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Page 13 of 1201910 · PDF PAGE 63
54 AMBERGRIS FROM TANNHÄUSER Tannhäusers Song In the Beginning God began And saw the Night of Time begin ; Chaos, a speck ; and space, a span ; Ruinous cycles fallen in, And Darkness on the Deep of Time. Murmurous voices call and climb ; Faces, half-formed, arise ; and He Looked from the shadow of His throne, The curtain of Eternity ; He lookedand saw Himself alone, And on the sombre sea, the primal one, Faint faces, that might not abide ; Flicker, and are fordone. So were they caught within the spacious tide, The sleepy waters that encased t…
1905 · PDF PAGE 99
94 ASSUMPTA CANIDIA That draw out night in kisses to the day ! So was I to my seeming as I lay. That soft smooth-moving ocean of the west Under the palm and cactus as it rolled, Immortal blue, fixed with immortal gold, Moving in rapture with my sleeping breast ! The young delicious green, the drunken smell Of the fresh earth, the luxury of the glow Where many colours mingled into snow, Song-marvels in the air desirable. So lazily I lay, and watched my eyes In the deep fountain’s sun-stirred harmonies. I loved myself ! O Thou ! (I cried) divine …
1954 · PDF PAGE 478
…ear is failure, and the forerunner of failure. Be thou therefore without fear; for in the heart of the coward virtue abideth not ." Good-night ; and don't look under the Ibed! Love is the law, love under will. Yours fraternally, 666
1899 · PDF PAGE 230
208 MYSTERIES: When the feast turned to death for us; we reck Nothing to-night of all that past despair : Only to-night I watch your curving neck, And play with all the kisses of your hair, And feel your weight, as if you were to be Always and always—O my queen, how rare Your lips’ perfume; like lilies on the sea Your white breasts glimmer; let us wait awhile. There is no breeze to drive us down to lee On the cold rocks of yonder icy isle, And your sire’s passion must forget the chase As I forget, the moment that you smile, And sea and sky are …
1905 · PDF PAGE 100
ASSUMPTA CANIDIA 95 The legend, “ Here is beauty, here delight, Here the embraces of the Sons of Night ! Here love made more desirable than thine, Fiercer than light, more dolorous than wine. Come, sister, come ; come, lonely queen of breath ! Here are the lustres and the flames of death.” Hence I was whirled, as in a wind of light, Out to the fragrance of a loftier air, A keener scent, and rising unaware Out of the Palace of Luxurious Night, I came to where the Gate of Heaven shone, Battled with comet and with meteor. Behold within that creste…
1910 · PDF PAGE 94
…oys lustall the mighty buildings glamour Dislimnsthe shrines a stye. Who dares to blight My dreams I damn. You would not throwlast night Your carrion lump of lechery to my clamour, Cheap, common as it is, a crawling cheese . . . So, for those verses, be content with these !
1919 · PDF PAGE 132
THE EQUINOX A PSALM The Lord hath brought me into the House of Darkness; by stealth hath the Lord drawn me into Night. I beheld blackness that encompassed me; mine eyes were darkened in the house of darkness. There came into my nostrils the scent of a great river; even _ of a river that boileth secretly under the palm-trees. I lifted mine head, and behold, the Lord stood forth in the blackness. Asa pillar of fire shone the Lord; as a devil that whirleth in the wilderness of sand. The Lord hath veiled Himself in purple; the Lord hath ex- alted h…
1930 · PDF PAGE 62
…kisses abide.” — Liber Lapidis Lazuli. vu. 15. 16. o. Be seated in thine Asana, wearing the robe of a Néophyte, the hood drawn. 1. It is night, heavy and hot, there are no stars. Not one breath of wind stirs the surface of the sea, that is thou. No fish play in thy depths. 2. Let a Breath rise and ruffle the waters. This also thou shalt feel playing upon thy skin. It will disturb thy méditation twice or thrice, after which thou shouldst hâve conquered this distraction. But unless thou first feel it, that Breath hath not arisen. 3. Next, the nig…
1910 · PDF PAGE 182
THE GREY NIGHT. I29 AGRIPPA What was that cry ? IST SOLDIER I hardly heard it. 2ND SOLDIER I heard, sir, but I could not word it. MAGDA I understood, my lord. AGRIPPA Well, slattern ? MAGDA He called for a prophet. PUBLIUS A Priest of Saturn That is, I fancy. These barbarians Are really like our Unitarians.
