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… | (Who see the hand) what brain must know—and care? What wisdom formed the racers, find a goal? Careless and confident, let us love on. Life, one or many, rises from a seed, Sprouts, blooms, bears fruit, and then is gone—is gone. Let go the future, ominous and vast! Loose the bound mind from the unavailing past! Live, love for ever, now, in every deed! ol
…, line, colour, all we symbolise by womanhood. Hence the grotesque obscenity in nowise suggested Jewry; but gave a wholesome reaction of life and youth against artificiality and money-lust. As it chanced, there was nobody of importance in the “Lapin.” Frédéric, with his hearty voice and his virile roll, more of a dance than a walk, easily dominated the company. Yet there was at least one really remarkable figure in the pleasant gloom of the little cabaret. A man sat there, timid, pathetic, one would say a man often rebuffed. He was nigh seventy…
…, line, colour, all we symbolise by womanhood. Hence the grotesque obscenity in nowise suggested Jewry; but gave a wholesome reaction of life and youth against artificiality and money-lust. As it chanced, there was nobody of importance in the “Lapin.” Frédéric, with his hearty voice and his virile roll, more of a dance than a walk, easily dominated the company. Yet there was at least one really remarkable figure in the pleasant gloom of the little cabaret. A man sat there, timid, pathetic, one would say a man often rebuffed. He was nigh seventy…
…table place, Before their face, Weary and pass and are no more. So we, Since hope must be, Look to the future, to the chance minute That life may shoot Some flower at least to blossom in the night, Since vital light Is sure to fail us on the hideous way. What ? Must we pray ? Verily, O thou littlest babe, too weak To stir or speak, Capable hardly of a thought, yet seed Of word and deed ? To thine assured fruition we may trust This weary dust. We who are old, and palsied, (and so wise !) Lift up our eyes To little children, as the storm-tossed b…
…e untrodden by-ways of speculation; our highest soarings are still in an atmosphere which feels heavy with the reek and damp of ordinary life. We fail to account for those storm-wrapped peaks of sub- limity which hover over the path of Oriental story, or those beauties which, like rivers of Paradise, make music beside it. We are all of us taught to say, “ The children of the East live under a sunnier sky than their Western brethren: they are the vefositors of centuries of tradition ; their semi-civilised imagination is unbound by the fetters of…
…e untrodden by-ways of speculation; our highest soarings are still in an atmosphere which feels heavy with the reek and damp of ordinary life. We fail to account for those storm-wrapped peaks of sub- limity which hover over the path of Oriental story, or those beauties which, like rivers of Paradise, make music beside it. We are all of us taught to say, “ The children of the East live under a sunnier sky than their Western brethren: they are the vefositors of centuries of tradition ; their semi-civilised imagination is unbound by the fetters of…
…; To glut thine almond member in the podex of thine El Qahar. 1. Riddle. In the Persian are perhaps concealed some details of the Poet’s life and amours. 2. Azrael — angel of death ; Israfel — of the last Judgement, bear respectively a sword and a trum- pet. We have taken Azrael though modern Per- sians usually (Not the text here. Ed.) call him Abu Yahya [Persian text] “ Father John.” Some ignorant Persians confuse him with Ezekiel ! Result : “ to sup with Father John ” means either to eat dirt, i.e. (apologize) or “ to die.” Hence an offended …
… and the Rose is mine, is mine! The Rose is mine! O Rose! O secret Rose! XVI THE SILVER CRESCENT In the little cleft of the rocks whence life first sprang To birth, by the secret, shadowy, molten sea, Where Aphrodite sprang to greet the sun, Low voices murmur: shadowy Underworld In the void of time, light song of Erebus On the lips of a courtesan of Rome, ah! list! A wandering singer caught the light o’ the stars On his lips, and the sun-dawn of the world in his heart. For I that dwelt within the city of Time Was lost in a cloudy dawn; the silk…
… and the Rose is mine, is mine! The Rose is mine! O Rose! O secret Rose! XVI THE SILVER CRESCENT In the little cleft of the rocks whence life first sprang To birth, by the secret, shadowy, molten sea, Where Aphrodite sprang to greet the sun, Low voices murmur: shadowy Underworld In the void of time, light song of Erebus On the lips of a courtesan of Rome, ah! list! A wandering singer caught the light o’ the stars On his lips, and the sun-dawn of the world in his heart. For I that dwelt within the city of Time Was lost in a cloudy dawn; the silk…
…a, the Lord of the New Aeon, in his manifestation to the race of men as the Sun spiritual, moral, and physical. He is the Lord of Light, Life, Liberty and Love. This Aeon has for its purpose the complete emanci‐ pation of the human race. The rose represents the flowering of the solar influence. Around the whole picture we see the signs of the Zodiac in their normal position, Aries rising in the East, and so on. Free‐ dom brings sanity. The Zodiac is a kind of childish representation of the body of Nuith, a dif‐ ferentiation and classification, …
