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Page 63 of 2251919 · PDF PAGE 380
…business. This is Ameri- can Sunday journalism. The Hindu and the American are very much alike in this innocence, this naiveté which de- mands fairy stories with ever bigger giants. They cannot bear the idea of anything being complete and done with. So, they are always talking in superlatives, and are hard put to it when the facts catch up with them, and they have to invent new superlatives. Instead of saying that there are bricks of various sizes, and specifying those sizes, they have a brick, and a super-brick, and ‘one’ brick, and ‘some’ bri…
1947 · PDF PAGE 7
FROM THE BOOK OF THE LAW Every man and woman is a star. Every number is infinite : there is no difference. This is the creation of the world, that the pain of division is as nothing, and the joy of dissolution all. Obey my prophet ! follow out the ordeals of my knowledge ! seek me only ! Then the joys of my love will redeem ye from all pain. This is so : I swear by the vault of my body : by my sacred tongue and heart ; by all I can give, by all I desire of ye all. The word of the Law is Thelema. Who calls us Thelemites will do no wrong, if he l…
1903 · PDF PAGE 35
…n His furnace, Fate, My destiny drew near the glowing shore Where California hides her golden ore, Her rubies and her beryls ; (I) Manifold fruits and flowers alike create Glories most unimaginable, more Than Heaven’s own meadows match ; yet this is sore, A stain ; not one of these is delicate. Save only the clear green within the sea— Because that rolls all landless from Japan. I did not know until I missed it here How beautiful that beauty is to me, That life that bears Death’s sigil traced too clear, Blue lines within the beauty that i…
1905 · PDF PAGE 168
…Dust is to dust, create or uncreate. The wheel is bounded by the world’s great girth. By prayer and penance unregenerate, Redeemed by no man’s sacrifice or worth, We swing : no mortal knows his ultimate. There is no hell but earth. II In all the skies the planets and the stars Receive us, where our fate in order plies. Somewhere we live between the savage bars In all the skies. 163
1906 · PDF PAGE 80
…word The abomination must be told. The holy work must twist its spell From hemp of madness, grown in hell. Only by energy and strife May man attain the eternal rest, Dissolve the desperate lust of life By infinite agony and zest. Thus, O my Kali, I divine The golden secret of thy shrine! 72
1910 · PDF PAGE 407
XI Sir PALAMEDE the Saracen Hath hied him to an holy man, Sith he alone of mortal men Can help him, if a mortal can. (So tell him all the Scythian folk.) Wherefore he makes a caravan, And finds him. When his prayers invoke The holy knowledge, saith the sage: “This Beast is he of whom there spoke The prophets of the Golden Age: “Mark ! all that mind is, he is not.’” Sir Palamede in bitter rage Sterte up: “Is this the fool, ’Od wot, To see the like of whom I came From castellated Camelot ?” The sage with eyes of burning flame Cried: “Is it not a …
1910 · PDF PAGE 407
XI Sir PALAMEDE the Saracen Hath hied him to an holy man, Sith he alone of mortal men Can help him, if a mortal can. (So tell him all the Scythian folk.) Wherefore he makes a caravan, And finds him. When his prayers invoke The holy knowledge, saith the sage: “This Beast is he of whom there spoke The prophets of the Golden Age: “Mark ! all that mind is, he is not.’” Sir Palamede in bitter rage Sterte up: “Is this the fool, ’Od wot, To see the like of whom I came From castellated Camelot ?” The sage with eyes of burning flame Cried: “Is it not a …
1904 · PDF PAGE 9
…uge In a tower like once Childe Roland‡ found, blind, deaf, huge, Or in that forest of two hundred thousand Trees,8 fit alike to shelter man and mouse, and— Shall I say God? Be patient, your Reverence,9 I warrant you’ll journey a wiser man ever hence ! Let’s tap (like the negro who gets a good juice of it, Cares nought if that be, or be not, God’s right use of it),10 In all that forest of verses one tree11 Yclept “Red Cotton Nightcap Country”: How a goldsmith, between the Ravishing Virgin And a leman too rotten to put a purge in, Day by day and…
1922 · PDF PAGE 86
…ed lightness, ‘‘ lives in open sin with a person named Baruch de Espinosa. I think it’s Schopenhauer who calls him ‘Der Gott- betrunkene Mann.’ ” “ The God-intoxicated man,”’ murmured Lou faintly, shooting a sleepy glance at Haidée from beneath her heavy blue-veined eyelids. : “Yes,’’ went on Feccles. “‘ She always carries about one of his books. She goes to sleep on his words; and when her eyes open, they fall upon the page.” He tapped the table as he spoke. His quick intuition had understood that this strange incident was dis- quieting to us.…
1929 · PDF PAGE 229
229 Animals are not the only danger of this district. There are many dangerous diseases, especially tetanus. While I was in Calcutta, an acquaintance of mine, walking home from the theatre, slipped and saved himself by putting his hands to the ground. He scratched himself slightly and died within three days. There are also terrible thorns. My head tracker came to me one day with one in his foot. The end was protruding and I imagined that I should have no difficulty in pulling it out with forceps. But the thorn was soft as pith. I had to cut ope…
1929 · PDF PAGE 34
