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1910 · PDF PAGE 464

The Equinox (Volume I, Number IV)

…en Of that lone land where Druids dwell. There came an eagle from the height And bade him mount. From dale to dell They sank and soared. Last to the light Of the great sun himself they flew, Piercing the borders of the night, Passing the irremeable blue. Far into space beyond the stars At last they came. And there he knew All the blind reasonable bars Broken, and all the emotions stilled, And all the stains and all the scars Left him; so like a child he thrilled With utmost knowledge; all his soul, With perfect sense and sight fulfilled,

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1913 · PDF PAGE 230

The Equinox (Volume I, Number IX)

…bowl is shattered, and is riven The chord that binds the spirit to the flesh: I sing because the notes have sought so long, And found at last one soul serene and fresh To bear the burden of eternal song. So for this hour of song I have tuned my lyre Unto the Rose of the Immortal Fire. (x) When I am faded into nothingness, And thou of whomI sing art earth and dust; And when the soul I bear for my distress Is faded in the sun; when love and lust Are nothing to us, dear—my songs shall tell Of all thou wast to those who knew not thee: In the immort…

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1913 · PDF PAGE 230

The Equinox (Volume I, Number X)

…bowl is shattered, and is riven The chord that binds the spirit to the flesh: I sing because the notes have sought so long, And found at last one soul serene and fresh To bear the burden of eternal song. So for this hour of song I have tuned my lyre Unto the Rose of the Immortal Fire. (x) When I am faded into nothingness, And thou of whomI sing art earth and dust; And when the soul I bear for my distress Is faded in the sun; when love and lust Are nothing to us, dear—my songs shall tell Of all thou wast to those who knew not thee: In the immort…

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1912 · PDF PAGE 183

The Equinox (Volume I, Number VII)

…shone, there wasn't a sound, not a sound, [THEY begin to lack 715841?/ן%;? CLARK. [Asiae fo Sergeant] He's been a bit excited-like these last few days—and the ale's main good. Don't seem to notice him! SERGEANT. [Asla’e !0 CLARK] Right, very right, neigh- bour Clark. [JACK starts to sing, mam! remember the words, sings anything—very ”401%-?!ששthe Male about, (mocks z'! at last an flaoe with ever-increasing a'z'n. The OTHERS go an Mailing and laughing. JACK at last exhausts himself. HE assumes his flu/live 25/?ששחמו mannen-they take no notice, bu…

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1912 · PDF PAGE 183

The Equinox (Volume I, Number VIII)

…shone, there wasn't a sound, not a sound, [THEY begin to lack 715841?/ן%;? CLARK. [Asiae fo Sergeant] He's been a bit excited-like these last few days—and the ale's main good. Don't seem to notice him! SERGEANT. [Asla’e !0 CLARK] Right, very right, neigh- bour Clark. [JACK starts to sing, mam! remember the words, sings anything—very ”401%-?!ששthe Male about, (mocks z'! at last an flaoe with ever-increasing a'z'n. The OTHERS go an Mailing and laughing. JACK at last exhausts himself. HE assumes his flu/live 25/?ששחמו mannen-they take no notice, bu…

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1898 · PDF PAGE 51

Songs of the Spirit

…d love transcending everything alway, Pity me, pity, since the poisonous root Of parting strikes the beauty of the day ; We meet for the last time beside the ocean gray. Soul of my soul, we never can forget— But, is our parting burnt across the skies ? Is the last word said ? Must our lips be set Not to new song, but to the bitter sighs As of a child whose flower-garden dies, Who knows no hope of some enduring spring ? 41

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1903 · PDF PAGE 27

The God-Eater

…riest. Dost think O’ the feast? Criosda, shrink ! The rune is woe. Ho! Ho! Criospa. Mother of Sin ! Rupua. Ho! Ho! Criospa. Thus then at last the Luck of Maurya throws A double-six to lost Criosda. RupuHa. Ho! The Luck of Maurya! The power of the deed. Criospa. I find thee, mother, at last. Life’s final flash Gleams through the storm. Rupua. l am found ! Ho! Ho! Criospa. What of the power? I bid these waves be calm In Maurya’s name.

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1913 · PDF PAGE 320

The Equinox (Volume I, Number IX)

…her. In breaking the insupportable yoke of mosaic pharisaism, Jesus welcomed all men to the brotherhood of the only son of God. When the last ideals fall, when the last material chains of conscience break, when the last of them that killed the 22

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1913 · PDF PAGE 320

The Equinox (Volume I, Number X)

…her. In breaking the insupportable yoke of mosaic pharisaism, Jesus welcomed all men to the brotherhood of the only son of God. When the last ideals fall, when the last material chains of conscience break, when the last of them that killed the 22

