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1909 · PDF PAGE 38

Clouds Without Water

Then the Lord answered me out of the wind, Out of the whirlwind did He answer me; Gird up thy loins now hike a man, and find If thou canst answer like a man to Me! Who art thou darkening counsel by thy word, And in thine ignorance accusing Them Who. ere thy prayer was formulated, heard And crowned it with its passion’s diadem ? Who isthe Son of Man, that We should mind him ? Or visit the vain virgin of his pleasance ? Yet ever as he went We stood behind him And conipassed her with Our continual presence? From the black whirlwind the most high G…

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1909 · PDF PAGE 79

Clouds Without Water

THE AUGUR 1.6, They. — The Fates or Moirae, Ill. 11. The dog-faced god. — Anubis, the Thres- hold-Guardian of the ‘Gods’ of Egypt. Man- tic means prophetic, VI. 14. Child. — The unhappy girl was at this time but 17 years old, VIIL. 5. Justine. — The virtuous but victimized he- roine of the infamous novel of the Marquis de Sade. Af. 6. Sabbath. — Consult Payne Knight : ‘ Essays on the worship of Priapus’, Eliphas Levi : ‘Dogme et rituel de la haute Magie’ and others. XIU, 12,13. Sigil. — Sign-manual. THE ALCHEMIST I. 8, Wolfish queens. — Thus th…

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1909 · PDF PAGE 5

Clouds Without Water

…loathsome, shameful disease. “ Receiving in themselves that recompense of their error which was meet ”. It may seem almost incredible to many of us, perhaps safely established in our comfortable cures, among a simple and Godfearing people, that any man should have been found to pen the disgusting blasphemies, the revolting obscenities, which defile these pages. Nor can it be denied that a certain power of expression, even at times a certain felicity of phrasing— always, indeed, a profound dramatic feeling — is to be found in these poems, Alas !…

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1909 · PDF PAGE 60

Clouds Without Water

AI] The uninstructed and blaspheming man Looks on the world and sees it void and base. Let him endure its horror as he can ! There is no help fér his unhappy case. The love-taught magus, the hermaphrodite, Knows how to woo the Mother, and awake her: Beholding, in the very self-same sight, The self-illumined image of the Maker. I love, and you are wise ; our spirits dance A merry measure to the music moving In waves through that mirific brilliance. Will you first tire of wit, or I of loving: Tire? O thou sea of love, thy ripples run Into themsel…

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1909 · PDF PAGE 36

Clouds Without Water

…up our days, I suffer; than some lovely nun accurst Devour us also. Gods enjoy the savour Who beats her breast upon the convent bars, Of Man's thanksgiving ; from their holy place Even so you suffer : let its draught restore Beholding mortals, they are wroth to see All lovers (that invoke the sad cold stars) Tears ; they rejoice to see a proud glad face Unto good luck : then you and I once more Master of itself and of eternity. (Though still we were forbidden word and kiss) Let us, reflecting on how dear we love, Might find a certain happiness …

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1909 · PDF PAGE 72

Clouds Without Water

I] First ; let us face the foemen, number them, Measure their arms! Who smiteth us? We wove In grove and garden many a diadem Dewy with all the purity of love. The Hermes of the orchard lets the string Slip from his finger, and the arrow speeds Striking our love beneath the flamy wing So that the héart of heaven breaks and bleeds. That poisoned shaft fed with corrupting germs Hath stricken us to earth : the wound corrodes, Breeding within us all its noisome worms, All the black larvae of the accurst abodes : — The virgin of our reed-shrill ecst…

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1909 · PDF PAGE 44

Clouds Without Water

XII This is an effort of prophetic skill Not passing range of human calculation. A woman gets exactly what she will If she keeps willing it sans divagation. To have me secretly and altogether Yours is your will — unless your kisses lied. Sooner or later we shall slip the tether And all the world before us deep and wide Gape like the abyss, through which we fall to find Strange equilibrium without support, Strange rapture without sense, and void of mind Strange ecstasies that mock the name of thought. Sooner or later, Lola ! Circumstance Bows be…

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1909 · PDF PAGE 57

Clouds Without Water

VI As when the living eyes of man behold The embalmed seductions of a queen of Khem Wrapped with much spice and linen and red gold And guardian gods on every side of them ; Yet inasmuch as life is life, they shrink, Shrivel and waste to ashes as men gaze : So doth the world grow giddy at the brink Of these unfathomable eyes, that blaze Swifter and deadlier than storms or snakes. Then — o what wonder, as I strain afar The basilisk flame ! — what breathless wonder wakes That I behold unsinged a silver star ! O joy! O terror! O! — O can it be Ther…

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1909 · PDF PAGE 67

Clouds Without Water

VIIl Even that taunt has left you smiling still, And silent still — and that is ten times worse. Where is my will, my adamantine will? Curse God and die? I can nor die nor curse. Ah, but I can. The agony extends — Iam wrapt up all in an equal hell. There is a point at which emotion ends. Tam come through to peace, though pain yet swell Its paean in my every vein and nerve. Try me, o God, convulse me to the marrow ! I am its element ; I shall not swerve. Lam Apollo too; I loose one arrow Swift enough, straight enough to conquer you. O Sphinx! Ga…

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1909 · PDF PAGE 48

Clouds Without Water

… bleeding bits of flesh Out of my body — kill me if you can! T love you. I will have you fair and fresh, A maenad maiden maddening for a man. Ay ! you shall weary in the erotic craving ! Pil have you panting —aching to the marrow — Exhausted, but a maiden (Lesbia raving : " Catullus brings a song and not a sparrow "’) Famished with love, fed full with love, your soul Still on the threshold of the unenvied goal, - 70 on The goal of love is gotten not of these White-blooded fools that haste and marry and tire. They grasp and break their bubble ec…

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1909 · PDF PAGE 6

Clouds Without Water

…Nothing is clea- rer than that these wretched victims of Satan were in full possession of their faculties to the last moment. Surely the maniacal violence of their unhall- owed lust and hate is no ground for pity but for reprobation. When our blessed Lord was on earth He made no excuses for those who were possessed of devils. He took this simply as a fact — and He healed them. It is only the shocking atheism and materia- lism or modern science that, in an insane endea- vour to whittle away the miracles of our bles- sed Saviour, has sought to in…

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