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Page 38 of 1121930 · PDF PAGE 25
…ials ; and it is possible, with great expérience, to deduce facts about material things from the astral aspect which they présent to the eyes of the Body of Light.1 This astral plane is so varied and so changeable that several clairvoyants looking at the same thing might give totally different accounts of what they saw; yet they might each make correct déductions. In looking at a man the first clairvoyant might say : “The lines of force are ail drooping”; the second : “It seems ail dirtv and spotty”; a third; “The Aura looks very ragged.” Yet a…
1899 · PDF PAGE 148
…on round me as a vine. So clinging fibres of desire control My perfect body, and my perfect soul Shot flakes of light toward him, and my eyes, Seeking his face, were made divinely wise. So, solemn, silent, ’mid a merry folk - I bound him by my forehead’s silver yoke, And grew immense about him and within, And so possessed him wholly, without sin. For I had crossed the barrier and knew There was no sin. His lips reluctant grew Ardent at last as recognizing me, And love’s wild tempest sweeps upon his sea. . And I, I knew not anything, but know We…
1901 · PDF PAGE 87
THE COURSE OF TRUE LOVE CRIMSON cheeks of love’s fierce fever! O amber skin, electric to the kiss! O eyes of sin! O bosom of my bliss! Sorrow, the web, is spun of Love the weaver. Twelve moons have circled in their seasons ; The earth has swept, exultant, round the sun; Our love has slept, and, sleeping, made us one. The thirteenth moon, be sure, the time of treasons ! Another spirit waves its pinions. Love vanishes : we hate each other's sight. In sullen seas sinks our sun-flaming light, Darkness is master of the dream-dominions. Lo! in thy wo…
1910 · PDF PAGE 139
…; the slaves await the master’s word ; My huqqa2 smoke to heaven curls, laden with maddening cannabis.3 I feel upon my jasmine-jar these eyes ; this brain its beauty knows, Its perfume roused to ecstasy by cunning strain of ambergris.4 Above, Habib my lover hangs ; his podex is the jasmine-jar ; His lips are softly closed on mine, one long unfa- thomable kiss. All, all is rapture ; who would shift one inch all mystery to disclose ? A fool is he who queries Quid ? till baffled by the question Quis ?5
1913 · PDF PAGE 169
…ger by the cottage - door When twilight sings of sorrow ; I Ait around the gorse - strewn moor , And all the gold I borrow . But in mine eyes my doom is set , Yea ! in their golden - glooming fret Is woven the divine regret , And ah ! my birth - time is not yet . 150
1907 · PDF PAGE 109
…t And frowned upon the West. Then the man sighed, as if to say : The glow of life is gone away. At this the rusty and wroth released His eyes against the East. Then the man touched his navel, as He felt his life thence pass. Also he smote his spine; the base Of life burnt up apace. Then rose the many-coloured sage ; He was right sad with age. With him arose the ruddy and fair ; He was right debonair, They twain to upper air and lower Advanced the eyes of power. Ay! but above the dead man’s head A lotus-flower was spread. Thence dripped the Amri…
1898 · PDF PAGE 72
…ise To greet her beauty lover-wise. The silver west fades fast, the skies | Are blue and silver overhead ; She stands upon the snow, her eyes Fixed fast upon the fountain-head Whence from Eternity is drawn The awful glory of the dawn! ELEAZAR. Let every man depart unto his house. CHORUS. He hath made His face as a fire; His wrath as a sword; He hath smitten our soul’s desire; He is the Lord.
1899 · PDF PAGE 24
…sh, and leave no trace ; With impious rage he mocks the bounds Of earth, albeit so wholly base ; His ears are dead to subtle sounds, His eyes are blind, for Zeus confounds His vain irreverence, and astounds High Heaven with wrathful face.
