Oracles
…invades those rocks of night, Nor moon’s benignant might. And looking downward he beheld his folk Bound in no tyrant’s yoke ; Knowing no God, nor fearing any man ; Life’s enviable span
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…invades those rocks of night, Nor moon’s benignant might. And looking downward he beheld his folk Bound in no tyrant’s yoke ; Knowing no God, nor fearing any man ; Life’s enviable span
…accursèd and belovèd, that I am crouched this moment at thy feet, seeking in all thy being the reflection of that fearful Divinity, that god-mother pro- phetic, that poisonous nurse of all the mad- men-of-the-moon.
…erously wound ; One violet-crested mounded mole, Some blood-stain filtered from the soul ; The light and shadow shed between My soul and God from Messaline. And even as a dark and hidden Furnace roars out in woods forbidden, A sullen tide of molten steel Runs from deep furrows in the wheel ; So from afar one central heat Sends the loud pulse to fever beat ; So from one crown and heart of fire Spring the vast phantoms of desire, Impossible and epicene, Familiar souls of Messaline. And as, when thunder broods afar Imperial destinies of war, Men s…
…th famine and with pestilence, at last To reach a barren vengeance, and perchance An hundred of your thousands to return Victors—so best God speed us—and for worst Death round our cities horrible and vast, And rape and murder mocking at our ghosts ? A SOLDIER. Better they taunt our ghosts than us for cowards! Live through or die, I will have my sword speak plain
…ing of my life and crown of my desire, King of all death when lifes last lips expire ; Mine, in the straitest wedlock rightly wed, Till God be pleased to kindle us a pyre.
…ely her wings are rosy, and her feet Black as the wind of frost ; but oh ! her face ! Whoso may know it is no more a man, But walks with God, and sees the Lady sweet Whose body was the vehicle of grace. III. Eternal beauty in eternal truth, Isis ! And Thoth, the scribe of destiny, And Mary’s excellent virginity ! Ye are the witness of the ageless youth That crowns the sonnet. In your wondrous eyes Lie hidden all the secrets of the world, And as the lightning of your look is hurled So glean I something of life’s harmonies. Look then upon me ! Le…
…o roses and cream, And they cried, “ Let the queen live for ever ! ” They took her, with all of the flowers They had girded her with for God’s daughter ; They cast her from amorous bowers To the river, the horrible powers Of the Beast that lurks down by the Water !
…e that possible ; Will make you a true wife, and lead your hand. Or be led by you, in the pleasant path. For me, I enter not— Blessed be God !— In those dark problems that disturb your soul. Mine is the simple nature. Look at me ! TannhAuser. Lady pure, miracle of true love, 1 have a bitter word and harsh to say. This is my curse —no sooner do I speak, Or formulate my mind in iron words. That my mind grows, o'erleaps the limit set, And I perceive the truth that lies beyond— One further step into a new-fallen night. Hear then — I hate to hurt yo…
…horeland, one by one ; Forgetful kisses like a dream’s possess All the low-lying land, And, statelier than the swaying form Of some loud God, lifting the storm In his disastrous hand, Steps the sweet-voiced, the mellow motherhood Glad of the sun’s kiss, full of life, well wooed And won and brought to his bed, Proud of her rhythm in the lusty kiss, Triumphant and exulting in the mood Wherein her being is Crowned with a husband’s head, And left in solitude which is not solitude. She strides with mighty steps across the glade Laughing, her bosom s…
…uld not bear its cross ! I say that infinite loss is infinite loss, That tears are trivial, tears are happiness, That this blind ache is God’s last punishment For love ; that all things in that one thing shent Are damned, that had I loved her less I could have prated in some honeyed strain. Taking a subtle pleasure in my pain. It is my bulk, the mass of my intent, That makes the ruin abject. I had sung Some partial earthquake ; here the universe Crashes with one great curse, Whelming the singer and the song. My tongue Is palsied ; only this cha…
…owed mine head Upon the amber altar, And shed my life out there before ye all, Careless if I had summoned from the skies Some young true God, or spoiled the sacrifice, And were but dead as any man is dead ! So I have given up my inmost life Even unto you, sweet wife, Carelessyet conscious of the babe-stirred womb Of some dread Mother older than the Tomb, Wiser than Life, more pitiful than Death.
