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…nscends them both— the mystical abj'ss Where Mind and Being marry, and are Bliss. So have I journeyed —like a fool ! Ah, well ! Let pass self-scorn, as love of self is past ! But—am I further forward ? Who can tell ? God is the Complex as the Protoplast : He is the First (not " was"), and is the Last (Not " will be "). Then why travel ? To what end? What is the symbol I am set to find ? What is that burning heart of blood to spend Caught in a sunset with the night behind, The Grail of God ? I would that I were blind ! I would that I were desola…
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An Intelligent Pilgrim. For your own reason, give it to us, then ! Tannhauser. The Blessing of the Lord ! May Mary's self Be with you and defend you evermore, Most from the fearful destiny of him Men used to call the minstrel Tannhauser ! Eldest Pilgrim. A sombre blessing ! May God's mercy fall On you and yours ! Tannhauser. On mine, ah mine I Amen Amen to that ! Eldest Pilgrim (smiles). On her you love, my friend ! We will pass onward, by your honour's leave ! Pilgrims. Hail, hail, O Queen, to Thee, Spouse of Eternity ! Av6 Maria ! 82
1902 · PDF PAGE 116
…own way. Proceed. Two is by shape the Coptic aspirate, Life breathed, and death indrawn. And so Rounds you at last the ten, completion's self, The circle and the line. Why stick at nought ? Bertram. Only a donkey fastened to a post Moves in a circle. Landgrave. This is noble talk ! 114
1902 · PDF PAGE 52
…I will shew Me waking. Destiny " Adds one illusion to thee. Yet, Oh child ! " Yet will I not forsake thee ; for thy soul, " Its splendid self, hath known Me. Fare thee well." Venus. What are these strange and silly words .■* Awake! Wake and devour me with the dawn of love. The dragon to eclipse this moon of mine ! TannhAuser. I sleep not. Those were Her mysterious words As faded the great vision. And I knew In some forgotten corner of my brain Some desperate truth. Venus. Forget this foolishness ! [ There cometh a shadow. I am afraid, even I ! …
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Death and delusion—ay, corruption's self, Wickedness sliming into impotence. Pleasure in putrefaction. But, in sleep, I will put off that evil as a clout Cast by a beggar. Venus. And the sore is left. Tannhauser. Oh, but this body, very consciousness ! I banish both. I cross the crimson wall — My spirit shall reach up to and attain That other. Venus. So Persephone must hold Thy life divided in Her dark domain. Tannhauser. Already I have tasted once of this In its own lesser way. Ten years ago I loved a maiden called Elizabeth. A child she was, …
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…he elements Play children's gambols on the mountain crest About our fortress ? Leave this idle talk ! Come, in this sweet abandonment of self— Come, with this kiss I seal thy loyal oath To spit upon her ! Tannhauser. Ah, you murder me ! [Sings. Come, love, and kiss my shoulders ! Sleepy lies The tinted bosom whence its fire flies, The breathing life of thee, and swoons, and sighs, And dies ! None but the dead can know the worth of love ! Come, love, thy bosom to my heart recalls Strange festivals and subtle funerals. Soft passion rises in the a…
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…s must behold ! The childish easiness, Impossible to me, who am become Perhaps the subtlest mind of men. Alas ! Maybe in this I still am self-deceived, Merely the fool swelled up with bitter words, Imagination, and the toadstool growth, Thought, wounded ; as a scorpion to sting Its own bruised life out. This is Tannhauser! How long ago since he took pleasure in Such love— [-(4 horn winds. such music as yon horn below— \A chant is heard. Such worship as the simple chant that steals Calm and majestic in the solitude Up from the valley. Pilgrims, …
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…m the athanor of death and pain Bring golden showers of rain To crown our bed withal, the empire of the Night ! O Wife! Incarnate Beauty self-create! O Life ! O Death ! Love unimaginable ! Despair grows hope, as hope grows desperate ; And Heaven bridges the great gulf of Hell. Thy life is met with mine, Transmuted, grown divine. Even in this, the evil of the world ! What agony is this. The first undying kiss From jewelled eyes and lips in passion curled ? O sister and O serpent and O mate. Strike the red fang of hate Steady and strong, persiste…
