief beyond grief. Boots it to weep? I holp him not with force : What should avail—remorse? RIVER HEBRUS. Hear upon high the melancholy Antistrophe Matching the strophe’s agony ! Tides on a terrible sea ! CALLIOPE. Bear, bear the laureiled head Of him I loved, him dead, O Hebrus, ever downward on thy bosom iron-red ! RIVER HEBRUS. All Nature’s tunes are dull. The beautiful, The harmony of life is null. CALLIOPE. What unto us remains But in these broken strains To hymn with voices jarred the jarred world’s shriek o…
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LIBER TERTIUS VEL LABORIS 193 Dost thou hear how the weight Of the earth and the moon Shudder, as if fate Were involved in the tune? The portals of hate Shake at the rune Of the magical nature-cry, the song from the mountains hewn ! To the horrible hollow In Tartarus steep, O song of me, follow ! I flee to the deep. That word of Apollo Shall shudder and leap ; That word in the uttermost night shall awake them who know not of sleep. Ilear, O ye Three, In the innermost pit Dwellers that be! Tartarus, split ! Arise unto me For I call ye with wit O…
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LIBER PRIMUS VEL CARMINUM 153 I hear not a word, Though my music be rolled As the song of a bird Through fields of gold. Hast thou not heard? Have I not told The magic that bridleth the Gods, the Gods in their houses of old? Art thou elder than they In their mountain of light? Is thy fugitive way Lost in uttermost night? Shalt thou not obey, Or my lyre not affright, If I call thee by Heaven and Earth with a God’s tumultuous might? If I curse thee or chide Shalt thou tremble not, Thou? Not move thee and hide From the light of my brow? Shall my a…
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…equally ill-placed to convert him; but then we do not wish to do so; certainly not gud historian. We leave him alone. Whoso hath ears to hear, let him hear! and the first and last ordeals and rewards of the Adept are comprised in the maxim “ Keep silence!” There should be no possible point of contact between the Church and the world: Paul began the ruin of Christianity, but Constantine completed it. The Church which begins to exteriorise is already lost. To control the ethics of the state is to adopt the ethics of the state: and the first duty …
1907 · PDF PAGE 172
…den silence came Athwart some avenue Where through the trees arrowed the flame From the exultant blue ; And all the water-way became One heart of glittering dew. The waters narrowed for a space Between twin rocks confined, Carven like Gods for poise and grace, Like miracles for mind: K’ach fashioned like a kissing face, The eyes for joy being blind. The waters widened in a pool, Broad mirror of blue light. The surface was as still and cvol As the broad-breasted night. Engraven of no mortal tool, The granite glistened white. As if to shield from…
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…riform ! Gloomiest dweller Of uttermost night ! My journey enlighten ! O soul of the storm! Waker and queller Of sombre delight, Hecate! hearken The soul of my prayer ! Glitter and darken Through sulphurous air ! Let the sacrifice move thee to joy, the in- voker thy glory declare In words that shall please Thy terrible peace, O speedy to save, In flames of fine fire that bedew the deepest Tartarean cave ! [/voking HECATE] O triple form of darkness! Sombre splen- dour! Thou moon unseen of men! Thou huntress dread ! Thou crownéd demon of the crow…
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…otten, — . | Being with a maiden wife ? How a subtle sense of inmost being Wraps thee in, and cuts the world away ; Sight and sound lose hearing and lose seeing, All the night is one with all the day ? Hearken to her sighing ! Life droops down as dying, Melting in the clasp of amorous limbs and hair; All the darkening world Round about ye furled— Dost thou know, or, knowing, dost thou care ? ant. B. ORPHEUS. Mother, I have lain, half dead, half slumber- ing, Curtained in Eurydice her hair ; Clothed in serpent kisses, souls outnumbering Dewdrops…
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…h: nought, Nor glowing tear of bowed Persephone Drooped earthward for the ninefold misery wrought. In utter sorrow ever bound she stays, Hears not my song, nor heedeth anything, Whose mind lamenting turns to ancient days And Nysian meadows and the hour of spring. Yea, but perchance to touch that secret chord Were to awake that sorrow into life ; Sting, as a wound a deep-envenomed sword, The inmost soul of the Aidonean wife. Listen ! I tune my music to that hour ; The careless maidens and the virgin laughter, The bloom of springtide and the fata…
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…ow on thee, and this Also, mine eternal kiss ! In one melody of bliss These and thou and I will mingle, Till all Nature’s pulses tingle, Hear and follow and obey thee, Thee, the lyrist; thee, the lyre ! These shall hear and not gainsay thee, Follow in the extreme desire, Mingling, tingling, mixed with thee Even to all Eternity. These, and all that of them is, Take from Calliope in this Single-hearted, many mouthéd, kiss. ORPIHIEUS, SEATED UPON OLYM.- PUS, TUNES HIS LYRE. ORPHEUS. First word of my song, First tune of my lyre, Muse, loved of me l…
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…spar, Wreckage of some wild sea, to seas without a star. Listen, O lady, listen, reverend Abbot, Lord of the Monastery, Fort Augustus !! Hear an awakening spirit’s a. b, ab! but Let not thy medieval logic thrust us Into contempt; nor, lady, can we trust us Wholly to thy most pardonable failing, Sentiment; one will rot, the other rust us. Let us just listen to the spirit ailing :— ’Tis like a God in bliss, or like a damned soul wailing ! 2 1 This monastery is chosen because of its unpleasant proximity to Crowley's home. 2 (A word to bid you noti…
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…forget You are my love? Arise and shine ! It was your blasphemy, not mine. XIX, A FAINT sweet smell of ether haunts Yet the remembrance. Hear the wizard His lone and melancholy chaunts Roared in the rain-storm and the blizzard ! The ancient and devoted dizzard ! Appear, thou dream of loveliness! She wore a rose and amber dress, With broidery of old gold. Her hair Was long and starry, gilded red. Her face was laughter, shapen fair By the sweet things she thought and said. Her whiteness rustled as she walked. Her hair sang tunes across the air. S…
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…h to the nectar air ! Ay! thus the dreams of fate We dare commemorate, Twining in lovesome curls the spoil of mate and mate. O Dionysus, hear ! Be close, be quick, be near, Whispering enchanted words in every curving ear! O Dionysus, start As the Apollonian dart ! Bury thy hornéd head in every bleeding heart! AGAVE. He is here! He is here! AUTONOE. Tigers, appear ! AGAVE. To the clap of my hand And the whish of my wand, Obey ! A'UTONOE. 1 have found A chariot crowned With ivy and vine, And the laurel divine, And the clustering smell Of the sage…