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Page 88 of 2031996 · PDF PAGE 162
…nd representative in the ani mal kingdom is His cognate symbol the Phallus, representing Love and Liberty. Ra-Hoor-Khuit, like all true Gods, is therefore a Solar-Phallic deity. But we regard Him as He is in truth, eternal; the Solar-Phallic deities of the old /Eon, such as Osiris, “Christ,” Hiram, Adonis, Hercules, etc., were supposed, through our igno rance of the Cosmos, to “die” and “rise again.” Thus we celebrated rites of “crucifixion” and so on, which have now become meaningless. Ra-Hoor-Khuit is the Crowned and Con quering Child. Thi…
1907 · PDF PAGE 215
…pell ! Stir, then, poor children, if ye can! Ah me! [Szgs. Unity uttermost showea, I adore the might of thy breath, Supreme and terrible God Who makest the Gods and death To tremble before thee :— I, I adore thee ! O Hawk of gold with power enwalled, Whose face is like an emerald ; Whose crown is indigo as night ; Smaragdine snakes about thy brow Twine, and the disc of flaming light Is on thee, seated in the prow Of the Sun’s bark, enthroned above With lapis-lazuli for love And ruby for enormous force Chosen to seat thee, thee girt round With l…
1899 · PDF PAGE 156
…e me, While steals divinely o’er me Love’s scented spring to draw me From moods of dreamy dread. O wingéd passion! traveller Too near to God ta see ! O lyrical unraveller Of knotted life to me! O song! O shining river Ofthought and sound! O giver Of goodly words of glee! — Like to a star that singeth, — A flower that incense bringeth, A love-song of the free ! Oh f let me sing thy glories While spring winds whisper stories Of winter past, whose shore is Beyond a shoreless sea. Spring, with the sea for raiment — Adorned with winds of night ; Sum…
1899 · PDF PAGE 31
P A R T I I WHEN God bethought Him, and the world began, He made moist clay, and breathed on it, that man Might be most frail and feeble, and like earth Shrink at Deaths finger from the hour of birth ; And like the sea by limits of pale sand Be utterly confined ; but so He planned To vivify the body with the soul, That fire and air were wedded to control The heavy bulk beneath them, so His breath Touched the warm clay and violated death, Gave to the spirit wings and bade it rise To seek its Maker with aspiring eyes, Gave to the body strength t…
1904 · PDF PAGE 25
ACTUS PRIMUS Lightly—a maiden’s pleasure-wandering Through lilied fields a summer’s afternoon. PELIAS. The Gods give strength! I pray them send thee back Safe to this throne. JASON, I will not see thy face Ever again until the quest be won. Rule thou with justice in my sacred seat Until I come again. PELIAS, The Gods thy speed. MEN. The hardy hero goes to find The living Fleece of Gold; Or else, some death may chance to bind Those limbs of manly mould. In sooth, I doubt if I shall earn The singer’s fee for his return. PELIAS. Think now—I feared…
1910 · PDF PAGE 96
…nd glimmering laughters echoing you From reverend shades of bards renown : Nature alive and glad to hymn Your beauty, my delight : her God Weary, his old eyes sad and dim In his intolerable abode. All things that are, unknown and known, Bending in homage to your eyes ; We wander wondering, lift alone The worlds grey load of agonies. Make me a roseleaf with your mouth, That all the savour steal afar Unto the sad awaiting South, Where sits enthroned the answering Star.
1910 · PDF PAGE 458
82 THE HIGH HISTORY OF GOOD 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 e…
1910 · PDF PAGE 458
82 THE HIGH HISTORY OF GOOD 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 e…
1910 · PDF PAGE 170
…es. Was he not holy ? Milk of moons Were not so pallid as his cheek, And roses of a million Junes His mouth left livid. So I seek In all Gods seas a tiny creek Wherein to moor my shallop. Nay ! He is a mountain, chill with bleak Stark winds of innocence astray ! The fearful passion sweeps me away. So with a passionate thrill of fear I creeplike shadows across Day ! Like Winter on the expended year ! From those cold feet, a frozen meer, To those cold knees, a lost lagoon, To that wild woodland, strangely near To the lone tower that tops the m…
1913 · PDF PAGE 228
…m ; all this misery Of wondering ? But when shall we with smooth And easy mind say “ Look ! for here is truth , Here love , and here the godhead certainty ." Shall that god come ? or must we bear about With us the torment of a sleepless wit ? Still shirk acceptance ? Still desire to prove ? And even in life 's best moment , paled with doubt , Between the passion and the chill of it Be cursed with wonder “ Is this really love ? " * THE LITTLE OWL . ( On the Upper River , Cambridge .) W E glide and are still on the stream w In quiet that drugs th…
1905 · PDF PAGE 67
