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Page 66 of 771905 · PDF PAGE 190
…esisting shore, A moon-mad thought to wander in the shallop ! Act—think no more ! Pale as a ghost I leave the sounding coast, The waters white with moonrise. I embark, Float on to the horizon as a ghost, Confront the dark. The cadent curve of Dian seems to swerve, Eluding helmeraft : let me drift away Where sea and sky unite their clamorous curve In praise of Day. Isitan edge? Some spray-bechiselled ledge? Some sentry platform to an under sky? Let me drift onward to the azure edge— I can but die! The moon hath seen! An arrow cold and keen Bring…
1905 · PDF PAGE 58
… his behest : And on his forehead, lo! a star, And on his breast. And on his feet I knew the sandals were More beautiful than flame, and white, And on the glory of his hair The crown of night. And I beheld his robe, and on its hem Were writ unlawful words to say, Broidered like lilies, with a gem More clear than day. And round him shone so wonderful a light As when on Galilee Jesus once walked, and clove the night, And calmed the sea. I scarce could see his features for the fire That dwelt about his brow, Yet, for the whiteness of my own desire…
1910 · PDF PAGE 354
…F. PAGANISM AND CHRISTIANITY. By J. A. FARRAR. Watts and Co. 6d. A good book which makes us wish we had been born before Christ. AQ. THE WHITE SLAVE TRAFFIC. Published at the Offices of M.A. P. 6d. At one time I was acquainted with many of our. London demi-mondaines, and many a charming girl and good-hearted woman had I the pleasure of meet- 336
1910 · PDF PAGE 354
…F. PAGANISM AND CHRISTIANITY. By J. A. FARRAR. Watts and Co. 6d. A good book which makes us wish we had been born before Christ. AQ. THE WHITE SLAVE TRAFFIC. Published at the Offices of M.A. P. 6d. At one time I was acquainted with many of our. London demi-mondaines, and many a charming girl and good-hearted woman had I the pleasure of meet- 336
1944 · PDF PAGE 95
…ed as a stone, sometimes as a powder, sometimes as a tincture. It divides again into two forms, the gold and the silver, the red and the white; but its essence is always the same, and its nature is not to be understood except by experience. It is because the alchemists were dealing with substances on the borderland of “matter” that they are so difficult to understand. The subject‐ matter of chemistry and physics in modern times is what they would have called the study of dead things; for the real difference between living things and dead is, in…
1905 · PDF PAGE 59
…owers, And there sweep, as sweeps an albatross, The happy-hearted hours. | My rapt cyes grow more cager now, God smites within the host, White fires illunimate my brow Lit of the Tloly Ghost ; I see the angel figures bow On [feaven’s silent cvuast. Eternity, a wheel of light, And Time, a flecce of snow, I saw, and deep beyond the night, The steady mystic glow Of that lamp’s flame unearthly bright That watches Farth below.
1905 · PDF PAGE 110
… I linger near thee Amid the poppies red, Forget this world, and hear thee As one among the dead ; Amid the daffadillies, Red tulips and white lilies, Where daisies’ tears are shed ; Where larkspur and cornflower Are blue with sunlight’s hour, And all the earth is spread As in a dream before me; While steals divinely o’er me Love’s scented spring to draw me From moods of dreamy dread. O wingéd passion ! traveller Too near to God to see! O lyrical unraveller Of knotted life to me! O song! O shining river Of thought and sound! O giver Of goodly w…
1905 · PDF PAGE 119
…n we lust ; Our hopes are sped, Alas ! alas! From heaven we are thrust, we have no more trust. Alas ! Gold hairs and gray ! Red lips and white! Warm hearts, cold clay ! Bright day, dim night ! Our spirits pass Like the hours away. We have no light, Alas! alas! We have no more day, we are fain to say Alas ! In Love’s a cure For Fortune’s hate ; In Love’s a lure Shall laugh at Fate ; We have tolled Death’s knell ; All streams are pure ; We are new-create ; All’s well, all’s well! We have God to endure, we are very sure All’s well ! In such wise r…
1929 · PDF PAGE 68
… last words dripped out icily from the frozen waters of her soul. Quickly the girl dressed herself in Lisa's clothes: then she threw the white robe over her — La Giuffria never thought of the symbolism of the action; she would have rather stood naked before a thousand men than appear in that garment of infamy — The girl pressed one soft kiss upon her forehead: then was gone headlong through the curtains. Lisa heard the clang of the outer door, and a breath of cold air swept round the room. It dizzied her, as if she had been drunk; she remembere…
1906 · PDF PAGE 136
…ove her ts a rude painted board, representing the Winged Globe in many colours. Before the altar CRIOSDA zs kneeling; he is dressed in a white robe fastened by a blue sash. A leopard’s skin ts over his shoulders, clasped with a golden clasp about his neck. He bears an ‘‘ankh” in his left hand, in hts right a caduceus! wand. On his head ts the winged helmet of Mercury, and his sandals are winged also. Hes muttering low some fervent prayer, and anon casts incense upon the censer. The low muttering continues for a considerable time, MAURYA re- mai…
1929 · PDF PAGE 224
