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…l also: Tartarus and Gaia Twinned in my womb, and Chaos from my brows Shrank back abashed, my sister dark and dire, Mother of Erebus and Night, that ploughs With starry-sandalled feet the fields of fire ; My sister shrank and fell, the infernal gloom Changed to the hot sweet shadow of my womb. {02
1912 · PDF PAGE 34
… strikes the bell. MAGDALENA appears at the window, dressed. My Magdalena ! You are ready ? Loves the tune ! Bare me your beauty to the night and the lagoon ! MAGDALENA. I am ready. [She disappears. ORLANDO. To meet God ! your sulky soul must glide In a darker boat than mine, and cross a colder tide. [MAGDALENA opens the door, and comes out. MAGDALENA. See ! but a silken shawl between you and your lover ! [She opens it, spreading her arms to enfold him. ORLANDO. Between you and your thrall what mysteries uncover ! MAGDALENA. What do you mean ?…
1912 · PDF PAGE 175
… the ashes from his long churchmen/den þzþe on tah/e].—JACKsitting on table] MARTIN. I think I’ll go round to the Blue Cow, Jack, for my night-cape [Going tum: : hand on JACK'S shun/den] I‘ve been thinking, lad, we must all die, and them as is old thinks a mort about it, jacki—never {earl I’ve been thinking, lady Jack Adams has been a son to me, and more than a son ]ACK. Why, no! Father, it’s me that is glad you bid me call you so. MARTIN. More than a son, and a kind, kind son, lad! Thinks I, I’ll see Lawyer Brown to-morrow, and tie up my littl…
1912 · PDF PAGE 175
… the ashes from his long churchmen/den þzþe on tah/e].—JACKsitting on table] MARTIN. I think I’ll go round to the Blue Cow, Jack, for my night-cape [Going tum: : hand on JACK'S shun/den] I‘ve been thinking, lad, we must all die, and them as is old thinks a mort about it, jacki—never {earl I’ve been thinking, lady Jack Adams has been a son to me, and more than a son ]ACK. Why, no! Father, it’s me that is glad you bid me call you so. MARTIN. More than a son, and a kind, kind son, lad! Thinks I, I’ll see Lawyer Brown to-morrow, and tie up my littl…
1913 · PDF PAGE 220
… Through all this endless maze of whirling things. Ah! let me pierce to the heart, to the heart of the Rose. I am pale as the Rose: last night came Love to me, And brushed me with his wing; and I arose, And stared out from my window into the dark. There was rain and wind, and the unforgotten cry Of her who hath striven for ever, and failed at last For that Life had conquered her. But she came to me, Crying, “ Wilt thou not lend me of thy strength, And yield thy love to me?” How should I tell Of this silent thing, this wise debauch of a goddess,…
1913 · PDF PAGE 220
… Through all this endless maze of whirling things. Ah! let me pierce to the heart, to the heart of the Rose. I am pale as the Rose: last night came Love to me, And brushed me with his wing; and I arose, And stared out from my window into the dark. There was rain and wind, and the unforgotten cry Of her who hath striven for ever, and failed at last For that Life had conquered her. But she came to me, Crying, “ Wilt thou not lend me of thy strength, And yield thy love to me?” How should I tell Of this silent thing, this wise debauch of a goddess,…
1910 · PDF PAGE 160
…s either to eat dirt, i.e. (apologize) or “ to die.” Hence an offended Persian in a tavern brawl, may “ You must sup with Father John to-night ” meaning “ Retract, or I knife you.” 3. Venus-throw — the double six. The highest throw at dice. 4. Ghoul — a corpse-devouring devil. 5. Hur al Ayn. pl. of Ahwar al Ayn, our Western “ Houri.” Literally, one whose eye is intensely white, i.e. the conjunctiva ; while the cornea is perfectly black. 6. ‘ Attar ’ [Persian text] a druggist. “ Attar of roses ” (corrupted to “ Otto of Roses ”) is all non- sense…
1913 · PDF PAGE 210
172 THE EQUINOX Hail! on the altar of the awakening day ; Hail! in the temple of the night outworn By the vigils of the gods! Soft, secret Rose, I bear upon my breast the golden sign ; I wear thee on my breast, and I am thine— Light as the summer oak-leaves, gold as the god On the shimmering sea calling the winds to rest. Light, light be the earth upon thee, and below, Breath of the world unborn, long wave of song! Hail unto thee, and hail unto the star That bore thee! Hail! and hail! and hail! and hail Hail! For the word is spoken, and the lig…
1913 · PDF PAGE 210
172 THE EQUINOX Hail! on the altar of the awakening day ; Hail! in the temple of the night outworn By the vigils of the gods! Soft, secret Rose, I bear upon my breast the golden sign ; I wear thee on my breast, and I am thine— Light as the summer oak-leaves, gold as the god On the shimmering sea calling the winds to rest. Light, light be the earth upon thee, and below, Breath of the world unborn, long wave of song! Hail unto thee, and hail unto the star That bore thee! Hail! and hail! and hail! and hail Hail! For the word is spoken, and the lig…
