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1899 · PDF PAGE 107

Jephthah and Other Mysteries

…rable floe, North, by the limit of the ocean, stands A castle, lord of those far footless lands That are the wall of that most monstrous world About.whose pillars Behemoth is curled, About whose gates Leviathan is strong, Whose secret terror sweetens not for song. The hoarse loud roar of gulphs of raging brine That break in foam and fire on that divine Cliff-base, is smothered in the misty air, And no sound penetrates them, save a rare Music of sombre motion, swaying slow. The sky above is one dark indigo Voiceless and deep, no light is hard wi…

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1899 · PDF PAGE 212

Jephthah and Other Mysteries

…le; our souls are fed On a strange new nepenthe from the cup Of the vast firmament. Nor do we dream, Nor think we aught of the transient world, But are absorbed in our own deity: And our clear eyes reflect—who dares to gaze Shall see and die—the changeless empyréan Eternity, the concentrated void

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1907 · PDF PAGE 236

Collected Works (Vol. III)

…and flowers upon your eyes, and a sword in your hearts, and ye also shall see God face to face. Thus shall we give back its youth to the world, for like tongues of triple flame we shall brood upon the Great Deep— Hail unto the Lords of the Groves of Eleusis ! VOL. IIT.

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1910 · PDF PAGE 70

The World’s Tragedy

…s merged in a furious flood That rages and hisses and foams in the blood. See ! I am dead ! I am passed, I am passed Out of the sensible world at-last. I am not. Yet I am, as I never was, A drop in the sphere of molten glass Whose radiance changes and shifts and drapes The infinite soul in finite shapes. There is light, there is life, there is love, there is sense

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1913 · PDF PAGE 8

Manifesto of the M.M.M.

…hey have also a secret meaning for initiates, 4- The Order is international, and has existing branches in every civilized country of the world. 7

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1996 · PDF PAGE 74

The Law is for All

…act soever may be used to attain any end soever by the magician who knows how to make the necessary links. 53. This shall regenerate the world, the little world my sister, my heart 8c my tongue, unto whom I send this kiss. Also, o scribe and prophet, though thou be of the princes, it shall not assuage thee nor absolve thee. But ecstasy be thine and joy of earth: ever To me! To me! Commentary: It is clear that this “kiss” (i.e. this Book) will regenerate Earth by establishing the Law of Liberty, “my heart 8c my tongue” seems a mere phrase of end…

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1899 · PDF PAGE 135

Jephthah and Other Mysteries

…e for vengeance. So far have I risen, but not far enough to forget that you are the most abominable villain that plagues God’s beautiful world with his infesting life. BRANDON [wth sudden calmness]. This to his father! What does the Bible say, you wretch ? PERCY [fo Vaughan}. I will go, my true new father. Kiss Esmé for me a hundred times ! BRANDON [suddenly breaking from the Footmen]. Damn you; that’s your game, is it? No, you go with me, Sir Poet. [Rushing at his son, strikes. Percy, warding off the unexpected blow, staggers. Brandon, maddene…

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1899 · PDF PAGE 23

Tale of Archais

… my spirit fails To shrill its clearest notes, and golden gales Of sound, and breezes of delighted sighs. Bring music, hear me chant the world that is, And how Love’s ambush in all nature lies, And I will tell how for one eager kiss My soul is fain to forget Paradise In Archais.

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1909 · PDF PAGE 37

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TABLE IV (continuea) 21 XCIII. XCII. XCI. The Heavens of The Angelic Functions in the The Saints or Adepts Assiah. World of Yetzirah. of the Hebrews. oe ee 0 > | Messias filius David . 1 Seraphim stabant supra illud: sex ale Mosheh . 2 mary Enoch . 3 }1D1D | Sex ale . Abraham . 4 - + 6 2 SY Uni: in duabus Jacob 5 . . . yyy | Velabat facies suas: et duabus velabat . | Elijah . 6 . DPN | Pedes suas et . Mosheh. . 7 -Y*p7 | Duabus volabat . Aaron . 8 Joseph (Justus) . 9 Et clamabat hic ad illum et dicebat | Sanctus, sanctus, sanctus, Dominus Exerc…

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1910 · PDF PAGE 139

The World’s Tragedy

86 THE WORLD’S TRAGEDY. The purport of the star we saw enshrined In the eclipse — to say so — of the sky. I feared her perfidy ; The journey might prove tedious — (nay, my lords ! Star or no star, I am honoured, glad, to find Such royal mates !). But her, I had her stripped And most magnificently whipped By two tall slaves (a Tartar and a Goth) Till all the flesh was ripped From her olive back — she looked like a dead camel When a man frightens off the kites ; And her rich blood came all afroth To her lips’ vermeil enamel — The lips that I had …

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1910 · PDF PAGE 155

The World’s Tragedy

I02 THE WORLD’S TRAGEDY. Pah ! but the brothel-reek contaminates. There is no air — thy bed is poisonous, Thy breath — thy leper-life lascivious — Fill me with loathing. Murder-waking hates Surge in upon me as I see thee there Wanton and white in that red touzle of hair As if a sow were wreathed with poppy-flowers. Pah ! I am sick of these delirious hours. John’s lips are cool like olive-oil — and thine, Even at the best, like some black stormy wine. MAGDA Oh beast thou art ! Didst thou not surely quicken me With child ? ISSA Thy lewdness and t…

