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…eaven thou smil'st toward earth, a miracle of flowers! Down to the loveless sea Where lay Persephone Violate, where the shade of earth is black, Crystalline out of space Flames the immortal face! The glory of the comet-tailed track Blinds all black earth with tears Silence awakes and hears The music of thy moving come over the starry spheres. Wrapped in rose, green, and gold, Blues many and manifold, Α cloud of incense hides thy splendour of light; Hides from the prayer’s distress Thy loftier loveliness, Till thy veil’s glory shrouds the earth f…
… may also be worn by Assistant Magi in all composite rituals of the White. The Neophyte’s robe is fitted for all elemental operations. A black and gold nemmes may be worn. Assistant Magi may wear these in all composite rituals of the Black. The Zelator’s robe is fitted for all rituals involving I O, and for the infernal rites of Luna, In the former case an Uraeus crown and purple nemmes, in the latter a silver nemmes, should be worn, The Practicus’ robe is fitted for all rituals involving I I, and for the rites of Mercury. In the former case an…
…greeting. I reach my hands to the leaves and dabble in the dew: I sprinkle dew on you for kisses. I kneel down and hold the grass of the black earth to my bosom; I crush the earth to my lips as if it were a grape. And the wine of Demeter flushes my cheeks; they burn with joy of youth Why should I greet the world? Because my heart is bursting with love for the world. Love, say 1? Why not lust? Is not lust strength, and merriment, and the famine that only the infinite can stay? And why do I call myself the child of miracle? Because I have entered a…
…t over as they took their seats. Sam Hall was solid and furious, looking an ounce or two overtrained; Joe Marie looked hardly human, his black skin gleaming, his arms so long as to seem almost disproportionate. He seemed apathetic; he reminded one of indiarubber. It was not till the sixth round that any warm exchanges took place. Then Ida sat up. Joe had sent a sharp upper cut to the Englishman’s lip. She dug her nails into Rolles’ hand, that lay idly on her knee. Sam Hall returned a blow on the heart that sent the negro staggering across the r…
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…he pass through?" wondered Edgar. " Is it a fault to be identified so well with that which she beholds?” “There are devils," she cried. “ Black, naked, screaming devils. They touch, and at a touch each oozes back to his slirne. This slime is Chaos." “ Ararita! ” he breathed the word upon her brow. " Don‘t touch me! don’t touch mel " she screamed. “I am holy! I am God! I am I!” Her face was black and distorted with sudden passion. “ It‘s quite different to my own experience in many ways,” thought the watcher. ”Yet—is it not the essence of all ord…
THE ORDEAL OF IDA PENDRAGON ”He is like a black leopard,” she purred. “Is anything in the world so beautiful as that lithe black body ? ” ”I have seen blood in the sunlight on a bull's shoulder," replied Rolles. “ I love to see the pure animal beat the mere brute. White men ought not to fight: they ought to think, and do lovely physical things, things gracious and of good report." “Ida! my Ida! Could you see your nostrils twitching! I can imagine you fighting with all their fierceness, incapable of keeping to the rules of boxing.” “ Ι hate you,” s…
…s own purity hovered like a veil. Edgar Rolles watched the lamp, erect, attentive. It went out. Hardlya hint of grey filtered through the blackness. In his hands he held two threads. “ One is black, and one is white, he mused, and only God knows which is which. So only God knows what is sin. In our darkness we who presume to declare it are liars—Charlatans, groping quacks at the best. Will the sun never dawn? For us on whom the lightning of ecstasy hath flashed for a moment—‘much may be seen by its light’—the light of the tempest. But the Light o…
…eeling. AQUARIUS anal CAPRICORNUS. Master, we beseech thee to permit the ceremony to proceed. MAGISTER TEMPLI. There was no heart in the black lamb. [All FROBATIONERS join AQUARIUS ana’ CAPRICORNUS kneeling] ALL. Master, we beseech thee to permit the ceremony to proceed. MAGISTER TEMPLI. The sacred python was found dead. [MATER C(ELI 1077165 forward, kneels before MAGISTER TEMPLI, lhas making the aiþe): lo the pyramid of petilioners, rises ana’ plays her petifionf then again kneels] MAGISTER TEMPLI. Let the ceremony proceed. [MATER CCELI relarn…
…! (dam). Be silent and secret I For it is by stealth that we are here assembled. Know that Saturn hath been deceived, having swallowed a black stone, thinking it to be his son, the child Jupiter. But Jupiter is here enthroned, and shall overthrow his father. Beware then lest ye break silence—until Jupiter be ready to make war! TYPHON. Him that speaketh will I slay forthright! [A longþause. 23
…s forbidden. She is like a drug of wonder. All the limits of sense dissolve When we {all like snows from the precipice Sun—kissed to the black ravines of ice. I am drowned in the universal thunder; The hours disrupt, the aeons involve. Ah I not in any mortal mood Ends the great verb we conjugate From the highest hyberbole she doth swerve In an incommensurable curve, And the line of our beatitude Is one with the sigil of our Fate.