…liness, and I know —then! But now—I only write mechani- cally. I force myself. To-day I tore up all I wrote last night. USME. Let us ask God to send you the angel, shall we ? [ They kneel, with arms intertwined; al the ofen window, and bow their heads silently, VAUGUAN also prays, with arms outspread tm Oolessing. Curtain, SCENE III. Six months later. The dining-rooin. PERCY, VAUGHAN, ESME af dtnner. /-ntler BUTLER. BUTLER. IF you please, sir, a gentleman has called; he says he must see you at once. VAUGHAN. Have you told him we are at dinner? …
1910 · PDF PAGE 134
THE EQUINOX May 19th. 1. Assumption of the god-form of Harpocrates: it lasted nine minutes: the result was good, for I got a distinct aura around me. 2. Physical Astral Projection. I formed a sphere which took a human shape but rather corpse-like. I then projected a gray* ray from the left side of my head; this was very tiring and there was no result physically. 3. Concentrated on imaginary self for ten minutes, and then pro- jected self into it with fearful force. Chiah nearly passed.t 4. Red sphere darkened and glorified and returned to light…
1910 · PDF PAGE 134
THE EQUINOX May 19th. 1. Assumption of the god-form of Harpocrates: it lasted nine minutes: the result was good, for I got a distinct aura around me. 2. Physical Astral Projection. I formed a sphere which took a human shape but rather corpse-like. I then projected a gray* ray from the left side of my head; this was very tiring and there was no result physically. 3. Concentrated on imaginary self for ten minutes, and then pro- jected self into it with fearful force. Chiah nearly passed.t 4. Red sphere darkened and glorified and returned to light…
1902 · PDF PAGE 124
… interfused with death — Pure love ; the secret of Elizabeth ! This is my secret —in the man's delight To lose that stubborn ecstasy for God ! To this clear knowledge hath my path been trod In deepest hell— in the profoundest sky! This knowledge —the true immortality, I came unto through pain and tears. Tigerish hopes, and serpent loves, and dragon fears, Most bitter kisses, salted springs and dry ; In those deep caverns and slow-moving years. When dwelt I, in the Mount of Venus, even I ! [ The spell is broken, and uproar ensues. Landgrave. The…
1905 · PDF PAGE 57
… spark, Confessor of hanged men and plotters dark ! O Satan, have pity of my long misery ! Adopted sire of whom black wrath and power Of God the Father chased from Eden Bower ! O Satan, have pity of my long misery ! FEMMES DAMNÉES. Like pensive cattle couched upon the sand They turn their eyes to ocean’s distant ring ; Feet seek each other, hand desires hand, With langour sweet and bitter shuddering.
1908 · PDF PAGE 56
…the secret of the pure keen pleasure Whose fountain springs from the abyss of pain. Thee do we praise in many a merry measure Who art of GOD most high the single treasure. He hath ten jewels in His holy House ; All these be mystic, clear and luminous ; But only Thou art worthy of the throne, O Mother and O daughter and O spouse Of Him that reigns above, triune, alone, And joins Thine equal splendour with His own ! Amen. T 49
1910 · PDF PAGE 80
…vern of the vast On some demonic pinion. And here we liediscrowned at last A monarch grown a minion. Yea ; we are come from the bright God To some most desolate abode. Or is it crowned, thrice crowned, we are ? Crowned with long thorns sharp-gleaming, So that bright blood jets out afar From starry brains a-streaming ? Yea ! in our night there shines a star Beyond our dearest dreaming. Yea ; there is born a fearful light Proceeding from the Infinite. However that may be, tis clear What duty bids endeavour : To find you out in London, dear, A…
1910 · PDF PAGE 129
… O my spirit, from thy prison ! I match, &c. GIMEL (with the crossing of the path of Teth) Hail, virgin Moon, bright Moon of Her That is Gods thought and minister ! Snow-pure, sky-blue, immaculate Hecate, in Thy book of Fate Read thou my name, the soaring soul That seeks the supreme, sunless goal ! And thou, great Sekhet, roar ! Confront the lion in the way ! Thy calm indomitable eyes Lift once, and look, and pierce, and slay !
1912 · PDF PAGE 14
…space Into its halidom, Crassus. I know it not. Last night I walked alone Here, and saw nothing. Autcta. I was not with yout There is no God upon the eternal throne Of stars begemming the bewildering blue Unless one has the eyes to see him. Think How we two stand upon the brink Of nothingt Here's a globe, whereto we trust, No larger than the smallest speck of dust y 2
1913 · PDF PAGE 270
THE EQUINOX JOHN. Oh! the black blind hideous horrible injustice of it all! [W2th convic- tion.) There is no God! As the book consists of little else but episodes of this kind, it will be seen that the entertained attention of the judicious reader need never flag. A.C. THE NEw SociaL RELIGION. By Horace HOLLey. 6s. HOLLEY, Holley, Holley, Lord God Almighty! K. H. A. K. To MALISE AND OTHER POEMS. By AELFRIDATILLYARD. W. Heffer& Sons, Cambridge. A VOLUME of sonnets, serious and not so serious—the serious portraying spiritual yearning with impelli…