FOLLOW A WORD THROUGH THE COLLECTION
Search the corpus.
Phrase search ignores case and repeated whitespace. All-words search finds whole words anywhere on the same page. OCR errors can affect results.
1,721 matching pages
Page 45 of 871905 · PDF PAGE 218
…e wild billows of ether ! the Sistron ? is shaken and sounds ! Wild and sonorous the clamour, vast in the region of death, Live with the fire of the Spirit, the essence and flame of the breath! Sound, O sound ! ' An allusion to the sign called ‘‘ Enterer of the Threshold,” in which the Egyptian Gods often stand, It is a sign of high initiation (if you know the rest!) and implies the gathering of force from the Gods and its projection as will toward any object. 2 A musical instrument used for religious purposes by the IXgyptians, It consisted of…
1909 · PDF PAGE 261
…ed! Thou canst not enter our Sacred Hall.” Whereupon the Stolistes purifies the Candidate by Water, and the Dadouchos consecrates him by Fire. Then the Hierophant speaks : he does so not as to an assembly of mortals, but as a God before the assembly of the Gods. «And let his voice be so directed that it shall roll through the Universe to the confines of Space, and let the Candidate represent unto him a world which he is beginning to lead unto the knowledge of its governing angel. As it is written: ‘The lightning lighteneth out of the East and f…
1909 · PDF PAGE 261
…ed! Thou canst not enter our Sacred Hall.” Whereupon the Stolistes purifies the Candidate by Water, and the Dadouchos consecrates him by Fire. Then the Hierophant speaks : he does so not as to an assembly of mortals, but as a God before the assembly of the Gods. «And let his voice be so directed that it shall roll through the Universe to the confines of Space, and let the Candidate represent unto him a world which he is beginning to lead unto the knowledge of its governing angel. As it is written: ‘The lightning lighteneth out of the East and f…
1913 · PDF PAGE 180
…tremulous veil : who deems The past is dead—let London lights Mingle with London’s autumn nights! . . . The dull-red gleams of burnished fire, The wind-harp songs of old desire, Lost, pallid, steal through Autumn’s veils, The unsung songs, forgotten tales. . . . Autumn in London, young and bare, Autumn in London, gray and fair. . . . Through hazes of the times of eld Through mazes of the world compelled By the magic of the memory Of the love born by a sunlit sea— Through the gray dusk a faint pink glows, The aureole of a flower that blows In th…
1913 · PDF PAGE 180
…tremulous veil : who deems The past is dead—let London lights Mingle with London’s autumn nights! . . . The dull-red gleams of burnished fire, The wind-harp songs of old desire, Lost, pallid, steal through Autumn’s veils, The unsung songs, forgotten tales. . . . Autumn in London, young and bare, Autumn in London, gray and fair. . . . Through hazes of the times of eld Through mazes of the world compelled By the magic of the memory Of the love born by a sunlit sea— Through the gray dusk a faint pink glows, The aureole of a flower that blows In th…
1898 · PDF PAGE 18
…tion and interest. Never since God woke light from chaos has such a tragedy been unrolled before men, step after step toward the lake of Fire ! At his house all his writings were seized, and, it is believed, destroyed. The single most fortunate exception is that of a superbly jewelled writing-case,
1901 · PDF PAGE 77
… never tire ! Thy queen, quick-breathing for your twin desire ! ” I shudder, for the mystery of bliss ; I go, heart crying and a soul on fire ! “ Resolve all question by a moonward tread. Follow the moon ! ” Even so the king had said.
1909 · PDF PAGE 76
…eyes of sleep already dull, The lashes drooping over their desire? Are not the gods awaiting to annul With Lethe the last flicker of the fire? Ay, let us kiss, my darling; let us twitch For the last time the flesh against the flesh, Before the coming of the lovely witch That shall excite our sleepy souls afresh, Anointing us with subtle drugs and suave, Vit for the grave, for love beyond the grave! -—— 126 — Xl Yor the last time, my Lola! Still the name Fills me with music, echoing afar Faint, like the rapture of some ghostly flame Rejoicing in…
1899 · PDF PAGE 10
…hou, supreme and single, Be made as Shelley or as Hugo now, And all their laurels mingle on thy brow— Then (as Elijah, when the whirling fire Caught him) stoop not thy spiritual splendour, And sacred-seeking eyes to our desire, But mould one memory yet, divinely tender, Of earth, and leave thy mantle, and thy lyre, A double portion of thy spirit to render, That yet the banner may fling out on high, And yet the lyre teach freemen how to die!
1904 · PDF PAGE 21
…ion’s ills ! An idle volume with mere bosh he fills ; He dreams and dozes, toils and flies afar, Apace — the body by a thousand wills Of fire cross-twisted, bruised, is thrust, a spar, Wreckage of some wild sea, to seas without a star. Listen, O lady, listen, reverend Abbot, Lord of the Monastery, Fort Augustus !
