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…ita; domus?הינמרא munitae 698 699 700 The Mercy Seat?הרפכ The Veil of the Holy?]רברפ Seth raw 1r 701 [Deut. xxiii, x] nm: ”And 10! three men."הנהו ?השלש58’ [These be Michael, Of the evening; of the Wes! hump Gabriel and Raphael, «683 ]לאפרו־לאירכג־לאכימ־ולא-? 684 Prolapsus in faciemתליפנ ?םיפא 685 702 686 Sabbalhum quies?הנש 687 Σ (1—37) 703 688 Taenia.?תרגסמ 689 Qliphoth of`אמ-לאיראו ?םטבמ 58 H 2
1912 · PDF PAGE 374
…ita; domus?הינמרא munitae 698 699 700 The Mercy Seat?הרפכ The Veil of the Holy?]רברפ Seth raw 1r 701 [Deut. xxiii, x] nm: ”And 10! three men."הנהו ?השלש58’ [These be Michael, Of the evening; of the Wes! hump Gabriel and Raphael, «683 ]לאפרו־לאירכג־לאכימ־ולא-? 684 Prolapsus in faciemתליפנ ?םיפא 685 702 686 Sabbalhum quies?הנש 687 Σ (1—37) 703 688 Taenia.?תרגסמ 689 Qliphoth of`אמ-לאיראו ?םטבמ 58 H 2
1904 · PDF PAGE 36
…who was Solomon, that after 1,200 years he had hopes to return unto the Seventh Throne, And his Seal is this, to be made and worn as a Lamen, etc. (36.) Sroxas, or Stotos.—The Thirty-sixth Spirit is Stolas, or Stolos. He is a Great and Powerful Prince, appearing in the Shape of a Mighty Raven at first before the Exorcist; but after he taketh the image of a Man. He teacheth the Art of Astronomy, and the Virtues of Herbs and Precious Stones. He governeth 26 Legions of Spirits; and his Seal is this, which is, etc. (37-) PHenEx.—The Thirty-seventh …
1905 · PDF PAGE 11
…Give me a master! not some learned priest Who by long toil and anguish has devised A train of mysteries, but some despised Young king of men, whose spirit is released From all the weariness, whose lips are prized By men not much— Ah! let them only once grow warm, my lips to touch. XXIII. Ah! under his protection, in his love, With my abasements emulating his, We surely should attain to That which Is, 1 A name contracted from Dives, sometimes given to Pluto and hence also to the lower world. But ede Dante, /vferno, Canto xxxiv,
1905 · PDF PAGE 223
216 CARMEN SAECULARE The temple of their God is broken down ; Yea, Mammon’s shrine is cleansed! The house of her That ‘cowed the world with her malignant frown, And drove the Celt to exile and despair, Is battered now—God’s fire destroys the town ; London admits God’s air. They scorned the God that made them; yea, they said : ‘‘Lords of this globe, the Saxon race, are we. ‘* Europe before us lies, as men lied .; “ Britannia—ho! Britannia rules the sea!” This night thy kingdom shall be finished, Thy soul required of thee. Hail! France ! rebelled…
1905 · PDF PAGE 51
…that fixed sky, Rent the cavernous earth, Moulded in awful birth The terror of the cloudy canopy, And tore from underground The lake’s immense profound, And clad the mountains now with this faint snow embroidery. the curved Now the white flakes decrease. Wastwater lies in peace, Kissed by the breezes where the wind once bit ; Gable alone doth stand, A Pyramid more grand Than Pharaoh’s pride exalted, or the wit Of magian shepherds built Who sought his land and spilt Blood of ten million slaves to conquer it.! Clad in sparse robes of white The mo…
1899 · PDF PAGE 35
…ighteous in anger, doomed, for fiery sin Kindled by hell-flames, cherishéd within Her lustful heart, for sin most damnable, To suffer torment in remotest hell, Where the grim fiend grinds down with fiery stones The unrepentant marrow of mens bones, Or chills their blood with poisonous vials of death, Or dooms them to the tooth and venomous breath Of foul black worms ; and on the earth to dwell For a long space, and there (most terrible !) To change her shape at times, and on her take The fierce presentment of a loathly snake
1901 · PDF PAGE 60
… see this grey unnatural mother of mine Now, as she is, disrobed of deity, And like some reeling procuress grown wolf By infamous bewitchment, haunt the stairs, And pluck the young men by the robe, and take The maidens for her sacrifice, and burn With great unquenchable dead lustrous eyes Toward impossible things grown possible In Egypt. I will cleanse the land of this. Let me remember I am yet a god! Re-enter LEPER. THE LEPER. Thou must be brought before her presently Borne in a coffin. See thou fill it not, But take the lion’s mask and play h…
1905 · PDF PAGE 15
Melpomene shone in the pyre Of terrors that burned in her lyre; But all of their passion divine I lost in the life and the stress of the world ere ever the soul of me wist. But, Orpheus, thy splendider light Was the veil of thyself the more splendid. Thou leapedst as a fountain in flight, As a bird in the rainbow descended ! From the sweet single womb risen higher Did Calliope string thee her lyre, Thy mother: and veiled her in night :-— For thyself to Herself art a veil till the veils of the Heaven be rended and ended. Now, single myself as th…
1907 · PDF PAGE 54
