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Aleister Crowley . II. The Virgin lies at Bethlehem . (Bring gold and frankincense and myrrh !) The root of David shoots a stem . (O Holy Spirit , shadow Her !) She lies alone amid the kine. (Bring gold and frankincense and myrrh !) The straw is fragrant as with wine . (O Holy Spirit , shadow Her !) There are three kings upon the road . (Bring gold and frankincense and myrrh !) She hath thrice blessed the Name of God . (O Holy Spirit, shadow Her !) There stands her star above the sky, (Bring gold and frankincense and myrrh !) She hath thrice bl…
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…ar of your lips, - The bales of splendour in your eyes , And I will leave the deep -sea ships Their meaner merchandise . Give me the red gold of your hair , The ivory of your white hands , And I will sign a truce and swear To pillage no man 's lands. Give me the tempests of your love , The love -dark lightning of your smile , And I will seek no treasure -trove Buried in South Sea isle. The high seas of your heart shall be A new , more splendid Spanish Main ; Thereon will I set sail : for me Not gold , but greater gain . 90
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…ight, Back to the world 's impulsive dawn When first Atlantis knew the light. Great Cities of the men of old , I saw them all in fire of gold . There , many a climbing minaret Lay mirrored in the dreaming sea With strangely precious carvings set In chrysoprase and ebony , And metals , wrought in fashions fair Of filagree as light as air . The streets were full of cheerful noise ; Princes and burghers passed me by , And grave philosophers , and boys , And maidens with reluctant eye . And every robe was brightly kissed With green , and gold , and…
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…attle story ? What need among the whitened ash Of old far - winnowed glory ? They call me not to birth - bed throes ; Invoke me not with gold and rose ; The summer wanes , the summer grows , They call me not from fire or snows . I linger by the cottage - door When twilight sings of sorrow ; I Ait around the gorse - strewn moor , And all the gold I borrow . But in mine eyes my doom is set , Yea ! in their golden - glooming fret Is woven the divine regret , And ah ! my birth - time is not yet . 150
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…e . On the last Bridal step when the moon was on the river - Purple dark , with white stars, shining through above The Princess took her gold crown and cast it off for ever , Because for her gold crown she had slain her love . Forth from the thousand steps on the gleaming water , Leaving Death and Age in the Kingdom of Faerie , Sailed the page , the peacocks , and the King 's White Daughter , Silent through the wild swans asleep upon the sea . 203
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A . V . Ratcliffe . BARDEN TOWERS . DARDEN TOWERS in a mist of rain , D The trees all green and yellow and gold , A wistful gloom on the hills of pain , And a tale of sadness told . She was sweet and he was fair , He was stirring and hale and glad , She was proud of her handsome lad , And he of her wide gold hair . He was merely a yokel lad , But his heart was a passionate rising fire , And his hallo along the rolling wold Was a sound to make the sun aspire , And the summer mend and hold . But a gallant sergeant came at length . He spoke to her…
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… hot, And what of his lips so mad ? " “ What of the fate of my lad whose song Was all for love , and for joy of love ; Whose vows in the gold of my hair were wove , As his nesting arms grew sweet and strong , And the starlight swam above ? " Nay , lovely lass , with thy proud gold hair , Nay , lovely lass , so love forlorn , Who standest with thy heart shred - torn , And lean ' st thy gaze on the grim hills there ; The sad grim hills of morn . Nay , lovely lass ,' tis well ,' tis well , Upon the third wan winter 's noon , That thou goest listle…
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…with his heart that once was glad , And his mad red lips are cold . Barden Towers in a mist of rain , The trees all green and yellow and gold , A wistful gloom on the hills of pain And a tale of sadness told . 165
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…ce . Your silver hinges now revolve , Your snowy citadels unfold , And , lest their pride too soon dissolve , Buckle them with a belt of gold . O sprawling domes, 0 tottering towers, O frail steel tissue of the sun What ! Have ye numbered all your hours And is your empire all foredone ? ON AN AMORPHOUS BLUE VASE , WITH FLOWERS , ETC ., ON IT . A PORCELAIN sky And even the winds are blue with thunder ; And the high shadows nerve themselves in wonder Whether they float or fly . What sea - swept star , What planet , torn but insolent , Has built t…
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…n haze of dusk shines softly through The dripping trees, and the damp meadows seem A plateau as of lost desire , a dream That melts from gold to gray : a soft breeze blew Across the brow of waking night, and dew Re-bathes the earth that grows a fading gleam . The sleepy river ripples , ripples ever Betwixt the old brown wall and meadows trim ; The tideless song of Never , Never , Never Lulls the wet woods , and ever growing dim The fields are grey with mist , and slip away Into the darkness with the dying day . 147
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…restless dead . THE MAD MAGICIAN . BUILT a palace , high up in air, Tower and gallery , hall and stair . 1 Marble I wrought in, iron and gold . Ever and ever this house will hold . When I had made it fair and strong I set it drifting the wind along While I went seeking by hall and stair , Sure of finding my darling there . 185
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… at the time of the low sun, And I shall look across the valleys that I have known And shall see the hills that are against me bathed in gold light. And I shall be glad of life, and that the time has come when I may know her whom I have so long desired . And when the sun is no more , my body shall be blown to the four corners of the earth . But I shall be free to mingle with her whom I love . I shall be one for ever with the uttermost parts of the dim constellations .
