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1902 · PDF PAGE 14

Tannhäuser

…ained myself. Nowhere does Tannhauser refer to the Vedas and Shastras or to the Dhamma of that blameless hypochondriac, Gotama Buddha. I take all the blame for so important an omission, not without a shrewd suspicion that the commination will take the form of " For this relief much thanks ! " The particular object that I have in view in speaking both in Hebrew and Egypto-Christian symbology is that by this means I may familiarise my readers with the one thing of any importance that life, travel, and study have taught me, to wit : the Origin of …

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1898 · PDF PAGE 118

Songs of the Spirit

No chords for my memory bring ; Those lips like a soul that are clinging most silently cling. Take though for these verses, though time be So sure and so swift for thy feet, Though far from this England thy clime be In years that sway slow as the wheat, Take thought, for an hour let my rhyme be not wholly unsweet. For truth and desire and devotion May lend through the verses a voice, They tremble with violent motion, They yearn to be fair for thy choice As billows and winds of the ocean that roar and rejoice. For winds that are shaken and riven…

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1930 · PDF PAGE 136

Magick in Theory and Practice (Section 4)

Let the Practicus take a piece of Silver and fashion therefrom acup. The height shall be 8 inches, and the diameter 3 inches. Let him by his understanding and ingenium devise a Number to represent the Universe. Let his Philosophus approve thereof. Let the Practicus engrave the same upon his cup with his own hand and instrument. Let it when finished be consecrated as he hath skill to perform, and kept wrapped in silk of azure blue. Let the Philosophus take a rod of copper, of length eight inches and diameter half an inch. Let him fashion about t…

1905 · PDF PAGE 8

Oracles

…preme to be so high In a treacherous balloon, Like the Kings of Destiny, All the earth for their spittoon. Toads are gnawing at my feet. Take them off me quick, I pray ! Worms my juicy liver eat. Take the awful beasts away ! Vipers make my bowels their meat. Fetch a cunning knife and slay ! Kill the tadpoles in my lung, And the woodlice in my spine, And the beast that gnaws my tongue, And the weasel at my chine, And the horde of adders young That around mine entrails twine ! Come, dissect me ! Rip the skin ! Tear the bleeding flesh apart ! See …

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1907 · PDF PAGE 41

Konx Om Pax

… learnt to know and enjoy. Now when one is a Princess it is very important to have good manners, so you have to go into the passage, and take one on each arm, and go through with them singing and dancing; and if you hurt the feelings of either of them the least little bit in the world it would show you were not really a great lady, only a dress lady, and there is a man with a bow and arrow in the air, and he would soon finish you, and you would never get to the Third House at all. But the real serious difficulty is the outdoors. You have to leave…

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1901 · PDF PAGE 83

The Mother’s Tragedy

THE MOTHER AT THE SABBATH — 69 Fall down, my baby; worship him with me. There, go; I give you to his monster kisses! Take her, my God, my God, my infamy, My love, my master! take the fruit of me! —Shrieks every soul and every demon hisses ! Out! out! the ghastly torches of the feast! Let darkness hide us and the night discover The shameless mysteries of God grown beast, The nameless blasphemy, the sliméd East— Sin incarnated with a leprous lover! “Hoc est enim ”’—the victim! ah! my womb, My womb has borne the victim! Now I queen it To-night upo…

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1913 · PDF PAGE 51

Cambridge Poets 1900–1913

…e we ' ve known and enjoyed I to the fullest : Yesterday 's roses are dead , those of next year are not born . Autumn comes on apace . O take my head on your bosom ; Let us reason awhile between a kiss and a kiss . All my body and soul are bent and bowed to your service , Take my body and soul , give me your body and soul : Trusty and anxious servants bound the one to the other , Seek not to set them apart , each has station in love . Love me and understand me , sympathy give me and passion , Give me a place in your mind , give me a place in yo…

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1898 · PDF PAGE 54

White Stains

48 BALLADE DE LA JOLIE MARION To part, but now our pleasure take In one last bout of rivalry, Whose passions first shall answer make To the dances that the curtains shake Till we must part and love must die.

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1911 · PDF PAGE 148

The Equinox (Volume I, Number V)

…ire—~and if Zola’s facts were all false, it would not alter the truth he came to tell, poor, provincial, time-serving truth as it is.” “ Take Ibsen l It is no accusation to say that Norwegians never act as his characters do; no defence to prove that Norwegians always do act so. It has nothing to do with the question. Romeo and Juliet make love in English—nobody minds! Macbeth is not obliged to say, ‘Hoots! ma leddy!’ every time he addresses his wife. The fool who bothers with local colour misses the sunshine. The man with the burette misses the…

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1911 · PDF PAGE 148

The Equinox (Volume I, Number VI)

…ire—~and if Zola’s facts were all false, it would not alter the truth he came to tell, poor, provincial, time-serving truth as it is.” “ Take Ibsen l It is no accusation to say that Norwegians never act as his characters do; no defence to prove that Norwegians always do act so. It has nothing to do with the question. Romeo and Juliet make love in English—nobody minds! Macbeth is not obliged to say, ‘Hoots! ma leddy!’ every time he addresses his wife. The fool who bothers with local colour misses the sunshine. The man with the burette misses the…

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1902 · PDF PAGE 58

Tannhäuser

…nus. Let its old sleepy fragrance lull thee now. Yet madden thee in brain and sense and soul, Mixing success with infinite despair. So ; take our secret back to sleep with us :— And in that sleep I know that thou wilt choose The fact, and leave the dream, and so disdain These far-off splendours, catch the nearer joy. Take squalid kisses, banish crested love Intangible. Delights it thee, my friend. To reach the summits unattained before. And stumble on their snows ? Thine old desire Was just to touch the mere impalpable. To formulate the formles…

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1913 · PDF PAGE 41

The Book of Lies

…ick had subdued all things to himself. Would he travel? He could fly through space more swiftly than the stars. Would he eat, drink, and take his pleasure?

