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THE EQUINOX Mine awful Destiny :— “To watch for ever. For ever watch, nor see the blind endeavour Of battling with the soul that wills Eclipse. “ Ever to know. And yet to know not ever The thing that irks thee most, how to dissever Thy Self from the blind wraith that watches thee. “The deed undone, that is before thee ever ! There is No Tig, thou canst forget it never, The Thing Undone is as the Thing Before. An endless chain, they stretch before thee, ever Mocking thy soul with purblind hopes that shiver As salt sea-spray on ice-bound rocks be…
1913 · PDF PAGE 246
THE EQUINOX Mine awful Destiny :— “To watch for ever. For ever watch, nor see the blind endeavour Of battling with the soul that wills Eclipse. “ Ever to know. And yet to know not ever The thing that irks thee most, how to dissever Thy Self from the blind wraith that watches thee. “The deed undone, that is before thee ever ! There is No Tig, thou canst forget it never, The Thing Undone is as the Thing Before. An endless chain, they stretch before thee, ever Mocking thy soul with purblind hopes that shiver As salt sea-spray on ice-bound rocks be…
1898 · PDF PAGE 40
…ndation of earth, For bloom the incarnadine fashion Of blessings that roar into birth ; And the gates that roll back on their hinges The soul of the sage may discern, Till the water with crimson that tinges Beyond them miraculous burn ; And the presence of God to the senses Is the passion of God in the mind, As the string of a harp that intenses The note that its fire may not find. For here in the tumult and labour And blindness of cowering man, _ The spirit has God for a neighbour, And the wheels unreturning that ran Return to the heart of the…
1910 · PDF PAGE 73
THE TEMPLE OF SOLOMON THE KING one we possess irrespective of our not being able to under- stand it. We have a soul, a veritable living Atman, irrespect- ive of all codes, sciences, theories, sects and laws. What then is this Atman, and how can we understand it, that is to say, see it solely, or identify all with it? The necessity of doing this is pointed out in Chandogya, 8. 1. 6. He who departs from this world without having known the soul or those true desires, his part in all worlds is a life of constraint; but he who departs from this worl…
1910 · PDF PAGE 73
THE TEMPLE OF SOLOMON THE KING one we possess irrespective of our not being able to under- stand it. We have a soul, a veritable living Atman, irrespect- ive of all codes, sciences, theories, sects and laws. What then is this Atman, and how can we understand it, that is to say, see it solely, or identify all with it? The necessity of doing this is pointed out in Chandogya, 8. 1. 6. He who departs from this world without having known the soul or those true desires, his part in all worlds is a life of constraint; but he who departs from this worl…
1905 · PDF PAGE 175
…ight of the hills. To me all the blossoms are seedless, Yet big with all manner of fruit : And a voice in the waste is needless Since my soul in its splendour is mute. Though the height of the hill be deserted, The soul of a man has its mate ; With the wide sky skirted his heart is reverted To commune with Fate. Far flings out the spur to the sunset ; Its help to the hope of the sun That all be unfolded if one set, That none be apart from the One ; And the sweep of the wings of the weather, Marked bright with the silvery ghylls For flickering f…
1907 · PDF PAGE 103
…subtle hate, your cunning sin Brands and corrodes me where it chooses. I fear not them that kill the body, But rather them that hurt the soul: My soul with your disdain is bloody; Your stripes are none to make me whole. Could you but see my vitals torn, My nerves on rack, my tortured spirit— Of all the ills to mortals born This is the sorest to inherit. If you could see the branded token Of your invisible whip, the scars Of your intangible knife, the unspoken Agonies, silent as the stars! Then you should count the agéd lines That wrinkle up my …
1904 · PDF PAGE 2
…word of Song ” on the cover, by some singularly uneducated man. Mr. Aleister Crowley has always been, in my opinion, a good poet ; his “ Soul of Osiris,” written during an Egyptian mood, was better poetry than this Browningesque rhapsody in a Buddhist mood ; but this also, though very affected, is very interesting. But the main fact about it is that it is the expression of a man who has really found Buddhism more satisfactory than Christianity. Mr. Crowley begins his poem, I believe, with an earnest intent to explain the beauty of the Buddhist …
1899 · PDF PAGE 58
…ndation of earth, For bloom the incarnadine fashion Of blessings that roar into birth ; And the gates that roll back on their hinges The soul of the sage may discern, Till the water with crimson that tinges Beyond them miraculous burn ; And the presence of God to the senses Is the passion of God in the mind, As the string of a harp that intenses The note that its fire may not find. For here in the tumult and labour And blindness of cowering man, _ The spirit has God for a neighbour, And the wheels unreturning that ran Return to the heart of the…
1905 · PDF PAGE 39
34 THE CANNIBALS And we, one mouth to kiss, one soul to lure, For ever wedded, one, divine, endure Far from sun, sea, and spring, from love or light, Imbedded in impenetrable night ; Deeper than ocean, higher than the sky, Vaster than petty loves that dream and die, Insatiate, angry, terrible for lust, Who shrivel God to adamantine dust By our fierce gaze upon him, who would strive Under our wrath, to flee away, to dive Into the deep recesses of his heaven. But we, one joy, one love, one shame for leaven, Quit hope and life, quit fear and death…
