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Page 83 of 2031910 · PDF PAGE 84
…ody as bow in order to pierce the darkness, the upper fuel with which the body as the lower fuel is kindled by the fire of the vision of God, the net with which the fish of Prana is drawn out, and sacrificed in the fire of the Atman, the ship on which a man voyages over the ether of the heart, the chariot which bears him to the world of Brahman.* At the end of the “Shiva Sanhita” there are some twenty verses dealing with the Mantra. And as in so many; other Hindu books, a considerable amount of mystery is woven around these sacred utterances. W…
1906 · PDF PAGE 233
…d when Ganesha appeared in all his glory, he found him to his disgust quite free from elephanto- morphism. In fact, he quietly asked the God to leave him alone. ‘* Now he was still quite a young elephant when there came into the jungle, tripping merrily along, with a light-hearted song in its nucleolus, no less than a Bacillus. ‘‘ And the elephant died. He was only seventeen years old. VI. “* A brief consultation ; and the Srotapatti was reincarnated asa parrot. For the parrot, said the wicked Jehjaour, may live 500 years and never feel it. ‘‘S…
1919 · PDF PAGE 319
…l fetter seems to gall. He has not quite got the idea that every man and every woman is a star, and that every one’s will is the will of God; at least, he does not seem settled about it. In some parts of his book he makes statements which certainly imply that this is so, but in others he appears too conscious of dividuality. He does not always make it perfectly clear that evil so-called is part of the game, which he describes as the ‘thought of God.’ We have no doubt that as he progresses, he will attain this clearer conception of the magical d…
1929 · PDF PAGE 79
…l of Nature. There is moreover ABRAXAS; there is XNOUBIS; there is MEITHRAS; and indeed it may briefly be stated that every true name of God gives the formula of the invocation of that God.1 It would therefore be impossible, even were it désirable, to analyse ail such names. The general method of doing so has been I. Members of the IV° of the O. T. O . are well aware of a Magick Word whose analysis contains ail Truth, human and Divine, a Word indeed potent for any group which dares to use it. 43
1899 · PDF PAGE 141
… shamed ; and Love waxed bright and bold. | ) The devilish circle of the fiery ring Became one moment like a littlé thing, And Truth and God were'near us to withdraw The veil of Love’s unalterable law. - We feared no fury of the jealous King, But, lest in honour love should find a flaw. Only our looks and trembling lips we dread, And the dear nimbus of a lover’s head, The dreamy splendour and the dim delight ' That feels the fragrance fallen from the night,
1903 · PDF PAGE 108
…ould be chief And drive her to abandon all things yet In mere despair, that bye and bye shall get Young comfort in a babe beyond belief. God would not curse and bless us to such measure ; We were not sad enough nor glad enough ! A little time of misery and pleasure ; Pain strangling half the ecstasy thereof— Such all our gain, who gained the utmost treasure, Gift of the wizard wand and cup of love. 88
1904 · PDF PAGE 79
…e Muttering curses. JASON. Now I hear a song. ’Tis like some shape of sleep that moans for joy, Some bridal sob of love! MEDEA. O Son of God! My poet, swiftly leap the live lyre forth! Else we are all enchanted—yet to me This song is nowise lovely. But in him I note the live look of the eyes leap up, And all his love for me forgotten straight At the mere echo of that tune. ORPHEUS. Hark, friends! Aea’s tune—my Colchian harbour-song! I hear the waters faint and far, And look to where the Polar Star, Half hidden in the haze, divides The double ch…
1906 · PDF PAGE 36
Then backward work; the name becomes With pomp of metaphysic drums A causa causans—God, soul, truth. So raves the riot, age and youth, The cart before the horse. Revered And reverend master, is your beard Darwin’s survival of some tail? Who rants of soul were best to saddle His face, his arms the ass to straddle Since for his voice the part thus bare Would serve as well to scent the air. A. Where reverence ceases, ribald jest Breaks forth, the wise allow the rest. The perfect master stands confessed. 4. Why! I supposed your wrath would burst ; …
1910 · PDF PAGE 79
…wing Weakens, unwearying, And droops with me, Singing the sun-kindled hair Close in the face more fair, The sweet soul shining there For God to see. Surely some angel shed Flowers for the maiden head, Ephemeral flowers ! I yearn, not comforted. My heart is vainly bled Through age-long hours. To thee my spirit turns ; My bright soul aches and burns, As a dry valley yearns For spring and showers. Splendid, remove, a fane Alone and unprofane I know thy breast. These bitter tears of pain Flood me, and fall again Not into rest. Me, whose sole purpos…
1910 · PDF PAGE 92
…alluring glances ! Their eyes that burn like dawns lascivious lances Waking all earth to loveto love ! Life skims The cream of joy. If God could see what man sees, (Intoxicating Nellies, Mauds, and Nances !) I see Him leave the sapphirine expanses, The choir serene and the celestial air To swoon into their sacramental hair !
