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Page 13 of 1061907 · PDF PAGE 93
… Swore to seek me and gather one by one The threads of labyrinthine love new spun , Cretan for monstrous shadows serpent - eyed . So the last kiss passed like a poison - pain , Knowing we might not ever kiss again . Mad tears fell fast : “ Next year !" in cruel distress We sobbed and stretched our arms out , and despaired , And - parted . Out the brute - side of truth flared ; “ Thank God I've finished with that foolishness !"1 all my This last line is almost staggering , but such a cruel truth is soon given the lie : “ I am a fool , tossing a …
1954 · PDF PAGE 355
… by playing fives, billiards, etc. till nearly six this morning) to make a final search for the Elemental Tablets. And lo! when I had at last abandoned the search, I cast mine eyes upon a hole in the loft where were ski, etc., and there, 0 Holy, Holy, Holy! were not only all that I sought, but the manuscript of Liber Legis. The ground was completely cut away from under my feet. I remained for two whole days meditating on the situation-in performing, in fact, a sort of supplementary Sammasati to that of 1905. Having the knack of it, I reached a …
1898 · PDF PAGE 26
XXIX. Choked with their reek and fume and bitter sweat His body perishes, his life is drained, The last sweet drop of nectar has not stained Another life, his lips and limbs are wet With death-dews ! Ha ! The painter has attained As high a meed As his who first begot sweet music on a reed. XXX. And O ! my music is so poor and thin ! I am poor Marsyas ; where shall I find A wise Olympas and a lover kind To teach my mouth to sing some secret sin, Faint, fierce, and horrible, to tune my mind, And on a reed Better beloved to bid me discourses at hi…
1902 · PDF PAGE 54
Venus. Save me, my knight ! To thy sufficing arms I cHng in this distress of womanhood ! Tannhauser. Kiss me the last time. Venus. Whom have I but thee, Thee in the ages ? Barren were my bhss And shorn my Godhead of eternal joy, Barred from thy kiss. Tannhauser. Call not thyself again Goddess. I saw thee in the Presence there. The scales are fallen, and mine eyes see clear. Venus. Then you would leave me ? Serpent if I were, My coils should press in dolorous delight Thy straining bosom, and my kiss were death ! Death ! Dost thou live, Tannhause…
1907 · PDF PAGE 77
BOUCHES D’ENFER OOK how it leaps towards the leaper’s curl Of vivid ecstasy, life loosed at last From the long-held leash! The headlong, hot-mouthed girl Upon her sister like a star is cast, Pallid with death-in-life achieved. O force Of murder animal in the dead embrace! The implacable ardour, unavenged remorse For time’s insulting loss, quickens the pace Unto its prey that gathers, like a storm Shrouding invisibly the crater’s rim Whence fury yet shall wake, and fire inform The inane basalt and coruscations dim Of smouldering infamy. Bow down…
1961 · PDF PAGE 221
…o the 1991 edition; in the Internet version a paragraph of chapter a was omitted, the chapters from Zk to the end were mis-numbered, the last two run together, and the final paragraph of the last chapter omitted; this may perpetuate errors in the first edition, I am not sure. These and a large number of minor typographical errors (I suspect it was originally typed on a keyboard with a dodgy t key) have been fixed in the present edition, although further proof-reading might still be useful. The original editors introduction and the Prolegome…
1898 · PDF PAGE 103
… soul is dewed and pearled With tears of poetry. The strong mysterious spell is cast To bind and to release ; To give the devils hope at last, To the unburied peace ; To gladden the reluctant past With silent harmonies. The song grows wilder now and strives All heaven to enchain, As who should grasp a thousand lives, And draw their breath again Into some cavern where he dives, A hell of grisly pain. And now behold ! the barren Cross Bursts out in vernal flowers ; The music weeps, as on the moss The summer’s kissing showers, And there sweep, as …
1902 · PDF PAGE 127
…ur coming here ? You must wield power to keep them silent so, When the first word had culminated else In twice the tempest echoed to the last! The Unknown Minstrel. It was most necessary for yourself To formulate your thought in word. Enough — The thought transmuted in the very act. Tannhauser. You know ? You know ! The new illusion gone ! Bitter, O bitter will it be to say ! The Unknown Minstrel. Due grace and courage will be found for you. Farewell, Tannhauser ! Tannhauser. Shall we meet again .'' & The Unknown Minstrel. There is one glamour …
1906 · PDF PAGE 43
…his muck, the pick Will foul and jam, slip, swerve, or stick. Clear off the chips, the blow goes true. Now, mister, off, my to you!” The last oath faded in the air. The poet woke and was aware 33
1910 · PDF PAGE 122
… Let it crow for her ! One by one they defile her. MIRIAM Scarce forty ! Yet the dawn begins to stir : The Wolf’s tail blots my star. At last I strain Some strength that strains my body back again. THE CENTURION Enough, lads ! If she breed not, at my peril I shall uphold it “ Jewish girls are sterile. ”
1922 · PDF PAGE 229
