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ORPHEUS Io! Evoe! Sisters, mingle In the choir, the dance, the revel ! Fle divine, the Spirit single, IIe in every vein shall tingle. Sense and sorrow to the devil! Mingle in the jaughing measure, Hand and lip to breast and thigh ! In enthusiastic pleasure Grasp the solitary treasure ! Laughs the untiring ecstasy ! Sisters ! Sisters ! Raise your voices In the inspired divine delight ! Now the sun sets; now the choice is Who rebels or who rejoices, Murmuring to the mystic night. Io! Evoe! Circle splendid ! Dance, ye maids serene and subtle ! Clo…
1907 · PDF PAGE 218
… is the mystical stranger, The subtle Arcadian God That lurks as for sorrow and danger, Yet rules all the earth with his rod. Abiding in spirit and sense Through the manifold changes of man, This soul is alone and intense And one—He is Pan. More subtle than mass as ye deem it He abides in the strife that is dust. Than spirit more keen as ye dream it, He is laughter and loathing and lust. He is all. Nature’s agonies scream It ; Her joys quire it clear ; in the must Of the vat is His shape in the steam. It Is Fear, and Disgust. For the spirit of …
1907 · PDF PAGE 140
…htless and dumb. ORPHEUS. More frail than your friends, The clouds borne above, The light of thee blends With the moon and her love. Thy spirit descends As a white-throated dove. Come forth! I invoke thee, O mist, and make me a sharer thereof ! THE MIsT. From valleys of violet My shadow hath kissed, From low-lying islet, A vision of mist, The voice of my pilot Steals soft to insist. O azure of sky, let Me pass to the tryst ! I hear the low voice of my love ; and I rest A maid on his breast. ORPHEUS. Thou child of soft wind And the luminous air,…
1907 · PDF PAGE 239
…99| Price 7s. 6d." The six India-paper copies issued in old gold coloured buckram, lettered on cover ‘‘ Jephthah”’ in red. [SONGS OF THE SPIRIT: 1898] Songs of the Spirit | by | Aleister Crowley | ‘*Sublimi feriam sidera vertice” Hor. | London | Kegan Paul, Trench, Triibner & Co. | MDCCCXCVIII. Collation :—Pott 8vo, pp. X4+- 109. Half-title ; on reverse, quotation from The Tale of Archais ; Titlein red and black as above ; reverse, quotation from Zcclesiastes,‘‘ afool also is full of words,” p. iv. Dedication in verse to J. L. B.,1 pp. v-vii. C…
1907 · PDF PAGE 57
…, all flowers above ! Its flower in its own perfumed passion, Its faint sweet passion, folded and furled In flower fashion ; And my deep spirit taking its pure part Of that voluptuous heart Of hidden happiness ! 2. Arise, strong bow of the young child Eros ! (While the maddening moonlight, the memoried caress Stolen of the scented rose Stirs me and bids each racing pulse ache, ache !) Bend into an agony of art Whose cry is ever rapture, and whose tears For their own purity’s undivided sake Are molten dew, as, on the lotus leaves Silver-coiled i…
1907 · PDF PAGE 224
… ! We are lulled by the whirr of the stars ; We are fanned by the whisper, the wind ; We are locked in unbreakable bars, The love of the spirit and mind. The infinite powers Of rapture are ours; We are one, and our kisses are kind. EXPLICIT LIBER QUARTUS
1907 · PDF PAGE 219
…n—and Pan ! O thou heart of hate and inmost terror! O thou soul of subtle fear and Just ! Loathsome shape of infamy, thy mirror Shown as spirit or displayed as dust ! O thou worm in every soul of matter Crawling, feasting, rotting; slime of hell ! Beat and batter! shear and shatter ! Break the egg that hides thee well! Pan! I call thee! Pan! I see thee in thy whirling citadel. I alone of all men may unveil thee, Show the ghastly soul of all that is Unto them, that they themselves may hail thee, Festering corruption of thy kiss! Thou the soul of…
1907 · PDF PAGE 32
26 WHY JESUS WEPT I the bright Deva! of the golden sphere ; I the swift spirit of the primal fire :— All theseI am, not will be. O blind ape! All these are shapeless ; thou art but a shape, A blind, bad-blooded bat! Ugh! Ugh! The snake Wriggling to death amid his burning brake Is wiser, holier, lordlier. Open, page Of the old Rabbi | * tell me of the mage; Of him who would; of him who dared and did ; Of him who feared and failed; of him who. fell ; One peéring .lightwards through a coffin-lid, One aching heavenwards—and achieving hell! O let me…
1907 · PDF PAGE 127
…thought to love, and sees Himself exalted at the amber knees Of God the Father : his bowed forehead burns With chastity’s white star: no spirit yearns More keenly from the abyss; yet, God! are these Subtle star-sparks of spirit chastity’s? These deep-set shiverings saint nor sage discerns ? Laughter and love are over him, entice His life to sweeter scent of sacrifice. She knows God’s will, not he! Her ardour licks Flowers from the dust. of breath, Dost rot in worship at the shrine of death! O mystic rapture of the crucifix | O fool! that, heavy…
1907 · PDF PAGE 67
…s ! Night winds whirl about the avenger city ; Darkness rides on desolate miles of moor- land ; Thou and I, disparted a little, part not Spirit from spirit. Strange and sister songs in the middle ether Grow, divide ; they hover about, above us. We, the song consummate of love, give music Jack to the mortal. Here, my love, a garden of spice and myrtle ; Sunlight shakes the rivers of love with laughter ; Tere, my love, abide, in the amber ages, Lapped in the levin. Linger, linger, light of the blessed moonrise ! Hull-orbed sweep immaculate throug…
