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…they gloat, The fiends, upon her lips and throat! They touch her heart, they speer her eyes, They linger on the lovely prize! O dead she thought them! It is written: ‘‘ Eve’s heel is by the serpent bitten, His head she bruises.” No indeed! Not woman, but the woman’s seed! Hark! in the cloak of “ Love of Truth” They whisper “ Memory of Youth”; And, mindful of the deadliest sin, Hint: ‘“ Sinful woman, look within!” CORA. Ah me! if she could look within a glass With spells and pantacles well fortified!
1903 · PDF PAGE 48
…er lose If through the quartz he gets to gold? Yes: Nina was a thing of nought, A little laughing lewd gamine, Idle and vicious, void of thought, Easy, impertinent, unclean— Utterly charming! Yes, my queen! She had a generous baby soul, Prattled of love. Should I control, Repress perhaps the best instinct The child had ever had? I winked At foolish neighbours, did not shirk. Such café Turc I made her drink As she had never had before; Set her where you are sitting ; chatted ; 46
1905 · PDF PAGE 10
5 Caught in the glamour of the sun, Thought all the woe well won. How hours were days, and all the misery Abode, all mine : O thou ! didst thou regret ? Wast thou asleep as I ? Didst thou not love me yet ? For, know ! the moon is not the moon until She hath the knowledge to fulfil Her music, till she know herself the moon. So thou, so I ! The stone unhewn, Foursquare, the sphere, of human hands immune, Was not yet chosen for the corner-piece And key-stone of the Royal Arch of Sex ; Unsolved the ultimate x ; The virginal breeding breeze Was …
1907 · PDF PAGE 12
No ! not in Fancys palace will I play, Nor in imaginations deep will dip The timid foot ; but rather will I strip Each rag of thought, and leap Into the sunset deep Still glowing with the glamour Of your lifes blood, and ashen gold With floating gossamer your hair, that might enfold A giant god, and strangle him anon With starry serpents like Laocoon, A stoic god that might enamour And draw him with its tendrils into time. VII Y mouth was wet with the delicious crime Of kissing you, one night, when in a vision Your hair was like a forest of …
1913 · PDF PAGE 202
…eally feel afraid To think she 'd watched them as they played . “ I had a young man once . When he ( Said Mary ) came a- courting me , I thought I knew what folk were after With all their tears and looks and laughter . 183
1954 · PDF PAGE 80
… no less high-handed a procedure . And then folk wonder how it is that there should be error and misunderstanding in the transmission of thought from one person to another! Rather regard it as a miraculous intervention of Providence when even one of even the simplest ideas "gets across." Now then, this being so, it is evidently good sense to construct one's own alphabet , with one's own very precise definitions, in order to handle an abstruse and technical subject like Magick. The "ordinary" words such as God, self, soul, spirit and the rest ha…
1905 · PDF PAGE 161
…s I spoke? A smile, a tear? that trembling, in their deep Violet passion, of the beautiful Eyes that they half discover? me. I have long thought a secret was your spouse, Shared your deep fancies and your lightest word, Partook your maiden bed, and gave you dreams Somewhat too troublous to be virginal. Speak to MADELINE. My dear kind Cora, do they lie to you, These fancies of my idle hours? Lelieve, I seem to tremble at my inward thought ; My heart is full of wonder. When I go Nightward beneath the moon, and take my thoughts Past her pale beaut…
1904 · PDF PAGE 80
…n and sundry To win the championship fur heggs ; An’ this a stake 0’ twenty pound To any heater ’ere around.’ “Now, mister, we ’ad never thought To ’ave a heater sich as’e, An’ yet opined as summun ought To take the challenge, fair an’ free ; Fur Jim ’e seemed to us to boast, The which our villidge hates the most. “Well, arter ’arf-a-’our ’ad gone, Why, sudden-like there up an’ spoke: ‘T’ll challenge this ’ere champion !’ An’ this was this ’ere Billy Stoke. So ups we gets upon our legs, An’ tells the girl to fetch the heggs. ‘Says Jim, ‘Bring m…
1907 · PDF PAGE 21
Above soul, spirit, heart, thought, being, mind, Allbut most irrevocably entwined And irrevocably alone. XVI HERE was a boy with O ! the face of dawn, The mother-of-pearl that shimmered on his skin, The breasts like golden roses circling red, The limbs like limbs of a young fawn For lithenessO ! for innocence of sin His eyes burned wondrous bright, his sun-crowned head Danced with its sweet and sacred hopes, So that he paced the enamelled slopes Laughing upon the laughing lake below, Expectant of some strange experience Worth all the woes of …
1910 · PDF PAGE 53
THE GARDEN OF JANUS 43 XXVII This thought I bred within my bowels, I am. I am in him, as he in me ; And like a satyr ravishing a lamb So either seems, or as the sea Swallows the whale that swallows it, the ram Beats its own head Upon the city walls, that fall as it falls dead. XXVIII Come, let me back unto the lilied lawn ! Pile me the roses and the thorns Upon this bed from which he hath withdrawn ! He may return. A million morns May follow that first dire dæmonic dawn When he did split My spirit with his lightnings and enveloped it ! XXIX So …
