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Page 113 of 1961911 · PDF PAGE 92
…he door on eunuch on guard with drawn mimi/ar. LEDMIYA [a younggirl with a stringed instrument], As the flower waits for the rain, As the lover waits for the moon, We wait, we wait, an hungry pain, For tidings from the battle plain-— If those we love are hurt or slain, Or if the Lord hath smitten again The legions of the Cross, and hewn A path of blood where glory flares. The sabre strikes, the trumpet blares, The warhorse neighs,—Oh let us see The Crescent borne to victory] LAYLAH. Is there no news? FATMA. It is rumoured that the battle has begu…
1911 · PDF PAGE 92
…he door on eunuch on guard with drawn mimi/ar. LEDMIYA [a younggirl with a stringed instrument], As the flower waits for the rain, As the lover waits for the moon, We wait, we wait, an hungry pain, For tidings from the battle plain-— If those we love are hurt or slain, Or if the Lord hath smitten again The legions of the Cross, and hewn A path of blood where glory flares. The sabre strikes, the trumpet blares, The warhorse neighs,—Oh let us see The Crescent borne to victory] LAYLAH. Is there no news? FATMA. It is rumoured that the battle has begu…
1913 · PDF PAGE 44
…ler than your eyes ; And flesh is flesh , was flame before ; And infinite hungers leap no more In the chance swaying of your dress ; And love has changed to kindliness . THE OLD VICARAGE , GRANTCHESTER . Café des Westens , Berlin , May , 1912 . JUST now the lilac is in bloom , J All before my little room ; And in my flower - beds , I think , Smile the carnation and the pink ; And down the borders , well I know , The poppy and the pansy blow ... Oh ! there the chestnuts , summer through , Beside the river make for you A tunnel of green gloom , a…
1913 · PDF PAGE 51
… These are fools that men adore; both their Gods & their men are fools. 12. Come forth, o children, under the stars, & take your fill of love! 13. I am above you and in you. My ecstasy is in yours. My joy is to see your joy. QPeNn II
1913 · PDF PAGE 51
… These are fools that men adore; both their Gods & their men are fools. 12. Come forth, o children, under the stars, & take your fill of love! 13. I am above you and in you. My ecstasy is in yours. My joy is to see your joy. QPeNn II
1930 · PDF PAGE 17
…it without further ado. One knows what miracles can be clone with one’s favourite mashie! One has used the mashie again and again, one’s love for it growing in proportion to one’s success with it, and that success again made more certain and complété by the effect of this “love under will”, which one bestows upon it by using it. It is, of course, very important to keep such an object away from the contact of the profane. It is instinctive not to let another person use one’s fishing rod or one’s gun. It is not that they could do any harm in a ma…
1929 · PDF PAGE 163
…to us?" Iliel understood. The human souls had long since made themselves perfect, true images of the cosmos, by accepting the formula of Love and Death; they had made the great sacrifice again and again; they were veterans of the spiritual world-war, and asked nothing better than to go back to the trenches. But these others were partial souls; they had not yet [230] attained humanity; they had not understood that in order to grow one must assimilate oneself with another being, the death of two to create the life of one, in whom the two live onc…
1996 · PDF PAGE 65
66 The Law is for All like Narcissus, offer oneself loveless to every love like Catherine, or find the body so vain as to enclose one’s lust in the soul and make one lifelong spinthria1 unassuaged in the imagination like Aubrey Beardsley, the means matter no whit. Bach takes one way, Keats one, Goya one. The end is everything: that by the act, what ever it is, one worships, loves, possesses, and becomes Nuit. 1 [“Seeing stars,” or spintherism, from omi^rip, “sparks.”] 2 [Shakespeare, Macbeth i, 7.] The act of love can no more “trammel up the c…
1898 · PDF PAGE 48
…guessed it frail And perfect, with pure wings, like silver pale. So there, behind the leaves and stems, her lids Grew deep with veins of love, and Bassarids Racing the dim woods through, beheld her face, Whispered together, and desired the place. The grey was blushing in the Eastern sky When there drew near a child of poesy With full lips very tender, and grave eyes Where deep thoughts dwelt in some delicious wise. He looked upon the lilies, and a tear Dropped on their blossom ; but a little fear Came to the bosom of the violet Lest he see not,…
1898 · PDF PAGE 62
…loudy weather some far sky was blue. That crown I hope for shall be garlanded Of deathless flowers of equal bloom. And thou, O thou true lover, thou belovéd head And marble pallor of a prince’s brow, At the cliff’s edge we stand together now ; The parting of our ways has come at last, Mine is the bitterest journey, as I trow, A man may take, so solitary, so vast, It binds the future now, and stultifies the past. Only the hope that God may reunite Our ways diverging, and make one again The deathless love that burns a beacon bright On the black d…
1899 · PDF PAGE 222
200 MYSTERIES: LOVE ON THE ISLAND. EEP in the woods where the ocean reaches Up to the walls of a white-sand bay, And the sea waves swing to the noise of beeches Kissed by summer night winds at play, None may look through the silver-gray Moonlit haunts, where the sea-gull screeches, And the nightingale chants the woodland way. None may see where the leaves are parted, Where the nymph and the satyr hide, Where the lips of the tender-hearted Melt for languor and pout for pride, Where the birds of the night abide, Where the songs of the wood are st…
1901 · PDF PAGE 73
…an; If the sombre stream that ran From the smitten breast be kindled with the sacrificial fire: If the altar set above In the palaces of love Glow with this, the perfect passion And sublime desire From the clay of Fate to fashion His own glory, to inspire Worlds impossible to thought With the beauties, subtly wrought, Of his own creative strength. Spirit of the Gods! O single,
1904 · PDF PAGE 87
…ur—delusive bliss. On every shore the false delights Of maidens ply the barbarous kiss. But where did hero think to stay Lulled in their love beyond a day? No shoreland whistles to the wind So musically as Thrace: no town So gladdens the toil-weary mind As brave Athenae: no renown Stands so divine in war and peace As the illustrious name of Greece. This island of the subtle song Shall vanish as the shaken spray Tossed by the billow far and strong On marble coasts: we will not stay!
