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64 THE FIVE ADORATIONS I PRAISE Thee, God, whose rays upstart beneath the Bright and Morning Star : Nowit asali fardh salat assobhi allahu akbar. I praise Thee, God, the fierce and swart ; at noon Thou ridest forth to war ! Nowit asali fardh salat assohri allahu akbar. I praise Thee, God, whose arrows dart their royal radiance oer the scar : Nowit asali fardh salat asasri allahu akbar. I praise Thee, God, whose fires depart, who drivest down the sky thy car : Nowit asali fardh salat al maghrab allahu akbar. I praise Thee, God, whose purple hea…
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…uttered the hermit through his elfin beard. Then what art thou ? the evil whisper whirred. I doubt me sorely if the hermit heard. To all Gods questions never a word he said, But simply shook his venerable head. God sent all plagues ; he laughed and heeded not, Till people took him for an idiot. God sent all joys ; he only laughed amain, Till people certified him as insane. But somehow all his fellow-lunatics Began to imitate his silly tricks. And stranger still, their prospects so enlarged That one by one the patients were discharged. God aske…
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…uction to all things that were ! IV Child, father, warrior, I worshipped Thee before ; Friend, bridegroom, now I yield me to the rod. My God, and very God of very God As breath, as death, as all, as naught, unknown, Known, is there not an end, when one alone Stand I, and thou, and He Arisen above all things that be ?
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76 THE GOD AND THE GIRL Yet the God smiled ; for in his heart there grew Nursed at dawns breast, and watered by its dew, That seed that is not bought and is not sold Of veritable, vegetable gold. Whereat he marvelled. In Eternity There only lived one wiser God than he. He posed his Why ? . Young God ! He made retort ; Know, the first matter of the Work is naught. Know, the pure gold is naught : for all decays. It is the Working of the Work that pays ! More, thou mistakest in thy mind of mist Matter for man, and dung for alchemist.…
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78 THE GOD AND THE GIRL And as the fairest cloak hides foulest skin Hence thouO snare that I am taken in, Delicious Doris ! Luckily for me I know the whole theurgic alchemy And breed a boon (where God begat a curse) From thee, best coynte of His brave universe !
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… of her mothers fate, To keep from heritage thereof, To shield from the worlds scoff, To watch, stamp out the seeds of madness in her. God ! that hast held me back from hate, Be merciful to me a sinner And ward me, warding her ! As it is written : Excepting Adonai build the house, they labour In vain that build it. And Again : Excepting Adonai keep the city, The watchman watcheth but in vain. God, if there be a God, be Thou my Neighbour ; And if that God have pity, have Thou pity ! For never man was smitten as I am smitten ; Nor from Times y…
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… deathless glory, let us come United in our glad array To hymn our fathers martyrdom. Ashes to ashes ? Dust to dust ? So let it be ! In God we trust. They diedthey diedand we are free. Take up their cross ! Deserve their crown ! The stainless flag of liberty By man shall not be trodden down ! Ashes to ashes ? Dust to dust ? So let it be ! In God we trust. In war and earthquake, wreck and wrong, Still let the flag of freedom fly ! In peace and safety, still be strong ! For we will live as we would die. Ashes to ashes ? Dust to dust ? So let i…
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61 AFTER JUDGMENT So ! Thou has given Thy judgment, God ! And I am evermore accurst, Cast to the blackness of the abode By TheeO Thou Who made me first ! Thou Who hast made me, tortured me, Mocked me with life, mocked me with death, Mocked me with loveO misery Of each gods death, of each slaves breath ! Yea, for that Thou didst give me her Indeed my Dorothy ! the sun That fires my life, the spell to stir My souls enchantments every one : For this I curse Thee ! she was fair As day and brighter than the moon And all the gold stung in her h…
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152 AN HYMN Let but our hearts hold brotherhood, And this they shall not take away. Ashes to ashes ? Dust to dust ? So let it be ! In God we trust. Stand ! and join hands ! and let us sing ! Shake out Old Glory to the skies ! With heart and hand defiant fling Our purpose against Destinys Ashes to ashes ? Dust to dust ? So let it be ! In God we trust.