1899 · PDF PAGE 172
150 MYSTERIES: Fill to the brim with lustrous dew, nor fail To leave the blossom and the nightingale, Love’s earlier kiss, and manhood’s glowing prime, These us suffice. Shall manfor Fate prevail? Lo, we are blind, and dubious fingers grope In Despair’s dungeon for the key of Hope ; Lo, we are chained, and with a broken rhyme Would file our fetters and enlarge our scope. Yet ants may move the mountain ; none is small But he who stretches out no arm at all; Toadstools have wrecked fair cities in a night, One poet’s song may bid a kingdom fall. A…
1919 · PDF PAGE 170
THE EQUINOX I feel a secret Joy to-night. The unaccountable inner Joy which transforms everything and frees the soul from its shackles. All seems so good to-night; this simple life, the tent by the sea, the night air, the happy tired feeling after the day’s work, the presence of my two dear ones, and all the dear ones of which I am a part, the presence of Adonai within and without. It is good to have lived for this. (This is dreadful! You must not mistake ‘feeling good’ for a mystic state. O.M.) Aug. 9, 9.59 to 10.26 P.M. During this meditation…
1907 · PDF PAGE 11
…d free Beside these others. Was it fear Drove him to stand upon the bank? The Paris lights shone far and drear ; The mist was down ; the night was dank ; The Seine ran easily underneath ; The air was chill: he knew the Seine By pain would put an end to pain, And jumped,—and struggled against death, I doubt not. Ye courageous men That scorn to flee the world, ye slaves Of commerce, ye that ply the pen, That dig, and fill, and loathe your graves ! Ye counter-jumpers, clergy, Jews, All Paris, smug and good, that use To point the index scorn, derid…
1922 · PDF PAGE 180
…they can buy the stuff at a few shillings an ounce and sell it for I don’t know how many times its weight in gold. We shall have a great night to-night ! August 22 A hellish night ! Cockie kept his date with the pedlar, got ten pounds’ worth of H. and fifteen of C., and the H. was nothing at all and the C., so adulterated that we took the whole lot and it was hardly worth talking about. , What filthy mean beasts people are! ... How can men take advantage of the bitter needs of others ? It was the same in the war with the profiteers. It’s always…
1901 · PDF PAGE 113
THE GROWTH OF GOD 99 The earth grins open, as it were a tomb, And struggling earthquakes gnash their teeth be- neath her. The night is monstrous: in the flickering fire Strange faces gibber as the brands burn low; Old shapes of hate, young phantoms of desire More hateful yet, shatter and change and grow. There is a sense of terror in the air, And dreadful stories catch my breath and bind me, Soft noises as of breathing: unaware What devils or what ghosts may lurk behind me! Even my horse is troubled: vain it is Invoking memory for sweet sound o…
1913 · PDF PAGE 205
…east of light :— I had a dream of thee, my Babylon ; Yea; all thy petals were crimson with delight: And under the soft stars, the silent night Grew deeper, deeper, till the heart o the world Lay bare before me, with no robe to don Save the lucent veil of spirit, argent-white ; And then there came a voice: Arise! Smite! Smite! Ere the portal of the temple may be won! Crash down the walls! Lend all thy hidden might! I, in the bosom of the deep impearled, Cry from the cloud-place of the Underworld. Let the gold banner of the day be unfurled That. …
1913 · PDF PAGE 205
…east of light :— I had a dream of thee, my Babylon ; Yea; all thy petals were crimson with delight: And under the soft stars, the silent night Grew deeper, deeper, till the heart o the world Lay bare before me, with no robe to don Save the lucent veil of spirit, argent-white ; And then there came a voice: Arise! Smite! Smite! Ere the portal of the temple may be won! Crash down the walls! Lend all thy hidden might! I, in the bosom of the deep impearled, Cry from the cloud-place of the Underworld. Let the gold banner of the day be unfurled That. …
1906 · PDF PAGE 47
…he cold and desolate road. Horror is sure of a safe abode Here in this heart, too pale for prayers, While over the Halls avenging stands Night, like a devil, with lidless eyes. 37
1905 · PDF PAGE 138
…t for her, and hell, and death. I see that ghastly look, and yearn Toward the brands of her that burn. Sleep shuns me; dreams divide the night, (My parched throat thirsty for her veins) That she and I with deep delight Suck from death’s womb infernal pains, Whose fire consumes, destroys, devours Through night’s insatiable hours. And altogether filled with love, And altogether filled with sin, The little sparks and noises move About the softness of her skin. Her pleasures and her passions purr For the delight I have of her. Aching with all the p…
1907 · PDF PAGE 76
…rs to move toward his bliss ! [Motse of clashing armour, ribald laughter, &°-c. Enter the Watch, R., avrunk. A WATCHMAN. Ho, boys! a gay night for thieves. FLORIMOND. Curse the sots ! [ Crouches back in the shadow. SECOND WATCHMAN. ( Szzes) The soldier’s life is short and merry, His mistress’ lips are ripe as a cherry, Then drink, drink ! The guns roar out and the swords flash clean, And the soldier sleepeth under the green, Oh, the soldier’s life for me ! But a scurvy night it is, comrades, when the streets are slippery, and the wine cold in a…
1905 · PDF PAGE 130
…Mark you, the full moon shone ! Nay, but a little past the full, she rose An hour past sunset : as some laughter gone, After the bride’s night, lost in subtler snows Rosy with wifehood. Now the shallop glides On gloomier shadier tides, While the long hair of willows bent and kissed The stream, and drew its mist Up through their silent atmosphere. Some sorrow drawing near That slow, dark river would for sympathy Have found its home and never wandered out Into the sunlight any more. A sigh Stirred the pale waters where the moonlight stood Upon th…