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1912 · PDF PAGE 255

The Equinox (Volume I, Number VII)

…erses a funeral hymn That awakes with awakening day. ’Twas all such a meaningless play, Poet prend ton lure—Je disparaitre. Hail I Poet, take my hand—we’ll walk Still a little way. I’ll not desert thee at the close of day, I, too, must pray A beggar asking alms of passers-by, Does not refuse a drink to one who 's dry That once by him did lie. Poet, come closerbefore I leave for aye Take thou my hand, we’ll walk still A little way. 213

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1912 · PDF PAGE 255

The Equinox (Volume I, Number VIII)

…erses a funeral hymn That awakes with awakening day. ’Twas all such a meaningless play, Poet prend ton lure—Je disparaitre. Hail I Poet, take my hand—we’ll walk Still a little way. I’ll not desert thee at the close of day, I, too, must pray A beggar asking alms of passers-by, Does not refuse a drink to one who 's dry That once by him did lie. Poet, come closerbefore I leave for aye Take thou my hand, we’ll walk still A little way. 213

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1910 · PDF PAGE 22

The Winged Beetle

… voiceless thoughts as these ? XII These dreams reform Themselves into a rainbow to the storm Of simple passion ; let me from the string Take many-coloured wing As a swift-thoughted arrow Vertically shot against the sun ! I would you were a sow And these my verses were your squealing farrow, That they might suck the milk of your perfection Unto them, that the world’s ear might be won, The world’s heart melted now, The world’s mind drawn from its dejection, By the sure fact that not in idle dream But sole in sense supreme Certainly visible and t…

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1901 · PDF PAGE 60

The Mother’s Tragedy

…of deity, And like some reeling procuress grown wolf By infamous bewitchment, haunt the stairs, And pluck the young men by the robe, and take The maidens for her sacrifice, and burn With great unquenchable dead lustrous eyes Toward impossible things grown possible In Egypt. I will cleanse the land of this. Let me remember I am yet a god! Re-enter LEPER. THE LEPER. Thou must be brought before her presently Borne in a coffin. See thou fill it not, But take the lion’s mask and play his part Before the throne. Be ready, and be strong. PACHAD. I sha…

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1928 · PDF PAGE 78

Little Poems in Prose

…HE TWILIGHT OF EVEN THE day falls; a great relief comes over the poor minds that are wearied with the day’s toil, and their thoughts now take on the tender and uncertain colours of the twilight. Nevertheless, from the level of the moun- tain to my balcony across the transparent clouds of even there comes a great howl, com- posed of many discordant cries, which space transforms into a mournful harmony like that of a rising tide or of a tempest which awakes. Who are these unfortunate ones to whom evening brings no calm, and who, like the owls, ta…

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1910 · PDF PAGE 39

The Equinox (Volume I, Number III)

…, of course!” the man replied. “You are a greater fool than I took you for.” “What do you mean?” he queried, vexed and puzzled. “Am I to take it that you had the intention—that you were prepared... ?” “Go on.” “T don’t know.” “T will be,” she said, repressing a merry chuckle, “ quite outspoken. I was preparedto...donothing. Had you formu- lated some reasonable request . . . well, it might have ended otherwise. But marriage! Whom do you take me for?” And the lady—she was dark-haired—whistled to her favourite monkey, a reddish animal, who bounded…

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1910 · PDF PAGE 39

The Equinox (Volume I, Number IV)

…, of course!” the man replied. “You are a greater fool than I took you for.” “What do you mean?” he queried, vexed and puzzled. “Am I to take it that you had the intention—that you were prepared... ?” “Go on.” “T don’t know.” “T will be,” she said, repressing a merry chuckle, “ quite outspoken. I was preparedto...donothing. Had you formu- lated some reasonable request . . . well, it might have ended otherwise. But marriage! Whom do you take me for?” And the lady—she was dark-haired—whistled to her favourite monkey, a reddish animal, who bounded…

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1919 · PDF PAGE 54

The Equinox (Volume III, Number I)

THE EQUINOX us men and women: “Come forth, O children, under the stars, and take your fill of love! Iam above you and in you. My ecstasy is in yours. My joy is to see your joy.” Later She explains the mystery of sorrow: “For I am divided for love’s sake, for the chance of union.” “This is the creation of the world, that the pain of division is as nothing, and the joy of dissolution all.” It is shown later how this can be, how death itself is an ecstasy like love, but more intense, the reunion of the soul with its true self. And what are the con…

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