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190 THE EQUINOX Widowed of its undying Lord, Its bowl of silver broke, its cord Of gold unloosed, its shining ladders Thrown down, its ears more deaf than adders, Its windows blind, its music stopped, From its place in Heaven dropped, From its starry throne was hurled Beyond the pillars of the world— Borne from the byss of light To the Dark Night! The moon had sunk behind the tower When, for a moment, by the power Of nature, as even the eagle’s eye Turns wearied from the sun, did I Fall from the conning-crag, that springs Above the Universe of …
1926 · PDF PAGE 34
…e fire. 68. Yet to all it shall seem beautiful. Its enemies who say not so, are mere liars. 69. There is success. 70. I am the Hawk-HeadedLord of Silence and of Strength; my nemyss shrouds the night- blue sky. 71. Hail! ye twin warriors about the pillars of the world ! for your time is nigh at hand. 72. I am the Lord of the Double Wand of Power; the wand of the Force of Coph Nia— but my left hand is empty, for I have crushed an Universe ; and nought remains. 34
1901 · PDF PAGE 120
…en delight—to Be— Steals that diviner mood Of wonder at the miracle—the plan Of Nature crowned by the astounding Man ! The secret of the Lord is set with him That wonders at His Majesty : his praise Wells from no trembler’s misery : his hymn Swells the exultant day’s. His psalm wings upward, and reflected down Even in Hell makes music and renown. Yea ! for the echo of the anthem rolls Down to the lost unfathomable deep. Down, to the darkness of all shades and souls, The founts of music sweep. Even the devils in the utter night Feel it the savin…
1901 · PDF PAGE 131
… the silver feet ! O passionate rose of infinite white fire ! O cross of sacrifice made bitter-sweet ! O wide-wing, star-brow, veritable lord ! O mystic bearer of the flaming sword ! O brows half see, O visionary star Seen in the fragrant breezes of the East ! O lover of my love, O avatar Of the All-One, O mystical High Priest ! O thou before whose eyes my weak eyes fail, Wonderful warden of the Holy Grail ! O thou, mine angel, whom these eyes have seen, These hands have handled, and this mouth has kissed ! O thou, the very tongue of fire, the …
1904 · PDF PAGE 94
…ouths, aware that Percy’s fall Is something to be envied of ye all ; And all ye parsons, seeing that ye pray Your Father for the Luck of Lord Glenstrae. Enough of this ! Insistent Fates Bid me return to rhyming 8 s. I say what I have seen ill done In honest clean-lived Albion ; And if these things the green tree grows, What price the dry, my lords ? Who knows ? You say that I exaggerate ; That “ we are not as bad as that.” (Excuse the doubtful tag of verse !) Au contraire, you are vastly worse. I see the virtuous and the vicious, The sans repro…
1910 · PDF PAGE 90
…. Nay, in the nuptial of that fruitful night Of fruitless joy unmeasured and unsung There was no seed of sorrow. O my light, My love, my lord, accept the piteous plaint Of me, the little wayward wanton wight,
1913 · PDF PAGE 185
SAROJINI NAIDU . DIRGE . W HAT longer hath she need of loveliness " Whom Death hath parted from her lord's caress ? Of glimmering robes like rainbow -tangled mist, Of gleaming glass or jewels on her wrist , Blossoms or fillet-pearls to deck her head , Or jasmine garlands to adorn her bed ? Put by the mirror of her bridal days . . . Why needs she now its counsel or its praise , Or happy symbol of the henna leaf For hands that know the comradeship of grief , Red spices for her lips that drink of sighs , Or black collyrium for her weeping eyes ? S…
1961 · PDF PAGE 70
… being one of those Beings (or By-comings) whom we call Philo- sophers. All is a never ending Play of Love wherein our Lady Nuit and her Lord Hadit rejoice; and every Part of the Play is Play. All pain is but sharp Sauce to the Dish of Pleasure; for it is the Nature of the Universe that hath devised this everlasting Banquet of Joy. And he that knoweth not this is necessary as an Ingredient even as thou art; wouldst thou change all and spoil the Dish? Art thou the Master-Cook? Yea, for thy Palate is become fine with thy great Dalliance with the …
1899 · PDF PAGE 112
… their limits gray, To watch the red lips move For slow delight of love Till the moon sigh and sink, and yield her sway Unto the eastern lord That draws a sanguine sword And starts up eager in the dawn, to see Bright eyes grow dim for sleep,
1910 · PDF PAGE 66
…of blue Lethean ! My wine to me. O lamentable season of Apollo, When swoops his glory to the golden wave ! As all his children, so their lord shall follow ! The flower he slew, the maiden he would save, As Itylus, light woven, tuned ! O swallow, Bewail their grave ! The gracious breast of Artemis may light me To menyet loved I ever Artemis ? Surely the vine-song and the dance delight me, The sea-blue bowers where Aphrodite is. Terrible gods and destinies excite me, The strange sad kiss. Thus may no moon tell Earth my story after, No virgin sin…
1912 · PDF PAGE 211
