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THE CLOUDS Sun’s spirit is calling ! We gather together, White wreaths, as appalling Pale ghosts of dead weather, The veil of us falling On snow-height and heather, Or hovering and scrawling Strange signs in the zther. We hear the still voice, and we know him: we come! We are sightless 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 vi…
1905 · PDF PAGE 124
… 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 viv…
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A LIST OF THE WORKS OF MR ALEISTER CROWLEY ACELDAMA. ars. THE TALE OF ARCHAIS. 55s. SONGS OF THE SPIRIT. 7s. 6d. A new Im- pression, 3s. 6d. . JEZEBEL. 42s. AN APPEAL TO THE AMERICAN PEOPLE. 1s. JEPHTHAH. 7s. 6d. THE MOTHER'S TRAGEDY. 5s. THE SOUL OF OSIRIS. sss. CARMEN SAECULARE. as. 6d. TANNHAUSER. 7s. 6d. BERASHITH. ss. THE GOD-EATER. as. 6d. ALICE. ars. An new Impression, 5s. THE SWORD OF SONG. 208. Fourth Edition. THE STAR AND THE GARTER. 1s. THE ARGONAUTS. 5s. GOETIA. ars. WHY JESUS WEPT. ais.
1905 · PDF PAGE 32
… of fervour and fire! Not ever before Since Nature began Hath one cloven her core, Found the soul of her span ; No son that she bore Her spirit might scan ; But I, being born beyond Nature, have known her and yet am a man. Ye fieriest flowers, Life-stream of the world, In passionate bowers Of mystery curled, ct 33
1905 · PDF PAGE 41
…wait thee and weep. THE FROST So silent and wise In her cerement clothes, So secretly lies My soul in my snows; T awake, I arise, For my spirit now knows The first time in her eyes That a voice may unclose My petals: I hear it; I come; I clasp the warm ground In my passion profound. ORPHEUS In valleys heaped high, In drifts lying low, Swift slopes to the sky, Come forth to me, snow! 42
1905 · PDF PAGE 34
…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 ! 35
1905 · PDF PAGE 40
… highland far drifted, From river-fed lawn, From clouds thunder-rifted, I leap as a fawn. The voice is uplifted, The lord of my dawn; My spirit is shifted, My love is withdrawn. I hear the sweet feet of my God ; I know him ; I fall In tears at his call. 4I
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8 — CONTENTS Semichorus 7° Wells ” 6 Bays Chorus The Sea . . Massed Semichorus a‘ of Earth-Spirits Massed Semichorus f* of Living Creatures of Earth Chorus—The Earth . . . Str. 8 Orpheus in alternate invocation Ant. 8 Time— Semichorus a5 The Hours ” B® The Seasons— Semichorus a® Spring 99 p® Summer » > Autumn » 5° Winter Semichorus 7° The Years » 5° The Lustres Spirit Water . the five- Earth . . fold idea. Fire Semichorus e® The Centuries a’ Centuries Semichorus . vate sae # Eternity Str. y Orpheus Ant. y Death— (Suppressed antistrophe, Death b…
1905 · PDF PAGE 71
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 from the dusk with thy breath ; His name—it is Death! | My seasons and years, Shalt thou traffic with these? Art thou Fate? Are her shears Asleep or at ease? Though Time were no more than the shape of thy glass— Beware! let him pass! ORPHEUS Not these do I fear, O Earth, for their peace. I cry …
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…my soul is a bird in thy bowers ! , | 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. 56
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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 blending With young maiden’s loving laughter, With the joy of fatherhood, With the cry of Mznads …
1905 · PDF PAGE 128
…he chin Hinting of laughter: even now she seems A folded rosebud, where the ivory skin Closes the ripe warm centre flower, the mind, The spirit that was beautifully kind, The sense of beauty shadowed in deep dreams, Sent through the horn gates by some sleepy wind. All lingers: all is gone: a little while, And all the live sweet rapture of the smile Of her whole being is discomfited, The body broken, desolated, vile, Til nought remains but the memorial urn Of deep red gold, less golden than did burn Once the strong breast: the ash within is shed…
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…e veils of the Heaven be rended and ended. Now, single myself as thy soul, I pray to Apollo indeed! Fling forth to the starriest goal My spirit, invoking his rede ; Care nought for his mercy or ire ; Reach impious hands to his lyre. Determined to die or control _ Those strings the immortal at last, though the strings of this heart of me bleed. Come life, or come death ; come disdain Or honour from mutable men, I cry in this passionate pain— My blood be poured out in the pen! 16 .
1905 · PDF PAGE 113
…of hell To sear my brain and blast my being now? A band of most corroding poison wound Dissolving with its venom the profound Deep of my spirit with its terrible Sense without speech and horror without sound. A devil intertwining in my heart Its cold and hideous lust, a twiforked dart Even from the fatherly and healing hand— The double death without a counterpart 114
1905 · PDF PAGE 143
…ce intones a song I know no word of ? Who am I, Love, and where? What is the wonder of this troublous singing? What is the meaning of my spirit’s clinging Still to the two sweet words: repeat, repeat ! “Yes, Love” and “Yes, Love!” Oh the murmur sweet! The fragrance in the air! I know not, I ; amid the choral gladness Steals an essential tremor as of sadness, A grace-note to the bosom 144
1905 · PDF PAGE 100
…h solemn joy and laughter of love; the grace Of all my body swaying stoops and dashes Swift to the daisy’s dawn of love: and swiftest, O spirit of man, when unto me thou liftest! Dawn shakes the molten fire of my delight From the fine flower and fragrance of my tresses! Sunset bids darken all my body’s light, Mixing its music with the sad caresses Of the whole world: I wheel in wingless flight Through lampless space, the starless wildernesses! Beyond the universal bounds that roll, There is the shrine and image of my soul. Nature my name is cal…
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…so designed. So colossal an example of human fatuity truly deserves, and shall have, a complete exposure. ! 1 Vide the Contents. Can the Spirit of Perversity attribute the unwieldi- ness of the structure to its formal symmetry and perfection? 8|
1905 · PDF PAGE 66
…earth’s stars below, as she above hath Night’s. Our sweet clean song pierces the cover, And thin keen notes of music flit and hover Like spirit-birds upon the lyre of this our lover We, children of the mountains, lying low On earth’s own bosom, deep, embowered, flow In wide soft waves of land: upon us sweep The mightiest rivers : in our hollows lie Great lakes: our voices hardly rise, but die In the cold streams of air: shallow and deep: Leagues by the thousand, dells a minute long; All we are children of the mighty throng That cluster where th…
1905 · PDF PAGE 104
…Delphian gold, the Ephesian quiver, To float down Time for ever and for ever ;— I am thy lyre and thou mine harper: thou My music, I thy spirit: thou the lover And I the bride: the glory of my brow Deeper delight, new ardour, to discover Stoops in thine heart ; my love and light endow Thy life with fervour as I bend me over The starry curve and surface of the sea, And kiss thy very life out into me. O central fountain of my yearning veins! O mountain single-soaring, thou art blended Into my heaven : prescient of the pains That shall bring forth…
1905 · PDF PAGE 101
…light of passion, not to miss Uttermost rapture till the sweet loves sadden To sweeter peace thrilled with young ecstasy— Ah! man’s high spirit may not reach to Me! Iam Nature and God: I reign, I am, alone. None other may abide apart: they perish, Drawn into me, into my being grown. None other bosom is, to bear, to nourish, To be: the heart of all beneath my zone Of blue and gold is scarlet-bright to cherish My own’s life being, that is, and is not other ; For I am God and Nature and thy Mother. I am the thousand-breasted milky spouse, Virginal…