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1913 · PDF PAGE 14

Cambridge Poets 1900–1913

INTRODUCTION . XV vides him with exquisite sensations , or even that he makes an inventory of these in exquisite language. The old business of the poet did not end with his apprehending this or that of universal truth , or with his being acutely affected by it, or even with his coming back and informing folks that he had fallen in love or had lost a friend, and that it was a tremendous ex perience . On top of all this he had to realise his self by losing it, to purge the personal out of his discovery, to re-clothe it, and to bring the universal…

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1909 · PDF PAGE 130

The Equinox (Volume I, Number I)

…She lay on her back; I opened the coat, turned her over. The gruesome task was nearly finished when the door of the house opened, and an old man, his face scarred, one lip cut half away in some old brawl, so that he grinned horribly and askew, rushed out at me, a rapier in his hand. My stiletto, though long beyond the ordinary, was useless against a tool of such superior reach. “A last wrench gave me the ermine cloak, an invaluable parry. Could I entangle his sword, he was at my mercy. He saw it, and fenced warily. Indeed, I had the upper hand …

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1909 · PDF PAGE 130

The Equinox (Volume I, Number II)

…She lay on her back; I opened the coat, turned her over. The gruesome task was nearly finished when the door of the house opened, and an old man, his face scarred, one lip cut half away in some old brawl, so that he grinned horribly and askew, rushed out at me, a rapier in his hand. My stiletto, though long beyond the ordinary, was useless against a tool of such superior reach. “A last wrench gave me the ermine cloak, an invaluable parry. Could I entangle his sword, he was at my mercy. He saw it, and fenced warily. Indeed, I had the upper hand …

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1909 · PDF PAGE 14

Clouds Without Water

…, and fine frankincense. Look — deep beyond the phantoms these evoke Are sightless halls where spirit stifles sense. There do I open the old book of Fate Wherein They’ pictured my delight and me Flushed with the dawn of rapture laureate And leaping with the laughter of ecstacy. Mine eyes grow aged with that hieroglyph Of doom that I have sought : the fatal end. That which is written is written, even if Great Zeus himself— great Zeus! — were to befriend. Even in the spring of the first floral kiss : ‘’ No happy end the gods have given for this ”…

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1898 · PDF PAGE 22

Songs of the Spirit

THE ALCHEMIST. THIS POEM WAS INTENDED AS THE PROLOGUE TO A PLAY—AT PRESENT UNFINISHED. An old tower, very loft, on a small and rocky islet. In the highest chamber a man of some forty years, but silver-haired, looks out of the window. Clear starry night, no moon. Chamber furnished with books, alchemic instruments, etc. He gazes some minutes, sighs deeply, but at last speaks. Ph. The world moves not. I gaze upon the abyss, Look down into the black unfathomed vault Of Starland and behold—myself. The sea To give a sense of motion or of sound Washes…

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1902 · PDF PAGE 101

Tannhäuser

…. Facing them are the competing minstrels. Around, courtiers and fair ladies. Landgrave. Welcome all minstrels ! Let us celebrate In the old fashion, dear to Germany, My child's betrothal to this noble youth. Great lord, true knight, and honest gentleman, So long who journeyed on the holy quest Forgotten of these younger days, and now Come back among us to receive reward For those long sufferings ; in days of peace. In fruitful love, and marriage happiness. So, to the poet's tourney. Wolfram. Sire, Lord Heinrich Craves your high pardon. Landgra…

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1904 · PDF PAGE 9

In Residence

…ambridge Papers Ballade of the New Humour Ballade of the One-Eyed Tout . Ballade of Lawn Tennis . Ballade of Serious Ballades Ballade of Old Admirals A Refrain of a Far Country A Ballade of Farewell vii PAGE 1X

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1910 · PDF PAGE 448

The Equinox (Volume I, Number III)

… rippled through Its changes, and still changed, and changed, The liker to itself it grew. Bear me,” he cried, “ to purge my bile To the old land of Hormakhu, That I may sit and curse awhile At all these follies fond that pen My quest about—on, on to Nile! Tread tenderly, my merry men! For nothing is so void and vile As Palamede the Saracen.”

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1910 · PDF PAGE 448

The Equinox (Volume I, Number IV)

… rippled through Its changes, and still changed, and changed, The liker to itself it grew. Bear me,” he cried, “ to purge my bile To the old land of Hormakhu, That I may sit and curse awhile At all these follies fond that pen My quest about—on, on to Nile! Tread tenderly, my merry men! For nothing is so void and vile As Palamede the Saracen.”

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1910 · PDF PAGE 146

The World’s Tragedy

… to shreds By this vile groom Unless thou quit thy prating. THE HAG Here’s pay for months of waiting. She detaches the placenta. A black old rotten wine-skin, mangy goat Patched with bat, stork, and stoat !

