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…ple 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 hate’s co-heir, Lord of the West and of the East— The scorpion’s hole, the lion’s lair! I kissed his mouth—sublime despair ! Our souls were one ; our bodies met— Yea! darkness cover everywhere The secret of the House of Set! Arys CUSACK.
1909 · PDF PAGE 214
…ple 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 hate’s co-heir, Lord of the West and of the East— The scorpion’s hole, the lion’s lair! I kissed his mouth—sublime despair ! Our souls were one ; our bodies met— Yea! darkness cover everywhere The secret of the House of Set! Arys CUSACK.
1905 · PDF PAGE 121
…y rolled In tubes of silver, lutes of gold ; And all that palace drowsed away The hours that fanned with silken fold The progress of the Lord of Day. Yet, as he slept, a grey Shadow of dream drew near, and stooped And glided through the ranks of slaves, Leaving no shadow where they drooped, No echo in the architraves As silent as the grave’s. II6
1910 · PDF PAGE 462
… will. And all his lust to win the quest Is but a passive-mild devotion. (Ay! soon the blood shall run right chill —And is not death the Lord of Rest ?) There as he basks upon the cliff He yearns toward the Beast ; his eyes Are moist with love; his lips are fain
1910 · PDF PAGE 462
… will. And all his lust to win the quest Is but a passive-mild devotion. (Ay! soon the blood shall run right chill —And is not death the Lord of Rest ?) There as he basks upon the cliff He yearns toward the Beast ; his eyes Are moist with love; his lips are fain
1912 · PDF PAGE 16
…ouncil, whose members are known only to the Doge and The Three. THE COUNT ALESSANDRO, an extravagant. THE COUNT LORENZO, his friend. THE LORD GABRIELE, a hunchback, one of The Three. THE COUNT ALONZO, one of The Ten. ORLANDO, a negro of the Tunisian Sudan, a bravo. THE LEGATE OF THE POPE. The archbishop, bishops, clergy, sbirri, gondoliers, Jew merchants, bravos, officers of state, secretary to the Doge, soldiers, sentinels, bodyguards, the governor of the prison, servants, etc. THE COUNTESS MAGDALENA PISELLI, the widowed daughter-in-law of the…
1905 · PDF PAGE 55
…oes of toil. Seed of Abel, this thy shame— To the boar-spear yields the sword. Seed of Cain, to heaven flame, And to earth cast Heaven’s Lord ! THE LITANY OF SATAN O thou, of Angels fairest and most wise, God by Fate’s treachery shorn of liturgies ! O Satan, have pity of my long misery ! O Prince of Exile, Sufferer of wrong, Whose vengeance, conquered, rises triply strong ! O Satan, have pity of my long misery !
1913 · PDF PAGE 107
CHAPTER VIII THE SWORD '* 'nr^HE word of the Lord is quick and powerful, and sharper than a X two-edged sword." As the Wand is Chokmah, the Will, "the Father," and the Cup the Understanding, "the Mother," Binah; so the Magick Sword is the Reason, "the Son," the six Sephiroth of the Ruach, and we shall see that the Pantacle corresponds to Malkuth, " the Daughter." The Magick Sword is the analytical faculty; directed against any demon it attacks his complexity. Only the simple can withstand the sword. x\s we are below the Abyss, this weapon is th…
1913 · PDF PAGE 40
RUPERT BROOKE . IN EXAMINATION . TO ! From quiet skies L In through the window my Lord the Sun ! And my eyes Were dazzled and drunk with the misty gold , The golden glory that drowned and crowned me Eddied and swayed through the room . . . Around me, To left and to right , Hunched figures and old , Dull blear -eyed scribbling fools, grew fair , Ringed round and haloed with holy light. Flame lit on their hair , And their burning eyes grew young and wise , Each as a God , or King of Kings , White robed and bright ( Still scribbling all ); And a f…
1914 · PDF PAGE 19
… the knife to slay his son. Does virtue bring about its own reward ? Not every virtue, nor to every one. In my case, anyhow, T thank the Lord ‘That showed me Glory to the great I AM!) A thicket, and the horns of—such a ram ! fa] ‘A worn-out whore that filched the crusts Of mongrels in Stamboul, And satisfied its lepers’ lusts, Followed a drunken fool, Who flung into her face his purse With his “Be off, bitch 1” and a curse
1929 · PDF PAGE 26
…trial. It began by an extra long prayer time and Joshua's account of the sin of Achan, impressively read. Next, an hour or two about the Lord's care of the school, the way He brought sin to light. Next, when well worked up and all our nerves on the jump, who stole what? Silence. Next, the Lord's care in providing a witness --- like the witnesses against Naboth! Then the witness and his story, as smooth as a policeman's. Next, sentence. Last, execution, with intervals of prayer! Champney's physique being impaired, one may suppose by his excessiv…
1898 · PDF PAGE 17
