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Page 36 of 1281899 · PDF PAGE 215
…om their spheres To kiss thee. For the sun would fainer rest In the gold chambers of the glowing west Than answer thy love, thine, whose soul endears All souls but his, whose slow desire fears The fierce embraces of thine olive breast. O Queen, sun-lover, we are wed with thee In changeless love, in passion for a fire . Whose lips bind all men in their bitter spell ; A love whose first caress, hard won, would be The final dissolution of desire, A flame to shrivel us with fire of hell.
1902 · PDF PAGE 115
… I am not so sure My song was not entirely to that end. Wolfram. Yes, poet, true one that you are indeed! You shew us the dilemma of the soul, The Gordian knot Love only hews asunder. Tannhauser. Or—shall I say ?—soothes only, bandages, Not heals the sore of Destiny ? Wolfram. No, certes. But substitutes for one reality Another —and a lovely pleasant one. Tannhauser. Existence is illusion after all ; Man, a bad joke ; and God, mere epigram I If we must come to that. And likewise love, p 11^
1905 · PDF PAGE 166
…ne who saith : “ There is no peace for him who lingereth.” Love is a cinder now that was a coal : Either were vain. The great magician’s soul Is far too weak to risk Elizabeth. All this is past and under me. Above, Around, the magian tree of knowledge waves Its rosy flowers and golden fruit. I know Indeed that he is caught therein who craves ; But I, desiring not, accept the glow And blossom of that Knowledge that is Love. 161
1910 · PDF PAGE 332
…ome, a delicate interlude, To Campo Santo that, this night of June, Heals for awhile the immitigable feud? Adela! Your breath ruffles my soul in the gondola! 314
1910 · PDF PAGE 332
…ome, a delicate interlude, To Campo Santo that, this night of June, Heals for awhile the immitigable feud? Adela! Your breath ruffles my soul in the gondola! 314
1910 · PDF PAGE 37
…of such bliss as we had of one another long ago by yon slow stream on whose banks I have wandered (many a time since) crying like a lost soul concerning you in the words of Milton lamenting his beauteous- buttocked Lycidas “ Oh ! who hath reft my dearest pledge ? ” Alas ! neither Fate nor God could I ac- cuse : the dread hollow voice of my own stricken soul answered me “ Thine own folly, thou miserable of the fortunate of the sons of men ! ” Ah ! but I beat my breast — in vain — in vain ! Ay ! the joy we had of each other under those blue-grey …
1903 · PDF PAGE 63
… moon shone above, Over the houses, and we let Loose rein upon the steeds of love? How kisses fled to kisses, rain Of fiery dew upon the soul Kindled, till ecstasy was pain ; Desire, delight: and swift control Leapt from the lightning, as the cloud Disparted, rended, from us twain, And we were one: the aerial shroud Closed on us, shall not lift again For aught we do: O glamour grown Inseparable and alone! And then we knew as now the tune Our lives were set to, and sang back Across the sky toward the moon Into the cloud’s dissolving wrack, Vanis…
1905 · PDF PAGE 83
ORPHEUS O hours not of day But of zons that roll ! Earth stretches away From pole unto pole; Four seasons decay, Ere one sound of thy soul, O fervent and following years, springs over the solar goal ! Come forth to the sound Of the seven sweet strings! Advance and rebound! Be your pomp as a king’s! Girdled around With seasons and stings As a serpent’s encompassing Time. Come forth! on the heavy grey wings! Ye arbiter lords That sit as for doom, Bright splendour of swords Leaps forth in your gloom ! But stronger my chords Shall lift in your womb…
1910 · PDF PAGE 34
…n the glade, Softly, softly, as he went To the sombre sacrament, Stealthy stepping to the tryst In his gown of amethyst. Earlier yet his soul had come To the Hill of Martyrdom, Where the charred and crooked stake Like a black envenomed snake
1910 · PDF PAGE 236
… thou remember our old ecstasy ? Why do you wish to remind me ? Does thy heart beat still at my name, and glow ? Seest thou my soul in dreams, dear ? No. Ah ! the fair days of joyaunce and of gree When our mouths kissed, ah kissed ! Maybe ! How blue the sky was, as our hope was clear ! Hope has gone down to Hells nadir. So in the foolish alleys they conferred, And only midnight overheard.
