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…e rolls by, as from the theatre. It stops owing to a block in the traffic. MOLLY. O sir ! I am so sorry for you. SIR PERCY. And a lot of good that does ! Enter, on the pavement, the Marquis of Glenstrae, in his fur coat. The occupant of the carriage, Angela, Lady Baird, recognises him and leans out to greet him. GLENSTRAE. Ah, my dear lady, how do you do this cold weather ? ANGELA. Well, very well, thank you — and you ?
1910 · PDF PAGE 450
74 THE HIGH HISTORY OF GOOD With firm red lips and square black beard, Osiris in his strength appeared. He made the sign that saveth men On Palamede the Saracen. ’Hath hushed his conjuration grim: The curse comes back to sleep with him. Hath fallen himself to that profane Whence none might ever rise again. Dread torture racks him; all his bones Get voice to utter forth his groans. The very poison of his blood Joins in that cry’s soul-shaking flood. For many a chiliad counted well His soul stayed in its proper Hell. Then, when Sir Palamedes came…
1910 · PDF PAGE 450
74 THE HIGH HISTORY OF GOOD With firm red lips and square black beard, Osiris in his strength appeared. He made the sign that saveth men On Palamede the Saracen. ’Hath hushed his conjuration grim: The curse comes back to sleep with him. Hath fallen himself to that profane Whence none might ever rise again. Dread torture racks him; all his bones Get voice to utter forth his groans. The very poison of his blood Joins in that cry’s soul-shaking flood. For many a chiliad counted well His soul stayed in its proper Hell. Then, when Sir Palamedes came…
1904 · PDF PAGE 118
… The curse of Ares dog you into Hades! I have my reasons [doubtfully] ay, my reasons plain! Going, not forced. CHORUS. Yet going—that is good! JASON, To Corinth! Bride of my own heart, Medea, Well hast thou put thy power off for the time Preferring love to pomp, and peace to revel. MEDEA. And the soft cushions of the moss-grown trees To royal pillows, and the moon’s young light To gaudy lamps of antique workmanship— JASON. And music of the birds to harps of gold Struck by unwilling fingers for gold coin. MEDEA. Come! lest the curse I call upon …
1910 · PDF PAGE 380
THE HIGH HISTORY OF GOOD So halted he his horse, and bent To catch remembrance from the eyes That stared to God, whose ardour sent His radiance from the ruthless skies. Then like a statue still he sate; Nor quivered nerve, nor muscle stirred; While round them flapped insatiate The fell, abominable bird. But coldest horror drave the light From knightly eyes. How pale thy bloom, Thy blood, O brow whereon the night Sits like a serpent on a tomb! For Palamede those eyes beheld The iron image of his own ; On those dead brows a fate he spelled To str…
1910 · PDF PAGE 380
THE HIGH HISTORY OF GOOD So halted he his horse, and bent To catch remembrance from the eyes That stared to God, whose ardour sent His radiance from the ruthless skies. Then like a statue still he sate; Nor quivered nerve, nor muscle stirred; While round them flapped insatiate The fell, abominable bird. But coldest horror drave the light From knightly eyes. How pale thy bloom, Thy blood, O brow whereon the night Sits like a serpent on a tomb! For Palamede those eyes beheld The iron image of his own ; On those dead brows a fate he spelled To str…
1912 · PDF PAGE 19
…ter upon the bridge LORENZO and ALESSANDRO. They lean upon the parapet. LORENZO. HE solemn stones upsoar ; the dimpled water smiles. How good to see once more the City of the Isles ! ALESSANDRO. No fairer than before ; tis absence that be- guiles. Why do we love the rude, the rancid and the rotten, The crazy and the crude ? Familiar things forgotten ! We are but ghosts renewed, not infants new-begotten. T
1954 · PDF PAGE 179
… divine authority , becomes less formidable and menacing in appearance. He may, in some way, indicate his willingness to serve you. Very good , so far; but it is of course the first essential to make sure of his integrity. Accordingly you begin by asking his name. This is vital; because if he tells you the truth , it gives you power over him. But if, on the other hand , he tells you a lie, he abandons for good and all his fortress. He becomes rather like a submarine whose base has been destroyed. He may do you a lot of mischief in the meantime …
1919 · PDF PAGE 457
…‘whispering hair,’ and corpses and poppies jostle one another in a heaving brew of iridestent, quasi-putrescent, ‘ultra-modernity. Quite good reading all the same. Take p. 44:—... . And we must thank the mysterious V. B. N. for a really inspired line— ‘Thou lyric laughter of the enfranchised male.’ The naughty new ‘male, smashing our windows with his inverted commas... . unless, indeed, as Mr. Aleister Crowley authoritatively hints in his sacerdotal preface, . . . But the time, we think, is hardly ripe for such disclosures, although the more in…
1899 · PDF PAGE 72
…ate spins bright and beaming ; God has fashioned a sun from shade, Mercy and joy in one tide are streaming, Fortune is powerless, to all good seeming; Fate is stricken, and flees afraid. JARED. Bring me the sackcloth and the ashes now. ELEAZAR. Behold! the crown of all our maiden wreath, Adulah, white and lissome, with the flames Of dawn forth blushing through her flower-crowned hair. . CHORUS. Behold a virgin to the Lord! Behold a maiden pale as death, Whose glance is silver as a sword, And flowers of Kedar fill her breath, Whose fragrance sat…
1907 · PDF PAGE 39
…ly; this the throe Of swiftly-comprehended motherhood Once taught her. Now the whisper of the child Bids her be great, who was supremely good. 23
1910 · PDF PAGE 75
…ht an excuse necessary. 5. Laila — perhaps the Evil Jinn. Laila means “ night ” ; and Lilith is the chief of the succubi, much feared by good Muslim. It was reserved for Mr Thomas Lake Harris and his English dupe Ber- ridge to cultivate of set purpose this abominable and disgusting variety of masturbation.
