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1902 · PDF PAGE 117

Tannhäuser

…et In the morass of limit. The Unknown Minstrel. Be it so ! But follow me through all the labyrinth, And ten rewards us. And your Zero's found To have an actual value and effect On unity —your Will. 115

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1922 · PDF PAGE 370

Diary of a Drug Fiend

… out of hell for you. I stopped taking heroin only because I had to fit myself to help you to do your will. That is my will. And when we found out this morning what your will was, I came down here to get the place ready for you to do it. I’m going to keep this place in order for you and assist you as best I can in your work, just as I danced for you, and went to McCall for you, in the days when you were blind. I was blind too about your will, but I always followed my instinct to do what you needed me for, even when we were poisoned and insane.”…

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1913 · PDF PAGE 62

Cambridge Poets 1900–1913

…the waves went down , Most thundering and gay . The pebbles they were smooth and round And warm upon my hands , Like little people I had found Sitting among the sands. The grains of sand so shining -small, Soft through my fingers ran ; The sun shone down upon it all, And so my dream began . How all of this had been before , How ages far away I lay on some forgotten shore As here I lie to- day . The waves came shining up the sands , As here to- day they shine ; And in my pre - Pelasgian hands The sand was warm and fine . I have forgotten whence …

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1913 · PDF PAGE 130

Cambridge Poets 1900–1913

… left for dead When hate had grown above my fears , Came drifting back from farthest space , From ghosts of gods and ghosts of men , And found me in the haunted place Where he and I were lonely then . So small and weak he looked to me I said : “ Is this the God I knew ? Is this the ancient enemy Whose car the imps of horror drew ? 111

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1938 · PDF PAGE 20

The Heart of the Master

… to the Place called the Temple of Truth (but by some Dar-el-Jalal) it is forbidden. Nor may I disclose in what land that House is to be found, more openly than to say: It is cut from the living rock of the middle point of the summit of an high mountain apart, the range Jebel-el-Asharah. Now being brought after many days into a Place where Light was, being shed through a carven screen of topaz, graved with a Rose of nine-and-forty petals on a Greek Cross, from the Sun, and that also at midnight, I found myself in the presence of a certain aged …

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1905 · PDF PAGE 152

Oracles

DHAMMAPADA I47 Yet little is this fragrance found of Taggara and Sandal wood : Mounts to the Gods, the highest, the scent of those whose deeds are right and good. Perfect in virtue, living lives of Earnestness, Right Know- ledge hath Brought into liberty their minds, that Mara findeth not their path. As on a heap of rubbish thrown by the wayside the Lotus flower Will bloom sweet scented, delicate and excellent to think upon. So ’mid the slothful worthless ones, the Walkers in Delusion’s power, In glory of Wisdom, light of Buddha forth hath the …

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1913 · PDF PAGE 104

Cambridge Poets 1900–1913

… Poetry . And while our Poets chanted Pan Back to his pipes and power , Great Verrall , bending at his desk , And searching hour on hour Found out old gardens , where the wise May find a Spartan flower . III . When I go down the Gloucester lanes My friends are deaf and blind : Fast as they turn their foolish eyes The Mænads leap behind , And when I hear the fire - winged feet , They only hear the wind .

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1913 · PDF PAGE 173

The Equinox (Volume I, Number IX)

… of the pure brow And the soul that glows With the fervency of eld, invoke thee; for I have known thee : Wandering far into the cities I found thee, Unsuspected still, and round thee The idle worshippers that the wind hath blown thee. It is well; for I know thee and thy magic grace, And the history of thy race, And the times of eld When thou wast born, compelled By sundawn to ope thine eyes.— Ah! Wise! Thou hast not shadowed the thunder, And thereunder Is set the manifold wonderment of thee, Star, star of the seal... 135

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1913 · PDF PAGE 173

The Equinox (Volume I, Number X)

… of the pure brow And the soul that glows With the fervency of eld, invoke thee; for I have known thee : Wandering far into the cities I found thee, Unsuspected still, and round thee The idle worshippers that the wind hath blown thee. It is well; for I know thee and thy magic grace, And the history of thy race, And the times of eld When thou wast born, compelled By sundawn to ope thine eyes.— Ah! Wise! Thou hast not shadowed the thunder, And thereunder Is set the manifold wonderment of thee, Star, star of the seal... 135

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1922 · PDF PAGE 277

Diary of a Drug Fiend

…r slipped from my mind. I was hot and eager to get out of the dis- gusting atmosphere of those rooms. I wouldn't let Lala come in; but I found that I wasn’t strong enough to pack my stuff. The smell of the den was foul beyond all belief. Lou has not described a hundredth part of the dark abominations which had become habitual. In fact, I was overcome by the feetor. I had no strength left. I sunk helplessly into a chair, and began to look feebly about me for the heroin to buck me up. I must have gone off into a sort of swoon; for I don’t know ho…

