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Page 105 of 2031913 · PDF PAGE 151
… crimson cap of maintenance, which falls to the shoulders. Instead of this, the Ateph Crown of Thoth is sometimes worn; for Thoth is the God of Truth, of Wisdom, and the Teacher of Magick. The Ateph Crown has two ram's horns, showing energy, dominion, the force that breaks down obstacles, the sign of the spring. Between these horns is the disk of the sun; from this springs a Lotus upheld by the twin plumes of truth, and three other sun-disks are upheld, one by the cup of the lotus, the others beneath the curving feathers. There is still another…
1905 · PDF PAGE 167
…ison! O my soul Is torn with pangs more horrible than hell, Scorching the very marrow of my bones, Corrupting me—corrupting me, I say— O God! is any safety at Thy feet? Be silent, O be silent for awhile, And I will shrivel up thy wretched ears, Give thee to curse the hour that saw thee first, To curse thy parents and thine own young head. May God forbid that thou should rail on Him! Leave me a little to my torment yet, That I may quell the host of devil forms That eat my soul up, many torturing, And one—ah ! one accursed beyond all—- Soothing! …
1901 · PDF PAGE 25
…n my soul, inured to contemplate The dreadful, the perverse design of Fate, In many stories never meant to win Applause of mortals or of gods, but made To choke man’s spirit in its shade, And make him, in his pride and happiness, — In virtue’s mantle and love’s seemly dress, Immeasurably afraid. The hour is on them—let its weight express All blood, ali life, from the disastrous grape! In. God, in mercy, there is no escape, No anchor for distress. The hour strikes mournfully upon the bell Of the most awful precipice That merges hell in hell. The…
1907 · PDF PAGE 19
…bride Thou art sufficient to redeem the world. XIV ! IS the secret of the starry deep Nothing but pain and pleasure, grief and joy ? Is God a wanton boy To play with us so bitter cheap By such a jewelled light ? Be thine the power, Rose of the Stars, in this thy tortured hour When the wee lips that clung to thee are cold, To give the world a light of other gold From that men hoard, from that the suns afford In their implacable cars As they roll on impassive ; bid thy Lord (O Rose, Rose of the Stars !) And slave make known thy beauty and thy pa…
1910 · PDF PAGE 51
THE GARDEN OF JANUS 41 And that which inward did for ever tend Came at the last to have come out ; And I who had the World and God to friend Found all three foes ! Drowned in that sea of changes, vacancies, and woes ! XXI Yet all that Sea was swallowed up therein ; So they were not, and it was not. As who should sweat his soul out through the skin And find (sad fool !) he had begot All that without him that he had left in And in himself All he had taken out thereof, a mocking elf ! XXII But now that all was gone, great Pan appeared. Him then I …
1912 · PDF PAGE 51
…all be tended. ALESSANDRO. Well. No ! take my shirt. Staunch the dear breast ! MORTADELLO. A miracle It missed her heart. Give thanks to God, young sir. A PHYSICIAN, entering hastily, L PHYSICIAN. Make way ! Alls well. My art can save her. ALESSANDRO. Sure ? PHYSICIAN. If skill can say ! See ! theres no dirt or venom on the dagger-blade ; A simple hurt five days will cure. Be not afraid. MORTADELLO. Begone then. Nows the hour when Morta- dello strikes. To the summit of his power, whose high-pooped galleon rides An inviolable tower on the tor…
1913 · PDF PAGE 100
… kiss with symphonies Hushed to lowlier lullabies| 2nd Semi-chorus. Brethren, was the battle long? All’s assuaged for evensong. Here the God is in his shrine: Here the golden Bough divine; Here the dove incarnadinel! 1st Semi-chorus. Dream shall hint what manifold Mystery our life may hold. 2nd Semé-chorus. Dreamless sleep shall arm the fray Fated for the future day. JOANNA [Within]. Here is corn! juLia [Within]. Here is wine! joun [Within]. Life reborn! O deed divine! [4 pause.} Till the morn I close the shrine. 60
1913 · PDF PAGE 100
… kiss with symphonies Hushed to lowlier lullabies| 2nd Semi-chorus. Brethren, was the battle long? All’s assuaged for evensong. Here the God is in his shrine: Here the golden Bough divine; Here the dove incarnadinel! 1st Semi-chorus. Dream shall hint what manifold Mystery our life may hold. 2nd Semé-chorus. Dreamless sleep shall arm the fray Fated for the future day. JOANNA [Within]. Here is corn! juLia [Within]. Here is wine! joun [Within]. Life reborn! O deed divine! [4 pause.} Till the morn I close the shrine. 60
1904 · PDF PAGE 106
… a m aster-idea. We have dismissed infinity as the figment of a morbid mathematic: but in any case the same disproof applies to it as to God.—A.C. 3 Hail unto Thee, the Blessed One, the Perfect One, the Enlightened One! antitheses of noum enon and phenomenon, unity and multiplicity, and their kind, are all reconciled, and the only question that re- mains is that of finding the most satisfactory means of attaining Nirvana—extinction of all that exists, knows, or feels; extinction final and com plete, utter and absolute ex- tinction. For by these…
1905 · PDF PAGE 260
… to the starry throne : That if man lack not purpose, but succeed, Reaching in very deed Impersonal existence ;—Lo! Man is made one with God, an equal soul. For he shall know The harmony, the oneness of the Whole. This task Vain, The Star of the Unconquered This was my purpose. Ah vain! Will Centred its vehemence and light, to stain In one successful strain The stainless sphere of the unchangeable, With its own passionate, desperate breath Ever confronting the dark gate of Death. I passed that gate! O pitiful! The same Mystery holds me, and the…
1907 · PDF PAGE 124
…ows, Simple and sacred, with no thought of sin, Yet born to trouble us, to fascinate. Here we are, back i’ th’ springtime of the earth ; God above man; and above God, dire fate. Ancient cosmogony of peace and mirth ! Careless, we careless, do invoke thy rime Of the ancient rapture of the olden time.
