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Page 54 of 1541901 · PDF PAGE 43
… 31 I, whose strong arms enfold her Immaculate surrender. Pure as the dawns that quicken On snow-topped mountains stricken By first gray light that grows, By beams that gather, thicken, A web of fairy ticken, To make a fairy rose : Pure as the seas that lave With phosphorescent wave The sombre architrave Of Castle No-man-knows. Pure as the dreams, undreamt (That men have in contempt, That wise men yearn to see), Of angel forms exempt From mockeries that tempt Who fly about the lea ; Proclaiming things unheard, Unknown to brightest bird, Things,…
1910 · PDF PAGE 38
…ps triumphantly home From the bed of the violate day, In the furious waves of the sea, wild world of tem- pestuous night, Our song is as light ! In the tumult of manifold fire, Multitudinous mutable feet That dance to an infinite lyre On the heart of the world as they beat, In the flowers of the bride of the flame, in the war- rior Lord of the Fire, There burns our desire !
1911 · PDF PAGE 12
…u art the bird within the bower, And Thou the honey in the flower ! Thou art the moon in Egypt’s night ; The shade from Afric’s blasting light ! In all the world of ill we bow To the one good, and that is Thou. For blazing in Thy blessed womb Glitters the CHRIST, a star of doom To cast the stars of evil kings Into the blind abyss of things. Hail, Mary, hail ! Thou didst conceive The Holy Child whom we believe. Draw Thou our loyal spirits hence In rapture and in reverence ! Still be the beatific balm To heal, to comfort, and to calm ! Still make…
1911 · PDF PAGE 88
…ng.] In the well Where I dwell, It is cool, it is dusk; But the truth Of my youth Is a palace of musk. Truth comes bubbling to my brim ; Light and night are one to Himl In the dark You may mark The slow ooze of my springs, But you know Not the glow Where the soul of me sings. Truth comes bubbling to my brim ; Life and death are one to Him! There is cold In the old Grey gloom of my caves; There is heat In the beat Of my passionate waves. Truth comes bubbling to my brim ; Love and hate are one to Him. [They dance and return to the well. R. and L.…
1911 · PDF PAGE 88
…ng.] In the well Where I dwell, It is cool, it is dusk; But the truth Of my youth Is a palace of musk. Truth comes bubbling to my brim ; Light and night are one to Himl In the dark You may mark The slow ooze of my springs, But you know Not the glow Where the soul of me sings. Truth comes bubbling to my brim ; Life and death are one to Him! There is cold In the old Grey gloom of my caves; There is heat In the beat Of my passionate waves. Truth comes bubbling to my brim ; Love and hate are one to Him. [They dance and return to the well. R. and L.…
1913 · PDF PAGE 79
…hone from Mary 's maiden face . That star of resurrection Still stands above the night ; Its portent of perfection Shall bring us all to light ; And by the peace of Mary 's prayers Our rapture stands , exceeding theirs .
1922 · PDF PAGE 11
…lso a story of hope and of beauty. It reveals with startling clearness the abyss on which our civilisation trembles. . But the self-same Light illuminates the path of humanity : it is our own fault if we go over the brink. This story is also true not only of one kind of human weakness, but (by analogy) of all kinds; and for all alike there is but one way of salvation. As Glanvil says: Man is not subjected to the angels, nor even unto death utterly, save through the weak- ness of his own feeble will. Do what thou wilt shall be the whole of the L…
1906 · PDF PAGE 46
…on ecstasy, and sleep Where the thin tongues of glory leap Up from the brazen hold And far majestic keep Of Djinn, the Lord of elemental light. But he beheld some sight Beyond that city’s joy: his gentle word The old king gently heard. (This king was Zohra’s father) ‘‘ Lord and king Of love’s own city, give me leave to wing A fervid flight to yonder hills of night. Not that my soul is weary of the light And lordship of thy presence; but in tender dream I saw myself on the still stream Where the lake goes toward the mountain wall. These little l…
1910 · PDF PAGE 183
…the Dhyanic Consciousness. The Disk grew golden: rose clear of all its clouds, flinging great fleecy cumuli of rose and gold, fiery with light, into the aethyr of space. Hollow it seemed and rayless as the Sun in Sagittarius, yet incomparably brighter: but rising clear of cloud, it began to revolve, to coruscate, to throw off streamers of jetted fire! [This from a hill-top I beheld, dark as of a dying world. Covered with black decayed wet peaty wood, a few pines stood stricken, unutterably alone.*] But behind the glory of its coruscations seeme…
1910 · PDF PAGE 183
