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1912 · PDF PAGE 21

Mortadello

OR, THE ANGEL OF VENICE 3 ZELINA. Well, what a lucky chance ! ALESSANDRO. I thought you knew my friend. LUCREZIA. Of course. LORENZO. Too cruel ‘twere To forget me ! ZELINA. God send a breath of ocean air ! Lorenzo, how are you ? LORENZO. O sweetest of the sweet ! What raptures I renew ! I kiss your hands and feet ! And you, Lucrezia, deign to throw one scornful glance— ALESSANDRO. Remember your poor swain has been three years in France ! LUCREZIA. [To ALESSANDRO.] Who could be happier than I to put in those These hands ? ZELINA. [To ALESSANDRO…

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1944 · PDF PAGE 252

The Book of Thoth

…deas, the “die‐hard”, ruthlessness, lust of destruction, obedience, faithfulness, authority under au‐ thority. VIII Balance against each thought its exact opposite. For the Marriage of these is the Annihilation of Il­ lusion. Justice, or rather justesse, the act of adjustment, suspension of all action pending deci‐ sion; in material matters, may refer to law suits or prosecutions. Socially, marriage or mar‐ riage agreements; politically, treaties. IX Wander alone; bearing the Light and thy Staff. And be the Light so bright that no man seeth the…

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1919 · PDF PAGE 318

The Equinox (Volume III, Number I)

… discusses. It is a very marked advance upon the absolutely blithering balderdash which characterizes most writing on spiritualism, ‘new thought,’ and the like. Sir William Barrett is critical, without being skeptical in the bad sense of the word, and his judgment is excellent for an amateur. Of course, all psychical re- search without initiation reminds one of art criticism by a blind man or an art critic. Apart from this, however, Sir William Barrett has written a very clever book, and I hope that these few well chosen words of approval may e…

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1899 · PDF PAGE 178

Jephthah and Other Mysteries

… so! Let some high pinnacle my tombstone be, My epitaph the murmur of the sea, The clouds of heaven be fleeces for my pall, My grave one thought within the hearts of ye. Without much strength but ever unafraid I sang to boy and man, to wife and maid ; And my last whisper was, “ Though shadows fall, Love is all triumph with a God to aid!”

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1909 · PDF PAGE 414

The Equinox (Volume I, Number I)

… concerned there is in this volume something more than mere promise; the performance is at times remarkable; there is beauty not only of thought and invention—and the invention is of a positive kind— but also of expression and rhythm, There is a lilt in Mr. Neuburg’s poems; he has the impulse to sing, and makes his readers feel that impulse.” The Morning Post, May 21, 1908. “ There is a certain given power in some of the imaginings concerning death, as ‘The Dream’ and ‘The Recall,’ and any reader with a liking for verse of an unconventional cha…

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1909 · PDF PAGE 414

The Equinox (Volume I, Number II)

… concerned there is in this volume something more than mere promise; the performance is at times remarkable; there is beauty not only of thought and invention—and the invention is of a positive kind— but also of expression and rhythm, There is a lilt in Mr. Neuburg’s poems; he has the impulse to sing, and makes his readers feel that impulse.” The Morning Post, May 21, 1908. “ There is a certain given power in some of the imaginings concerning death, as ‘The Dream’ and ‘The Recall,’ and any reader with a liking for verse of an unconventional cha…

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1913 · PDF PAGE 32

Cambridge Poets 1900–1913

… I died In slavery . But last year he rode away To court , in Paris ; and the self - same day , When noon had mellowed into eventide , A thought leapt in my brain , and I took down A rusty axe and ground it on the wheel , And shaped the edge until the sharpened steel Shone like a minnow . Then I climbed the crown Of that broad slope , where girt with massy oaks His hall looks out upon the timbered lands , And heaving up the weapon in my hands Hewed at a bole . Birds scattered at the strokes . Oh , it was good to feel the singing axe Bite deep a…

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1910 · PDF PAGE 4

Rosa Decidua

… !— Even as lover should call to lover ; There is no quickening, No flood, no fount that flows ; No water wells from the dead spring. My thoughts come singly, dry, contemptuous, Too cold for hate : all I can say is that they come From some dead sphere without me ; Singly they come, beats of a senseless drum Jarred by a fool, harsh, unharmonious. There is no sense within me or about me ; Yet each thought is most surely known For a catastrophe. No climax of a well-wrought tragedy ! Single and sterile. I am here for naught. I have no memory of the…

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1913 · PDF PAGE 117

Book 4 (Part II)

…as done so it will be almost impossible. So says the Dhammapada: Me he abused, and me he beat, he robbed me, he insuhed me: In whom such thoughts find harbourage, hatred will never cease to be. And this hatred is the thought which inhibits the love whose apothe- osis is Samadhi.

