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…the dweller be— tweenthe Waters The Ruler 01 Flux and Reflux: the Child of the Sons 01 the Mighty The Lord of the Fire of the World . The Spirit of the Primal Fire . The Great One of the Night of Time. . LETTER ATTRI- Abodes or Atouts of Thooth; Mansions of the House 01 01 the my FATH ER. BUTION 821111 Δ Vand?'ן
…the dweller be— tweenthe Waters The Ruler 01 Flux and Reflux: the Child of the Sons 01 the Mighty The Lord of the Fire of the World . The Spirit of the Primal Fire . The Great One of the Night of Time. . LETTER ATTRI- Abodes or Atouts of Thooth; Mansions of the House 01 01 the my FATH ER. BUTION 821111 Δ Vand?'ן
…room Seems to my fancy to be tossed about, Rocking and whirling on some dizzy sea. There is a horrible feeling in the air. [She shudders SPIRIT OF TRAGEDY. [During this speech sighs, crtes, voices Jrom without indicate the action, The keystone of this arch of misery Is set by the unfaltering hands Of Fate. How desperate the anarchy Wrought in one hour ! The fickle sands Run through the glass, and all the light is gone. Abysses without name the mighty power Spans with spread fingers; on the horizon Blood stains the setting sun, The shattered sun…
THE VISION AND THE VOICE foundation of the world he shall reveal unto his chosen. And they shall have power over every spirit of the Ether; and of the earth and under the earth; on dry land and in the water; of whirling air and of rushing fire. And they shall have power over all the inhabitants of the earth, and every scourge of God shall be subdued beneath their feet. The angels shall come unto them and walk with them, and the great gods of heaven shall be their guests. But I must sit apart, with dust upon my head, discrowned and desolate. I m…
The Spirit of Jehovah, like a dove On wings of love, Breathe the sweet kiss, a sacrament untold, And clothe the heart’s desire with flames of gold. No rash Icarian wing this passion plies, But sanctifies, As if a censer (that a cherub swings) Blossomed with wings And floated up, an incense-breathing bird, With songs half heard Before the throne of God. Even so this life Of sordid strife Is made most holy, beautiful, and pure, By this desire, if this desire endure. So to the altar of the Highest aspire Those souls whose fire Has on it cast one g…
…t to hold. No dove that Hylas knew, No dove that Sappho kissed, Nor in wide Heaven there grew This child of stranger dew Than God’s good spirit wist. Yet his wings bare him high, Divine beyond control, And, like for love to die, I felt his arrow fly Within my very soul. Ah Love ! the ambiguous kiss, Not man’s nor woman’s touch, In that ecstatic bliss— Not hell’s heat, as I wis, Had warmed us overmuch.
…uche is sealed upon the forest: ‘groves are gray With filtered glamours of the day, the steely ray flung off his shield. She kneels, yon spirit of the earth; she kneels and looks toward the east. In her gray eyes awakes the beast from slumber into druid mirth. She is amazed, she eager, she, exotic orchid of the glade! She waits the ripe, exultant blade, life tempered by eternity. 40
A FRAGMENT 23 He. And whose strong tide shall bear our spirit out Into the ocean of all happiness Whose bounds are Heaven. She. See ! the scythe of Time Sweeps on to cut the new-born flowers in twain That symbolizes the reluctant hour In which we met—and now the flower is dead And we must part. He. Fond hearts, chaste souls, as one Whose unity is 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 …
…e !—Amber-scented voice of light, Calling my name, ever, ever calling — Venus. Answer that call—and thou art lost indeed ! Wake thou thy spirit in this hateful sleep, Keeping the vision, rise, and spit on her ! Tannhauser. Spit on Thy likeness ? I who love Thee so ? Venus. Yes, yes : obey me ! She will leave thee then. She hath assumed mine image ! [^Tkunder. Tannhauser. What is that ? 44
…last or first. Since all transports me, how shall I Aught of one thing affirm aright ? She dazzles like the morning sky And soothes my spirit like the night. Too exquisite the music is That all her lovely shape affords For impotent analysis To mark how every bar accords.
