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…land, stand fast! England, stand fast! We made the brave man's choice. We staked our all upon the single cast. Winning or dying, let the heart rejoice: England, stand fast! England, one soul of steel, one heart of oak, One voice of silver, sound thy trumpet-blast Pass round the watchword through the battle-smoke; England, stand fast!
…es Not unfamiliar, through exulting gates— “ Lift up your heads,” I hear the angels cry ; “ Be ye lift up, ye everlasting doors. A child-heart seeks the Lover of the Child!” O meek and holy Jesus, hath Thy heart Yearned unto me, Thy maiden? For I knew A bliss so pregnant with the unforeseen As brought me to the very feet of Christ, Weeping. How clouded that mysterious Passion! JI fell a-weeping in my bed, Forgetting, or not knowing. For a fire Too perfect for my sinful soul to touch Gathered me closely in itself, to hide Its utter glory from me…
DÆDALUS. THE scorpion kisses and the stings of sin Cling hard within The heart whose fibres, like a slender vine, Earth’s hopes entwine, And all the furies of the air caress The sorceress Whose bosom beats in unison with shame, A flower of flame Whose root most secretly made fast in hell Is watered by the seraphim that fell. The heart wherein is lit the sacred fire Of high desire, Burnt clean from all untruth and sacrilege, Her wings may fledge, And fly a little in the broad sweet air, Till unaware 102
…and, stand fast! England, stand fast!_ We made the brave man’s choice. We staked our all upon the single cast. Winning or dying, let the heart rejoice England, stand fast! England, one soul of steel, one heart of oak, ‘One voice of silver, sound thy trumpet-blast! Pass round the watchword through the battle-smoke; England, stand fast! WPS, 396, Bek Stet, Ploy, W.1 rated tn Regan
…se of the PARACLETE. Where sinful sorrow doth oppress, Thy sinless sorrow doth redress, O maid whom seven demon lords Thrust through the heart with seven swords ! O sweet and sober mother-maid, Within my heart each bleeding blade Shudders, as, meditating Thee, Thy mercy sheds its shower on me ! O mother Mary, from Thy soul Distil the balm to make me whole ; And when the dreary days are done Lead up my spirit to Thy Son ! Amen. B 4
…se of the PARACLETE. Where sinful sorrow doth oppress, Thy sinless sorrow doth redress, O maid whom seven demon lords Thrust through the heart with seven swords ! O sweet and sober mother-maid, Within my heart each bleeding blade Shudders, as, meditating Thee, Thy mercy sheds its shower on me ! O mother Mary, from Thy soul Distil the balm to make me whole ; And when the dreary days are done Lead up my spirit to Thy Son ! Amen. B 4
THREE POEMS FOR JANE CHERON Then—even then—we are here, Jeanne! We love—we shall die, sweet heart, take cheer, Jeanne I We are bound to a fate that brings release; We move in a moi] that must one day cease; We shall win to the everlasting peace, Jeanne! And how things are, and why, and whence Are puzzles for fools that lack the sense Of cows—enough of the future tense, Jeanne! For the end of love and the end of art Is just—my ear against your heart! ALEISTER CROWLEY. 51
THREE POEMS FOR JANE CHERON Then—even then—we are here, Jeanne! We love—we shall die, sweet heart, take cheer, Jeanne I We are bound to a fate that brings release; We move in a moi] that must one day cease; We shall win to the everlasting peace, Jeanne! And how things are, and why, and whence Are puzzles for fools that lack the sense Of cows—enough of the future tense, Jeanne! For the end of love and the end of art Is just—my ear against your heart! ALEISTER CROWLEY. 51
…d wonder, O maker of Heaven ! The night falls asunder ; The darkness is riven ! Light, O eternal ! Life, O diurnal ! Love, O withdrawn ! Heart of my May, spring Far to Thy dawn ! God of the dayspring ! Sun on the lawn ! Hail to Thy splendour, Holy, I cry ! Mary shall bend her Face from the sky. Subtle and tender— Then I can die ! Tannhauser. The simple love of life and gladness there ! Merely to be, and worship at the heart. How complex, the machinery of me ! Better ? I doubt it. Hark ! he tunes again. n
…Spring’s flying feet touch with unaccustomed primroses the wood, I say it—She was bad.” Then the third worm, which came from the woman’s heart, turned to the other two, and said: “Tam her heart . . . her beautiful, beautiful heart. “What do you know of the deeds of the Queen who were never in her council chamber? “When you were bold, I was perhaps afraid, and when you exulted, there was I know not what trouble of sadness throbbing within me. All that you were I sustained: all your pleasure stirred through me, and you but harvested that which I …
