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1907 · PDF PAGE 98

The Star in the West

…o a prostitute , “ Do you find beauty in her ? ” to which Percy answers : “ No , but I see in her history a poem , to which I trust that God will write an end !” And so the God , who is eternal Love , at present does — in the Lock Hospital or over Waterloo Bridge . Nevertheless there is a great truth hidden in this line . The truth that love shall triumph over mind , or rather that both shall agree . If the carnal act is foul , it is then as foul in the palace as in the brothel : mere prostitution of the body need not necessarily mean a similar…

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1910 · PDF PAGE 164

The Equinox (Volume I, Number III)

…ful Mind. The glass vanishes and with it the reflection, the illusion of Mara or of Maya. He is Reality! He is Truth! He is Atman! He is God. Then Reality vanishes. Truth vanishes. Atman vanishes. God vanishes. He himself vanishes. He is past; he is present; he is future. He is here, he is there. He is everything. He is nowhere. He is nothing. He is blessed, he has attained to the Great Deliverance. He IS; he IS NOT. He is one with Nibbana.+ * Tbid., p. 216. + Another and perhaps a more comprehensive way of attributing the Noble Eightfold Path …

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1910 · PDF PAGE 164

The Equinox (Volume I, Number IV)

…ful Mind. The glass vanishes and with it the reflection, the illusion of Mara or of Maya. He is Reality! He is Truth! He is Atman! He is God. Then Reality vanishes. Truth vanishes. Atman vanishes. God vanishes. He himself vanishes. He is past; he is present; he is future. He is here, he is there. He is everything. He is nowhere. He is nothing. He is blessed, he has attained to the Great Deliverance. He IS; he IS NOT. He is one with Nibbana.+ * Tbid., p. 216. + Another and perhaps a more comprehensive way of attributing the Noble Eightfold Path …

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1910 · PDF PAGE 19

The Scented Garden

…bdullah no doubt considered that the specific differences between man and woman vitiated the symbol, since man is formed in the image of God, and in Muslim theology is not supposed to have forfeited the same. It may here be remarked (as a bulwark to this contention) that el Haji is conspicuous — in fact, incurs reproach in consequence — for his in- novation in the matter of scientific precision. Hafiz uses his symbols vaguely : the tresses of his mi- stress are no doubt the Glories of God, but they are also at times the rays of the sun, the ver…

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1910 · PDF PAGE 78

The Scented Garden

…e to believe.” The ass trots off, all on fire, but suddenly falls headlong into a deep pit. He is about to bear witness that there is no God but God, and Mo- hammed is his prophet (i.e. about to resign himself to death), when he is lifted out by a woman’s hand and set on solid earth again. “ O ass ! how dost thou dare awaken Ayeshah the promised wife of the Prophet of Allah ? ” “ O Ayeshah ! I met a cer- tain dog, who bore witness that thou wast tighter than it is possible to believe, the liar ! ” “ Verily, o ass, but Omar hath passed by since …

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1898 · PDF PAGE 60

Jephthah

…ens, with your hands White with new lilies ! Forth, maidens, in bright bands, Virgins whose one sweet will is To sing the victory of our God in all sky-girdled lands! Elohim! SEMICHORUS I. With dancing feet, and noise Of timbrels smitten, With tears and tender joys, With songs unwritten, With music many-mouthed, with robes in snowy equipoise. Jephthah!

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1901 · PDF PAGE 137

The Soul of Osiris

…Life and Light ! The shadows of my hopes devoured, The crown of my intent cast down, The hate that shone, the love that lowered, Make up God’s universal frown. O Lord, O Hormakhou, display The rosy earnest of the day ! The mighty pomp of desolate Dead kings, a pageant, moves along ; Dead queens unite in desperate, Unsatisfied, unholy song. O Khephra, manifest in flesh, Arise, create the world afresh ! The silence of my heart is one With memory’s insatiate night ; T

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1903 · PDF PAGE 48

Alice: An Adultery

…Fate ; though I had seen Chastity charm-proof arm the sea-gray eyes And sweet clean body of my spirit’s queen, Where nothing dwells that God did not devise. 28

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1903 · PDF PAGE 91

Alice: An Adultery

…meless infamy ! That we Should pluck such bitter bloom, rooted in fear, Salt with the scurf of some diseaséd sea, Foul with the curse of God : that we are here, Hating the night’s inexorable hours. 71

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1903 · PDF PAGE 96

Alice: An Adultery

… she—how else ? What rest May a man know until his quiet breast Beats to her tune ? I garbed me as a priest And moved towards my Host—on God I feast ! We lay in naked chastity, caressed Child-like or dreaming, till the dawn repressed Our sighs : that nuptial yet hath never ceased. That was the best : far sundered by the tide Dolorous, endless as Oceanus, A serpent-river girdling the large earth, Still in that pure embrace we bring to birth A thousand pleasant children born of us, Sacred and sinless, if unsanctified. 76