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Draw into nought All life, death, hatred, love : All self concentred in the sole desire— Hear thou the Voice of Fire ! This hope was Zoroaster's —this is mine ! Not one but many splendours hath the Shrine : Not one but many paths approach the gate That guards the Adytum, fortifying Fate ! Mine was, by weariness of blood and brain, Mere bitter fruit of pain Sought in the darkness of an harlot's bed, To make me as one dead : To loose the girders of the soul, and gain Breathing and life for the Intelligible ; Find death, yet find it living. Deep a…
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A flickering light, a formless triple flame, The self-begotten, the impassive shrine. The seat of Heaven's archipelagoes ; Yet lighted not the glory virhence it came, Nor shone upon the surface of the sea. Time, and the Great One, and the Nameless Name, Held in their grip the child, Eternity. Silence and Darkness in their womb withheld That spiritual fire, and brooded still : Nature and Time, their soleness undispelled. Ever awaiting the eternal Will. And Law was unbegotten : uttermost Night Dwelt, inaccessible to sound and sight ; Shielded fro…
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…nd air express Their dews and winds of molten loveliness, Fine flakes of arrowy light, the dawn's first deed. Metallic showers and smoke self-glittering For many an aeon. Wild the pennons spring Of streaming flame ! Then, surging from the tide, Grew the desirable, the golden one. Separate from the sun. Now fire and air no more exult, exceed, Are balanced in the sphere. The waters wide Glow on the bosom of fixed earth ; and Need, The Lady of Beginning, also was. Thus was the firmament a vital glass. The waters as the vessel of the soul ; Thus ea…
1902 · PDF PAGE 139
…eter. Sobbed they out From full repentant hearts their menial sins, And got them peace. But 1 told brutally (Cynical phrase, contempt of self and him) My sojourn in the Venusberg ; then he Rose in his wrath, and shook the barren staff Over my head, and cried— I heard his voice Most like the dweller of the hurricane Calm, small, and still, directing desolation ; Death to the world athwart its path.— So he Cried out upon me " Till this barren staff Take life, and bud, and blossom, and bear fruit, And shed sweet scent — so long God casteth thee Ou…
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…ing of a dull despair. And not at all that keen despair, that sharp Maddening pain that should torment a man With deadliest delight, the self-same hour That he unveils the Isis of desire. These litde lovers strip their maidens bare, And find them—naked ! Poor and pitiful ! Look at our love instead ! I raised Thy veil, Nay, tore Thy vesture from Thee, and behold ! Then only did I see what mystery, What ninefold forest, shade impassible, Surrounds Thy heart, as with a core of light Shut in the mystery of a dead world. Thou formless sense of gloom…
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…Into a million fragments ; so transcends Music, that starlight-sandalled majesty ! Then—shall I contemplate the face of Her ? O Nature ! Self-begotten ! Spouse of God, 138
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…d dealing as the Greeks did with the emotions of the soul, has realised the changed and infinitely more complex conditions of life ; our self-appointed spiritual guides notwithstanding, or, rather, withstanding in vain. Consequently it is impossible any more to divine whether virtue or vice (as understood of old) will cause the irreparable catastrophe which is the one element of drama which we may still (in the work of a modern dramatist) await with any degree of confidence. I trust that I may be forgiven for adopting the idea that Tannhauser w…
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pilgrim, or Egyptian sage, represents Tannhauser in his true Self, —the "Only Being in an Abyss of Light!" The Tannhauser who talks is the " Only Being in an Abyss of Darkness," the natural man ignorant of his identity with the Supreme Being. The various other characters are all little parts of Tannhauser's own consciousness and not real persons at all : whether good or bad, all alike hinder and help (and there is not one whose function is not thus double) the realisa- tion of his true unity with all life. This circumstance serves to explain, t…
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…ery and clear measured and easy of phrasing." " Always melodiously . . . sometimes nonsensically." "A sinister rival to the mutoscope." "Self-revelation of an intensely p.issionate nature, expressed with a rare command of poetic form . . . largely Pagan in sentiment." "Clever imitations of a brilliant yet somewhat leprous style . . . gilded pastiness. " " Veils a morbidly exaggerated Catholicism under an ultra- Egyptian passion for death. . . . Aleister Crowley is a true poet." " We quote . . . There is a good deal of similar drivel further on.…