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1901 · PDF PAGE 127

The Soul of Osiris

THE HOLY OF HOLIES. 115 THE ATHANOR. IBERTINE touches of small fingers creep Among my curls to-night : pale ghastly kisses, Like mournful ghosts roused from their ruined sleep By clamorous cries of murder. Strange abysses Loom in the vista keen eyes penetrate, Vague forecasts of immeasurable fate. O thou belovéd blood, that wells and weeps ! O thou belovéd mouth, that beats and bleeds ! O mystic bosom where some serpent sleeps, Sweet mockery of a thousand saintlier creeds ! Even I, that breathe your perfume, taste your breath, Know, even this h…

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1902 · PDF PAGE 108

Tannhäuser

…racle of tlame Unluminous and void : the silent claim Of that which was, to be : the cry to climb, The bitter birth of Nature: uttermost Night Dwelt, inaccessible to sound and sight ; Shielded from Voice, impervious to Light. Lo ! on the barren bosom, on the brine, The spirit of the Mighty One arose, 106

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1905 · PDF PAGE 83

Oracles

…ouses where dead men linger year by year. I have no fear To tread thy far irremeable way Beyond the paths and palaces of day, Beyond the night, beyond the skies, Beyond eternity’s Tremendous gate ; beyond the immanent miracle. O secret self of things ! I have nor feet nor wings Except to follow far beyond Heaven and Earth and Hell, Until I mix my mood And being in thee, as in my hermit’s hood I grow the thing I contemplate—that selfless Solitude !

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1913 · PDF PAGE 131

Cambridge Poets 1900–1913

…speak Oh master , oh my master , man , Thou art so strong : I am so weak ! I wander naked , cold , and blind ; Leave me no longer in the night : Pity the creature of thy mind : Give back the warmth , give back the light . A thousand , thousand years of time I drank men 's blood , I drew their thought : Dwelt in an ecstasy sublime , And what I would superbly wrought . And man that made me , weeting not The thing he fashioned did believe Himself the creature , his the lot And mine the power his lot to give . Give back the genial warmth once more …

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1909 · PDF PAGE 338

The Equinox (Volume I, Number I)

…I am passed through the abyss of flame. Hear ye that I am that I am! THe REtuRN Behold! I clothe mine awful light In yonder body born of night. Its mind be open to the higher! Its heart be lucid-luminous! The Temple of its own desire The Temple of the Rosy Cross! As Horus sped the flame, Harpocrates Receive the flame, and set the soul at ease. I who was One am One, all light Balanced within me, ordered right, As it was ever to the initiate’s ken, Is now, and shall be evermore. Amen. THE ASCENT UNTO DAATH Come unto Me, ye, the Divine Lords of th…

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1909 · PDF PAGE 338

The Equinox (Volume I, Number II)

…I am passed through the abyss of flame. Hear ye that I am that I am! THe REtuRN Behold! I clothe mine awful light In yonder body born of night. Its mind be open to the higher! Its heart be lucid-luminous! The Temple of its own desire The Temple of the Rosy Cross! As Horus sped the flame, Harpocrates Receive the flame, and set the soul at ease. I who was One am One, all light Balanced within me, ordered right, As it was ever to the initiate’s ken, Is now, and shall be evermore. Amen. THE ASCENT UNTO DAATH Come unto Me, ye, the Divine Lords of th…

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1910 · PDF PAGE 51

The Equinox (Volume I, Number III)

AINO® IZIAOz Lo! I lament. Fallen is the sixfold Star: Slain is Asar. O twinned with me in the womb of Night! O son of my bowels to the Lord of Light! O man of mine that hast covered me From the shame of my virginity! Where art thou? Is it not Apep thy brother, The snake in my womb that am thy mother, That hath slain thee by violence girt with guile, And scattered thy limbs on the Nile? Lo! I lament. I have forged a whirling Star: I seek Asar. O Nepti, sister! Arise in the dusk From thy chamber of mystery and musk! Come with me, though weary th…

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1910 · PDF PAGE 255

The Equinox (Volume I, Number III)

…g up at the barley sheaves That nod in the autumn wind, We pushed and jostled the twilight thro’, Shrilling to those behind. And ere the night had grown to noon We were under the Bloody Bowl, And then uprose a huge pale moon Behind the shivering trees ; And so we found the Mother Troll Well-skilled in mysteries. She heard our coming, and rose to the door, And we hurried eagerly through ; We entered in with a breeze from the moor, And stood by the fading pyre. The air was smoky, the flame was blue, And the face of the Troll like fire. And so we …

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1910 · PDF PAGE 51

The Equinox (Volume I, Number IV)

AINO® IZIAOz Lo! I lament. Fallen is the sixfold Star: Slain is Asar. O twinned with me in the womb of Night! O son of my bowels to the Lord of Light! O man of mine that hast covered me From the shame of my virginity! Where art thou? Is it not Apep thy brother, The snake in my womb that am thy mother, That hath slain thee by violence girt with guile, And scattered thy limbs on the Nile? Lo! I lament. I have forged a whirling Star: I seek Asar. O Nepti, sister! Arise in the dusk From thy chamber of mystery and musk! Come with me, though weary th…