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28 THE WIZARD WAY Give thy body to the beasts ! Give thy spirit to the priests ! Break in twain the hazel rod On the virgin lips of God ! Tear the Rosy Cross asunder ! Shatter the black bolt of thunder ! Suck the swart ensanguine kiss Of the resolute abyss ! Wonder-weft the wizard heard This intolerable word. Smote the blasting hazel rod On the scarlet lips of God ; Trampled Cross and rosy core ; Brake the thunder-tool of Thor ; Meek and holy acolyte Of the priestly hells of spite Sleek and shameless catamite Of the beasts that prowl by ni…
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…UPHEMIA. Oh, sir, you distress meindeed you distress me ! DELHOMME. I would not brush the bloom from off the lilyand yet EUPHEMIA. My god !Monsieur Delhomme, I am going to shock you. Oh ! Oh ! [She buries her face in her hands. He starts back, surprised at the turn things are taking, and at the violence of her emotion and of its expression. DELHOMME. What is it ! Are you ill ! Have I EUPHEMIA. [Steady and straight before him.] I am another manshishis mistress. There ! [He reels, catches a chair and saves himself. Her breast heaves ; sw…
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…Of the dead warrior ; Find no chaste corpse therein, but a soft-smiling whore. XIV Then I returned into myself, and took All in my arms, Gods universe : Crushed its black juice out, while His anger shook His dumbness pregnant with a curse. I made me ink, and in a little book I wrote one word That God himself, the adder of Thought, had never heard. XV It detonated. Nature, God, mankind Like sulphur, nitre, charcoal, once Blended, in one annihilation blind Were rent into a myriad of suns. Yea ! all the mighty fabric of a Mind Stood in the abyss,…
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THE PRINCESS OF PANORMITA 51 Let him pierce his God to the marrow ! Let the soul of his God flow out ! Whether a snake or a sun In his horoscope Heaven hath cast, It is nothing ; every one Shall win to the moon at last. The mage hath wrought by his art A billion shapes in the sun. Look through to the heart of his heart, And the many are shapes of one ! An end to the art of the mage, And the cold grey blank of the prison ! An end to the adamant age ! The ambrosial moon is arisen. I have bought a lilywhite goat For the price of a crown of thorns,…
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THE POET AT BAY 127 Life was, and laughter. Take the odds Offered us by the gambling gods ! I saw a painted dancing-girl Writhe, jerk, shake, snap her fingers, curl Her lips into a lecherous leer All night for sixpence and her beer. I met her eyes. We knew each other, In Gods womb sister and twin brother ! She blazed. Each belly-twitch set swinging The censers of the stars, set singing The myriad choirs of cherubim. All nature dived from sense, to swim In that past-space past-period Infinite ocean that is God. Such luck be yours ! You cannot t…
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… dizzy seas Of this my mind, Sabbatic rout that spanned These straits my soul ! Ay, they are dead and drowned (And damned, I doubt !) Ah God ! I am exhaust In the red moons holocaust ! God ! God ! The chasms secret and profound Suck down the porphyry flood Of your maniacal, ensorcelled blood That maddens and bewitches. My life is suffocatednow I swoon I die ! I am in hell, red hell, red hell, Circles me closer ; all the souls afire As if the boreal moon With all the icy Lapland hags That shiver on s hibernal crags Were but a thin white she…
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6 ROSA COELI By the fritillary-fringéd river, Through lotus gardens of the sleepy gods, On hills where every timid oread tries Blue gentian as disguise From holier (though she think profaner) eyes, On seas where, it may be, (to even the odds !) Each nymph and undine issues from the foam Armed with a pearly mirror and with a coral comb To tire her beauty, lure me to the lakes Of light where strikes the day to hyaline floors Whereon blithe fish and emerald water snakes Play all the day, and all their innocence adores Is some old anchor with its r…
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AFTER JUDGMENT 63 Farewell ! O God, in endless bliss Crowned, with Thine angels singing by : I go to hell, with her last kiss Yet tingling in my memory. Nay, start not from Thy throne ! I go At Thy black damning to the deep. Thou canst not follow me ! I know This thing I had, and this I keep. God ! I have loved. I love ! I love, And shall love through Thine ageless hell. Thou hast the kingdom of the Above, And I, her memory. Fare Thee well ! To Thine I Amsupreme exclaim, The total of all that may be said ! I answer from the abyss of flame : D…
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162 THE WILD ASS Wakes the lost life. I see him dress The godhead. Up he bounds and brays : The wild ass of the wilderness, The soul that sees, the soul that slays ! Inhabit the untrodden ways, Set ! Thou my god and I thy priest, Thy temple hidden in the haze Of deserts death to god or beast ! Thou who art both shalt foin and feast With me who am both, thy hates co-heir, Lord of the West and of the East The scorpions hole, the lions lair ! I kissed his mouthsublime despair ! Our souls were one ; our bodies met Yea ! darkness cover everyw…
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…it whirls Out in a chaos of creative curls And sheathes itself in Me, Arisen above all things that be. III Even as the burning tongue Of God to God that clung
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…n ! O crimson masterpiece of sin, The mouth that maddens me and slays My youth in many molten ways ! All her adulterous ardours wake The god, the tiger, and the snake. I yield ; her soft, her strenuous breath Fills me and feeds my soul on death. O Sphinx, more sacred than the stars ! O beast ! O God ! thy passion chars This life. Beneath thy claws I writhe. For like a lion thou art lithe And like a bull exceeding strong. Thine eagles scream beats down my song. Ah slay me, slay me now ! Have done ! . . . The torture is but half begun.