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… as men never were. Of sorrow much, of suffering a share, Leave me unmoved, or leave me conquering. O miserable ! that it should be so ! Lord Jesus, Sufferer for the sins of man, Thou didst invite me to Thy shame and loss. And I am happy ! Pity me ! Bestow The right to work in the eternal Plan, The right to hang on the eternal Cross ! I
…e House of Sri Parananda Swami, Ceylon. WITH feet set terribly dancing, With eyelids filled of flame, Wild lightnings from Him glancing, Lord Shiva went and came. The dancing of His feet was heard And was the final word. He danced the measure golden On dead men . . . His Saints and Rishis olden, The yogins that . . . He trampled them to dust and they Were sparks and no more clay. The dust thrown up around Him In cycles whirled and twined, Dim sparks that fled and found Him Like mist beyond the mind. The universe was peopled then With little god…
…miring the Stability of Him, how the shaking of His Universe, the dissolution of all things, should move Him not. 10. Yea, verily, I the Lord Viceregent of His Kingdom, I, Adonai, Who speak unto my servant V. V. V. V. V. did rule and govern in His place. 11. Yet also did I formulate the word of double power in the Voice of the Master, even the word 418. 12. And all these things deceived me not, for I expanded them by my subtlety into the Twelve Rays of the Crown. 13. And these twelve rays were One.
…d about Edom and Moab, pitched their weary tent Beyond the bank of Ammon ; and they sent Messengers thence to Sihon, Heshbon’s king, The lord of Amorites, and said to him: [ prithee, let us pass to our own place Through thy dominions: but his crafty mind, Fearing some treachery, that was not. save In his ill mind that thought it, did determine To gather all his people, and to pitch Tents hostile in the plains before Jahaz. And there he fought with Israel; but God Delivered Sihon to our hands, and all That followed him: whom therefore we destroy…
…ir Palamede the Saracen Came on a forest pool at length, Remote from any mart of men, Where there disported in his strength The lone and lordly elephant. Sir Palamede his forehead beat. “O amorous! O militant! O lord of this arboreal seat!” Thus worshipped he, and stalking stole Into the Presence: he emerged. The scent awakes the uneasy soul Of that Majestic One: upsurged 29
…ir Palamede the Saracen Came on a forest pool at length, Remote from any mart of men, Where there disported in his strength The lone and lordly elephant. Sir Palamede his forehead beat. “O amorous! O militant! O lord of this arboreal seat!” Thus worshipped he, and stalking stole Into the Presence: he emerged. The scent awakes the uneasy soul Of that Majestic One: upsurged 29
…e stars be drunk up by Sebek the dweller of Nile! 24. Arise, O serpent Apep, Thou art Adonai the beloved one! Thou art my darling and my lord, and Thy poison is sweeter than the kisses of Isis the mother of the Gods! 25. For Thou art He! Yea, Thou shalt swallow up Asi and Asar, and the children of Ptah. Thou shalt pour forth a flood of poison to destroy the works of the Magician. Only the Destroyer shall devour Thee; Thou shalt blacken his throat, wherein his spirit abideth. Ah, serpent Apep, but I love Thee! 26. My God! Let Thy secret fang pie…
…l word, and who shall fathom it? | PROPHET. Thy help is from the hills and desert lands. CHORUS. Our help is from the hills: we know the Lord. PROPHET. Death rides most violently against the sun.
…. So the rift Sprang and the flame roared. Farewell, Paradise ! How shall a man that is a man reward Her priceless sacrifice, rebuke the Lord ? Why, there’s Convention’s corral ; ring her round ! Here’s shame’s barbed wire ; push out the unclean thing ! Here’s freedom’s falconry ; quick, clip her wing ! There, labour’s danger—thrust her underground ! 158
… love Thee not, that by Thy grace our ministrations may be used to bring them out of darkness into Light, by the virtue of our crucified Lord, risen and ascended, Thine only- begotten Son, in Whose name we ask this Thy blessing, For Jesus Christ's sake, Amen. The End
…le hidden in the haze Of deserts death to god or beast ! Thou who art both shalt foin and feast With me who am both, thy hates co-heir, Lord of the West and of the East The scorpions hole, the lions lair ! I kissed his mouthsublime despair ! Our souls were one ; our bodies met Yea ! darkness cover everywhere The secret of the House of Set !
…s — so laves The sun his fire in cloud When the sea glows glassy red At the buffet of the wind On its cheek all wrinkle-lined. Ah ! thou Lord God ! thus thrice I made thy sacrifice. Still thou art dumb, Though I am duly come
… good girl ! ANGELA. I hate her. SIR PERCY. Buy yourself a pretty hat ! Forget my pretty speeches ! Flings his purse down. CARRUTHERS. O Lord Christ ! In one short day — he was a gentleman ! Sir Percival ! Would God I were dead too ! If he had lived — thank God he died ! Sir Percy, Lend me your pistol ; here’s a heart to hit ! Sir Percy descends, after taking farewell of Angela, and appears again on horse- back among his men. SIR PERCY. Arnold and Ritson, tend the wounded man ! To breakfast, gentlemen ! Looks up. Farewell ! ANGELA, waves her ha…
Then the Lord answered me out of the wind, Out of the whirlwind did He answer me; Gird up thy loins now hike a man, and find If thou canst answer like a man to Me! Who art thou darkening counsel by thy word, And in thine ignorance accusing Them Who. ere thy prayer was formulated, heard And crowned it with its passion’s diadem ? Who isthe Son of Man, that We should mind him ? Or visit the vain virgin of his pleasance ? Yet ever as he went We stood behind him And conipassed her with Our continual presence? From the black whirlwind the most high G…
II Bexoip! Arabia’s burning shore Rings to the hoofs of many a steed. Lord of a legion rides to war The indomitable Palamede. The Paynim fly ; his troops delight In murder of many a myriad men, Following exultant into fight Sir Palamede the Saracen. Now when a year and day are done Sir Palamedes is aware Of blue pavilions in the sun, And bannerets fluttering in the air. Forward he spurs; his armour gleams; Then on his haunches rears the steed; Above the lordly silk there streams The pennon of Sir Palamede! Aflame, a bridegroom to his spouse, He…
…the Mighty The Magus of the Eternal The Children of the Voice; the Oracles of the Mighty Gods The Child of the Powers οί the Waters; the Lord of the Triumph of Light The Daughter of the Flaming Sword LETT ER ATTRl- BUTTON 51
…the Mighty The Magus of the Eternal The Children of the Voice; the Oracles of the Mighty Gods The Child of the Powers οί the Waters; the Lord of the Triumph of Light The Daughter of the Flaming Sword LETT ER ATTRl- BUTTON 51
…nd the spine, independently of thy will. 12. If in this hour thou shouldst die, is it not written, “Blessed are the dead that die in the Lord” ? Yea, Blessed are the dead that die in the Lord ! 5
…o him the secret ways of death. His eyes are fixed, he sees Men dimly, like to trees Walking, and guesses they must be the angels of the Lord ; His hand is strong to hold The talent of fine gold, The wand so clean and cold ; His altar has a lamp divine, his girdle has a sword. 65
( 97) THE LORD'S DAY HE foolish bells with their discordant clang Summon the harlot-ridden Hell to pray: The vicar’s snout is tuned, the curates bray Long gabbled lessons, and their noisy twang Fills the foul worshippers with hate; the fang Of boredom crushes out the holy day, Where whore and jobber sit and gloom, grown grey For hating of each other; the hours hang. But where cliffs tremble, and the wind and sea Clamour, night thunders from the roaring West; I worship in the storm, and fires flee From my gripped lightnings and my burning crest …