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II8 ANIMA LUNAE Drew back the veil of sleep ; But strange : the king turned idly, sought to press The bosom where love lately burnt supreme, And found no ivory deep. He turned and sought out life ; and nothing lived : Death, and nought died. The king’s brow fell. Sore grieved He rose, not knowing : and before his will Swan’s throat, dove’s eyes, moon’s breast, and woman’s mouth, And form desirable Of all the clustered love drew back : grew still “ O turn, my lover, turn thee to the South ! ” The girl’s warm song of the Siesta’s hour. Heedless o…
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ANIMA LUNAE I25 So mused the king. Mark you, the full moon shone ! Nay, but a little past the full, she rose An hour past sunset : as some laughter gone, After the bride’s night, lost in subtler snows Rosy with wifehood. Now the shallop glides On gloomier shadier tides, While the long hair of willows bent and kissed The stream, and drew its mist Up through their silent atmosphere. Some sorrow drawing near That slow, dark river would for sympathy Have found its home and never wandered out Into the sunlight any more. A sigh Stirred the pale water…
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…d And far majestic keep Of Djinn, the Lord of elemental light. But he beheld some sight Beyond that city’s joy : his gentle word The old king gently heard. (This king was Zôhra’s father) “ Lord and king Of love’s own city, give me leave to wing A fervid flight to yonder hills of night. Not that my soul is weary of the light And lordship of thy presence : but in tender dream I saw myself on the still stream Where the lake goes toward the mountain wall. These little lives and loves ephemeral Seemed in that dream still sweet : yet even now I turne…
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…op faint, Ivory and silver bow and beam, Dim-figured with the images Divinely quaint Of gold engraved, forth shadowing sorceries. So the king dreamed of love : and passing on The shape moved quicker, winnowing with faint fans The soundless air of thought : the noonday sun Seemed to the mightiest of a thousand khans Like to a man’s Brief life—a thousand such dream spans !— And so he dreamed of life : and failing plumes Wrought through ancestral looms In the man’s brain : and so he dreamed of death. And slower still the grey God wrought Dividing …
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…NIMA LUNAE A child cried out that he had seen that face Limned with incomparable grace Even in the shape of splendour as she passed. The king’s thought turned at last To that forgotten story : and desire Filled all his heart with aureate fire Whose texture was a woman’s hair : so fine Bloomed the fair flower of pleasure : Not the wild solar treasure Of gleaming light, but the moon’s shadowy pearl, The love of a young girl Before she knows that love : so mused the king ; “ I am not weary of the soul of spring” He said, “ none happier in this cau…
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… the tablet is so fair And still stands bare, There being none to beautify the same With the moon-curved Arabian character.” Whereat the king, “ Thy grief itself removes In its own cry its cause.” And thence there came Soft laughter that may hardly stir The flowers that shake not in the City of Loves. (For so men called the city’s name Because the people were more mild than doves, More beautiful than Gods of wood or river ; And so the city should endure for ever.) But the king’s mood was otherwise this day. Along time’s river, fifty years away,…
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A PEEP BEHIND THE SCENES Written By a student at King’s College Hospital IN the hospital bed she lay, Rotting away ! Cursing by night and cursing by day, Rotting away ! The lupus is over her face and head, Filthy and foul and horrid and dread, And her shrieks they would almost wake the dead ; Rotting away ! In her horrible grave she lay, Rotting away ! Rotting by night, and rotting by day, Rotting away ! In the place of her face is a gory hole, And the worms are gnawing the tissues foul, And the devil is gloating over her soul, Rotting away ! 8
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… mercy Over the Cast Away. Melt me its gold to money, Coin me that small, small ring Stamped with the Hoof of Satan, Bearing the name of King. Then, in the murky midnight, Silently lead me down, Down into Hell’s dark portals, Far in the West of Town.
