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Page 115 of 1291905 · PDF PAGE 198
… poison. Let the spring Of love once dawn—all else hath little thank! Yet resolute I put my love away. It could not live in this.amazing day. Love is the lotus that is sickly sweet, That makes men drunken, and betrays their feet : Beauty, the sacred lotus: let me say The word, and make my purity complete. The whole is mine, and shall I keep a part ? O Beauty, I must see thee as thou art! Then on my withered gaze that Beauty grew— Rosy quintessence of alchemic dew ! The Self-informing Beauty! In my heart The many were united: and I knew. Smitten…
1906 · PDF PAGE 15
…m lips and soul from soul To new strange passions in unholy lands, Where love’s breath chars and scorches like a coal. So she is dead to-day—the sweet bells toll A lost, lost soul, a soul in Satan’s bands, A lost, lost soul ! ODE TO VENUS CALLIPYGE.! WHERE was light when thy body came Out of the womb of a perished prayer? Where was life when the sultry air, Hot with the lust of night and shame, | Brooded on dust, when thy shoulders bare Shone on the sea with a sudden flame Into all Time to abundant fame? Daughter of Lust by the foam of the sea!…
1907 · PDF PAGE 133
… rivers lave you n innermost lustral light. I lead you, lord of the maze, In the darkness free of the sun; In 5 ite of the spite that is day's, e are wed, we are wild, we are one! The palate which cannot appreciate such a vintage to the full knows not the taste of ood wine. nded and welcome on such an isle of Monte Cristo, it is impossible here to pick from this bewildering casket of precious gems the best from the perfect. But though we cannot find 5 ace here to touch on Crowley's try, which offers us the concen trated essence 0 all that is div…
1929 · PDF PAGE 137
… side, leaning against the door; and at his feet was a lantern — was it a lantern? It was more like the opposite of one; for in the full daylight it burned, and shed forth rays of darkness. The ancient was dressed in grey rags; his long unkempt hair and beard had lacked a barber for many a day. But his right arm was wholly bare, and around it was coiled a serpent, gold and green, with a triple crown sparkling with ruby, sapphire, and with it he was engraving a great square tablet of emerald. [195] She watched him for some time; when he had fini…
1905 · PDF PAGE 203
… the subtle and sublime ; You shall gather up your girdles to make ceady for the way, “And by the Cross of Suffering climb seeing to the Day. _ Then we shall meet again in the Presence of the Throne, Not knowing ; yetin Him! O Thou! know- ing as we are known. Ill. THE HOLY PLACE THE NEOPHYTE.! TO-NIGHT I tread the unsubstantial way Has wrought its splendour through the gates of death. ' My courage did not falter: now I feel That looms before me, as the thundering night |My heart beat wave-wise, and my throat Falls on the ocean: I must stop, and…
1905 · PDF PAGE 227
… ! The sun on the marvellous sea ! «And the feast of your freedom is ended, O sons of the free! Your shouts have gone up to remember The day of your oath to the world. Is its flame dwindled down to an ember? The flag of your liberty furled? Your limbs are too strong to dismember— In sloth are they curled? The price of your freedom—I claim it! Your aid to make other men free ! Your strength—lI defy you to shame it ! Your peace—I defy it to be Dishonoured! Arise and proclaim it From sea unto sea ! From Ireland the voice of the dying, The murdered…
1906 · PDF PAGE 35
…obably established by Crowley himself, Buried my heart in thy sorrow, cast down my soul at thy knees. Thou, thou hast left me no morrow. Days and desires, what are these? Nay, I have torn from my breast passion and love and despair : Sought in thy palaces rest, sleep that awaited me there ; Sleep that awaits me in vain: I have done with the hope of things ; Passion and pleasure and pain have stung me, and lost their stings. Only abides there a hollow, void as the heart of the earth. Echo may find it and follow, dead from the day of her birth. L…
1905 · PDF PAGE 177
…dly passion that possesses The magic ecstasy of these Mad maidens, tender as blue seas. Night spreads her yearning pinions ; The baffled day sinks blind to sleep ; The evening breeze outswoons the sun’s Dead kisses to the swooning deep. Upsoars the moon ; the flashing steep Of Heaven is fragrant for her feet ; The perfume of the grove is sweet As slumbering women furtive creep To bosoms where small kisses weep, And find in fervent dreams the kiss Most memoried of Artemis. Impenetrable pleasure dies Beneath the madness of new dreams ; The slow s…
1907 · PDF PAGE 253
… 2 What words are these that shudder through my sleep, i, 103 When a battle is all but lost and won, ii. 270 When, at the awful Judgment-day, God stands, ili, 115 Whence the black lands shudder, ii. 55 When God bethought Him, i. 10 When God uplifted hands to smite, i, 82 When I go to take Pansil, ii. 194 When illegitimate criticism is met with a smart swing on the point of the jaw, lil. 10g When I think of the hundreds of women, i. 195 When the chill of earth black-breasted, ii. 283 When the countenance fair, i. 76 When the wearily falling blos…
1905 · PDF PAGE 222
