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…on the wings, and arouse the coiled splendour within you: come unto me! 62. At all my meetings with you shall the priestess say— and her eyes shall burn with desire as she stands bare and rejoicing in my secret temple—To me! To me! calling forth the flame of the hearts of all in her love-chant. 63. Sing the rapturous love-song unto me! Burn to me perfumes! Wear to me jewels! Drink to me, for I love you! I love you! 64. I am the blue-lidded daughter of Sunset; I am the naked brilliance of the voluptuous night-sky. 65. To me! To me! 66. The Manif…
1913 · PDF PAGE 467
… the grand-vicars had let go, and which accord- ingly hung down to the ground. ‘The head of the Archbishop was a little thrown back, his eyes and his free hand raised to heaven. His attitude was that which Eugéne Delacroix has given to the Bishop of Liége in the picture of his assassination by the bandits of the Wild Boar of the Ardennes ;? there was in his gesture the whole 1 Extract from Sir Walter Scott’s Notes on the murder of the Bishop of Liége : “The Bishop’s murder did not take place till 1482. Inthe months of August and September of th…
1913 · PDF PAGE 57
…on the wings, and arouse the coiled splendour within you: come unto me! 62. At all my meetings with you shall the priestess say— and her eyes shall burn with desire as she stands bare and rejoicing in my secret temple—To me! To me! calling forth the flame of the hearts of all in her love-chant. 63. Sing the rapturous love-song unto me! Burn to me perfumes! Wear to me jewels! Drink to me, for I love you! I love you! 64. I am the blue-lidded daughter of Sunset; I am the naked brilliance of the voluptuous night-sky. 65. To me! To me! 66. The Manif…
1913 · PDF PAGE 467
… the grand-vicars had let go, and which accord- ingly hung down to the ground. ‘The head of the Archbishop was a little thrown back, his eyes and his free hand raised to heaven. His attitude was that which Eugéne Delacroix has given to the Bishop of Liége in the picture of his assassination by the bandits of the Wild Boar of the Ardennes ;? there was in his gesture the whole 1 Extract from Sir Walter Scott’s Notes on the murder of the Bishop of Liége : “The Bishop’s murder did not take place till 1482. Inthe months of August and September of th…
1929 · PDF PAGE 222
… a terrific shock. Vestigia had been our ideal of refinement, purity, spirituality and the rest. And then my mind informed me of what my eyes had seen, that Vestigia was painted thickly to the eyes --- did I say painted? I mean plastered. Where the camouflages stopped, there was a neck which could not have been washed for months. I learnt later that Mathers, falling upon evil times, had forced his wife to pose naked in one of the Montmartre shows which are put on for
1909 · PDF PAGE 326
…nit only wanting the breath of life for it to rise up complete, and like some colossal giant stride away from before our terror-stricken eyes. Similarly, the adept will see in these visions a great ordered kingdom, and behind all their apparent chaos rule and law; for he will understand that the sudden changing, the leaping from blue seas to silver temples, and the rushing past fiery pillars, people worshipping, red garments, hawks; and then square pillars, an eye, or a flock of eagles, is not due to dis- order in the realm of the vision, but t…
1909 · PDF PAGE 326
…nit only wanting the breath of life for it to rise up complete, and like some colossal giant stride away from before our terror-stricken eyes. Similarly, the adept will see in these visions a great ordered kingdom, and behind all their apparent chaos rule and law; for he will understand that the sudden changing, the leaping from blue seas to silver temples, and the rushing past fiery pillars, people worshipping, red garments, hawks; and then square pillars, an eye, or a flock of eagles, is not due to dis- order in the realm of the vision, but t…
1910 · PDF PAGE 275
…unconsumed, tossing from side to side with the rocking of the dreadful engine, and still above me pealed the chant of blasphemy, and the eyes of demoniac sarcasm smiled at me in mockery of a mother’s gaze upon her child. “Let us sing him,” said one of the fiends to the other, “the lullaby of Hell.” The blasphemy now changed into an awful word-picturing of eternity, unveiling what it was, and dwelling with raptures of malice upon its infinitude, its sublimity of growing pain, and its privation of all fixed points which might mark it into divisio…
1910 · PDF PAGE 275
…unconsumed, tossing from side to side with the rocking of the dreadful engine, and still above me pealed the chant of blasphemy, and the eyes of demoniac sarcasm smiled at me in mockery of a mother’s gaze upon her child. “Let us sing him,” said one of the fiends to the other, “the lullaby of Hell.” The blasphemy now changed into an awful word-picturing of eternity, unveiling what it was, and dwelling with raptures of malice upon its infinitude, its sublimity of growing pain, and its privation of all fixed points which might mark it into divisio…
1929 · PDF PAGE 37
…burst into tears. At that moment I caught Arthur's thought, You ought to be busy with the note-book, not crying. I resolutely dried my eyes, took courage, and began to write. II The doctor came in at this moment and begged me to go and rest. You are only distressing yourself, Mrs. Blair, he said; and needlessly, for he is absolutely un- conscious and suffers nothing. A pause. My God! why do you look at me like that? he exclaimed, frightened out of his wits. I think my face had caught something of that devil's, something of that sneer, t…
