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THE EQUINOX God is He who gives life; Caesar can only give death. One must love God, and not fear Czsar; as it is written in the Holy Book, “ He that taketh the sword shall perish by the sword.” You wish to be good? Then be just. You wish to be just? Then be free. The vices which make man like the brute are the first enemies of his liberty. Consider the drunkard, and tell me if this unclean brute can be called free ! The miser curses the life of his father, and, like the crow, hungers for corpses. The goal of the ambitious man is—ruins; it is t…
1898 · PDF PAGE 7
JEZEBEL 3 Ah God ! the traps for fervent feet ! The morrow beaconed, and I came By where the golden groves of wheat In summer glories fiercely flame ; To those white courts, by princes trod, Where Ahab sat, and mocked at God. Where Ahab sat :but lo ! I saw No king, no tyrant to be curst ; But she, who filled me with blind awe, She, for whose blood my thin veins thirst ; The blossom of a painted mouth And bare breasts tinctured with the south. For lo ! the harlot Jezebel ! Her hands dropped perfume, and her tongue (A flame from the dark heart o…
1898 · PDF PAGE 111
… deep, Anchored in some most certain anchorage From ocean’s rage ; Your patience stand when mountains shake and quail Before the gale Of God’s great tribulation. Make thee sure Thou canst endure. And work, work ever, sleep not, gird thy head With garlands red Of blood from swollen veins forced in bitter toil To win some spoil Of knowledge from the caverns of the deep. So shall the steep Pathways of heaven gleam with loftier fires Than earth’s desires. So shalt thou conquer Space, and lastly climb The walls of Time, And by the golden path the gr…
1898 · PDF PAGE 25
PREFATORY SONNET TO THE VIRGIN MARY Mother of God ! who knowest the dire pangs Of childbirth, and has suffered, and dost know How utter sweet the full fruit of thy woe, And how His heel hath crushed the serpent’s fangs, Be with me in the birth of this my book, These songs of mine, poor children, like to die ; Yet, if they may not perish utterly, It is to thee for sustenance I look. Mother of God ! be with me in success, Abide with me if peradventure fail These faint songs, murmurs of a summer gale That my heart clothes within a mortal dress ; A…
1902 · PDF PAGE 82
…ur blessing, sirs ! I worship Mary in my simple way. And see Her name in all the starry host, And Jesus crucified on every tree For me ! God speed you to the House of God ! The Eldest Pilgrim. The Blessing of the Virgin on your head ! The Youngest Pilgrim. What make you, sir, so downcast ? Come with us Who taste all happiness in uneasiness. Hunger and thirst, in His sweet Name — Tannhauser. Ah no! I have been shown another way than yours ! I am too old in this world's weariness, 80
1909 · PDF PAGE 172
…ept dominion, power, angel, throne, For unimaginable ends, and hiss, And fall. The heralds trumpet ; they are gone. Tread softly—'tis in God’s house thou hast been— And fearfully—'tis God that thou hast seen. G. H. S. Pinsent. 162
1909 · PDF PAGE 172
…ept dominion, power, angel, throne, For unimaginable ends, and hiss, And fall. The heralds trumpet ; they are gone. Tread softly—'tis in God’s house thou hast been— And fearfully—'tis God that thou hast seen. G. H. S. Pinsent. 162
1912 · PDF PAGE 115
…h he) ; “ For surely in some sore distress May be Sir Palamede.” Then they Rose as one man in glad liesse To honour that great health. ‘“God’s way Is not as man’s” (quoth Lancelot). “Yet, may God send him back this day, His quest achieved, to Camelot!” “ Amen!” they cried, and raised the bow! ; When—the wind rose, a blast as hot 109
1898 · PDF PAGE 6
2 JEZEBEL My body towards the city turns, My spirit seeks its fierier goal ; In wells of heaven to quench my thirst, And take Gods hand among the first. I conquered self ; I grew at last A prophet chosen of the Lord ; I blew the trumpets iron blast That called on Zimri Omris sword ; My voice inflamed the fiery steel That was to smite upon Jezreel. And now, I haste from yonder sands, With fervour filled, to say Gods doom To Ahab of the bloody hands, The spoiler of his fathers tomb, The slayer of the vineyard king. Gods judgment, and his fa…
1944 · PDF PAGE 128
…ly a hand energized by him. “And now it is the dance of Shiva. I lie beneath his feet, his saint, his victim. My form is the form of the god Phtah, in my essence, but the form of the god Seb is my form. And this is the reason of existence, that in this dance which is delight, there must be both the god and the adept. Also the earth herself is a saint; and the sun and the moon dance upon her, torturing her with delight.”