…hat terrible command! Their voices mingle in the feeble lay, Their fire impulses the reluctant hand. My words must prophesy the avenging day And curse my native land. How have I loved thee in thy faithiessness Beneath the rule of those unspeakable ! 4 Ifow would I shield thee from this sorceress That holds my words imprisoned in her spell : I would be silent. And the words obsess My spirit. It is well. O England! falls! None shall lament her lamentable end! Uhe Voice of Justice thunders.at her walls. She would not hear. She shall not com- prehe…
1907 · PDF PAGE 9
… kisses! Love exults, Intolerant of all else than he, And ecstasy invades, insults, Outshines the waves of harmony, Lapped in the sun of day ; the tides Of wonder flow, the shore subsides ; And over all the horizon Glows the last glimmer of the sun. Ah ! when the moon arises, she Shall look on nothing but the sea. VII. | O LOVE! and were I with thee ever! Come with me over the round earth, O’er lake and fountain, sea and river ! Girdle the world with angel girth Of angel voyage! Shall we roam In teeming jungles poisonous? Or make ourselves an e…
1905 · PDF PAGE 20
…es, looked never up, but with the swing Of strong fierce limbs, clove through the water gray. Hearing her voice, he answered, ‘‘ Ere the day Has fallen from his pinnacle must I Reach sea-girt Paphos, with a bitter cry To clasp the knees of Cytherea, and pray That she will aid me.” Then the billows lay 1 Aphrodite. Fondly quiescent while she answered him : “Vea, are thine eyes with weeping grown so dim Thou canst not see who hovers over thee? For I am she thou seekest. Come with me And tell me all thy grief; thy prayer is heard Before thy spirit…
1905 · PDF PAGE 137
…n betrayed, and doomed Already, I arose and went, And wrestled with myself, consumed With passion for that sacrament Of shame. From that day unto this My cheek desires that hideous kiss.
1906 · PDF PAGE 8
… a smile and opened with a kiss, Bid me a joyous welcome there, I wis. My home is on the brink of heaven's delight, But for that endless day a lovelier night Is in my home, that sunset’s arms enfold, Lit with the mellowness of autumn gold. Pillowed on linen of the purest white, Half-hidden by her locks’ luxurious night, Maddened by those soft eyes of melting glow, Enamoured of that breast .of breathing snow, Caught in the meshes of her fine-spun hair, Rocked by the beating of her bosom fair,
1939 · PDF PAGE 42
… essence of this practice is that you select a familiar thought, word or gesture, one which automatically recurs fairly often during the day, and every time you are betrayed into using it, cut yourself sharply upon the wrist or forearm with a convenient instrument. There is also a practice which I find very useful when walking in a christian citythat of exorcising (with the prescribed outward and downward sweep of the arm and the words Apo pantos kakodaimonos) any person in religious garb. All these practices assist concentration, and also ser…
1906 · PDF PAGE 144
… our Lady. 2nd PRIEST. [Whispers.| Whois with her ? Ist PRIEST. [WAispers.] The first disciple. 2nd Priest. [WAzspfers.] Blessed is this day, O brother ! Ist PRiEST. [Whispers.] Let us go and do them reverence. [ They approach RUPHA and CRIOSDA, and bend low before them. RuPHA. Criosda! Of one act the ultima- tion Rings through eternity past the poles of space. Choose then what spangle on the robe of time Shall glitter in thine eyes: for the hour strikes. CRIOSDA. Mother! I would see the Luck of Maurya stand Two thousand years from now. RupPHA.…
1905 · PDF PAGE 62
…e ; My faith beyond heaven was grounded, as God to abide. Though death be the stain on our roses, The roses of heaven are white ; Though day on the world of us closes The stars only dream of the night As of music that roars and reposes and dies in delight. Dead stars in the season of sighing, Lost worlds of unspeakable pain, White winds in the winter-tide dying, Or pestilence risen from rain ; So thoughts are that perish for lying and rise not again. Blue waves in the summer uncrested, New homes for the fair and the free, Bright breezes in fore…
1939 · PDF PAGE 45
…ort periods; it is most important not to overstrain the apparatus which you are using; the mind must be trained very slowly. In my early days I was often satisfied with a minute or two at a time; three or four such periods twice or three times a day. In the earliest stages of all it is not necessary to have got very far with Asana, because all you can get out of the early practices is really a foreshadowing of the difficulties of doing it. 18. I began by taking a simple geometrical object in one colour, such as a yellow square. I will quote the…
1905 · PDF PAGE 16
…ar through the forest. Lastly sleep, like death, With strong compulsion of his labouring breath Came on him dreamless. When he woke, the day Stooped toward the splendour of the western bay, And he remembered. Like a wild bird's cry The song within him flamed, a melody Dreadful and beautiful. The sad sca heard And echoed over earth its bitter word. SONG. Ere the grape ofjoy is golden With the summer and the sun, Ere the maidens unbeholden Gather one by one, To the vineyard comes the shower, No sweet rain to fresh the flower, But the thunder rain…
1905 · PDF PAGE 202
…awn arose, and I did not love you. I saw the breaking light, and the clouds fled far away: It was the resurrection of the Golden Star of Day.