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1944 · PDF PAGE 151

The Book of Thoth

…eet with a per‐ son who has succeeded in harmonizing these conflicting elements. He tends to mismanage all his affairs; and unless sheer good fortune attend him, his whole career will be an unbroken record of failure and disaster. Often his mental “civil war” ends in schizophrenia or melan‐ choly madness. The abuse of stimulants and narcotics may precipitate the catastrophe.

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1904 · PDF PAGE 126

Snowdrops from a Curate’s Garden

…ds I send a card Inviting all my oldest friends To tea, if they can get a hard When Celia spends. It should be easy to make ends Meet, O good comrades of the bard ! Her twat gapes wide : what Ghost descends Upon that virgin hole ? On guard ! Brave soldiers. Frig ye ! Fucking tends To clap or chancre every yard When Celia spends. [128]

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1904 · PDF PAGE 58

The Argonauts

8 ARGONAUTAE CHORUS. Thy bitter love disturbed that solitude? MEDEA. Not bitter, heroes. See ye yet the end? CHORUS. Our good quest ended by thy father’s hate, And by thy own hour’s madness! This I see. MEDEA. But if he gain the Fleece? CHORUS. A blissful end. MEDEA. This end and that are moulded diversely. CHORUS. Riddle no more, nor ply with doubtful hope Hearts ready to rejoice and to despair Equally minded. MEDEA. At the midmost hour, His mind given up to sleepless muttering Of charms not mine—decrees Olympian— All on a sudden he felt ferve…

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1928 · PDF PAGE 57

Little Poems in Prose

…itatingly “yes, I see the time; it is eternity.” Now, Madam, is not that a really meritori- ous madrigal, and as pompous as yourself? In good sooth, I have taken so much pleasure in embroidering this pretentious piece of gallantry that I shall ask you for nothing in return.

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1922 · PDF PAGE 105

Diary of a Drug Fiend

… that I had to go to the consul on business: I’d be back in an hour and we could do our shopping. We took a big sniff of snow and kissed good-bye as if I were starting on a three years’ expedition to the South Pole. Then I caught up my hat, gloves, and cane, and found my young man at the door. The drink and the air of Paris had given him a sense of his own dignity. Instead of waiting humbly for me to get into the car, he was sitting there already; and though his greeting was still solemnly deferential, there was a little more of the ambassador …

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1944 · PDF PAGE 163

The Book of Thoth

…dmirably rational, but unstable of purpose, and in reality indifferent even to his own ideas, as knowing that any one of them is just as good as any other. He reduces everything to unreality by removing its substance and transmuting it to an ideal world of ratiocination which is purely formal and out of relation to any facts, even those upon which it is based. In the Yî King, the airy part of Air is represented by the 57th hexagram, Sun. This is one of the most difficult figures in the book, on account of its ambivalence: it means both flexibil…

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1910 · PDF PAGE 414

The Equinox (Volume I, Number III)

38 XIV Nortuwarp the good knight gallops fast, Resolved to seek his foe at home, When rose that Vision of the past, The royal battlements of Rome, A ruined city, and a dome. There in the broken Forum sat A red-robed robber in a Hat. “Whither away, Sir Knight, so fey?” “Priest, for the dove on Ararat T could not, nor I will not, stay!” “T know thy quest. Seek on in vain A golden hart with silver horns! Life springeth out of divers pains. What crown the King of Kings adorns? A crown of gems? A crown of thorns! The Questing Beast is like a king In…

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1910 · PDF PAGE 414

The Equinox (Volume I, Number IV)

38 XIV Nortuwarp the good knight gallops fast, Resolved to seek his foe at home, When rose that Vision of the past, The royal battlements of Rome, A ruined city, and a dome. There in the broken Forum sat A red-robed robber in a Hat. “Whither away, Sir Knight, so fey?” “Priest, for the dove on Ararat T could not, nor I will not, stay!” “T know thy quest. Seek on in vain A golden hart with silver horns! Life springeth out of divers pains. What crown the King of Kings adorns? A crown of gems? A crown of thorns! The Questing Beast is like a king In…

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1922 · PDF PAGE 179

Diary of a Drug Fiend

…nk me an amiable fool. Some one told me once that adjectives spoilt nouns in literature, and you can certainly cut out that one. She’s a good sort, all the same, poor flabby old thing. She only takes M., and only gets that in solution ready to inject. She saw I was all in, and gave me a dose in the thigh. It doesn’t touch the spot like H., but it stops the worst of the suffering. She never gets up till tea-time. I left her a fiver. She promised to see what she could do that night with the man who gets it for her. She got very affectionate in a …

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1898 · PDF PAGE 51

White Stains

…ar sake. My songs their wonted music make, Joyous and careless, songs of youth, Because the sacred lips of both Are met to kiss the last good-bye, Because sweet glances weep for ruth That we must part, and love must die. Remembrance of love’s long delights Is to remember sighs and tears, Yet I will think upon the nights I whispered into passionate ears The fond desires, the sweet faint fears. My lover’s limbs of lissome white Gleamed in the darkness and strange light, The wondrous orbs voluptuously Bent on me all unearthly bright : But we must …