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1910 · PDF PAGE 109

The World’s Tragedy

… And strong, my lover, my delight !) Have all died down ; And in the darkness, clear As the dawn’s transient light Are thy lips, live at last ; Thine eyes, aflame at the red holocaust Of me thou gloatest over. See, I draw close, (O vital, murder-loving lover !) And all my being flows In a flood to my lips, and I kiss kiss kiss Madly, madly kiss, Out of rhythm, out of rime, Out of space, sense, time, Thy mouth — and I am thine : Sealed, sealed at last, enthroned upon The very star thou ridest on. O wine ! o wine ! Wine of thy luminous body rushi…

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1910 · PDF PAGE 158

The Scented Garden

…and-podex play till all the world in tears is shed Before the sword of Azrael, the trump of Israfel the dread,2 Exalt, exalt our love at last among the living and the dead, Resort to love, and press its purple calix with His purple head, Till fall the pearls with rubies strung, the dews upon the dawn that bled. Crimson, o lover, was our love, and crimson streams the sunset past ; Hyacinthine glows the vault of night, the Future certain, sure to last. Accept the gold of noon that pours its white-hot flood, its radiant blast !

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1913 · PDF PAGE 190

The Equinox (Volume I, Number IX)

…By Zeus From the skies, Prometheus, lost Prometheus Gasps and dies For ever on the rock of my desire, And the lusty Raven Hath sought at last his haven, Under the streams that flow from that lost fire... . Oh, woe! Oh, woe to me that have seen this, Oh, woe unutterable! the last long kiss Hath slain me, O thou nymph with wanton eyes! And now the sunlight dies A moment from the skies Over the Abyss. . . .

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1913 · PDF PAGE 190

The Equinox (Volume I, Number X)

…By Zeus From the skies, Prometheus, lost Prometheus Gasps and dies For ever on the rock of my desire, And the lusty Raven Hath sought at last his haven, Under the streams that flow from that lost fire... . Oh, woe! Oh, woe to me that have seen this, Oh, woe unutterable! the last long kiss Hath slain me, O thou nymph with wanton eyes! And now the sunlight dies A moment from the skies Over the Abyss. . . .

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1928 · PDF PAGE 168

Little Poems in Prose

Then at last my soul broke forth, and wisely did she cry, “No matter where, no matter where, so long as it is out of the world!”

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1907 · PDF PAGE 165

The Star in the West

…olden locks are burning on my eyes , And he with rosy finger points the way , The blood -wrought mystic path of Paradise , That leads at last through yonder icy spray Of Death to the blue vault of the undying day . In the last verse of “ A Spring Snow Storm in Wastdale ," there grows a wavering doubt , which leaps out furiously in the “Preliminary Invocation " in “ Jephthah ,” addressed to A. C. S. , breaking the shackles of the “ improving idea " of Christ : Let there be light !-the desecrated tomb Gaped as thy fury smote the Galilean .4 Almos…

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1898 · PDF PAGE 114

Songs of the Spirit

Immaculate, new-born, toward the sky, And shall not die Until they cleave at last the lampless dome, And lose their tent because they find their home. 104

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1898 · PDF PAGE 28

Songs of the Spirit

…wers, and made Their one white light divide to red and green And violet and the hues innumerable Lesser than these, and gave man hope at last With the invariable law of death Abundant in new life, and having filled The world with music, dost demand of us “ Is my work meaningless ? ” O thou, supreme, Thou, First and Last, most inconceivable All-radiating Unity, thou sphere All-comprehensive, all-mysterious, Spirit of Life and Death, bow down and hear ! [Bends deeper and prays silently. The flame grows duller, and finally leaves the room in absol…

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1912 · PDF PAGE 172

The Equinox (Volume I, Number VII)

…man to do, For they were fifteen hundred, and we were only two. And the banner of destruction wraps me round with glory and awe— Here’s a last clip of brave bullets for the bastard hounds of law! And here’s a health to Freedom, and may man defend the right I And the red flag folds me closer—«I have fought the last good fight. We died, we died unconquered—‘tis the triumph of the true: Though they were fifteen hundred, and we were only two. 130

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1912 · PDF PAGE 172

The Equinox (Volume I, Number VIII)

…man to do, For they were fifteen hundred, and we were only two. And the banner of destruction wraps me round with glory and awe— Here’s a last clip of brave bullets for the bastard hounds of law! And here’s a health to Freedom, and may man defend the right I And the red flag folds me closer—«I have fought the last good fight. We died, we died unconquered—‘tis the triumph of the true: Though they were fifteen hundred, and we were only two. 130

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1913 · PDF PAGE 138

The Equinox (Volume I, Number IX)

…ted by playing fives, billiards, etc. till nearly six this morning), to make a final search for Elemental Tablets. And lo! when I had at last abandoned the search, I cast mine eyes upon a hole in the loft, where were ski, etc., and there, O Holy, Holy, Holy! were not only all that I sought, but the manuscript of Liber Legis!” It was the last straw. For the next two days he remained in meditation, as in his previous Samma Sati meditation in Burma and China, where his marvellous escape from death supplied the last factor in the equation, and brou…

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