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…ns , To lands of glittering rain , To fields beneath low - clouded skies New - widowed of their grain , And Autumn leaves like blood and gold That strew a Gloucester lane . Oh well I know sweet Hellas now , And well I knew it then , When I with starry lads walked out But ah, for home again ! Was I not bred in Gloucestershire , One of the Englishmen ! 86
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…OKE . IN EXAMINATION . TO ! From quiet skies L In through the window my Lord the Sun ! And my eyes Were dazzled and drunk with the misty gold , The golden glory that drowned and crowned me Eddied and swayed through the room . . . Around me, To left and to right , Hunched figures and old , Dull blear -eyed scribbling fools, grew fair , Ringed round and haloed with holy light. Flame lit on their hair , And their burning eyes grew young and wise , Each as a God , or King of Kings , White robed and bright ( Still scribbling all ); And a full tumult…
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… crimson throats or cavities Cupped with sea- blue, and sunset dahlias, And sun -flowers round whose fulgent discs are curled Tongues of gold flame, like an ethereal blaze That forged the substance of the teeming world ." They brought him jewels from the treasuries And poured them forth before him ,- sapphires blue As southern nights , rubies , chalcedonies , And fiery opals . Slaves in order due
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…y ends I say when I have said , Yasmin . The morning light is clear and cold : I dare not in that light behold A whiter light , a deeper gold , a glory too far shed , Yasmin . But when the deep red eye of day is level with the lone highway And some to Meccah turn to pray , and I toward thy bed , Yasmin ; Or when the wind beneath the moon is drifting like Or when coul aswood tas talk 1 And harping Planets talk love 's tune with milky wings outspread , Yasmin ; Give me thy love , O burning bright ! For one night or the other night Will come the G…
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Aleister Crowley . Lap all the mist with orange and red gold , Throw some lank windmill into iron shade , And stir the chill canal with manifold Rays of clear morning ; never grow afraid When he dips down beyond the far , flat land , Know never more the day and night apart , Know not where frost has laid his iron hand Save only that it fastens on my heart ; Save only that it grips with icy fire These veins no fire of hell could satiate ; Save only that it quenches this desire . Let me pass out beyond the city gate . THE ROSICRUCIAN . SEE the ce…
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… ; No man hath noted in my brain The knowledge of my mystic spouse . I watch the centuries wax and wane. Poor , in the kingdom of strong gold , My power is swift and uncontrolled . Simple , amid the maze of lies ; A child , among the cruel old , I plot their stealthy destinies . So patient , in the breathless strife ; So silent , under scourge and knife ; So tranquil , in the surge of things ; I bring them , from the well of Life , Love , from celestial water - springs . From the shrill fountain - head of God I draw out water with the rod Made …
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…ion The fair long lines , and make it sharp with passion And send it down among us for a sword . - A blade of steel with hilts of subtle gold , A sword between two lilies , a sword unsheathed Swung among snowflakes, sweet , hard , tender , cold . Oh fair and straight, in a furnace of delight With naked love to blow the flames , they wrought Your beauty of dreams enored in summer night , Sharp flashes of song, and poets' molten thought , And golden ornaments of prodigal spring , And cool in tears they tempered the lovely thing , A cruelty , a wo…
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…at holy land ? The chestnuts shade , in reverend dream , The yet unacademic stream ? Is dawn a secret shy and cold Anadyomene , silver - gold ? And sunset still a golden sea From Haslingfield to Madingley ? And after , ere the night is born , Do hares come out about the corn ? Oh , is the water sweet and cool 29