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…l to goal, On time, the envious tide? All tire, all break, all pass. Beware False thirst, false trust, false doubts of truth Whilst thou art young, whilst thou art fair, Awake and see the sepulchre For beauty yawn and youth. Strive to cessation. Only this Is the true refuge: this alone Be implicit in our subtle kiss, Be master of the imperfect bliss We call perfection’s throne. Then, if we strive, not all in vain This vision of the barréd bones ; This knowledge in a poet’s brain, Daring to sing its own deep pain In shapeless semitones. Ah! if w…
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118 RODIN IN RIME SONNETS AND MADAMIr RODIN. HEROIC helpmeet of the silent home ! Shall who sings Art not worship womanhood ? There is depth of calm beneath the sea’s fine foam ; Behind the great there is ever found the good. Honour and glory to the sacred house And ark of the covenant of holy trust, The unseen mother and the secret spouse Ever availing in the sorrow and dust That aye avenge the artist’s victory won, That cover up his monuments of fame, That twist his sight, once steadfast on the sun, To the fear folded in the robes of shame :—…
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…reast of foam Tha- _ lassian, Bear on my bosom, jutting plenilune, Maiden, the fadeless Rose of the Creation ! The whole flower-life of earth and sky and sea From me was born, and shall return to me! I am: for men and beings passionate, For mine own self calm as the river-cleaving Lotus-borne lord of Silence: I create Or discreate, both in my bosom heaving : My lightest look is mother of a Fate : My fingers sapphire-ringed with sky are weaving Ever new flowers and lawns of life, designed Nobler and newer in mine olden mind. Iam: I am not, but a…
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…e we wake to the work. RHADAMANTHUS, Black snakes many-crested, Arise ! lest the calm of the murk From our places be wrested. MINOS. Who art thou ? AL ACUS, “Vhat ails thee to irk From earth tender-breasted To the milkless dugs of the grave And the iron breasts of the pit? RHADAMANTHUS, Can a bodily presence save Against a shadowy wilt? MINOs. Thy hope doth dwell, O slave, Where thy mother fashioned it, Oh heart of a fool, in thy breast. EACUS. Away, away to the skies! RHADAMANTHUS. That our dead may take their rest. MINOS. Arise to the air, ar…
1907 · PDF PAGE 159
…f a bird Through fields of gold. Hast thou not heard? Have I not told The magic that bridleth the Gods, the Gods in their houses of old? Art thou elder than they In their mountain of light? Is thy fugitive way Lost in uttermost night? Shalt thou not obey, Or my lyre not affright, If I call thee by Heaven and Earth with a God’s tumultuous might? If I curse thee or chide Shalt thou tremble not, Thou? Not move thee and hide From the light of my brow? Shall my arrows divide Not the heart of thee now? Art thou cased in strong iron to mock the spells…
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… the solitary woe (The silent, the unwitting strain) Forget the miracles that grow In the austerely ordered brain! Darwin and Taine, Descartes and Boyle, Inscribe thou on the Tower of Toil! Those who have striven to limn the mind, Paint, model, tune, or hymn the light, Their vision of the world refined By mastery of superior sight : Honour their might! the gain have these Of all men’s woes and ecstasies ! High soul; no benediction seek From any spirit but our own ! Crown not the mighty with the weak! The Tower be a Tower, and not a Throne! In m…
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THE. STAR AND THE GARTER 15 Are you not ready? Let us leave This little Paris to its fate ! Our friends a little while may grieve, And then forget: but we, elate, Live in a larger air: awake, Compassion in the Halls of Truth ! Disdain love for love’s very sake ! Take all our beauty, strength, and youth, And melt them in the crucible To that quintessence at whose gleam Gold shudders and grows dull; expel The final dross by intimate stream Of glowing truth, our lunar light ! Are you not ready? Who would stay? Arise, O Queen, O Queen of Night ! Ar…
1907 · PDF PAGE 145
…y sister the sea ; I have called, and they answer and come; and their song is but glory to thee. One other is left me, The light of the earth. If Fate had bereft me, Oh Muse, of thy birth, Still I had cleft me A way in her girth! | I tune the loud lyre once again to the mother of men in her mirth. O mighty and glad In spring-time and summer ! O tearful and sad When the sun is grown dumber, When the season is mad, And the gods overcome her, When the sky is fulfilled of the frost and the fingers of winter numb her ! O marvellous earth Of multiple…
1907 · PDF PAGE 120
… the bird’s on the wing | Adonis, awake! Adonis, awake! We are colour and song And form, we are Muses most tender to take Thy life up to Art that was lost over long. Adonis, awake! Adonis, awake! thou hast risen above The fear in the forest, the brute in the brake. Thou art sacred to shrines that are higher than Love ! Adonis, awake ! 1 Properly the sequel to Mort d’Adonis on p. 122,
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…Light in thy Love, I am Love in thy Life. I am cloistered above Where the stars are at strife. I am life in thy light, and thy death Is part of my breath. My voices are many, Thy lyre is but one ; But thou art not as any Soul under the sun ! Thou hast power for an hour, The motherly dower. One voice of my voices Uncalled and unheard, No song that rejoices OF beast or of bird, No sound of my children sublime, But the spirit of time. Fear is his name, Nor flickers nor dies His blackening flame. Beware, were thou wise ! Not him shalt thou hail fro…