1904 · PDF PAGE 66
…en years against the demands of the work- man. They got the little girl at a disadvantage over a chair, while Leila and I looked on with eyes in- jected with frightful lust at the voluptuous specta- cle. The schoolmistress then addressed her little victim in these terms : You saucy little bitch ! You would, would you ? Excited to madness by the erotic phrase, she wildly lifted up her petticoats and exposed her magnificent rose. Twas a rooster that crowed like a hen that has laid an egg every time she thought of it, which happened about 678…
1911 · PDF PAGE 169
…ight of space, and not the partial night of earth, there is no thought of dawn. For the light of the Sun maketh illusion, blinding man’s eyes to the glory of the stars. And unless he be in the shadow of the earth, he cannot see the stars. So, also, unless he be hidden from the light of life, he cannot behold Nuit. Here, then, do I abide in unalterable midnight, utterly at peace. I have forgotten where I am, and who Iam. I am hang- ing in nothing. Now the veil opens of itself. (To Scribe. Come nearer; I don’t want to have to speak so loudly.) It…
1922 · PDF PAGE 204
… A buoyant billow of bliss bounded in my brain. It might not be true; but, by God, we’d make it come true. I suppose a light leapt in my eyes, and enabled him to read my thought. Respice finem! Judge the end; The man, and not the child, my friend!” he quoted gaily. And then, to my absolute blank amazement, he took me back into the studio, got a bottle of heroin from the cedar cabinet and shook out a small quantity on to a scrap of paper. He twisted it up, and put it in my hand. “Don’t be surprised,” he laughed, “‘ your face tells me that it’s a…
1922 · PDF PAGE 61
…imono for Lou, one of those gorgeous Japanese geisha silks, blue like a summer sky with dragons worked all over it in gold, with scarlet eyes and tongues. Lou looked more distractingly, deliriously glorious than ever. I had never been particularly keen on women. The few love affairs which had come my way had been rather silly and sordid. They had not revealed the possibilities of love ; in fact, I had thought it a somewhat overrated pleasure, a brief and brutal blindness with boredom and disgust hard on its heels. But with cocaine, things are a…
1905 · PDF PAGE 168
… against the lightning of his love? (Hastily.) I have a husband living. ULRIC. Think you, then, I have lived so long and looked into you eyes To listen to so hastily disgorged A prentice falsehood not grown journeyman? Then, had you fifty husbands, am I one, Reared in the faith of high philosophy, Schooled from my childhood in the brother- hood Of poets, to descend to this absurd Quibble of tedious morality? Shame not your truth with that ignoble thought ! And also—tell me, once for all, the truth ! [ Bitterly. Say that you love him—it is on yo…
1913 · PDF PAGE 419
…e bed; he wears the vestments of Grand Hierophant, he stands upright, his lyre in his hand, his head crowned with the sacred laurel, his eyes turned towards the East, and he sings. He sings of the luminous arrows of love that traverse the shadows of old Chaos, the waves of soft, clear light, flowing from the black teats of the mother of the gods, from which hang the two children, Eros and Anteros. He says the song of Adonis returning to life in answer to the complaint of Venus, reviving like a flower under the shining dew of her 121
1913 · PDF PAGE 419
…e bed; he wears the vestments of Grand Hierophant, he stands upright, his lyre in his hand, his head crowned with the sacred laurel, his eyes turned towards the East, and he sings. He sings of the luminous arrows of love that traverse the shadows of old Chaos, the waves of soft, clear light, flowing from the black teats of the mother of the gods, from which hang the two children, Eros and Anteros. He says the song of Adonis returning to life in answer to the complaint of Venus, reviving like a flower under the shining dew of her 121
1922 · PDF PAGE 42
…e rang rich with hellish glee. It stimulated me to male intensity. I caught her in my arms more fiercely. The world went black before my eyes. I perceived nothing any more. I
1943 · PDF PAGE 7
…snow was cold and deep, my Lad. In a land beyond the day. Aye, a land beyond the day, my Lad, In a land beyond the day. Where the Valkyr eyes are grey and sad As they pace the windy terrace, clad In a lace of steel and gold, my Lad! And they hunger for their prey. Aye, they hunger for their prey, my Lad, And they hunger for their prey. Valhalla's grim display has had No Viking strong to feed the mad Hyrrockin Queen of Snow, my Lad. For many a weary day. — Grady L. McMurtry. The first issue of THE ORIFLAMME! As it will be published at regular in…
1910 · PDF PAGE 318
…ium, he also spoke of the compensation. “What they mean, boy, when they call you blind, is that you cannot see,” he said; “that is, your eyes have been given unto you by the devil, and not by God. Your father must have been rather a bad fellow, you know. When you hear the women singing at the dance, it is that God has given you your ears; if you didn’t enjoy the sounds it would mean that the devil has given you your ears, as the Book says, which God wrote in Russian for our people: “ They have ears and they hear not.” However, you hear well, an…