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…s. When the slow wind from her sweet word In all their conchéd ears is heard. And like the slumber of the seas, There murmur through the holy trees The kisses of the goddess keen, And sighs and laughters caught between.
Mother in Maidenhood ! Saintly Beatitude ! Queen of the Angel Host ! Bride of the Holy Ghost! Ave Maria ! [Exemii Pilgrims. TannhAuser. The love of Isis ! No mere love to Her That is inborn in every soul of us ! It is Her love to Christ that we must taste, Uniting us with Her eternal sigh. There is a problem infinite again. I have not gained one jot since first I saw The stately bosom of the Venusberg, Save that mine eyes have seen a little truth, My body found a little weariness. I am very feeble ! Hither comes the hunt ! \_A horn winds quite …
…een, Became. Like dew a triple queen Shone as the void uncovered: The silence of deep height was drawn’ A veil across the silver dawn On holy wings that hovered.} The music of three thoughts became The beauty, that‘is one white flame, The justice that surpasses shame, The victory, the splendour, The sacred fountain that is whirled From depths beyond that older world A new world to engender.? The kingdom is extended.? Night Dwells, and I contemplate the sight That is not seeing, but the light That secretly is kindled, Though oft time its most ho…
… the throne, By Beauty, Splendour, Victory, we swear, And by the strong foundations, and the Kingdom, Flower of all kingdoms, and by the holy Crown Concealed with all concealments, highest of all, We swear to be true men to thee and thine. JEPHTHAH. I thank you, people. Let the younger men Gather their swords and spears, and pass before This spear I strike into the earth, that so I see how many fight for Israel. CHORUS. The young men are girded with swords, And the spears flash on high, and each shield Gleams bright like the fury of lords Throu…
THE HOLY OF HOLIES. 127 O Wisdom-crowned Ta-hu-ti, lend Thy magic : let my light extend ! I cannot comprehend one truth. My sight is biased, and my mind— One snake-skin thought is of its youth ; Grows old, and casts the slough behind. O Themis, Lady of the plume, Shed thy twin godhead in the gloom ! How ugly is this life of mine ! How slimes it in the terrene mud ! Clouds hide the beauty all-divine, The moonlight has a mist of blood. O Hathoor, Lady of the West, Take thy sad lover to thy breast ! Even the perfumes of the dawn Intoxicate, deceiv…
…d mysterious watersheds, Traversed strange seas, or battled with strange folk, Held vigil in wild forests, all to seek The vision of the Holy Grail. And I Rode forth on that same foolish wandering ; And found a-many ventures on the way ; At last an old Egyptian ; who bestowed The magic word, which, when I had pronounced, Called up thine evil corpse-light in the sky. He riddled me —ah God ! I see it now ! The bloody winepress .'' The ascending sun ? Thy dawning beauty and thine evil bed ! The double meaning ! I had evil thoughts When I pronounce…
…he Beast Are woven in a web of gold Until the gilding of the East Burns on the wanton-smiling wold : And still Sir Palamede believed His holy quest to be achieved ! But now the dawn from glowing gates Floods all the land: with snarling lip The Beast stands off and cachinnates. That stings the good knight like a whip, 41
…he Beast Are woven in a web of gold Until the gilding of the East Burns on the wanton-smiling wold : And still Sir Palamede believed His holy quest to be achieved ! But now the dawn from glowing gates Floods all the land: with snarling lip The Beast stands off and cachinnates. That stings the good knight like a whip, 41
THE ATU: MNEMONICS a Truth, laughter, lust: Wine’s Holy Fool! Veil rent, Lewd madness is sublime enlightenment. b The Word of Wisdom weaves the web of lies, Weds irreducible Infinities. g Mother, moon‐maiden, playmate, bride of Pan; God’s Angel‐Minister to every man. d Beauty, display thine Empire! Truth above Thought’s reach: the wholeness of the world is Love. x Sire and inceptor, Emperor and King Of all things mortal, hail Him lord of Spring! v Wisdom to each apportioned to his want By modes of Light, shed forth, great Hierophant! z To each …
…Charicles despair ! Yet of her presence was the maiden ware, Although her mortal eyes might see her not ; So she knelt down upon that holy spot And greeted her with tears ; for now at last The fountains of her sorrow, vague and vast, Burst from the strong inexorable chain Of too great passion, and a mortal pain Beyond belief, and so in sudden waves Tears welled impatient from their crystal caves. (Men say those barren pinnacles are set Since then with jewels ; the white violet Was born of those pure tears ; the snowdrop grew Where waking hop…