…l the harsh attack, Nor his followers call, Hear thou, O Most High, give ear To our pitiful complaint: Under woes of war we faint. Pity, Lord of Hosts, our fear! Hear, Most High, oh, hear! ° Enter Messenger. MESSENGER. My lords, take heed now, prayer is good to save - While yet the foemen are far off ; but now They howl and clamour at our very gates. ‘ ELEAZAR. Blaspheme not God, but tell thy woeful news. CHORUS. I fear me for the sorrow that he speaks. MESSENGER. The tribe of Ephraim went forth to fight Armed, and with bows, and turned them ba…
1912 · PDF PAGE 117
Thrice cried he piteously then Upon our Lord. Then shook his head Sir Palamede the Saracen, As knowing nothing might bestead, When lo! there rose a monster moan, A hugeous cry, a questing dread, As if (God’s death ! ) there coursed alone The Beast, within whose belly sounds That marvellous music monotone As if a thirty couple hounds Quested within him. Now, by Christ And by His pitiful five wounds |— Even as a lover to his tryst, That Beast came questing in the hall, One flame of gold and amethyst, Bodily seen then of them all. Then came he to …
1961 · PDF PAGE 219
…ll the Title and Superscription thereof; that is, The Book of Wisdom or Folly. I proclaim Blessing and Worship to Nuith Our Lady and Her Lord Hadith, for the Miracle of the Anatomy of the Child Ra-Hoor-Khuit, as it is shewn in the Design Minutum Mundum, the Tree of Life. For though Wisdom be the Second Emanation of his Essence, there is a Path to separate and to join them, the Reference thereof being Aleph, that is One indeed, but also an Hundred and Eleven in his full Orthography; to signify the Most Holy Trinity, and by Metathesis it is Thick…
1904 · PDF PAGE 82
…ween one and the other. Hullo, what’s that? Why, there’s a holy man near that Bo-Tree. He’ll tell m e what it all means.’ Poor silly old Lord of the Universe ! Had he carried his memory back one more step he’d have known all about Jehjaour and the con- spiracy, and that he was a Srotapatti and had only one more birth; and might well have put in the 311,040,000,000,000 myriads of æons which would elapse before lunch in rejoicing over his imminent annihilation. “ ‘Venerable Sir!’ said Mahabrahma, who had assumed the guise of a cowherd, ‘I kiss y …
1907 · PDF PAGE 65
LOVE-SONGS Be done with the dragons! Awaits for the lord of the sword On the crest of a mountain the maid, the availing award. The spear of the Wanderer shivers, the God is exhaust. Ue done with the Gods ! the key of Valhalla is lost. The fires that Loki the liar built up of deceit Are like roses that cushion the moss for the warrior’s feet. Be done with the paltry defences! She sleeps. O be done With the mists of the mountain! Awake to the light of the sun! Awake! Let the wave of emotions conflict- ing retire, Let fear and despair be engulfed …
1899 · PDF PAGE 35
…l the harsh attack, Nor his followers call, Hear thou, O Most High, give ear To our pitiful complaint: Under woes of war we faint. Pity, Lord of Hosts, our fear! Hear, Most High, oh, hear! ° Enter Messenger. MESSENGER. My lords, take heed now, prayer is good to save - While yet the foemen are far off ; but now They howl and clamour at our very gates. ‘ ELEAZAR. Blaspheme not God, but tell thy woeful news. CHORUS. I fear me for the sorrow that he speaks. MESSENGER. The tribe of Ephraim went forth to fight Armed, and with bows, and turned them ba…
1904 · PDF PAGE 77
…r felt better in my life. The devil take my trouble now ! I shall go out and conquer the whole world. I shall be the great magician, the Lord of the Stars. I have it in me to write poetry. Yes, that, first. (Goes to table and takes pen and paper.) In praise of — what is your medicine called, dear Marchioness ? LADY GLENSTRAE. Who calls me ? What is it ? Leave me alone ! SIR PERCY. Tell me, dear Lady — Maud ! LADY GLENSTRAE. Ah ! you are the boy. SIR PERCY. Your boy, queen ! LADY GLENSTRAE. Oh, yes, my boy. SIR PERCY. What is this medicine calle…
1913 · PDF PAGE 139
…could not have) every one would know it. It is the very pith and marrow of terror. Cynical it may be, indecent it may be, but I defy the lord of dreams to send any more plutonian nightmare to haunt our mortal sleep.” —Poetry Review. There is no more room to add all the other
1930 · PDF PAGE 96
…her concerning méditation. — Moreover let the Philosophus imagine to himself that he hath indeed succeeded in his dévotion, and that his Lord hath appeared to him, and that they converse as may be fitting. 23. Concerning the JVLysterious Triangle. — Now as three cords separately may be broken by a child, while those same cords duly twisted may bind a giant, let the Philosophus learn to entwine these three methods of Magick into a Spell. To this end let him understand that as they are One, because the end is One, so are they One because the meth…