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BALLADE OF THE NEW HUMOUR WHEN you at ninety paces Fill up a snipe with shot, Find dons with pretty faces, “ New” dramas with a plot, Find money on a Scot, Find beauty in a bloomer— We'll read your little lot And label it as humour. You think to break our braces With hidden jokes and hot ; Kick over manners’ traces, Reins tangle in the knot Of Boredom—Never trot Your spavined mare, but groom her! You snigger at a sot, And label him as humour. Some pseudo-bloods at races, Some scholar’s polyglot, Some torpid Don’s grimaces, Some spouting Hottent…
1910 · PDF PAGE 110
…s then her rosy door, Peeps out. Nobody ! And where shall I Skip to ? Dora, diving daintily, Creeps out. To the woodland ! Shall I find Crowtoe, Violet, jessamine ! Ill bind Garlands. Fancy I m a princess. Where Go to ? Persia, China, Finisterre ? Far lands ! Pity Dora ! Only one Daisy Did she find. The sulking sun Slept still. Dora stamped her foot. Aurora Lazy
1907 · PDF PAGE 274
…ection between sorrow and desire , as we have seen , is vividly described by Crowley in many of his poems . In “ The Nameless Quest ” we find the yearn ing “ For One beyond all song .” 1 In “ The Triumph of Man ” we again find the same idea crystallized , but in “ The Ultimate Voyage ,” the aspirant , on his spiritual journey towards the Supreme Knowledge , at one point on his journey all but attains Nirvana . In many other poems do we find this idea of Nir vana . In “ Why Jesus Wept ” we have : Thy flower - life is shed Into eternity , A wavel…
1908 · PDF PAGE 45
AMPHORA XII NDER the shade of flowering trees We kneel (Thine ardent devotees) And in Thy mercy find our ease. Beside the pleasant streams we move, Our thoughts concentrated on the above, And find our joyance in Thy love. When Death’s cold stream runs black and chill, And yew and cypress haunt the hill, Be Thou our love and comfort still. Receive us (by Thy Motherhood) By deathless stream and fadeless wood In Thy celestial solitude. Amen. U 38
1911 · PDF PAGE 1
…; Opens then her rosy door, Peeps out. ‘Nobody! And where shall I Skip to?’ Dora, diving daintily, Creeps out. ‘To the woodland! Shall I find Crowtoe, Violet, jessamine! I'll bind Garlands Fancy I'm a princess. Where Go to? Persia, China, Finistere? Far lands!’ Pity Dora! Only one Daisy Did she find. The sulking sun Slept still. Dora stamped her foot. Aurora Lazy Stirred not. Hush! A footstep. Dora Kept still.
1911 · PDF PAGE 45
AMPHORA XII NDER the shade of flowering trees We kneel (Thine ardent devotees) And in Thy mercy find our ease. Beside the pleasant streams we move, Our thoughts concentrated on the above, And find our joyance in Thy love. When Death’s cold stream runs black and chill, And yew and cypress haunt the hill, Be Thou our love and comfort still. Receive us (by Thy Motherhood) By deathless stream and fadeless wood In Thy celestial solitude. Amen. U 38
1910 · PDF PAGE 41
XXXVI PREFACE. formal or informal pledged to the guardianship of mankind. With this postulate the way is clear. In the prologue we find innocence : Pagan love, Pagan music, Pagan mysticism, and we find the Sabbatarians pretty sick about it, like the fox that lost his tail. We next find Alexander, one of the guardians, anxious about humanity. He is not squeamish about a little blood, his own or another’s, and he discovers the plot. Next we find the dove achieving his foul purpose, not on a pure laughing Pagan girl, but on a furtive lecherous gir…
1906 · PDF PAGE 56
DIOGENES. ‘* ALL things are good,” exclaimed the boy. Who taste the sweetmeat find it cloy. ‘* All things are ill,” the dotard sang. Who stir the serpent feel the fang. ‘*All is a dream!” the wise man spake. Who grasp the bubble find it break. Aye, to all three the saga saith: There is no joy in life but death. There is this limit set to lust: Ashes to ashes, dust to dust. O fools and blind that sickly strive To amass, to glut yourselves, to swive, 46
1902 · PDF PAGE 123
…rkness 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 as Hell I plunged the soul ; by all blind Heaven unbound The spirit, freed, pierced through the maze profound, And knew Itself, an eagle for a dove. So in one man the height and deep of love Joined, in two states alternate (even so Are life and death)—shall one unite the two, My long impulsive strife ? Did I find life ? The real life—to know The ways of God. Alas ! I never …
1905 · PDF PAGE 143
I38 DHAMMAPADA “ Me he abused and me he beat, he robbed me, he defeated me.” In whom such thoughts no harbourage may find, will hatred cease to be. “ The state of hate doth not abate by hate in any clime or time, But hate will cease if love increase,” so smoothly runs the ancient rhyme. (I have imitated the punning of the Pali by the repeated rhymes, which further gives the flavor of the Old English proverbial saw.) The truth that “ here we all must die ” those others do not comprehend ; But some perceiving it, for them all discords find an utt…
1910 · PDF PAGE 75
22 THE WORLD’S TRAGEDY. I have magnificent And sublime and noble scheme. Listen ! I will find a woman — THE VULTURE Oh ! you dirty-minded rascal ! THE DOVE Wait a moment — I will do it. Find a virgin — if I can, And on her beget this lambkin In the image of a man. THE VULTURE That seems complicated, pigeon. We’ve the lamb begotten here. THE DOVE Yes, I know ; it seems absurd ; But in practice I am certain It will work out splendidly. THE VULTURE Well, proceed !
