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…ael Zebaoth, Prince of Phalanges. PE. Eloquence, intelligence, Mercury, Raphael, Prince of sciences. RESH. Destruction and regeneration, Time, Saturn, Cassiel, King of tombs and of solitude. Tau. Truth, light, the Sun, Michael, King of the Elohim. 185
…ael Zebaoth, Prince of Phalanges. PE. Eloquence, intelligence, Mercury, Raphael, Prince of sciences. RESH. Destruction and regeneration, Time, Saturn, Cassiel, King of tombs and of solitude. Tau. Truth, light, the Sun, Michael, King of the Elohim. 185
…y see thy colour, Reds killing roses, greens blaspheming grass, O thou art simply perfect, don’t you know ? Than thee all masters of old time are duller, O artiste of the Quartier Montparnasse! . 1 A parody on his own appreciations of Rodin’s sculpture. * An art studentin Paris at this time.
O melancholy ruin, that wert Greece ! What little comfort canst thou take from time ? Years pass, in shameful war or sordid peace— What god can recreate thee, the sublime ? Alas ! let Lethe roll her sleepy seas Over thy ruined clime. O piteous fallen tyranny of Spain ! What dogs are tearing at thy bowels yet ? Let thine own King, saith God, resume his reign ! Loyal and happy seasons may forget The ancient scars. Thy moon is on the wane ? Thy sun may never set ! And thou, foul oligarchy of the West, Thou, soiled with bribes and stained with trea…
…d when, invoking often, thou shalt see That formless Fire ; when all the earth is shaken, The stars abide not, and the moon is gone, All Time crushed back into Eternity, The Universe by earthquake overtaken ; Light is not, and the thunders roll. The World is done : When in the darkness Chaos rolls again In the excited brain : Then, O then call not to thy view that visible Image of Nature ; fatal is her name ! It fitteth not thy body to behold That living light of Hell, The unluminous, dead flame. Until that body from the crucible Hath passed, p…
…s , the unthinking beast , Reach up to God ? How understand What links the greatest with the least ? Or how should God , who throws afar Time 's weft across the warp of space , Who communes not with any star , Nor the sun 's radiance finds his face , Stoop and observe a spinning ball His hand in one slight moment twirled , Half idly sundering from the All That last least particle , the world ? Man 's flesh is rooted in the ground , Whose mind , yet , reaching up the sky Far beyond scope of light or sound Commerces with infinity . Child of the e…
"List, o moon, o queen of the stars, two-horned, List to the maidens!" At the time, she had, of course, no idea of the meaning of the words. When she had read the inscription, she stroked the fawn gently; and, looking up, perceived that a child, clad in a kirtle, with a bow and quiver slung from her shoulders, was standing by her. But the vision passed in a flash; she drew her hand across her brow, as if to auscultate her mental condition, for she had a slight feeling of bewilderment. No, she was awake; for she recognized the sacred oak under w…
…was a notorious lawsuit to determine his status. Coming of age, he had squandered his millions. No extravagance was too imbecile. At one time he bought a travelling circus with a menagerie and a collection of freaks. He should certainly have been the principal attraction. He had come almost to his last franc when he was pulled up by a conseil de famille. They saved a few thousand for the fool and kept him on short commons to teach him sense. He had snarled and become a socialist. I met him at the Gargotte off Holborn, being the only man there w…
…! Rodin discerned. We see the eagle-eyed Glory of echoing kisses; hear the sound Of glutted raptures break in the profound, The abyss of time: upsurge the dead. Why hide Thy sorrowful god’s brow, O sculptor, mage, Child of eternity, father of an age? 34
…lear Eddies of light ; I have a cedar boat Whose cushions are of dove’s down2 ; let us steer Under that tree and lie alone together What time the West is grey, the stars appear. Then you shall love me as a virgin would ; Shudder a little with a little fear, But yield thy podex to my lotus-wand, Giving some smile twin sister to a tear, Just as the body shudders3 when the soul Gives up to Allah, in its hot career, Identity ; impales its sunless self On to the splendour of that sunbright spear, And laughs and weeps, not knowing what it does, Enter…
