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MYSTERIES: Winged with thought’s sharpest fires, Arrowed with soul’s desires And sped from thunder’s thong; Heaven's gates rock, rage, and quiver, Earth’s walls gape wide and shiver, While Freedom doth deliver Men’s spirits with thy song. Ah, chainless, distant, fleeting, To lands that know no sea, Where ocean’s stormy greeting Fills no man’s heart with glee ; Where lovers die or sever, And death destroys for ever And God bears slavery. Fly thither, so thou leave us That no man’s hand may reave us Of this—that we are free. Free all men that may…
1899 · PDF PAGE 12
…geless love endure as mine, And all his passion round me as a vine. So clinging fibres of desire control My perfect body, and my perfect soul Shot flakes of light toward him, and my eyes, Seeking his face, were made divinely wise. So, solemn, silent, ’mid a merry folk - I bound him by my forehead’s silver yoke, And grew immense about him and within, And so possessed him wholly, without sin. For I had crossed the barrier and knew There was no sin. His lips reluctant grew Ardent at last as recognizing me, And love’s wild tempest sweeps upon his s…
1913 · PDF PAGE 244
…ou hast fashioned In the likeness of a devil. By its purity impassioned I adore Thee, King of Evil! I adore Thee, Lord of Malice, By the soul that Thou hast moulded Lovely as a lily-chalice To the sombre sun unfolded. I adore Thee, Lord of Malice! By its thirst, the cruel craving For things infinite, unheard-of, Dreams devouring and depraving, Songs no God may guess a word of, Songs of crime and songs of craving— By the drear eyes of the devil Bleak and sterile as they glitter I adore Thee, King of Evil, With these lips, as dry and bitter As th…
1913 · PDF PAGE 244
…ou hast fashioned In the likeness of a devil. By its purity impassioned I adore Thee, King of Evil! I adore Thee, Lord of Malice, By the soul that Thou hast moulded Lovely as a lily-chalice To the sombre sun unfolded. I adore Thee, Lord of Malice! By its thirst, the cruel craving For things infinite, unheard-of, Dreams devouring and depraving, Songs no God may guess a word of, Songs of crime and songs of craving— By the drear eyes of the devil Bleak and sterile as they glitter I adore Thee, King of Evil, With these lips, as dry and bitter As th…
1961 · PDF PAGE 25
… thee to arise and extirpate him before he wholly infect thee with the divided Purpose which is the first Breach in that Fortress of the Soul whose Fall should bring it to the shapeless Ruin whose Name is Choronzon! k
1906 · PDF PAGE 87
…nvisible.”’ Venus and Adonis, Nore from this day no possible event. All secrets told, and all desires fulfilled Primitive passion of our soul have killed. .We dwell within a calmer element Perfectly pure and perfectly content. The subtler splendour of our love has stilled Those sombre glories that it never willed, Those giant meanings that it never meant. Fire only is our substance; there we dwell, The Salamandrine with the Salamander. No fuel to crack, no water to make tunes, No air to blow us hither and thither; well ! At our own will through…
1898 · PDF PAGE 16
…r brave the horrid powers, Nor avoid the foreign death, Humbling all our pride before God’s most holy throne, abasing Every man’s strong soul, and facing All the heathen Ammon bore On the angry shore, Trusting to the mercy rare Of Jehovah, than to bare Hearts and bosoms to a friend
1899 · PDF PAGE 148
…geless love endure as mine, And all his passion round me as a vine. So clinging fibres of desire control My perfect body, and my perfect soul Shot flakes of light toward him, and my eyes, Seeking his face, were made divinely wise. So, solemn, silent, ’mid a merry folk - I bound him by my forehead’s silver yoke, And grew immense about him and within, And so possessed him wholly, without sin. For I had crossed the barrier and knew There was no sin. His lips reluctant grew Ardent at last as recognizing me, And love’s wild tempest sweeps upon his s…
1901 · PDF PAGE 87
…our sun-flaming light, Darkness is master of the dream-dominions. Lo! in thy womb a child! How rotten Seems love to me who love it as my soul! The love of thee hath broken its control, The misconceived become the misbegotten. In thee the love of me is broken. Fear, hatred, pain, discomfort mock thy days; Thou canst disdain; these solitary bays Twine with decaying myrtles for a token.