…rthrow. My soul the heights and depths has spanned. I hold the star-streams in mine hand. I am the master of life and death And of every spirit that quickeneth. Yea ! in the light of knowledge, Pan
…ate The unsubstantial space , Move with my lips the laws of Fate That bind earth 's carapace ? No angel, but the very light And fire and spirit of Her, Unmitigated , eremite , The unmanifested myrrh , Ocean , and night that is not night, The mother -mediator .
… thou art chief And lord of all thy Soul : O patient thief Of God’s own fire ! What mysteries find fane In the white shrine of thy white spirit’s reign, Thou man of Sorrows : O, beyond belief ! Let God's own Peace be with thee : let thy days Prosper in spite of thine unselfish soul ; And as thou lovest, so let Love increase Upon thee and about thee : till thy ways Gleam with the splendour of that secret goal Whose long war grows the great abiding peace. O
… from a many hells— Though I had fathomed Fate ; though I had seen Chastity charm-proof arm the sea-gray eyes And sweet clean body of my spirit’s queen, Where nothing dwells that God did not devise. 28
…cked within me in the darkness the virility of Rome. Now’s the light, the light accurséd: I must get me to the feast, Stupefy this Panic spirit, throw a posset to the beast. ——Hail, ye Gods! ye Gods infemall here salutes ye Hercules! I am come to bring my spirit free of ye and forth of these. I am Orpheus! I will charm ye, bring Eurydice to light— Ah, my lords! Alas the omen! who shall turn me all to right? Who of all our proud Olympus shall avail me or befriend? Ah, my lords! but I am weary. See ye any one the end? Nay! we saw her grape and st…
…itten noon ! O sworded with the majesty of light, O girded with the glory of the moon ! Angel of absolute splendour! Link mine Old weary spirit with the All-Divine! of Ship that shalt carry me by many winds Driven on the limitless ocean! Mighty sword, By which I force that barrier of the mind’s Miscomprehension of its own true lord ! Listen, and answer, and behold my brow Fiery with hope! Bend down, and touch it now ! 1 From Kether, the Vast Countenance, are said to flow ‘' 13 fountains of magnificent oil”’ through Mezla, the Influence, upon Ti…
…Take thou this dagger ! At the miracle Of a moment when our lips are fastened close Once more, in the unutterable kiss,. Drive its sharp spirit to my heart ! TannhAuser. Not I! I know the spell. I am warned. I will begone. Venus. I swear I will not let thee ! Thinkest thou So long I have held thee not to have the power To hold thee still by charm, or love, or force ? Fool, for I hate thee ! I will have thy life ! TannhAuser. Where is the cavern in the mountain side, The accursed gateway of this house of Hell ? Venus. Thou canst not find it ! Fo…
… : Children, in my scepter lurks The old fire, with you works All My Strength Immortal, when you tear the lying fabric down. May Mans Spirit yet be great ? Gather power himself to rule, Master circumstance and fate, Laugh for joy and smile for dule, Weep brave tears while lute-strings sob, Clench brave hands when bosoms throb, Till his soul beyond control Break the fetters ; sweep across Worlds and waves on wings, wind-wafted, whiter than the albatross.
…f her love ? ” 1 Henry VI. I was most weary of my work : the mind Shuddered at all the wonders it had written, And the whole body by the spirit smitten Groaned : so I went and left my love behind, Danced the gross “ hula,” hardly disinclined, By a new lust emphatically bitten ; And so in flames at harlot glances litten I sought that solace I shall never find. Fool ! not to tell her. Triple fool to fly The sunny glance, the moonlight meditation, For even the light of heaven. How much worse The dark antithesis, the coarser curse Of Eden ! Pass, O…
…! my pure heart! Adulterous love began So subtly to identify the man With its own perfumed thoughts. the grape Into the furtive brain—-a spirit shape Kisses my spirit as no woman can. 1 love her—yes; and I have no escape. So steals I never spoke, I never looked! But she Saw through the curtains of the soul of me, And loved me also! It is very well. Tam well started on the road to Hell. Loved, and no sin done! Ay, the world shall] see The quest is first—a love less terrible. Yet, as I ride toward the edge of snow That cuts the blue, I think. Jor…