…Spring’s flying feet touch with unaccustomed primroses the wood, I say it—She was bad.” Then the third worm, which came from the woman’s heart, turned to the other two, and said: “Tam her heart . . . her beautiful, beautiful heart. “What do you know of the deeds of the Queen who were never in her council chamber? “When you were bold, I was perhaps afraid, and when you exulted, there was I know not what trouble of sadness throbbing within me. All that you were I sustained: all your pleasure stirred through me, and you but harvested that which I …
…glyphs of the 11 Lines upon the Reverse of the Stele Saith of Mentu the truth-telling brother Who was master of Thebes from his birth: O heart of me, heart of my mother! O heart which I had upon earth! Stand not thou up against me a witness! Oppose me not, judge, in my quest! Accuse me not now of unfitness Before the Great God, the dread Lord of the West! For I fastened the one to the other With a spell for their mystical girth, The earth and the wonderful West, When I flourished, o earth, on the breast! The dead man Ankh-f-n-Khonsu Saith with …
THE HEART OF THE MASTER
… awful tor- ment: laugh at their fear: spit upon them! 43. Let the Scarlet Woman beware! If pity and compassion and tenderness visit her heart; if she leave my work to toy with old sweetnesses; then shall my vengeance be known. I will slay me her child: I will alienate her heart: I will cast her out from men: as a shrinking and despised harlot shall she crawl through dusk wet streets, and die cold and an-hungered. 44. But let her raise herself in pride! Let her follow me in my way! Let her work the work of wickedness! Let her kill her heart! 31
LIBER CORDIS CINCTI SERPENTE I 1. Iam the Heart; and the Snake is entwined About the invisible core of the mind. Rise, O my snake! It is now is the hour Of the hooded and holy ineffable flower. Rise, O my snake, into brilliance of bloom On the corpse of Osiris afloat in the tomb! O heart of my mother, my sister, mine own, Thou art given to Nile, to the terror Typhon! Ah me! but the glory of ravening storm Enswathes thee and wraps thee in frenzy of form. Be still, O my soul! that the spell may dissolve As the wands are upraised, and the zeons re…
… awful tor- ment: laugh at their fear: spit upon them! 43. Let the Scarlet Woman beware! If pity and compassion and tenderness visit her heart; if she leave my work to toy with old sweetnesses; then shall my vengeance be known. I will slay me her child: I will alienate her heart: I will cast her out from men: as a shrinking and despised harlot shall she crawl through dusk wet streets, and die cold and an-hungered. 44. But let her raise herself in pride! Let her follow me in my way! Let her work the work of wickedness! Let her kill her heart! 31
Rose of the World ! Red glory of the secret heart of Love ! Red flame, rose-red, most subtly curled Into its own infinite flower, all flowers above ! Its flower in its own perfumed passion, Its faint sweet passion, folded and furled In flower fashion ; And my deep spirit taking its pure part Of that voluptuous heart Of hidden happiness ! Arise, strong bow of the young child Eros ! (While the maddening moonlight, the memoried caress Stolen of the scented rose Stirs me and bids each racing pulse ache, ache !) Bend into an agony of art Whose cry i…
…s that which is written: “God hath laid upon him the iniquity of us all.” For as thy blood is mingled in the cup of BABALON, so is thine heart the universal heart. Yet is it bound about with the Green Serpent, the Serpent of Delight. It is shown me that this heart is the heart that rejoiceth, and the serpent is the serpent of Death, for herein all the symbols are interchangeable, for each one containeth in itself 135
… unsung Of perfect love : thence grew the Mystic Rose. Its myriad petals of divided light ; Its leaves of the most radiant emerald ; Its heart of fire like rubies. At the sight I lifted up my heart to God and called : How shall I pluck this dream of my desire ? And lo ! there shaped itself the Cross of Fire ! O
88 VENUS Buried my heart in thy sorrow, cast down my soul at thy knees. Thou, thou hast left me no morrow. Days and desires, what are these ? Nay, I have torn from my breast passion and love and despair : Sought in thy palaces rest, sleep that awaited me there ; Sleep that awaits me in vain : I have done with the hope of things ; Passion and pleasure and pain have stung me, and lost their stings. Only abides there a hollow, void as the heart of the earth. Echo may find it and follow, dead from the day of her birth. Life, of itself not insatiate…