1910 · PDF PAGE 70
…e in Self-Contentment ! Sole Spirit gyring in its own ellipse ; Palpable, formless, infinite presentment Of thine own light in thine own souls eclipse ! Let thy chast lips Sweep through the empty æthers guarding thee (As in a fortress girded by the sea The ranging winds and wings of air Lift the wild waves and bear Innavigable foam to seaward), bend thee down, Touch, draw me with thy kiss Into thine own deep bliss, Into thy sleep, thy life, thy imperishable crown ! Let that young godhead in thine eyes Pierce mine, fulfil me of their secrecies,…
1905 · PDF PAGE 146
Thou take the wife, and risk the fate Eons could hardly culminate To lose thy soul! Not two but one Are ye. Together, as the stone, The oak, the river, or the sea, Mere elements of mine be ye, Or both resolve the dreadful life, And take death’s prize! Take thou the wife, Thou, who didst know. Her ignorance Resolve itself upon a chance! She shall decide the double fate. Be still, my child, and meditate ! This is an hour in heaven.” He ceased And I was silent. She released Her soul from that tremendous birth Of fear in gentle-minded mirth. “ Grea…
1913 · PDF PAGE 93
…ing for this "nonsense" sets one thinking of the Mysteries; one enters into deep contemplation of holy things, and God Himself leads the soul to a real illumination. Hence also the necessity of Incarnation: the soul must descend into all falsity in order to attain All-Truth. For instance: Old Mother Hubbard Went to her cupboard To get her poor dog a bone ; When she got there, ' This chapter was dictated in answer to a casual remark by Soror Virakam. Fra. P. said jokingly that everything contained the Truth, if you knew how to find it; and, bein…
1905 · PDF PAGE 81
…ed the word along, the signal of wide war. All earth took up the sound, And, being in one tune securely bound, Even as a star became the soul of silence most profound. IV Thus there, the centre of that death that darkened, I sat and listened, if God’s voice should break And pierce the hollow of my ear that hearkened, Lest God should speak and find me not awake— For his own sake. No voice, no song might pierce or penetrate That enviable universal state. The sun and moon beheld, stood still. Only the spirit’s axis, will, Considered its own soul a…
1905 · PDF PAGE 177
…the heart of the sea Than her waves deep-merging and striving and surging That deem they are free. In spirit I stand on the mountain, My soul into God’s withdrawn And look to the East like a fountain That shoots up the spray of the dawn. And the life of the mountain swims through me (So the song of a thrush in me thrills) And the dawn speaks to me, of old for it knew me The soul of the hills. I stand on the mountain in wonder As the splendour springs up in the East, As the cloud banks are rended asunder, And the wings of the Night are released.…
1905 · PDF PAGE 91
86 HYMN TO APOLLO Let me build for thee an abiding palace Rainbow-hued to affirm thy light divided, Yet where starry words, by thy soul guided, Sing as they glisten, Dew-drops diamonded from the abundant chalice ! Swoons the prayer to silence ; pale the altar Glows at thy presence as the last words falter— Lycian, listen !
1913 · PDF PAGE 114
Arthur Grimble . The poet , whose soul's unrest Kills all his spirit 's ease , But yet is blest With sweet increase . Lifts up his voice , elate , And carols blithe and free ; For to create Is ecstasy . Pain has but little worth For those who travail long To bring to birth A son , a song .
1922 · PDF PAGE 381
…sense. And now I had come to understand the mysteri- ous language of the people of the Abbey of Thelema. “Be the Priest pure of body and soul!” The love of Lou had consecrated me to do my will, to accomplish the Great Work. “‘ Be the Priest fervent of body and soul!” The love of Lou not only kept me from the contamina- tion of ideas and desires alien to my essential function in the universe, but inspired me to dynamic ecstasy. I do not know how long we sat under the stars. A deep eternal peace sat like a dove, a triple tongue of flame upon our …
1905 · PDF PAGE 128
…e city wall, he came Out to the living flame Of lambent water and the carven quay, Stone, like embroidery ! All the dear beauty of art’s soul sublime He looked on the last time, And trod the figured steps, and found the ledge At the white water’s edge Where the king’s pinnace lodged ; but he put by That shell of ivory, And chose a pearl-inwoven canoe, whose prow Bore the moon’s own bright brow In grace of silver sculputred ; and therein He stepped ; and all the water thin Laughed to receive him ; now the city faded Little by little into many-sh…
1907 · PDF PAGE 11
…grace, Relume the magic aura that begirt you, Bless you for purity and lifea store ! An ever-running fountain-head of virtue To heal my soul and buckler it and harden ! Your body is like ivory and silk ! Your lips are like the poppies in the garden ! Your face is like a wreath of flowers to crown me ! Your eyes are wells wherein I long to drown me ! Your hair is like a waterfall above me, A waterfall of sunset ! In your bosom I hear the racing of a heart to love me. Your blood is beating like a wind-blown blossom With rapture that you mingle i…