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…. [Vide K.D. snp L.GK. p. 528] [Vide K.D. L.C.K. p. 571] PD Coldness ; pertaining to Winter wp Angel of 6 8. bay Malo-Granatum yen © 307 Night Demon of 2" Dec. m_7'8") Ribkah i) 308 Daybreak pa Sparsor xpt Investigation “pn A harsh, grating sound pn Approaching, near ap Ice mp 309 Aleper. [Vide K.D. a=)a} L.C.K. p. 495] Angel of 2" Dec. & sD Strepitus cordis, mussitatio, FINWY susurratio, rugitus Field, soil, land mw 35 310 To trample on, conquer wo To govern, bind wan Formed. [LR.Q. 227] oy” The Initials of Idra Rabba spe Qadisha. [Each Letter…
1944 · PDF PAGE 104
…ted with the potencies of the cerebellum). In the system of the old Aeon, the resurrection of the Sun was not only from winter, but from night; and this card represents midnight. “There is a budding morrow in midnight”, wrote Keats. For this reason there appears at the bottom of the card, underneath the water which is tinged with graphs of abomination, the sacred Beetle, the Egyptian Khephra, bearing in his mandibles the Solar Disk. It is this Beetle that bears the Sun in his Silence through the darkness of Night and the bitterness of Winter. A…
1910 · PDF PAGE 26
…that shall endure : For us, these three divinest glasses fill, Fill to the brim with lustrous dew, nor fail To leave the blossom and the nightingale, Loves earlier kiss, and manhoods glowing prime ! Let these suffice. Shall man or Fate prevail ? Low, we are blind, and dubious fingers grope In Despairs dungeon for the key of Hope ; Lo, we are chained, and with a broken rhyme Would file our fetters and enlarge our scope. Yet ants may move the mountain ; none is small But he who stretches out no arm at all : Toadstools have wrecked fair cities i…
1904 · PDF PAGE 74
greatest luck in the world, her monthlies had come on that very morning. Ay ! Lad, we dined well. Why should I dwell upon that night ? Four in a bed, we drenched the sheets again and again. Not Leila herself could give me half the rapture I ex- perienced from my sister and mother when they laid themselves out to give me a real good birthday, especially when my father, honest man ! Came to the rescue in his bluff hearty old English fash- ion. Ah ! [72]
1910 · PDF PAGE 112
…? Why, its Captain Fuller that told us so. And how do you know that Fuller was right ? Im afraid youre a wicked man ; Good-night. While this sort of thing is styled success I shall not count failure bitterness.
1906 · PDF PAGE 118
…heart of the west, The sun’s last sigh of love expressed Ere the lake glimmer, borrow sleep From clouds and tinge their edges; weep That night brings love not to his breast, But only rest. We move toward the golden track Shed in the water: we look back Eastward, where rose is set to warn Promise and prophecy of dawn Reflected, lest the ocean lack In any space serene or slack Some colour, blushing o’er the fawn Dim-lighted lawn. At grave harmonious intervals. The grand voice of some seaman calls, Just as the picture fades, aware How it was fair.…
1904 · PDF PAGE 78
… medicine ! You like it ? SIR PERCY. It is heaven, heaven ! It is called — LADY GLENSTRAE. Morphia. They rest. SCENE XII TWO YEARS LATER Night : The Strand, opposite the Hotel Cecil. A chemist’s shop behind. A grey, old, wizen man staggers into the shop. CHEMIST. This prescription has been made up before, sir. THE MAN. Yes, I want it renewed, quickly, quickly.
1907 · PDF PAGE 19
…ea gemmed with all the colours of the opal , deepening into a limitless amethyst , darkens , and the sun goes out . The spangled pall of Night is drawn , and the lull of death is o'er us ; but no , hark ! the distant boom of a beetle is carried across the still glowing welkin , it is the signal drum announcing the marriage of Night and Day . The crescent moon rises , diaphanous and fair , and the world wakes to a chant : DIONYSUS I bring ye wine from above , From the vats of the storied sun ; For every one of ye love , And life for every one . …
1910 · PDF PAGE 44
…owards its first duality. The door opened behind him, and the creaking wood caused him to jump up. The daughter of his host stood in her night-garments, a poem in pale green and white. She said nothing; and he imitated the wisdom of her silence. His heart began a wild, unhealthy fandango; his temples ached; his legs shook under him. He felt himself paling; strange impulses prompted him to a return to ances- tral savagery. Alas, he sadly lacked experience. However, the woman had burned her vessels, and meant to help him. “Lionel,” she said, “I h…
1910 · PDF PAGE 44
…owards its first duality. The door opened behind him, and the creaking wood caused him to jump up. The daughter of his host stood in her night-garments, a poem in pale green and white. She said nothing; and he imitated the wisdom of her silence. His heart began a wild, unhealthy fandango; his temples ached; his legs shook under him. He felt himself paling; strange impulses prompted him to a return to ances- tral savagery. Alas, he sadly lacked experience. However, the woman had burned her vessels, and meant to help him. “Lionel,” she said, “I h…
1898 · PDF PAGE 92
Unholy phantom faces (Of self, Of sin ?) Grin wild in all the places Where blood is trodden in : The ground of night enchanted With deadly blooms is planted, Where evil beasts have panted And snakes have shed their skin. With poison steams the air, And evil scent Is potent everywhere ; Creation waits th’ event : In silence, without sighing, The living and the dying, Oppressed and putrefying, Curse earth and firmament. What dreams disturb my slumber, Or what sights seen ? Foul orgies without number In dens and caves obscene, 82
1910 · PDF PAGE 149
…r-Goddess guideth us her ship ; The sails belly out with the light. Beautiful head ! We will sing on our bed Of the beautiful law of the Night ! We are lulled by the whirr of the stars ; We are fanned by the whisper, the wind ; We are locked in unbreakable bars, The love of the spirit and mind. The infinite powers Of rapture are ours ; We are one, and our kisses are kind.
