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THE KEY OF THE MYSTERIES Werther, and therefore we wish to die! Poor children, it is not death that you need, it is life. Since you have been in the world you have died every day; is it from the cruel pleasure of annihilation that you would demand a remedy for the annihilation of your pleasures? No, life has never deceived you, you have not yet lived. What you have been taking for life is but the hallucinations and the dreams of the first slumber of death! All great criminals have hallucinated themselves on pur- pose; and those who hallucinate …
1913 · PDF PAGE 561
THE KEY OF THE MYSTERIES Werther, and therefore we wish to die! Poor children, it is not death that you need, it is life. Since you have been in the world you have died every day; is it from the cruel pleasure of annihilation that you would demand a remedy for the annihilation of your pleasures? No, life has never deceived you, you have not yet lived. What you have been taking for life is but the hallucinations and the dreams of the first slumber of death! All great criminals have hallucinated themselves on pur- pose; and those who hallucinate …
1898 · PDF PAGE 89
…rew one clear Concept, ideal, divine, Of a god of light and laughter, of a god of wheat and wine. Work on, strong mind, devise The outer life aright ; Dream, subtle soul, and arise To noblest litanies That pierce the mask of night— In a man work lifts his eyelids, but his dreams lend eyes their light. So dreams and days are wed, And soul and body lie Ambrosial in Love’s bed. See, heaven with stars is spread— So glad of life am I If an angel came to call me I am sure I would not die. 79
1907 · PDF PAGE 105
…ping down the street, That youth—scarce thirty—bowed like sixty?” ‘* Oh, A woman jilted him.” ‘‘ Absurd!” ‘ Con- ceit ! Some youths take life—are Puritans, you know!” I heard it, sitting in the window—glowed, Rushed to my wife and kissed her. Lithe and young The rapture of some ardent madness flowed ; And — bye-and-bye —its miracle found tongue. Guess, guess the secret why I burn for you These years so cold to woman as I was! Guess why your laugh, your kiss, your touch run through My body, as it were a tunéd glass ! 1 Holy Queen-—one of the man…
1907 · PDF PAGE 98
…ood. Fall, black fears! Ay! through her widowed, her unwedded tears, The foolish filial appeal, ‘“ Restore, | O Father Zeus, this tender life once more!” Falls the baulked hope of half a million years. She in her gloom and ignorance will go Forlorn to Paphos, wrapt in urgent woe, Her hair funereal swathing her fallen form, Its wind-swept horror holding him; his white Torn body blushing through tempestuous night. So breaks the life in hell, the year in storm. 62
1928 · PDF PAGE 30
…sses of Paradise! You impudent fellow; you dare to walk about in the poor quarters of the town, and you have not even glasses which make life look beautiful! And I pushed him vigorously towards the staircase, where he stumbled and swore. I went to the balcony and seized a little flower-pot; and when the man reappeared in the doorway I let fall my engine of war on the back edge of his shoulder straps, and the shock overthrowing him, he broke beneath his back all his poor walking stock-in-trade, which uttered the crashing cry of a glass palace s…
1898 · PDF PAGE 26
XXIX. Choked with their reek and fume and bitter sweat His body perishes, his life is drained, The last sweet drop of nectar has not stained Another life, his lips and limbs are wet With death-dews ! Ha ! The painter has attained As high a meed As his who first begot sweet music on a reed. XXX. And O ! my music is so poor and thin ! I am poor Marsyas ; where shall I find A wise Olympas and a lover kind To teach my mouth to sing some secret sin, Faint, fierce, and horrible, to tune my mind, And on a reed Better beloved to bid me discourses at hi…
1907 · PDF PAGE 77
BOUCHES D’ENFER OOK how it leaps towards the leaper’s curl Of vivid ecstasy, life loosed at last From the long-held leash! The headlong, hot-mouthed girl Upon her sister like a star is cast, Pallid with death-in-life achieved. O force Of murder animal in the dead embrace! The implacable ardour, unavenged remorse For time’s insulting loss, quickens the pace Unto its prey that gathers, like a storm Shrouding invisibly the crater’s rim Whence fury yet shall wake, and fire inform The inane basalt and coruscations dim Of smouldering infamy. Bow down…
1901 · PDF PAGE 81
…f countless flashes on the crystal flakes, Forgetting it is only death that makes Its home the centre of that starry girth. Yet, what is life ? The manhood in me wakes. The absolute desire hath hold of me. Death were most welcome in that solemn sea ; So bitter is my life. But carelessness Of life and death and love is on me—yes !
