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Page 27 of 1971898 · PDF PAGE 17
…ver, preserves any record of such admission. The imagination of George, indeed, is tremendously fertile with regard to events in his own life. His own story is that he entered Trinity College, Cambridge, in 1856, and was sent down two years later for an article which he had contributed to some University or College Magazine. No confirmation of any sort is to be found anywhere with regard to these or any other statements of our author. There is, however, no doubt that in 1861 he quarrelled with his family ; went over to Paris, where he settled d…
1910 · PDF PAGE 136
… or alive, insane or sane, The perfect passion of us twain Shall bring us blessing in its train As summer brings the welcome rain. Turn, life’s deceitful weather-vane ! Our love is set as Charles his wain3 That lights to love the amorous swain.4 On one love rest my life ; in vain The evil Jinn may pour their pain, Torture this soul again, again, With wrath and will, with might and main ; High Allah can their hate restrain— Our loves their goodly shape retain. Though Shaitan5 should the court profane, He spits against the loftier plane In empty …
1922 · PDF PAGE 376
…hich rolled like thunder among the hills and was re-echoed from the wall of the great rock of Telepylus. It was a very curious detail of life at the Abbey, that one act merged into the next insensibly. There were no abrupt changes. Life had been assimilated to the principle of the turbine, as opposed to the reverberatory engine. Every act was equally a sacrament. The discontinuity and abruptness of ordinary life had been eliminated. A just proportion was consequently kept between the various interests. It was this as much as anything else that …
1907 · PDF PAGE 168
162 ORPHEUS Whose moony glimmer hath a purple vein Hidden—so I athirst of the sad stain Drink up her body’s life, as if to spite Its quiet, as if the venom were to drain Into my life—that hurts me not at all, Struck by a stronger buffet: let me call All deaths! they come not, seeing I am broken In this one horror where a man may fall. I am alive, and live not: I am dead, And die not: on my desolated head No dew may drop, no word of God be spoken, None heard, if by some chance some word be said. The wheels of Fate are over me; quite crushed Lies…
1905 · PDF PAGE 72
…ified through suffering, All-perfect in the mystic sacrifice, And in the knowledge of my Selfhood made One with the Everlasting Lords of Life. The Glorified through Trial is My Name. The Rescuer of Matter is My Name. I am the Heart of Jesus girt about With the Swift Serpent ! I, Osirified, Stand in this Hall of Twofold Truth and say : Holy art Thou, Lord of the Universe ! Holy art Thou, whom Nature hath not formed ! Holy art Thou, O Vast and Mighty One ! O Lord of Darkness and O Lord of Light ! Holy art Thou, O Light above all Gods ! O Holy, Ho…
1961 · PDF PAGE 116
…because it is not balanced, but is unstable. Therefore is the Choice given unto him, whether he will destroy his Temple, and give up his Life, extending it to Universal Life, or whether he will make a Fortress about that Temple, and abide therein, in the false Sphere of Daath, which is in the Abyss. And to the Adepts of our Holy Order this Choice is terrible; by Cause that they must abandon even Him whose Knowledge and Conver- sation they have attained. Yet, o my Son, they have much Help of our Order in this Æon, because the general Formula is …
1907 · PDF PAGE 169
…d Splendour! dost I, knowing all the progress of the earth, The dim procession, altering death and birth, The Seven Stairs, the gusts of life in fire And Love in Life, and all the serpent girth Of sevenfold twining worlds and sevenfold ways And nights made sevenfold of the sevenfold days All the vast scheme evolving into man, And upward, onward, through Olympian haze Into the crowning spiritual mist, Where spirit in the spirit may subsist, Evolve itself in the amazing plan Through many planes, as shining amethyst Melts to the sapphire’s sombre …
1943 · PDF PAGE 5
…ions: so that if the Law be the center of your own being, they must needs fill you with their secret goodness. And these four are Light, Life, Love and Liberty. By Light shall ye look upon yourselves and behold All Things that are in Truth One Thing only, whose name hath been called No Thing for a cause which later shall be declared unto you. But the substance of Light is Life, since without Existence and Energy it were naught. By Life therefore are you made yourselves, eternal and incorruptible, flaming forth as suns, self-created and self-sup…
1954 · PDF PAGE 522
LIFE A GAMBLE 489 So off we go. Risks, we have agreed, are always unavoidable; but we can calculate them. The best and wisest man I ever knew, the late Oscar Eckenstein , was once offered a job which gave him a fifty percent chance of survival. He calmly sat down, worked out his "expectation of life," his "expectation of income," and the Lord alone knows what other factors. It came out that the pay offered was a thousand pounds or so less than he might expect normally, so he turned down the offer. Not a trace of sentiment of any kind! Now let u…
1899 · PDF PAGE 185
…t my young love should work thy fame a wrong ; So the grape’s veins in purple ardour burst, And opiates in bloomless gardens throng, And Life, a moon, wanes fast; But to thy garden richer buds belong And hardier flowers, and Love, a deathless sun, Flames eager to the last, And young desires in fleeter revels run, And Life revives, and all the flowers rejoice, Bird and light butterfly have made their choice, Creation hymns its God with an united voice. There is a storm without. The hoary trees Stagger, the foam is angry on the sea : I know the s…
1905 · PDF PAGE 42
…gle, ye children of such a queen, Mingle, and meet, and sow never a seed ! Mingle, and tingle, and kiss, and bleed With the blood of the life of the Lampsacene, With the teeth that know never a pitiful deed But fret and foam over with kisses obscene— Mingle and weep for what years have been. Never a son nor a daughter grow From your waste limbs, lest the goddess weep ; Fill up the ranks from the babes that sleep Far in the arms of a god of snow. Conquer the world, that her throne may keep More of its pride, and its secret woe Flow through all e…
1906 · PDF PAGE 85
…r than the root Of love or lust could plant our joy, my wife, We stand in this, the purple-seeded fruit Of yon youth’s fair and pitiable life. Do I not fear that you may treat me so? One day your passion slake itself somehow, Seek vigour from another murder? No! You harlot, for I mean to kill you—now.
