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Page 53 of 1591961 · PDF PAGE 73
…a Violation of Nature to adjust them skewwise. Thus, albeit thou hast found thy Self, and knowest Thy Self immortal and immutable beyond Time and Space, free of Causality, so thoroughly that even thy Mind partaketh constantly thereof, thou hast in no wise altered the Relations of thy Body with its Syndromics in the World whereof it is a Part. Wouldst thou lengthen the Life of thy Body? Then accommodate thou the Conditions of thy Body to its Environment by giving it Light, Air, Food, and Exercise as its Nature requireth. So also, mutatis mutandi…
1929 · PDF PAGE 119
…n if he felt it, without giving outrageous offence for which he could produce no excuse. His common decency is concerned and at the same time a strong appeal made to his interests. He produces the goods --- and hears no more of the matter. I could give the details of half a hundred schemes of this sort. Their ingenuity extorts my intellectual admiration, and yet there is always a fundamental flaw that, in the hands of such men, a million melts more quickly than a thousand would with anyone else. In every swell bar and hotel one can see plenty s…
1905 · PDF PAGE 76
…moonlight dips And laughs, seeing how young buds catch life from these Child-kisses on the stem. The leaves laugh low, and frosty-footed Time Shoulders a lighter burden ; in the dale Some distant notes of lovely music climb, Thrown from the golden-throated nightingale, Pale sobs of love and life With death and fear at strife, Fiercely beset and hardly conquering, When spring’s bright eyes at last Flash through the sullen past, And tune its pain to tears, its peace to sing. The earth’s lips cling To the child’s bosom, and low smiles revive ; Lov…
1905 · PDF PAGE 97
…s, the flowers, The many-fruited bowers, The lustred lilies and arboreal scent And fresh young element Of blood in every osseous vein of time, New senses more sublime! Should it not be that the ill days are past And my soul lost at last, Lost in thy bosom who art mother of all Ere the first was, to fall After the end. And then, O soul endued (In this my solitude) With all the thousand elements of life, Shall I not call thee wife ? O Muse long wooed! Long called to in the forest, on the mountain, Reached after in the fountain, Grasped in the slu…
1905 · PDF PAGE 15
…have seen the eternal Gods Sit, star-wed, in old Egypt by the Nile ; The same calm pose, the inscrutable, wan smile, On every lip alike. Time hath not had his will to strike At them ; they abide, they pass through all. Though their most ancient names may fall, They stir not nor are weary of Life, for with them, even as with us, Life is but Love. They know, we know ; let, then, the writing go ! That, in the very truth, we do not know. It may be in the centuries of our life Since we were man and wife There stirs some incarnation of that love. Som…
1929 · PDF PAGE 150
150 In course of time I arrived at Madras, which is sleepy, sticky and provincial. On one of my steamship journeys I had met a delightful man named harry Lambe, who had invited me to come and stay with him in Calcutta. It fitted in ideally and I booked my passage by the steamer Dupleix. It would have been more natural to go by train; but part of my plan in wandering about the world was to put myself in unpleasant situations on purpose, provided that they were new. This small French boat offered an adventure. A storm was raging; the Dupleix was …
1902 · PDF PAGE 142
…row of all things. For if I die, it is not Tannhaiiser, Rather a spark of the supreme white light That dwelt and flickered in him in old time ; That Light, I say, that hides its flame awhile To shine more fully —to redeem the world ' I say, then, " I " ; and yet it is not " I " Distinct, but " I " incorporate in All. I am, the Resurrection and the Life ! The Work is finished, and the Night rolled back ! I am the Rising Sun of Life and Light, The Glory of the Shining of the Dawn ! I am Osiris ! I the Lord of Life Triumphant over death. — O Sorro…
1903 · PDF PAGE 22
writing round her, perfectly conscious all the time of the shame of it all, and filled with an eternal inner laughter. We have heard what a woman he married in the end. Our poet is one of the most annoying in the world. His fiftieth day is an outrage on mankind in its sudden and hideous close. He himself feels it, and writes the two following sonnets to discuss (and so to modify) the hateful impression. But through pig-headedness, or in very despair, he leaves the detestable fact standing, the very instant after the lovers part, as ugly and mea…
1905 · PDF PAGE 60
…artist finishes By memory that does not go. Behind the rocks a bitch unquietly gazed on Ourselves with eye of wrathful woe, Watching her time to return unto the skeleton For tit-bits that she had let go. Yet you are like to it, this dung, this carrion, To this infection doubly dire, Star of my eyes that are, and still my nature’s sun, You, O my angel ! You, my own desire ! Yes ! such will you be, queen, in graces that surpass, Once the last sacraments are said ; When you depart beneath wide-spreading blooms and grass To rot amid the bones of ma…
1929 · PDF PAGE 46
