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Page 34 of 1051954 · PDF PAGE 280
…n of woman is most full of trouble; God, a gorged fool that belches him, a bubble! But of all plagues wherewith a man is cursed, Take my word for it, woman is the worst! (The World's Tragedy) Cara Soror, Do what thou wilt shall be the whole of the Law. The eternal antagonism between the sexes is mere illusion. As well suppose the male the enemy of the female screw. Understand the spiritual reality of each, grasp their magical formulae; the sublime necessity of the apparent opposition will be apparent. The ultimate of Woman is Nuit; that of Man,…
1898 · PDF PAGE 32
28 JEPHTHAH. For the ways of the anger of lords Are bloody with widowing swords, And the roar of contention of chords Rolls back from the heart of the war. | But Victory lights on the banner Of Israel like to a bird; It flaps in the air, and Hosanna! Flings up to the sky for a word! Long streams of light horsemen are flashing Through fields where the tempest was lashing, Through the pools of the battle-blood splashing, Long swords to the rout of the herd. For fighters slip down on the dying, And flying folk stumble on dead, And the sound of the…
1903 · PDF PAGE 14
…s name and all references sufficiently precise to give pain to any person still living. His handwriting was abomin- ably difficult, some words quite indecipherable. I have spent long and laborious hours in conjecture, and have, I hope, restored his meaning in almost every case. But in the sonnets of the 12th, 18th, 23rd, 24th, 29th, 35th, 41st, 43rd and 48th days, also in “ At Last,” “ Love and Fear,” and “ Lethe,” one or more whole lines have been almost im- possible to read. The literary student will be able readily to detect my patchwork eme…
1909 · PDF PAGE 34
…ne can he fall from it. 48. Now this mystery of the letters is done, and I want to go on to the holier place. 49. I am a secret fourfold word, the blas- phemy against all gods of men. 50. Curse them! Curse them! Curse them! 51. With my Hawk’s head I peek at the eyes of Jesus as he hangs upon the cross. 52. I flap my wings in the face of Mohammed and blind him. 53. With my claws I tear out the flesh of the Indian and the Buddhist, Mongol and Din. 54. Bahlasti! Ompehda! I spit on your crapulous creeds. 55. Let Mary inviolate be torn upon Wheels: fo…
1944 · PDF PAGE 61
…futation of the Phallic school of Archaeology, would have us suppose. The other form of Thoth represents him primarily as Wisdom and the Word. He bears in his right hand the Style, in his left the Papyrus. He is the messenger of the gods; he trans‐ mits their will by hieroglyphs intelligible to the initiate, and records their acts; but it was seen from very early times that the use of speech, or writing, meant the introduction of ambiguity at the best, and falsehood at the worst; they therefore represented Thoth as followed by an ape, the cynoc…
1899 · PDF PAGE 32
…d and rejected and lost to sight; But we desire him, a holy bird, And we turn eyes to the hollow hills ; For God is strong, and His iron word Mocks at the gods of the woods and rills. For .our God is as a fire That consumeth every one That is underneath the sun, And our uttermost desire Must abase, with rent attire, Souls and bodies to His throne, Where above the starry choir Stands the jasper, where alone Palest seraphim respire
1902 · PDF PAGE 129
…rk problems that disturb your soul. Mine is the simple nature. Look at me ! TannhAuser. Lady pure, miracle of true love, 1 have a bitter word and harsh to say. This is my curse —no sooner do I speak, Or formulate my mind in iron words. That my mind grows, o'erleaps the limit set, And I perceive the truth that lies beyond— One further step into a new-fallen night. Hear then — I hate to hurt your perfect soul ; 127
1910 · PDF PAGE 14
…loom ; As, in our life, confronting the black forms Colossal ghosts, like storms ! I did abide in the most holy hall And let the dread word fall, Nor bade the red axe falter There as I bowed mine head Upon the amber altar, And shed my life out there before ye all, Careless if I had summoned from the skies Some young true God, or spoiled the sacrifice, And were but dead as any man is dead ! So I have given up my inmost life Even unto you, sweet wife, Carelessyet conscious of the babe-stirred womb Of some dread Mother older than the Tomb, Wise…
1910 · PDF PAGE 21
ROSA COELI 11 I mock with the weak word of wife, I was sucked down into the crater rim, Into the crimson damask dim Candescent cave of night O then I mock myself with words ! They are like cardinal-coloured birds And honey-coloured doves : Yet one thing mortal serves to name another As mortal as itself. Why must our deathless loves Be stained by the black-hearted mother That called things by dead names ? The sunny elf Language shall play with the ethereal flames But never dare approach The central and volcanic fire, The inmost Force, nor, like…
1926 · PDF PAGE 33
