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Page 60 of 1281910 · PDF PAGE 26
… light ; an inner voice, a perfume, a savour, an embrace of a kind which does not leave the inmost of myself. There in the depths of the soul glows something which is not in space : there a word is heard which has no syllables : thence there breathes a perfume which no breezes waft away : there food is always savoured and never eaten : there are embraces which never ask to end...” 3. The few who still suppose that Omar Khayyam was a libertine should read the exposition of Book XI of this Purana. 4. Manes (Mani) the heresiarch was of course a Pe…
1912 · PDF PAGE 82
…sound, Patters, clatters, batters, chatters, Tap, tap, tap, and nothing matters! Senseless hallucinations roll Across the curtain of the soul. Each ripple on the river seems The madness 013 maniac’s dreams! 50 in the self no memory-chain Or causal wisp to bind the straws l The Self disrupted! Blank, insane, Both of existence and of laws, The Ego and the Universe Fall to one black chaotic curse. So ends philosophy’s inquiry : “ Summa scientia nihil scire."
1912 · PDF PAGE 82
…sound, Patters, clatters, batters, chatters, Tap, tap, tap, and nothing matters! Senseless hallucinations roll Across the curtain of the soul. Each ripple on the river seems The madness 013 maniac’s dreams! 50 in the self no memory-chain Or causal wisp to bind the straws l The Self disrupted! Blank, insane, Both of existence and of laws, The Ego and the Universe Fall to one black chaotic curse. So ends philosophy’s inquiry : “ Summa scientia nihil scire."
1926 · PDF PAGE 34
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…
1905 · PDF PAGE 191
…heart of love? | Then from the clinging mist there came a singing; A dirge re-echoes to the poet prayer : ‘‘T am their child to whom thy soul is clinging, Iam Despair !” THE SANCTUARY. I see, beyond all seas and stars, The gates of hell, the paths of death Open: unclasp the surly bars Before the voice of him that saith: “*T will!” Droop lower to my knees ! Sink gently to the leopard’s skin !1 I must not stoop and take my ease, Or touch the body lithe and thin. Bright body of the myriad smiles, Sweet serpent of the lower life, The smooth silk to…
1929 · PDF PAGE 20
… This is typical of my uncle's attitude to life. His sense of humour. When I called him "Uncle", he would {55} snigger, "Oh my prophetic soul, my uncle!" But the time came when I knew most of Hamlet by heart, and when he next shot off his "joke", I continued the quotation, replying sternly, "Ay, that incestuous, that adulterate beast!" --- I am, in a way, glad to think that at the end of his long and obscene life I was reconciled with him. The very last letter he ever received from me admitted (if a little grudgingly) that his mind was so disto…
1898 · PDF PAGE 14
10 JEPHTHAH. A way for the soul to flee, A charm for the lips to bind; And the struggle is keen as the strife to be, And the heart is tossed by the thankless wind. ELEAZAR, Nay, for a man’s sure purpose is of God. CHORUS. The large pale limbs of the earth are tanned With the sun and the sea and the yellow sand And the face of earth is dark with love Of the lords of hell and the spirits above That move in the foggy air of night, And the spirit of God, most like a dove, Hovers, and lingers, and wings his flight, Spurned and rejected and lost to s…
1899 · PDF PAGE 61
…iss, And knew the exquisite delight of pain Borne for loves sakeso lazily as this For ever, with your eyelids silver rain Freshing my soul with unimagined showers.