1912 · PDF PAGE 63
45 ACT III SCENE I. The Rialto. Three Jew merchants, meeting. SHACKABACK. OW we shall know the truth, Heres Issachar. ISRAEL. His eyes Half starting from his head with horror and surprise. ISSACHAR. I tell you, it is fierce. Theres nothing to be done. Theres hundred lies about ; I dont trust anyone. Some say the Doge is dead ; some say its the Princess ; I cant see anyone ; theres hundred lies, no less. Look, heres the nice young Count Alonzo. SHACKABACK. Good, my sons. I will ask him myself : I lent him money once. Enter ALONZO. Good-d…
1912 · PDF PAGE 21
… “ If I live, my son, to reap the fruits of this day‘s labour, my happiness will be complete. I will meet death without terror, close my eyes in peace, and expire without a groan, in the arms of a virtuous and worthy l .” XV
1912 · PDF PAGE 21
… “ If I live, my son, to reap the fruits of this day‘s labour, my happiness will be complete. I will meet death without terror, close my eyes in peace, and expire without a groan, in the arms of a virtuous and worthy l .” XV
1898 · PDF PAGE 54
…ite Striving the secrets of the stars to tell, And every blade of grass that makes the dell Is counted and divined by me, who stare With eyes half blinded by the fires of Hell That my wild brain imagines everywhere, Roaring and raging round with red infernal glare. The yellow sand toward the deep sky extends : A dusky mirage would confuse my view ; 44
1901 · PDF PAGE 43
… puts her hand to her throat as tf choking. She bites her lip and sits easily back, look- ing straight before her with uncomprehena- ing eyes. CURTAIN.
1902 · PDF PAGE 50
…m ! How its fortress wakes, and leaps, And sleeps ! None but the dead can sleep the sleep of love ! Come, love, caress me with endearing eyes ! Light the long rapture that nor fades nor flies ! Love laughs and lingers, frenzies, stabs, and sighs. And dies ! None but the dead can know the worth of love ! [ Tannhduser sleeps. Venus. Sleep on, poor fool, and in thy sleep forlorn Defy the very beauty that thou seekest ! Now is the solemn portal of the dusk Lifted ; and in the gleaming silver-gray, 48
1910 · PDF PAGE 137
…reast But wakes no joy therein, And all his kisses sharp and keen Bring only now desire of rest, Not their old rapture : the warm violet eyes Melt into sweet hot tears ; subtler the sighs Are interfused of death ; The brave bright looks grow duller, And fear is mingled with loves ecstasies Again, and all her breath Fails, and the shape and colour Fade, fail, are lost in the sepulchral seas.
1930 · PDF PAGE 48
…the Master Therion is no more than a fellow man in another valley, and that he must explore and exploit his own inheritance with his own eyes and hands. The Magician must not accept the Master Therion’s account of the Astral Plane, His Qabalistic discoveries, His instructions in Magick. They may be correct in the main for most men; yet they cannot be wholly true for any save Him, even as no two artists can make identical pictures of the same subject. More, even in fundamentals, though these things be Truth for ail Mankind, as we carelessly say,…
1898 · PDF PAGE 20
…le flower ; And we indeed were born of drudging wives, Pale spouses whom his heart despised, but thou Wast of a fairer face and brighter eyes,
1905 · PDF PAGE 156
…y of this wandering. Had he been able to have counted Love Or Power, or Knowledge as the sole strong thing Fit to suffice his quest, his eyes had gleamed With the success already grasped. The sting Of all he suffered, was that he esteemed His quest partook of all and yet of none. So as he rode the woodlands out there beamed The dull large spectre of a grim flat sun, Red and obscure upon the leaden haze That lapped and wrapped and rode the horizon. The Earl rode steadily on. A crest caught rays Of that abominable sunset, sharp With needles of yo…
1910 · PDF PAGE 399
SIR PALAMEDES, THE SARACEN KNIGHT And smote his bosom murderous. His nails like eagles’ claws were grown ; His eyes were wild and dull; but thus Sir Lancelot spake: “Thy deeds atone By knightly devoir!” He returned That “While the land was overgrown With giant, fiend, and ogre burned My sword ; but now the Paynim bars Are broke, and men to virtue turned : Therefore I sit upon the scars Amid my beard, even as the sun Sits in the company of the stars!” Then Lancelot bade this deed be done, The achievement of the Questing Beast. Which when he spok…
1910 · PDF PAGE 399
SIR PALAMEDES, THE SARACEN KNIGHT And smote his bosom murderous. His nails like eagles’ claws were grown ; His eyes were wild and dull; but thus Sir Lancelot spake: “Thy deeds atone By knightly devoir!” He returned That “While the land was overgrown With giant, fiend, and ogre burned My sword ; but now the Paynim bars Are broke, and men to virtue turned : Therefore I sit upon the scars Amid my beard, even as the sun Sits in the company of the stars!” Then Lancelot bade this deed be done, The achievement of the Questing Beast. Which when he spok…