1929 · PDF PAGE 399
… ends equally in death. Help is sought from behind the veil where, as has been supposed, is a shrine upon whose altar dwells the unknown god. But the veil is rent, all is empty, and the chief officer declares, "Alas, there is no god!" An invocation is made that god may appear and the veil is rent from within. A figure is standing on the altar and he recites the paraphrase of one of Bradlaugh's sermons made by James Thomson in The City of Dreadful Night, "O melancholy brothers, dark, dark, dark." This superb dirge ends: But if you would not this…
1929 · PDF PAGE 198
…skylarks. At last the way was clear! The pine-woods on the left; the ant-hills on the right; straight through the surf to the heathery pagoda where the chubby clergyman and the Old Lady had already arrived, and were busy worshipping the Chinese God. Of course! It was Cyril, with Brother Onofrio [279] and Sister Clara all the time — how stupid she had been! But for all that the toads were a nuisance with their eternal chatter and laughter; and they wore their jewels much too conspicuously and profusely. And then she perceived that Cyril and his …
1996 · PDF PAGE 297
…an 24 faith 118 fate, and free will 77 feasts 124 Fool 29,30 AtuO 29,30,183 formula: 38,59.92,186 0=2 23,30,34,41.63,88.94.105.189 Dying God 47 l.v.x. 134 of sexual magick 116,124.134,135 of the ?Eon of Horus 31,47,91 France 37,43,117 Frazer, J.G., Sir, The Golden Bough 30 freedom 37.39.85.115,130,132,149, 182,185 of women 174-177 sexual 42-44,58-61,68 Freemasonry 48 Freud, Sigmund 19,31,55.147,163 Galahad 63 Geburah 152 genius 56,70,142,149.179 geometry 25,38.106 non-Euclidean 187 Germany 37,43 Gilbert and Sullivan 57 Gnostic Mass 84 God 26.32…
1899 · PDF PAGE 42
20 JEPHTHAH. Wherefore our tribute to thy feet we bring ; Conquer our foes, and reign our king! JEPHTHAH. | . Ye have no king but God: see ye to that! ELEAZAR. — _ Behold, these people are as children, hiding Thoughts beautiful and true in profuse words, Not meaning all the lofty flight that fancy And the strong urgement of a tune discover. Be thou our judge, as Joshua long ago. JEPHTHAH. Swear by the Name unspoken that the truth Flashes between the lips that tremble thus! Ye love me not; ye fear me; ye might thrust Some petty obstacle before m…
1901 · PDF PAGE 21
…her in imagination The ship—the wreck! And yet I stand at last Secure in my unselfish love to them, Repaid in mine own currency. I trust God hath made smooth the road beneath the hearse Of my forgetful age. All must be well. SPIRIT OF TRAGEDY. Mortals never learn from stories How catastrophe becomes; How above the victor’s glories In the trumpets and the drums, And the cry of millions “ Master !”’ Looms the shadow of disaster. Every hour a man hath said ‘‘That at least is scotched and dead.” Some one circumstance: “At last That, and its effects…
1901 · PDF PAGE 68
…o the sacred fountains draw Essences of dim being, mated With lofty substance uncreated, Concluding the full period That makes all being God. PACHAD (desguised in the mask of a lion). I lift the censer. Hail, immortal queen, From the vast hall of death! Dead Horus cries Towards the dawn. Bid me awake, O mother! O mother! from the darkness of the tomb, That live Osiris may cry back to thee, O spouse! O sister! from the halls of life, The profound lake, the immeasurable depth, The sea of the three Loves! O mother, mother! Isis, the voice that eve…
1901 · PDF PAGE 123
…ss. Oh! the dreadful light that lustred The main event. Ay! the wild whirlings in the woodland reaches; The ghastly smile upon the Stone God’s lip; The rigid tremors, anguish that beseeches From eye to eye fresh fervours of the whip ; The mounded moss below the swaying beeches— Kiss me and clip! Why! the old madness grows !—how feebly lying Smooth by this bay where waves are tender flowers. Winds, soft as the old kisses were, are sighing. Clouds drift across the sun for silken bowers. The moon is up—an hastening nymph! I, dying, Await the Hours…
1904 · PDF PAGE 127
…love ! My mouth the po. When Celia pisses. The silky stream is hot : it hisses Between the farts that mumble slow Out of the sticky bum. God misses A lot of fun. He doth not know How urine lubricateth kisses. My cock doth stand : my spunk doth flow When Celia pisses. V When Celia tucks, my giant tool Goes in and out with mighty clucks : My works cut out, sir, as a rule When Celia fucks. Worn by prolonged attempts on ducks, Weary of goats and boys, I school With rods the unwilling slave : it plucks [129]
1905 · PDF PAGE 19
…ical Lord ; And every rhyme tingles and shakes in me The filaments of the great web of Love. O Rose all roses far above In the garden of Gods roses, Sorrowless, thornless, passionate Rose, that lies Full in the flood of its own sympathies And makes my life one tune that curls and closes On its own self delight ; A circle, never a line ! Safe from all wind, Secure in its own pleasure-house confined, Sure lord of its own rapture, deaf and blind To aught but its own mastery of song