…ne can he fall from it. 48. Now this mystery of the letters is done, and I want to go on to the holier place. 49. I am a secret fourfold word, the blas- phemy against all gods of men. 50. Curse them! Curse them! Curse them! 51. With my Hawk’s head I peek at the eyes of Jesus as he hangs upon the cross. 52. I flap my wings in the face of Mohammed and blind him. 53. With my claws I tear out the flesh of the Indian and the Buddhist, Mongol and Din. 54. Bahlasti! Ompehda! I spit on your crapulous creeds. 55. Let Mary inviolate be torn upon Wheels: fo…
1903 · PDF PAGE 27
…nd mind! The Casy accents ffir at Café The fen&d air: “OF, Wherefore, ford, Be Gp foul fad? This Weary fale Strikes & mp feart a fonelp (Word!” Ay Grief Words feammemd forth Sf [poke Moy feat; and tHe long (poll Broke. And noWw tHe gilwd fin of fer Zeapt and Was Cambent iy a (miles “© Bike me But Cate fo mmifter EGHis Kingdom for a Little White! Ele Binepard (hal & Hine. © Ring, This trouble is a Little Hing!” S gate & fer He fignet’s gold Earkd in He feact characery, fol foWers of Writing Bend and ford She fear of Sofmoy, the ex Aphene four ra…
1903 · PDF PAGE 16
…. Do all? Maurya. Do all. Crrospa. Ah then! No, no, it is not yet enough. Not definite yet. Stop! fool, shall I hint and ruin all with a word? Backwards or forwards, the blow goes home either way. [Looks at her with keen fierce eyes.] Ah ! Maurya. [4 little frightened.| Come, O my brother ! It is time to go. | Criospa. No! leave me. It is but an hour. [Maurya smiles ; leaves her hand a little in his, and so passes out slowly through the open door with her eyes fixed in love and trust on
1909 · PDF PAGE 31
…Hoor-Khuit! 39. All this and a book to say how thou didst come hither and a reproduction of this ink and paper for ever—for in it is the word secret and not only in the English—and thy comment upon this the Book of the Law shall be printed beautifully in red ink and black upon beautiful paper made by hand; and to each man and woman that thou meetest, were it but to dine or to drink at them, it is the Law to give. Then they shall chance to abide in this bliss or no; it is no odds. Do this quickly! 40. But the work of the comment? That is easy; a…
1914 · PDF PAGE 5
…eed — And yet you think men love you. Love, indeed1 Lie still, lie still, and let my heart run on From hate to—love. I name the one pure word ‘That she blasphemes ; her life's Satyricon Would taint all speech! Yet “love,” obscenely purred From whiskered lips, stillsends my spi To God from all this miry martyrdom. ‘There is a woman, true, fair, wise, and young, Her soul one flame for art and song, her soul Pure as the trilling musick of her tongue, Her heart one flame—for me. The single goal Of this great purgatory of mine is she. God grant her …
1919 · PDF PAGE 9
…rticale.’ The satyr, a portrait of Frater D. D. S., one of the Teachers of The Master Therion, represents the Soul of the New Aon, whose Word is Do what thou wilt; for the satyr is the True Nature of every man and every woman; and every man and every woman is a star. ‘The Shepherd and the Nymph in the background represent the spon- taneous outburst of the music of sound and motion caused by the release of the Children of the New Zon from the curse of the dogma of Original Sin, and other priestly bogies. Love is the law, love under will.
1898 · PDF PAGE 136
…ughter ! Vain, ah, vain ! Th’ extreme of pleasure and the worst of pain, I have tasted all. No more, all hope must end— Hope ! Damn that word ! It mocks me like that friend
1899 · PDF PAGE 11
… linger as your will By moon-wrought glades, and softly murmuring seas, Lands white with summer, and the quiet leas ! Linger, and let no word of music thrill Your hearts ; young love is all the harp ye need : Your kiss in very deed Is keen to echo song well tuned from Milton’s reed. O lovers, and ye happy groves that hear Their whispers, and ye vales that know their feet, And all ye mountains that incline your ear To the still murmur of the love-lorn sphere, And all ye caves their murmurs who repeat ; Your music throbs in unison with mine ; The…
1899 · PDF PAGE 50
28 JEPHTHAH. For the ways of the anger of lords Are bloody with widowing swords, And the roar of contention of chords Rolls back from the heart of the war. | But Victory lights on the banner Of Israel like to a bird; It flaps in the air, and Hosanna! Flings up to the sky for a word! Long streams of light horsemen are flashing Through fields where the tempest was lashing, Through the pools of the battle-blood splashing, Long swords to the rout of the herd. For fighters slip down on the dying, And flying folk stumble on dead, And the sound of the…
1901 · PDF PAGE 16
…iful Eyes that they half discover? Speak to 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. MADELINE. My dear kind Cora, do they lie to you, These fancies of my idle hours? Believe, 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
1919 · PDF PAGE 204
…n by some strange hand, Drawn inward in some sense unkenned Beyond all to an appointed end, No end foreseen or hoped, drawn still Beyond word or will Into Itself, drawn subtly, deep Through the dreamless deaths whose shadow is sleep, Drawn, as dawn shows, to the inmost divine, To the temple, the nave, the choir, the shrine, To the altar where in the most holy cup The wine of its blood may be offered up. Nor is it given to any son of man To hymn that Sacrament, the One in Seven, Where God and priest and worshipper, Deacon, asperger, thurifer, ch…