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Page 7 of 1231911 · PDF PAGE 239
…nd loves, and weeps, and dies. A new Ulysses leaves once more Calypso for his native shorei Oh, write no more the tale of Troy, If earth Death’s scroll must be! Nor mix with Laian rage the joy Which dawns upon the free; Although a subtler Sphinx renew Riddles of death Thebes never knew. Another Athens shall arise, And to remoter time Bequeath, like sunset to the skies, The splendour of its prime; And leave, if nought so bright may live, All earth can take or Heaven can give. Saturn and Love their long repose Shall burst, more bright and good Th…
1911 · PDF PAGE 239
…nd loves, and weeps, and dies. A new Ulysses leaves once more Calypso for his native shorei Oh, write no more the tale of Troy, If earth Death’s scroll must be! Nor mix with Laian rage the joy Which dawns upon the free; Although a subtler Sphinx renew Riddles of death Thebes never knew. Another Athens shall arise, And to remoter time Bequeath, like sunset to the skies, The splendour of its prime; And leave, if nought so bright may live, All earth can take or Heaven can give. Saturn and Love their long repose Shall burst, more bright and good Th…
1905 · PDF PAGE 123
…ress thee and control. Nay, but alone, intolerably alone, Alone, as here, thy carrion soul shall swelter, Yearning in vain for sleep, or death, or shelter; No release possible, no respite known ! Self-damned, without a friend, thy eternal place Sweats through the painting of thy harlot’s face. At the hour of the eclipse, Wednesday, Dec. 28. BESIDE THE RIVER. RAIN, rain in May. The river sadly flows, A sullen silver crossed with sable bars, Damp, gleomy, shivering, while reluctant stars, Between swart masses of thick clouds that close, Drive wit…
1906 · PDF PAGE 97
AVE MORS. O V1RGIN! O my sister! Hear me, death! The tainted kisses of the harlot life Sicken me; hers is foul and fevered breath, This noisome woman I have made my wife. She lies asweat, aslime. O hear me, thon ! Wash with thy tears this desecrated brow ! With cool chaste kisses cleanse me! Lay me out, Wrapped in a spotless winding-sheet, and soothe These nerves ill nuzzled by the black swine’s snout With thine eternal anodyne of truth! The foul beast grunts and snorts; but hear me, death! Thy wings are wind-white as her hoofs are dunged. Thy …
1913 · PDF PAGE 217
… years shall pass in myriads over the Tree Whereon thou bloomest, O my Rose o’ the worlds, And one shall pluck thee forth ; and Love and Death Shall lie together, and there shall be born He who shall bear for ever into life The rose-tipped lilies under the silent stars, The silent stars, and the new-blushing roses. O Rose! my Rose o’ the World, my Rose of Roses, Thou shalt be born anew, and live for ever! XVIII THE YELLOW SQUARE DeatH! Death! In the cool green colonnades of time I pursue thee; thou art fled before me now In the silence. By the …
1913 · PDF PAGE 217
… years shall pass in myriads over the Tree Whereon thou bloomest, O my Rose o’ the worlds, And one shall pluck thee forth ; and Love and Death Shall lie together, and there shall be born He who shall bear for ever into life The rose-tipped lilies under the silent stars, The silent stars, and the new-blushing roses. O Rose! my Rose o’ the World, my Rose of Roses, Thou shalt be born anew, and live for ever! XVIII THE YELLOW SQUARE DeatH! Death! In the cool green colonnades of time I pursue thee; thou art fled before me now In the silence. By the …
1906 · PDF PAGE 93
…peal In, in at the captured gate ! Then o’er the field the maniac passed And closed the dead men’s eyes. ‘‘ They are sleeping close with death at last !” The wanton warrior cries. But he who saw the dead man’s jaw Grind at the last was aware That the harlot’s kiss was Paradise That the soldier tasted there. And beyond the magnificent joy of death Shears through the sky, as a flame Ripping the air, the lightning breath Of the nation’s resonant fame. Hail! to the Hachiman deed well done! To the virile strength of a man! To the stainless blaze of …
1996 · PDF PAGE 147
148 The Law is for All 1:44 is also possible on the larger scale, all Life being Magick, all Death Mysticism. Then why is Death “forbidden”? All things are surely lawful. But we must work without “lust of result,” taking everything as it comes without desire indeed, but with all manner of delight! Let thy Love-Madrigal to Death, thy Mother-Mistress, ripple and swell throughout the years, with all the Starry Heaven for thine Orchestra; but do not imagine that to attain Her is the sole satis faction. It is the yearning itself that is Beatitude. …
1909 · PDF PAGE 16
… sudden sun; The choral heaven woke; the aethyr flooded All space with joy that you and I were one. But in the dark and splendid dens of death Arose an echo of that jewelled song : There swept a savour of polluted breath From the lost souls, the unsubstantial throng That tasted once a shadow of our glory And turn them in the evil house to adore The godhead of our sin, the tragic story We have set ourselves to write, the sombre score Our daggers carve with poesy sublime Upon the roof tree of despair and crime! As we read Love and Death in either…
1899 · PDF PAGE 200
…ing 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 silver o’er Death’s glooming skies, And gladden the last labouring torch of breath.
