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Page 114 of 1961996 · PDF PAGE 47
…odly therefore: dress ye all in fine apparel; eat rich foods and drink sweet wines and wines that foam! Also, take your fill and will of love as ye will, when, where and with whom ye will! But always unto me. Commentary: The first section of this verse is connected with the second only by the word “therefore.” It appears to describe an initiation, or perhaps the initiation, in general terms. I would suggest that the palace is the “Holy House” or Universe of the Initiate of the New Law. The four gates are perhaps Light, Life, Love, Liberty—see “…
1944 · PDF PAGE 102
…n earth: certainty, not faith, while in life, upon death; peace unutterable, rest, ecstasy; nor do I demand aught in sacrifice.” “But to love me is better than all things: if under the night‐stars in the desert thou presently burnest mine incense before me, invoking me with a pure heart, and the Serpent flame therein, thou shalt come a little to lie in my bosom. For one kiss wilt thou then be will‐ ing to give all; but whoso gives one particle of dust shall lose all in that hour. Ye shall gather goods and store of women and spices; ye shall wea…
1902 · PDF PAGE 55
… she who sucks The breath of little children in their sleep, Strangles young maidens, and presides upon Sterile debauchery and unnatural loves. Venus. Lilith ! Ah lover ! Thou hast known my name ! Tannhauser. So ; yet I love thee ! Rended is the veil ! Calling thee Ugliness, I guessed aright. Who saw, and see, all Beauty in thee still. Only, a beauty risen out of Hell ; 53
1905 · PDF PAGE 56
…ng, Familiar healer of man’s suffering ! O Satan, have pity of my long misery ! Who to the leper, even the cursed pariah, Hast taught by love the taste of heavenly fire ! O Satan, have pity of my long misery ! Thou who on Death, thine old and strong leman, Begottest Hope—a charming madwoman ! O Satan, have pity of my long misery ! Who knowest in which caves of envious lands God has hid precious stones with jealous hands ! O Satan, have pity of my long misery ! Thou whose clear eye discerns the arsenals deep, Where the small folk of buried metal…
1913 · PDF PAGE 140
H . 0 . Meredith . And all their secrets tell. Friendship of delight is dear But ever questionable ; Sorrow alone can fix love over fear , Throned upon certainty , all doubts removed . Even so' tis nothing God to have proved Mid colours of the day , Nothing to find his footsteps in the stars : For these are bright , Filling our soul with vintage of delight , Poured from inexhaustible jars Quenching dismay . But if man found him in the infinity Beyond the infinities of time and place , The space that is no space , The time that is no time , A La…
1929 · PDF PAGE 139
… will to eat and drink ” “To what end?” “That my body may be fortified thereby.” “To what end?” “That I may accomplish the Great Work.” “Love is the law, love under will.” “Fall to!” This may be adapted as a monologue. One may also add the inquiry “What is the Great Work?” and answer appropriately, when it seems useful to specify the nature of the Operation in progress at the time. The point is to seize every occasion of bringing every available force to bear upon the objective of the assault. It does not matter what the force is (by any standa…
1901 · PDF PAGE 17
…uddenly grown still. Only, mine eyes, unweary of the sight, Pierce through the dawn-mist of the sacred hill And yearn toward the rose of love and light. My lips, that drank the Heliconian rill, Murmur with slow delight. I see the faces of the lyric Nine ! The Rose of God its petals will unfold ! I madden with the ecstasy divine ! My soul leaps sunwards, shrieking—and behold ! Out of the ocean and the kindling brine Apollo’s face of gold ! What music, what delirium, what delight ! What dancing madness catches at my feet ! A tongue of fresh, impo…
1903 · PDF PAGE 25
…watching her narrowly, catches her and lays her tenderly on the altar.| Oh, what happiness, what happiness! Criosda, dear brother, how I love you ! I wish to sleep for ever—I wish to die ! [Crrospa, who has been bending over her, leaps up, shrieks.| Criospa. The luck of Maurya ! [He draws quickly his dirk; it flashes on high, he leaps on to the body of Maurya, and plunges it into her heart.| CurRTAIN.