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1910 · PDF PAGE 141

The Winged Beetle

… !— Even as lover should call to lover ; There is no quickening, No flood, no fount that flows ; No water wells from the dead spring. My thoughts come singly, dry, contemptuous, Too cold for hate : all I can say is that they come From some dead sphere without me ; Singly they come, beats of a senseless drum Jarred by a fool, harsh, unharmonious. There is no sense within me or about me ; Yet each thought is most surely known For a catastrophe. No climax of a well-wrought tragedy ! Single and sterile. I am here for naught. I have no memory of the…

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1911 · PDF PAGE 262

The Equinox (Volume I, Number V)

…y loftier loveliness, Till thy veil’s glory shrouds the earth from night; And silence speaks indeed, Seeing the subtler speed Of its own thought than speech of the Pandean reed ! [LIBRA returns.

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1911 · PDF PAGE 262

The Equinox (Volume I, Number VI)

…y loftier loveliness, Till thy veil’s glory shrouds the earth from night; And silence speaks indeed, Seeing the subtler speed Of its own thought than speech of the Pandean reed ! [LIBRA returns.

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1914 · PDF PAGE 13

Chicago May

…uty, passion, wit, and art. Yours is a mind that does not hesitate To find a word for such—" degenerate.” Xm It poisons me to think such thoughts: they mar ‘The crystal of my orgasm of hate. How can I fling from facets as they are ‘The unwavering light of it, the focussed fate? If I could only speak my thought, its curse Would char you, blast you from the Universe.

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1907 · PDF PAGE 107

Konx Om Pax

…and kissed it. Like a cat’s tongue that daintily laps, I slipped it in between her paps. At first, of course, the shrieking swerves One’s thought: it irritates the nerves; And out of tone the laughter lies At the poor innocent’s surprise. But soon there triumphs cool and clean The touching pathos of the scene. No word of anger, be assured! A strange soft wonder, long immured Within her, lit her lovely face With something of Our Lady’s grace. “ What did you kill me for, my Lord?” As if my answer must accord

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1910 · PDF PAGE 10

Rosa Decidua

…rruptest of earth’s whores To scrape my sores ! Cry like a dog and run about the city ! There is no word left, now the deed is dead ! No thought of her is in me ; I am a stranger To all that dream of danger And bliss that Rose was. The green shoots

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1911 · PDF PAGE 205

The Equinox (Volume I, Number V)

…f the wheel? HERMANUBIS. Mother of mystery, what is thy position on Olympus ? SPHINX. Upon the rim of the wheel. C.I.C.‘l‘. Feeling, and thought, and ecstasy Are but the cerements of Me. Thrown off like planets from the Sun Ye are but satellites of the One. But should your revolution stop Ye would inevitably drop Headlong within the central Soul, And all the parts become the Whole. Sloth and activity and peace, When will ye learn that ye must cease? TYPHON. How should I cease from lethargy? HERMANUBIS. How should I quench activity? SPHINX. How …

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1911 · PDF PAGE 205

The Equinox (Volume I, Number VI)

…f the wheel? HERMANUBIS. Mother of mystery, what is thy position on Olympus ? SPHINX. Upon the rim of the wheel. C.I.C.‘l‘. Feeling, and thought, and ecstasy Are but the cerements of Me. Thrown off like planets from the Sun Ye are but satellites of the One. But should your revolution stop Ye would inevitably drop Headlong within the central Soul, And all the parts become the Whole. Sloth and activity and peace, When will ye learn that ye must cease? TYPHON. How should I cease from lethargy? HERMANUBIS. How should I quench activity? SPHINX. How …

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1912 · PDF PAGE 232

The Equinox (Volume I, Number VII)

…nd separator of friends, hating to see peace and love between others. Cruel, yet cowardly, thankless and unreliable. Clever and quick in thought and speech. Feelings of pity easily roused, but unenduring. Geburah of( ?וDefeat, loss, malice, spite, slander, evil- speaking). Herein the Angels?לאיבאand?תימעהbear rule. 190

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1912 · PDF PAGE 232

The Equinox (Volume I, Number VIII)

…nd separator of friends, hating to see peace and love between others. Cruel, yet cowardly, thankless and unreliable. Clever and quick in thought and speech. Feelings of pity easily roused, but unenduring. Geburah of( ?וDefeat, loss, malice, spite, slander, evil- speaking). Herein the Angels?לאיבאand?תימעהbear rule. 190

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1910 · PDF PAGE 58

The Equinox (Volume I, Number III)

… that if thine Eye be single thy whole body shall be full of Light?” Adding: “In thee is no power of mental concentration and control of thought: and without this thou mayst achieve nothing.” Under his direction, therefore, 1 began to apply myself unto the practice of Raja-yoga, at the same time avoiding all, even the smallest, consideration of things occult, as also he bade me. Thus, at the beginning, I did meditate twice daily, three meditations morning and evening, upon such simple objects as—a white triangle; a red cross; Isis; the simple T…

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