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1906 · PDF PAGE 66

Collected Works (Vol. II)

…that it is stained; you, I think, should be wiser. It is the story of how the Israelites crossed the Red Sea. They were not drowned, you know (he seemed to lapse into a day-dream), and they came out on the Land of Promise side. But they had to descend therein.” ‘* They all died in the wilderness,” I said, feeling as if I understood this mystical talk, which, indeed, I did not. But I felt in- spired. ‘* Ay me, they died—as I am dying now.” He turned to the wall and sought a bundle of old writing on a shelf. ‘‘ Take this,” he said. ‘‘ Edit it as …

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1922 · PDF PAGE 204

Diary of a Drug Fiend

…had taken charge of us. “No,” I said, “‘ we used up the last grain some time ago.” “IT won’t ask you to remember when,” he replied. “* T know too well how muddled one gets. And besides, when one starts this experiment, the clock doesn’t tell one much, as you know.” My self-respect came back to me with a rush. He insisted on our regarding ourselves as pioneers of science and humanity. We were making an experiment; we were risking life and reason for the sake of mankind. Of course, it wasn’t true. And yet, who can tell the real root of one’s moti…

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1903 · PDF PAGE 35

Alice: An Adultery

… A stain ; not one of these is delicate. Save only the clear green within the sea— Because that rolls all landless from Japan. I did not know until I missed it here How beautiful that beauty is to me, That life that bears Death’s sigil traced too clear, Blue lines within the beauty that is man. (I) Line 4 cannot with any certainty be deciphered. 13

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1903 · PDF PAGE 113

Alice: An Adultery

…ng strength and youth For some strange guerdon (or its counterfoil) Gainless or not-to-be-gained, priestly or royal, Profane, canaille—I know not, in good sooth ! I might do this : or else I might repose Wrapped in the urned leaves of my love’s blown rose, Seek her in spirit, and commune, and wait Her freedom and the rapture to enclose In my own house her beauty intimate. I am a fool, tossing a coin with Fate. 93

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1910 · PDF PAGE 401

The Equinox (Volume I, Number III)

VIII Know ye where Druid dolmens rise In Wessex on the widow plain? Thither Sir Palamedes plies The spur, and shakes the rattling rein. He questions all men of the Beast. None answer. Is the quest in vain? With oaken crown there comes a priest In samite robes, with hazel wand, And worships at the gilded East. Ay! thither ride! The dawn beyond Must run the quarry of his quest. He rode as he were wood or fond, Until at night behoves him rest. —He saw the gilding far behind Out on the hills toward the West! With aimless fury hot and blind He flung…

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1910 · PDF PAGE 401

The Equinox (Volume I, Number IV)

VIII Know ye where Druid dolmens rise In Wessex on the widow plain? Thither Sir Palamedes plies The spur, and shakes the rattling rein. He questions all men of the Beast. None answer. Is the quest in vain? With oaken crown there comes a priest In samite robes, with hazel wand, And worships at the gilded East. Ay! thither ride! The dawn beyond Must run the quarry of his quest. He rode as he were wood or fond, Until at night behoves him rest. —He saw the gilding far behind Out on the hills toward the West! With aimless fury hot and blind He flung…

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1912 · PDF PAGE 25

Household Gods

Crassus. Wonderful, wonderful woman! [She throws her head back, and laughs. Acta. Now, you think ‘You know my secret. I have given you drink, And you are wise. But hush! to all emotion Save this the pulse and swell of Ocean. For at the last with mouth and fingers wried All must proclaim the triumph of the tide. Crassus. An! still you mock me with your cruel laugh. Autcta. It is your foolish epitaph. Crassus. But this can be no mockery. Heave and sway And curl and thrust—these waves are not at play. Aurera. You feel the ocean breaking on the sho…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 35

Konx Om Pax

…er, because it just isn’t. But he said to me: “ Princess, you haven’t been all over the Palace yet. Your special House is the Third, you know, because it’s so convenient for the Second where I usually live. The King my Father lives in the First; he’s never to be seen, you know. He’s very, very old nowadays; I am practically Regent of course. You must never forget that I am really He; only one generation back is not so far, and I entirely represent his thought. Soon," he whispered ever so softly, “you will be a mother; there will be a Fairy Prin…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 57

Konx Om Pax

…? Frater Neophyte K. asks our S. H. Frater L. 8°= 3°. “Are there such things as elemental spirits in the scientific sense?” Now Frater L. knows that there are (just as Professor Ray Lankester would assure a Hottentot of the reality of microscopic objects), but he also knows that there are not, seeing that all is but an illusory veil of the Indicible Arcanum in the Adytum of God nourished Silence. Frater L. will therefore reply Yes! if he thinks Frater K. in danger of scepticism. He will reply No! if he thinks Frater K. is a curiosity monger. In …

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1919 · PDF PAGE 339

The Equinox (Volume III, Number I)

…hed trances in which ‘time’ is no more will understand better than others how this may be. 20. Bestride the Bird of Life if thou wouldst know. The word “know” is specially used here in a technical sense. Avidya, ignorance, the first of the fetters, is more- over one which includes all the others. With regard to this Swan ‘Aum’ compare the following verses from the “Great Law,” Liber LXV. II. 17-25. Also the Holy One came upon me, and I beheld a white swan floating in the blue. Between its wings I sate, and the zons fled away. Then the swan flew…