1905 · PDF PAGE 20
…e angry sunset, Murk is the even grey, Heavy the clouds that hover Over our Hell to-day. “ Say, in our dark Gomorrah, Lord, can an angel find Fifty, but fifty, righteous— Body—I say not Mind.” Sadly the angel turneth— “ Stay, ere thou fleest, stay ; Canst thou not find me twenty ? ” “ Nay ” is the answer, “ nay.” “ Are there not ten, bright spirit, Hidden, nor quickly seen, Somewhere in Hell’s dark alleys, Somewhere in Walham Green ? “ Speak, for I see thy forehead Sadden in dark denial, Is there not one that standeth Tempter and longsome trial…
1922 · PDF PAGE 337
…t Telepylus 323 really such a revolutionary reversal of what seems obvious. But I’ve been through it myself, and the plain fact is this: finding ourselves here with so much more time on our hands than we ever had in our lives, we get desperate. In a big city, if we're bored, we simply look around for some diversion, and there are plenty of them. But here, there’s no alleviation or the possibility of it. We must either go under completely or decide to swim. Hlere’s another case where the Big Lion, who must certainly be Satan himself, econo- mise…
1905 · PDF PAGE 142
…l that we are from mind results, on mind is founded, built of mind. Who acts or speaks with righteous thought, him happiness doth surely find. So failing not, the shadow falls for ever in its place assigned. “ Me he abused and me he beat, he robbed me, he defeated me.” In whom such thoughts find harbourage hatred will never cease to be. * An attempt to translate this noblest of the Buddhist books into the original metres. The task soon tired. 137
1898 · PDF PAGE 2
…mplate myself in that dim sphere Whose hollow centre I am standing at With burning eyes intent to penetrate The black circumference, and find out God.”
1925 · PDF PAGE 1
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1898 · PDF PAGE 114
Immaculate, new-born, toward the sky, And shall not die Until they cleave at last the lampless dome, And lose their tent because they find their home. 104
1898 · PDF PAGE 28
…m As he loves life, and victory, to content His army with their present brief success, Lest he pass by the barrier of our suffering, And find our wrath no broken sword, and find Despair more terrible than hope. Go now. A SOLDIER. We go, my lord, less readily to sleep Than if you bade us march. No man of us But stirs a little, I warrant, in his dreams, And reaches out for sword-hilt. All hail, Jephthah! SOLDIERS. Jephthah! a leader, a deliverer. Hail! [Exeunt Soldiers and Young Men.
1899 · PDF PAGE 46
…m As he loves life, and victory, to content His army with their present brief success, Lest he pass by the barrier of our suffering, And find our wrath no broken sword, and find Despair more terrible than hope. Go now. A SOLDIER. We go, my lord, less readily to sleep Than if you bade us march. No man of us But stirs a little, I warrant, in his dreams, And reaches out for sword-hilt. All hail, Jephthah! SOLDIERS. Jephthah! a leader, a deliverer. Hail! [Exeunt Soldiers and Young Men.
1907 · PDF PAGE 257
…ence , bending its course towards God in its own unutterable ideal . With burning eyes intent to penetrate The black circumference , and find out God . 3 In “ The Alchemist , ” or in that beautiful poem “ The Farewell of Paracelsus to Aprile .” “ Struggling in vain to what one hopes the best ." 4 We find this larger hope is here the keynote , as it is in so many of Crowley's poems ; to mention perhaps the most noted , we find this sacred flame flashing forth in " Aceldama ," “ Paracelsus ," " The Ultimate Voyage ," " The Name less Quest ," “ Th…