few simple and comprehensive propositions stated in very general terms I might expend a life-time in exploring the details of one plane, just as an explorer might give his life to one corner of Africa, or a chemist to one subgroup of compounds. Each surh detailed piece of work may be very valuable, but it does not as a rule throw light on the main principles of the universe. Its truth is the truth of one angle. It might even lead to error, if some inferior person were to generalize from too few facts. Imagine an inhabitant of Mars who wished to…
1905 · PDF PAGE 60
…ight Half hides the ivory throne, Lay in my arms the livelong night To call my soul her own. The Christ’s cold lips my lips did taste On Time’s disastrous tide ; His bruiséd arms my soul embraced, My soul twice crucified ; And always then the thin blood raced From out the stricken side. The incense fumes, the chant is low, Perfume around is shed ; I am as one of Them who know The secrets of the dead : The sorrows that walk to and fro, The love that hides his head. O living Head ! whose thorns are keen To bruise and pierce and slay ; O Christ ! …
1913 · PDF PAGE 4
…dre du Temple, the continuation of the Knights Templars in Paris. This body claims an uninterrupted succession of Grand Masters from the time of Jacques de Molay, who, it is said, invested as Grand Master Marc Larmenius in 1307, when the Order was first impugned, before he himself perished at the stake. Later, Admiral Sir Sidney Smith, and several scions of the French Royal Family, were Grand Masters. It was a time of much activity, a Masonic Renaissance, in which the Very Illustrious Brother John Yarker played an important röle, and many other …
1901 · PDF PAGE 132
…quicken in my heart Mastery of night-fear and the day-flung dart. Yea ! from the limit of the fallen day, And barren ocean of ungathered Time, Bring Night, and bring Eternity, and stay With white wings pointing where tired feet may climb : Even the pathway where shed blood ran deep To build red roses in the land of Sleep. O guardian of the pallid hours of night ! O tireless watcher of the smitten noon ! O sworded with the majesty of light, O girded with the glory of the moon ! Angel of absolute splendour ! Link of mine Old weary spirit with the…
1903 · PDF PAGE 16
…rds, the blow goes home either way. [Looks at her with keen fierce eyes.] Ah ! Maurya. [4 little frightened.| Come, O my brother ! It is time to go. | Criospa. No! leave me. It is but an hour. [Maurya smiles ; leaves her hand a little in his, and so passes out slowly through the open door with her eyes fixed in love and trust on
1904 · PDF PAGE 29
…his is virtue mixed, A bubbling draught that soon lies still and flat ; While my great lust runs deep and dark, nor changes For all that time can do. What of this boy ? I knew his father ; the man feared me well For all his open laugher ; would he were Alive ! I dream one torture writhed about His heart he’ll miss in hell. I hated him. This boy of his I saw but yesterday Ride barehead by me like a madman would, Is strong and well-set — aye ! desirable. I would be better of his virgin lips : — She puts her lips against the mirror. (Nay, you are …
1910 · PDF PAGE 46
…ut and hires a boy. Your titles — oh ! how proud you are to wear them ? — What about “ homo quatuor literarum ? ” The puissant all their time to vice devote ; The impotent (contented) pay to gloat. The strumpet’s carwheels splash the starving maiden In Piccadilly, deadlier than Aden. “ England expects a man to do his duty. ” He calls truth lies, and sneers at youth and beauty, Pays cash for love and fancies he has won it — Duty means church, where he thanks God he’s done it ! Morley’s Hotel is the one stance to see Our Nelson from ! — Oh God ! …
1961 · PDF PAGE 32
…that of the Ego and the non-Ego. But be thou well grounded in this Thesis corollary, that one or two such Marriages do but destroy for a Time the Exacerbation of any Complex; to deracinate such is a Work of long Habit and deep Search in Darkness for the Germ thereof. But this once accomplished, that particular Complex is destroyed, or sublimated for ever. l
1905 · PDF PAGE 119
…of my mind and heart! How can one hour dissolve a year’s delight ? One arrow striking the full eagle-flight Drop him so swift, giving no time to die, No dusk to herald and delay the night? A serpent stung her sleeping: if the abyss ‘Know any cell more dolorous than this, Were there a sharper tooth to destiny Than this that strikes me in the dead girl’s kiss :— O if aught bitterer could be, could know, If nine-fold Styx could gather in its flow Cocytus, Phlegethon, and Acheron, All mixed to one full flood of hate and woe: And poisoned by all ven…
1905 · PDF PAGE 144
…words fresh flowers that distil Uttermost fragrance in the mind and will, The unsuspected blossom! Whatis the change—new birth of spring-time kisses Alonein all these water-wildernesses ? What change? what loveliness ! Comes this to all? I heard my sisters crying No tale like this—O! were I only lying Asleep amid the ferns, my soul would weep Over and over in its endless sleep; ‘Yes, love!” and “yes!” and “yes!” So by some spell divinely drawn She came to me across the dawn, With open arms to me; and sobbed “Yes, love!” and “ Yes, love!” O how …
1954 · PDF PAGE 6
… 163 23 Improvising a Temple 167 24 Necromancy and Spiritism 178 25 Fascinations, Invisibility, Levitation, 184 Transmutations, Kinks in Time 26 Mental Processes-Two Only Are Possible 194