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1910 · PDF PAGE 255

The Equinox (Volume I, Number IV)

…g up at the barley sheaves That nod in the autumn wind, We pushed and jostled the twilight thro’, Shrilling to those behind. And ere the night had grown to noon We were under the Bloody Bowl, And then uprose a huge pale moon Behind the shivering trees ; And so we found the Mother Troll Well-skilled in mysteries. She heard our coming, and rose to the door, And we hurried eagerly through ; We entered in with a breeze from the moor, And stood by the fading pyre. The air was smoky, the flame was blue, And the face of the Troll like fire. And so we …

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1910 · PDF PAGE 81

The World’s Tragedy

…e ! Let us revel it the while we may, Love dawning ever with the dawning day. Wake, brothers, sisters ! It is time to stir. The owl, the night-hawk, sad and sinister,

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1913 · PDF PAGE 96

Cambridge Poets 1900–1913

… , That splendour for this barren vow ? ” Gentle of speech she answered me : " Sir , I was sick with revelry . True , I have scarred the night with sin, A pale and tawdry heroine ; But once I heard a voice that said ' Who lives in sin is like one dead , But follow : thy dark eyes shall see The towns of immortality !' "

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1954 · PDF PAGE 423

Magick Without Tears

…nvocation when you go on the Astral Plane; there find a suitable guide to the proper authority-and so on! And that , dear Sister, for to-night will be exactly and precisely that! Love is the law, love under will. Fraternally , 666

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1899 · PDF PAGE 12

Jephthah and Other Mysteries

xii DEDICATION. That even my song may pierce the iron night, Invoking dawn in thy great name, O Master! Till to the stainless heaven of the soul Even my chariot-wheels on thunder roll. And so, most sacred soul, most reverend head, The silence of deep midnight shall be bound, And with the mighty concourse of the dead That live, that contemplate, my place be found, Even mine, through all the seasons that are shed Like leaves upon the darkness, where the sound Of all high song through calm eternity Shall beat and boom, thine own maternal sea. For …

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1899 · PDF PAGE 204

Jephthah and Other Mysteries

…t was the shadow of some cloudy Thing, That touched my mind a moment, and is past Into the gloomy.kingdom. I may cast The sandals of the night away, and fling My body, like a meteor, far and fast Into the azure, and within the vast Lift up my voice and eloquently sing, Till God delight to hear me at the last, To wed his Love unto my love and me For a new Trinity!

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1901 · PDF PAGE 57

The Mother’s Tragedy

THE FATAL FORCE 43 And worship, seeing justice as a spouse Lean on thine iron hand. For Murder walks by night, and hides her face, But righteous Wrath in the light, and knows his place; For hate of a mother is ill, and the lightning flashes, But foil a harlot’s will, burn the earth to ashes, Cleanse the incestuous sty of a whore’s desire, Scatter the dung to the sky, and burn her with fire! So the avenging master shall cleanse his fate of shame, Set his seal of disaster, a royal seal to his name. [Exeunt. PACHAD. I am not Horus, but I shall be …

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1901 · PDF PAGE 107

The Soul of Osiris

…light Flames from the talisman as if a fawn Glode through the thickets, where the soul, withdrawn From every element, gleams through the night Into that darkness palpable, where They Lurk from the torment of the light of day. Swings the swift sword in paths of vivid blue ; Rings the sharp summons in the halls of fear ; Flames the great lamen ; as a fiery dew Falls the keen chanted music ; fierce and true Beams the bright diamond of the crowning sphere. None may withstand the summons : like dead flame Flares darkness deeper, and demands its name…

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1903 · PDF PAGE 45

The Star and the Garter

… sob and stir Strange pulses of old passionate Imperial ecstacies of fate. Destiny ; manhood; fear; delight; Desire; accomplishment; ere night Dipped her pale plumes to greet the sun She was not ; all is past and done. A dream? I wake from blissful sleep, But is it real? Well, I keep An accidental souvenir Whence thus to chronicle small beer; There is the garter. Launched our boat, The stately pinnace once afloat, 43

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1911 · PDF PAGE 156

The Equinox (Volume I, Number V)

…OX But Ida Pendragon, pale and fragile as rare porcelain, twisted herself and found no peace. Edgar bent over her, as vigilant as on the night of her first ordeal. In the shadow stood a physician ; at the bedside sat a nurse, and in her arms a Child. “ Brother! ” she said faintly, “ the number of the grade is Three, and I have given myself three times. Once to the brute, once to the man—my man! (her hand pressed his, oh! too feebly !) and now—40 God!“ The tears sprang to his eyes. “ It is for you,” she whispered, “ to understand the child.” She …

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1911 · PDF PAGE 156

The Equinox (Volume I, Number VI)

…OX But Ida Pendragon, pale and fragile as rare porcelain, twisted herself and found no peace. Edgar bent over her, as vigilant as on the night of her first ordeal. In the shadow stood a physician ; at the bedside sat a nurse, and in her arms a Child. “ Brother! ” she said faintly, “ the number of the grade is Three, and I have given myself three times. Once to the brute, once to the man—my man! (her hand pressed his, oh! too feebly !) and now—40 God!“ The tears sprang to his eyes. “ It is for you,” she whispered, “ to understand the child.” She …

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