1910 · PDF PAGE 293
…tame! An hurtful joy, a fascinating shame Is this great ache that grips the heart of me. Even as a cancer, so this passion gnaws Away my soul, and will not ease its jaws Till Iam dead. Then let me die! Who knows But that this corpse committed to the earth May be the occasion of some happier birth? Spring’s earliest snowdrop? Summer's latest rose? Il Thou knowest what asp hath fixed its lethal tooth In the white breast that trembled like a flower At thy name whispered. Thou hast marked how hour By hour its poison hath dissolved my youth, 275
1910 · PDF PAGE 293
…tame! An hurtful joy, a fascinating shame Is this great ache that grips the heart of me. Even as a cancer, so this passion gnaws Away my soul, and will not ease its jaws Till Iam dead. Then let me die! Who knows But that this corpse committed to the earth May be the occasion of some happier birth? Spring’s earliest snowdrop? Summer's latest rose? Il Thou knowest what asp hath fixed its lethal tooth In the white breast that trembled like a flower At thy name whispered. Thou hast marked how hour By hour its poison hath dissolved my youth, 275
1910 · PDF PAGE 48
…h the star-stream shod ! Not on your purulence and ichorous itch, O English girl, half baby and half bitch, But on the glorious body and soul of her Of whom I am the Lord and worshipper, The brave gay cleanly maiden whose embrace Flushes with shameless fervour the fair face, Fills the whole leaping heaven with the light Till all the world is drunken with delight. You with your own authentic filth defiled Robbed Keats of life, and Shelley of his child, Corrupted Swinburne to your foul disease, Denied Blake bread — are you fed full on these ? You…
1898 · PDF PAGE 72
…e dawn! ELEAZAR. Let every man depart unto his house. CHORUS. He hath made His face as a fire; His wrath as a sword; He hath smitten our soul’s desire; He is the Lord.
1899 · PDF PAGE 24
…eir branches mournfully. Mans days are dim, his deeds are dust, His span is but a little space, He lusts to live, he lives to lust, His soul is barren of love or trust, His heart is hopeless, seeing he must Perish, and leave no trace ; With impious rage he mocks the bounds Of earth, albeit so wholly base ; His ears are dead to subtle sounds, His eyes are blind, for Zeus confounds His vain irreverence, and astounds High Heaven with wrathful face.
1902 · PDF PAGE 131
… " Good." You see God slips you, He the Undefinable ! Not good ! Not wise! Not anything at all That heart can grasp, or reason frame, or soul Shadow the sense of ! Elizabeth. He is far too great ! I see ! Tannhauser. Not great ! The consciousness of man Their many generations moulded so To fix in definite ideas, and clothe Their Maker in the rags. If skies are vast, So gems are tiny : who shall choose between ? Who reads the riddle of the Universe ? All words ! Thus, from his rock-wrought peeking-poiiit Out speers the hermit. " See, the sun is …
1905 · PDF PAGE 48
THE BLOOD-LOTUS 43 Jesus would lure me : from His side the gleaming torrent of the spear Withdraws, my soul with joy and fear waits for sweet blood to pour its tide Of warm delight—in vain ! so cold, so watery, so slack it flows, It leaves me moveless as a rose, albeit her flakes are manifold. He hath no scent to drive men mad ; no mystic fragrance from his skin Sheds a loose hint of subtle sin such as the queen Faustina had. Thou drawest me. Thy golden lips are carven Cleopatra wise. Large, full, and moist, within them lies the silver rampart,…
1905 · PDF PAGE 97
…Sounds at its edge ; on such a strand of tears I linger through the long forgetful years, My sin for mother, and my woe for mate. I am a soul lost utterly—forbear ! I am unworthy both of tear and prayer. The mystic slumber of my sense forlorn Stirs only now and then ; some deeper pang Reminds despair there is a sharper fang, Reminds my night of a tempestuous morn. For I am lost and lonely : in the skies I see no hope of any sun or star ; On earth there blooms no rose, no nenuphar ; No cross is set for hope of sacrifice. I cannot sleep, I cannot…
1905 · PDF PAGE 141
…The play of Argonautae 1s shadowed before them by Orpheus’ malice might.) So faded all the dream : so stole Some fearful fondness in her soul; Even as a cloud thrilled sharply through With lightning’s temper keen and true, Splitting the ether: so again Grew on me the ecstatic pain, Seeing her tremble in mid-air, No flower so exquisitely fair Shakes out its petals at the dawn ; No breath so beautiful is drawn 142
1909 · PDF PAGE 416
…RKABLE TREATISE ON THE MYSTIC PATH EVER WRITTEN ~ Contains an Batroduction and Four Essays ; the first an account of the progress of the soul to perfect illumination, under the guise of a charming fairy tale ; © The second, an' Essay on Truth, under the guise of a Christmas pantomime ; The third, an Essay on Magical Ethics, under the guise of the. story of a Chinese philosopher ; The fourth, a Treatise on many Magical Subjects of the profoundest importance, under the guise of a symposium, interspersed with beautiful lyrics. Noserious student ca…
1909 · PDF PAGE 416
…RKABLE TREATISE ON THE MYSTIC PATH EVER WRITTEN ~ Contains an Batroduction and Four Essays ; the first an account of the progress of the soul to perfect illumination, under the guise of a charming fairy tale ; © The second, an' Essay on Truth, under the guise of a Christmas pantomime ; The third, an Essay on Magical Ethics, under the guise of the. story of a Chinese philosopher ; The fourth, a Treatise on many Magical Subjects of the profoundest importance, under the guise of a symposium, interspersed with beautiful lyrics. Noserious student ca…