1944 · PDF PAGE 56
…this ap‐ pears to mean more bisexual than hermaphroditic. His madness is also a phase of his intoxica‐ tion, for he is pre‐eminently the god of the vine. He goes dancing through Asia, surrounded by various companions, all insane with enthusiasm; they carry staffs headed with pine cones and entwined with ivy; they also clash cymbals, and in some legends are furnished with swords, or twined about with serpents. All the half‐gods of the forest are the male companions of the Maenad women. In his pictures his drunken face, and the languid state of h…
1913 · PDF PAGE 116
ROBERT KEABLE . * BENEDICTION . I IKE the white shining of the Host When held in folds of blue, God lifts to -night the moon 's pale ghost To make old blessings new . A thousand fire- flies star His way , A thousand candle - lights ; Earth lit by other every day Can light her Lord at nights . Tall palms rear stately heads to grace The coming of the King , Incense to smoke before his face A thousand flowers bring . And all the world , as Eden was , Is hushed in holy fear , Only small creatures shrill because God holds them very dear . For earth …
1911 · PDF PAGE 66
…more than the helmet of the Most High. Who shall reach up to him in supplication, save those that he shall set upon his shoulders? Would God that my tongue were torn out by the roots, and my throat cut across, and my heart torn out and given to the vultures, before I say this that I must say: Blessing and Worship to the Prophet of the Lovely Star! And now he is fallen quite to the ground, in a heap, and dust is upon his head; and the throne upon which he sat is shattered into many pieces. And dimly dawning in this unutterable gloom, far, far ab…
1913 · PDF PAGE 368
THE EQUINOX amazed, for they can attain but part of it, never the whole. Thou art the God of gods, and all thy creatures bear witness to it; and in honour of this great name they owe thee all their worship. Thou art God, and all created beings are thy servants and thy worshippers ; thy glory is not tarnished, although men worship other gods, because their intention is to address themselves to thee; they are like blind men, who wish to follow the straight road, but stray; one falls into a well, the other into a ditch; all think that they are com…
1913 · PDF PAGE 368
THE EQUINOX amazed, for they can attain but part of it, never the whole. Thou art the God of gods, and all thy creatures bear witness to it; and in honour of this great name they owe thee all their worship. Thou art God, and all created beings are thy servants and thy worshippers ; thy glory is not tarnished, although men worship other gods, because their intention is to address themselves to thee; they are like blind men, who wish to follow the straight road, but stray; one falls into a well, the other into a ditch; all think that they are com…
1906 · PDF PAGE 14
…haos? None. The soul rolls senseless as the sun. III. Existence, as we know it, spins A fatal warp, a woof of woe. There is no place for God or soul. Works, hopes, prayers, sacrifices, sins Are jokes. The cosmos happened so: Innocent all of guide or goal. Else, what were man’s appointed term? To feed God’s friend, the coffn-worm! Iv. Laugh, thou immortal Lesbian! Thy verse runs down the runic ages. Where shalt thou be when sun and star, My sun, my star, the vault that span, Rush in their rude, impassive rages Down to some centre guessed afar 6
1912 · PDF PAGE 95
… “Ts not—at last |!—achieved and ended? Why taste I not the Bounteous Breath, Receive the Goodly Gift of Grace? Now, kind king-eagle (by God’s death !), Restore me to mine ancient place! I am advantaged nothing then!” Then swooped he from the Byss of Space, And set the knight amid the fen. “God!” quoth Sir Palamede, “that I Who have won nine should fail at ten! I set my all upon the die: There is no further trick to try. Call thrice accurséd above men Sir Palamede the Saracen!”
1911 · PDF PAGE 281
THE RITE OF MERCURY Iam the image of my Father Trnu, Lord of the City of the Sun ! The God who commands is in my mouth; The God of Wisdom is in my heart: My tongue is the sanctuary of Truth : And a God sitteth upon my lips! My word is accomplished each day, and the desire of my heart realises itself, like that of Ptah when he creates his works. I am Eternal; therefore everything acts according-to my designs, and everything obeys my words. Therefore I say unto Thee: come forth unto me from thine abode in the Silence, unutterable Wisdom, All—ligh…
1911 · PDF PAGE 281
THE RITE OF MERCURY Iam the image of my Father Trnu, Lord of the City of the Sun ! The God who commands is in my mouth; The God of Wisdom is in my heart: My tongue is the sanctuary of Truth : And a God sitteth upon my lips! My word is accomplished each day, and the desire of my heart realises itself, like that of Ptah when he creates his works. I am Eternal; therefore everything acts according-to my designs, and everything obeys my words. Therefore I say unto Thee: come forth unto me from thine abode in the Silence, unutterable Wisdom, All—ligh…
1898 · PDF PAGE 29
…s sacred, still shall dwell Together—Not the cold embrace Of “ We shall meet again ”, but let us say The ritual of a lover, being this “ God be with you ! ” She. O heart too dear to me, Too much beloved for lover’s tongue to tell, God be with you ! Farewell, sweet heart ! He. Farewell. (EXEUNT). BESUNT CETERA.