DESCRIPTION OF THE CARDS OF THE TAROT XVII THE LORD OF THE WIDE AND FERTILE LAND; THE KING OF THE SPIRITS OF EARTH Knight of Pan/ades A DARK Winged Warrior with winged and crowned helmet: mounted on a light brown horse. Equipment as the Knight of Wands. The winged head of a stag or antelope as a crest, Beneath the horse‘s feet is fertile land with ripened corn. In one hand he bears a sceptre surmounted by a hexagram: in the other a Pentacle like that of the Zelator Adeptus Minor. Unless very well dignified he is heavy, dull, and material Laborio…
1912 · PDF PAGE 228
…omises unfulfilled; illusion, deception, error; slight success at outset, not retained). Herein the Angels?לאהלמand?היוההrule. XXXIII THE LORD OF SWIFTNESS Ezlght af Μάνα!; or T0761665 FOUR White Radiating Angelic Hands (two proceedingfrom each side) issuant from clouds; clasped in two pairs in the centre with the grip of the First Order. They hold eight wands, crossed four with four. Flames issue from the point of junction. Surmounting the small wands with flames issuing down them, and placed in the centre at the top and bottom of the card respe…
1912 · PDF PAGE 211
DESCRIPTION OF THE CARDS OF THE TAROT XVII THE LORD OF THE WIDE AND FERTILE LAND; THE KING OF THE SPIRITS OF EARTH Knight of Pan/ades A DARK Winged Warrior with winged and crowned helmet: mounted on a light brown horse. Equipment as the Knight of Wands. The winged head of a stag or antelope as a crest, Beneath the horse‘s feet is fertile land with ripened corn. In one hand he bears a sceptre surmounted by a hexagram: in the other a Pentacle like that of the Zelator Adeptus Minor. Unless very well dignified he is heavy, dull, and material Laborio…
1912 · PDF PAGE 228
…omises unfulfilled; illusion, deception, error; slight success at outset, not retained). Herein the Angels?לאהלמand?היוההrule. XXXIII THE LORD OF SWIFTNESS Ezlght af Μάνα!; or T0761665 FOUR White Radiating Angelic Hands (two proceedingfrom each side) issuant from clouds; clasped in two pairs in the centre with the grip of the First Order. They hold eight wands, crossed four with four. Flames issue from the point of junction. Surmounting the small wands with flames issuing down them, and placed in the centre at the top and bottom of the card respe…
1913 · PDF PAGE 146
…ous night am I! With song, with jewel, with perfume, Wake all my rose’s blush and bloom | Drink to me! Love me! I love thee, My love, my lord—to me! to me! There is no harshness in the breath Of this—is life surpassed, and death ? There is the Snake that gives delight And Knowledge, stirs the heart aright With drunkenness. Strange drugs are thine, Hadit, and draughts of wizard wine! These do no hurt. Thine hermits dwell Not in the cold secretive cell, But under purple canopies With mighty-breasted mistresses Magnificent as lionesses— Tender and…
1913 · PDF PAGE 146
…ous night am I! With song, with jewel, with perfume, Wake all my rose’s blush and bloom | Drink to me! Love me! I love thee, My love, my lord—to me! to me! There is no harshness in the breath Of this—is life surpassed, and death ? There is the Snake that gives delight And Knowledge, stirs the heart aright With drunkenness. Strange drugs are thine, Hadit, and draughts of wizard wine! These do no hurt. Thine hermits dwell Not in the cold secretive cell, But under purple canopies With mighty-breasted mistresses Magnificent as lionesses— Tender and…
1914 · PDF PAGE 14
…Of language,it is broken up. God knows How, when He spake the Word, the Absolute Burst—hence Chicago. Would He had been mute! No, by the Lord! This hate is a pure joy Like everything that’s pure . . . (the great sow snores/) That's the catastrophe that breaks the boy! n in sleep this hoariest of whores Maintains her reputation. Keep away ‘The breath of scandal from Chicago May! xiv T nicknamed you Chicago May because ‘Your husband was a broker in the “Pi And mother called you Mary; but the clause Holds yet another attribution. It Was a thief, p…
1919 · PDF PAGE 203
…ning hell. Unyoked the horses from the car Wherein I waged celestial war: Mine angel sheathes again his sword At the Interdiction of the Lord. Even hell is shut, lest spite and strife Should show my soul a way to life. Hope dies; faith flickers and is gone. Love weeps, then turns its soul to stone. All nearest, highest, holiest things Drop off; the soul must lose her wings, And, crippled, find, with no one clue The infinite maze to travel through, The goal unguessed, the path untrod, And stand unhelmed, unarmed, unshod, Naked before the Unknown…
1901 · PDF PAGE 28
… CORA, recovering. You fool! You beast! I hate you for your stupid self! I am defiled! Go! Touch me not! Speak not! I am accursed of the Lord my God. [Shrieks. ULRIC. Darling! my darling! How have I done this? CORA. Fool! It is madness! Yes, and punishment. O God, that all my love should come to this! You, you are mad! _ I speak of love, and you, You—you are acting! I was taken in! Let’s laugh about it! [Zrzes to laugh, sinks back. It was not well done. [ULRIC zs selent, and, puzzled, waits for her to £0 ON. Surely you knew that it was Madeline…
1905 · PDF PAGE 12
… evil ; with His rod He smiteth fair and foul, and with His sword Divideth tiniest atoms of intangible time, That men may know he is the Lord. Then, with that sharp division, Did He divide our wit sublime ? Our knowledge bring to nought ? We had no need of thought. We brought His malice in derision.