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1930 · PDF PAGE 71

Magick in Theory and Practice (Section 2)

…hat Nero was as necessary as Julius Caesar. The Master of the Temple accordingly interfères not with the scheme of things except just so far as he is doing the Work which he is sent to do. Why should he struggle against imprisonment, banishment, death? It is ail part of the game in which he is a pawn. “It was necessary for the Son of Man to suffer these things, and to enter into His glory.” The Master of the Temple is so far from the man in whom He manifests that ail these matters are of no importance to Him. It may be of importance to His Work…

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1904 · PDF PAGE 54

In Residence

42 A REFRAIN OF A FAR COUNTRY Of fire-crowned waves of foaming jet That England rules with iron feet— The England we may not forget Where Love has chosen our retreat. The beeches wave, the poplar dips ; I know the breeze is here at last ; I see the dainty-masted ships Leap like young fawns beneath the blast : The water beats the shingle fast As if its heart with passion beat, And the sweet hour of sleep is past Where Love has chosen our retreat. The moon is up; the star-sky dawns ; My lover turns a ruby lip: There gather nymphs, and eager fauns…

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1904 · PDF PAGE 95

Snowdrops from a Curate’s Garden

… to repeat it were banal and blatant. Learn from this fable — counterfeit presentment (Shakespeare) Of Truth — this fact (I’ve sought it far !) The best of blessings is divine contentment, (Shakespeare again) and in particular (Seek not to exceed in matters of virility God-given ability !) [95]

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1911 · PDF PAGE 74

The Equinox (Volume I, Number V)

…talling Of wanton blisses, that the fear of palling Makes e’en the Sirens weep. Ah me! What serpent hisses from out those purple bysses, Far in the womb of the long-lying sea? She wakes I Nor dare he creep back to her soul, whence Sleep Has torn aside the mist—hung drapery ; Too strange the way, and steep. ETHEL ARCHER. 66

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1911 · PDF PAGE 74

The Equinox (Volume I, Number VI)

…talling Of wanton blisses, that the fear of palling Makes e’en the Sirens weep. Ah me! What serpent hisses from out those purple bysses, Far in the womb of the long-lying sea? She wakes I Nor dare he creep back to her soul, whence Sleep Has torn aside the mist—hung drapery ; Too strange the way, and steep. ETHEL ARCHER. 66

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1913 · PDF PAGE 71

Cambridge Poets 1900–1913

…windmill into iron shade , And stir the chill canal with manifold Rays of clear morning ; never grow afraid When he dips down beyond the far , flat land , Know never more the day and night apart , Know not where frost has laid his iron hand Save only that it fastens on my heart ; Save only that it grips with icy fire These veins no fire of hell could satiate ; Save only that it quenches this desire . Let me pass out beyond the city gate . THE ROSICRUCIAN . SEE the centuries wax and wane , I know their mysteries of pain , The secrets of the livi…

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1913 · PDF PAGE 193

Cambridge Poets 1900–1913

…dust . But rarely hold I converse thus Where shapes are bright and clamorous , More often comes the word divine In places motionless and far ; Beneath the white peculiar shine Of sunless summer afternoons ; At eventide on pale lagoons Where hangs reflected one pale star ; Or deep in the green solitudes Of still erect entrancéd woods . 0, in the woods alone lying , Scarce a bough in the wind sighing , Gaze I long with fervid power At leaf and branch and grass and flower , Breathe I breaths of trembling sight Shed from great urns of green delight…

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1904 · PDF PAGE 119

The Sword of Song

… ilation of m eta- physics is due to the actual lack of experi- ence in the m ind of the reader of the phenomena discussed. I will go so far as to say that perhaps Mr. Spencer himself is so bitter because he him self has actual ex- perience of “Transfigured Realis m” as a directly presented phenomenon; for if he supposes that the normal healthy mind can perceive what he perceives, Berkeley’s argu- ments must se em to him mere wanton stupidity. I class the Hindu philosophy with the Idealist; the Bhuddistic with that of Mr. Herbert S pencer; the …

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1905 · PDF PAGE 129

Orpheus

…enting, with these pangs Tearing my liver, more Promethean Than ever Titan knew—the sunbright span Of narrow water mocks me, brightening Far to the indigo Ionian. The sun hangs high, as in the Arabian tale Enchanted palaces defy the gale, Perched upon airy mountains, on the wing Of genii poised, souls suffering and pale With their long labour: wizard spire and dome That maidens grown magicians had for home, | Where the charmed sword and graven talisman Held them supremely floating on the foam Where cloudier seas innavigably roll, Misty with ele…

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1913 · PDF PAGE 225

Cambridge Poets 1900–1913

…ack ! Oh will you never hear ? He stands upright , half smiling , with his face towards the blast , My voice is weak and cannot reach as far as you , my dear . Hide your eyes , hide your eyes , and look from him if you can ! His face shines pale beneath the moonlit skies For he is sick at heart for home , yet proud to be a man But oh his guileless baby mouth , his open childlike eyes 206