1910 · PDF PAGE 163
…alance the effect — What next ? JOHN I cannot say. ISSA I resurrect. JOHN What good would that do ? ISSA As I understand, It would spoil life for everyone. JOHN How grand ! How simple ! ISSA Look, boy, I am tired of things. Joy, that had legs before, hath now got wings. I am exceeding weary.
1929 · PDF PAGE 503
…ttainment of the grade of Master of the Temple was symbolized by the adept pouring every drop of his blood, that is his whole individual life, into the Cup of the Scarlet Woman, who represents Universal Impersonal Life. There remains therefore (to pursue the imagery) of the adept "nothing but a little pile of dust". In a subsequent vision the Grade of Magus is foreshadowed; and the figure is that this dust is burnt into "a white ash", which ash is preserved in an Urn. It is difficult to convey the appropriateness of this symbolism, but the gene…
1922 · PDF PAGE 369
…ook me up to the semicircular seat on the hill above the Strangers’ House, and put me through my paces. He made me tell him all my early life and especially the part just before I met you, when I thought I loved him. And he made me see that all I had done was to try to please myself, and that I had failed. My love for him was only that of a daughter for her father. I looked to him to lead me into life, but nothing meant anything to me till the night I met you. At that moment I began to live. It was you, and not Gretel’s beastly cocaine, that fi…
1905 · PDF PAGE 98
…ined ones bound to me without escape ! Oh, doom of God ! Oh, brand how worse than Cain’s ! Divided being, undivided pains ! What is this life ? (To call it life that grows No inch throughout all time.) This bitterness Too weak and hateful to be called distress ? Slow memory working backward only knows There was some horror grown to it for kin ; Some final leprous growth that took my brain, Weaving a labyrinth of dullest pain From the sweet scarlet threat I thought was sin. I cannot sin ! Alas, one sin were sweet ! But sin is living—and we canno…
1912 · PDF PAGE 116
…urks in its kiss. O bowers of bronze ! O glades of green ! O Gods and Jinn that hide within the honied bead ! All pride and prize of all life lies within one seed. Take it and wish ! I swear the word shall be fulfilled ! [She offers the hashish potion. MORTADELLO. Then this dogs life of man and wife 1ST MASK. Oh, strife be stilled ! 2ND MASK. My lord, consider. MORTADELLO. What ? Who beards me, balks me ? ALESSANDRO. I Beseech your Highness. MORTADELLO. Well ! MONICA. Oh let me prophesy !
1910 · PDF PAGE 400
24 SIR PALAMEDES, THE SARACEN KNIGHT His nails, and made his penance end, Clothing himself in steel and gold, Arming himself, his life to spend In vigil cold and wandering bold, Disdaining song and dalliance soft, Seeking one purpose to behold, And holding ever that aloft, Nor fearing God, nor heeding men. So thus his hermit habit doffed Sir Palamede the Saracen.
1910 · PDF PAGE 400
24 SIR PALAMEDES, THE SARACEN KNIGHT His nails, and made his penance end, Clothing himself in steel and gold, Arming himself, his life to spend In vigil cold and wandering bold, Disdaining song and dalliance soft, Seeking one purpose to behold, And holding ever that aloft, Nor fearing God, nor heeding men. So thus his hermit habit doffed Sir Palamede the Saracen.
1913 · PDF PAGE 68
…ildren ; Lakeland fades from the sight . Only the sad slow Cam like a sire with age grown heavy Wearily moves to the sea , to quicken to life at last . Blithelier I depart , to a sea of sunnier kindness ; Hours of waiting are past ; I re - quicken to love .