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Page 119 of 1281919 · PDF PAGE 177
…ch other as two new pennies. You really mean “Reflections on Love”: “Jones’ Night Thoughts”: “Idle thoughts of an idle fel- low.” It’s a soul-destroying, mind-fuddling practice. If indulged in, it will absolutely ruin all power of concentration. Now here is your Examination for the Grade of Zelator.? (a) Go through a door on which is engraved this figure X and explain the figure in detail by means of your visions. (b) Invoke Mercury and Hod, and travel till you meet 4 zl the Unicorn mentioned in Liber LXV Cap. III verse 2. Re- port its conversa…
1905 · PDF PAGE 137
130 JEZEBEL; AND OTHER TRAGIC POEMS The desert wind my body burns, The voice of flesh consumes my soul; My body towards the city turns, My spirit seeks its fierier goal ; In wells of heaven to quench my thirst, And take God’s hand among the first. I conquered self; I grew at last A prophet chosen of the Lord ; I blew the trumpet’s iron blast That called on Zimri Omri’s sword; My voice inflamed the fiery steel That was to smite upon Jezreel. And now, I haste from yonder sands, With fervour filled, to say God’s doom To Ahab of the bloody hands, T…
1906 · PDF PAGE 8
…tell you how, Or else I’d knock you down, old man, Like that extremist cow.} You've gained your every seat, my friend, By perjuring your soul ; You’ve climbed to Downing Street, my friend, A very greasy poll. You bear a traitor’s brand, old man, You bear a liar’s brand ; I will zo¢ shake thy hand, old man, I will ot shake thy hand. [And I didn’t. THE BALLOON. Written (at the age of fifteen, and still unsur- passed) while in bed with measles at Ton- bridge in Kent, FLOATING in the summer air, What is that for men to see? Anywhere and everywhere,…
1907 · PDF PAGE 85
… Will there be memory ¢here? [Denys now fancies himself as a philosopher.| For I would not marry you—nay! not though I loved you with my soul. In an hour you will be rid of me.
1907 · PDF PAGE 137
…nd tempest fallen at even ; As the crack and hissing of the levin ; As the soft sough of tree-boughs wind-shaken ; As the fearful cry of souls in hell, When past death: and blinder life they waken, Seeing Styx before their vision swell, When the bands of earth are broken As the spirit’s spell is spoken On the vast and barren places Where the unburied wander still ; As the laughter of young faces ; As the Word that is the will ; As the life of wells and fountains, Of the old deep-seated mountains ; As the forest’s desolate sighing; As the moanin…
1905 · PDF PAGE 62
…sordid strife Is nade most holy, beautiful, and pure, By this desire, if this desire endure. So to the altar of the Highest aspire Those souls whose fire as on it cast one grain of pure incense, (Who guesses—whence ?) Those souls that cast their trammels off, and spring On eager wing, Immaculate, new-born, toward the sky, And shall not die Until they cleave at last the lampless dome, And lose their tent because they find their home. KPILOGUE. LiKE snows on the mountain, uplifted By weather or wind as it blows, In hollows the heaps of it drifted…
1905 · PDF PAGE 202
…ng valley and weep: I loved you so! For a moment cease the winds of God upon the reverent head ; I lose the life of the mountain, and my soul is with the dead ; Yet am I not unaware of the splendour of the height, Yet am I lapped in the glory of the Sun of Life and Light :— Even so my heart looks out from the harbour of God’s breast, Out from the shining stars where it entered into rest— Once more it seeks in memory for reverence, not regret, ; And it loves you still, my sisters! as God shall not forget. It is ill to blaspheme the silence with …
1905 · PDF PAGE 236
…e all-pervading bliss, Thou, whom I value at my ageless kiss? Chosen of Me! Thou heart of hearts, thou mine, Man! Stamping into dust the Soul Divine By might of that mere Manhood! Sense and thought Reel for the glory of thee kissed and caught In the eternal circle of iny arms ! Woven in vain are the mysterious charms Endymion taught Diana! For one gaze; One word of my unutterable praise ; And I was utterly and ever lost, Lost in the whirlwind of thy love, and tossed A wreck on its irremeable sea ! Life! Life! This kiss! Draw in thy breath ! To …
1907 · PDF PAGE 46
…reme, through thee, sweet Angela ! For all the beauties of the universe, 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 0’ the wisps, thy love the real ! There is no more ideal lor me 3 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 i…
1909 · PDF PAGE 261
…ate with a motto as a new name. This motto is not a name given to the outer man’s body, but an occult signifier of the aspiration of his soul. “In affirmation of this motto, now doth Osiris send forward the Goddesses of the Scales of the Balance to baptize the aspirant with water and with fire. Even as it is written: ‘ Except a man be born of water and of the spirit: in no wise shall he enter nto the Kingdom of Heaven.’” 253
1909 · PDF PAGE 261