1929 · PDF PAGE 408
…ase the camels with my own fair feet. He had a million excuses for not going on, all on a level. "The camels would {650} catch cold" --- good from the man who had left them all night in the rain! "They would slip." "They would die." "They were too hungry." --- From the man who hadn't brought food for them! "They were tired" --- and so on. But I got the party off at last and came in a couple of hours to a tomb with a coffin in it. There they sat down and refused to stir. I simply took no notice. My disciple took one camel and I took the other, a…
1910 · PDF PAGE 176
…. At intervals it dropped and opened out like a flower, its texture was that of fine hair, Méitrananda told me that this result was very good, and that these petals are of the Ajna Chakkra.* 2.10-2.42 Pranayama. Seven minutes. 5. 10, 20. Dhdrana on nose p.m. p.m. thirteen minutes. During this Pranayama I heard the Astral Bell twice or thrice. Pranayama 8 minutes. 10. 20. 30. Perspiration which has been almost suppressed of late has reappeared to excess. 6.12-6.38 Pranayama. Four minutes and 6 minutes Io. 29. 30. p.m. p.m. Late Dharana. Became q…
1910 · PDF PAGE 176
…. At intervals it dropped and opened out like a flower, its texture was that of fine hair, Méitrananda told me that this result was very good, and that these petals are of the Ajna Chakkra.* 2.10-2.42 Pranayama. Seven minutes. 5. 10, 20. Dhdrana on nose p.m. p.m. thirteen minutes. During this Pranayama I heard the Astral Bell twice or thrice. Pranayama 8 minutes. 10. 20. 30. Perspiration which has been almost suppressed of late has reappeared to excess. 6.12-6.38 Pranayama. Four minutes and 6 minutes Io. 29. 30. p.m. p.m. Late Dharana. Became q…
1996 · PDF PAGE 179
…farce of divorce if the chance of free choice is to be recovered; and even at that the fetters always leave an incurable ulcer; it is no good playing the game of respectability after one is divorced. Thus we find that almost the only love-affairs which breed no annoyance, and leave no scar, are those between people who have accepted the Law of Thelema, and broken for good with the tabus of the slave-gods. The true artist, loving his art and nothing else, can enjoy a series of spontaneous liaisons, all his life long, yet never suffer himself, or…
1904 · PDF PAGE 107
…orkscrew turn And lose the name of pumpship. Soft you now ! The fair Ophelia ! Nymph, in thy orisons Be all my sins remembered. OPHELIA. Good my lord, How does your honour for this many a day ? HAM. I humbly thank you ! Well, well, well. OPH. My lord, I have remembrances of yours That I have longed to redeliver : I pray you now receive them. HAM. No, not I. I never gave you aught. OPH. My honoured lord, you know right well you did. [Left disputing.] [109]
1909 · PDF PAGE 271
THE TEMPLE OF SOLOMON THE KING Hegemon: And the great Angel Metatron (Angel of Good) answered and said: Iam the Angel of the Presence Divine. The Wise man gazeth upon the Material Universe and he beholdeth therein the luminous Image of the Creator. Not as yet canst thou bear the dazzling radiance of that Light! Return, for thou canst not pass by! Hierophant: Let the Neophyte now advance by the Straight and Narrow way which inclineth neither to the right hand nor to the left. Hiereus and Hegemon: Whence comest thou? Kerux (for Neophyte) : Iam co…
1909 · PDF PAGE 271
THE TEMPLE OF SOLOMON THE KING Hegemon: And the great Angel Metatron (Angel of Good) answered and said: Iam the Angel of the Presence Divine. The Wise man gazeth upon the Material Universe and he beholdeth therein the luminous Image of the Creator. Not as yet canst thou bear the dazzling radiance of that Light! Return, for thou canst not pass by! Hierophant: Let the Neophyte now advance by the Straight and Narrow way which inclineth neither to the right hand nor to the left. Hiereus and Hegemon: Whence comest thou? Kerux (for Neophyte) : Iam co…
1910 · PDF PAGE 423
…ly wight: “T will believe!” The hermit blessed His convert : on the horizon Appears the Beast. ‘To thee the rest!” He cries, to urge the good knight on. But no! Sir Palamedes grips The hermit by the woebegone Beard of him; then away he rips, Wood as a maniac, to the West, Where down the sun in splendour slips, And where the quarry of the quest Canters. They run lik e hippogriffs! Like men pursued, or swine possessed, Over the dizzy Cretan cliffs They smash. And lo! it comes to pass He sees in no dim hieroglyphs, In knowledge easy to amass, This…