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Page 117 of 2031904 · PDF PAGE 45
… — not me, at all events, for there is no Angela that loves me. (A sound of sobbing in the trees.) Whom have we here ? (Advances.) ’Fore God, the most beautiful woman in the world, except my Molly ! And her scent ! O she is like some intimate tro- pical plant, luring and deadly ! — I am afraid. (He discovers Angela.) Madam, can I aid you ? ANGELA. Leave me ! Leave me ! I am the wretchedest girl on the wide earth. SIR PERCY. The comeliest, mademoiselle. (Aside.) O see this is a woman of the world. To her with speeches fit for such then.
1904 · PDF PAGE 69
WHY JESUS WEPT 55 Thou chaste pale goddess blooded to the human, Artemis rosy like Hippolyta ! Ay, my lord, were it true, your liar’s lore, (Oh blasphemy !) were my young love an whore, An hag of sixty ; I were greater so. He who doth know And fears and hates, Is not as he who cares not, but creates A royal crown from an old bonnet string, A maiden from a strumpet : that is to be like God, Who from all chaos, from the husks of matter, Crusts shed off putrefaction, shakes a wing And flies ; bids flowers spring from the dull black sod, Is not the…
1912 · PDF PAGE 364
…484 . . 485 Filia scaturiginum. D>) na [Is. x. 30, “ Daughter of Gallim”] Mockeries [Job xvii. 2. yp Vide 435] 486 A name of POX 752M Ay GOD
1912 · PDF PAGE 364
…484 . . 485 Filia scaturiginum. D>) na [Is. x. 30, “ Daughter of Gallim”] Mockeries [Job xvii. 2. yp Vide 435] 486 A name of POX 752M Ay GOD
1905 · PDF PAGE 145
…iance all the earth Forgets her day of dearth, In her new birth forgets, and maddens into mirth, The stars swing censers of pale gold to God, Whose incense is the love-song of the free; Angels with mercy and with beauty shod Move in the mazes of an Eden, trod Not by the seemly spirits of the sea, But by brave men built wholly of desire And freedom’s mystic fire, To clothe its habitants with glorious attire. Clasp hands, O fair republic of the west, And leave the kingdoms to their sudden fate. With new-born love and ardour unrepressed, Let Lethe…
1901 · PDF PAGE 23
…ive this pure heart to that maidenly, And let mine old age grow upon my hair, Finding my happiness in seeing him The all-devoted, and in God’s good pleasure Have little children playing at my knees, That I may listen, in their innocent prayers, For Jesus’ voice. And I will never break The secret of his being to my boy Lest he despise me. This one reticence I think my long-drawn agony may earn, For I will do without a mother’s name If only I may keep a son’s love still! [ Exe. SPIRIT OF TRAGEDY. She will not break an oath so wisely sworn, Unlock…
1901 · PDF PAGE 113
THE GROWTH OF GOD 99 The earth grins open, as it were a tomb, And struggling earthquakes gnash their teeth be- neath her. The night is monstrous: in the flickering fire Strange faces gibber as the brands burn low; Old shapes of hate, young phantoms of desire More hateful yet, shatter and change and grow. There is a sense of terror in the air, And dreadful stories catch my breath and bind me, Soft noises as of breathing: unaware What devils or what ghosts may lurk behind me! Even my horse is troubled: vain it is Invoking memory for sweet sound o…
1910 · PDF PAGE 124
…ll that melancholy host of bones ; Fates principalities and Deaths dominions Echo the drear discord, the tuneless tones. Keep us, dear God, from ill, What time the Hell-Wind whistles shrill. The King-Ghost hath no music but their rattling ; No scent but deaths grown faint and fugitive ; No light but this their leprous pallor battling Weakly with night. Lord, shall these dry bones live ?