…te simply. All his affectations dropped from him at that moment, and Lisa understood that he was just a simple-minded, brave, and honest man, who, walking in the midst of perils, had devised a formidable armament both for attack and defence. She felt a curious pang of pain simultaneously with a sense of exaltation. For she was no longer merely his mistress; he had accepted her as a friend. It was no longer a purely sexual relation, which is always in the nature of a duel; he might cease to love her, in the crude savage sense; but he would alway…
1899 · PDF PAGE 200
178 MYSTERIES: MAN’S HOPE. kK * fades the last red glimmer of the sun, Ere day is night, when on the glittering bar The waves are foaming rubies, and afar Streaks of red water, gold on th’ horizon, On summer ripples rhythmically run, Ere dusk is weaned, there sails on silver car From the expectant East, the Evening Star, And all the threads of sorrow are unspun. So He who ordered this shall still work thus, And ere life’s lamp shall flicker into death, And Time lose all his empire over us, A gleam of Hope, of Knowledge, shall arise, A star to s…
1905 · PDF PAGE 87
…race and the land, And the growth sublime Of worlds—I invoke ye! Come forth, ye centuries! Come to the rhyme! THE CENTURIES How hardly a man , Though his strength were as a spring’s Shall stretch out his span To the width of my wings! The years are enfolden In my bosom golden, My periods Are the hours of the Gods. They have their plan In my seasons; all things Are woven in the span — Of the spread of my wings. My brazen gates cleft By shafts shed of time, Are ruined and left As the Gods sing their rhyme. 88
1909 · PDF PAGE 172
…d. Now softly sound The Angels’ herald-trumpets, calling round Thunders and mighty winds and powers amazed. Now laden with the spirit of man’s hand There bursts an awful clarion-shout and brings Strange whispering and rushing of strange wings Battling, and furtive secrets of command. Down from the height and up from the abyss Are swept dominion, power, angel, throne, For unimaginable ends, and hiss, And fall. The heralds trumpet ; they are gone. Tread softly—'tis in God’s house thou hast been— And fearfully—'tis God that thou hast seen. G. H. S…
1909 · PDF PAGE 172
…d. Now softly sound The Angels’ herald-trumpets, calling round Thunders and mighty winds and powers amazed. Now laden with the spirit of man’s hand There bursts an awful clarion-shout and brings Strange whispering and rushing of strange wings Battling, and furtive secrets of command. Down from the height and up from the abyss Are swept dominion, power, angel, throne, For unimaginable ends, and hiss, And fall. The heralds trumpet ; they are gone. Tread softly—'tis in God’s house thou hast been— And fearfully—'tis God that thou hast seen. G. H. S…
1910 · PDF PAGE 68
…lant grace To the nymph’s fantastic face ; All the maiden’s chaste delight To the flushed hermaphrodite ; While the balanced strength of man Bears its witness unto Pan. CHRYSIS Ah, the purple vein that glows Through the eyelids as they close ! Hush ! the breeze that fans the fern Bids the midnight moon to turn. We must sleep Soft and deep : We must wake — and bathe — and burn. The company being asleep, fallen lax in mid-caress, there enter a Philosopher Heracleitus and his Disciple Chrysippus. HERACLEITUS Look, my darling, and confess Life one …
1909 · PDF PAGE 236
…he world behind you and have entered the enchanted Palace “‘ Beyond.” It is all very difficult and complex at first; it is rather like a man who, setting out by a strange road to visit the capital of his country, comes to a great mountain and gazes up its all but endless slopes. “It is too high for me to climb,” the little man will say; “it is indeed very beautiful; but I will go back and find some other road.” “Tam sure it would be too long a journey,” says a second ; “T could not afford it; I too will return.” “ There are no guides here,” say…
1909 · PDF PAGE 236
…he world behind you and have entered the enchanted Palace “‘ Beyond.” It is all very difficult and complex at first; it is rather like a man who, setting out by a strange road to visit the capital of his country, comes to a great mountain and gazes up its all but endless slopes. “It is too high for me to climb,” the little man will say; “it is indeed very beautiful; but I will go back and find some other road.” “Tam sure it would be too long a journey,” says a second ; “T could not afford it; I too will return.” “ There are no guides here,” say…
1922 · PDF PAGE 55
…e can I get gas?” I said to the captain of the smack. He smiled grimly. “ She’ll want a bit more than gas.” I glanced at the ’plane. The man was perfectly right. A week’s repairs, at the least. “You'd better go to the hotel, sir, and get some warm clothes. Look how the lady’s shivering.” It was perfectly true. There was nothing else to be done. We went together slowly up the beach. There was no question of sleeping, of course.. Both of us were as fresh as paint. What we needed was hot food and lots of it. We got it. It seemed as if we had enter…
1922 · PDF PAGE 316
…ur promise,’ ’ she cried violently. “T hold you to your promise.’ “That, once more,” he said calmly, “is simply because you are a sick woman as much as he is a sick man.” “So it’s honourable to break your word to a sick woman, is it?” she flashed back. like a tigress. A curious smile curled his lips. “Well, what does Sir Peter say ? ” he asked with a kind of lazy humour. I suddenly became acutely conscious of what a ridiculous figure I was cutting, sitting there like a sick monkey with a towel round my head. I tore it off and dashed it to the g…