…confront the Pyramid, if thou art established as a Sphinx. For It also hath the foursquare Base of Law, and the Four Triangles of Light, Life, Love and Liberty for its Sides, that meet in a Point of Perfection that is Hadith, poised to the Kiss of Nuith. But in this Pyramid there is no Difference of Form between the Sides, as it is in thy Sphinx, for these are wholly One, save in Direction. Thou art then an Harmony of the Four by Right of thy Attainment of Adeptship, the Crown of thy Manhood, but not an Identity, as in Godhead. Therefore may it…
…nd on these rocky roads Comes no deep perfume of her hair light- braided. Alas! I listen ! and no breath Assures the walls of death That life remembers, that their hate is quelled. My ears, my scent avail. me nought; My slavish eyes are bought By the command wherewith I am compelled, Alas ! my heart sinks momently. Fear steals and misery. From faith in faith of Hell my thoughts dis- sever. Yet, O my heart! abide, endure! Seek not by sight to assure, Or she is lost to thee and lost for ever ! Now breathes the night-air o’er the deep, And limb-di…
…17, 12.0. 12.40. 1.14. JOHN ST. JOHN to the bottom; how limpid, how lucid is its glimmer Only from above, from the overshadowing Tree of Life, whose leaves glisten and quiver in the shining wind of the Spirit, drops ever and anon, self—luminous, the Dew of Immortality. Many and wonderful also were the Visions and powers offered unto me in this hour; but I refused them all; for being in my Lord and He in me, there is no need of these toys. The pose over. On this second sitting, practically no thoughts arose at all to cloud the Sun; but a curious…
…eneath reflects Above !) You owe your lord respect, obedience, and love. [To MORTADELLO.] As Christ delights in Her for whom He gave His life, So cherish and defend and pleasure in your wife. Now, if in Heaven indeed be made and sealed a match MORTADELLO. Must this dull fool prate on till doomsday ? Come, dispatch ! THE BISHOP. Indeed, my lord, the day is passing hot. God sain And bless this union with fair auspices. Amen. [The ceremony proceeds. When the candles should be given to the betrothed, MORTADELLO disdainfully waves it aside, and his…
…g One.) It is time to break off for a moment from the Diary to ask the reader to remark how extraordinarily full is this passage of P.'s life. The scene opens on the slopes of Kangchenjanga with the death of five men. It continues with a jungle inhabited by savages, naked, armed with bows and arrows, ignorant even of any language containing so many as three C2 35
…g One.) It is time to break off for a moment from the Diary to ask the reader to remark how extraordinarily full is this passage of P.'s life. The scene opens on the slopes of Kangchenjanga with the death of five men. It continues with a jungle inhabited by savages, naked, armed with bows and arrows, ignorant even of any language containing so many as three C2 35
…h nothing; the mind profiteth nothing; that which is un- known to you and above these, while firmly based upon their equilibrium, giveth life. 2. In all systems of religion is to be found a system of Initiation, which may be defined as the process by which a man comes to learn that unknown Crown. 3. Though none can communicate either the knowledge or the power to achieve this, which we may call the Great Work, it is yet possible for initiates to guide others. 4. Every man must overcome his own obstacles, expose his own illusions. Yet others may…
A Heroin Heroine 75 Utopians to make life a pleasant routine always arouse subconscious revolt in the spirit of man. It was the progressive prosperity of the Victorian age that caused the Great War. It was the reaction of the schoolboy against the abolition of adventure. This curious condition of mind possessed an eternal quality; the stream of thoughts flowed through my brain like a vast irresistible river. I felt that nothing could ever stop it, or even change the current in any important respect. My consciousness had something of the quality…
… What were not my horror and amazement when, returning to my house, the first object which caught my sight was my good little friend, my lifes merry companion, hanging from the panel of the wardrobe! He feet almost touched the floor; a chair which he had doubt- less kicked away was overturned beside him; his head was convulsively crooked over one shoulder; his blood-suffused face, and his eyes, wide open, with affrightening fixity, made me think at the first moment that he was alive. To take him down was not so easy a task as you might think; …
…ould draw more sighs from them than the ecstasies of the most frenzied love would draw from the breast of my mis- tress. After a year of life together she admitted to me that she had never known what pleasure was. I became disgusted with the unequal con- test, and this incomparable girl got married. Later, the fancy took me to see her again, and she said, presenting to me six fine children, Ah well, my dear, the wife is still as virgin as your mistress was. In her nothing had changed. Sometime I regret her; I ought to have married her. The o…