1909 · PDF PAGE 17
…plice of these deeds unswerving? Will not your dead hot hisses match mine own? As here your ardours brand me bone and marrow Biting like fire and poison in my veins, Shall you not there still ply your nameless harrow, Mingle a cup from those our common pains To intoxicate us with an extreme pleasure Keener than life’s, more dolorous than death’s Till these infernal blisses pass the measure Of heaven’s imagined by the tremulous breaths Ot silly saints and silly sinners, swaying From scraps of blasphemy to scraps of praying?
1910 · PDF PAGE 22
…, When the west wind lately breathed Murmurs in the wanton glade Of the day that dawneth late In a maidens horoscope, Dawning faith and fire and hope On the spring that only knew Flowers and butterflies and dew, Skies and seas and mountains blue, On the spring that wot not of Fruit and falling leaves and love. Never dew-dashed foreheads fair Shall salute the idle air. Never shall we wander deep Where the fronds of fern, asleep, Kiss her rosy feet that pass On the spangled summer grass, Half awake, and drowse again. Never more our feet shall st…
1912 · PDF PAGE 143
…or others; The remaining 12 Keys refer to the remaining lesser angles of the tablets, the order of the elements being Air, Water, Earth, Fire. Pronounce Elemental language (also called Angelic 0r Enochian) by inserting the next following Hebrew vowel between consonants, e.g. c after b (bEth), i after g (gImel), a after (:1, etc. 101
1912 · PDF PAGE 143
…or others; The remaining 12 Keys refer to the remaining lesser angles of the tablets, the order of the elements being Air, Water, Earth, Fire. Pronounce Elemental language (also called Angelic 0r Enochian) by inserting the next following Hebrew vowel between consonants, e.g. c after b (bEth), i after g (gImel), a after (:1, etc. 101
1907 · PDF PAGE 194
…er I shall most surely find Ere the end be: awake, O living lyre, Since in the narrow way and pass confined I see a darkness infinite as fire, Clear as all spirit vision, lustrous yet As ebony shows in caverns rendered dire By dreadful magic, or as if pure jet Had taken of itself an inner light, And its own blackness filled night’s coronet With a new jewel: so I see aright Where no light is like earth’s. grows broad And lofty, till the whole hall springs to sight, The path And I am standing where the dreaded Lord And Lady of the region of the l…
1905 · PDF PAGE 54
…hod, The steed of God! From all the caverns of the hollow sea, And all the fortresses that guard the air, And all the fearful palaces of fire, And all the earth’s dwarf-ridden secrecy, They come, they gather, and they ride, to bear Destruction and disorder and desire ; They cling to him who braves the gale of night, And mock his might. They rush upon him like a wave, and break In fiery foam against him, and they shake Life in its citadel. They open Tell To let the Furies and the Fates spring forth On their wild chargers of the icy North To quen…
1899 · PDF PAGE 6
…ith the frost -were white. And lo! between the mountains there uprose The winter sun; and all the forest glows, And the frost burns like fire before my eyes, While the white breeze awoke with slumberous sighs And stirred the branches of the pine ; it knows, It surely knows how weary are the wise. Even my horse my sorrow understands, Would turn and bear me to those western lands; In love would turn me back ; in love would bring My thirsty lips to the one perfect spring— My iron soul upon my trembling hands Fad its harsh will ; my bitterness was …
1909 · PDF PAGE 50
…lty to me; I see their blood glittering a diadem Upon your dazzling brows; my blood I see Sucked deep into your body, curling round Like fire in every artery and vein Massed in your heart, colossal and profound. Iam mad for you to brand me with the stain Of your own vice. Our souls, a murdering crew Of itching Mullahs, wallow, dervish-drunk. Love surges at the pang! Our poisonous dew Of sweat and kisses blinds us. A mad monk Kissing fanatically the cross that had Devecured his vitals is not half as mad! ~ ‘ys
1905 · PDF PAGE 226
…d on its bull-battled bars— Thou God of me, Mars ! He strides through the vibrating aether ; Spurns earth from His warrior feet ; Shakes fire from the forges beneath her ; His glances are fervid and fleet. With a cry that makes tremble the thunder, Light-speared, with a sword that is flame, He bursts the vast spaces asunder. His angels arise and proclaim : The Lord is His Name! O Lord! Thou didst march out of Edom! Thou leapedst from the Mountains of Seir! The breath of hy voice was as Freedom ! The nations did tremble with fear. The heathen, t…
1899 · PDF PAGE 142
…ith the frost -were white. And lo! between the mountains there uprose The winter sun; and all the forest glows, And the frost burns like fire before my eyes, While the white breeze awoke with slumberous sighs And stirred the branches of the pine ; it knows, It surely knows how weary are the wise. Even my horse my sorrow understands, Would turn and bear me to those western lands; In love would turn me back ; in love would bring My thirsty lips to the one perfect spring— My iron soul upon my trembling hands Fad its harsh will ; my bitterness was …