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Page 66 of 2031910 · PDF PAGE 43
…is law. Ed. 9. Besides all this, there is the question of “ na- ture ” and “ against nature.” “ Praise Lacedaemon, and despise Corinth ! God gave me Daphne ; I won Hyacinth.” All our modern devices, though applications of na- ture, are against and above nature ; therefore of God. Nature’s man is the cave-man. We take no paternal pride in the pariah dog, the product of Nature ; in the highly bred setter, the product of man’s genius applied to nature’s very raw material, through centuries and chiliads of struggle, we do. There is no poetry in the…
1898 · PDF PAGE 13
…the stars as wheeling wild In a huge bowl of water ; but my dreams Built it of Titan oak, its sides were piled Of fearful wood Hewn from God’s forests, paid with sweat and tears and blood. IV. I crept, a stealthy, hungry soul, to grasp Its vast edge, to look out to the beyond ; To know. My eyes strained out, there was no bond, No continuity, no bridge to clasp, No pillars for the universe. Immond, Shapeless, unstayed, Nothing, Nothing, Nothing, Nothing ! I was afraid. 1 3
1898 · PDF PAGE 67
…assumes, Stars mount the sky, and looms The misty monarch of the dale on high : About the silver feet I worship, as is meet, The warrior God that fixed the curvéd sky, Rent the cavernous earth, Moulded in awful birth The terror of the cloudy canopy, And tore from underground The lake’s immense profound, And clad the mountains now with this faint snow embroidery. Now the white flakes decrease, Wastwater lies in peace, Kissed by the breezes where the wind once bit ; Gable alone doth stand, A Pyramid more grand 57
1903 · PDF PAGE 51
… her? She’s right just as she is: so wise You look through hardly-opened eyes One would believe you could do better. Ma foi! And is your God your debtor? So, my true love, I paint you three Portraits of women that love me.
1907 · PDF PAGE 103
…conscious nod. But I abode without the spell; saw these— Diverse harmonies of identical keys!— And these were thus: but Rodin heard like God. 67
1911 · PDF PAGE 36
…and of vigilance, We pierce beyond to brilliance. For all the blessed blood that poured Out of Thine heart at sorrow’s sword Is borne in GOD’s cherubic cars About the sky to make us stars. We in the world of woe who stray Lift up our hearts to Thee and pray : Turn all our pain to virgin might, And all our sorrow into light ! Amen. T 29
1911 · PDF PAGE 132
THE EQUINOX murderous conflicts shall go on. So when you call the God to whom you aspire ‘The Compassionate,’ ‘The Merciful,’ pray be very careful as to exactly what you mean ! " “ I am cold. I am frightened. The world has fallen away from me. Take me away. Put me into the ordeal; I have nothing'more to lose.” “ In the grey hours of the mom." But the crowd was already on its feet, cheering. Joe Marie had fallen on his opponent, now too weak to counter or to guard, and smashed him here, there, and everywhere. It was as oneusided asa man beatinga …
1911 · PDF PAGE 132
THE EQUINOX murderous conflicts shall go on. So when you call the God to whom you aspire ‘The Compassionate,’ ‘The Merciful,’ pray be very careful as to exactly what you mean ! " “ I am cold. I am frightened. The world has fallen away from me. Take me away. Put me into the ordeal; I have nothing'more to lose.” “ In the grey hours of the mom." But the crowd was already on its feet, cheering. Joe Marie had fallen on his opponent, now too weak to counter or to guard, and smashed him here, there, and everywhere. It was as oneusided asa man beatinga …
1911 · PDF PAGE 139
…h created the universe, and overthrown it, that he might take his pleasure thereupon. And now, in the midst of the Aethyr, I beheld that god. He hath a thousand arms, and in each hand is a weapon of terrible strength. His face is more terrible than the storm, and from his eyes flash lightnings of intolerable brilliance. From his mouth run seas of blood. Upon his head is a crown of every deadly thing. Upon his forehead is the upright tau, and on either side of it are signs of blasphemy. And about him clingeth a young girl, like unto the king’s d…
1954 · PDF PAGE 167
…there is the serpent. Choose ye well! He, my prophet hath chosen, knowing the law of the fortress, and the great mystery of the House of God. Beauty and strength, leaping laughter and delicious languor, force and fire, are of us. I am the Snake that giveth Knowledge & Delight and brigh t glory, and stir the hearts of men with drunkenness. To worship me take wine and strange drugs whereof I will tell my prophet, & be drunk thereof! They shall not harm ye at all. It is a lie, this folly against self The exposure of innocence is a lie. Be strong, …
1907 · PDF PAGE 118
98 KONX OM PAX I eat her flesh: I drink her blood. God! could I love a woman more By Arno’s flower-enamelled shore, or Father Tiber‘s tawny flood? And reeking with her lusty life I back the gilded mask and burn With joy and hate. Aha! to turn to my own guts the glutted knife! 0 Satan! stand morose and cold above our bodies swimming thus And plunge thy glory into us, and fan our death with plumes of gold! Write with our blood before thee spilt on catafalque and catacomb The dire monition of our doom, the story of the Mask of Gilt! The paradox is ri…