…ate with a motto as a new name. This motto is not a name given to the outer man’s body, but an occult signifier of the aspiration of his soul. “In affirmation of this motto, now doth Osiris send forward the Goddesses of the Scales of the Balance to baptize the aspirant with water and with fire. Even as it is written: ‘ Except a man be born of water and of the spirit: in no wise shall he enter nto the Kingdom of Heaven.’” 253
1905 · PDF PAGE 48
…and breathe a dumb com- plaint. Lo! they have cast away the mask of lies And not found Truth. saint Whose skeleton lies here because his soul did faint ! So he would be a
1905 · PDF PAGE 112
… is a leathern sheath, Myself the sun-bright sword ! I have no fear, nor doubt, nor sorrow now, For I give Self to God—I give my best Of soul and blood and brain To my poor Art—-there comes to me some- how This fact: Man’s-work is God made mani- fest; Life is all Peace again. And Dreams are beyond life. Their wider scope, Limitless Empire o’er the world of thought, Help my desires to press Beyond all stars toward God and Heaven and Hope ; And in the world-amazing chase is wrought Somehow—all Happiness. THE TRIUMPH OF MAN. BEFORE the darkness, e…
1907 · PDF PAGE 14
…rd that chirps Another song. Here’s paint and brush And canvas. I will paint anon The limb yon garter once was on ; Sketch you a nude—my soul—and nude The very human attitude We all assume—or else are posers. Such winners are the surest losers. I paint her picture, recognise— Dare you ?—one glimmer of her eyes Like yours, one shimmer of her skin Like that your flesh is hidden in, One laugh upon her lips enough Like yours for me to recollect, 1 A famous restaurateur in the Place de Rennes.
1907 · PDF PAGE 169
…rimeval state. Not without law, sayest thou? Almighty Zeus, Am I not also mothered of a Muse? Let there be law! untimely to release This soul untinctured of the Stygian dews, Unsprinkled of Lethean lotus-drops ! Life grows so steadily, so sudden stops— (Surely no part in Nature’s moving peace !) Thus, when the young, like tempest-stricken crops Unripe, are blasted in the blossoming spring— This is a miracle, not the other thing! Nature insults herself, blasphemes her God, Thus cutting short the life’s hard happening.
1907 · PDF PAGE 104
… all its stars, The storm, the hunger epicene, The raging at invisible bars, The hideous cruelty of the whole ?— These are of Kali, O my soul ! The sterile force of bronze and gold Bends to my passion, as it grips With feverish claws the metal cold, And burns upon the brazen lips That, parted like a poppy bud, Have gemméd curves like moons of blood. The mazes of her many arms Delude the eye; they seem to shift As if they spelled mysterious charms Whereby some tall grey ship should drift Out to a windless, tideless sea Motionless from eternity. …
1919 · PDF PAGE 154
…sing the slightest idea of that which occurred during this state, yet it would seem of importance to do the best I can. That there is no soul struck me as a horrible blank. That J do not, and never have existed as “I” comes as a wonderful realization while the consciousness of the unreality of the “T” lasts. With the loss of “the ego” comes the consciousness that the whole universe of things and people is but a part of the State then arrived at. That if this little body dies, existence still remains in all the other part of the Universe and the…
1907 · PDF PAGE 122
116 ODIN IN RIME Swift clasp of Rodin’s magical mind love- witted, See all creation fade; abide, one kiss. Then to my own soul’s bow this shaft be fitted ; Thank God for all, seeing that all is this ! RESURRECTION. FRomM youth and love to sorrow is one stride. So to the thinker; to the lover’s self Rather it glides or swoons ; the idle elf That plucks a rose, scatters its petals wide, Is like the wind, is like the moon-wrought tide, Is most like life: so soft to man, so hard To the all-gathering brain of a great bard| Christ answered: Peace to …
1939 · PDF PAGE 41
In the Oath of a Master of the Temple occurs the clause: 'I will interpret every phenomenon as a particular dealing of God with my soul.' It is not for us to criticise the Great Order for expressing its idea in terms readily understandable by the ordinary intelligent person. We are to wave aside the metaphysical implications of the phrase, and grasp its obvious meaning. So every act should be an act of Yoga. And this leads us directly to the question which we have postponed until now Concentration. 6. Concentration! The sexual analogy still se…
1905 · PDF PAGE 8
…ld man tried all he could to calm me; he thought I was mad! The fool! I was in the death struggle with self: God and Satan fought for my soul those three long hours. God conquered—now I have only one doubt left—which of the twain was God? I aspire ! ‘* And falling headlong, he burst asunder in the midst, and all his bowels gushed out... . Insomuch as that field is called in their proper tongue, Aceldama, that is to say—the field of blood.”-—.ACTS i. 18, T9. Howbeit, ; The poet himself would be inclined A few other early poems appear in ‘‘ Oracl…