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1913 · PDF PAGE 401

The Equinox (Volume I, Number X)

THE KEY OF THE MYSTERIES A. Yes; according to faith, there is the Providence of God, and the sacrifice of man. Q. What is this sacrifice? A. It is the willing and spontaneous surrender of right. Q.. Is this sacrifice reasonable? A. No; it is a kind of folly greater than reason, for reason is forced to admire it. Q. How does one call a man who acts according to truth, reality, reason and justice? A. A moral man. g. And if he sacrifices his interests to justice? a. A man of honour. g. Andif in order to imitate the grandeur and goodness of Provide…

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1913 · PDF PAGE 15

Cambridge Poets 1900–1913

…tended for a University , This , then , is yours : to build exultingly High , and yet more high , The knowledgeable towers . . . That so Man 's mind , not conquered by his clay , May sit above his fate , Inhabiting the purpose of the stars And trade with his Eternity . Now , in historical fact , such traffic uplifted on knowledge has hitherto been mainly conducted for Man by poetry and philosophy ; and in Man 's experience of the two , the commerce of poetry has brought the more durable profit . ARTHUR QUILLER - COUCH .

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1903 · PDF PAGE 76

Alice: An Adultery

THE TWENTY-FIRST DAY “ Mal. Dispute it like a man. Macd. I shall do so. But I must also feel it as a man.” Macbeth. I had a fearful dream (on going away) Of scorpion women curled in my caress, And twenty days they closed on my distress Not giving me relief, but gold and gray, Cold and intense ; the one-and-twentieth day They drew my life out, one exceeding stress, Volcanic anguish !—Here’s the strange excess : I called, ere waking, on the name Eheieh ! Solve me the riddle of the dream who can ! That night I sought a new toy for a lure, And she …

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1909 · PDF PAGE 19

The Soldier and the Hunchback ! and ?

THE SOLDIER AND THE HUNCHBACK This man performs great magic; very strong medicine. He does really find gold on the midden and skeletons in pretty girls. In Abiegnus the Sacred Mountain of the Rosicrucians the Postulant finds but a coffin in the central shrine; yet that coffin contains Christian Rosencreutz who is dead and is alive for evermore and hath the keys of Hell and of Death. Ay! your Tiphereth man, child of Mercy and Justice, looks deeper than the skin! But he seems a ridiculous object enough both to the Malkuth man and to the Kether ma…

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1909 · PDF PAGE 18

The Soldier and the Hunchback ! and ?

THE EQUINOX You, they say, claim to be a man in Kether (I don’t). Why then, do you not wear boots on your head and hats on your feet ? I can only answer that I the man in Kether (‘tis but an argument) am out of all relation as much with feet and heads as with boots and hats. But why should I (from my exalted pinnacle) stoop down and worry the headed and footed gentle- man in Malkuth, who after all doesn’t exist for me, by these drastic alterations in his toilet? There is no distinction whatever ; I might easily put the boots on his shoulders, w…

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1906 · PDF PAGE 100

Gargoyles

… was open and bold: His silence girt him like fine gold. The fifth was ruddy and fair of face; He held his tongue a space. The sixth was many-coloured, but He kept his lips well shut. The last was like a full great moon; He knew, but uttered not, his rune. Il. Now when the time was fully come The dying man was dumb, But with his failing hand did make A sign: my heart doth ache. At that the kingly man, the fourth, Rose up and spat against the North. Then made the dying man a sign: My head is running like strong wine. 92

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1922 · PDF PAGE 97

Diary of a Drug Fiend

The Gktter on the Snow 83 I was aware of a violent subconscious irritation. The man’s talk had dealt so airily with millions that I couldn’t help recognising that I was a very poor man indeed, by modern standards. Five or six thousand a year, and perhaps another fifteen hundred from the rents of the Barley Grange estate, and that infernal income-tax and so on—I was really little better than a pauper, and there was Lou to be considered. I had always thought jewellery vulgar ; a signet ring and a tie pin for a man—for a woman, a few trinkets, ver…

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Diary of a Drug Fiend

… ; and what he did not know about scrapping was not worth being known. In particular, he was very much alive to the fact that an unarmed man sitting behind a fixed table has no chance against a man with a stick in the open. . He slipped out like a cat. Before Bumble could bring down his cane, the old man had dived under his guard and taken the lunatic by the throat. There was no sort of a fight. The veteran shook his opponent like a bull-dog; and, shifting his grip, flung him to the ground with one tremendous throw. In less than two seconds the…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 133

The Star in the West

…happens that the most spiritual are at heart the most passionate . Passion and Re ligion are the divine Dioscuri , children of Nemesis . Man , when God became too intangible , too mag nificent to approach , conceived a mediator . Jahveh , surrounded by howling beasts and moulting angels , fenced in by thunder and lightning , was quite cut off from the simple minds of the Suburra , so Christ in those purlieus was manufactured ; but He in His turn grew exaltedly dim , magnified as the mist of ages crept around Him , and when romantic love was bor…

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1899 · PDF PAGE 17

Jephthah and Other Mysteries

…ling spirits stumble to your sty: The worm that was your lie—our heel its head Bruises, that bruised us once ; the snake is dead. Who of mankind that honours man discerns That man of all men, whose high spirit burns, Crowned over life, and conqueror of death, The godhood that was Christ of Nazareth— Who of all men, that will not gird his brand And purge from priestcraft the uxorious land? Christ, who lived, died, and lived, that man might be Tameless and tranquil as the summer sea, That laughs with love of the broad skies of noon, And dreams of…