…the Dhyanic Consciousness. The Disk grew golden: rose clear of all its clouds, flinging great fleecy cumuli of rose and gold, fiery with light, into the aethyr of space. Hollow it seemed and rayless as the Sun in Sagittarius, yet incomparably brighter: but rising clear of cloud, it began to revolve, to coruscate, to throw off streamers of jetted fire! [This from a hill-top I beheld, dark as of a dying world. Covered with black decayed wet peaty wood, a few pines stood stricken, unutterably alone.*] But behind the glory of its coruscations seeme…
1944 · PDF PAGE 119
easily and with Delight to the Perfection of Truth, it is no Odds from what Thought thou makest the first Leap in thy Meditation, so that thou mayst know how every Road endeth in Monsalvat and the Temple of the Sangraal. SEQUITUR DE HAC RE I believe generally, on Ground both of Theory and Experience, so little as I have, that a Man must first be Initiate, and established in Our Law, before he may use this Method. For in it is an Implication of our Secret Enlightenment, concerning the Universe, how its Nature is ut‐ terly Perfection. Now every T…
1944 · PDF PAGE 105
…is the waning moon, the moon of witchcraft and abominable deeds. She is the poi‐ soned darkness which is the condition of the rebirth of light. This path is guarded by Tabu. She is uncleanliness and sorcery. Upon the hills are the black towers of nameless mystery, of horror and of fear. All prejudice, all superstition, dead tradition ‐ and ancestral loathing, all combine to darken her face before the eyes of men. It needs unconquerable courage to begin to tread this path. Here is a weird, deceptive life. The fiery sense is baulked. The moon has…
1910 · PDF PAGE 452
…uch a wonder hath been heard Since Christ our God’s sweet sacrifice. “Now, by the glad blood of our Lord!” Quoth Palamede, “ my heart is light. I am the chosen harpsichord Whereon God playeth ; the perfect knight,
1910 · PDF PAGE 452
…uch a wonder hath been heard Since Christ our God’s sweet sacrifice. “Now, by the glad blood of our Lord!” Quoth Palamede, “ my heart is light. I am the chosen harpsichord Whereon God playeth ; the perfect knight,
1910 · PDF PAGE 93
… That thou partake Of — this ! So do the goat and snake Dance on the pavement of sapphire To the sound of the wind-haunted lyre. And the light of a lewd understanding Shines in them, and they lick their lips, and spill Slaver of the stars ! Hail, king ! With Him fulfil The sacrament of earth Imperiously commanding That leaps again to birth At the divided flood
1910 · PDF PAGE 109
…And the faint fires that danced Before the sunset like a vivid crown Of blood upon thine head, (O thou severe And strong, my lover, my delight !) Have all died down ; And in the darkness, clear As the dawn’s transient light Are thy lips, live at last ; Thine eyes, aflame at the red holocaust Of me thou gloatest over. See, I draw close, (O vital, murder-loving lover !) And all my being flows In a flood to my lips, and I kiss kiss kiss Madly, madly kiss, Out of rhythm, out of rime, Out of space, sense, time, Thy mouth — and I am thine : Sealed, s…
1912 · PDF PAGE 34
…s might And courage vain. Yet ardours pour Through every artery. The knight Scales the Himalaya’s frozen sides, Crowned with illimitable light, And there in constant war abides, Smiting the spangles of the snow ; Smiting until the vernal tides Of earth leap high ; the steady flow Of sunlight splits the icy walls : They slide, they hurl the knight below. Sir Palamede the mighty falls Into an hollow where there dwelt A bearded crew of monachals Asleep in various visions spelt By mystic symbols unto men. But when a foreigner they smelt They drive …
1913 · PDF PAGE 227
…or eighteenpence " I think — and then I wonder why I thought of that . Perhaps I try To listen , and I watch the flies Dancing about the light , till eyes Grow dazed and numb . . . Then suddenly The music grips me , thrills to me With little shudders up my flesh , Like sunsparks where the wind is fresh , That scatter out across a lake , When day is new and just awake . 208
1919 · PDF PAGE 58
…and joyous, by night and day, to do your will; for “There is no law beyond Do what thou wilt.” Lift yourselves up! Walk forth with us in Light and Life and Love and Liberty, taking our pleasure as Kings and Queens in Heaven and on Earth. The sun is arisen; the spectre of the ages has been put to flight. “The word of Sin is Restriction,” or as it has been otherwise said on this text: That is Sin, to hold thine holy spirit in! Go on, go on in thy might; and let no man make thee afraid. Love is the law, love under will. 52
1954 · PDF PAGE 420
…usly, and even when his work pre-empts his attention, is an eternal fountain of pure joy springing, a crystal fragrance of reverberating light from the most inmost caverns of the Heart. It secretly informs one's dullest thought with sparkling wine, radiant in the Aethyr-see well! the least excuse, since it is always there, and champing at its bit, to turn the dreary cart-horse drudge into proud Pegasus himself! This is where I want to have you, with us who are come thus far, in a state utterly detached from the Ego, so that you appear the plain…