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1929 · PDF PAGE 17

The Stratagem and Other Stories

…h his train. Just as he was beginning to enjoy him- self, too. What a shame! He couldn't even send a tele- gram without letting somebody know where he was— and at home they supposed him to be visiting a business acquaintance in Shropshire. I'll have a mementum, thought he, if I die for it. I’ll—I don’t care. I may as well be hung for a sheep as a lamb— I'll go the whole hog. I know there's shops about here. So, turning, in his excitement and determination, he saw when you invoke the devil he is usually half-way to you—a shop window full of phot…

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1898 · PDF PAGE 25

White Stains

PREFATORY SONNET TO THE VIRGIN MARY Mother of God ! who knowest the dire pangs Of childbirth, and has suffered, and dost know How utter sweet the full fruit of thy woe, And how His heel hath crushed the serpent’s fangs, Be with me in the birth of this my book, These songs of mine, poor children, like to die ; Yet, if they may not perish utterly, It is to thee for sustenance I look. Mother of God ! be with me in success, Abide with me if peradventure fail These faint songs, murmurs of a summer gale That my heart clothes within a mortal dress ; A…

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1904 · PDF PAGE 74

Why Jesus Wept

…do you, can you love me ? You promised to love me for ever. SIR PERCY. Who is this woman ? I am weary of these women. MOLLY. Sir, sir, acknowledge me. You know not what hangs on it — my honour even ! GLENSTRAE. A speech of this breed is not in the bond — but let it pass. There ! there ! MOLLY. Sir, I beseech you — for an hour — take me away. I am in terrible trouble of body and soul — danger, misery.

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1905 · PDF PAGE 34

Orpheus

Workers Titanic, I know your courses. By fury and panic, By Dis and his horses, Come forth! I invoke ye, volcanoes, arise from your cavernous sources! THE VOLCANOES The Hephestian hammer on the anvil of hell, In the hollows accurst, Falls for the knell Of the children of earth. By the strength of our fires, The fierce force of our sires, Let us roar, let us burst! By the wrath of our birth, Up! and boil over in rivers of lava! Uncover! Uncover! ORPHEUS Lift up thine amber Lithe limber limbs, Lissome that clamber Like god-reaching hymns ; The fl…

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1910 · PDF PAGE 403

The Equinox (Volume I, Number III)

…d eager of the quest. “Ay! Ay!” their cunning sages grinned : “Tt shines! It shines! Guess thou the rest! For naught but this our Rishis know.” Sir Palamede his way addressed Unto the woods: they blaze and glow; His lance stabs many a shining blade,’ His sword lays many a flower low That glittering gladdened in the glade. He wrote himself a wanton ass, And to the sea his traces laid, Where many a wavelet on the glass His prowess knows. But deep and deep His futile feet in fury pass, 27

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1910 · PDF PAGE 403

The Equinox (Volume I, Number IV)

…d eager of the quest. “Ay! Ay!” their cunning sages grinned : “Tt shines! It shines! Guess thou the rest! For naught but this our Rishis know.” Sir Palamede his way addressed Unto the woods: they blaze and glow; His lance stabs many a shining blade,’ His sword lays many a flower low That glittering gladdened in the glade. He wrote himself a wanton ass, And to the sea his traces laid, Where many a wavelet on the glass His prowess knows. But deep and deep His futile feet in fury pass, 27

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1928 · PDF PAGE 186

Little Poems in Prose

…e city in her mag- nitude, Her brothels, pest-house, prison, purgatory, hell, Where like a flower flourishes all vicious brood. You well know, Satan, fount of soul- devouring harms, I went not there to shed vain tears in dolor- ous mood, But, like a shrewd old lecher in his woman’s arms, To drink deep of the lures of this lewd be- hemoth, Who keeps my youth aflame with necro- mantic charms. Whether past noon you’re still in bed, asth- matic, wroth And torpid, or quitting the dim haunt you inhabit, You prance in trailing veils of evening’s gold-…

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1919 · PDF PAGE 163

The Equinox (Volume III, Number I)

… least thing, to the best of mine under- standing and ability . . . And it began to dawn upon me that I had failed, but where and how, I know not. I have been dazzled with no illusionary success, I have overcome the fear of failure, and now, even as a tired warrior, I will go back into the world—and STRIVE. The Next day. Chaos. Reason is quite inadequate to solve the problem. Here followeth a certain’ passage from Ezekiel. “Son of man, behold, I take away from thee the desire of thine eyes with a stroke: yet neither shalt thou mourn nor weep, n…

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1922 · PDF PAGE 143

Diary of a Drug Fiend

… with more confidence than before, that our courier had arranged to take us to see some of the shows in Naples that the ordinary tourist knows nothing about, and in order to avoid any possible annoyance, he had advised us to adopt this disguise —and so on for the rest of the story. The vice-consul smiled—indulgently, as I thought. “I admit we have some experience,” he said slowly, “of young people like yourselves getting into various kinds of trouble. One can’t expect every one to know all the tricks; and besides, if I understand correctly, you…

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1922 · PDF PAGE 184

Diary of a Drug Fiend

170 The Diary of a Drug Fiend By Jove, I know why that is, too. It’s because I feel that he despises me intellectually, and because I respect him. Despite my dislike, I am eager to show him that I am not such a rotter after all. One of his fads is to make his pupils keep these magical diaries. I feel that I’ve gone in for a com- petition; that I have to produce something more interesting than anything they do, whoever they are. Here comes Peter Pan. He hasn’t grown old after We had a gorgeous feed at the dear old café. King Lamus came up to our…

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