1913 · PDF PAGE 179
…ms fling , Where the spray is blown . Sea -nymph have you ceased to be, Forfeited the whole Of that moonlight poetry Cherished by man 's soul . Still we seek the dim ideal As the moth the star , How for women can we feel That our seekings bar ? " Where the water meets the sands , All alone sat she , With her head between her hands , Facing from the sea . 160
1905 · PDF PAGE 199
…arthly horror wove its serpent spell Against the Beauty of the World: I heard Desolate voices cry the doleful word “*Unready !”’ All the soul invisible Of that vast desert echoed, and concurred. The voices died in mystery away. I passed, confounded, lifeless as the clay, Somewhere I knew not. Many a dismal league Of various terror wove me its intrigue, And many a demon daunted: day by day Death dogged despair, and misery fatigue. Behold ! T came with haggard mien again Into the halJ, and mingled with the train, A corpse amid the dancers. Then t…
1907 · PDF PAGE 223
…ter death in the west ; A magical zeon ! Nor love-song nor pzean, But a flame with a silvery crest. There shall rise a sweet song of the soul Far deeper than love or distress ; Beyond mortals and gods shall it roll ; It shall find me, and crave, and caress. Ah! me it shall capture In torrents of rapture ; It shall flood me, and fill, and possess. For brighter from age unto age The weary old world shall renew Its life at the lips of the sage, Its love at the lips of the dew. With kisses and tears The return of the years Is sure as the starlight …
1907 · PDF PAGE 240
…ed in blue boards, linen backs, white aper back-label, ‘‘ Crowley | The | Mother’s Tragedy | and other | Poems,”’ Priced at ss. od. [THE SOUL OF OSIRIS: 1901] The Soul of Osiris | a history | by | Aleister Crowley | London: Kegan Paul, ‘lrench | Triibner and Company, Ltd. | 1901 | Ad/ rights reserved. Collation :—Medium 8vo, pp. ix+129; con- sisting of Half-title; Title as above, on reverse imprint ‘‘ Chiswick Press: Charles Whittingham and Co. | Tooks Court, Chancery Lane, London" ; Contents, pp. v-vi; Prologue, pp. vii-ix; Text, pp. 3-129;' E…
1898 · PDF PAGE 20
…wards still my mind Must track the intangible and blind, And seeking, shall securely find Hidden in secret places Fresh feasts for every soul that strives, New life for many mystic lives, And strange new forms and faces. My mind still searches, and attains By many days and many pains 10
1898 · PDF PAGE 118
…d’s good spirit wist. Yet his wings bare him high, Divine beyond control, And, like for love to die, I felt his arrow fly Within my very soul. Ah Love ! the ambiguous kiss, Not man’s nor woman’s touch, In that ecstatic bliss— Not hell’s heat, as I wis, Had warmed us overmuch.
1899 · PDF PAGE 225
…ng dead: infernal calm, Chill hatred, wrap her in their poisonous cold. She careth not, but doth disdainly hold Three scourges for man’s soul, that know no balm. They know not any cure. The first is Life, A well of poison. Sowing dust and dung Over men’s hearts, the second scourge, above All shameful deeds, is Lying, from whose tongue Drops Envy, wed with Hatred to sow Strife. These twain are bitter; but the last is Love.
1901 · PDF PAGE 40
28 THE SOUL OF OSIRIS. WEDLOCK. A SONNET. SAW the Russian peasants build a ring Of glowing embers of the bubbling pine. In the green heart o’ th’ salamander line They scatter roses. Now the youngsters spring Within, who with hard-shut eyes hope to bring From out the fiery circle one divine Blossom of rose, as from a poisonous mine Gold comes to gird the palace of a king. Envious I sprang—and found the last rose gone. So in the fiery ring of wedlock, blind, Mad, one may leap, no rose perhaps to find (Or, if no rose, good fortune finds no thorn),…
1906 · PDF PAGE 18
…d By death to dissolution vile, Fades as the royal truth is known: Though change and sorrow range and roll, There is no self—there is no soul! XII. As man, a primate risen high Above his fellows, work thou well! As man, an incident minute And dim in time’s eternity, Work well! As man, no toy for hell And heaven to wrangle for, be mute! Let empty speculation stir The idle fool, the craven cur! XIII. Myself being idle for an hour I dare one thing to speculate: Namely, that life hath cusps yet higher On this our curve: a prize, a power Lies in our…
1908 · PDF PAGE 55
…n, the children of the sun, Turn them to sleep ; but I awake For Mary’s sake—for Mary’s sake. And while these eyes outwatch the stars My soul runs through the golden bars. O clusters that with warp and woof Make up Fate’s web, I stand aloof. The child of Mary stands apart Both from the terror and the dart. No fear, no evil can engage The knight of Mary’s pilgrimage. So in this still and solemn hour Of vigil we proclaim Thy power. Thy benediction, like a balm, Unite our ardour with our calm, And ere the black night pale to grey, Discover Thy div…