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1905 · PDF PAGE 34

Oracles

…sniffs loud and holds aloof. (O Holy Spirit, pity her !) The Angel has not come again. (Bring gold and frankincense and myrrh !) Why did God deal her out such pain ? (O Holy Spirit, pity her !) Her love-hours held the Holy Ghost. (Bring gold and frankincense and myrrh !) Where is he now she needs him most ? (O Holy Spirit, pity her !) 29

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1905 · PDF PAGE 37

Orpheus

…air. Faster and faster— My soul is aware Of a sound that is dimmer and duller, wide wings adrift of the air. Their forces that wander No God-voice know they! Their bridals they squander! Unknown is their way! The sky’s heart? beyond her Sweet bosom they stray. Shall these then obey me and hear? . Shall the tameless ones hear and obey? From secretest places Whence darkness is drawn, Where terrible faces Enkindle the dawn, 38

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1910 · PDF PAGE 75

The Winged Beetle

… gone : the Deity May write me down a debtor, For I had thought that I was free— I find I have a fetter ! (Her thought.) Yea ; must some god announce afresh No more they are twain ; they are one flesh ? ” For here I sit and laugh and smoke And play with youth and pleasure ; Life is a dream, and death a joke, And love a thing of leisure— The dance is done, the spell is broke, And marred the merry measure ! Yea ; my small kiss is somehow worth The love of all the boys on earth ! The shy sweet smiles, the tender eyes And bodies slim that woo me ;

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1912 · PDF PAGE 46

Sir Palamedes

40 XV Sir PaLaMeEDE the Saracen Hath come to an umbrageous land Where nymphs abide, and Pagan men. The Gods are nigh, say they, at hand. How warma throb from Venus stirs The pulses of her worshippers ! Nor shall the Tuscan God be found Reluctant from the altar-stone : His perfume shall delight the ground, His presence to his folk be known In darkling grove and glimmering shrine— O ply the kiss and pour the wine! Sir Palamede is fairly come Into a place of glowing bowers, Where all the Voice of Time is dumb: Before an altar crowned with flowers …

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1912 · PDF PAGE 73

Sir Palamedes

…nd on—with heart and eyes of stone. The deep-scarred brain of him is healed With wind and sea and star and sun, The assoiling grace that God revealed For gree and bounteous benison. Ah! still he trusts the recreant brain, Thrown in a thousand tourney-justs ; Still he raves on in reason-strain With senseless “oughts” and fatuous “ musts.” “ All the delusions ” (argueth The ass), “all uproars, surely rise From that curst Me whose name is Death, Whereas the Questing Beast belies 67

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1913 · PDF PAGE 74

Cambridge Poets 1900–1913

Aleister Crowley . I sit as God must sit; I reign . Redemption from the threads of pain I weave , until the veil be drawn . I burn the chaff ,I glean the grain ; In silence I await the dawn . SONG . TO sea ! To sea ! The ship is trim ; The breezes bend the sails . They chant the necromantic hymn , Arouse Arabian tales . To sea ! Before us leap the waves ; The wild white combers follow . Invoke , ye melancholy slaves , The morning of Apollo ! There 's phosphorescence in the wake , And starlight o' er the prow . One comet , like an angry snake , …

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1913 · PDF PAGE 80

Cambridge Poets 1900–1913

…irit , shadow Her !) There are three kings upon the road . (Bring gold and frankincense and myrrh !) She hath thrice blessed the Name of God . (O Holy Spirit, shadow Her !) There stands her star above the sky, (Bring gold and frankincense and myrrh !) She hath thrice blessed the Trinity . (O Holy Spirit, shadow Her !) Her joyful ardour hath sufficed . (Bring gold and frankincense and myrrh !) She is delivered of the Christ . (The angels come to worship Her !) AMEN .

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1913 · PDF PAGE 148

Cambridge Poets 1900–1913

…fe of souls A strife religion -born , For that blind change which we salute in faith As progress . Overbold Dictating wisdom to a silent God We grasp the wrist of Fate Immovable , and hearken not her voice Save in our own . But you Stand in the quiet of unchanging light And listen to the truth . Dichas progressed changement 129

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1913 · PDF PAGE 201

Cambridge Poets 1900–1913

…ARY FORD AND JIMMY PRICE . A GHOST STORY. JIMMY Price was twelve, and played Where the chestnut cast a shade Near the crumbling house of God, Anno Domini, Nineteen Odd . Mary Ford , at twenty - five, Gave up pretending to be alive : This, says her tombstone under the tree, Happened in 1743 . Now , as Jimmy plays alone, All his pretty fellows gone Home to supper , home to bed , Mary rises from the dead. Just her very self again Mary rises , prim and plain . Jimmy, scared to death almost, Shut his eyes to hide the ghost . Mary cried to him : “ Ne…

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1913 · PDF PAGE 274

The Equinox (Volume I, Number IX)

…I am thine, As the vine’s ensigns entwine 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 !

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