… a beautifully made baby, with deep blue eyes; and she was born with four teeth, and with hair six inches long, so fair as to be silvery white. Like a tattoo-mark, just over the heart, was a faint blue crescent. Lisa recovered rapidly from her illness, but not too quickly for the amorous Turk; though he was surprised and annoyed to find that she had recovered her early grace and activity. The fat had gone from her in the three weeks of illness; and when she began to be able to move about, and drive in the city, she looked once more almost as sh…
1929 · PDF PAGE 213
…1. I cannot deny that certain phenomena do accompany the use of {357} certain rituals; I only deny the usefulness of such methods to the White Adept. 2. I consider Hindu methods of meditation as possibly useful to the beginner and should not therefore recommend them to be discarded at once. With regard to my advancement, the redemption of the cosmos, etc. etc. I leave for ever the "Blossom and Fruit" theory and appear in the character of an inquirer on strictly scientific lines. This is unhappily calculated to damp the enthusiasm; but as I so c…
1929 · PDF PAGE 154
…as almost too evident. Simon Iff might have thought that things were being overdone. For she had become extremely fat; her skin was of a white and heavy pallor; her eyes were almost closed by their perpetual droop. Her habit of life had become infinitely sensuous and languid; when she rose from recumbency she lolled rather than walked; her lassitude was such that she hardly cared to feed herself; yet she managed to consume five or [218] six times a normal dietary. She seemed always half asleep. A cradle, shaped like a canoe had
1929 · PDF PAGE 200
… Don't you confuse the letters? Arabic looks 'fantastic' to you, as the Roman script does to the Arab; you can memorize one at a glance, white you plod painfully over the other, letter by letter, and probably copy it wrong after all. That's what happened to you last night. I know you were there; and, knowing you were not an initiate, I can guess pretty well what you must have seen. You saw things 'accurately,' so far as you could see them; that is, you saw a projection into your own mind of something really in being. How right such vision can b…
1929 · PDF PAGE 182
…pe. She had only to make this little noise, and immediately a certain landscape opened before her. She was walking on a narrow ribbon of white path that wound up a very gentle slope. On either side of her were broad rough screes, with sparse grass and scrub peeping between the stones. The path led up to a pass between two hills, and near the crest of the ridge were two towers, one on either side of the path, as if for defence. These towers were squat and very ugly, with no windows, but mere slits for archery, and they had no sign of habitation.…
1905 · PDF PAGE 205
…hat poisons man, Sought to assume the impenetrable bliss By spells profound and draughts Canidian.! One lifted me: and, lo! Thalassian,? white as snow, 1 Canidia, a sorceress of Rome in the time of Horace, who attacked her. 2 From Oadacoa, the sea. But Crowley always uses the word as exalting, idealising, personifying the idea.
1929 · PDF PAGE 159
… to approach the cone. Less hampered, but almost equally the prey of hideous vacillation, lack of decision, was General Boulanger, whose white horse charged again an again through space toward the cone, only to be caught up each time by the quick nervous snatch at his rein. Next him, a gracious girlish figure[1] was the centre of sparkling waves of music, many-hued; but one could see that they were not issuing from her, but only through her. A man of short stature[2], with a pale face, stood before her, very similar in the character of his radi…
1905 · PDF PAGE 111
… The shaken fortresses. Till nature reassert her empery, And the full tide of wakefulness at last Foam on the shore of sleep To beat the white cliffs of reality In vain, because their windy strength is past, And only memories weep. Why is the Finite real? And that world So larger, so more beautiful and fleet, So free, so exquisite, The world of dreams and impearled With solitary shaft of Truth? O children of the Night, shadows, not Too sweet, Are your wide realms for our philoso- phers, Who must in hard gray balance-shackles bind The essence of…
1907 · PDF PAGE 126
…re pain. Here let life’s agony take hold enough Of all that lives: let partial tears for them Wake knowledge, brain-dissolving diadem Of white-hot woe upon the brows of love ! LES DEUX GENIES. Goop bends and breathes into the rosy shell Of peace and perfume, love in idleness, Of pure cold raptures, hymns the mystic stress, Imagining’s reiterate miracle. Evil breathes, bending, the reverberate spell Conjuring ghosts of the insane address Of agony lurid in the damned caress, Exulting tortures of the heart of hell. The maiden sits and listens, smi…
1929 · PDF PAGE 64
…Within that circle you must remain until we send for you, unless you wish to leave, in [92] which case you have only to pass through the white curtains in the north. You will find yourself in a lighted passage; open the dooor at the end, you will be in the street, where my automobile awaits your orders. Your use of this exit will, however, close your career in magick; in any future relations we should merely be good friends — or I hope so — but we should not consider any proposal to reconstruct the present situation." "I will wait until you sen…