THE EQUINOX See! With an idle rime I slip again to the splendour, With eyes all blinded by time, To this thing that the gods surrender— Ineffably sad and tender As a girl-babe born to die Ere she hath known the blue of the sky, And the light that her love shall lend her. So in an idle dream I have slipped from the yellow-gray; On the wings of song I have crossed the stream To the dawn of immortal youth— To the long-lost love-lit day When the gods in glamour and ruth Passed as a dream away, In a dream that was known for the truth. III AMOR INTEL…
THE EQUINOX See! With an idle rime I slip again to the splendour, With eyes all blinded by time, To this thing that the gods surrender— Ineffably sad and tender As a girl-babe born to die Ere she hath known the blue of the sky, And the light that her love shall lend her. So in an idle dream I have slipped from the yellow-gray; On the wings of song I have crossed the stream To the dawn of immortal youth— To the long-lost love-lit day When the gods in glamour and ruth Passed as a dream away, In a dream that was known for the truth. III AMOR INTEL…
…albeit my Slackness was but as a Boy playing Truant, not a revolt against my Self. Wherefore, despite all, I made much Progress in short Time. n
… Still I had cleft me A way in her girth! I tune the loud lyre once again to the mother of men in her mirth. O mighty and glad In spring-time and summer! O tearful and sad When the sun is grown dumber, 55
…y that the divination has gone astray. 4. Count and pair as before [Note that one cannot tell at what part of the divination the present time occurs. Usually Op. I seems to indicate the past history of the question ; but not always so. Experience will teach. Sometimes a new current of high help may Show the moment of consultation. I may add that in material matters this method is extremely valuable. I have been able to work out the most complex problems in minute detail. Ο. Μ.] 210
…y that the divination has gone astray. 4. Count and pair as before [Note that one cannot tell at what part of the divination the present time occurs. Usually Op. I seems to indicate the past history of the question ; but not always so. Experience will teach. Sometimes a new current of high help may Show the moment of consultation. I may add that in material matters this method is extremely valuable. I have been able to work out the most complex problems in minute detail. Ο. Μ.] 210
… the Ego is soon lost)they think, I say, but musi- cally and picturesquely, without quibbles, syl- logisms, and deductions. At the same time these thoughts, whether they arise from myself or dart forth from things external, soon become too intense. En- ergy in pleasure creates uneasiness and posi- tive suffering. My nerves, too highly strung, no
…Prince there, and we v' “mm had the most delicious honeymoon, and I had a beautiful baby, and then I remembered myself, but only just in time, and said: “ Kiss me i " And he kissed me and said: “ My goodness I But that was a near thing that time; my little girl nearly went to sleep. Most people who reach the Seventh House stay there all their lives, I can tell you.” —
… SIR PERCY. What would you say ? ANGELA. What would I not do ? Listen, I am Angela, Lady Baird. I am rich. That wealth now for the first time yields me some pleasure. The moon rises late, after ten o’clock : you shall come with me. We are — neighbours, are we not ? You shall come to my castle, I say ; there I will prepare all for you and your young bride : my chaplain shall marry you at midnight ; my name and power shall shield you from all mischance. SIR PERCY. I am my own master. ANGELA. You think so ? They have kept if from you, but you have…
…l vengeance rightly wrought Bring all their house of wrong to nought ! Scorn, the catastrophe of crime, These be their monuments through time ! And Ireland, green once more and fresh, Draw life from their dissolving flesh ! By Saxon carcases renewed, Spring up, O shamrock virgin-hued ! And in the glory of thy leaf Let all forget the ancient grief ! Now is the hour ! The drink is poured ! Wake ! fatal and avenging sword ! Brave men of Erin, hand in hand, Arise and free the lovely land ! Death to the Saxon ! Slay nor spare ! O God of Justice, hea…