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1913 · PDF PAGE 80

Cambridge Poets 1900–1913

…leister Crowley . II. The Virgin lies at Bethlehem . (Bring gold and frankincense and myrrh !) The root of David shoots a stem . (O Holy Spirit , shadow Her !) She lies alone amid the kine. (Bring gold and frankincense and myrrh !) The straw is fragrant as with wine . (O Holy Spirit , shadow Her !) There are three kings upon the road . (Bring gold and frankincense and myrrh !) She hath thrice blessed the Name of God . (O Holy Spirit, shadow Her !) There stands her star above the sky, (Bring gold and frankincense and myrrh !) She hath thrice ble…

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1913 · PDF PAGE 35

Cambridge Poets 1900–1913

…etals tense with whirling life ; Rivers and seas and meres and the streaming winds Sure, ceremonial, move to the pulse of change : Yea , Spirit shall see how from the teeming earth Waving trees and the beautiful lives of flowers Flicker like tongues of flame ; Shall see how man , the bright untameable spirit , Leaps and aspires and burns upward for ever , A quivering flame , beyond the flaming stars .

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1913 · PDF PAGE 76

Cambridge Poets 1900–1913

…k , and understand . IN MEMORIAM A.J. B. THE life by angels ' touch divinely lifted From our dim space - bounds to a vaster sphere , The spirit , through the vision of clouds rifted , Soars quick and clear . We know the dance that hails the golden pinions The sun waves over an awakening earth ; We know the joy that floods the heart 's dominions At true love 's birth . Even so, the mists that roll o' er earth are riven , The spirit flashes forth from mortal sight , And , flaming through the viewless space , is given A robe of light . As when the…

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1913 · PDF PAGE 168

Cambridge Poets 1900–1913

Victor B . Neuburg . A LOST SPIRIT . ( The Spirit seeks re-incarnation .) | PASS by darkened windy ways , 1 Through bog and dripping heather ; I flash before the silver rays The moon holds tight together . I sing beneath the waning moon ; An ancient god -forgotten rune Springs to my lips to taste , and soon The way behind with light is strewn. O silent city silver - lit, O rainy roads reflecting Tall houses where the old ghosts fit , Their shadows thin projecting Across my path — the street lamps glare Before my soft eyes everywhere . Ah ! men …

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1913 · PDF PAGE 163

Cambridge Poets 1900–1913

…trove , won , survived : and God became the world . Next , some internal force began to move Within the bosom of that latest earth : The spirit of an elemental love Stirred outward from itself , and God was birth . Then outward , upward , with heroic thew , Savage from young and bursting blood of life , Desire took form , and conquered , and anew Strove , conquered , and took form : God was that strife . Thus , like a comet , fiery flight on Alight , Flash upon flash , and purple morn on morn : But always out of agony - delight ; And out of dea…

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1913 · PDF PAGE 114

Cambridge Poets 1900–1913

Arthur Grimble . The poet , whose soul's unrest Kills all his spirit 's ease , But yet is blest With sweet increase . Lifts up his voice , elate , And carols blithe and free ; For to create Is ecstasy . Pain has but little worth For those who travail long To bring to birth A son , a song .

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1913 · PDF PAGE 58

Cambridge Poets 1900–1913

… His colours Through sense and soul . Moan of creation Rapture that stirs — Blindly they learned it, Years upon years . Till clearly one spirit Cried on His Name From all her lovely And earthly frame .

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1913 · PDF PAGE 241

Cambridge Poets 1900–1913

…egan Paul , Trench , Trübner & Co ., London “ Jephthah and other Mysteries " Kegan Paul , Trench , Trübner & Co ., London “ Songs of the Spirit " Kegan Paul , Trench , Trübner & Co ., London “ The Poem ” Privately printed “ Jezebel ” Privately printed “ An Appeal to the American Republic " Kegan Paul , Trench , Trübner & Co ., London 222

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1913 · PDF PAGE 176

Cambridge Poets 1900–1913

… behind. Now softly sound The Angels ' herald -trumpets , calling round Thunders and mighty winds and powers amazed . Now laden with the spirit of man 's hand There bursts an awful clarion -shout , and brings Strange whispering and rushing of strange wings Battling , and furtive secrets of command . Down from the height and up from the abyss Are swept dominion , power, angel, throne , For unimaginable ends, and hiss , And fall. The heralds trumpet ; they are gone. Tread softly — 'tis in God ' s house thou hast been And fearfully — ' tis God tha…

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1913 · PDF PAGE 113

Cambridge Poets 1900–1913

… one with life In harmony which could not cease . So instant did contentment seem I could not think it all a dream . But ah , the joy my spirit won Fled as the golden vision passed . The children of my dream are gone : A thousand ages hold them fast. The continent that used to be Is hidden in the purple sea . * BIRTH . CHE who gives birth in woe Forgets her pain at morn , Joyful to know A man is born . And all her senses sing That from her blood and bone New life should spring, New , yet her own.

