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…ained myself. Nowhere does Tannhauser refer to the Vedas and Shastras or to the Dhamma of that blameless hypochondriac, Gotama Buddha. I take all the blame for so important an omission, not without a shrewd suspicion that the commination will take the form of " For this relief much thanks ! " The particular object that I have in view in speaking both in Hebrew and Egypto-Christian symbology is that by this means I may familiarise my readers with the one thing of any importance that life, travel, and study have taught me, to wit : the Origin of …
1902 · PDF PAGE 58
…nus. Let its old sleepy fragrance lull thee now. Yet madden thee in brain and sense and soul, Mixing success with infinite despair. So ; take our secret back to sleep with us :— And in that sleep I know that thou wilt choose The fact, and leave the dream, and so disdain These far-off splendours, catch the nearer joy. Take squalid kisses, banish crested love Intangible. Delights it thee, my friend. To reach the summits unattained before. And stumble on their snows ? Thine old desire Was just to touch the mere impalpable. To formulate the formles…
1902 · PDF PAGE 17
…parts, and the consequent lack of opportunity for reference and comparison, I emphatically do. One word to the reviewers. It must not be taken as ungracious if I so speak. From nearly all I have received the utmost justice, kindness, and consideration : two or three only seem to take delight in deliberately perverting the sense of my remarks : and to them, for their own sake, I now address these words of elementary instruction. You are perfectly welcome to do with my work in its entirety what Laertes did with his allegiance and his vows : but d…
1902 · PDF PAGE 100
…bending, I may touch my lips upon Sweet thoughtful brows. Elizabeth. Your kisses move my soul. Strange thoughts and unimagined destinies Take ship, and harbour in the heart of me. Tannhauser. Words mean too much, and never mean enough. Look, only look ! Elizabeth. I am so happy—so ! 98
1902 · PDF PAGE 47
…truggle —and perhaps, for thee, For thee !—the veil may lift another fold. Tannhauser. Why dost Thou hate this vision ? Venus. She would take Thee from these arms ! Tannhauser. But she is beautiful With Thine own beauty : yet as if the God Cancelled its mortal comeliness, and came More intimate than matter, closing in 45
1902 · PDF PAGE 74
I must not die. I dare not. But for thee, Thy love, one last extreme delirium !— Take thou this dagger ! At the miracle Of a moment when our lips are fastened close Once more, in the unutterable kiss,. Drive its sharp spirit to my heart ! TannhAuser. Not I! I know the spell. I am warned. I will begone. Venus. I swear I will not let thee ! Thinkest thou So long I have held thee not to have the power To hold thee still by charm, or love, or force ? Fool, for I hate thee ! I will have thy life ! TannhAuser. Where is the cavern in the mountain side…
1902 · PDF PAGE 72
… With new electric fervour ? Will she be My equal ? She is mortal and a child. Her arms are frail and white. Her lily cheeks Could never take thy kiss. Thy love would shock, Repel. I scorn to say her love were less Than mine : I tell thee that she could not love Thee even at all as thou wouldst understand. Tannhauser. So certain art thou ? Let me go to her, Try, and come back ! Venus. No doubt of that success ! A child is easy to degrade ! 70
1902 · PDF PAGE 81
…ing them sister songs, and shew What secrets mortal lovers know. Tannhauser. The simple life of love and joy therein ! Merely to love—to take such pride in it Gods 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 win…
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" Thus," riddled he, " thy heart shall know its Peace ! " Let be ! I ride upon the sand instead, Look to the Cross, whereon I take mine ease ! Let be ! Just so the Roman soldier said. Esaias ? He is dead— as I am dead ! What was his symbol and his riddle's key ? Go, seek the stars and count them and explore! Go, sift the sands beyond a starless sea ! So, find an answer where the dismal shore Of time beats back eternity ! No more ! Let me ride on more hastily than this. That so my body may be tired of me. And fling me to the old forgetful kiss. …
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…nk where, shepherds say, The flowers eternal are. Thine eyes should gleam to see me there. As fixed upon a star. And yet thy lips should take a tune. And match me unaware— So steals the sun beside the moon And hides her lustre rare. The bloom upon the peach is fine ; The blossom on thy cheek is mine ! O kiss me—if you dare ! 1 called thee by the name of love That mothers fear and gods approve, And maidens blush to say — O Gretchen, meet me in the dell We know and love, who love so well, While morn is cold and gray ! So, match thy blushes to the…
1902 · PDF PAGE 143
…o man : Grant that his coming may be very soon ! " See, the sobs shake me like a little child. The moon is crescent, waxing in the West. Take the last kiss, dear. What is the strange song ? [ The great Goddess ariseth, weeping for the slain Osiris Tannkduser. Isis. Isis am I, and from my life are fed All stars and suns, all moons that wax and wane, 141
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…the light and rapture of the will : We touch the stars —and they are tiny still ! O mighty thews ! O godlike face and hair ! Rise up and take me ; ay, and keep me there, One tingle at thy touch from head to feet ; Lips that cling close, and never seem to meet. Melting as sunlight melts in wine ! Arise ! Shame ! Has thy learning left thee overwise ? Thy lips sing fondly —to another tune. Nay ! 'twas my breathing beauty made thee swoon, 29
1902 · PDF PAGE 139
…ne 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 Out from His glory !" Stricken, smitten, slain— When—one unknown, a pilgrim with the rest. Darting long rugged fingers and deep eyes. Reached to the sceptre with his word and will — Buds, roses, blossoms ! Lilies of the Light ! Bloom, bloom, the fragrance shed upon the air ! ^i7
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… the Middle Ages ; in short, a Rosicrucian. Some people may be surprised that a Member of that illustrious but unhappy fraternity should take cogniz- ance of what my friend Bhikku Ananda Mitriya calls "hog- nosed Egyptian deities," still more that he should show reverence to symbols like the B. V. M. and the Holy Grail. But the most learned and profound students of the Mysteries of the Rosy Cross assure me that it was the special excellence of these mystics that they declined to be bound down by any particular system in their sublime search for…
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…rinted under the title of " The Soul of Osiris," calling it a history so that my readers might discover for themselves (if they chose to take the trouble) the real continuity in the apparent disjointedness. The history of any man who seriously and desperately dares to force a passage into the penetralia of nature ; not with the calm philosophy of the scientist, but with the burn- ing conviction that his immortal destiny is at stake ; must be a strange one : to me at least strangely attractive. The con- stant illusions ; the many disappointments…