1910 · PDF PAGE 456
80 SIR PALAMEDES, THE SARACEN KNIGHT White as a corpse, the hero hails The dawn, that night of fear still shaking His body. All death’s doubt assails Him. Was it sleep or was it waking? “ By God, I care not, I!” (quod he). “Or wake or sleep, or live or dead, I will pursue this mystery. So help me Grace of Godlihead!” Ay! with thy wasted limbs pursue That subtle Beast home to his den! Who knows but thou mayst win athrough, Sir Palamede the Saracen?
1910 · PDF PAGE 456
80 SIR PALAMEDES, THE SARACEN KNIGHT White as a corpse, the hero hails The dawn, that night of fear still shaking His body. All death’s doubt assails Him. Was it sleep or was it waking? “ By God, I care not, I!” (quod he). “Or wake or sleep, or live or dead, I will pursue this mystery. So help me Grace of Godlihead!” Ay! with thy wasted limbs pursue That subtle Beast home to his den! Who knows but thou mayst win athrough, Sir Palamede the Saracen?
1910 · PDF PAGE 219
209 LE GOUT DE LINFINI I adore Thee as I do the Vault of Night, (O Vase of Sadness ! Silence of great might !) And love Thee more that Thou escapest me Dazzling my dreams, ironic subtlety That still adds league to leagueleagues limitless That keep the azure abyss from my caress ! I grip Gods throat, I grapple Him to terms So, to a corpse, a choir of coffin-worms ! Ah beast ! I love thee, cruel and uncontrolled, Even to that ice that burns when fire is cold.
1907 · PDF PAGE 45
…O my lord! JI am the most unhappy girl A the world. GLENSTRAF. Vell me about it—there, there, don’t cry! MOoLLy. *Y was but yestreen s’ennight. GLENSTRAE. A green wound is easiest cured. MOLLy. My lord, yestreen s‘ennight I was wooed and won, and ere the moonrise he deserted me. GLENSTRAE. Dear, dear! That’s bad, bad, bad, There, there, no doubt we shall be able to do something. MOLLY. My father thinks it is worse—oh, far worse! Iam to go away into service—oh ! oh! GLENSTRAE. and so you shall, my dear, so you shall. Come and live with my wife a…
1912 · PDF PAGE 29
…t, for breast and body yearns What purple wraps me round in its imperial fold But thy bright body, wound about this breast of gold ? The night is hot. Nights dome is widowed of the wind. I choke. I dare not come. I am broken up and blind With passion. Bring the gondola ! Off Lidos strand Let me adore you on the water. ORLANDO. Ah ! the land Is an unworthy soul to excite our ecstasy, Whose billows rise and roll and tumble like the sea. Lo ! heaven is scarred across by the first moonray ! [The moon rises MAGDALENA. Go ! I pant. I heave. What lo…
1917 · PDF PAGE 4
The times. A feast for the first night of the Prophet and his Bride! A Law of feast for the three days of the writing of the Book of the Law. A aberty. feast for Tahuti and the children of the Prophet—secret, O prophet! A feast for the Supreme Ritual, and a feast for the Equinox of the Gods. A feast for fire and a feast for water; a feast for life and a greater feast for death! A feast every day in your hearts in the joy of my rapture! A feast every night unto Nu, and the pleasure of uttermost delight! Aye! Feast! Rejoice! There is no dread her…
1905 · PDF PAGE 101
…y caves {n vain ; no faster wheels the moon above ; And still reluctant fly the hours of love. It is so peaceful in the castle: here The night of winter never froze a tear On my love’s cheek or mine; no sorrow came To track our vessel by its wake of flame Wherein the dolphin bathed his shining side ; No smallest cloud between me and my bride Came like a little mist ; one tender fear, Too sweet to speak of, closed the dying year With love more perfect, for its purple root Might blossom outward to the snowy fruit Whose bloom to-night lay sleeping…
1911 · PDF PAGE 109
…and apply the [prim/e. [To G. M. !2/ 5ί|0}ιπ] My cook is a great knave, you must know. I bade him prepare me a pasty of quails toward to-night, and the varlet swears there are no quails on the market. Now this morning riding I saw quails with these eyes. The air was as thick with them as when the Children of Israel were miraculously fed. G. M. OF ST [. A new miracle if the knave escape. But will not your lordship sup with me to-night? BISHOP. Thanks, good Grand Master. FIRST TORTURER. My lord, I think I heard a sigh. PHYSICIAN. Only a natural m…