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…n, Mingling in lonely night and darksome wood The foam of pleasure and the tears of pain. O virgins, demons, monsters, O martyrs ! Great souls contemptuous of reality ! Seekers for the Infinite, satyrs, worshippers, Now mad with cries, now torn with agony ! You whom my soul has followed to your hell, Poor sisters, more beloved than wept by me, For your fierce woes, your lusts insatiable, And the urns of love that fill the hearts of ye !
1905 · PDF PAGE 112
…liness of love Reigns ; and so fallen from the heights above Immeasurable, the influence unseen Of music and of spiritual fire, That the soul sleeps, forgotten of desire, Only remembering its God-like birth Reflected in the deity of earth, Becometh even as God. The pensive period Of night and day beats like a waving fan No more, no more : the years, Reft of their joys and fears, Pass like pale faces, leave the life of man Untroubled of their destines, Leave him forgotten of life and time, immortal, calm and wise. Only the ceaseless surf on cora…
1910 · PDF PAGE 42
…isaster Fall from the Archers bitter kiss Fast to their mute abyss. The pale sweet blooms of lotus burn ; The scent of spring is in the soul ; Mens spirits to the loftiest turns ; Light is extended and made whole. The waters of the whispering Nile Lisp of their loves a little while, Then break, like songsters, into sighing, Because the lazy days are dying ; And swift and tawny streams must rise Worlds world to fertilise
1912 · PDF PAGE 28
…re stainless nowall day were overcast. ORLANDO. Fair Magdalena ! Twinned the moons are ? MAGDALENA. And my face ? ORLANDO. How should a soul that sinned behold the utmost grace ? MAGDALENA. Fierce as this windless night my daylong hunger burns.
1928 · PDF PAGE 58
…a per- fumed kerchief to wave memories in the air! If thou couldst know all that I see, all that I feel, all that I hear in thy hair! my soul goes journeying upon the wings of perfume like that of other men upon the wings of music. Thy hair contains a world of dream, full of sails and masts; it holds great seas whose winds bear me to charming climates, where space is bluer and deeper, where the atmos- phere is scented with fruit, with leaves, and with the skin of man. In the ocean of thy man I see a harbour, bust as an ant-heap with melancholy …
1928 · PDF PAGE 174
…DOGS I HAVE never blushed, even in the presence of the young writers of my age, for my admira- tion for Buffon. But to-day it is not the soul of this painter of the stately side of Nature that I wish to call to my aid. Much more readily would I address myself to Sterne, and say to him, Descend from Heaven or rise towards me from the Elysian Fields to inspire me with a song in favour of good dogs, of poor dogs, which shall be worthy of thee, sentimental jester, incomparable jester. Come back astride that famous ass which ever accompanies thee i…
1930 · PDF PAGE 17
Liber LXXXIV. Vel Chanokh. A brief abstraction of the Symbolic représentation of the Universe derived by Dr. John Dee through the Scrying of Sir Edward Kelly. Part-published in Equinox VII, p. 229 & VIII, p. 99. Liber XC. Tzaddi vel Hamus Hermeticus. An account of Initiation, and an indication as to those who are suitable for the same. Equinox VI, p. 17. Liber XCV. The Wake-World. A poetical allegory of the relations of the soûl and the Holy Guardian Angel. Konx Om Pax, p. 1. Liber XCVI. Liber Gaias. A Handbook of Geomancy. Equinox II, p. 137. …
1929 · PDF PAGE 15
… unique. But perhaps you do not understand what is at the root of that passion. I will tell you. You have an inexpressible hunger of the soul; you despise earth and its delusions; and you aspire unconsciously to at higher life than anything this planet can offer. "I will tell you something that may convince you of my right to speak. You were born on October the eleventh; so Brother Cyril told me. But he did not tell me the hour; you never told him; it was a little before sunrise." Lisa was taken aback; the mystic had guessed right. "The Order t…
1898 · PDF PAGE 132
126 ² Åü¿Â Yon horrid panther snarls. His eye inspires Fresh torments, to invade my soul with fires Too angry to assuage, and in its glass I see myself. I hate myself, alas ! More than all these. I cannot rid me of Myself, my hates, my tortures, or my love ; My golden-haired Greek goddess, who divines In me a god, who cannot read the lines Of anguish on my forehead, neither scent The poison of breast, blood, and excrement ! I gnash my teeth in impotent despair That I may never hold her heavenly hair Again, nor bite her lips, as once my tee…
1902 · PDF PAGE 143
…come At last a Christ upon the waiting world. Redeem it to more purpose than the last ! So fills his sorrow, and Her sympathy, My common soul, that I am fain to fall Upon my face, and cry aloud to God : " O Thou, Sole Wise, Sole Pure, Sole Merciful, Who hast thus shewn Thy mystery to man : Grant that his coming may be very soon ! " See, the sobs shake me like a little child. The moon is crescent, waxing in the West. Take the last kiss, dear. What is the strange song ? [ The great Goddess ariseth, weeping for the slain Osiris Tannkduser. Isis. I…