… Lord of Initiation, Amen. x. I fly and I alight as an hawk : of mother-of-emerald are my mighty-sweeping wings. 2. I swoop down upon the black earth ; and it gladdens into green at my coming. 3. Children of Earth ! rejoice l rejoice exceedingly ; for your salvation is at hand. 4. The end of sorrow is come; I will ravish you away into mine unutterablejoy. 5. I will kiss you, and bring you to the bridal: I will spread a feast before you in the house of happiness. 6. I am not come to rebuke you, or to enslave you. 7. I bid you not turn from your v…
…sleep, whisper of the west wind! LAYLAH. I shall have evil dreams. SAID OMAR. No! you shall not sleep to—night, white fairy of Paradise, black—eyed gazelle of the wilderness! LAYLAH. Be gentle with me . . . Iache . . . Ihave been stung by a scorpion. SAID OMAR. There are no scorpions in the winter. Where is the wound? [LAYLAH phi: her hand la her heart, and/”all: falnllhg limp across the saddleöazu.] Call Ibrahim, the wise physician! On to the houses! [Exeunt The voice oflhe nymph of[he well,faintlyfrom below. " Truth comes bubbling to my brim:…
…n an unearthly tune, Like phantom priests that strike and sound Sinister sistrons at the moon, And death’s insufferable perfume Beat the black air with golden fans As Turkis rip a Nubian's womb With damascenéd yataghans. Also the taste of dust long dead Ofancient queens corrupt and fair Struck through the temple, subtly sped By demons dominant of the air. Last, on the flesh there came a touch Like sucking mouths and stroking hands That laid their foul alluring smutch Even to the blood’s mad sarabands.
…FIGVRA CCCLXX o. Gnarled Oak of God! In thy branches is the lightning nested! Above thee hangs the Eyeless Hawk. 1. Thou art blasted and black! Supremely solitary in that heath of scrub. 2. Up! The ruddy clouds hang over thee! It is the storm. 3. There is a flaming gash in the sky. 4. Up. 5. Thou art tossed about in the grip of the storm for an æon and an aeon and an æon. But thou givest not thy sap; thou fallest not. 6. Only in the end shalt thou give up thy sap when the great God F. I. A. T. is enthroned on the day of Be—with-Us. 7. For two th…
… was to his brain a momentary death. Then with a silent snarl he sprang at her. She and her chair crashed backwards to the floor, and the black leopard was upon her, his teeth sunk in her throat. Edgar Rolles was only just in time. His boot caught the murderer behind the ear—and Edgar Rolles had played football The beast was dead. Edgar stooped and caught her up, blood leaping from her throat, while Ninon, shriek upon shriek rising in torment, rushed to rouse the people of the restaurant. “ Oh, my brother,” gasped the girl. “ Could you not under…
…desert. The wanderer must find the palms ; The dweller is at ease. My heart is a young gazelle Leaping with love toward my husband. He is black-bearded and bold and magnificent. Even on the mom of the wedding he rode forth Against the infidel. He is so strong and brave: God must look favourably upon him, Bidding him return a conqueror To the flower of his garden That awaits his hand to pluck. [During the last part of the song SIR RINALDO DE LA CHAPELLE, 864107/?;>וof the Knights Templum-, has entered L. Quid/y, dzsmouuted, tethered his pet/fee}; to…
…nfidel swine Lack our spirit divine ; Their crazy old prophet prohibits them wine! Drink, every knight! God and my right! We’ll drive the black dogs to their kennels to-nightl SIR JAMES. Peace to thy ribaldry! Here comes the Preceptor. To saddle! JOCELYN. Why cannot he ride with us, as a good knight and gay? SIR JAMES. Who poises in his mind the destinies of Christendom needs not in his ear thy fool's prattle, or thy fool’s face at his elbow. Though he have seen but five-and- twenty summers he is wiser than many a greybeardl See, even afar, how w…
…! men my friends What fury sends This folly to intoxicate your hearts Ρ Dread air disparts Your vital ways from these unsavoury follies; Black melancholies Sit straddled on your bended backs. The throne Of the unknown 15 fit for children. We are too well ware How vain is prayer, How nought is great, since all is immanent The vast content Of all the universe unalterabler We know too well How no one thing abides awhile at all, How all things fall, Fall from their seat, the lamentable place, Before their face, Weary and pass and are no more. So we,…