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… London; and no doubt the Sidi Aissawa would be glad to accept pupils. This discussion of the parallel science of mantra-yoga has led us far indeed from the subject of Pranayama. Pranayama is notably useful in quieting the emotions and appetites; and, whether by reason of the mechanical pressure which it asserts, or by the thorough combustion Which it assures in the lungs, it seems to be admirable from the standpoint of health. Digestive troubles in particular are very easy to remove in this way. It purifies both the body and the lower functions…
1912 · PDF PAGE 88
…ORTADELLO Come, prick the imposthume Rumour ! These blessed heathen roar, And all the people doth imagine a vain thing, As David went so far one morning as to sing. They think your cloistered lily withered up or plucked ! Come out, although you stream like the new aqueduct ! [THE GOVERNOR appears at the window. GOVERNOR. Ah, Sandro ! what is this ? I did not hear you call. I was with the Princess, conversing in the hall. ALESSANDRO. There ! you hear that ? GOVERNOR. Whats wrong ? ALESSANDRO. These people think shes dead. GOVERNOR. Shes just …
1901 · PDF PAGE 78
…assion burned Mightier yet than ever. To renew her Venom from those pure eyes ? And yet I yearned. Still, I stepped onward. Credit me so far ! The harlot had my soul : my will, the star ! Thus I went onward, as a man goes blind, Into a torrent crowd of mine own kind ;
1905 · PDF PAGE 93
…nd fire. I know not his name, for he wears no feathers of my desire. It is thou, it is thou, lone maiden ! My heart is a bird that flies Far into the azure laden with love-lorn songs and cries. O Goddess of Nature and Love ! Thyself is the lover I see. But thou art in the above, and thy kiss is not for me.
1912 · PDF PAGE 264
THE EQUINOX BUN. Νο᾽fra’ Lunnon, Elder. It’s main impawsiblel EEL. Waurl BONES. It canna be ! It canna be I EEL. Waur, Far waur! TONGS. Hoots! but we maun ha’ fallen into terrible sin. BONES. Fra‘ whaur? In the Lord‘s name, mon, tell. We're fair distrachit. EEL. Fra’ Pairisss! GRAB. Fra’ the Hame o’ the De'il! BONES. Fra’ Hell! Fra‘ the Bottomless Pit! CHIPS. The ’Hoor 0' Babylon! The Scarlet Wumman that rideth on the Beast wi’ Seven Heads ! TONGS. Fra’ the very hairt 0' a' sculduddery an’ wicked- ness 1 BUN. O Lord! ha’ mercy upon us ! EEL. In…
1912 · PDF PAGE 264
THE EQUINOX BUN. Νο᾽fra’ Lunnon, Elder. It’s main impawsiblel EEL. Waurl BONES. It canna be ! It canna be I EEL. Waur, Far waur! TONGS. Hoots! but we maun ha’ fallen into terrible sin. BONES. Fra‘ whaur? In the Lord‘s name, mon, tell. We're fair distrachit. EEL. Fra’ Pairisss! GRAB. Fra’ the Hame o’ the De'il! BONES. Fra’ Hell! Fra‘ the Bottomless Pit! CHIPS. The ’Hoor 0' Babylon! The Scarlet Wumman that rideth on the Beast wi’ Seven Heads ! TONGS. Fra’ the very hairt 0' a' sculduddery an’ wicked- ness 1 BUN. O Lord! ha’ mercy upon us ! EEL. In…
1905 · PDF PAGE 103
…g in a golden ladder Spiral or helical, fresh gusts of love Filling one sphere from the last sphere grown gladder ; All gateways leading far to the above. Even as the bright coils of the emerald adder Climb one by one in glory of sunlight, climb My children to me up the steep of Time. 104
1909 · PDF PAGE 34
…te of bliss, He loses both his reason and volition. He says one word — what countless ages pass! He walks across the room —— a voyage as far As the astronomer’s who turns his glass On faintest star-webs past the farthest star And travels thither in the spirit. So It seems impossible to me that ever The sands of our ill luck should run so low That splendidly success should match endeavour; Yet it must be, and very soon must be: For I believe in you, and you in me.
