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…ell rim. TODD has a face of keen pallor ; he is dressed in black, with a flowing black cape, black motor-cap. He gives the impression of great age combined with great activity.
…ems I hardly know what question to ask ! Oh, Charley boy, the future is with you, and with your childrenor, can humanity ever solve the great secret ? Is progress a delusion ? Are men mad ? Is the great secret truly transcendental ? We are like madmen, beating out our poor brains upon the walls of the Universe. Is there no Power that might reveal itself ? [Kneels.] Who art Thou before whom all things are equal, being as dust ? Who givest his fame to the poet, his bankruptcy to the rich man ? Who dost distinguish between the just and the unjust…
…thought of it ! For nowwhere is the ship ? where is my man ? The blood is bursting from my brow ; my choked shrieks prostitute to Pan ! Great Pan it is that thrusts his sword into my throat and strangles me ! Great Pan that clubs me on the sward with his robust brutality ! Ah no ! ah no ! Let me go blind rather than let that face of fear Swollen, its black indenture signed with blood, most maculate, appear ! Come then, O ship, the dream is past ! Could not I watch and wait an hour ? Nay, by the Gods, what gallant mast cuts yon horizon like a t…
…God ! hadst Thou given me that one word, I now might praise Thee, though Thou damn. But oh ! not ever a soul hath heard Its echo, O Thou great I Am ! Lo ! Thou hast made the winds, the stars, The sun, the moon, the great grave earth ; Thou has touched the swaying nenuphars With music, and made godly mirth With corn and wine ; Thou hast made Thee man ; Thou hast loved and suffered, died and risen ; Buthath Thy mouth grown white and wan, Sucked out into that strange sweet prison Nay, Thou hast never kissed the mouth Of Dorothy ! as I ! as I ! Th…
… his mummy, then ! CARR. Youre not my mummy ! Thats what I complain of ; you always treat me as a Cheops, ever since that night on the Great Pyramid ! EUPHEMIA. [Hides her head in his bosom.] Oh shame, shame ! CARR. Not a bit of it ! Think of the infinite clearness of the night The magical green of the sunset, The magical blue of the Nile. The rising of the great globed moonthe stars starting from their fastnesses like sentries on the alarmthe isolation of our stance upon the summitthe faery dis- tance of Cairo and its spear-sharp mina…
…your holiest sacrament, Life mere garlands that you wound Laughing on your brows, and rent ! Fare ye well, O world-renowned ! Enter into great content !
209 LE GOUT DE LINFINI I adore Thee as I do the Vault of Night, (O Vase of Sadness ! Silence of great might !) And love Thee more that Thou escapest me Dazzling my dreams, ironic subtlety That still adds league to leagueleagues limitless That keep the azure abyss from my caress ! I grip Gods throat, I grapple Him to terms So, to a corpse, a choir of coffin-worms ! Ah beast ! I love thee, cruel and uncontrolled, Even to that ice that burns when fire is cold.
THE DUELLISTS 59 And yet in a sense you have wonfor you played All the beauty and passion and wit of a maid. You are damned : that is great ! you drained life to the lees ! And II shall yawn at the end, Im afraid. When Christ was in hell, Satan camehow he sneered ! Hows this for a God and he laughed at His beard : After Heaven ? and Palestine ? meant to offend. How mild the reply of the Saviour appeared ! Between heaven and hell it were easy to choose : These ashes are scarce worth celestial dews. But at leastif you must have it…
…, for He Hath risen above all things that be. II Ardent and white, the Lord Whirls forth a strident sword. Its blade is broader than the great World-Ash ; Its edge is keener than the lightning-flash. Brighter than all the lights of heaven, 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
…he moon ! Nay ! I knew not what glory shone Gold from the breathless bliss beyond : But this I know that I am gone To the heart of Gods great diamond ! I match, &c. KETHER I am passed through the abyss of flame ; Hear ye that I am that I am ! THE RETURN Behold ! I clothe mine awful light In yonder body born of night. Its mind be open to the higher ! Its heart be lucid-luminous ! The Temple of its own desire The Temple of the Rosy Cross !
85 THE OCTOPUS THE red lips of the Octopus are more than myriad stars of night. The great beast writhes in fiercer foam than thirty stallions amorous. I would they clung to me and stung ; I would they quenched me with delight, The red lips of the Octopus. They reek with poison of the sea, scarlet and hot and languorous. My skin drinks in their slaver warm ; my sweats his rapt embrace excite. The heavy sea rolls languidly oer the ensanguine kiss of us. We strain and strive, we die for love ; we linger in the lusty fight ; We agonize ; our clutc…
…rt that they enlarge With hope thy dear sobs shall resound, A drummer rattling out the Charge ! For am I not a discord-note In Gods great anthemthanks to thee Black Irony with greedy throat That shaketh me, devoureth me Through my soft voice this harpy screams ! My blood, this viper-venom base ! I, the black mirror by whose gleams Megaera watches her own face.
… with a strange Circean smile She bends herself and moves With a vile, a calculated wile In the unfamiliar grooves, Whose horror hath so great a guile That her hates pass for loves. Within the gold bars of her rings She grips the god as in a vice.
…ose cold knees, a lost lagoon, To that wild woodland, strangely near To the lone tower that tops the moon ! Verily and Amen ! Unhewn The great grim forest menaces. What gardener may dare to prune Those woods to build me palaces ?
…e, 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 !
…le sea That throbs with lifes bewitching agony, Too long to measure and too fierce to tame. An hurtful joy, a fascinating shame Is this great ache that grips the heart of me. Even as a cancer, so this passion gnaws Away my soul, and will not ease its jaws Till I am dead. Then let me die ! Who knows But that this corpse committed to the earth May be the occasion of some happier birth ? Springs earliest snowdrop ? Summers latest rose ? II Thou knowest what asp hath fixed its lethal tooth In the white breast that trembled like a flower At thy n…
…at crowning curse Can bid that cup of curses brim ? How may Gods maniac ministers Lash the last langour out of Him ? I did it. How ? So great and grim The Gods are, I may never guess. Suffice it, on his mouth I swim A drowning dastard. The caress
228 THE MAGICIAN [TRANSLATED FROM ELIPHAZ LEVIS VERSION OF THE FAMOUS HYMN] O LORD, deliver me from hells great fear and gloom ! Loose thou my spirit from the larvæ of the tomb ! I seek them in their dread abodes without affright : On them will I impose my will, the law of light. I bid the night conceive the glittering hemipshere. Arise, O sun, arise ! O moon, shine white and clear ! I seek them in their dread abodes without affright : On them will I impose my will, the law of light. Their faces and their shapes are terrible and strange. Thes…
…g his limbs in some delicious dim Depth, where the evening star May kiss his mouth, or by the black skys rim He makes his prayer To the great serpent that is coiled in rapture there.
…spears ! Of meteors war and blaze ; but I am I, Horus himself, the torrent of the sky AflameI sweep the stormy seas of air Towards that great globe that hangs so golden fair. I match, &c.