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1898 · PDF PAGE 59

White Stains

…a melody Of measured pulses quickened with the blood Of that desire which pours its deadly flood Through soul and shaken body ; scarce a thought But sense through spirit most divinely wrought To perfect feeling ; only through the lips Electric ardour kindles, flashes, slips Through all the circle to her lips again And thence, unwavering, flies to mine, to drain All pleasure in one draught. No whispered sigh, No change of breast, love’s posture perfectly Once gained, we change no more. The fever grows Hotter or cooler, as the night wind blows Fr…

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1904 · PDF PAGE 57

The Argonauts

…gour) that to me Came a swift pity—the enchanter’s bane. That I flung from me. But my subtle soul Struck its own bosom with the sword of thought, So that I saw not pity, but desire! CHORUS. Surely a bane more potent than the first. MEDEA. Love is itself enchantment! CHORUS. Some kind god Whispers from this a little light of hope. MEDEA. Only the hopeless are the happy ones. CHORUS. But didst thou turn him from his gleaming goal? Cover that shame with sweeter shame than this? MEDEA. Thou knowest that his vigil was to keep, Invoking all Olympus a…

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1912 · PDF PAGE 106

Book 4 (Part I)

…e thing common to all which is not found in other species. Is there any such thing? Yes: all geniuses have the habit of concentration of thought, and usually needlongperiodsofsolitude to acquirethis habit. Inparticular, the greatest religious geniuses have all retired from the world at one time or another in their lives, and begun to preach immediately on their return. . Of what advantage is such a retirement? One would expect that a man who so acted would find himself on his return out of touch with his civilization, and in every way less capab…

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1919 · PDF PAGE 174

The Equinox (Volume III, Number I)

… Thou, on Whom man looks through the senses, and sees as the world. Oh Thou, on Whom man looks through the mind and sees as the world of thought. Oh Thou on Whom man looks as Thyself and becomes Infinite Bliss, let there be no thought of separateness, for there is none other. Thou Art That. If I call Thee a Point, Thou laughest, saying: “I am the Infinite Circle.” If I worship the Circle, Thou laughest, saying: “I am concealed in the Point.” Only if I claim Thee Wholly, may I define Thee. Then who cares, Aye or Nay? If I attempt to name Thee, I…

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1929 · PDF PAGE 54

Magick in Theory and Practice (Section 1)

…magician should imagine that he is hearing this voice, and at the same time that he is echoing it, that it is true also of himself. This thought should so exalt him that he is able at its conclusion to utter the sublime words which open the third part: “Behold! he is in me, and I am in him.” At this moment, he loses con- sciousness of his mortal being; he is that mental image which he previously but saw. This consciousness is only complété as he goes on: “Mine is the radiance wherein Ptah floateth over his firmament. I travel upon high. I tread…

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1901 · PDF PAGE 18

The Mother’s Tragedy

THE MOTHER'S TRAGEDY You are not earthly. I have often thought The Virgin has some special care for you, And given of her beauty and her peace A special dower. Your thoughts are ever pure; Your soul in sweet communion with God! Why, you are crying ? CORA. You say this to me? O could you look within a magic glass, Holding my hand, such sights would come to you Beyond your knowledge—aye, beyond belief ! I am no saintly virgin wrapped in prayer, Nor is my life one river of clear water Drawn from the wells of God. You foolish child! My love for you…

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1909 · PDF PAGE 51

The Holy Books

…verse and evil; and they were not, even as Thou art Not. I. I saw the twin heads that ever battle against one another, so that all their thought is a confusion. I saw Thee in these. 2. I saw the darkeners of wisdom, like black apes chattering vile nonsense. I saw Thee in these. 3. I saw the devouring mothers of Hell, that eat up their children—O ye that are without understanding! I saw Thee in these. 4. I saw the merciless and the unmajestic like harpies tearing their foul food. I saw Thee in these. 5. I saw the burning ones, giants like vol- c…

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1902 · PDF PAGE 146

Tannhäuser

… OF PEOPLE "A windbag foaming at the mouth." " How rich and melodious are many of his poems, besides being full of powerful and original thought." " Exquisite stanzas . . . many faults." " Remarkable mastery of form." "Nearly akin to verbiage ... he has imagination and not infrequently the poet's touch."" Intense spirituality . . . technical superiorities ... an utterance at once mysterious and vivid ... an impressive and original voice . . . fiery and clear measured and easy of phrasing." " Always melodiously . . . sometimes nonsensically." "A…

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1909 · PDF PAGE 336

The Equinox (Volume I, Number I)

…spirit, from thy prison ! I match, &c. GimEL (with the crossing of the path of Teth) Hail, virgin Moon, bright Moon of Her That is God’s thought and minister! Snow-pure, sky-blue, immaculate Hecate, in Thy book of Fate Read thou my name, the soaring soul That seeks the supreme, sunless goal! And thou, great Sekhet, roar! Arise, Confront the lion in the way! Thy calm indomitable eyes Lift once, and look, and pierce, and slay! Iam past. Hail, Hecate! Untrod Thy steep ascent to God, to God! Lo! what unnamed, unnameable Sphere hangs above inscrutab…

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1909 · PDF PAGE 336

The Equinox (Volume I, Number II)