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1899 · PDF PAGE 47

Tale of Archais

…ch As sad voice drew nigh ; the hero shrank Like one in awe ; the flame shot up and sank From the crimson-vestured altar ; then the song Found in the wavering breeze from over sea a tongue. Here, on the crimson stand of blood-red waters, We, Cypris, not thy daughters, Clad in bright flame, filled with unholy wine, O Cypris, none of thine !— Here, kissing in the dim red dusk, we linger, Striking with amorous finger Our lyres, whose fierce delights are all divine— O Cypris, none of thine ! Quenchless, insatiable, the unholy fire Floods our red li…

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1996 · PDF PAGE 175

The Law is for All

… on precisely the same terms as to man. Murder is no longer to be dreaded; the economic weapon is powerless since female labour has been found industrially valu­ able; and the social weapon is entirely in her own hands. The best women have always been sexually free, like the best men; it is only necessary to remove the penalties for being found out. Let Women’s labour organizations support any individual

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1913 · PDF PAGE 192

The Equinox (Volume I, Number IX)

…thy fires, thy fires! O lone Osiris in thy wintry tomb Of doom O lonely one, so utterly silent there, Too weary for despair— Yea, I have found thee too, thee too, And round thee all the blue Of the skies is blackened ; waned The light of thine eyes to the dusk. The husk, the husk Of all dead dreams, dead dreams Is come upon thee; Dust and ash and musk, and musk, and musk— All these are on thee. . . . I bear a chalice of red-tipped lilies under the moon. Bestrewn The dim pathway of delight With night, And her dim, pale stars that swoon In the ci…

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1913 · PDF PAGE 192

The Equinox (Volume I, Number X)

…thy fires, thy fires! O lone Osiris in thy wintry tomb Of doom O lonely one, so utterly silent there, Too weary for despair— Yea, I have found thee too, thee too, And round thee all the blue Of the skies is blackened ; waned The light of thine eyes to the dusk. The husk, the husk Of all dead dreams, dead dreams Is come upon thee; Dust and ash and musk, and musk, and musk— All these are on thee. . . . I bear a chalice of red-tipped lilies under the moon. Bestrewn The dim pathway of delight With night, And her dim, pale stars that swoon In the ci…

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1898 · PDF PAGE 63

Jephthah

…he altar that kept watch, Some faithful fellow—he is gone to God. JEPHTHAH. How is ’t the cattle have been driven home? I trusted we had found a tender lamb, A lamb of the first year, unblemished, white, To greet me, that we do meet sacrifice, Fulfilling thus my vow, and all our duty. [A nose of timbrels and singing. Surely some merriment—our news hath reached. Glad news and welcome: God is very good. Enter Adulah, running, followed by singing Maidens.

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1904 · PDF PAGE 76

The Argonauts

…ent act Not proper to be done!—against the will Of priests or princes, sought the nuptial bed And “Climbed the bed’s disastrous side, He found a serpent, not a bride; And scarcely daring to draw breath, He passed the dumb night-hours with death, Till in the morning cold and gray The hooded fear glided away. Which morning saw ten thousand pay The price of jesting with a king!”— JASON. Indeed these toils and dangerous pursuits, Labours and journeys, go to make one mad. Well were it to beguile our weariness With song. MEDEA. And here is the sole k…

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1922 · PDF PAGE 202

Diary of a Drug Fiend

…ere devouring my body and soul inch by inch. I wriggled on my chair as I used to do at school when I didn’t feel sure whether I had been found out in something or not. I tried to cover my confusion by starting a light conversation ; but I soon gave it up. He was taking no notice of my remarks. To him they were simply one of my symptoms. I realised with frightful certitude that my plans were impossible. I couldn’t fool this man, I couldn’t play on his passions, I couldn’t stealin his presence. Despite myself, my lie had become the truth. I could…

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1954 · PDF PAGE 225

Magick Without Tears

…scuss. Example: on one occasion our records of an "interview" agreed with quite extraordinary precision; but, on comparing notes, it was found that owing to some stupid miscalculation of mine, it was all over in Hong Kong some hours before I had started from Honolulu! Again, don't ask me why, or how, or anything! In the summer of 1910 e.v. I was living at 125 Victoria Street , in a studio converted into a Temple by means of a Circle, an Altar and the rest. West of the Altar was a big fireplace with a fender settee; the East wall was covered wit…

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1912 · PDF PAGE 97

Sir Palamedes

…Veil of God is thin as gauze! ”— That almost they had dulled or drowned The laughter (in its belly bound) Of that dread Beast he had not found. Nathless—although he would away— They forced the lack-luck knight to stay And lecture many a weary day. Verily, almost he had caught The infection of their costive thought, And brought his loyal quest to naught. It was by night that Palamede Ran from that mildewed, mouldy breed, Moth-eaten dullards run to seed ! gr

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1913 · PDF PAGE 50

Cambridge Poets 1900–1913

…stic nest , The secret , splendid , common paradise . The strangest joys are not the loveliest : Passion far - sought is dead when it is found , But love that 's born of intimate common things Cries with a voice of splendour , with a sound That over stranger feeling shakes and rings . The better love , the higher ecstasy Lie in the intimate touch of you and me . * SONG . M Y heart is like a meadow ! Where clouds go over , Dappling the mingled grass and clover With mingled sun and shadow , With light that will not stay And shade that sails away …

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