1907 · PDF PAGE 137
… in hell, When past death: and blinder life they waken, Seeing Styx before their vision swell, When the bands of earth are broken As the spirit’s spell is spoken On the vast and barren places Where the unburied wander still ; As the laughter of young faces ; As the Word that is the will ; As the life of wells and fountains, Of the old deep-seated mountains ; As the forest’s desolate sighing; As the moaning of the earth Where her seeds are black and dying ; As the earthquake’s sudden birth ; As the vast volcano rending Its own breasts ; as music…
1907 · PDF PAGE 169
… made sevenfold of the sevenfold days All the vast scheme evolving into man, And upward, onward, through Olympian haze Into the crowning spiritual mist, Where spirit in the spirit may subsist, Evolve itself in the amazing plan Through many planes, as shining amethyst Melts to the sapphire’s sombre indigo, And lifts, still sapphire, to the ocean glow ; Thence into emerald and the golden light, Till ruby crowns the river’s living flow And glory of colour in the sun’s own flame— Beyond, to colours without sense or name, Impossible to man, whose vi…
1907 · PDF PAGE 30
…some wild sea, to seas without a star. Listen, O lady, listen, reverend Abbot, Lord of the Monastery, Fort Augustus !! Hear an awakening spirit’s a. b, ab! but Let not thy medieval logic thrust us Into contempt; nor, lady, can we trust us Wholly to thy most pardonable failing, Sentiment; one will rot, the other rust us. Let us just listen to the spirit ailing :— ’Tis like a God in bliss, or like a damned soul wailing ! 2 1 This monastery is chosen because of its unpleasant proximity to Crowley's home. 2 (A word to bid you notice with what maste…
1907 · PDF PAGE 132
…hymn to Pan—'' Jn the spring, in the loud lost places,” His alarm—'' What have I said? What have I done ?” Lament for Orpheus—Quartet: a Spirit, the River Hebrus, Calliope, the Lesbian Shore—‘' What is ? what chorus swells." Sappho's song—'‘' Woe is me/ the brow of a brazen morning.” Duet: Calliope, the Lesbian Shore—‘' Silence. J hear a voice.” Finale. Nuith—‘' Anough, It is ended, the story.” WARNING. May I who know so bitterly the tedium of this truly dreadful poem be permitted to warn all but the strongest and most desperate natures from th…
1907 · PDF PAGE 139
… stars, Unpastured, untethered, Unstricken of scars, Come forth! I invoke ye, O clouds! ye veils ! ye divine avatars ! THE CLOUDS. Sun’s spirit is calling ! We gather together, White wreaths, as appalling Pale ghosts of dead weather,
1907 · PDF PAGE 123
…ouche is sealed upon the forest: groves are gray With filtered glamours of the day, the steely ray flung off his shield. She kneels, yon spirit of the earth; she kneels and looks toward the east. In her gray eyes awakes the beast from slumber into druid mirth. She is amazed, she eager, she, exotic orchid of the glade ! waits the ripe, exultant blade, life tempered by eternity. She And I who witness am possessed by awe grown crimson with desire, Its iron image wrapped in fire and branded idly on my breast. Her face is bronze, her skin is grecn, …
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…Lift up thine amber Lithe limber limbs, Lissome that clamber Like god-reaching hymns ; The flame in its chamber Of glory that swims, The spirit and shape of the fire, mine eyes with fine dew that bedims! Exempt from the bond All others that binds, As a flowery frond The spark of thee blinds, Within and beyond As a thought of the mind’s In all, and about, and above! I invoke thee, my word as the wind’s. THE FIRE. I, raging and lowering, I, flying and cowering, I, weaving and woven, Budding and flowering, Spiring and showering, Cleaving and clove…
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…s vou 7 kiss ou! boy! Shall I run to the Hall and get help, Sa nee , lise ~ y I wonder? (Puts him cently down and half G Ys 3 Ss you . . Spirit of holiness? vases. His eyes open.) , Holy I hold you! Swift as a rapier Sir PERCY. Stabbed me your charms, Oh! I am but a coward. I am not il, Broken with lowliness, Iwas awake. I let you hold me. Forgive Smitten with rapture :— me! Allis so mixed ; All is a whirl ;— MOLLY. (et me recapture Forgive you, sir? Iam a poor girl of the This lock 5 °tis unfixed.) dale. Ay, little girl, Bury my head Sir PERcy…
1907 · PDF PAGE 207
…untain or hill, Each day growing fonder, Each night growing still ! Bright Hermes behind me Caduceus-armed Guides: shall he blind me? My spirit be charmed? The song shall not swerve her, Its glory shall shed Respite, deserve her From gulfs of the dead. Ah me! let it nerve her These conduits to tread That lead to the fervour Of earth overhead ! Fire, thou dear splendour Of uppermost space, Turn to me tender Thine emerald face ! Thy rubies be blended With diamond light ! Thy sapphires be splendid, Extended to sight ! The portals be rended That go…
1907 · PDF PAGE 145
…or a boon, Sweet, kisses 'of showers, My soul is caught up In thy green-hearted waves. I drink at the cup Of thy sweet valley graves. My spirit may sup Slow tunes in thy caves. O hide me, thy child, in thy bosom, that the heart in me yearns to and craves. Most virginally sprung In the shadow of light, Eternally young, A magical sight, Wandering among Day, twilight, and night, As a bride in her chamber that dreams many visions of varied delight. O how shall my lyre Divide thee, dispart Thy water and fire, Thy soul and thy heart, Thy hills that s…