…As the earth's before the sunset , and the God and I are One. I who entered in a Fool , gain the God by clean endeavour ; I am shaped as men and women, fair for ever and for ever. Such is the living poetry that abides and ever lives on , knowing no youth or age, alone an eternal man hood . Lavishly scattered , we find it throughout the works before us ; in “ Aceldama ,” “ Mysteries : Lyrical and Dramatic ,” “ The Temple of the Holy Ghost, ” “ Tannhäuser , “ Rosa Mundi,” and “ Alice .” Ec stasy is the keynote here , as it is of all poetry , all …
1898 · PDF PAGE 10
… kiss of hell, The hatred of my Jezebel. I waited many days. At last The rushing of a chariot grew Frightful through all the city vast : Men were afraid. But II knew Jehu was here, whose sword should dip Deep in my loves adulterous lip. The spirit filled me. And behold ! I saw her dead stare to the skies. I came to her ; she was not cold, But burning with old infamies. On her incestuous mouth I fell, And lost my soul for Jezebel. I followed him afoot, afire ; Beneath her window he drew rein ; She looked forth, clad in glad attire, Haggard and…
1899 · PDF PAGE 70
62 THE TALE OF ARCHAIS Graven by Him with an eternal pen, The first law in the destiny of men : “ He whom Zeus wrongfully once injures may not be Hurt by his power again in the most small degree.” Thus, thy Archais — Mine ! ah nevermore ! Peace, doubter !—is made free from all the sore Oppressions of the past, nor may again Zeus lay on her the shadow of a pain. But I, but I — Yea, verily, fear not But stratagem may lift thy bitter lot From thy worn shoulders. Thus for half the day Thou art as free as air, as woodland fay Treading t…
1904 · PDF PAGE 82
…’ falls presumptious on the floor. So Sawbones swears upon the spot A nappleplectic fit ’e’s got. “Then Billy Stoke ’e ups an’ calls Fur men to carry ’im to bed, When likewise ’e permiscuous falls An’ its the fender with ’is ’ead. Ses Sawhones, ‘’E’s a lucky chap, An’ wean't be ’urt by ¢hat mis’ap.’ “« They’ve appleplectic fits,’ ’e ses, ‘An’, though their lives I’m sure to save, Yet each ’ll carry, Ill confess, A ruin’ stummick to ’is grave.’ An’ ’e were right as soon as not: A ruin’ stummick ’tis they’ve got.
1910 · PDF PAGE 87
…wly chaunts In woods where still Arisbe haunts, Wrapping the wanderer with her tresses Into untold caresses. For none of all the sons of men That hath known Artemis, again Turns to the warmer earth, or vows His secrets to another spouse. The moon resolves her beauty in
1910 · PDF PAGE 24
…owing him like a shaken sheaf of snow With a brief gust of wind Over the cliffs of his ensanguine throne ; Seating ourselves thereon, as men shall know, Above soul, spirit, heart, thought, being, mind, Allbut most irrevocably entwined And irrevocably alone. XV There was a boy with O ! the face of dawn, The mother-of-pearl that shimmered on his skin. The breasts like golden roses circling red, The limbs like limbs of a young fawn For lithenessO ! for innocence of sin His eyes burned wondrous bright, his sun-crowned head Danced with its sweet a…
1912 · PDF PAGE 93
… in his belly! Knight, awake! Ah! well he woke! His love and scorn Grapple in death-throe at his throat. “Lead me away” (quoth he), “ my men! Woe, woe is me was ever born So blind a bat, so gross a goat, As Palamede the Saracen !” 87
1899 · PDF PAGE 7
The petty partisans of party war, The hireling quillmen, and the jingo crowd, The well-paid patriots, scenting from afar Silence, their doom—shall they eclipse the star Now crescent in the sky, whose music loud Rejoices humble hearts and true men all, And sounds the funeral Dirge of slave, tyrant, priest, that snarl, and snarling fall ? These we forget—remembering only this : Ye are blood-brothers, and our tongues are one ; Our hopes and conquests in one splendid kiss Unite and struggle not for empire. Is Our land and yours too little for the s…
1901 · PDF PAGE 19
…ith style and tablet ! Answer me In that dread pomp of Triumph and of Right, The awful day : my witnesses are Ye That I have said in all men’s sound and sight The things that are to be. 17
1913 · PDF PAGE 182
… , But his heart was a passionate rising fire , And his hallo along the rolling wold Was a sound to make the sun aspire , And the summer mend and hold . But a gallant sergeant came at length . He spoke to her lad ; “ You 'll lend your heart To a stirring deed , to a stalwart part , The country 's low for lack of strength , And of men that care to smart .” Oh what could a lad whose heart was fire , And what could a lass whose heart was fond , Yea he must out to his country 's bond , And she must crush her soul 's desire , - And the year lay down…
1913 · PDF PAGE 174
…to impale thee On the spear of my song; my song Is thine, and thou dost not remain for long: Thou tarriest not at all, Thou guardest all men’s bale Within the web of the Mystery called Time. And so no rime Of beauty or of truth shall serve Thee, until thou shalt swerve And fall. Who shall undo the wrong? What hand shall set thee free? And who shall lend his light that it may bring An end to the light I sing? My song, my song Is blasphemy to thee, Who knowest naught, I know, of thee and me; But only the wild grace, Abandoned, but in silent harmo…