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Page 47 of 1301913 · PDF PAGE 215
…s their image from afar drop down , The dead shall light your soul, the dead whose crown Makes up the light of every starry sphere . But know , when e' er the dead can hear our grief They linger all our barren earth around , And touch us with the wind's too -plaintive sound , Whispering back our grief within our ears . Then gather of your pain the ripened sheaf Turn to the living — they need all your tears . * THE DIFFERENCE . IF ever thou didst turn aside 1 Or could ' st unfaithful be, And then re - tread the wayward path And bring back love t…
1914 · PDF PAGE 9
…king up the pick-axe for the trowel, And resolute to drive through thick and. thin, ‘Weld excavate the ruins of your skin, ‘The pioneers know where to delve, for there Hell's beacon burns, a brazier to absorb Al fats and powders in the world, and flare A portent, a vast venerable orb ! Redder and shinier sure no sunset glows— Hail in his setting to the ripe red nose
1928 · PDF PAGE 158
…ou, in a house of ill repute; you who dis- dained all drink but the Quintessance, all is matter for surprise in this. My dear boy, you know how horses and carriages frighten me; just now, as I was crossing the street in a great hurry, tip-toeing in the mud, across the moving chaos where Death arrives at a gallop from every side at once, my halo, in the course of a sharp move- ment, slipped from my hand into the mire of the street. I had not the courage to pick it up. I thought it less unpleasant to lose my decora- tions than to break my bones…
1954 · PDF PAGE 474
… do you at least get together the stones that you need to build your Basilica! Entrepreneur Correspondent and Co-respondent. (They don't know the difference) Subcutaneous Olordei\. (Although they have them!) Gleet J Histology ("Something to do with history")
1907 · PDF PAGE 217
…lossom new, rank poisonous flowers, The enemies of peace. Nay! matter’s all, And all is sorrow. Therefore not to be, Not to think, love, know, contemplate, exist ; This Not is the one hope. AGAVE. Believe it not ! Here is true joy—the woodland revellings, The smile, the kiss, the laughter leaping up, And music inward, musings multiform, Manifold, multitudinous, involved Fach in the deep bliss of the other’s love ;— Ay me! my sisters. Thither! AUTONOE. Wake the dance! MANADS. Pour luscious wine, cool, sweet, strong wine ! Bring life, Life overfl…
1929 · PDF PAGE 149
…k, whenever he thought that he had sounded Cyril's guard, he suddenly found, on the riposte, that he had lost touch of his blade without knowing it. But he burned with constant ardour to know more of his idol; and this morning the young man had awakened him softly with a whisper, smiling, with a finger pointed to the terrace: "Let's go over [210] there, where the Chancellor of the Exchequer can't hear us." So they had risen and come down to the lily-pool, after the morning adoration of the Sun, and their daily exercise of meditation. Brother Cy…
1905 · PDF PAGE 133
…ould not end, though earth should end. Therefore my shut eyes blend With sleep’s own secret eyes and eyelashes, Long and deep ecstasies, Knowing as now I know—at last—how this Foreshadows my own bliss Of falling into death when life is tired. For all things desired Not one as death is so desirable, Seeing all sorrows pass, all joys endure, All lessons last. Not heaven and not hell (My spirit is grown sure) Await the lover But death’s veil draws, life’s mother to discover, Nature ; no longer mother, but a bride ! Ay ! there is none beside. O bro…
1928 · PDF PAGE 58
… in the water of a spring; let me stir thy tresses with thy hand like a per- fumed kerchief to wave memories in the air! If thou couldst know all that I see, all that I feel, all that I hear in thy hair! my soul goes journeying upon the wings of perfume like that of other men upon the wings of music. Thy hair contains a world of dream, full of sails and masts; it holds great seas whose winds bear me to charming climates, where space is bluer and deeper, where the atmos- phere is scented with fruit, with leaves, and with the skin of man. In the …
1961 · PDF PAGE 43
…ience, crying aloud: Variation is the Key of Evolution. Thereunto Art cometh the third, perceiving Beauty in the Harmony of the Diverse. Know then, o my Son, that all Laws, all Systems, all Customs, all Ideals and Standards which tend to produce Uniformity, being in direct Opposition to Nature's Will to change and to develop through Variety, are accursed. Do thou with all thy Might of Manhood strive against these Forces, for they resist Change, which is Life: and thus they are of Death. c
1919 · PDF PAGE 311
… only word for it. I do not mean that nowadays any particular horrors are perpetratedin the grim recesses of these giant fanes. I do not know that at any time they were the scenes of great cruelty or other abominations, though certainly they present the completest mise-en-scéne for such excesses. What I do know is that, from the corner-stone to the coping of the highest gopura, they are the product of gloomy, perverted, morbidly overwrought imaginations, revelling in the most extravagant features of the most monstrous of all mythologies.” This …
1929 · PDF PAGE 14
