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Page 110 of 2031902 · PDF PAGE 41
…ight, and ugliness Vested in beauty ! Therefore is my love No petty passion like these country-folk's : No fertile glory (as the Love of God) : But vast and barren as the winter sea, Holding I know not what enormous soul In its salt bitter bosom, underneath The iron waters and the serpent foam ; Below, where sight and sound are set no more, But only the intolerable weight Of its own gloomy selfhood. This am I : This passion, lion-mouthed and adder-eyed. A mass compressed, a glowing central core. Like molten metal in the crucible ! Death's secre…
1907 · PDF PAGE 337
…r , 55 . ALICE . Pott 8vo , Japanese vellum wrapper , pp . xii + 85 , 5s . [A few copies of the first edition , China paper , 21s .] THE GOD - EATER . Crown 4to , pp.32 , green camel's hair wrapper , 2s . 6d . THE STAR AND THE GARTER . Demy 4to , pp . 89 , green camel's hair wrapper , is . THE ARGONAUTS . Crown 8vo , pp . 102 , 55 . THE SWORD OF SONG . Post 4to , pp . ix + 194 , printed in red and black , decorative wrapper , 205 . [A few of the first edition , 425. ] GOETIA . Demy 4to , pp . ix + 65 , with illustrations , decorative wrapper , …
1910 · PDF PAGE 150
…uld not bear its cross ! I say that infinite loss is infinite loss, That tears are trivial, tears are happiness, That this blind ache is Gods last punishment For love ; that all things in that one thing shent Are damned, that had I loved her less I could have prated in some honeyed strain. Taking a subtle pleasure in my pain. It is my bulk, the mass of my intent, That makes the ruin abject. I had sung Some partial earthquake ; here the universe Crashes with one great curse, Whelming the singer and the song. My tongue Is palsied ; only this cha…
1912 · PDF PAGE 358
…98 the dust, [Job]?טשמה הכפשPhallus;? ].ךבז ,227 [Cf. πο.?ישפח ïmmuh urethral [Vide Deut. xxiii. :[? Σ (1—28) 406?ץחש התאTHOU: a name of GOD? 399 םע ץראהVulgar, common; plebeian?יפטש קושLeg? 4°°_/~ םרגשAlterations?ףשנ וחThe letter Tau?ליבשמ F2
1912 · PDF PAGE 358
…98 the dust, [Job]?טשמה הכפשPhallus;? ].ךבז ,227 [Cf. πο.?ישפח ïmmuh urethral [Vide Deut. xxiii. :[? Σ (1—28) 406?ץחש התאTHOU: a name of GOD? 399 םע ץראהVulgar, common; plebeian?יפטש קושLeg? 4°°_/~ םרגשAlterations?ףשנ וחThe letter Tau?ליבשמ F2
1913 · PDF PAGE 117
… did receive , And yet , so fierce was I, forebore to grieve . I did expect a King (I saw a slave !) A kingdom ushered with the trump of God ; And this the thronement that His subjects gave A brutal hustling to a certain grave ! I looked , and looking could have cursed the more , But in a moment , lad , He looked on me ; And I was stricken ; sought half - blind the door ; Sobb 'd that I had not seen the half before . . . Whose curses , think you , had He heard that day ? Whose hands had beaten in upon His Face ? The Romans ? Jews ? Dull , blind…
1898 · PDF PAGE 136
…my fierce brain ! resolve my rotted heart ! Fill me with drunkenness ! How changed thou art, Body, from that these women loved so well ! God ! will they still lust after me in Hell ? But this is Hell ! Aha ! if you were me, Blind staring cripple yonder, you should see Whether I lie ! A cripple are you then ? Look upon me, the leper among men, The corpse among the living ! Intercede, Good pitying pitiable Christ ! My need Is viler than my sins ! Old sins, you tire ! Come, some new devilry to reinspire My lips with frenzied laughter ! Vain, ah, v…
1904 · PDF PAGE 68
… The glories hidden in the flower’s cup, All, all that wakes the soul to worship, verse, Ripe verse, all wines, all dreams that the soft God lifts up : All these are eidola, Mere phantom will ’o the wisps, thy love the real ! There is no more ideal For me ; romance hath shot its bolt ; The badger Jesus skulketh in his holt, Whence let no dog dare draw him ; let him skulk ! All is an empty broken hulk Floating on waters of derision, Save for the sole true vision, Angela, star in chaos ! Breathe, breathe deep ! Dear heart of gold, beat slowly in …
1912 · PDF PAGE 369
…7] 53 575 Beerschebha, Fons Sep‘ראב ?עבש tenarii. [2 Sam. xxiv. 7 —Gen. xxi. y.] [Vide K.D. L.C.K. p. 183] « And theרמאיו םיהלא יהי ?רוא GODS said, Let there be LIGHT” 24’ 4’576 Wands?תולקמ The tenth?רושע "577 The Concealed ofהרטנט ?זירמטר the Concealed ; a name of GOD most High 578 579 Media noxתוצח ?הליל Qliphoth of Netzachברע ?קרז Sons of Adam n'myn 580 Rich νυν Ancient p'ny "Le bouc émissaire"; shaggy,?דעש hairy. [Levin]“ ?;שו Angel of Fire?ףרש 581 The Ancient One Rp'hy Barley?הרועש 582 583 584
1912 · PDF PAGE 369
…7] 53 575 Beerschebha, Fons Sep‘ראב ?עבש tenarii. [2 Sam. xxiv. 7 —Gen. xxi. y.] [Vide K.D. L.C.K. p. 183] « And theרמאיו םיהלא יהי ?רוא GODS said, Let there be LIGHT” 24’ 4’576 Wands?תולקמ The tenth?רושע "577 The Concealed ofהרטנט ?זירמטר the Concealed ; a name of GOD most High 578 579 Media noxתוצח ?הליל Qliphoth of Netzachברע ?קרז Sons of Adam n'myn 580 Rich νυν Ancient p'ny "Le bouc émissaire"; shaggy,?דעש hairy. [Levin]“ ?;שו Angel of Fire?ףרש 581 The Ancient One Rp'hy Barley?הרועש 582 583 584
1913 · PDF PAGE 102
