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124 THE SOUL OF OSIRIS. Flame, ye young fingers of light, on the West of the Dawning that run ! Flame, O thou Meteor Car, for my fire is exalted in thee ! Lighten the darkness and herald the daylight, and waken the sea ! Flame, O flame ! Crown Her, O crown Her with stars as with flowers for a virginal gaud ! Crown Her, O crown Her with Light and the flame of the down-rushing Sword ! Crown Her, O crown Her with Love for maiden and mother and wife ! Hail unto Isis ! Hail ! For She is the Lady of Life ! Isis crowned !
1901 · PDF PAGE 135
…ron is shaken and sounds ! Wild and sonorous the clamour, vast in the region of death, Live with the Fire of the Spirit, the essence and flame of the breath ! Sound, O sound ! Gleam in the world of the dark, where the chained ones shall tremble and flee ! Gleam in the skies of the dusk, for the Light of the Dawn is in me ! Light on the forehead, and life in the nostrils, and love in the breast, Shine, O thou Star of the Dawning, thou Sun of the Radiant Crest ! Shine, O shine ! Flame through the sky in the strength of the chariot- wheels of the …
1901 · PDF PAGE 32
…heard An evil laugh, a mocking word. The gates swing open at The Name, Without a warder roused from sleep ; I pass, with face of burning flame, That is not quenched, although I weep. (For even my tears are tears of fire, For loathing, madness, and desire.) Ah God ! the traps for fervent feet ! The morrow beaconed, and I came By where the golden groves of wheat In summer glories fiercely flame ; To those white courts, by princes trod, Where Ahab sat, and mocked at God. Where Ahab sat, but lo ! I saw No king, no tyrant to be curst ; But she, who …
1901 · PDF PAGE 109
…g vision in the night ; The actual demon of my work is there ! Where is the glittering circle ? Where, ah, where The radiant bowls whose flame rose fiery bright ? I am alone in the absolute abyss ; No aid ; no helper ; no defence—but this ! My left hand seeks the lamen. Once again Fearless I front the awful shape before me, Fearless I speak his Name. My trembling brain Vibrates that Word of Power. I cry amain : “ Down, Dweller of the Darkness, and adore me ! I am thy Master, and thy God ! Behold The Rose of Ruby and the Cross of Gold ! “ I am t…
1901 · PDF PAGE 15
…I had made fair All glories of my master, I could bear To sink myself in the abundant night. O if these words were lightnings, and their flame Deluged the world, and drowned the seed of shame In these ill waters where alone Truth’s ark May float, where only lovers may embark, I were contented to abandon fame And live with love for ever in the dark. O
1901 · PDF PAGE 117
… Ocean, and night that is not night, The mother-mediator. O sacred spirit of the Gods ! O triple tongue ! Descend, Lapping the answering flame than nods, Kissing the brows that bend, Uniting all earth’s periods To one exalted end. Still on the mystic Tree of Life My soul is crucified ; Still strikes the sacrificial knife Where lurks some serpent-eyed Fear, passion, or man’s deadly wife Desire, the suicide ! Before me dwells the Holy One Anointed Beauty’s King ; Behind me, mightier than the Sun, To whom the cherubs sing, A strong archangel, know…
1901 · PDF PAGE 107
…orde I summon to the mastery of the sword. In my white palace, where the flashing dawn Leaps from the girdling bastions, where the light Flames from the talisman as if a fawn Glode through the thickets, where the soul, withdrawn From every element, gleams through the night Into that darkness palpable, where They Lurk from the torment of the light of day. Swings the swift sword in paths of vivid blue ; Rings the sharp summons in the halls of fear ; Flames the great lamen ; as a fiery dew Falls the keen chanted music ; fierce and true Beams the b…
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…s swell— This monotone immortal lips Make in our infinite eclipse ! Formless, above all shape and shade ; Lampless, beyond all light and flame ; Timeless, above all age and grade ; Moveless, beyond the mighty name ; A mystic mortal and a maid, Filled with all things to fill the same, To overflow the shores of God, Mingling our proper period. The agony is passed : behold How shape and light are born again ; How emerald and starry gold Burn in the midnight ; how the pain Of our incredible marriage-fold And bed of birthless travail wane ; And how …
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…gle yet In this ; the mighty-moulded lyre Of many stars still strikes above Chords of the mastery of love. This subtle fire, this secret flame, Flashes between us as she goes Beyond the night, beyond the Name, Back to her unsubstantial snows ; Cold, glittering, intense, the same Now, yesterday, for aye ! she glows No woman of my mystic bed ; A star, far off, forgotten, dead. Only to me looks out for ever From her cold eyes a fire like death ; Only to me her breasts can never Lose the red brand that quickeneth ;
1901 · PDF PAGE 33