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1913 · PDF PAGE 82

Cambridge Poets 1900–1913

…ate The unsubstantial space , Move with my lips the laws of Fate That bind earth 's carapace ? No angel, but the very light And fire and spirit of Her, Unmitigated , eremite , The unmanifested myrrh , Ocean , and night that is not night, The mother -mediator .

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1913 · PDF PAGE 83

Cambridge Poets 1900–1913

Aleister Crowley . O sacred spirit of the Gods ! O triple tongue ! descend ; Lapping the answering flame that nods, Kissing the brows that bend, Uniting all earth 's periods To one exalted end ! Still on the mystic Tree of Life My soul is crucified ; Still strikes the sacrificial knife Where lurks some serpent - eyed Fear , passion , or man 's deadly wife Desire , the suicide ! Before me dwells the Holy One Anointed Beauty 's King ; Behind me , mightier than the Sun , To whom the cherubs sing , A strong archangel , known of none , Comes crowned…

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1913 · PDF PAGE 165

Cambridge Poets 1900–1913

… the dawn , Renowned Bernardo , whom men call the true ! The cloud shall lift . The veil shall be withdrawn . Hail , prophet , bail ! My spirit yearns for you . ( Bernardo enters . All Hail ! Hail ! John . Oh , learned master , solve our grief ! By whom were we uplifted from the sod ? We lean upon thy wisdom : tell us brief , Who , who is God ? Bernardo . God ? God ! There is no GOD . 146

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1913 · PDF PAGE 34

Cambridge Poets 1900–1913

…heard , his iron gate Clanged - to behind me as I took the road . * FLAME . O NLY the fire of love can fuse and burn This solid world to spirit . But we two Have caught love back by the escaping wing , Therefore shall life be perfect, for our eyes Are opened and our stooping souls stand up Full - statured under the roofless heaven of love .

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1913 · PDF PAGE 193

Cambridge Poets 1900–1913

J. C. Squire . And tears away the darkening pall Cast by the bright phenomenal, And clears the obscured spirit's mirror From shadows of deceptive error, And shows the bells and all their ringing , And all the crowds and all their singing , Carillons that are nothing 's chimes And dust that is not even dust . But rarely hold I converse thus Where shapes are bright and clamorous , More often comes the word divine In places motionless and far ; Beneath the white peculiar shine Of sunless summer afternoons ; At eventide on pale lagoons Where hangs …

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1913 · PDF PAGE 23

Cambridge Poets 1900–1913

…led with the words of men , For they had denied the beauty and the sanctity of all things . They had broken the faith with the universal spirit , Saying that nothing is save themselves only , that are unworthy , more than I even , of the knowledge and love of night . And , sore distressed , I listened for her in the time of the great stillness , and was not disappointed . She came to me as a prophet to a stricken people , And her voice I heard vibrating from one wall of the darkness to the other , Crying “I am, I am .”

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1913 · PDF PAGE 215

Cambridge Poets 1900–1913

…NOT THE DEAD O'ERMUCH . I OVE not the dead o'ermuch . You hold them here When, king-like they should come into their own , And , in some spirit -mother's womb resown, Be sons of life , sans darkness and sans fear . But, as in sombre waters of a mere , The stars their image from afar drop down , The dead shall light your soul, the dead whose crown Makes up the light of every starry sphere . But know , when e' er the dead can hear our grief They linger all our barren earth around , And touch us with the wind's too -plaintive sound , Whispering ba…

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1913 · PDF PAGE 162

Cambridge Poets 1900–1913

…urch five years ago Such a dry , withered , cracked and crabbed thing As might have made the trees forget to grow . To church ! God is a spirit , not a creed ; He is an inner , outward - moving power : 143

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1913 · PDF PAGE 161

Cambridge Poets 1900–1913

…hose presence none shall ever pass , Save by the flesh of Jesus Christ, which I Reveal to all believers in the Mass . Ah , when His Holy Spirit amid fumes Of incense lifts me out of self - control , No heretic can dream how He illumes The innermost recesses of my soul . That is a mystery I alone may scan , Privileged in my character of priest ; So now in my capacity of man , I ask you all to come with me and Caustic . - feast . Innocent . Sir, who are you ? Caustic . A man of good intent : A leech - a bodily salvation - giver . That sense myste…

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1913 · PDF PAGE 9

Cambridge Poets 1900–1913

…emight hear no more of that noise which was now leaving the English coast . Thereupon ( as the bravest will , when a long tension of the spirit is happily relaxed ) Sir Robert Howard let the strain down with a Alippant remark , that ' He could scarce have wished the

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