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ANIMA LUNAE Written partly under the great rock Sigiri, partly in Arabia, near Aden. ZÔHRA the king by feathered fans Slept lightly through the mid-day heat. Swart giants with drawn yataghans Guard, standing at his head and feet, Zôhra, the mightiest of the khans ! Each slave Circassian like a moon Sits smiling, burning with young bloom Of dawn, and weaves an airy tune Like a white bird’s song bright and bold That dips a fiery plume. So the song lulled, lazily rolled In tubes of silver, lutes of gold ; And all that palace drowsed away The hours…
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TRANSLATIONS FROM BAUDELAIRE 5I Who knowest all, of under earth the king, Familiar healer of man’s suffering ! O Satan, have pity of my long misery ! Who to the leper, even the cursed pariah, Hast taught by love the taste of heavenly fire ! O Satan, have pity of my long misery ! Thou who on Death, thine old and strong leman, Begottest Hope—a charming madwoman ! O Satan, have pity of my long misery ! Who knowest in which caves of envious lands God has hid precious stones with jealous hands ! O Satan, have pity of my long misery ! Thou whose clea…
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…nd that Path as skill of herbist finds the proper flower. Like unto foam this body whoso sees, its mirage-nature comprehends aright, Breaking dread Mara’s flower-pointed shaft he goes, Death’s monarch shall not meet his sight. Like one who strayeth gathering flowers, is he who Pleasure lusteth on ; As the flood whelms the sleeping village, so Death snaps him—he is gone. Like one who strayeth gathering flowers is he whose thoughts to Pleasure clings ; While yet unsatisfied with lusts, there conquereth him the Iron King. As the bee gathers nectar…
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I54 THE EARL’S QUEST Stood in the sky reversed, and utmost Love Entered the sadness of Gethsemane. So did the king ; so did the priest above Place his old hands upon the Earl’s, decree The splendid and the solemn accolade That he should go forth to the world and be Knight-errant ; so did then the fairest maid Of all that noble company keep hid The love that melted her ; she took the blade Blessed by a mage, who slew the harmless kid With solemn rite and water poured athwart In stars and sigils,—fire leapt out amid, And blazed upon the blade ; a…
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…ty of art’s soul sublime He looked on the last time, And trod the figured steps, and found the ledge At the white water’s edge Where the king’s pinnace lodged ; but he put by That shell of ivory, And chose a pearl-inwoven canoe, whose prow Bore the moon’s own bright brow In grace of silver sculputred ; and therein He stepped ; and all the water thin Laughed to receive him ; now the city faded Little by little into many-shaded Clusters of colour. So his boat was drawn Subtly toward the dawn With little labour ; and the lake dropped down From the…
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… Thou, O Vast and Mighty One ! O Lord of Darkness and O Lord of Light ! Holy art Thou, O Light above all Gods ! O Holy, Holy, Holy, Holy King Ineffable, O Consciousness Divine I whose white Presence, even I, a god, A god of gods, prostrate myself and say : I am the spark of Thine abundant flame. I am the flower, and Thou the splendid Sun Wherefrom my Life is drawn ! All hail to Thee, For Holy, Holy, Holy, is Thy Name ! Holy art Thou, O Universal Lord ! Holy art Thou, whom Nature hath not formed ! Holy art Thou, the Vast and Mighty One ! O Lord …
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…little masterpiece.” A reprint, slightly abridged, is now issued at 5s. It is printed on hand-made paper. The Goetia of the Lemegeton of King Solomon. 21s. This interesting old relic of mediæval magic, with over 150 sigils, etc., is annotated, translated, edited, printed, in the best possible manner. It is the only book of its kind in which rational criticism has been combined with unimpeachable scholarship and a profound knowledge of Ceremonial Magic, as practiced to-day in the Secret Houses of Adepts. The S.P.R.T hold the whole editions of al…
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… ! Damned day, whose sunlight finds us as with wine Drunken, with lust made manifest divine Devils of darkness, servants unto hell— Yea, king and queen of Sheol, terrible Above all fiends and furies, hating more The high Jehovah, loving Baal Peor,
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…our hell fuse us into one wild soul : Then, one immaculate divinest whole, Plunge, fire, within all fire, dive far to death ; Till, like king Satan’s sympathetic breath, Burn on us as a voice from far above Strange nameless elements of fire and love ;
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…se a peace profounder than Himalayan snows cooped in their crystalline ravines. I saw the ultimation of the one wise law. I stood in the King’s Chamber, by the tomb of slain Osiris, in the Pyramid and looked down the Great Gallery, deep, deep into the hollow of earth ; grand gloom burned royally therein ; I was well hid in the shadow ; here I realized myself to be in that sepulchral sleep wherein were mirrored all these things of mystery. So the long passage steeply sliding ever up to my feet where I stood in the emptiness ; at last a sure abid…