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…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 are still silent, and united so, And all our being spells one vast To Be, A passion like the passion of the sea.
…ly my fodder ; My mind is busy as a bloomin’ spider or a bloomin’ ant, But I don’t despise the necessary plodder. I’m assured by all who know me I’m a most transcendent genius ; I’m as clever as a Cayley or a Newton ; I breast the tape with Kelvin, and with Ramsay, and Arrhenius, But I copy the stolidity that’s Teuton. I envy not the lightning of the insight of an Oscar Wilde ; My mental motto is Festina lente; I might have made the eminent composerman of “ Tosca ” wild, I admit that I have certainly made plenty. But I find that in a Tripos (ti…
…sudden wisdom, stinging as a knife Swift struck sets all the blood a-tingle. Woe! What wakes within? What holiest intimation Of intimate knowledge of the lords of nature? She sees her fate smile out on her, doth know Her weird of womanhood, her noble station Among the stars and ages; and her stature Soars o'er the system; so the scarred misfeature Of death avails her for the isolation Of high things ever holy; this the throe Of swiftly-comprehended motherhood Once taught her. Now the whisper of the child Bids her be great, who was supremely goo…
LIBER ALEPH VEL CXI 18 % De Somno Lucido (Of the Sleep of Light) OW know this also that at the End of that secret Way lieth a Garden wherein is a Rest House prepared for thee. For to him whose physical Needs of whatever Kind are not truly satisfied cometh a Lunar or physical Sleep appointed to refresh and recreate by Cleansing and Repose; but on him that is bodily pure the Lord bestoweth a Solar or Lucid Sleep, wherein move Images of pure Light fashioned by the True Will. And this is called by the Qabalists the Sleep of Shiloam, and of this doe…
…iron shade, And stir the chill canal with manifold Lays of clear morning ; never grow afraid When he dips down beyond the far flat land, Know never more the day and night apart, . Know not where frost has laid his iron hand, Save only that it fastens on my heart ; Save only that it grips with icy fire These veins no fire of hell could satiate; Save only that it quenches this desire. Let me pass out beyond the city gate.’ © We should like to give other examples, but we can only name some of those pieces that seem to us the most remarkable. Such …
… these things. These twoconsciousnesses being simultaneous. This seems absurdand inexplicable, it is noted in Buddhist Psychology, yet J know it. September gth. 9.50-10.20 Pranayama. Ten minutes 5. 10. 20; 4 minutes 10. 25. 30; am. am. 6 minutes 10. 25. 30. Looking at the light at the top of my head. It was of a misty blue colour, its shape was that of an ordinary cone of flame, long and homogeneous. At intervals it dropped and opened out like a flower, its texture was that of fine hair, Méitrananda told me that this result was very good, and t…
… these things. These twoconsciousnesses being simultaneous. This seems absurdand inexplicable, it is noted in Buddhist Psychology, yet J know it. September gth. 9.50-10.20 Pranayama. Ten minutes 5. 10. 20; 4 minutes 10. 25. 30; am. am. 6 minutes 10. 25. 30. Looking at the light at the top of my head. It was of a misty blue colour, its shape was that of an ordinary cone of flame, long and homogeneous. At intervals it dropped and opened out like a flower, its texture was that of fine hair, Méitrananda told me that this result was very good, and t…
… so? He told you other thing. CHORUS. Nay, lord, no saying that we understood. JEPHTHAH. Speak thou its purport ; I may understand. For, know you, in the desert where I dwelt I had strange store of books obscure ; books written Not openly for fools, but inwardly Toward the heart of wise men. And myself Studied no little while upon these things, And, seeking ever solitude, I went Nightly upon a rock that stood alone Threatening the sandy wilderness, and prayed. Where many visions came before mine eyes So strange—these eyes have started from my h…
…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 are still silent, and united so, And all our being spells one vast To Be, A passion like the passion of the sea.