1901 · PDF PAGE 97
…r fight Flames at the end beyond the darkling goal ? These are my passions that my feet must tread ; This is my sword, the fervour of my soul ; This is my Will, the crown upon my head. For see ! the darkness beckons : I have gone, Before this terrible hour, towards the gloom, Braved the wild dragon, called the tiger on With whirling cries of pride, sought out the tomb Where lurking vampires battened, and my steel Has wrought its splendour through the gates of death. My courage did not falter : now I feel My heart beat wave-wise, and my throat c…
1901 · PDF PAGE 120
108 THE SOUL OF OSIRIS. Out of the cloudy north ; the incense-wand That binds dead souls in prison, That prison of the day, when sleepless dead Rest for awhile from agony and dread. Strange ! how a certain fear possesses me Alone amid their crag-bound solitude. Even beyond the keen delight—to Be— Steals that diviner mood Of wonder at the miracle—the plan Of Nature crowned by the astounding Man ! The secret of the Lord is set with him That wonders at His Majesty : his praise Wells from no trembler’s misery : his hymn Swells the exultant day’s. H…
1905 · PDF PAGE 36
…ats the dead hours out ; scarce a melody Of measured pulses quickened with the blood Of that desire which pours its deadly flood Through soul and shaken body ; scarce a thought, But sense through spirit most divinely wrought To perfect feeling ; only through the lips Electric ardour kindles, flashes, slips Through all the circle to her lips again, And thence, unwavering, flies to mine, to drain All pleasure in one draught. No whispered sigh ; No change of breast ; love’s posture perfectly Once gained, we change no more. The fever grows Hotter o…
1910 · PDF PAGE 90
…b At the sharp summons of the swift strong kiss That rapt me up from the unfriendly earth Into the star-abodes of Salmacis, Bringing the soul that slept to sudden birth. O frenzy of flame that swept across the world In orgiastic opulence of mirth, And left me ever in His arms close curled, Never, O never ! to shrink back again, But (through all ruinous time violently hurled) Never to lose the stigma of that pain, The martyrs crown of shameful spines that weighs Even now upon these brows, that bear in vain Fantastic myrtles and deceitful bays A…
1912 · PDF PAGE 31
…tery unveiled to one. Let them ray forth incarnate deity Fit to assoil the eclipse—attainted sunl Let them point still my weather—beaten soul Infallibly the pathway of the pole! ALEISTER CROWLEV. xxxi
1912 · PDF PAGE 31
…tery unveiled to one. Let them ray forth incarnate deity Fit to assoil the eclipse—attainted sunl Let them point still my weather—beaten soul Infallibly the pathway of the pole! ALEISTER CROWLEV. xxxi
1913 · PDF PAGE 236
… Climb, cloud and pencil all the blue Come away , you fools , you fools Come to where the wind is sighing 101 104 45 199 Do you know the soul of night ? Ere the snow lies sleek ... Exile from humankind ... 66 217 po
1906 · PDF PAGE 89
…orn of strings intangible, of spheres Shaken of love, a mightier music’s might Frailer to sound than dewfall is to sight ! Wake, O sweet soul incorporate of tears! Or else dream on and let no tears begem Love’s crown of thorns, ensanguine diadem, But let pale kisses blossom, starry shrine Of lips most deathlike, that endure divine _ Past sleep’s, or parting’s, or death’s spoil of them In the pomegranate walks of Proser- pine !! THE FORTY-FIFTH DAY. ‘Peace, fool! I have not done.” Troilus and Cressida, THovu knowest, O Love, how tired our bodies…
1910 · PDF PAGE 463
SIR PALAMEDES, THE SARACEN KNIGHT To breathe fond prayers ; and (marry !) if Man’s soul were measured by his sighs He need not linger to attain. Nay! while the Beast squats there, above Him, smiling on him; as he vows Wonderful deeds and fruitless flowers, He grows so maudlin in his love That even the knaves of his own house Mock at him in their merry hours. “God’s death!” raged Palamede, not wroth But irritated, “laugh ye so? Am I a jape for scullions ?” His curse came in a flaky froth. He seized a club, with blow on blow Breaking the knave’s …
1910 · PDF PAGE 480
…e suns, All in one net of triune bars; Inextricably one, inevitably one, Immeasurable, immutable, immense Beyond all the wonder that his soul had won By sense, in spite of sense, and beyond sense. “Praise God!” quoth Palamede, “ by this I attain the uttermost of bliss. . . . God’s wounds! but that I never sought. The Questing Beast I sware to attain And all this miracle is naught. Off on my travels once again ! I keep my youth regained to foil Old Time that took me in his toil. I keep my strength regained to chase The Beast that mocks me now as…
1910 · PDF PAGE 463
SIR PALAMEDES, THE SARACEN KNIGHT To breathe fond prayers ; and (marry !) if Man’s soul were measured by his sighs He need not linger to attain. Nay! while the Beast squats there, above Him, smiling on him; as he vows Wonderful deeds and fruitless flowers, He grows so maudlin in his love That even the knaves of his own house Mock at him in their merry hours. “God’s death!” raged Palamede, not wroth But irritated, “laugh ye so? Am I a jape for scullions ?” His curse came in a flaky froth. He seized a club, with blow on blow Breaking the knave’s …
1910 · PDF PAGE 480
…e suns, All in one net of triune bars; Inextricably one, inevitably one, Immeasurable, immutable, immense Beyond all the wonder that his soul had won By sense, in spite of sense, and beyond sense. “Praise God!” quoth Palamede, “ by this I attain the uttermost of bliss. . . . God’s wounds! but that I never sought. The Questing Beast I sware to attain And all this miracle is naught. Off on my travels once again ! I keep my youth regained to foil Old Time that took me in his toil. I keep my strength regained to chase The Beast that mocks me now as…