1954 · PDF PAGE 520
80 Life A Gamble Cara Soror, Do what thou wilt shall be the whole of the Law. In one or two-no, I think more like three or four-letters of yours to hand in the last couple of months , you have put forward various excuses for slackness, the necessities of your economic situation . You say you must have "regular work," and a "steady income ," and all that sort of thing. My innocent child, that species of Magick is quite simple. Take the horns of a hare ... That's enough for the present: I'll tell you what to do with them when you've got them. In …
1909 · PDF PAGE 46
Lord ! on love’s altar lies the sacrament. O willing victim, eager to be slain, Lusting to feel the knife, the life-veil rent, Assumption energized by death ! O fain To feel the murderous ardour of the priest Clutch at his throat, theurgic frenzy fly About the initiates of the Paschal feast And know it centred in the dim dead I Loosed by the pang — even thus you know it is, Even thus, when I invoke your harsh caress, Put up my mouth to your immortal kiss, Confess you for my lady and murderess — In mine own life-blood I exult to float Even as yo…
1922 · PDF PAGE 229
… in every way, an object of contempt, and a failure. Yet in the very moment when his enemies succeed in murdering him and destroying his life’s work, they are obliged to admit that he has ‘‘ Accomplished the Great Work’’—of creating Living Beings! “ Every man and every woman 1s a star.” —B. K. L. I don’t like that room. I said nothing about it to Peter ; but the old man was there walking about as large as life. You have to be specially prepared to see these things. Cockie was never spiritually minded. September 18 An alarm of burglars last nigh…
1905 · PDF PAGE 86
…rumbled bank, the bar. I know the mood. Even so I see the terror of universal strife : Murderous war, and murderous peace, and miserable life : The pang of childbirth, and the pain of youth, and the fear of age, Life tossed and broken into dust in the elemental rage. Is not God part of every the tiniest spark of man ? Is He not moulded also in His Own Eternal Plan ? Even so ; as the woes of earth is the angry crested sea. Even so ; as Her great peace abideth in the deep—so He ! What wreck floats by us ? What pale corpse rolls horribly above, To…
1905 · PDF PAGE 86
…ense elate, Creative power and passion : then the loud Assertion of young will, the quickening rate And strength in blood, in youth with life endowed, And firmness fastening; the last lustre’s span Consolidates and shows the perfect man. Fivefold : the humour changes as his child Calls him first “father” ; sense of strength divine Fills him; then man’s work in the world, and wild Efforts to fame: then steadier in the shrine Burns the full flame: then, turning, the years piled Seem suddenly a burden ; then the fine Flavour of full maturity is ta…
1910 · PDF PAGE 9
…ke a bag-pipe drone to wail Its monotone through high, low, fast and slow. It has been like a secret cancer, Forcing all servants of the life to give Their work to the usurper ; all its themes assail The main word Life ; they build their archipelago Of poison in each sea where life was holy. Their questions have no answer, But all’s converted to the abominable Soul-sickening thing that one is tied to. This is I Just as God in His Nature, wholly Involved therein, its tune, its motive, its quintessence. There were no meaning in Spring’s aspen spe…
1910 · PDF PAGE 146
…ke a bag-pipe drone to wail Its monotone through high, low, fast and slow. It has been like a secret cancer, Forcing all servants of the life to give Their work to the usurper ; all its themes assail The main word Life ; they build their archipelago Of poison in each sea where life was holy. Their questions have no answer, But alls converted to the abominable Soul-sickening thing that one is tied to. This is I Just as God in His Nature, wholly Involved therein, its tune, its motive, its quintessence. There were no meaning in Springs aspen spe…
1919 · PDF PAGE 273
…ible and sensible of whom this earth is but a frozen spark turning about thee with annual and diurnal motion, source of light, source of life, let thy perpetual radiance hearten us to continual labour and en- joyment; so that as we are constant partakers of thy bounty we may in our particular orbit give out light and life, sus- tenance and joy to them that revolve about us without diminution of substance or effulgence for ever. THE PEopLe. So mote it be. (THE LORD) Tue Deacon. Lord secret and most holy, source of life, source of love, source of…
1909 · PDF PAGE 30
Lonely, o life, art thou when circumstance Occult or open keeps us twain apart! Lamenting through the dreary day there dance Anaemic thoughts; the bruised and bloodless heart Beats as if tired of life, as I am tired Who all these days have never seen your face, Nor touched the body that my soul desired, Nor have inhaled the perfume of the place That you make sweet —- black dogs of doubt and fear Howl at my heels while care plies whip and spur, Driving me down to the dull damned dead sphere Where is no sight or sound or scent of Her Our Lady Dia…
1912 · PDF PAGE 26
Aticta. Only as is the graven image of death ‘Which men call life, and ignorantly adore! Crassus. Spare me! I cannot bear you more. Aurcia. Then will I drown you. Lock your fingers fast In mine, and fet our mouths mix at the last. [Zhe statue of PAN is seen to be alive. Pan. Shrill, shrill Over the hill! ‘The hunter is hot—this is the kill Scream! Scream! Dissolving the dream Of life, the knife to the heart of the wife! The fountain jets Its flood of blood, And the moss that it wets Is an amethyst flame of violets. ‘Who shall escape Murder and …
1912 · PDF PAGE 120
… Aching with infinite sweetnesses within To crush the wavering insect, and to xvin From the deep crimson heart of thee a tide Of wondrous Life; as when the Crucified, Hanging in shame to expiata all sin, Found in the dying thief a soul akin Το His own soul. Is not all Truth allied? Ο miracle of miracles sublime, That all created things should sink to climb! Ο mystery incarnate of the soul, That dies but to be born anew! The whole One monstrous effigy of Life, that Time Scrawls with fantastic hands from pole to pole. ARCHER??:חתפמ