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John Alford . A short while ago I was sore stricken in the long and insistent battle . But she in her mercy tended me. She washed my wounds with the waters of evening , Tending them with touches as soft as the breath of the south wind . She healed them with ointments distilled from the She heavent of the stars.eturned to thebasic of her And in the morning I returned to the battle , Glorifying night with praises of the magic of her healing . Yesterday I was troubled with the words of men , For they had denied the beauty and the sanctity of all t…
1899 · PDF PAGE 75
THE TALE OF ARCHAIS 67 Of long delight, and so with gentle kiss Touched the maids cheek, and broke her dream of bliss. And she, more startled than the yearling fawn As the rude sun breaks golden out of dawn, One swift sharp beam of glory, leapt aside And made as if to flee, but vainly plied Her tender feet amid the tangled flowers. For Zeus, enraptured, put forth all his powers, And caught her panting, timid, tremulous. And he with open lips voluptuous Closed her sweet mouth with kisses, and so pressed Her sobbing bosom with a manlier breast T…
1913 · PDF PAGE 100
…ail ! Sleep, O sleep, our angel eyes Woo thy kiss with symphonies Hushed to lowlier lullabies| 2nd Semi-chorus. Brethren, was the battle long? All’s assuaged for evensong. Here the God is in his shrine: Here the golden Bough divine; Here the dove incarnadinel! 1st Semi-chorus. Dream shall hint what manifold Mystery our life may hold. 2nd Semé-chorus. Dreamless sleep shall arm the fray Fated for the future day. JOANNA [Within]. Here is corn! juLia [Within]. Here is wine! joun [Within]. Life reborn! O deed divine! [4 pause.} Till the morn I close…
1913 · PDF PAGE 100
…ail ! Sleep, O sleep, our angel eyes Woo thy kiss with symphonies Hushed to lowlier lullabies| 2nd Semi-chorus. Brethren, was the battle long? All’s assuaged for evensong. Here the God is in his shrine: Here the golden Bough divine; Here the dove incarnadinel! 1st Semi-chorus. Dream shall hint what manifold Mystery our life may hold. 2nd Semé-chorus. Dreamless sleep shall arm the fray Fated for the future day. JOANNA [Within]. Here is corn! juLia [Within]. Here is wine! joun [Within]. Life reborn! O deed divine! [4 pause.} Till the morn I close…
1899 · PDF PAGE 42
…e in profuse words, Not meaning all the lofty flight that fancy And the strong urgement of a tune discover. Be thou our judge, as Joshua long ago. JEPHTHAH. Swear by the Name unspoken that the truth Flashes between the lips that tremble thus! Ye love me not; ye fear me; ye might thrust Some petty obstacle before my hands When I would grasp your promise, and betray Your faith for fear of me. I read thy thoughts, Old man; I trust no word of thine, but these Full-hearted mourners, them will I believe Upon their oath most solemn and secure. _ But t…
1905 · PDF PAGE 58
TRANSLATIONS FROM BAUDELAIRE 53 Some, hearts love-captured with long whispering, Spell out the love of timorous childhood, Where babbles in deep dell the gentle spring, And dive among the young trees of the green wood. Other, like sisters, slowly, with grave eyes, Cross the rocks filled with apparitions dim, Where Antony beheld, like lavers, rise The nude empurpled breasts that tempted him. Some, by the dying torch-light call thy name, In the dumb hollow of old pagan fanes, To succour feverish shriekings of fierce flame, O Bacchus, soother of m…
1905 · PDF PAGE 133
… sweet kiss That surely could not end, though earth should end. Therefore my shut eyes blend With sleep’s own secret eyes and eyelashes, Long and deep ecstasies, Knowing as now I know—at last—how this Foreshadows my own bliss Of falling into death when life is tired. For all things desired Not one as death is so desirable, Seeing all sorrows pass, all joys endure, All lessons last. Not heaven and not hell (My spirit is grown sure) Await the lover But death’s veil draws, life’s mother to discover, Nature ; no longer mother, but a bride ! Ay ! th…
1904 · PDF PAGE 4
i “YOU are s ad!”! the Knight s aid, in an anxious tone: “let me sing y ou a song to comfort you.”* “Is it very long?” Alice asked. “It’s long,” said the Knight, but it’s very very beautiful. The name of the song is called ‘The Book of the Beast.’ ” “Oh! how ugly” cried Alice. “Never m ind,” s aid the mild creature. “Some people call it ‘Reason in Rhyme.’ ” “But which is the name of the song?” Alice said, trying not to seem too interested. “Ah, you don’t understand,” the Knight said, looking a little vexed. “That’s what the name is called. The …
1905 · PDF PAGE 114
…sea, And tune the sun’s ray to my smitten soul! How should I sing who cannot even see? Grope through a mist of changeless misery. An age-long pain—no time in wretchedness ! — As of an hammer annihilating me 115
1905 · PDF PAGE 127
…isdom smile beyond, Too high to care, too ultimate to seek. The bitterest sorrow of all sorrow is this : I had no time to catch one last long kiss, Nor bid farewell, nor lay one lily-frond Of resurrection for the sign of bliss, 128
1905 · PDF PAGE 159
… duly wrought Fixed in the living steel so terrible A force nor man nor devil might assail, Nay—might approach the wary warrior well, So long as he was clothed in silver mail Of purity, and iron-helmeted With ignorance of fear : so through the hail Of flowers, of cries, of looks, of white and red, Fear, hatred, envy, love—nay, self-conceit Of girls that preened itself and masqued instead
1910 · PDF PAGE 26
…gree that such a moment necessarily intervenes between normal and Samadhic con- sciousness, or, as the Buddhists assert, that there is a long series of intervening states invariable and well-defined, though perhaps this may sometimes be so. Nor is the appearance of the “ Dweller ” a sure earnest of success : on the contrary, many (even most) will fail to pass this terrible barrier. 6. Crede experto ? Ed.