1926 · PDF PAGE 24
…n. Spelling is de- funct; all is not aught. Before! Hold! Raise the spell of Ra-Hoor-Khuit! 3. Now let it be first understood that I am a god of War and of Vengeance. I shall deal hardly with them. 4. Choose ye an island! 5. Fortify it! 6. Dung it about with enginery of war! 7. I will give you a war-engine. 8. With it ye shall smite the peoples; and none shall stand before you. 9. Lurk! Withdraw! Upon them-! this is the Law of the Battle of Conquest: thus shall my worship be about my secret house. IO. Get the stélé of revealing itself; set it in…
1922 · PDF PAGE 5
…rth and air divide, and on the sea Thy spirit moved—and thou must envy me! Our love must lie beneath thy bitter ban! Thou petty, envious God! My King, be sure His brute force shall not to the end endure; Some stronger soul than thine shall wrest his crown And thrust him from his own high heaven down To some obscure forgetful hell. For me Forsake thy hopes in him. We worship, we, Rather the dear delights we know and hold; The first cool kiss, within the water cold That draws its music from some bubbling well, Looks long, looks deadly, looks desi…
1903 · PDF PAGE 34
Some blood-stain filtered from the soul ; The light and shadow shed between My soul and God from Messaline. And even as a dark and hidden Furnace roars out in woods forbidden, A sullen tide of molten steel Runs from deep furrows in the wheel ; So from afar one central heat Sends the loud pulse to fever beat ; So from one crown and heart of fire Spring the vast phantoms of desire, Impossible and epicene, Familiar souls of Messaline. And as, when thunder broods afar Imperial destinies of war, Men see the haze and heat, and feel The sun’s rays lik…
1905 · PDF PAGE 138
…king Aphrodtte) Daughter of Glory, child Of Earth’s Dione mild By the Father of all, the A‘gis-bearing King! Spouse, daughter, mother of God, Queen of the blest abode In Cyprus’ splendour singly glittering. Sweet sister unto me, I cry aloud to thee ! I laugh upon thee laughing, O dew caught up from sea! Drawn by sharp sparrow and dove And swan’s wide plumes of love, And all the swallow’s swifter vehemence, 139
1910 · PDF PAGE 460
… peasant clown Flies, shrieking, from that dreadful figure. But when he came to any town They caged him for a lunatic. Quod he: ‘‘ Would God I had the trick! The beast escaped from my devices ; I will the same. The bars are thick, But I am strong.” He wrenched in vain; Then—what is this? What wild, sharp strain Smites on the air? The prison smashes. Hark! ’tis the Questing Beast again !
1910 · PDF PAGE 460
… peasant clown Flies, shrieking, from that dreadful figure. But when he came to any town They caged him for a lunatic. Quod he: ‘‘ Would God I had the trick! The beast escaped from my devices ; I will the same. The bars are thick, But I am strong.” He wrenched in vain; Then—what is this? What wild, sharp strain Smites on the air? The prison smashes. Hark! ’tis the Questing Beast again !
1911 · PDF PAGE 220
…e as theirs ; Weave with your prayers The joy of a kiss I Ηο ! for the bliss Of the cup and the rod. He cometh 1 0 lover! O friend and Ο God, Cover us, cover Our faces, and hover Above us, within us 1 Daintily shod, Daintily robed, His witcheries spin us A web of desire. Subtle as fire He cometh among us. The whole sky globed Is on fire with delight, Delight that hath stung us, The passion of night. Night be our mistress! That tress and this tress
1911 · PDF PAGE 220
…e as theirs ; Weave with your prayers The joy of a kiss I Ηο ! for the bliss Of the cup and the rod. He cometh 1 0 lover! O friend and Ο God, Cover us, cover Our faces, and hover Above us, within us 1 Daintily shod, Daintily robed, His witcheries spin us A web of desire. Subtle as fire He cometh among us. The whole sky globed Is on fire with delight, Delight that hath stung us, The passion of night. Night be our mistress! That tress and this tress
1912 · PDF PAGE 88
82 Of light! How lucent is the fog! How noble is my cabbage-head ! How sweetly fragrant is the bog!” “God’s wounds!” (Sir Palamedes said), “What have I done to earn this portion? Must I, the clean knight born and bred, Sup with this filthy toad-abortion ?” Nathless he stayed with him awhile, Lest by disdain his mental torsion Slip back, or miss the serene smile Should crown his quest ; for (as one saith) The unknown may lurk within the vile. So he who sought the Beauteous Breath, Desired the Goodly Gift of Grace, Went equal into life and death,…
1913 · PDF PAGE 101
…ad to Samarkand . AN OLD MAN Have you not girls and garlands in your homes , Eunuchs and Syrian boys at your command ? Seek not excess : God hateth him who roams ! THE MERCHANTS (in chorus) We make the golden journey to Samarkand. A PILGRIM WITH A BEAUTIFUL VOICE Sweet to ride forth at evening from the wells When shadows pass gigantic on the sand, And softly through the silence beat the bells Along the golden road to Samarkand. A MERCHANT We travel not for trafficking alone : By hotter winds our fiery hearts are fanned : For lust of knowing wha…