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1907 · PDF PAGE 12

Collected Works (Vol. III)

…hat clear evidence of France, The embroidered garter yonder, Wait! I had some confidence in fate Ere I spoke thus. For while I spoke The old smile, surely helpless, broke On your tired lips: the old light woke In your deep eyes: but silence falls Blank, blank: the species that appals, Not our old silence. I devise A motto for your miseries: ‘¢ There an embroidered garter lies, And here words—they lie too?”’ I see Your intuition of the truth Is still in its—most charming—youth. You need that physiology! XII. I LOVE you. That seems simple? No! He…

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1929 · PDF PAGE 137

Moonchild

…was crowded with men and women, of many a race and colour. In front of her was a small house, very poor and squalid, in whose doorway an old man was sitting. A long staff was by his 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, go…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 252

The Star in the West

…either can it quench the thirst of man. Since Christianity has suffered from senile decay , what have we found ? A new religion ? No. An old religion ? Yes . Rejuvenated ? Yes. Man is too lazy to build if he can reconstruct . The great mass of the people yearn for something better than the existing concep tions of Faith ; leaderless , disunited , they fall an easy prey to the charlatans who ever keep their finger on the social pulse , and are ever as willing to pose , when opportunity is offered , as seer, clairvoyant , or palmist , as they are…

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1922 · PDF PAGE 228

Diary of a Drug Fiend

214 The Diary of a Drug Fiend And there were rows and rows of old books, mostly Latin, Greek, and Hebrew. There was a big alabaster statue of Ganesha, the elephant god. “This is the place,” I said, “to get hold of the devil.” “ That’s all right,’”’ said Cockie, “‘ but what about a little she-devil for me?” “Oh,” I said, “ if I’m not satisfactory, you’d better give me a week’s salary in lieu of notice.” We laughed like mad. Something in the room made our heads swim. We began kissing and wrestling. It’s all very well to laugh at magic, but after …

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1909 · PDF PAGE 79

Clouds Without Water

THE AUGUR 1.6, They. — The Fates or Moirae, Ill. 11. The dog-faced god. — Anubis, the Thres- hold-Guardian of the ‘Gods’ of Egypt. Man- tic means prophetic, VI. 14. Child. — The unhappy girl was at this time but 17 years old, VIIL. 5. Justine. — The virtuous but victimized he- roine of the infamous novel of the Marquis de Sade. Af. 6. Sabbath. — Consult Payne Knight : ‘ Essays on the worship of Priapus’, Eliphas Levi : ‘Dogme et rituel de la haute Magie’ and others. XIU, 12,13. Sigil. — Sign-manual. THE ALCHEMIST I. 8, Wolfish queens. — Thus th…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 51

Konx Om Pax

…he evening. Mrs. Bones. I’m sure we’re very much obliged by your kindness; I trust it did not cost you too much. Bowley. Waistcoat is an old friend of mine, you know; connected with the Straights—the Dover Straights—on the mother’s side. Non Omnis Moriar is his motto. Very likely; but, on the other hand,he ’5 never really quite alive; so one can bargain with him to great advantage. Mrs. Bones. Well, I’m sure it will all be most delightful. We get very little of the old-fashioned Christmases now. Bones. Two thousand years hence we shall all be s…

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1912 · PDF PAGE 295

The Equinox (Volume I, Number VII)

… comes to make a third to myself and Geor Washington. For on p. 2 she says, "More than forty years ago . . . Ι was a girl of seven years old." This storms the citadel of confidence, and pulls out the back teeth of the Dragon Doubt. 1 was therefore prepared to believe anything she might say. And accordingly we get a simple, charming, old-fashioned motherly book, full of kindly thought and real piety; that it may have no objective value for the S.P.R. is quite unimportant for the class of readers whom it is intended to reach, Mrs. Davies is a “pro…

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1912 · PDF PAGE 295

The Equinox (Volume I, Number VIII)

… comes to make a third to myself and Geor Washington. For on p. 2 she says, "More than forty years ago . . . Ι was a girl of seven years old." This storms the citadel of confidence, and pulls out the back teeth of the Dragon Doubt. 1 was therefore prepared to believe anything she might say. And accordingly we get a simple, charming, old-fashioned motherly book, full of kindly thought and real piety; that it may have no objective value for the S.P.R. is quite unimportant for the class of readers whom it is intended to reach, Mrs. Davies is a “pro…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 243

Collected Works (Vol. I)

…y consciousness ! I banish both. I cross the crimson wall— My spirit shall reach up to and attain That other. VENUS. So Persephone must hold Thy life divided in Her dark domain.” TANNHAUSER. Already I have tasted once of this In its own lesser way. en years ago I loved a maiden called Elizabeth. A child she was, so delicate and frail, Far, white, and lonely as the coldest star Set beyond gaze of any eye but God’s ; 1 The semi-divine woman, between Aphro- dite the divine, and Eve the human. 2 Persephone was compelled to spend six months of the y…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 100

The Star in the West

THE VIRGIN 93 the other extremity we shall inevitably discover dis use ; polarity is universal ; hot , cold ; good , bad , etc. This duality is in reality only apparent , there being no definite line of division . So in Love , if one system of Ethics tends towards abuse , then we may be certain that the reverse will be uselessly sterile , and that the only possible system to follow will as usual lie directly between these extremes , and in this case , in the region of Use . If now , supposing at one end of our pole we find Lust seated crimson a…

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