…e as life. You have to be specially prepared to see these things. Cockie was never spiritually minded. September 18 An alarm of burglars last night. We roused the house—but no traces could be found, The servants here are frightfully stupid. They irritate me all the time. One can’t sleep in this house. It’s too old. The wood cracks all the time. Just as one is on the verge of sleep some noise makes one more wide-awake than ever. I can’t bear the idea of being touched. My skin is very sensitive. It’s part of the spiritualising of my life, I suppo…
1996 · PDF PAGE 134
…to be a digression in the nature of a prophecy. The word “Come!” is a summons to reenter the full Trance. Its essence is declared in the last six words. Notice that the transition from one to none is instantaneous. 67. Hold! Hold! Bear up in thy rapture; fall not in swoon of the excellent kisses! Commentary: The instructions in the text of this and the next verse were actual indications as to how to behave, so as to get the full effect of the Trance. This too is a general Magical Formula, convenient even in the Work of the physical image of the…
1903 · PDF PAGE 104
AT LAST O tearless sorrow of long years, depart ! O joy of minutes that be ages long, Come ! Let the choral pulse and strength of song Quicken, and the fire of lute and lyre dart, An arrow red with blood and bright with art, And cover all the fiery bloom of wrong With blossoms blacker where the blood runs strong As our lips pale, their life fled to the heart. Surely we are as dead, we loving so, So bitterly, so keenly : let no breath Persuade us we are living and must die ! Better believe eternal kisses flow Under the strong rude current miscal…
1910 · PDF PAGE 398
…s : behold How breath must fail and muscle ache Before he reach the icy fold That Palamede the Saracen Within its hermitage may hold. At last he cometh to a den Perched high upon the savage scaur, Remote from every haunt of men, From every haunt of life afar. There doth he find Sir Palamede Sitting as steadfast as a star. Scarcely he knew the knight indeed, For he was compassed in a beard White as the streams of snow that feed The lake of Gods and men revered That sitteth upon Caucasus. So muttered he a darkling weird,
1910 · PDF PAGE 398
…s : behold How breath must fail and muscle ache Before he reach the icy fold That Palamede the Saracen Within its hermitage may hold. At last he cometh to a den Perched high upon the savage scaur, Remote from every haunt of men, From every haunt of life afar. There doth he find Sir Palamede Sitting as steadfast as a star. Scarcely he knew the knight indeed, For he was compassed in a beard White as the streams of snow that feed The lake of Gods and men revered That sitteth upon Caucasus. So muttered he a darkling weird,
1905 · PDF PAGE 186
…en ; The gibberings modified to spit out hate : Struggle to manhood—surely God-for- saken. The bestial cause of Morals—fear and hate. At last the anguish-vomit of despair, The growth of reason—and its pangs abate No whit: the knife replaces the arm bare. Fear grows, and torment; and distracted pain Mist from sheer agony some respite find ; When some half-maddened miserable brain Projects a God in his detesting mind. A God who made him—to the core all evil, In his own image—and a God of Terror ; A vast foul nightmare, an impending devil ; Compac…
1898 · PDF PAGE 72
…eet fire, Song lingers on thy beauty till it dies In awe and longing on the smitten lyre : Maid of dark eyes. Grant me thy love, earth’s last surpassing prize, Me, cast upon the faggots of love’s pyre For love of the white bosom that underlies The subtle passion of thy snowy attire, The shadowy secret of thine amorous thighs, The inmost shrine of my supreme desire, Maid of dark eyes ! 2 Boy of red lips, pale face, and golden hair, Of dreamy eyes of love, and finger-tips Rosy with youth, too fervid and too fair, Boy of red lips.
1904 · PDF PAGE 11
…doom of woe and fear. We wait with blanched and icy cheek The one-and-twentieth year: For Justice lies, as seeds lie, dead, But lifts at last a Gorgon head! MEN. What fear can reach our Thessaly? What war disturb our peace?
1906 · PDF PAGE 88
…lso the taste of dust long dead Of ancient queens corrupt and fair Struck through the temple, subtly sped By demons dominant of the air. Last, on the flesh there came a touch Like sucking mouths and stroking hands That laid their foul alluring smutch Even to the blood’s mad sarabands. So did the neophyte that would gaze Into dead Pharaoh’s awful eyes Start from incalculable amaze To clutch the initiate’s place and prize. He bore the blistering thought aloft: It blazed in battle on his plume: With sage and warrior enfeoffed, He rushed alone thro…
1910 · PDF PAGE 73
AFTER JUDGMENT 63 Farewell ! O God, in endless bliss Crowned, with Thine angels singing by : I go to hell, with her last kiss Yet tingling in my memory. Nay, start not from Thy throne ! I go At Thy black damning to the deep. Thou canst not follow me ! I know This thing I had, and this I keep. God ! I have loved. I love ! I love, And shall love through Thine ageless hell. Thou hast the kingdom of the Above, And I, her memory. Fare Thee well ! To Thine I Amsupreme exclaim, The total of all that may be said ! I answer from the abyss of flame : D…