1911 · PDF PAGE 83
…He is black-bearded and bold and magnificent. Even on the mom of the wedding he rode forth Against the infidel. He is so strong and brave: God must look favourably upon him, Bidding him return a conqueror To the flower of his garden That awaits his hand to pluck. [During the last part of the song SIR RINALDO DE LA CHAPELLE, 864107/?;>וof the Knights Templum-, has entered L. Quid/y, dzsmouuted, tethered his pet/fee}; to þaim, and 00611861/?”!שוLAYLAH. As she [fulls the [??}ש”ש/שחthe water he [taps his hands over her eyes. She shudders wz‘thfem', bu…
1911 · PDF PAGE 83
…He is black-bearded and bold and magnificent. Even on the mom of the wedding he rode forth Against the infidel. He is so strong and brave: God must look favourably upon him, Bidding him return a conqueror To the flower of his garden That awaits his hand to pluck. [During the last part of the song SIR RINALDO DE LA CHAPELLE, 864107/?;>וof the Knights Templum-, has entered L. Quid/y, dzsmouuted, tethered his pet/fee}; to þaim, and 00611861/?”!שוLAYLAH. As she [fulls the [??}ש”ש/שחthe water he [taps his hands over her eyes. She shudders wz‘thfem', bu…
1911 · PDF PAGE 175
…, the vision of the Stele of Ankh-f-n-khonsu, whose discovery brought about in a human consciousness the knowledge of the Equinox of the Gods, 21. 3. 04. 25. Appearance of the Lion God of Horus, the child of Leo that incarnates him. The first Angel is Isis its mother. 173
1913 · PDF PAGE 190
…demons corresponding to Kether. Two contending forces. Theosophist. A person who talks about Yoga, and does no work. Thoth. The Egyptian god of Speech, Magick, Wisdom. TiphcrctJi. " Beauty" or " Harmony," the 6th " emanation " of the Absolute. Typhon. The destroyer of Osiris. Udana. One of the imaginary "nerves" of Hindu pseudo-physiology.
1914 · PDF PAGE 12
… eagerly, and steals Each scrap of writing. She was human once : Her thirty years of whoring have snowed under All traces of it; and, by God, no wonder| She even stole my own vile wage; she stole ‘What she had given me herself: she took The body, wants the mind, would take the soul If she knew any longer where to look. No, my good sow. You take what you have paid for; ‘The other matters you were never made for. ‘That is her curse. She feels and knows she has Nothing of any value, feels and knows She is cast out for ever, cannot pass From her ow…
1907 · PDF PAGE 147
… For deity’s throne Deep-frozen, storm-shaken. What glories are shown When their slumbers awaken ! The avalanche thunders adown, and the gods of the gods are forsaken. To mortals your voices Are mighty and glad. The maiden rejoices: The man is grown mad For love, and his choice is The choice of a lad When a virgin first smiles on his suit, and the summer for envy is sad. Wan grows Aphrodite, And Artemis frail ; Apollo less mighty, Red Bacchus too pale. Dark Hades grows bright, he Alone may avail When the god and the mortal are one, as the mount…
1919 · PDF PAGE 295
…o half agree with him in my calmer moments in a general way, but the conclusion can be carried a step further. When you have proved that God is merely a name for the sex instinct, it appears to me not far to the per- ception that the sex instinct is God. This particular MS. is absolutely sane in every line. The fact that the woman committed suicide twelve or fifteen years afterwards is no more against the sanity of the MS. than the suicide of Socrates proves that the Republic is merely the lucubration of a lunatic. I am very far from agreeing w…
1901 · PDF PAGE 109
…. My trembling brain Vibrates that Word of Power. I cry amain : “ Down, Dweller of the Darkness, and adore me ! I am thy Master, and thy God ! Behold The Rose of Ruby and the Cross of Gold ! “ I am thy Saviour ! ” At the kindling word Up springs the dawn-light in the broken bowls ; Up leaps the glittering circle. Then I heard A hoarse shrill voice, as if some carrion bird Shrieked, mightier than the storm that rocks and rolls Through desolation : “ Thou hast known my Name. What is thy purpose, Master of the Flame ? ” I made demand : through lon…
1905 · PDF PAGE 143
… To song most soft, a spiral spell, A siren breathing in a shell. The notes were clustered round the well Like angels clustering round a god. Let memory wake from its abode Of dim precision lost for long The grace and grandeur of the song! Who art thou, love, by what sweet name I quicken ? By whom, O love, my soul is subtly stricken? O Love, O Love, I linger On the dear word and know not any meaning, Nor why I chant; there is a whisper weaning My soul from depths I knew to depths I guess, Centred in two words only: ‘“‘ Love” and “ Yes.” What ly…
1907 · PDF PAGE 273
…able , ancient , unmanifest , unthinkable , im mutable He is called . This is very much like the Athanasian Creed , after having defined God in every possible way , to end up by describing him as “ incomprehensible .” Not so the Buddhist who went back to the older vedic con ception : In the beginning there is existence blind and without knowledge ; and in this sea of ignorance there are appet ences formative and organizing . – The Questions of King Milinda . We must , however , pass by the question of begin ning , and see how the Buddhistic ide…
1910 · PDF PAGE 5
…m was in her blood Lurking for thrice five years, And now I see him—that old slime that leers Where Bacchus smiles, that evil and averse God that is wholly curse,
1912 · PDF PAGE 8
… asperging. Then Oeufs aux Ecrévissesthe sunrise tinged with bloodthe puri- fication by fire. Then the full rage of that awful noon of Godthe Truffles themselves. Then, as if to hold the blaze in heaven, the brandy