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18 THE STAR AND THE GARTER Ay ! God of scissors ! barber God ! My earlier mystery did you learn? Unshoe the aching pseudopod ! Mysterious donkey, chew or churn Your human-kindness-milk to butter ! I gave you gratis God's advice (Since God's responsible) to—mutter In gutter, pav your tithe to vice Since virtue kicks you down its stairs. So thus I clothed it in strange word To catch you thinking unawares. Think ? do you think ? Then, thinks a bird. Read your Descartes ! Nietzsche demurred? To you, who give yourself such airs, This riddle cannot o…
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…gles my soul into sound! 1 The bulk of this Book I. was written at Waikiki, which is described in this Parabasis. O Nature, my mother, Heart melted on heart At last! Not another, Not any shall part Thy soul from my art. How should it be otherwise, Sister divine, Lover, my mother wise, Wiser than wine? Seeing I linger Here on the beach— Let God’s own finger Here to me reach, Making me singer Each unto each— Nature and Man made one In the light and fire of the sun, And the sobbing tune Of the moon, Wedded in cyclic bonds, Where fall the zeon-fron…
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16 THE STAR AND THE GARTER Gone down in the glare of the sun ; and the twilight perfumes Steal soft in the wake of the One that abides in the glooms. Walking he is, and slowly; thoughtful he seems, Pure and happy and holy; as one would who dreams In the day-time of deep delights no kin to the day, But a flower new-born of the night’s in Hecate’s way. Love is his name, and he bears the ill quiver no more. He has aged as we all, and despairs; but the lady who bore Him, Eros, to ruin the ages, has softened at heart ; He is tamed by the art of the …
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THE STAR AND THE GARTER 19 ‘See art: see truth as I who see, (Am wellnigh fallen in the fight !) Then the last lie, duality, May break before the victor sight. Then, and then only, That. Sweet hours Of trivial passion deep as death, Ye are past: I'face the solemn powers Of sex and soul, of brain and breath. For you I lift the veil: discover The actual, for I was your lover. What should such word imply? I showed Late, in the earlier dithyramb. But—in yon stone there lurks a toad !— The Quarter bleats no palinode ; Goat it may be, no woolly lamb.…
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…, Double in form and name, Triple in energy of radiant flame, Informing all, in all most beautiful, Circle and sphcre, perfect in every part, High above hope of Art: Though, be it said ! thou art nowhere now, Save in the secret chamber of my heart, Behind the brass of my anonymous brow. ! 12. Ay! let the coward and slave who writes write on ! He is no more harm to Love than the grey snake Who lurks in the dusk brake lor the bare-legged village-boy, is to the Sun, The Sire of Life. The Lover and the Wife, Immune, intact, ignore. The people hear;…
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…front, ‘‘Why | Jesus | Wept | Aleister | Crowley |”; reverse, colophon of Press; back, ‘' Why Jesus Wept.” [ORACLES: THE BIOGRAPHY OF AN ART: 1905] Oracles | the biography of an art | unpublished fragments of the work of Aleister Crowley with | explanatory notes by R. P. Lester and the Author | 1905 | Society for the Propaga- tion of Religious Truth | Boleskine, Foyers, Inverness, Collation:—Demy 8vo, pp. vili+175+16 ad- vertisements, consisting of Half-title ; Title as above; prefatory note ‘‘ To Explain”’; Contents, pp. vii, vill; Text, pp. 1…
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…e of a master-mind, The Egyptian force, the Greek simplicity, The Celtic subtlety. Through suffering free, The calm great courage of new art, refined In nervous majesty, indwells behind The beauty of each radiant harmony. one ignores laughingly the attack of tiny and infuriated puppies; but there are insects so loathsome, so incredibly disgusting, worms whose sight is such an abomination, whose stink is so crapulous and purulent, that, ignoring their malignity, but simply aware of their detestable presence, the heel is ground down in one genero…
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…chorus «6 Spring. - B® Summer. ” y® Autumn, » 66 Winter. Semichorus y® The Years. » 6° The Lustres. Spint In harmony Water | developing Earth the five- Fire fold idea. Semichorus «© The Centuries. a’ Centuries 87 Mahakalpas y’ Manwantaras 5? Eternity Semichorus | Str, y Orpheus Ant. y Death— (Suppressed antistrophe, Death being silent. His reply is really given in Books II., III., IV.) Parabasis : The Poet. Epode : Nature. BOOK II. Orpheus laments his wife—‘‘ Come back, come back, come back, Eurydice.” “ Fling down the foolish lyre, the witless…
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…a lasting spring. Everything that heard him play, Even the billows of the sea, Hung their heads, and then lay by. In sweet music is such art, Killing care and grief of heart— Fall asleep, or hearing die. —FHenry VITI, . vocalem temere insecutze Orphea sylvz, Arte materna rapidos morantem Fluminum lapsus, celeresque ventos, Blandum et auritas fidibus canoris Ducere quercus. —Ffor, Carm,, Taib. I. xii. INTRODUCTORY ODE. When virgin I came to him stainless, When love was a pleasure and painless ! _ What Destiny dreams and discovers Sur. a. : The f…
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… the rock ! Dost love me? A VOICE AS OF FALLING ROCK. I love thee. THIRD: MAENAD. Woo me then! Let all the sharp hard spikes of crystal dart, Press hard upon my body! O, I fall, Fall from thy crags, still clinging, clinging so, Into the dark. Oblivion! A DISTANT VOICE. To Evoe! [ORPHEUS ezfe7's. Crown or MANADS. Evoe! Evoe! It isa tion! FourtTH MAENAD. Lion, O lion, dost thou love me? FirrH MAENAD. Thee I love, OQ tawny king of these deep glades ! SIXTH MAENAD. What wood Were worthy for thy dwelling? CHORUS. Come, come, come, O lion, and revel …