1907 · PDF PAGE 99
THE STONE OF THE PHILOSOPHERS 79 OVARIOTOMY I LOVE you, lass, and you alone. What shall I say now death and life Wrangle before the jasper throne And cry to God to end the strife? Kind words? a little good advice? Patience, and fortitude, and prayer? Tracts are so suitable, and nice? “ Dear chyild, there’ll be no parting there ! "P O bourgeoisie! you read no doubt, But still you have a lot to learn. I am a lover, not a lout. My thoughts take quite another turn. I who have bitten through your skin Envy the surgeon who could dip His deft and cons…
1909 · PDF PAGE 140
…NOX the throat. I had broken my oath; I was paying the penalty. “Crazier than ever, I again sought throughout changed Paris for my dream-love; I shall seek her till I die. If I seem calmer, it is but that age has robbed me of the force of passion. In vain you tell me, laughing, that if she ever lived, she is long since dead ; or at least is an old woman, the blonde gold faded, the child-face wrinkled, the body bowed and lax. I laugh at you—at you—for a blaspheming ass. Your folly is too wild to anger me!” “T did not laugh,” said Roderic gravely…
1909 · PDF PAGE 140
…NOX the throat. I had broken my oath; I was paying the penalty. “Crazier than ever, I again sought throughout changed Paris for my dream-love; I shall seek her till I die. If I seem calmer, it is but that age has robbed me of the force of passion. In vain you tell me, laughing, that if she ever lived, she is long since dead ; or at least is an old woman, the blonde gold faded, the child-face wrinkled, the body bowed and lax. I laugh at you—at you—for a blaspheming ass. Your folly is too wild to anger me!” “T did not laugh,” said Roderic gravely…
1899 · PDF PAGE 64
…ymede, whose tongue Reiterates ill curses idly strung In circles meaningless high Zeus to move, Yet has twain other cries ; the one is Love ! The other Archais ! The Paphian lips Smiled with a splendour potent to eclipse The large-lipped drawn-out grinning of that court That mouthed and gibbered in their swinish sport.
1904 · PDF PAGE 36
…r voice is like an empress — no, a nightingale. You do not speak like a daleswoman. MOLLY. I was at school, sir, at — SIR PERCY. O but I love you ! There is none above you, Not God ! I renounce Thee, O maker ! Dissolve,
1906 · PDF PAGE 45
Still red, but red with the ecstasy of blood. Dear love, dear wife, dear mother of the child Whose fair faint features are a match for mine, Lurks there no secret where your body smiled, No serpent in the generous draught of wine? Did I guess all, who guessed your life well given Up to my kiss? Aha! the veil is riven! Beneath the smiling mask of a young bride Languorous, luscious, melancholy-eyed; Beneath the gentle raptures, hints celestial Of holy secrets, kisses like soft dew, Beneath the amorous mystery, I view The surer shape, a visage gri…
1910 · PDF PAGE 383
…lion’s sapphire shade There sport a band with wand and wreath, Languorous boy and laughing maid. And in the centre is a sight Of hateful love and shameless shame: A recreant Abyssinian knight Sports grossly with a wanton dame. How black and swinish is the knave! His hellish grunt, his bestial grin; Her trilling laugh, her gesture suave, The cool sweat swimming on her skin ! She looks and laughs upon the knight, Then turns to buss the blubber mouth, Draining the dregs of that black blight Of wine to ease their double drouth! God! what a glance! …
1910 · PDF PAGE 383
…lion’s sapphire shade There sport a band with wand and wreath, Languorous boy and laughing maid. And in the centre is a sight Of hateful love and shameless shame: A recreant Abyssinian knight Sports grossly with a wanton dame. How black and swinish is the knave! His hellish grunt, his bestial grin; Her trilling laugh, her gesture suave, The cool sweat swimming on her skin ! She looks and laughs upon the knight, Then turns to buss the blubber mouth, Draining the dregs of that black blight Of wine to ease their double drouth! God! what a glance! …
1911 · PDF PAGE 245
… the Light. [They draw the wil—full fight—and kneel. ARIES. Let us adore the Exalted One! LEo. Life of Life, thy lips enkindle With their love the breath between them ; 67
1911 · PDF PAGE 245
… the Light. [They draw the wil—full fight—and kneel. ARIES. Let us adore the Exalted One! LEo. Life of Life, thy lips enkindle With their love the breath between them ; 67
1913 · PDF PAGE 225
* ENID WELSFORD . “ My grief on the sea , How the waves of it roll ! For they heave between me And the love of my soul !” ( Douglas Hyde . From the Irish ). Look above , look below , look around on every side ! Dank grass , bent trees and nothing else you see , Why talk you then so wildly of the rolling of the tide , The wind that stirs bad weather up , a ship that sails the sea ? Do you see him , do you see him ? He 's standing by the mast . Come back , come back ! Oh will you never hear ? He stands upright , half smiling , with his face towar…
1913 · PDF PAGE 483
…tter, or the column called Boaz. Tue DovusLe LETTERS BETH. Reflection, thought, the moon, the Angel Gabriel, Prince of mysteries. GIMEL. Love, will, Venus, the Angel Anael, Prince of life and death. DALETH. Force, power, Jupiter, Sachiel, Melech, King of kings. KAPH. Violence, strife, work, Mars, Samael Zebaoth, Prince of Phalanges. PE. Eloquence, intelligence, Mercury, Raphael, Prince of sciences. RESH. Destruction and regeneration, Time, Saturn, Cassiel, King of tombs and of solitude. Tau. Truth, light, the Sun, Michael, King of the Elohim. 1…