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Page 58 of 1121961 · PDF PAGE 133
… Dealing of God with thy Soul. Yea, and more also, it is a necessary Rubric in this Ritual of Perfection. Turn not therefore away thine Eyes, for that they are too pure to behold Evil; but look upon Evil with Joy, comprehending it in he Fervour of this Light that I have enkindled in thy Mind. Learn also that every Thing soever is Evil, if thou consider it as apart, static and in Division; and thus in a Degree must thou apprehend the Mystery of Change, for it is by Virtue of Change that this Truth of Beauty and Holiness is made steadfast in the…
1901 · PDF PAGE 108
96 THE SOUL OF OSIRIS. Mine eyes peer deeper in the quivering gloom— What horrors crowd upon the aching sight ! Behold ! the phantom ! Icy as the tomb, His head of writhing scorpions in the womb Of deadlier terrors : how a charnel-light Gleams on his beetle frame ! What poison drips Of slime and blood from his disastrous lips ! What oceans of decaying water steam For his vast essence ! And a voice rolls forth With miserable fury from that stream Of horror : “ Thou hast called me by the beam Of glory, by the devastating wrath Of thine accurséd g…
1911 · PDF PAGE 189
…ler in Eternity? MATER CCELI. Shabbathai. [MAGISTER TEMPLI 6011165 down to hell—broth and recites “ The Eye: of Phemoh.”] Dead Pharaoh’s eyes from out the tomb Burned like twin planets ruby-red. Enswathed, enthroned, the halls of gloom Echo the agony of the dead. Silent and stark the Pharaoh sate: No breath went whispering, hushed or scared. Only that red incarnate hate Through pylon after pylon flared. * Kuyawiak: Wieniawski.
1911 · PDF PAGE 189
…ler in Eternity? MATER CCELI. Shabbathai. [MAGISTER TEMPLI 6011165 down to hell—broth and recites “ The Eye: of Phemoh.”] Dead Pharaoh’s eyes from out the tomb Burned like twin planets ruby-red. Enswathed, enthroned, the halls of gloom Echo the agony of the dead. Silent and stark the Pharaoh sate: No breath went whispering, hushed or scared. Only that red incarnate hate Through pylon after pylon flared. * Kuyawiak: Wieniawski.
1922 · PDF PAGE 166
…f blood aflame and a-quiver With poison secret and sour— With a sudden twitch at the last — Like certain jagged daggers. (With bloodshot eyes dull-glassed The screaming Malay staggers Through his village aghast). So blood wrenches its pain Sardonic through heart and brain. Every separate nerve Awake and alert, on a curve Whose asymptote’s name is “ In a hyperbolic “ for ever!” A bitten and burning snake Striking its venom within it, As if it might serve to slake The pain for the tithe of a minute. never ” Awake, for ever awake! Awake as. one ne…
1926 · PDF PAGE 12
… on the wings, and arouse the coiled splendour within you: come unto me! 62. At all my meetings with you shall the priestess say—and her eyes shall burn with desire as she stands bare and rejoicing in my secret temple—To me! To me! calling forth the flame of the hearts of all in her love-chant. 63. Sing the rapturous love-song unto me! Burn to me perfumes! Wear to me jewels! Drink to me, for I love you! I love you! 64. I am the blue-lidded daughter of Sun- set; I am the naked brilliance of the voluptuous night-sky. 65. To me! To me! 66. The Mani…
1905 · PDF PAGE 202
…think of the hundreds of women I have loved from time to time, White throats and living bosoms where a kiss might creep or climb, Smooth eyes and trembling fingers, faint lips or murderous hair, All tunes of love’s own music, most various and rare ; When I look back on life, as a mariner on the deep Sees, tranced, the white wake foaming, fancies the nereids weep ; As, on @ mountain summit in the thunders and the snow, I look to the shimmering valley and weep: I loved you so! For a moment cease the winds of God upon the reverent head ; I lose th…
1905 · PDF PAGE 236
…uel sense, Two kissing breaths of agony and pleasure, Mixed, crowned, divided. beyond age or measure, Time, thought, or being! Now thine eyes awake, Droop at my kisses ; the Jong lashes slake Their sleek and silky thirst in tears of light! Thine eyes! They burn me, even me! They smite Me who am scatheless, and a flame of fire. See, in our sorrow and intense desire All worlds are caught and sealed! The stars are taken In love’s weak web, and gathered up, and shaken ! Our word is mighty on the magic moon! The sun resurges to our triple tune! (See…
1919 · PDF PAGE 175
A MASTER OF THE TEMPLE Eyes half closed, fixed on nose. Shut them about the middle of the meditation and turned them to Ajna. Very few invading thoughts. Presently all became brilliant light, with which I became identified. Realization of Oneness. No doubt remained that this was indeed the Union with the Higher Self. Then again arose the question “What about the Others when this state subsides again?” Then it seemed that a voice spoke clearly to the brain, saying: “Truly when united so thou art one with the Holy Guardian Angel that speaks unto …
1909 · PDF PAGE 197
…wer of night. Kindlier than the moon, her body glowed with more than harvest gold. Fierier than the portent of a double Venus, her green eyes shot forth utmost flames. From the golden chalice of love arose a perfume terrible and beau- tiful, a perfume strong and deadly to overcome the subtler fragrance of her whole being with its dominant, unshamed appeal. She lay with arms outstretched, as if awaiting the visita- tion of some god. Some ghastly god, for sure? For where she lay, the gilded lily with geranium lips, was, as it were, a flower of ni…