1912 · PDF PAGE 37
… I ASANA ΗΕ problem before us may be stated thus simply. A man wishes to control his mind, to be able to think one chosen thought for as long as he will without interruption As previously remarked, the first difficulty arises from the body, which keeps on asserting its presence by causing its victim to itch, and in other ways to be distracted. He wants to stretch, scratch, sneeze. This nuisance is so persistent that the Hindus (in their scientific way) devised a special practice for quieting it. The word Asana means [505126763 but, as with all wor…
1919 · PDF PAGE 205
…ch, now gray; I rose up to greet the ray That thrilled through elm and chestnut, lit The grass, made diamonds of it, And bade the weir’s long smile of spray Leap with laughter for the day. The birds woke over all the weald; The sullen peasants slouched afield; The lilies swayed before the breeze That murmured matins in the trees; The trout leapt in the shingly shallows. Soared skyward the great sun, that hallows The pagan shrines of labour and light As the moon consecrates the night. Labour is corn and love is wine, And both are blesséd in the …
1954 · PDF PAGE 462
…ng whose function is to enable you to reach further in one particular direction or another without interference from the other parts, so long as you happen to need them for some service or other in the Great Work. Please cleanse your mind once and for all of this delusion, disastrous and most damnable , that there can be opposition between two essential parts of your nature. I cannot write more; it makes me too sad. I hope there is no need. Do be your Self, the radiant Daugher of the Muse! With that command I tum to other tasks. Love is the law…
1905 · PDF PAGE 63
…RE THE FOUNT OF BLOOD SOMETIMES I think my blood in waves appears, Springs as a fount with music in its tears ; I hear it trickling with long murmuring sound, But search myself in vain to find the wound. Across the city, as in closèd meres, Making the pavements isles, it disappears ; In it all creatures’ thirst relief hath found ; All nature in its scarlet hue is drowned. I have often prayed these fickle wines to weep For one day Lethe on my threatening fear— Wine makes the ear more sharp, the eye more clear. I have sought in Love forgetfulness…
1912 · PDF PAGE 20
…urs to sentiment ! Well, here we are at home. And nobody has blabbed the news your fervour feared. Which of our friends are stabbed, how long the Doges beard Has grown in these three years, the jovial old rogue ! What course his galley steers, what girls are in the vogue ! Lucrezia anyhow is none the worse for wear ; For here she comes, I vow ! LORENZO. O fairest of the fair ! ALESSANDRO. Zelina on her arm. LORENZO. You craze ! Youll surely come to harm from sleeping in her rays ! Enter LUCREZIA and ZELINA. LUCREZIA. Sandro ! ZELINA. Its San…
1912 · PDF PAGE 24
…hat hold our folk in fee ; And Mortadellos trustedthe trusted of the Three. ALESSANDRO. Well, I am freedoms friend : my sword is idle long. When I am wanted, send. LUCREZIA. God keep your purpose strong. But what a blistering night ! ZELINA. I stifle. LORENZO. Is there wind, Should we row seaward ? LUCREZIA. Light. ALESSANDRO. Well try it. Can you find A gondola ? LUCREZIA. Theres one in the shadow. ALESSANDRO. Gondolier !
1907 · PDF PAGE 225
…irk my Jimbs? We should have shaved our heads before the race—the curls are moist: and heavy! Why did: we cumber ourselves with sandals? Long ere now our feet would have grown hard. Well, if my heart bursts, it bursts; you must give these volumes to the young athletes, that they may learn wherefore I failed—wherefore it was given unto me to run thus far. For, if I have put nothing else therein, most surely that is there. ALEISTER CROWLEY. EPILOGUE AND DEDICATION OF VOLUMES L., IL, HI. ELEUSIS. observe, in an obscure corner, the savage attack of…
1919 · PDF PAGE 171
…t rest—very seldom disturbed by outside influences— this is indeed something. Another important thing I would mention. I have an intense longing for more Love, a sort of unsatisfied craving to embrace people, particularly women, and sometimes natural things (this was not meant for sar- casm) such as the earth, the grass, etc. I do not think I expect and ask the love of others so much as I feel the need of entire freedom to love without barrier or restraint; but always there seems a something holding me back, invisible, formless, but of great st…