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1901 · PDF PAGE 75

The Mother’s Tragedy

…niquities, Burn its foul flame out. Are ye not appeased, Even ye, O Powers of Evil, at this shame And sacrilege? And ye, Great Powers of Good, OI

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1912 · PDF PAGE 102

Sir Palamedes

XXXVII Sir Paramens is sick to death! The staring eyen, the haggard face! God grant to him the Beauteous Breath! God send the Goodly Gift of Grace! There is a white cave by the sea Wherein the knight is hid away. Just ere the night falls, spieth he The sun’s last shaft flicker astray. All day is dark. There, there he mourns His wasted years, his purpose faint. A million whips, a million scorns Make the knight flinch, and stain the saint. For now! what hath he left? He feeds On limpets and wild roots. What odds? There is no need a mortal needs W…

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1913 · PDF PAGE 132

Cambridge Poets 1900–1913

…rows , He bore and set me in the slime Where our first father - man arose . A hairy beast , with furtive eye , And hunger for a sense of good , Fulfilled of lust and terror , I Crept from the sea towards the wood , 113

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1899 · PDF PAGE 97

Jephthah and Other Mysteries

…look to the east in the heart of the wood : Light touches the trees of the hill with its lips, and _ God is above them and sees they are good : Night flings from her forehead the purple-black hood. The thicket is sweet with the breath of the breeze made soft by the kisses of slumbering maids ; The nymph and the satyr, the fair and the faulty alike are the guests of these amorous shades ; ‘The hour of Love flickers and falters and fades. Oh, listen, my love, to the song of the brook, its murmurs and cadences, trills and low chords ; Hark to its …

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1922 · PDF PAGE 295

Diary of a Drug Fiend

…d of every time you take it. It’s a psychological paradox that the best way to forget about a thing is to make a memorandum of it. “Now, good-bye, and come to dinner to-night at the studio. Perhaps you'll feel like dancing.”’ He went off with an airy wave of the hand. When we came back from the dance the porter told us that a lady and gentleman had called to see us. They hadn’t left their names. They would call again in the morning. It struck me as curious ; but I gave the matter little enough thought. The fact is that I was in rather a bad tem…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 130

Collected Works (Vol. III)

ORPHEUS A LYRICAL LEGEND [The allusions in this poem to classical legend or myth are too numerous to be dealt with by annotation. A good classical dictionary will enable the reader to trace all the allusions.] CONTENTS. WARNING. THE POET: EXORDIUM. BOOK I. Introductory Ode— Str. a! Calliope. Ant. a! Orpheus. Str. 8! Calliope. Ant. 8! Orpheus. str. y! Calhope. Ant. y! Orpheus. Epode Calliope. Str. a Orpheus in alternate invocation. Ant. a The Elemental Forces— Semichorus a! Lightning. » B! Volcanoes, Chorus—Fire. Semichorus «2 Winds. - p2 Clouds…

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1910 · PDF PAGE 123

The Winged Beetle

…still, we’ve won it ! Tall Troy is in the dust ! We’ve done it, done it, done it ! VI Do you love me, dear ? Said the glance you darted. Good cheer ! why fear the year ! Twice one is two, I hear !

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1954 · PDF PAGE 41

Magick Without Tears

… at the same time you like very much the idea of Karma. You cannot have both. The question about money does not arise. This old and very good rule (which I have always kept) was really pertinent to the time when there were actual secrets. But I have published openly all the secrets. All I can do is to train you in a perfectly exoteric way. My suggestion about the weekly letter was intended to exclude this question, as you would be getting full commercial value for anything paid. Your questions about the Spirit of the Sun, and so on, are to be a…

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1898 · PDF PAGE 46

Jephthah

… slaying him, For God is a consuming fire; high zeal Against idolatry lacks not reward. And now the sun is up: for Israel, march! JARED. Good luck be with your spears ; and homecoming Gladden victorious eyes ere set of sun. [Exeunt Jephthah and Soldiers. Enter Eleazar, Ahinoam, Chorus of Elders. CHORUS. The sun is past meridian. No sound Of trampling hoofs assails th’ unquiet wind, Nor trembles in the pillared echo-places, And windy corridors of pathless snow. But let us wait, expecting victory. No fugitive returns, nor messenger : They have no…

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1902 · PDF PAGE 86

Tannhäuser

…merely on my hare-brain quest ? Three years Since I was seen in Germany ! \^He descends the hill and enters the company. Hail, friends ! Good cousin Landgrave, merry be the meet ! Landgrave. Hands off me, fellow ! Who are you .'' Tannhauser. My lord, Your cousin. Is my face so changed with care, My body shrunken with my suffering (That was not ever of the body) so ."* Wolfram. I know you, my old friend ! Our chiefest bird ! Sweetest of singers ! Tannhauser. No, the naughty one ! 84

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