1905 · PDF PAGE 17
One soul with all spirits drawn nigher From invisible worlds to the lyre ;— They throng me and silently press The strings as I need them, and quicken my fingers and loosen my tongue! And thou, O supreme, O Apollo! I have lived in Thy lands for a year, Under skies, where the azure was hollow, The vault of black midnight was clear. Think ! I who have borne Thee, nor tire— May I not lift up on Thy lyre Most reverent fingers, and follow Thy path, take Thy reins, drive Thy chariot and horses of song without fear? Let the lightning be harnessed befor…
1905 · PDF PAGE 28
As tide-stricken sea-cliffs to tremble Thy strings, as the wind-shaken pine! Let these and their fruits and the soul of their being be mine, very mine! EPODE CALLIOPE As the tides invisible of ocean, Sweeping under the dark star-gemmed sea ; As the frail Caduceus’ serpent-motion Moves the deep waves of eternity; As the star-space lingers and moves on ; As the comet flashes and is gone; As the light, the music, and the thunder Of moving worlds retire; As the hoarse sounds of the heaven wonder When Zeus flings forth his fire; As the clang of swor…
1905 · PDF PAGE 114
…han control ?— Then were I fit to gain the Olympian goal And fling forth fiery wailings to the sea, And tune the sun’s ray to my smitten soul! How should I sing who cannot even see? Grope through a mist of changeless misery. An age-long pain—no time in wretchedness ! — As of an hammer annihilating me 115
1905 · PDF PAGE 7
…tal, throned above the moon ! Inspire a holy tune Lighter and lovelier than flowers and wine Offered in gracious gardens unto Pan By any soul of man ! In vain the solemn stars pour their pale dews Upon my trembling spirit ; their caress Leaves me moon-rapt in waves of loveliness All thine, O rose, O wrought of many a muse In Music, O thou strength of ecstasy Incarnate in a woman-form, create Of her own rapture, infinite, ultimate, Not to be seen, not grasped, not even imaginable, But known of one, by virtue of that spell Of thy sweet will towar…
1909 · PDF PAGE 35
61. There is an end of the word of the God enthroned in Ra’s seat, lightening the girders of the soul. 62. To Me do ye reverence; to me come ye through tribulation of ordeal, which is bliss. 63. The fool readeth this Book of the Law, and its comment; and he understandeth it not. 64. Let him come through the first ordeal and it will be to him as silver. 65. Through the second gold. 66. Through the third, stones of precious water. 67. Through the fourth, ultimate sparks of the intimate fire. 68. Yet to all it shall seem beautiful. Its enemies who s…
1912 · PDF PAGE 95
…purities of the mind; by Pratyahara the impurities of attachment ; and by Samadhi is taken off everything that hides the lordship of the soul.” There is a modest statement in good literary form. If we can only do as well as that! In the first place, what is the meaning of the term? Etymologically, Sam is the Greek συν-, the English prefix “syn-” meaning “together 79
1899 · PDF PAGE 66
…es crest did glimmer red with wrath, And, stealing from the barge, he drew him forth And writhed into the hut, for latterly So dark his soul had grown that never he For shame and sorrow wore the form of man. So to the hut on writing coils he ran With angry head erect, and passed within Its rotten doorway. Then the thing of Sin That mocked the name of woman fondled him,
1901 · PDF PAGE 17
…ping. How clouded that mysterious Passion! JI fell a-weeping in my bed, Forgetting, or not knowing. For a fire Too perfect for my sinful soul to touch Gathered me closely in itself, to hide Its utter glory from me. Now I feel Swift troubled tremblings in myself: I seek Again those visionary skies. Alas! That angel chorus swells another note I cannot understand. CORA. I am so moved, I cannot find it in my heart to say The words I purposed. Let my folly pass As an old worldly woman’s talk. MADELINE. O no! You bear the sainted fragrance of your lo…
1904 · PDF PAGE 13
…R IA I promised itI ; and I hope you will like it. Can I do more than make your Brixton my deus ex machina ? You see, when I wrote “ The Soul of Osiris,” Europe was my utmost in travel. To-day, what country of the globe has not shud- dered with the joy of my presence ? The virgin snows of Chogo Ri, the gloomy jungles of Burma, filled with savage buffaloes and murderous Chins ; the peace of Waikiki, the breeding hopeful putrefaction of America, the lonely volcanoes of Mexico, the everlasting furnace sands of Egypt — all these have known me. Trav…
1905 · PDF PAGE 145
…ink. What foolish goddess bade ye think Ye thus could play with thunder, roll Your wheels upon the world, control The stately being of a soul? Just am I ever! Therefore know The unrevengeful law of woe That ye invoke. Thou seekest life, Child of my water! Thou a wife, Child of my sun! Draw living breath, Maiden, and gain the guerdon—death ! 146