…oss the moss-grown rocks that build the well : And here they tell Of one beneath the hoary stone who hid And watched unbid When one most holy came across the glade, Who saw a maid So bright that mists were dim upon his eyes, And yet he spies So sweet a vision that his gentle breath Sighed into death: And others say that here the fairies bring The fairy king, And crown him with a flower of eglantine, And of the vine Twist him a throne made perfect with wild roses, And gathered posies From all the streams that wander through the vale, And crying,…
…ries. But, after all these Folk of Fear are driven Before the avenging levin That rives the opening skies, Behold that Formless and that Holy Flame That hath no name ; That Fire that darts and flashes, writhes and creeps Snake-wise in royal robe, Wound round that vanished glory of the globe. Unto that sky beyond the starry deeps, Beyond the Toils of Time — then formulate In thine own mind, luminous, concentrate, The Lion of the Light, a child that stands On the vast shoulders of the Steed of God : Or winged, or shooting flying shafts, or shod W…
… the Host Of the esoteric Eucharist] The Pagan power of the corn and wine Mystical, magical, hers and mine, The dove’plumed snake of the Holy Ghost That wings and writhes in the wounds unkissedl Lie there, love—if I love you indeed Who adore and wonder and faint for drouth Of the passion-flower fallen from the other side Of time and space the tedious tide. Lie there, lie there, and let me bleed To death in the breath of the murderous mouth I 45
… the Host Of the esoteric Eucharist] The Pagan power of the corn and wine Mystical, magical, hers and mine, The dove’plumed snake of the Holy Ghost That wings and writhes in the wounds unkissedl Lie there, love—if I love you indeed Who adore and wonder and faint for drouth Of the passion-flower fallen from the other side Of time and space the tedious tide. Lie there, lie there, and let me bleed To death in the breath of the murderous mouth I 45
…ncouraged, lightened, Sent on the Way Whose Sun and Star have brightened From dawning into day, I set my face, a flint, Toward where the holy glint Oflamps affords the hint That leads me—where it may. POWER. THE mighty sound of forests murmuring In answer to the dread command ; The stars that shudder when their king ! Extends his hand, His awful hand to bless, to curse; or moves Toward the dimmest-den In the thick leaves, not known of loves Or nymphs or men ; (Only the sylph’s frail gossamer may wave Their quiet frondage yet, Only her dewy tear…
… the throne, By Beauty, Splendour, Victory, we swear, And by the strong foundations, and the Kingdom, Flower of all kingdoms, and by the holy Crown Concealed with all concealments, highest of all, We swear to be true men to thee and thine. JEPHTHAH. I thank you, people. Let the younger men Gather their swords and spears, and pass before This spear I strike into the earth, that so I see how many fight for Israel. CHORUS. The young men are girded with swords, And the spears flash on high, and each shield Gleams bright like the fury of lords Throu…
…od ; Whose poor abode Is the mean body, prey to all distemperature ? Yet, mortal, in the Light and Way Divine, Gird on the armour of the Holy One: Seek out the secret of the inmost shrine, Strong in the might and spirit of the sun. Arise, arise, arise, Give passage to mine eyes, Ye airs, ye veils; ye bucklers of the Snake! I knew the deepest cells, Where the foul spirit dwells; Called to the dead, the drowsed, arise ! awake! Their dark profoundest thought Was less than She I sought, It was as nought! I drew my soul, I dived beneath the burning …
…e general laws of probability, so, bowing gracefully, he and set out to find Allan Bennett, whom he eventually ran down at the house ofa holy Yogi in Cinnamon Gardens, Colombo, to hear his account. Allan Bennett's account was les of belief. They had had, he s: id, an argument about the God Shiva, the Destroyer, whom Allan Bennett we use, if one repeated his name often enough, Shiva would one da © and destroy the Universe, and whom Mathers feared and hated because He would one day open His eye and destroy Mathers. Allan Bennett closed the argume…
…to me the song Of the extreme spring! Rejoice in my great strength And infinite youth and new fertility, And lave your foreheads in this holy milk That springs, the fountain of humanity, Luminous in the temple! Raise the hymn. CHORUS. Through fields of foam ungarnered sweeps The fury of the wind of dawn ; Through fiery desolation creeps The water of the wind withdrawn. With fire and water consecrate The foam and fire are recreate. With air uniting fire and water, The springtide’s unbegotten daughter Blossoms in oceans of blue air, Flowers of ne…
…r carnal spirit holds me fast. My blood, my infamy, my pain, Seal my subjection and her reign. My veins poured out her marriage cup, For holy water her cruel tongue ; For blessing of white hands raised up, These perfumed infamies unsung ; For God’s breath, her sharp tainted breath ; For marriage bed, the bed of death. The hounds that scavenge, fierce and lean, Snarl in the moonlight ; in the sky