1928 · PDF PAGE 133
…him. How long it is since she disappeared. She is beautiful, and more than beautiful. She is surprising. In her black abounds, and every thought that she inspires is of night and the abyss. Her eyes are two caverns where mystery sparkles vaguely, and her glance kin- dles like lightning. It is an explosion in the depths of shadow. I would compare her to a black sun; if one could imagine a black star that shed light and happiness; but she makes one think more readily of the moon, which doubtless has marked her with its fearful influence. Not the …
1902 · PDF PAGE 111
…nfound another ; No man behold his brother ; No creature in it or upon, the same ! Her members, let them differ ; be no soul Equal ! Let thought, let reasonable things, Bow to thy wings. Thy manifest control, Vexation ! weeding out of one another. Their dwelling-places, let them lose their name ! 109
1910 · PDF PAGE 49
… His anger shook His dumbness pregnant with a curse. I made me ink, and in a little book I wrote one word That God himself, the adder of Thought, had never heard. XV It detonated. Nature, God, mankind Like sulphur, nitre, charcoal, once Blended, in one annihilation blind Were rent into a myriad of suns. Yea ! all the mighty fabric of a Mind Stood in the abyss, Belching a Law for That more awful than for This. XVI Vain was the toil. So then I left the wood And came unto the still black sea, That oily monster of beatitude ! (Hath Thee for Me, and…
1913 · PDF PAGE 229
…the distances , Which keeps you standing rapt and motionless In that near present of the far away , Is full of memories and interplay Of thoughts of many days of happiness When you were swift to dance and bright of tress , That now are heavy - limbed and old and grey . near you staring at Perhaps it is the chatting of the birds In the new sun that brings to you again The thought that on a day just such as this You should have seen him come , have heard his words , Have felt - No . Only guessing at your pain I watch you gaze upon your memories .…
1904 · PDF PAGE 100
…t for the most essential and continuous acts of life? Why should an infinite Ego fill a non-e xistent body with imaginary food cooked in thought only over an illusionary fire by a cook who is not there ? Why should infinite power use such finite means, and very often fail even then?” What is the sum total of the Vedantist position ? “ ‘I’ am an illusion, externally. In reality , the true ‘I’ am the Infinite, and if the illusionary ‘I’ could only realise Who ‘I’ really am, how very happy we should all be !” And here we have Karma, rebirth, all t…
1905 · PDF PAGE 110
…reamy dread. O wingéd passion ! traveller Too near to God to see! O lyrical unraveller Of knotted life to me! O song! O shining river Of thought and sound! O giver Of goodly words of glee! Like to a star that singeth, A flower that incense bringeth, A love-song of the free ! Oh! let me sing thy glories While spring winds whisper stories Of winter past, whose shore is Beyond a shoreless sea. Sing on, thou lyric lover ! Sing on, and thrill me Jong With such delights as cover The days and deeds of wrong! Live lyre of songs immortal That pierce Hea…
1929 · PDF PAGE 140
…; in particular, time and space are abolished. This, however, occurs with almost equal completeness in certain states of normal abstract thought. {242} The attainment of this trance is likely to upset the whole moral balance of the student. He often attributes and exaggerated importance to the imperfect ideas which represent his memory of what happened. He cannot possibly remember the thing itself, because his mind lacks the machinery of translating it into normal thought. These ideas are naturally his pet delusions. They seem to him to have be…
1929 · PDF PAGE 193
…he fact that their minds are no use for anything at all any more. They become incapable of mental concentration, or a connected train of thought; only too often the obsessing spirit gains power to take hold of them at will, and utters by their mouths foulness and imbecility when the whim takes him. True souls would never seek so ignoble a means of manifesting in earth-life; their ways are holy, and in accord with Nature. While the true soul reincarnates as a renunciation, a sacrifice of its divine life and ecstasy for the sake of redeeming thos…
1905 · PDF PAGE 59
…d this carcase most superb outspread As spreads a flower, itself, whose taint Stank so supremely strong, that on the grass your head You thought to lay, in sudden faint. The flies swarmed numberless on this putrescent belly, Whence issued a battalion Of larvæ, black, that flowed, a sluggish liquid jelly, Along this living carrion. All this was falling, rising as the eager seas, Or heaving with strange crepitation— Was’t that the corpse, swollen out with a lascivious breeze, Was yet alive by copulation ?
1905 · PDF PAGE 151
…er kiss awoke in me This knowledge, this supreme content, Annihilation of the event, The vast eternal element Of utter being, bliss, and thought, In dissolution direly wrought Of sense, identity’s eclipse, The shadow of a lover’s lips. The awful steel of Death divides The alternation of the tides Of consciousness, and binds in bliss The dead man to the girl’s live kiss, 152