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1913 · PDF PAGE 610

The Equinox (Volume I, Number IX)

…c and amazingly clever, it is at the same time the quintessence of paradox and simplicity itself; yet when all this is said one is still far from the core, for just when one thinks fo have discovered it, one finds that many obvious beauties of thought and expression have been over- looked, others misinterpreted. Sometimes one is even doubtful if the author himself could translate into definite terms the exact meaning of his aphorisms and paradoxes without detracting from the value of the book as artistic expression of is personality. This is, h…

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1913 · PDF PAGE 610

The Equinox (Volume I, Number X)

…c and amazingly clever, it is at the same time the quintessence of paradox and simplicity itself; yet when all this is said one is still far from the core, for just when one thinks fo have discovered it, one finds that many obvious beauties of thought and expression have been over- looked, others misinterpreted. Sometimes one is even doubtful if the author himself could translate into definite terms the exact meaning of his aphorisms and paradoxes without detracting from the value of the book as artistic expression of is personality. This is, h…

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1899 · PDF PAGE 204

Jephthah and Other Mysteries

…uched my mind a moment, and is past Into the gloomy.kingdom. I may cast The sandals of the night away, and fling My body, like a meteor, far and fast Into the azure, and within the vast Lift up my voice and eloquently sing, Till God delight to hear me at the last, To wed his Love unto my love and me For a new Trinity!

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1910 · PDF PAGE 34

Ambergris

…er. Linger, dew, linger ! and gem All the fresh flowers in the garland ! Blossom, leaf, bud and green stem Flash with your light to some far land, Where men shall wonder if you be not a newly- born starland. Ah ! The sweet scents of the woods ! Ah ! the sweet sounds of the heaven ! Sights of impetuous floods, Foam like the daisy at even, Folding o’er passionate gold petals that sunrise had riven ! See, like my life is the stream Now its desire is grown quiet ; Life was a passionate dream Once, when light fancy ran riot,

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1913 · PDF PAGE 137

Cambridge Poets 1900–1913

…grass , the unthinking beast , Reach up to God ? How understand What links the greatest with the least ? Or how should God , who throws afar Time 's weft across the warp of space , Who communes not with any star , Nor the sun 's radiance finds his face , Stoop and observe a spinning ball His hand in one slight moment twirled , Half idly sundering from the All That last least particle , the world ? Man 's flesh is rooted in the ground , Whose mind , yet , reaching up the sky Far beyond scope of light or sound Commerces with infinity . Child of t…

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1906 · PDF PAGE 14

Collected Works (Vol. II)

…is reaping ! Wilt slumber, dear? One last kiss, I be- seech ! Come to us, Death! My love and I are sleeping! EPILOGUE TO ‘‘GREEN ALPS.”? FAREWELL, my book, whose words I have not given One tithe of those fierce fires that in me dwell ! Now, after these long nights that I have striven, Farewell ! My spirit burns to know, but may not tell, Whether thy leaves, by autumn breezes driven, Fly far away beyond the immutable ; Whether thy soul shall find its home in heaven, Or dart far-flaming through the vaults of hell— To him that loveth much is much …

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1929 · PDF PAGE 96

Moonchild

…onveyed the most cordial kindness. He explained that he wished her to continue in full control of the house, only modifying its rules so far as might be necessary for the success of a certain experiment in magick which he had come to carry out. Sister Clara acquiesced with the [137] slightest of nods; then she raised her voice, and summoned the others to the evening adoration of the Sun. Cyril performed this as leader; the duty done, he was free to meet his new brothers and sisters. Sister Clara was assisted by two young women, both of the slen…

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1906 · PDF PAGE 275

Collected Works (Vol. II)

TIME 269 Myst. Oh never! The word “real” im- plies to us subjectivity; a thing is only real to us so far as it is known by us; even its Un- knowability is a species of knowledge of it: and, by Savitri! when I say real Zo us, I say real absolutely, since all things lie to me in the radius of my sensorium. ‘‘ To others” is a vain phrase, Scept. True; for those ‘‘ others” only exist for you inasmuch as, and in so far as, they are modifications of your own thought-stuff.! . Myst. Agreed, then; instead of looking through the glasses of the metaphysi…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 12

Collected Works (Vol. I)

ACELDAMA 5 And lose ourselves, together, far above . The highest heaven, in one sweet lover’s kiss, So sweet, so strong, That with it all my soul should unto him belong. XXIV. An ecstasy to which no life respends, Is the enormous secret I have learned : When self-denial’s furnace- flame has burned Through love, and all the agonising bonds That hold the soul within its shell are turned ‘To water weak ; ‘hen may desires obtain the cypress crown they seek. XXV. Browning attained, I think, when Evelyn Hope Gave no response to his requickening kiss …

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1901 · PDF PAGE 138

The Soul of Osiris

…sign of Spring ! Poor folly mine : I cannot see Save from one corner of one star ! So many millions over me ; So many, and the next, how far !

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