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…eautiful and glad, Rejoicing in the golden day. I am the spirit silken-clad That fareth on the fiery way. I have escaped from Him, whose eyes Are closed at eventide, and wise To drag thee to the House of Wrong : I am armed ! I am armed ! I am strong ! I am strong ! I make my way : opposing horns Of secret foemen push their lust In vain : my song their fury scorns ; They sink, they grovel in the dust. Hail, self-created Lord of Night ! Inscrutable and infinite ! Let Orpheus journey forth to see The Disk in peace and victory ! Let him adore the …
1911 · PDF PAGE 285
… seed Of word and deed ! Το thine assured fruition we may trust This weary dust. We who are old, and palsied (and so wise !) Lift up our eyes To little children, as the storm~tossed bark Hails in the dark Some hardly visible harbour light; we hold The hours of gold To our own breasts, whose hours are iron and brass :— So swift they pass And grind us down :—we hold the wondrous light Our scattering sight Yet sees, the one star in a night of woe. We trust, and so Lift up our voices in the dying day Indeed to pray : 0 little hands that are so soft…
1911 · PDF PAGE 285
… seed Of word and deed ! Το thine assured fruition we may trust This weary dust. We who are old, and palsied (and so wise !) Lift up our eyes To little children, as the storm~tossed bark Hails in the dark Some hardly visible harbour light; we hold The hours of gold To our own breasts, whose hours are iron and brass :— So swift they pass And grind us down :—we hold the wondrous light Our scattering sight Yet sees, the one star in a night of woe. We trust, and so Lift up our voices in the dying day Indeed to pray : 0 little hands that are so soft…
1913 · PDF PAGE 223
…closes. Shall there be no more roses, no more roses Under the immortal moon? XX THE KEY THE sign of the lover is hidden in vain From the eyes of the mage, from the sight of the sun: The laughter of life and the pzean of pain, The chords of the lyre and the answer of one. The toil of the pilgrim shall never be done; The love of the lover shall never be over: For there is no end, ah! no end to the Way, As there is no end to the love of the lover. And there is no cry: but some god shall obey, And there is no toil that shall ever know ending; And t…
1913 · PDF PAGE 230
192 THE EQUINOX Of him who hath not been behind the veil, Who, having ears, is deaf; and eyes, is blind. Yet, wherefore do I know not, I must sing, Being of them to whom the Song is given: My only gift in reverent love I bring Before the bowl is shattered, and is riven The chord that binds the spirit to the flesh: I sing because the notes have sought so long, And found at last one soul serene and fresh To bear the burden of eternal song. So for this hour of song I have tuned my lyre Unto the Rose of the Immortal Fire. (x) When I am faded into n…
1913 · PDF PAGE 223
…closes. Shall there be no more roses, no more roses Under the immortal moon? XX THE KEY THE sign of the lover is hidden in vain From the eyes of the mage, from the sight of the sun: The laughter of life and the pzean of pain, The chords of the lyre and the answer of one. The toil of the pilgrim shall never be done; The love of the lover shall never be over: For there is no end, ah! no end to the Way, As there is no end to the love of the lover. And there is no cry: but some god shall obey, And there is no toil that shall ever know ending; And t…
1913 · PDF PAGE 230
192 THE EQUINOX Of him who hath not been behind the veil, Who, having ears, is deaf; and eyes, is blind. Yet, wherefore do I know not, I must sing, Being of them to whom the Song is given: My only gift in reverent love I bring Before the bowl is shattered, and is riven The chord that binds the spirit to the flesh: I sing because the notes have sought so long, And found at last one soul serene and fresh To bear the burden of eternal song. So for this hour of song I have tuned my lyre Unto the Rose of the Immortal Fire. (x) When I am faded into n…
1930 · PDF PAGE 44
…e articulate utterance of that Fire, interpret the thunder thereof as a still small voice in his heart. And the Fire shall reveal to his eyes his own image in its own true glorv; and it shall speak in his ears the Mystery that is his own right Name. This then is the virtue of the Magick of The Beast 666, and the canon of its proper usage: to destroy the tendency to discriminate between any two things in theory, and in practice to pierce the veils of every sanctuary, pressing forward to embrace every image ; for there is none that is not very Is…
1907 · PDF PAGE 177
… Of that gigantic phantasy. I turned to my Eurydice Evenassheturned. The faint breath glows,— The lightning of a living rose. The bright eyes gleam—night’s spotless stars Glimmering through folded nenuphars. The red mouth moves, still to the word: ‘* Ves, love!” and ‘‘yes, love!” Then I heard No sound and saw no sight—the world Folded its mighty wings, and curled Its passion round us; bade forget The joy with which our eyes were wet. All faded, folded in the bliss ; Unfolded the first fadeless kiss. Then my soul woke, not sundering lips, But wi…
1899 · PDF PAGE 41
…usly, and each abode Safe in the shadow of his vine ; as when The peace of Joshua lay upon the land, And God turned not away His piteous eyes, Nor smote us with the fury of His hand, Nor clouded over His mysterious skies, And storm and wind had no more might at all, And death and pestilence forgotten were, And angels came to holy men that call, And gracious spirits thronged the happy air; When God was very gracious to all folk, And lifted from us the Philistian yoke, And all the iron power of Edom broke, And all the Earth was fair! Now, seeing …
1901 · PDF PAGE 102
…outh was nurtured, in the place Where she revolted, she lay down and died. With crossed hands folded on her budded breast She closed her eyes, and slept the sweet long rest Where the true peace of purity is drawn. She lay there dead; her spirit sought the dawn.
