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1922 · PDF PAGE 57

Diary of a Drug Fiend

… too, a kind of half- baked Nonconformist parson, one Jabez Platt, who had realised early in life that his mission was to go about doing good. Some people said that he had done a great deal of good—to himself. His principle in politics was a very simple one: If you see anything, stop it; everything that is, is wrong; the world is a very wicked place. He was very enthusiastic about putting through a law for suppressing the evil of drugs. We smiled our sympathefic assent, with sly glances at our hostess. If the old fool had only known that we wer…

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1922 · PDF PAGE 173

Diary of a Drug Fiend

…licated gesture quite incomprehensible; but it vaguely suggested to me some ceremonial reverence connected with death. “‘T had the great good fortune to be adopted by this man; he taught me how to climb; in particular, how to glissade. He made me start down the slope from all kinds of complicated positions ; head first and so on; and I had to let myself slide without attempting to save myself until he gave the word, and then I had to recover myself and finish, either sitting or standing, as he chose, to swerve or to stop; while he counted five.…

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1910 · PDF PAGE 439

The Equinox (Volume I, Number III)

…ic spire he spies, That like a gladiator towers Its spear-sharp splendour to the skies. The people cluster round, acclaim : “Sir Knight, good knight, thy quest is won. Here dwells the Beast in orient flame, Spring-sweet, and swifter than the sun!” Sir Palamede the Saracen Spurs to the shrine, afire to win The end; and all the urgent men Throng with him eloquently in. Sir Palamede his vizor drops; He lays his loyal lance in rest; He drives the rowels home—he stops! Faugh! but a black-mouthed money-chest! 63

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1910 · PDF PAGE 439

The Equinox (Volume I, Number IV)

…ic spire he spies, That like a gladiator towers Its spear-sharp splendour to the skies. The people cluster round, acclaim : “Sir Knight, good knight, thy quest is won. Here dwells the Beast in orient flame, Spring-sweet, and swifter than the sun!” Sir Palamede the Saracen Spurs to the shrine, afire to win The end; and all the urgent men Throng with him eloquently in. Sir Palamede his vizor drops; He lays his loyal lance in rest; He drives the rowels home—he stops! Faugh! but a black-mouthed money-chest! 63

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1922 · PDF PAGE 124

Diary of a Drug Fiend

…rselves of international importance. “‘ Well, it’s like this. If I turn up in Capri, which is a very small place, without a particularly good excuse, people will look at me and talk about me, and if they look too hard and talk too much, it’s ten to one I’m spotted,.not necessarily for what I am, but as a stranger of suspicious character. And if the man I’m after gets on his guard, there'll be absolutely nothing doing.” ‘" Yes,” I said, ‘I see all that, but—well, we’d do anything for good old England—goes without saying, but how can we help you …

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1910 · PDF PAGE 163

The Winged Beetle

…lendour to its unappointed term : For all the mean homunculi that dance Around us shudder at our brilliance. These puppets perish in the good grand glare, Our sworded sunlight in the boundless air ! These bats need cloisters ; these tame birds a cage ; How should they know the Masters of the Age ? Or understand when the Archangels cry Adoring us “ 'Έλλην κατ’ άστερ ‘έι ” ?

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1910 · PDF PAGE 422

The Equinox (Volume I, Number III)

46 THE HIGH HISTORY OF GOOD Intangible, ingustable, Insensitive to human smell, Invariable, implacable, Invincible, insciable, Irrationapsychicable, Inequilegijurable, Immamemimomummable. Such is its nature: without parts, Places, or persons, plumes, or pell, Having nor lungs nor lights nor hearts, But two in one and one in two. Be he accurséd that disparts Them now, or seemeth so to do! Him will I pile the curses on ; Him will I hang, or saw him through, Or burn with fire, who doubts upon This doctrine, hotototon spells The holy word otototon.…

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1910 · PDF PAGE 422

The Equinox (Volume I, Number IV)

46 THE HIGH HISTORY OF GOOD Intangible, ingustable, Insensitive to human smell, Invariable, implacable, Invincible, insciable, Irrationapsychicable, Inequilegijurable, Immamemimomummable. Such is its nature: without parts, Places, or persons, plumes, or pell, Having nor lungs nor lights nor hearts, But two in one and one in two. Be he accurséd that disparts Them now, or seemeth so to do! Him will I pile the curses on ; Him will I hang, or saw him through, Or burn with fire, who doubts upon This doctrine, hotototon spells The holy word otototon.…

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1929 · PDF PAGE 172

Moonchild

…iplinarian, in my judgment. But you are still a priest? Your orders are still valid? A baptism or a marriage performed by you would hold good?" "It's a cinch. The Hallelujah Guarantee and Trust Company, St. Paul. Offices in the James D. Athanasius Building." "Then, sir, I shall ask of you the favour to hold yourself in readiness to baptize two persons at nine of the evening precisely, the day after to-morrow. That ceremony will be followed by another, in which you will marry them." "I swan." "I may rely on your good offices?" "I'll come in a wh…

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1898 · PDF PAGE 39

White Stains

… name ! “ I gave thee life, life passeth by ; I gave thee youth, that youth is fled. Thinkst thou that I will fructify Now, at thine own good time, thy dead And barren bed ? “ How worship me, yet break my laws ? Art thou a God ? Didst thou devise The infinite world ? Did thy word cause The silver Caucasus to arise ? Art thou all-wise ? “ Or hast thou mocked me, setting high A molten calf, a graven block,