1905 · PDF PAGE 70
… and hate, Our hunger and our fear, Pass to a solemn state Pregnant with hope and fate. O Orpheus, we are here! THE EARTH Life hidden in death, Life shrined in the soul, Life bright for his breath, Life dark for his goal, I am Mother, and Burier, and Friend—- Look thou to the end! I am Light in thy Love, Iam Love in thy Life. I am cloistered above Where the stars are at strife. I am life in thy light, and thy death Is part of my breath. My voices are many, Thy lyre is but one; But thou art not as any Soul under the sun! Thou hast power for an h…
1910 · PDF PAGE 171
…t the sordidness Of thine own effect on thine own distress ; Art come thereby to the stature of man By my power, who am Pan. And by this death shalt laugh to know Thy father’s final overthrow. My soul the heights and depths has spanned. I hold the star-streams in mine hand. I am the master of life and death And of every spirit that quickeneth. Yea ! in the light of knowledge, Pan
1912 · PDF PAGE 28
… he be like a child Silently curled within its mother's womb, Or feeding at her breast. There is a wild Way also—when his dumbness is of death, And there’s a first and second death. Remember To die so that no god's or ange!’s breath May quicken into life the wasted ember! Crassus. lam dead now. Auta. But I must raise you up. The night grows darker; all Pan's light is gone, And you and I are pledged to sup Upon a secret. Crassus. All your secret shone. [She laughs again. Auicta. Oh, when you know it! But you must divine Adela’s shrine. 3
1899 · PDF PAGE 78
…ious spurting flame Grown sad with shame, Whose imminent desire Drinks in the dew of earth, Gives its own limpid streams to quench mans deathly dearth. O gardened rose ! The fern-fronds gird thy fragrant beauty round. Thy ways are bound With petals that unclose When the sun seeks his way Through night and sleep and love to all the dreams of day. Love, sleep, and death ! The three that melt together, mingle so Man may not know The little change of breath (Caught sigh that love desires,) When love grows sleep, and sleep at last in death expires.
1910 · PDF PAGE 152
…know, sweet, how it seems (To a love like ours) to die ! So, dear ! Virginal you were When I touched your life with song ; Virgin now to death lie there ! You shall not await him long. (Fold your body in your hair !) Satan, hail ! our consecration ! Lilies, lilies : let them swathe you, Robes baptismal of damnation ! Tuberose and iris bathe you In the sea, annihilation ! All white flowers I build, a fane Fit to shroud the sacrifice. I will kiss you once again Ere I pull the trigger twice. Or our death were died in vain.
1913 · PDF PAGE 274
…ine At the sacring of the sun, Thou the even and I the odd Being and becoming one On the abacus of God! Thou the sacred snake that rears Death, a jewelled crest across The enchantment of the years, All my love that is my loss. Life and death, two and one, Hate and love, moon and sun, Light and darkness, never swerve From the norm, note the nerve, Name the name, exceed the excess Of thy lamp of loveliness, Living snake of lazy love, Ithyphallic that uprears Its Palladium above The enchantment of the years !
1913 · PDF PAGE 274
…ine At the sacring of the sun, Thou the even and I the odd Being and becoming one On the abacus of God! Thou the sacred snake that rears Death, a jewelled crest across The enchantment of the years, All my love that is my loss. Life and death, two and one, Hate and love, moon and sun, Light and darkness, never swerve From the norm, note the nerve, Name the name, exceed the excess Of thy lamp of loveliness, Living snake of lazy love, Ithyphallic that uprears Its Palladium above The enchantment of the years !
1904 · PDF PAGE 90
18 ARGONAUTAE O let me fall from death to dream, Eternal monotone; Faint eventide of sleep supreme With thee and love alone! A jewelled night of star and moon Shall watch our bridal chamber, Bending the blue rays to the tune Of softly-sliding amber. Dim winds shall whisper echoes of Our slow ecstatic breath, Telling all worlds how sweet is love, How beautiful is death. MEDEA. Sing, Orpheus, this doth madden them the most. Should one man leap—This tune is terrible ! ORPHEUS. I am not moved, although I am a man. So strong a safeguard is cool chas…
1913 · PDF PAGE 20
…n . Fallen the treasure of beeches And naked the tangle of thorn , And the bare boughs make sad speeches And sighings forlorn . There 's death in the marshes reeking And death in the arm of the air , And our hearths to the mists are leaking And no warmth there . Sweet ye bards was the singing Of magical numbers ye made When summer her bounty was Ainging O’ er forest and glade . And we hearing forgot them after , When the mists lay still in the fen , Nor heeded nor needed , for laughter Was in us then .
1911 · PDF PAGE 8
THE EQUINOX Until the Voice vibrate! Until it pierce my Depth; Look not on High! Look not Beneath! For thou wilt find a life which is as Death: or a Death which should be infinite. For Thou art submitted to the Four: Five thou shalt find, but Seven is lone and far. O Lord God, let Thy Spirit hither unto me! For I am lost in the night of infinite pain: no hope: no God: no resurrection: no end: I fall: I fear. O Saviour of the World, bruise Thou my Head with Thy foot to save the world, that once again I touch Him whom I slew, that in my death I f…