1909 · PDF PAGE 17
…he forest or on the mountain; but in beds of purple, caressed by magnificent beasts of women with large limbs, and fire and light in their eyes, and masses of flaming hair about them; there shall ye find them. Ye shall see them at rule, at victorious armies, at all the joy; and there shall be in them a joy a million times greater than this. Beware lest any force another, King against King! Love one another with burning hearts; on the low men triumph in the fierce lust of your pride, in the day of your wrath. 25. Ye are against the people, 0 my chose…
1910 · PDF PAGE 342
…here during all his talking they had been magnetically moved. And all those years which they had passed unconsciously as the lips or the eyes of a woman became suddenly revealed, most vividly different to them. They could not speak, the two detractors, for they had learnt the wisdom and merit of sin. They knew that good and evil are the same thing, that in a world of illusion he who has the most illusions is the richest man, that to be wise unto ignorance is the fairest counsel, that they knew nothing and yet all, that... And the heart-worm, wh…
1910 · PDF PAGE 342
…here during all his talking they had been magnetically moved. And all those years which they had passed unconsciously as the lips or the eyes of a woman became suddenly revealed, most vividly different to them. They could not speak, the two detractors, for they had learnt the wisdom and merit of sin. They knew that good and evil are the same thing, that in a world of illusion he who has the most illusions is the richest man, that to be wise unto ignorance is the fairest counsel, that they knew nothing and yet all, that... And the heart-worm, wh…
1911 · PDF PAGE 157
… near to the frontier of the Aethyr. But I am dying. Ican neither strive nor wait. There is agony in my ears, and in my throat, and mine eyes have been so long blind that I cannot remember that there ever was such a thing as sight. And it cometh to me that I should go away, and await the 155
1909 · PDF PAGE 48
IV Spit in my face! I love you. Clench your fists And beat me! Still, | love you. Let your eyes Like fiery opals or mad amethysts Curse me! I love you. Let your anger rise cAnd with your teeth tear bleeding bits of flesh Out of my body — kill me if you can! T love you. I will have you fair and fresh, A maenad maiden maddening for a man. Ay ! you shall weary in the erotic craving ! Pil have you panting —aching to the marrow — Exhausted, but a maiden (Lesbia raving : " Catullus brings a song and not a sparrow "’) Famished with love, fed full with…
1914 · PDF PAGE 24
= CHICAGO MAY Could we not trick this trickery of hell's ?— ‘Suppose we died in one another's arms! Let us not wait for age to dull our eyes! Let us take death by his black throat and die! Let us add murder to our mysteries, ‘And face the devil together, you and I Let us find hope in uttermost despair, Delight in our division, new desire In the black fate that takes us unaware, In death's dark water the eternal fire! Come, Laylah, come, my sister and my spouse, Bedeck yourself with nakedness, prepare To enter the most high, most holy house, Car…
1926 · PDF PAGE 16
…he forest or on the mountain; but in beds of purple, caressed by magnificent beasts of women with large limbs, and fire and light in their eyes, and masses of flaming hair about them; there shall ye find them. Ye shall see them at rule, at victorious armies, at all the joy; and there shall be in them a joy a million times greater than this. Beware lest any force another, King against King! Love one another with burning hearts; on the low men triumph in the fierce lust of your pride, in the day of your wrath. 25. Ye are against the people, 0 my chose…
1928 · PDF PAGE 28
…nately appears are in general, as I have said, the most indolent and dreamy of all beings. Another, so mightily timid that he lowers his eyes even before the glances of his fellows, so that he must pull together all his little will to enter a café or a box-office, where the clerks seemed to him clothed with the majesty of Mi- nos, Aeacus, and Rhadamanthus, will suddenly throw himself on the neck of an old man who happens to be passing and will kiss him enthu- siastically before the astonished crowd. Why? Because . . . because this counte- nance…
1905 · PDF PAGE 262
…55 The awful grasping at the Infinite, Even as I grapple at the breasts of thee, The seeking and the striving to the light Deep in thine eyes, where Hell flames steadily ? I am not clinging thus Despairing to the body of thy sin For mere delight—Ah, deadly is to us The pleasure wrapping us, and holding in All love, all hate—the miserable way ! Dawns no devouring day Still on the infinite slow tune of limbs Moving in rapture ; sleepy echo swims In the dissolving brain, Love conquering lassitude at last to win Pain out of peace, and pleasure from…