…r warder ! [They pass over to JULIAN. I am the camel brother of your priest, And we are come from north and south and east To build your God a new and nobler shrine. Give me the sign. [Done, each striking his breast Jive times with clenched hand] The sign is strict, averred. Hast thou the holy word? [Whispered.] The word is rightly spoken. Hast thou the secret token? [Given, each making a wide sweep with the arm, clapping hand to hand, and then clasping.] The token is right. All Hail! Pass to the veil ! (They pass on. The black man enters, his …
1913 · PDF PAGE 102
…r warder ! [They pass over to JULIAN. I am the camel brother of your priest, And we are come from north and south and east To build your God a new and nobler shrine. Give me the sign. [Done, each striking his breast Jive times with clenched hand] The sign is strict, averred. Hast thou the holy word? [Whispered.] The word is rightly spoken. Hast thou the secret token? [Given, each making a wide sweep with the arm, clapping hand to hand, and then clasping.] The token is right. All Hail! Pass to the veil ! (They pass on. The black man enters, his …
1919 · PDF PAGE 204
…most holy cup The wine of its blood may be offered up. Nor is it given to any son of man To hymn that Sacrament, the One in Seven, Where God and priest and worshipper, Deacon, asperger, thurifer, chorister, Are one as they were one ere time began, Are one on earth as they are one in heaven; Where the soul is given a new name, Confirming with an oath the same, And with celestial wine and bread Is most delicately fed,
1937 · PDF PAGE 3
…assuaged of purpose, delivered from the lust of result, is every way perfect. 57. Love is the law, love under will. CHAPTER II. 19. Is a God to live in a dog? No ! but the highest are of us. They shall rejoice, our chosen; who sorroweth is not of us. 20. Beauty and strength, leaping laughter and delicious languor, force and fire, are of us. 58. Yea ! deem not of change: ye shall be as ye are, and not other. Therefore the kings of the earth shall be kings for ever. The slaves shall serve.
1898 · PDF PAGE 35
JEPHTHAH. 31 By children loving me, to be a harness To drive me on the road of happiness To the far goal of heaven. Would to God It might be so a little ere I die! CHORUS OF ELDERS. This doubtful word his fuming lips gave forth: A maiden shall be slain for many men. This only of his fury seemed obscure. JEPHTHAH. A maiden shall be slain for many men. Surely, O people, and men of Israel, The prophecy is happy to the end. For see yon moon that creeps inviolate Against the corner of the mountains so, Slowly and gracefully to lighten us. So, ere th…
1901 · PDF PAGE 50
…, That was of steel and fire, like a reed, snapped! PACHAD. So lived my father. Tell me of his death. AMENHATEP. At thy first breath the gods were patient still, Till the abomination filled its cup, And hatred took her heart. She slew thy sire, And made his body the banquet of her sin In the infernal temple. “So,” she said, ‘‘T reap the incarnation of the god.” So, gloomy and hideous, she would prowl about Seeking fresh human feasts, and bloody rites Stained the white altar of the world. And yet Her power is gone, and we behold her go, Haggard …
1899 · PDF PAGE 170
…sted ; come, grow red, ye faded flowers! What boots the weariness of olden time . Now, when old age, a tempest-fury, lowers ? Up to high God beyond the weary land The days drift mournfully ; His hoary hand Gathers them. Is itso? My foolish rhyme Dreams they are links upon an endless band. The planets draw in endless orbits round The sun ; itself revolves in the profound Deep wells of space; the comet’s mystic track By the strong rule of a closed curve is bound. Why not with time? To-morrow we may see The circle ended—if to-morrow be— , And gaze…
1902 · PDF PAGE 139
… path.— So he Cried out upon me " Till this barren staff Take life, and bud, and blossom, and bear fruit, And shed sweet scent — so long God casteth thee Out from His glory !" Stricken, smitten, slain— When—one unknown, a pilgrim with the rest. Darting long rugged fingers and deep eyes. Reached to the sceptre with his word and will — Buds, roses, blossoms ! Lilies of the Light ! Bloom, bloom, the fragrance shed upon the air ! ^i7
1903 · PDF PAGE 14
…SF Burkd Iehotah’s altars WWy ; HfeB and SH purfued Gis pricfts; SF Wok a Bife from Sidon ToWy; S gat gis amples & the keafts; SF (et up gods and graBen fhapes Of males and womdikes and apes. Myfelf & forceries Sh betook ; AL fins Hat aw vid Sf contrk, Seahd in the Thora’s dreadful fook— & like, and life my fife, and Hrike! Doth God not fee? His car is dull? Or Dis fyrech ferangleo, Dis forw null? Nap, Yerilp! Chele potty fine Dis mercy and long-fuffering pardon. What final aime of orror Bins Le Cafe Wis gradous feart to Fardey? What one Café i…
1909 · PDF PAGE 223
…of gold for its throat, A scarlet bow for its horns. I have bought a lark in the lift For the price of a butt of sherry: With these, and God for a gift, It needs no wine to be merry! I have bought for a wafer of bread A garden of poppies and clover; For a water bitter and dead A foam of fire flowing over. From the Lamb and his prison fare And the owl’s blind stupor, arise! Be ye wise, and strong, and fair, And the nectar afloat in your eyes! Arise, O ambrosial moon By the strong immemorial spell, By the subtle veridical rune That is mighty in h…