…s I passed, to lay some money on one of the boards, hoping that he would divine my inten- tion, when a great eddy of people, caused by I know not what disturbance, bore me far away from him. And, on my homeward round, obsessed by this sight, I sought to analyse my sudden sad- ness; and I said to myself: I have just seen the image of the old man of letters who has survived the generation which he so brilliantly amused; of the old poet, without friends, with- out family, without children, degraded by his misery and by public ingratitude, into who…
…rs if we are to establish the major premiss of Religion: that there exists a Conscious Intelligence independent of brain and nerve as we know them. If it hâve also Power, so mueh the better. But we already know of inorganic forces; we hâve no evidence of inorganic conscious Mind. How can the Astral Plane help us here? It is not enough to prove, as we easily do, the correspondences between Invocation and Apparition \ We must exclude coincidence 1 2, telepathy3, and subconscious knowledge. 4 Our praeter-human Intelligence 1. The Master Therion’s …
…ord, Hard as your virtue is the easy sort, Heavy to handle as your loves are light, Smooth as your lies, and sharper than your hates ! I know you ! Cowards to the very bone ! [^Driving them out. Who fights me, of this sworded company ? Cannot my words have sting in them enough, Now, to make one of you turn suddenly And stab me from behind ? Out, out with you ! Fling-to the doors ! A murrain on the curs ! So, I am master ! The Unknown Minstrel. Well and merrily done ! But look you to the lady ; she has swooned. Tannhauser. Who are you, sir, stoo…
… It shines elsewhere. You from your tiny perch, The corner of the corner of the earth, Itself a speck in solar life ; the sun. For all I know, a speck among the stars, Themselves one corporate molecule of space !— You from your perch judge, label, limit Him ! Not that your corner is not equally R 129
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…
…ay ! though thou wert, as Tam, yearning, I should not tell'thee that I love thee ! 1 ‘The refercuce is to the five acts of the play. i | know what secret thought once blossomed Into a blush that seemed a kiss, Some swift suppressed extreme of bliss 'In thy most fearful sigh embosomed. What oracle should prate of this ? I know the secret thought that blossomed ! Extol the truth of love’s disdain ! Love, daring by no glance to gladden A heart that waits but that to madden In purple pleasure plucked of pain. | Nay! let our tears, that fail to sadd…
…ve’s wild wake! O THE WATERSPOUTS. Whirling over miles of ocean, Lowering o’er the solemn sea, Hears our life the deep commotion That we know—thy witchery. Wheeling, hating, fearing ever As we thunder o’er the deep, Death alone our path can sever, Death our guerdon if we weep. We obey thee, we are with thee! Wilt thou ! never let us sleep? ORPHEUS. © rolled on the river By might of the moon, Ye tremble and quiver, Ye shudder and swoon ! The cities ye shiver : The ships know your tune. Come forth! I invoke ye, O rivers, I have Come forth! I invo…
…ater he finds that he has failed to include certain elements of himself, and he must needs embody these in a new poem or picture. He may know that he can never do more than present a part of the possi ble perfection, and that in imperfect imagery; but at least he may utter his utmost within the limits of the mental and sensory instruments of his similarly inadequate symbol of the Absolute, his vehicle of human incarnation. These suffer from the same defects as the other forms; ulti mately, “Happiness” wearies itself in the effort to invent fr…
…ight. I was on horseback, how I galloped round him in my phrenzy, till he became the prey of a real physical fear ! How I shrieked out I know not what strange words ! And the poor good old man tried all he could to calm me ; he thought I was mad ! The fool ! I was in the death struggle with self : God and Satan fought for my soul those three long hours. God conquered—now I have only one doubt left—which of the twain was God ? Howbeit, I aspire ! I
…straught. For our hope is in His holy Places, and our prayers ascend Fervent, and may sunder slowly The blue darkness at the end. For we know not where to send For a sword to cleanse the land, For a sharp two-edgéd brand, All our homesteads to defend. For amid the desert sand Lives an outcast of our race, Strong, immutable, and grand,
… 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