… of a painted mouth And bare breasts tinctured with the South. For lo ! the harlot Jezebel, Her hands dropped perfume, and her tongue (A flame from the dark heart of hell, The ivory-barred mouth, that stung With unimaginable pangs) Shot out at me, and Hell fixed fangs. Her purple robes, her royal crown, The jewelled girdle of her waist, Her feet with murder splashed, and brown With the sharp lips that fawn and taste, The crimson snakes that minister To those unwearying lust of her. And all her woman’s scent did drift A steam of poison through t…
1901 · PDF PAGE 37
…and hateful, once again ; And taunted him. His bastard blood Quailed, but his violent soul withstood. He blenched, and then with eyes of flame, “ Who is on my side ? Who ? ” he said. Three eunuchs, passionless, grown tame, Grinned from behind her laughing head. “ Throw down that woman ! ” And my breath Caught as they flung her out to death. I think I died that moment. He, Foaming for vengeance and blood-lust, Laughed his coarse laugh of hideous glee. Her sweet bad body in the dust He trampled. Royal from the womb, A martyred murderess lacks a t…
1901 · PDF PAGE 131
…weet-scented presence of a holier Christ ! Listen, and answer, and behold ! My wings Droop, O thou stronger than the immortal kings ! My flame burns dim ! O bring the broken jar And alabaster casket, and dispense
1901 · PDF PAGE 83
…uarded name. The quest was mine ! And yet my thoughts confute My intuition ; and my will was mute. My voice—ah ! flashes out the word of flame : “ Eternal Beauty, One and absolute ! ” The overwhelming sweetness of a voice Filled me with Godhead. “ Still remains the choice ! Thou knowest me for Beauty ! Canst thou bear The fuller vision, the abundant air ? ” I only wept. The elements rejoice ; No tear before had ever fallen there. I thought within myself a bitter thing, Standing abased. The golden marriage ring The queen had given—how her beauty…
1901 · PDF PAGE 134
…ds are flung In prayer to Heaven ; nay, to mine own crown, To raise myself, and not to drag it down ! O holiest Lord of the divine white flame Of brilliance sworded in the temple sky ! O thou who knowest my most secret name, Who whisperest when only thou and I Make up our universe : bestow thy kiss : Arise ! Come, let us pierce the old abyss ! Rise ! Move ! Appear ! Let us go forth together, Into the solemn passionless profound, Into the darkness, and the thrilling weather, Into the silence louder than all sound, Into the vast implacable inane …
1901 · PDF PAGE 102
…ed profound, Till even the Highest heard me : and He said, As one who speaks alone among men dead : “ Behold, he rules as I the abyss of flame. For lo ! he knoweth, and hath said, My Name ! ”
1901 · PDF PAGE 73
… None of us would stir. I sat, struck dumb, a living sepulchre. For—hear me ! in my heart this thing became My sacrament, my pentecostal flame. And with it grew a fear—a fear of Her. What Her ? Shame had not found itself a name. Simply I knew it in myself. I brood Ten years—so seemed it—O ! the bitter food In my mouth nauseate ! In the silent hall One might have heard God’s sparrow in its fall. But I was lost in mine own solitude— I should not hear Mikhael’s trumpet-call. Yet there did grow a clamour shrill and loud : One cursed, one crossed hi…
1901 · PDF PAGE 91
… cannot bear The curse—that another is drunk on the life that stirs your hair : Every hair was alive with a spark of midnight’s delicate flame, Or a glow of the nether fire, or an old illustrious shame. Many, so many, were ye to make one Womanhood— A thing of fire and flesh, of wine and glory and blood, In whose rose-orient texture a golden light is spun, A gossamer scheme of love, as water in the sun Flecked by wonderful bars, most delicately crossed, Worked into wedded beauties, flickering, never lost— That is the spirit of love, incarnate in…
1901 · PDF PAGE 46
…ad, So be he leave us altogether dead, Burnt in that shameful whirlwind of his ire, Consumed in one tall pyramid of fire Whose bowers of flame shall tell the sky of God How we despised his feet with thunder shod, And conquered, clasping, all the host of death. Turn to me, touch me, mix thy very breath With mine to mingle floods of fiery dew With flames of purple, like the sea shot through With golden glances of a fiercer star. Turn to me, bend above me ; you may char These olive shoulders with an old-time kiss, And fix thy mouth upon me for suc…
1901 · PDF PAGE 98
… in the gloom That I can touch with trembling sense. There shone Once, in my misty memory, in the womb Of some unformulated thought, the flame And smoke of mighty pillars ; yet my mind Is clouded with the horror of this same Path of the wise men : for my soul is blind Yet : and the foemen I have never feared I could not see (if such should cross the way), And therefore I am strange : my soul is seared With desolation of the blinding day I have come out from : yes, that fearful light Was not the Sun : my life has been the death, This death may b…