1909 · PDF PAGE 197
…wer of night. Kindlier than the moon, her body glowed with more than harvest gold. Fierier than the portent of a double Venus, her green eyes shot forth utmost flames. From the golden chalice of love arose a perfume terrible and beau- tiful, a perfume strong and deadly to overcome the subtler fragrance of her whole being with its dominant, unshamed appeal. She lay with arms outstretched, as if awaiting the visita- tion of some god. Some ghastly god, for sure? For where she lay, the gilded lily with geranium lips, was, as it were, a flower of ni…
1912 · PDF PAGE 68
…n thousand sequins, such are Fates calentures. MORTADELLO. This is the old tale. GABRIELE. So I sneered. He looked me hard Between the eyes, and in his beard his malice jarred. Heres a doubloon : you promise me seven more to- morrow ? Back in my pouch I slap it. See ? MORTADELLO. You could not borrow Upon the credit of the State ? GABRIELE. Not one doubloon. MORTADELLO. Why, this is treason ! GABRIELE. That or Fate. MORTADELLO. Knave or buffoon, Ill tan his hide. Dye think he lends to the Princess ? GABRIELE. How can I say ? She has goo…
1905 · PDF PAGE 48
… but these wastes intolerably vast, Like glowing copper raging for the heat, Stretch and stretch on and leave me all achast Straining my eyes in horror and defeat Toward the long vista seen where rescue seems to greet, The vessel fills with brackish foam. I drink, Drink to the end, and stagger on alone Without a staff to hold me ifI sink In the hot quaymires of untrusty stone. Foodlessand beastless, so despairing grown, I know not, care not, only trust that soon The sun’s dominion may be overthrown, And o’er the wilderness appear the moon With …
1905 · PDF PAGE 90
JEPHTHAH 83 CHORUS. Fair as the dawn is the maiden wise ; Pale as the poppies by still white water ! Sunlight burns in her pure deep eyes ; Love lights the tresses of Jephthah’s daughter. Kissing rays of the moon have caught her, Rays of the moon that sleeps and sighs, JARED [aszde]. In our disgrace, behold! our vengeance strikes. I am inspired with so profound a hate— He shall not triumph: in the very hour When his o’ermastering forehead tops the sky I strike him to the earth. I need not move. Silence—no more—and all accomplishes. Leviathan, h…
1898 · PDF PAGE 11
… me her evil head ; I bent like sin above her face That dying she might kiss me dead. I whispered Jezebel ! She turned, And her deep eyes with hatred burned. Ah ! prophet, come to mock at me And gloat on mine exceeding pain ? Nay, but to give my soul to thee, And have thee spit at me again ! She smiledI know she smiledshe sighed, Bit my lips through, and drank, and died !
1899 · PDF PAGE 115
…eling a strong compulsion on my soul To go some whither.” And the dreams were one (We somehow knew), and, looking such a kiss As lovers’ eyes can interchange, our lips Met in the mute agreement to obey. So, girding on our raiment, as to pass Some whither of long doubtful journeying, We went forth blindly to the horrible Damp darkness of the pines above. And there Strange beasts crossed path of ours, such beasts as earth Bears not, distorted, tortured, loathable, Mouthing with hateful lips some recent blood, Or snarling at our feet. But these at…
1909 · PDF PAGE 19
… the abyss Such as I see (when cunning can surprise Our Argus foe and give us leave to kiss: Within your deep, your damned, your darling eyes. Ay! to the Sabbath where the crowned worm Exults, with twisted yard and slime-cold sperm.
1907 · PDF PAGE 195
LIBER TERTIUS VEL LABORIS 189 n amorous play, the ancient saws of eld And wisdom mystical From bearded lips must fall, Old eyes behold what young eyes ne’er beheld : Namely, the things beyond the triple veil Of space and time and cause, eternal woof Of misery overproof : And aged thoughts assail The younger hopes, and passion stands aloof, And silence takes possession, and the tale Of earth is told and done. Then from the Sire of all the Gods, from War And Love and Wisdom and the eternal Sun Worship is torn afar : While unto Thee, O Hades, turn…
1905 · PDF PAGE 46
…ad: ‘* Now the last time I turn and go to her.”’ The violet smiled at him; his fingers fair Plucked the sweet blossom to his breast; his eyes. Mused like delight, and like desire were wise. There was a maiden like the sun, to whom [lis footsteps turned amid the myriad bloom Of flowers and leafy pathways of the wood, Where, in a dell of roses white, she stood. He came to her and looked so dear and deep Into her eyes, the wells and woods of sleep, And took the violet from his breast, and stood A glad young god within the golden wood. He kissed th…
1905 · PDF PAGE 248
…ng thou shalt be A sensible corpse, a walking sepulchre. Come, come, Apollyon! Come, my Aggereth !} Belial, cheat his ears and blind his eyes ! Come, all ye tribes of serpents and foul fish ! Beetle and worm, I have a feast for you ! TANNHAUSER. The palace staggers. I can hardly see— Only these writhing horrors.” I am blind! VENUS. Ha! My true knight! I ask thee once again, Once more invoke the epithets of love, Suspend my powers—constrain thee on my knees For thine old kisses. See, I am all thine! All thine the splendid body, and the shape Of …