Rupert Brooke . KINDLINESS . W HEN love has changed to kindliness V Oh , love, our hungry lips , that press So tight that Time's an old god 's dream Nodding in heaven , and whisper stuff Seven million years were not enough To think on after , make it seem Less than the breath of children playing , A blasphemy scarce worth the saying , A sorry jest , “ When love has grown To kindliness — to kindliness !” . . . And yet — the best that either 's known Will change , and wither , and be less , At last , than comfort , or its own Remembrance . And wh…
…sonic grounds. The square of 6, this book being the ritual of the Hexagram. From TM blood, because blood is sacrificed, also because the God Adored is Horus, who gave 44 as his special number. See Eguinox V//, 376. The mystic number of Malkuth and of TM orna- ment; a number generally suitable to the subject of the book. wm Grace, a secret title of the Qabalah. See Sepher Sephiroth. See Sepher Sephiroth. The allusion is to the fact that this book forms an introduction to the series. A number of Mercury. The number of Adonai. The sum of the first…
…ip; she rights. jutian. Ah! Foulest of foul sights ! Here is the third and greatest villain. (He seizes the zvLv.) [To shrine] Saith Our God the manner of his death? Jovian. Black to green grows horror’s blank Sickening from the stinking soul ! The voice from the shrine. Cut his navel, flank to flank! Tear the bowels out; be the whole Burnt to ashes on the centre! Black oblivion blot him! Ban Every trace that might re-enter Any memory of man! [The sentence ts executed. The voice from the west. The mountains are all covered; the rain roars Now o…
…sonic grounds. The square of 6, this book being the ritual of the Hexagram. From TM blood, because blood is sacrificed, also because the God Adored is Horus, who gave 44 as his special number. See Eguinox V//, 376. The mystic number of Malkuth and of TM orna- ment; a number generally suitable to the subject of the book. wm Grace, a secret title of the Qabalah. See Sepher Sephiroth. See Sepher Sephiroth. The allusion is to the fact that this book forms an introduction to the series. A number of Mercury. The number of Adonai. The sum of the first…
…ip; she rights. jutian. Ah! Foulest of foul sights ! Here is the third and greatest villain. (He seizes the zvLv.) [To shrine] Saith Our God the manner of his death? Jovian. Black to green grows horror’s blank Sickening from the stinking soul ! The voice from the shrine. Cut his navel, flank to flank! Tear the bowels out; be the whole Burnt to ashes on the centre! Black oblivion blot him! Ban Every trace that might re-enter Any memory of man! [The sentence ts executed. The voice from the west. The mountains are all covered; the rain roars Now o…
…es woven for a breeze, And lips that scarcely move, Save as long ripples on the seas, That murmur like a dove. T saw the burning lips of God Set fast on Mary’s face, I saw the Christ, with fire shod, Walk through the holy place, And the lilies rosier where he trod Blushed for a little space. I saw myself, and still I sang With lips in clearer tune, Like to the nightingale’s that rang Through all those nights of June ; Such nights when stars in slumber hang Beneath the quiet moon. Still, in those avenues of light, No maid, with golden zone, And …
…e is conscious of his own incomprehensible calamity, and clumsily incapable of repairing it. Achieved, he is no less than the co-heir of gods, a Lord of Light. He is conscious of his own consecrated course, and confidently ready to run it. The Adeptus Minor needs little help or guidance even from his superiors in our Order. His work is to manifest the Beauty of the Order to the world, in the way that his superiors enjoin, and his genius dictates. To attain the Grade Adeptus Major, he must accomplish two tasks; the equilibration of himself, espe…
46 SONGS OF THE SPIRIT By these suppressed Desires my soul must flee, By heaven’s crest, I pray that secretly Toward God’s breast I draw, to find, maybe, Rest ! NIGHTFALL. THE seas that lap the sand Where lilies fill the land Are silent, while the moon ascends to span the curvéd leaves. The lordly stars arise With pity in their eyes So large and clear and wise, And angels yearn toward the world that wonders, wakes, and grieves. Sleep holds the hand of life, And, as a loving wife Moves not for fear the sufferer should wake before his hour, So sl…
…ligion there And duty may disturb me not at all ; Nor doubts, nor fear of death. I straddle on no haggard ghostly mare ; Yea, through my God, I have leapt o’er a wall ! (As poet David saith.)