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1928 · PDF PAGE 87

Little Poems in Prose

XXX BEAUTIFUL DOROTHY THE sun overwhelms the town with its di- rect and terrible light; the sand dazzles and the sea glitters; the tired world has given up its work and is taking its siesta; a siesta which is a kind of sweet-savoured death, where the sleeper, half awake, tastes the pleasures of his annihilation. Dorothy, however, as strong and as bright as the sun, walks in the deserted street; at this hour she is the sole living being under the mighty vault of blue; she makes a startling black blot upon the light. She moves forward, softly swa…

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1899 · PDF PAGE 70

Jephthah and Other Mysteries

… charioteers of heaven and hell, In all the Names writ secretly And sacred songs ineffable, In all the words of power that fly About the world, this song they spell : He keepeth Israel. AHINOAM. Ye praise God of full heart: I would to God Your minds were somewhat fuller, and could keep Discretion seated on her ivory throne. What folly is it they will now be at, Gray beards, and goatish manners? Hearken them! CHORUS. In the brave old days ere men began To bind young hearts with an iron tether, Ere love was brief as life, a span, Ere love was lig…

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1899 · PDF PAGE 80

Tale of Archais

72 THE TALE OF ARCHAIS Through the noon’s haze the world was vast and dim ; The streams and trees and air were shimmering With summer heat and earth’s cool vapouring, When, round his limbs entwined, a fiery snake Hissed in his frightened ear the call “ Awake.” And Zeus arisen strives vainly to release His valiant body from the coils, nor cease His angry struggles in their cruel hold. But all implacable, unyielding, cold, Their sinuous pressure on his breast and thighs, The white teeth sharp and ready otherwise In one fierce snap to slay. There …

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1904 · PDF PAGE 80

In Residence

…ses—to-day— An’ hentrance tuppence hevery ’ead. The wummen-folk may henter free, An’ likewise babbies under three. “* A challenge to the world do I, Jim Buskett, with the wooden legs, Give forth to all men and sundry To win the championship fur heggs ; An’ this a stake 0’ twenty pound To any heater ’ere around.’ “Now, mister, we ’ad never thought To ’ave a heater sich as’e, An’ yet opined as summun ought To take the challenge, fair an’ free ; Fur Jim ’e seemed to us to boast, The which our villidge hates the most. “Well, arter ’arf-a-’our ’ad g…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 21

Rosa Coeli

…pes Laughing upon the laughing lake below, Expectant of some strange experience Worth all the woes of sense, Some drop of nectar worth a world of wine, Some grace of One divine Worth more than all life’s grace, and more than life Intense, Was there a wonder if the silken boy Found her a-playing on the bluebell marge And drank from golden vats the wine of joy ; Hot, eager, overcoming in her breath, As she would draw him to those large And firm white breasts and mix her liquid life With his in pagan strife ? 16 T

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1907 · PDF PAGE 221

Collected Works (Vol. III)

…ESBIAN SHORE. _ Upon my cliffs of green, Beneath the azure skies, She stands with looks of fire, Sappho. Her hands between Lies the wild world; she flies From agony to agony of desire, CALLIOPE. Him, Orpheus, him she sings; Loosing the living strings, Till music fledged fares forth sunward on moon-wrought wings. LESBIAN SHORE. Yea, by the solar name, Orpheus her lips acclaim, The centre and the silence! O! the torrent of fine flame Like hair that shooteth forth To the ensanguine North Whence ran the drunken crew, Bassarids in their wrath. SAPPH…

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1904 · PDF PAGE 39

Why Jesus Wept

…ove ! Christ ! Yes, oh ! I love you so, dear heart. MOLLY. Dear love, I love you. SIR PERCY. Ah, love, love, how I love you. This is the world ! Love ! Love ! I love you so, my darling. Oh my white golden heart of glory ! MOLLY. I love you, love you so. SIR PERCY. Ah, God ! I love you ! I shall faint with love. I love you so. (Angela, Lady Baird, is discovered behind the trees. She suffers the torments of hell.) ANGELA, While the duet continues. Ah ! if there were a devil to buy souls, Of if I had not sold mine ! Quick bargain, God ! Hell catch…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 6

Rosa Inferni

… all its smell. And lo, he is horribly in the toils Of a coal-black giant flower of hell ! BROWNING, Heretic’s Tragedy, ix. I OSE of the world ! Ay, love, in that warm hour Wet with your kisses, the bewitching bud Flamed in the starlight ; then our bed your bower Heaved like the breast of some alluring flood Whereon a man might sleep for ever, until Death should surprise him, kiss his weary will Into the last repose, profounder power Than life could compass. Now I tax my skill To find another holier name, some flower Still red, but red with the…

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1910 · PDF PAGE 48

The Winged Beetle

…the Eye of the Most Terrible Wakes from Its wilderness of ice To flame, whereby the very core of hell Bursts from its rind, Sweeping the world away into the blank of mind. XII So then I saw my fault ; I plunged within The well, and brake the images That I had made, as I must make—Men spin The webs that snare them—while the knees Bend to the tyrant God, or unto Sin The lecher sunder ! Ah ! came that undulant light from over or from under ? XIII It matters not. Come, change ! Come, woe! Come, mask ! Drive Light, Life, Love into the deep ! In vain…

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