1911 · PDF PAGE 22
…to the night of my father, into the silence; for all that ye deem right is left, forward is backward, upward is downward. I am the great god adored of the holy ones. Yet am I the accursed one, child of the elements and not their father. O my mother! wilt thou not have pity upon me? Wilt thou not shield me? For I am naked, I am manifest, I am profane. O my father! wilt not thou withdraw me? I am extended, I am double, I am profane. Woe, woe unto me! These are they that hear not prayer. It is I that have heard all prayer alway, and there is none …
1913 · PDF PAGE 497
…ses recently attested those of the American mediums; ten thousand peasants of Berry and Sologne would attest, if need were, those of the god Cheneau (a retired button-merchant who believes himself inspired by God). Are all these people hallucinated or knaves? Hallucinated, yes, perhaps, but the very fact that their halluci- nation is identical, whether separately or collectively, is it not a sufficiently great miracle on the part of him who produces it, always, at will, and at a stated time and place? To do miracles, and to persuade the multitu…
1913 · PDF PAGE 497
…ses recently attested those of the American mediums; ten thousand peasants of Berry and Sologne would attest, if need were, those of the god Cheneau (a retired button-merchant who believes himself inspired by God). Are all these people hallucinated or knaves? Hallucinated, yes, perhaps, but the very fact that their halluci- nation is identical, whether separately or collectively, is it not a sufficiently great miracle on the part of him who produces it, always, at will, and at a stated time and place? To do miracles, and to persuade the multitu…
1902 · PDF PAGE 39
…ed, Lose echo of our siofhs— Love—dies ?— Love lives — in granite skirted, And under oaken skies. But best is grim December, The Goatish God his power ; The Satyr blows the ember, And pain is passion's flower ; When blood drips over kisses, And madness sobs through wine :— Ah, mine !— The snake starts up and hisses And strikes and— I am thine ! Venus. Those are thy true joys ? Cruelty for love } Tannhauser. And death in kissing. How I have despised. Riding through meadows of the rushing Rhine, 37
1904 · PDF PAGE 102
…er of fears! Thus will I bring Black Ares to honour, Draw the black sting Of the serpent upon her! How foolish to fight With the warrior God Who brings victory bright Or defeat with a nod, Who standeth to smite With a spear and a rod! Here is the woman, Thinking no evil, Wielding the human By might of a devil! But I will mock her With cunning design In my malice lock her. The doom is divine! MEDEA. Ai! Ai! This rankles sorely in my mind
1909 · PDF PAGE 79
THE AUGUR 1.6, They. — The Fates or Moirae, Ill. 11. The dog-faced god. — Anubis, the Thres- hold-Guardian of the ‘Gods’ of Egypt. Man- tic means prophetic, VI. 14. Child. — The unhappy girl was at this time but 17 years old, VIIL. 5. Justine. — The virtuous but victimized he- roine of the infamous novel of the Marquis de Sade. Af. 6. Sabbath. — Consult Payne Knight : ‘ Essays on the worship of Priapus’, Eliphas Levi : ‘Dogme et rituel de la haute Magie’ and others. XIU, 12,13. Sigil. — Sign-manual. THE ALCHEMIST I. 8, Wolfish queens. — Thus th…
1909 · PDF PAGE 5
…r which was meet ”. It may seem almost incredible to many of us, perhaps safely established in our comfortable cures, among a simple and Godfearing people, that any man should have been found to pen the disgusting blasphemies, the revolting obscenities, which defile these pages. Nor can it be denied that a certain power of expression, even at times a certain felicity of phrasing— always, indeed, a profound dramatic feeling — is to be found in these poems, Alas ! that we should be compelled to write the words! That an art essentially spiritual, …
1910 · PDF PAGE 38
… sodomy duly done, even more than in the rites of heterosexual passion, lies the great secret of the Universe, the Key of the Gardens of God..... But I must not proselytize : many are called, but few chosen ; a sodomite is born, not made ; you can’t make a silk sodomite out of an English groc- er’s boy ; one sodomite doesn’t make a scan- dal ; take care of the boys, and the girls will take care of themselves ; strike while the tool is hot ; don’t bugger in haste, or withdraw at lei- sure ; a turd in the hand is worth two in the bush ; a prick i…
1912 · PDF PAGE 99
…as a blot on the ’scutcheon of the Buggs). You‘re a harlot, miss ! " And then, with an awful change as the truth came home to him: “0 my God! Ο my God! Damn it!” he screamed, “ how did you get the keys of my little safe ?” The girl had frozen colder than the stone, but there was a new light in her eye, and if the curl of a lip could treada worm into the dust, that lip was hers and that worm the author of her being. She had withdrawn as one who comes suddenly upon a toad, and the first flaming of her face had died instantly to deadlier ice. Bugg s…