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1924 · PDF PAGE 5

An Open Letter to Lord Beaverbook

man, or the man wrapped up in creative work, in taking legal action against a wealthy and power- ful corporation. To him a libel suit, even if not actually impossible, means, at the very least, financial chaos and the indefinite paralysis of his work. More than this, the libel, however false in point of fact, may be so damaging in purport, and make so unscrupulous an appeal to violent popular passions, that it robs its victim, in advance, of any of the normal means of redress. The man of letters is peculiarly ill-protected against sensational n…

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1910 · PDF PAGE 57

The Scented Garden

External Religion betrayeth man to Fate. 49 gentleman’s pin is long and thin ” ; yet he appears to share the prejudice, probably from personal rea- sons. 4. Hatim Tai. The Hercules of Persia, though his feasts are more famous than his feats or his sta- ture. But here the bulk is clearly the important thing. 5. Hunchback — not merely an unfortunate, but a bad man. Witness “ Expect 42 ills from the cripple, and 80 from the one-eyed man ; but when the hunchback arrives, say Allah help us ! ” 6. Bukhti is the two-humped camel of Bac- tria. Ali is t…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 112

Collected Works (Vol. I)

THE TRIUMPH OF MAN 105 Of sea-reflecting white flowers and_ fresh orass I walk. Man’s darkness is a leathern sheath, Myself the sun-bright sword ! I have no fear, nor doubt, nor sorrow now, For I give Self to God—I give my best Of soul and blood and brain To my poor Art—-there comes to me some- how This fact: Man’s-work is God made mani- fest; Life is all Peace again. And Dreams are beyond life. Their wider scope, Limitless Empire o’er the world of thought, Help my desires to press Beyond all stars toward God and Heaven and Hope ; And in the wo…

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1904 · PDF PAGE 65

In Residence

Let no man shout before the wood Encloseth him no more ; Nor gaily say his gamp is good Before the heavens pour. Let no man say “I go to climb A ridge of danger dread !” But wait till that successful time, And say “I have!” instead! 53

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1901 · PDF PAGE 89

The Soul of Osiris

…E.” OME lives complain of their own happiness. In perfect love no sure abiding stands, In perfect faith are no immortal bands Of God and man. This passion we possess Necessitous ; insistent none the less Because we know not how its purpose brands Our lives. Even on God’s knees and in His hands : The Law of Change. “ Out, out, adulteress ! ” ? These be the furies, and the harpies these ? That discontent should sum the happiest sky ? That of all boons man lacks the greatest—rest ? Nay ! But the promise of the centuries, The certain pledge of immo…

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1903 · PDF PAGE 41

Alice: An Adultery

ALICE : AN ADULTERY “ Commit not with man’s sworn spouse.” King Lear. Against the fiat of that God discrowned, Unseated by Man’s justice, and replaced, By Law most bountiful and maiden-faced And mother-minded : passing the low bound Of man’s poor law we leapt at last and found Passion ; and passing the dim halls disgraced Found higher love and larger and more chaste, A calm sphinx waiting in secluded ground. Hear the sad rhyme of how love turned to lust, And lust invigorated love, and love Shone brighter for the stain it rose above, Gathering r…

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1909 · PDF PAGE 38

Clouds Without Water

Then the Lord answered me out of the wind, Out of the whirlwind did He answer me; Gird up thy loins now hike a man, and find If thou canst answer like a man to Me! Who art thou darkening counsel by thy word, And in thine ignorance accusing Them Who. ere thy prayer was formulated, heard And crowned it with its passion’s diadem ? Who isthe Son of Man, that We should mind him ? Or visit the vain virgin of his pleasance ? Yet ever as he went We stood behind him And conipassed her with Our continual presence? From the black whirlwind the most high G…

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1913 · PDF PAGE 504

The Equinox (Volume I, Number IX)

THE EQUINOX God and the devil are the ideals of absolute good and evil. But man never conceives absolute evil, save as a false idea of good. Good only can be absolute; and evil is only relative to our ignorance, and to our errors. Every man, in order to be a God, first makes himself a devil; but as the law of solidarity is universal, the hierarchy exists in hell as it does in heaven. A wicked man will always find one more wicked than himself to do him harm; andwhen the evil is at its climax, it must cease, for it could only continue by the anni…

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1913 · PDF PAGE 504

The Equinox (Volume I, Number X)

THE EQUINOX God and the devil are the ideals of absolute good and evil. But man never conceives absolute evil, save as a false idea of good. Good only can be absolute; and evil is only relative to our ignorance, and to our errors. Every man, in order to be a God, first makes himself a devil; but as the law of solidarity is universal, the hierarchy exists in hell as it does in heaven. A wicked man will always find one more wicked than himself to do him harm; andwhen the evil is at its climax, it must cease, for it could only continue by the anni…

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1910 · PDF PAGE 92

The World’s Tragedy

…in the viewless iron And velvet vice of a singing siren ! I lift this blade to sheer In one deliberate sweep Of startling light All that man holdeth dear. From the sun’s high steep to the great deep Of unimaginable night To dive — I dive. Lord, now ! Pan ! Pan ! Accept the supreme vow ! The man Shall be no more a man — Stay ! who are these ?

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