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1910 · PDF PAGE 84

Ambergris

…he song of the level and line ! The whirr of the whistling wheel ! The ring of the axe on the pine ! The joy of the ended labour, As the good ship plunges free By sound of pipe and tabor To front the sparkling sea ! The mystery-woven spell ! The voyage of golden gain ! The free full sails that swell On the swell of the splendid main ! The song of the axe and the wedge ! The clang of the hammer and chain ! Keen whistle of chisel and edge ! Smooth swish of the sliding plane ! Hail to the honour of toil ! Hail ! to the ship flown free ! Hail ! to …

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1910 · PDF PAGE 73

The World’s Tragedy

… fleece. Ga ! Ga ! I’ve got a son : What will it be ? O heaven — a lamb ! I’m Yaugh Waugh, Yaugh Waugh. I’ll call it Yaugh Shaugh Waugh. Good ! Can you talk,

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1912 · PDF PAGE 62

Sir Palamedes

…pies the thing to seek. Thereat he putteth spur to horse And runneth him a random course, The Beast a-questing aye before. But praise to good Sir Palamede! *Hath gotten him a fairy steed Alike for venery and for war, So that in little drawing near The quarry, lifteth up his spear To run him of his malice through.

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1912 · PDF PAGE 84

Sir Palamedes

78 XXX STARRED is the blackness of the sky; Wide is the sweep of the cold plain Where good Sir Palamede doth lie, Keen on the Beast-slot once again. All day he rode; all night he lay With eyes wide open to the stars, Seeking in many a secret way The key to unlock his prison bars. Beneath him, hark! the marvel sounds! The Beast that questeth horribly. As if a thirty couple hounds Are in his belly questeth he. Beneath him? Heareth he aright? He leaps to’s feet—a wonder shews: Steep dips a stairway from the light To what obscurity God knows. Still…

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1913 · PDF PAGE 57

Cambridge Poets 1900–1913

…e SCULPTOR SPEAKS. N OTHING of strange , or exquisite , or rare , No tortured limbs, or godlike pose , for me . Doubtless their work was good ; I found it fair But knew my masters — and I let them be . I wrought unbidden , without hope of fame , Such simple work as our plain fathers knew , Content with little honour , and a name Unlauded . Thus my patience reaps its due ; A woman , weary from the vineyard , rests Her laden basket on the plinth , and now Before my Aphrodite stays and sighs , Something of Woman finding in the breasts I made adori…

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1913 · PDF PAGE 102

The Book of Lies

KE®AAH O08 THE BAL BULLIER Some men look into their minds into their shame. These then proclaim ‘‘The Good Law” unto mankind. These preach renunciation, ‘‘ virtue,” cowardice in every form. These whine eternally. Smug, toothless, hairless Coote, debauch-emas- culated Buddha, come ye to me? I havea trick to make you silent, O ye foamers-at- the mouth! Nature zs wasteful; but how well She can afford it! Nature zs false; but I’m a bit of a liar myself. Nature zs useless; but then how beautiful she is! Nature zs cruel; but I too am a Sadist. The ga…

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1954 · PDF PAGE 375

Magick Without Tears

…such drifting particles as come within its scope, is but a parasite on its own dam until the fusion is complete. So, when a woman is "so good," "so devoted to her daughter," God help the daughter! She is never allowed to think for herself in the minutest matters ; she is bound hand and foot remorselessly to the routine of her "decent Christian home"; a wageless kitchen-slut. No hope of escape unless the mother's vampirism takes the form of seIling her off to the highest bidder . Need it be added that the "good mother" is usually quite unaware o…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 14

Rodin in Rime

…lendour to its unappointed term: ' For all the mean homunculi that dance Around us wither at our brilliance. These puppets perish in the good grand glare, Our sworded sunlight in the boundless air! These bats need cloisters; these tame birds a cage; How should they know the Masters of the Age? Or understand when the archangels cry o Adoring us ‘““EAaajy zat aorep’ et” ? 60, JermMyN Street, 8.W. 16.4.07

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1904 · PDF PAGE 9

Snowdrops from a Curate’s Garden

…so speaks of in the following pages under the pseudonym of “ Sal B . . . . . s,” which I retain : I might multiply examples, but to what good purpose ? On the other hand, he would employ his fine wit in the service of piety and charity. Many are the good and generous deeds done by him under the cover of a light practical joke or quaint whim. Still less need I speak of this side of my friend ; all the world knows more than I could say. His character was more than dual, how- ever. Not only did the r of predicor vanish and re- turn, as in the epig…

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1954 · PDF PAGE 89

Magick Without Tears

… much better word) of the Universe as a single phenomenon, outside all limitations, whether of time, space, causality, or what not. Very good, then! Here we are with direct realization of the Advaitist theory of the Universe. Everything fits perfectly. Also, when I say "realization," I want you to understand that I mean what I say in a sense so intense and so absolute that it is impossible to convey my meaning to anyone who has not undergone that experience. 3 How do we judge the "reality" of an ordinary impression upon consciousness? Chiefly b…

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