…e of incense issued from its mouth. But Simon Iff was the strangest object in that strange room. She had heard of him, of course; he was known for his writings on mysticism and had long borne the reputation of a crank. But in the last few years he had chosen to use his abilities in ways intelligible to the average man; it was he who had saved Professor Briggs, and, incidentally, England when that genius had been accused of and condemned to death for, murder, but was too preoccupied with the theory of his new flying-machine to notice that his fe…
1929 · PDF PAGE 42
…o find that mind think that he, or even his yet baser body, is the one and only." "I'm understanding you with a part of me that I didn't know was there." "That's the way, child. But I'm going on a little. I want you to consider how nicely this explains the psychology of crowds, for example. We may suppose an Idea to be a real four-dimensional thing. I, when I know myself more fully, shall probably turn out to be a pretty simple kind of a thing, manifesting in perhaps one person only. But we can imagine abstract
1929 · PDF PAGE 178
… thwarted impulse. The mere necessity, demanded by safety, of remaining within the circle, was abhorrent to her. But, though she did not know it, she was held in subjection by the wills of her guardians. In Astrology, the moon, among its other meanings, has that of "the common people," who submit (they know not why) to any independent will that can express itself with sufficient energy. The people who guillotined the mild Louis XVI died gladly for Napoleon. The impossibility of an actual democracy is due to this fact of mob-psychology. As soon …
1901 · PDF PAGE 58
…the livid mark of sin That was the leprosy of her own soul, And drove me forth to compass my disgrace With infamies ineffable. PACHAD. I know; I shall avenge. The old gods come again. THE LEPER. Nay! I have lived through all these barren years, Discrowned, diseased, abominable, cast out, And meditating on the event of life, And that initiated Hope that we, Royal, inherit, of the final life, Nor newer incarnation, and possessed Of strange powers, who have moved about this court Loathed, and unrecognised, and shunned, have thought That the old bo…
1905 · PDF PAGE 145
…e think Ye thus could play with thunder, roll Your wheels upon the world, control The stately being of a soul? Just am I ever! Therefore know The unrevengeful law of woe That ye invoke. Thou seekest life, Child of my water! Thou a wife, Child of my sun! Draw living breath, Maiden, and gain the guerdon—death ! 146
1912 · PDF PAGE 82
4o OLYMPAS. THE EQUINOX There's no such doom in Destiny‘s Harvest of horror. The white fount Of speech is stifled at its source. Know, the sane spirit keeps its course By this, that everything it thinks Hath causal or contingent links. Destroy them, and destroy the mind! Ο bestial, bottomless, and blind Black pit of all insanity! The adept must make his way to thee] This is the end of all our pain, The dissolution of the brain I For 101 in this no mortar sticks ; Down comes the house~a hail of bricks! The sense of all I hear is drowned ; Tap, ta…
1912 · PDF PAGE 82
4o OLYMPAS. THE EQUINOX There's no such doom in Destiny‘s Harvest of horror. The white fount Of speech is stifled at its source. Know, the sane spirit keeps its course By this, that everything it thinks Hath causal or contingent links. Destroy them, and destroy the mind! Ο bestial, bottomless, and blind Black pit of all insanity! The adept must make his way to thee] This is the end of all our pain, The dissolution of the brain I For 101 in this no mortar sticks ; Down comes the house~a hail of bricks! The sense of all I hear is drowned ; Tap, ta…
1954 · PDF PAGE 241
208 MAGICK WITHOUT TEARS I know I'm a disheartening kind of a bloke, and it does seem so unfriendly to jump down a fellow's throat every minute or so when she tries to put it ever so nicely, and it is so easy-isn't it-to play the game of Sanctimonious Grandiloquence, and surely what was said was perfectly harmless, and ... No, N.O., no: not harmless at all. My whole object is to train you to silence every kind of hypothetical speculation, and formulae both resonant and satisfying. I want you to- abhor them abominate them despise them detest the…
1905 · PDF PAGE 191
…of my desire ! Dream, while my restless brain probes deep The mysteries of its magic power, The secrets of forgotten sleep, The birth of knowledge as a flower ! Slow and divine thy gentle breath Wovos my warm throat: my spirit flies Beyond the iron walls of death, And seeks strange portals, pale and wise. My lips are fervent, as in prayer, Thy lips are parted, as to kiss: My hand is clenched upon the air, Thy hand's soft touch, how sweet it is ! The wind is amorous of the sea ; The sea’s large limbs to its embrace Curl, and thy perfume curls ro…
1907 · PDF PAGE 42
…y to go, and you feel the most horrible sensation of falling away from everything that ever was. You’ve got no nothing at all; you don’t know how awful it all is. You would turn back if you could only stop falling; but luckily you can’t. So you fall and fall faster and faster; and I can’t tell you any more. The Third House is called the House of Sorrow. They gave me new clothes of the queerest kind, because one never thinks of them as one’s own clothes, but only as clothes. It is a House of utmost Darkness. There is a pool of black solemn water…