1907 · PDF PAGE 7
… one sun on the steppéd snows ; Only the one star of the sister seven ; Only the one moon in the orchard close In the one hour that unto love is given Of all the hours of bliss ; Only the one joy in a world of woes ; Only the one spark in the storm-cloud riven ; Only the one shaft through the rose-dawn driven, Thy shaft, Eros ! Not as Apollo or as Artemis Loosing gray death from golden thong To slay the poet in a song, The lover in a kiss ; But to divide the inmost marrow With that ensanguine arrow ; But to unite each bleeding part Of that most…
1909 · PDF PAGE 142
…passes still The secret ways of earth ; She kissed Will Blake beneath the hill, Robbed Shelley’s heart of mirth. But I have stopped with love her lips, And as into my arms she slips, I clip her close, and take my fill Of joy to make new birth. IV Oh, holloa! holloa! the hills among, And holloa! down the dale : I bear a golden lyre full-strung With heart-strings bright and pale. I’ve lilies from the fountain-head, And purple flags and roses red, And all the songs of Pan have flung Their fragrance in my tale. Vv And but as yesterday it seems She …
1909 · PDF PAGE 142
…passes still The secret ways of earth ; She kissed Will Blake beneath the hill, Robbed Shelley’s heart of mirth. But I have stopped with love her lips, And as into my arms she slips, I clip her close, and take my fill Of joy to make new birth. IV Oh, holloa! holloa! the hills among, And holloa! down the dale : I bear a golden lyre full-strung With heart-strings bright and pale. I’ve lilies from the fountain-head, And purple flags and roses red, And all the songs of Pan have flung Their fragrance in my tale. Vv And but as yesterday it seems She …
1910 · PDF PAGE 109
…n’s ambitious fear and guilt. (But Allah smote it with his fire : — Who sees it yonder in the silt ?) But I have built a higher tower Of love and fame for thee, o jilt !2 And yet a higher,3 this member firm, Fit for thy podex, an thou wilt. Nor Allah smites it, nor the Jinn, Until its pearly wine is spilt. Come in the cool of evening Beneath the figured goathair4 quilt ! Then will I gallop through the vale My spear at thy djirid to tilt.5 Thy buttock-leaves to El Qahar Are of his song the lovely lilt. 1. This is the very same old fable we learn…
1929 · PDF PAGE 482
…ed. I prefer to leave the passages which relate to him as they stand. His death adds grief to my thoughts of him; nothing can add to the love I have always had for him, or the honour in which I have always held him. protested that he did not know it himself. It didn't matter much then; it doesn't matter at all now. But I want to recall to Eckenstein that I stood pat! I did not ask him to vindicate himself. I do not empanel a jury of jackals to try a lion. I do not believe that Eckenstein was in full possession of his senses when he signed that …
1905 · PDF PAGE 34
…IS 27 Flush ! the music swells apace, Rolls its silver billows up Through the void demesné of space To the heavens’ azure cup ! Hush, my love, and sleep shall sigh This is immortality ! EPILOGUE. IN LIOLLOW STONEs, SCAWFELL. B.LiINnp the iron pinnacles edge the twilight ; lind and black the ghylls of the mountain clefted, Crag and snow-clad slope in a distant vision Rise as before me. Here (it seems) my feet by a tiny torrent Press the moss with a glad delight of being : Here my eyes look up to the riven moun- tain Split by the thunder. Rent an…
1930 · PDF PAGE 6
…that is not in absolute accordance with his Original Oath, with his True Will, by virtue whereof he incarnated as a man. With Bill Sykes love and murder are not mutually exclusive, as they are with King Arthur. The higher the type of man, the more sensitive he becomes; so that the noblest love divines intuitively when a careless word or gesture may wound, and, vigilant, shuns them as being of the family of murder. In Magick, likewise, the Adept who is sworn to attain to the Know¬ ledge and Conversation of his Holy Guardian Angel may in his gros…