…spirit, from thy prison ! I match, &c. GimEL (with the crossing of the path of Teth) Hail, virgin Moon, bright Moon of Her That is God’s thought and minister! Snow-pure, sky-blue, immaculate Hecate, in Thy book of Fate Read thou my name, the soaring soul That seeks the supreme, sunless goal! And thou, great Sekhet, roar! Arise, Confront the lion in the way! Thy calm indomitable eyes Lift once, and look, and pierce, and slay! Iam past. Hail, Hecate! Untrod Thy steep ascent to God, to God! Lo! what unnamed, unnameable Sphere hangs above inscrutab…

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1912 · PDF PAGE 26

Sir Palamedes

…once Sir Bors had been betrayed To Paynim ; him in traitrise caught, They bound to four strong stallion steers, To tear asunder, as they thought, The paladin of Arthur's peers. But he, a-bending, breaks the spine Of three, and on the fourth he rears His bulk, and rides away. Divine The wonder when the giant fails To stir the fatuous dwarf, malign Who smiles! But Bors on Arthur rails That never a knight is worth but one. “ By Goddes death ” (quod he), “ what ails

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1913 · PDF PAGE 133

Cambridge Poets 1900–1913

…m , I worshipped - wanton cruelty , Mad perils of a maniac dream . I peopled earth a new found hell With the new devil of my soul , That thought might find a place to dwell And the dire chaos seem a whole . For strange I saw my first sun rise And felt his warmth upon my flesh And screaming , with distorted eyes Fled from the dancing shadow - mesh ; And strange the spinning river whirled Past stone and tree which had no feet , And in my misbegotten world A Devil - god was good to meet . I found a stone my limbs to wound , ' Twas joy to watch the…

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1913 · PDF PAGE 125

The Book of Lies

…dge’ wields a wonderful pen, much of his workis exceed- ingly beautiful... . In conclusion, as far as descrip- tive power and. beauty of thought are concerned, we consider that the author of‘The Tale of Archais’ holds the first place among the latter-day poets.” — Cambridge Magazine. Songs of the Spirit. 35. 6d. Delicate lyrics, illustrating the vague, yet holy aspirations of adolescence. s¢. . . We have read with admiration for its in- tense spirituality, as well as for its technical super- iorities, . .. this volume,in which we are sure of ha…

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1928 · PDF PAGE 46

Little Poems in Prose

… she remain willingly in a set of surroundings where she makes so startling a stain? But my curiosity leading me to pass close to her, I thought that I could guess the reason. The tall widow held by the hand a child, clothed like herself in black. However moderate might be the charge of admission, it might perhaps be sufficient to pay for one of the ne- cessities of that tiny being, or better still, a su- perfluity, perhaps a toy. And no doubt she went home on foot ever meditating, ever dreaming, alone, always alone; for a child is troublesome,…

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1898 · PDF PAGE 62

Songs of the Spirit

Where we were happy all the summer through, And merry when the autumn tinged with brown The glades, and in the winter thought we knew Behind the cloudy weather some far sky was blue. That crown I hope for shall be garlanded Of deathless flowers of equal bloom. And thou, O thou true lover, thou belovéd head And marble pallor of a prince’s brow, At the cliff’s edge we stand together now ; The parting of our ways has come at last, Mine is the bitterest journey, as I trow, A man may take, so solitary, so vast, It binds the future now, and stultifie…

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1899 · PDF PAGE 33

Jephthah and Other Mysteries

…angéd psalters, Where no lip no longer falters, And the priest’s deep brow Pales not, flushes not for passion, Clouds not with concealéd thought, And the worshipper’s eye, wrought To the stars in subtle fashion, By no magic is distraught. For our hope is in His holy Places, and our prayers ascend Fervent, and may sunder slowly The blue darkness at the end. For we know not where to send For a sword to cleanse the land, For a sharp two-edgéd brand, All our homesteads to defend. For amid the desert sand Lives an outcast of our race, Strong, immuta…

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1901 · PDF PAGE 73

The Mother’s Tragedy

…e Glow with this, the perfect passion And sublime desire From the clay of Fate to fashion His own glory, to inspire Worlds impossible to thought With the beauties, subtly wrought, Of his own creative strength. Spirit of the Gods! O single,

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1907 · PDF PAGE 7

Rosa Coeli

… part Of that most universal heart ; Leaving us slaves, and kings ; Bound, and with eagle’s wings ; One soul, comprising all that may be thought, One soul, conscious of nought. 2

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1912 · PDF PAGE 67

Book 4 (Part I)

SI However, the main point is to acquire some sort of in- hibitory power over the thoughts. Fortunately there is an unfailing method of acquiring this power. It is given in Liber III. If Sections I and 2 are practised (if necessary with the assistance of another person to aid your vigilance) you will soon be able to master the final section. In some people this inhibitory power may flower suddenly in very much the same way as occurred with Asana. Quite without any relaxa- tion of vigilance, the mind will suddenly he stilled. There will be a marve…

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1912 · PDF PAGE 118

Sir Palamedes

…f Heaven a-playing, There came a solemn voice (not one But was upon his knees in praying And glorifying God). The Son Of God Himself—men thought—spoke then. “ Arise! brave soldier, thou hast won The quest not given to mortal men. Arise! Sir Palamede Adept, Christian, and no more Saracen ! On wake or sleeping, wise, inept, Still thou didst seek. Those foolish ways On which thy folly stumbled, leapt, All led to the one goal. Now praise Thy Lord that He hath brought thee through To win the quest!” The good knight lays

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