1954 · PDF PAGE 406
KNACK 373 the master, and the reason for that is really rather beyond my analysis so far as that has gone at present. I do not know whether it is some kind of awakening of some faculty of the magical self, though that seems to me the simplest and most probable explanation; but in any case there is no doubt about the nature of the experience, and there can be no difficulty about the recognition of it when it occurs. It reminds me of the story of the Psychologist who wanted to judge the difference in temperament between an Englishman, a Scotsman …
1905 · PDF PAGE 47
…e, Roaring and raging round with red infernal glare. The yellow sand toward the deep sky extends: A dusky mirage would confuse my view ; Far, far away, where desolation ends, There is a water of serenest blue ; And by it stands, as patient and as true As in the past, his form to whom I turn, And break my bondage and would touch anew His holy lips; my body and spirit yearn ; Te fades away, and fires of Hell within me burn. Sull, as I journey through the waste, I see A silver figure more divine arise ; The Christ usurps the horizon for me, And He…
1904 · PDF PAGE 90
…ould know thereof. Yet all were right, both he and they. But truth ran quickly about; for that was the House of Truth; and Mercury stood far from the Sun. Yet the Suggler was ever in the Sign of Sorrow, and the Fig Tree was not far. So went our Father to the Fool’s Paradise of Air. But it is not lawful that I should write to y ou, brethren, of what there came to him at that place and time; nor indeed is it true, if it were written. F or alway doth this Arcanum differ from itself on this wise, that the Not and the Amen,1 passing, are void either…
1905 · PDF PAGE 81
…hast thou come with bloody hands against us? Our holy God, that bound the iron sea With pale frail limits of white sand, and said : Thus far, and not one billowy step beyond ! Saith unto thee in like commandment: Thou Who hast destroyed my people from the land So far, shalt not encroach upon their places One furlong more, lest quickly I destroy Thee and thy host from off the earth. thus ; Ride for thy life, and bring me speedy word. [ Axzt Herald. Say CHORUS. Not wingéd forms, nor powers of air, Nor sundered spirits pale and fair, Nor glitterin…
1905 · PDF PAGE 82
…in of Heaven’s choice, A noise as of eagles mating, A cry as of men that rejoice. For victory crowns with garlands Of fame his valour in far lands, And suns sing back to the starlands His praise with a perfect voice. JEPHTHAH. Leave prophecy until I come again ! CHORUS. A prophet told us thou shouldst fight for us And save thy people from the Ammonites. JEPHTHAH. Why look you so? He told you other thing. CHORUS. Nay, lord, no saying that we understood. JEPHTHAH. Speak thou its purport; I may understand. For, know you, in the desert where I dwel…
1905 · PDF PAGE 102
…d uterine Is shot with dawn and scented with the rose ; The deep dim prison-house of corn and wine, Flowers, children, stars, with flame far subtler glows Formless, all-piercing, death-defying, divine, A sweet frail lamp whose shadow gleams and shows No darkness, is as light is where its rays Cross, interweave, and marry with the day’s! I am: the heart that flames from central Me Seeks out all life, and takes again, to mingle Its passion with my might and majesty, Till the vast floods of the man’s being tingle And glow, self-lost within my soul…
1909 · PDF PAGE 71
…“Let me chuck the whole thing overboard and be sensible, and get a good night’s rest"—and perceived that it would be impossible. I am so far into this Operation that pausing to cast one last glance back O’er the safe road—’twas gone !
1910 · PDF PAGE 52
…? Here is the body—but where is the soul? Nepti, sister, the work is undone For lack of the needed One! Lo! I lament. There is no god so far As mine Asar|! There is no hope, none, in the corpse, in the tomb. But these—what are these that war in my womb? There is vengeance and triumph at last of Maat In Ra-Hoor-Khut and in Hoor-pa-Kraat! Twins they shall rise; being twins they are one, The Lord of the Sword and the Son of the Sun! Silence, coeval colleague of Voice, The plumes of Amoun—rejoice! Lo! I rejoice. I heal the sanguine scar Of slain As…
1910 · PDF PAGE 52
…? Here is the body—but where is the soul? Nepti, sister, the work is undone For lack of the needed One! Lo! I lament. There is no god so far As mine Asar|! There is no hope, none, in the corpse, in the tomb. But these—what are these that war in my womb? There is vengeance and triumph at last of Maat In Ra-Hoor-Khut and in Hoor-pa-Kraat! Twins they shall rise; being twins they are one, The Lord of the Sword and the Son of the Sun! Silence, coeval colleague of Voice, The plumes of Amoun—rejoice! Lo! I rejoice. I heal the sanguine scar Of slain As…
1928 · PDF PAGE 44
…arming autumn sky, one of those skies whence de- scend the armies of regret and of remem- brance, she seated herself in a garden, aside, far from the crowd, to listen to one of those concerts whose regimental music the people of Paris so enjoy. That was doubtless the little debauch of this innocent old woman, or shall I say of this puri- fied old woman; the well-earned consolation of one of these heavy, friendless days, conversa- tionless, joyless, bare of intimacy, these days which God let fall upon her since many days which God let fall upon …
1906 · PDF PAGE 61
…The perpetual rhythm of change, On earth and in heaven deluded With time, that the soul of us kills, I have passed. I have brooded, fled far to the wooded And desolate hills. Not there is the changing of voices That lament or regret or are sad, But the sun in his strength rejoices, The moon in her beauty is glad. As timeless and deathless time passes, And death is a hermit that dwells By the imminent masses of ice, where the grasses Abandon the fells. There silence, arrayed as a spectre, Is visible, tangible, near, To the cup of the man pours n…
1905 · PDF PAGE 135
…ter. Yet may I be happy, storing honey Lover’s lips hold, gathering the sunlight Eyes and hair have kept for me, delighting In the bells far-off, in yonder thrushes, In the tawny songster of the forest, In the stream’s song, all the words of passion, Echoes of the deeper words unspoken In thy breast and mine, O heart of silence ! Will they pierce one day to other nations Clear and strong and triumphing? It may be. Then we shall not envy you, my Horace !