1905 · PDF PAGE 103
…and, with quietest complaint Borne on the wings of dying breezes up, To where we make toward the wooded top Of yonder menacing hill. The night is fallen Starless and moonless, black beyond belief, Tremendous, only just the ripple keeps Our souls from perishing in the inane, With music borrowed from the soul of God. We twain go thither, knowing no desire To lead us 3 but some strong necessity Urges, as lightning thunder, our slow steps Upward. For on the pleasant meadow-land That slopes to sunny bays, and limpid seas (That breathe like maidens-s…
1907 · PDF PAGE 208
…hts dis- sever. Yet, O my heart! abide, endure! Seek not by sight to assure, Or she is lost to thee and lost for ever ! Now breathes the night-air o’er the deep, And limb-dissolving sleep Laps my own country, and the maiden moon Gleams silver barley from the sea, And binds it royally Into a sheaf that waves to the wind’s tune. The rocky portals rise above. Here I may clasp my love, Here Hermes shall deliver. Ah! how shook Yon cliff at the wind’s ardent kiss ! This is the hour of bliss— Thesea! Thesea! Eurydice! Look, Look! Ai! but like wind-whi…
1907 · PDF PAGE 66
…hing from her clasp , Fled hissing outward , a more hateful asp Than India breeds to - day . till day Dropped her blue pinions , and the night drew on , And sable clouds banked out the weary sun . The whole course of events is now reversed , Char icles a venomous adder , Archais once again her own divine and glorious self . And this is how we find her the second time : The Tale of Archais , vol . i, p . 14 . 2 Ibid . vol . i, p . 16 .
1909 · PDF PAGE 133
…t I am more balanced on, and master of, the Path, I cannot say. Have walked home, drunk a citron pressé at the Dome, and prepare for the night. As I crossed the boulevard, I looked to the bright moon, high and stately in the east, for a message. And there came to me this passage from the Book of Abramelin: “And thou wilt begin to inflame thyself in pray— ing . . . It is the sentence which goes on to declare the Result. (P.S.—With this rose that curious feeling of confidence, sure premonition of success, that one gets in most physical tasks, but e…
1922 · PDF PAGE 89
…of time, because a church clock struck somewhere far off at immense incalculable intervals. I knew, therefore, that I was making a white night of it. I was aware of dawn through the open French windows on the balcony. Ages, long ages, later, there was a chime of bells announcing early Mass; and gradually my thought became more slow, more dim; the active pleasure of thinking became passive. Little by little the shadows crept across my reverie, and then I knew no more.
1928 · PDF PAGE 84
…slightly flavoured with opium; beyond the compound, the noise of light-intoxicated birds, and the chattering of little negresses, and at night, to accompany my dreams, the plaintive song of musical trees, the melancholy filaos; yes, indeed, there is the surrounding which I looked for; what do I want with a palace? And further, going down a broad avenue, he saw a tidy little inn, where, from a window made cheerful by curtains of many-coloured calico, two laughing heads leaned out. At once he said to himself, My thought must indeed be a vagabon…
1929 · PDF PAGE 228
…ame side. I was very frightened of that uniform!" "L'habit ne fait pas le moine," replied Douglas gaily. "And now, sir, let us spend the night discussing our plans in detail — and some very excellent whisky which I happen to have by me." The spies pursued their double task, with pitiless energy, till morning was well broken. Later in the day Douglas left for Soissons. He was attached to the French army as chief of a corps of signallers — thanks, once again, to the good offices of Becasseux. His plans were perfect: they had been cut and dried fo…
1909 · PDF PAGE 137
… dwellers of the light, Opening Duant, the star-abodes ; Their keys receiving. The dead man Ankh-af-na-khonsu Hath made his passage into night, His pleasure on the earth to do Among the living. Amen Amen without lie Amen, and Amen of Amen. I shall lie down to sleep in my robes, still wearing the Ring of the Masters, and bearing my wand in my hand. For to me now sleep is the same as waking, and life the same as death. In Thy L.V.X. are not light and darkness but twin children that chase each other in their play? Awoke from long sweet dreamless s…
1911 · PDF PAGE 8
… 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 feel the radiance and the heat of the moving of Thy Robes! Let us alone! What have we to do with Thee, Thou Jesus of Nazareth? Go! Go! If I keep silence—Or if I speak each word is anguish withou…
1912 · PDF PAGE 334
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1912 · PDF PAGE 334
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