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Page 12 of 841910 · PDF PAGE 419
…d corn their beauty spill To tempt the quarry to the range Of Palamede his archer skill. All night he sits, with ardour strange And hope new-fledged. A gambler born Aye thinks the luck one day must change, Though sense and skill he laughs to scorn. So now there rush a thousand rats In sable silence on the corn. They sport their square or shovel hats, A squeaking, tooth-bare brotherhood, Innumerable as summer gnats 43
1910 · PDF PAGE 419
…d corn their beauty spill To tempt the quarry to the range Of Palamede his archer skill. All night he sits, with ardour strange And hope new-fledged. A gambler born Aye thinks the luck one day must change, Though sense and skill he laughs to scorn. So now there rush a thousand rats In sable silence on the corn. They sport their square or shovel hats, A squeaking, tooth-bare brotherhood, Innumerable as summer gnats 43
1929 · PDF PAGE 471
471 invitation to go to New York. It looked as though there might be fifteen or twenty million dollars in it, and {744} I had a feeling that my country, the richest in the world, would shortly be going, cap in hand, to the savages for cowries. I went to America by the Lusitania, on October 24th, 1914, expecting to stay a fortnight and return with the sinews of war. It did not take me forty-eight hours to discover that my egg was addled. I had taken with me the equivalent of about fifty pounds in American coinage. As luck would have it, one of t…
1898 · PDF PAGE 96
90 THE BLOOD-LOTUS Thy charm enticeth, for the spoils of victory, all an evil mind. Thy perfume doth confound my thought, new longings echo, and I crave Doubtful liaisons with the grave and loves of Parthia for sport, I think perhaps no longer yet, but dream and lust for stranger things Than ever sucked the lips of kings, or fed the tears of Mahomet. Quaint carven vampire bats, unseen in curious hollows of the trees, Or deadlier serpents coiled at eased round carcasses of birds unclean. All wandering changeful spectre shapes that dance in slow …
1899 · PDF PAGE 190
…ery brae. It is the time of night—the world is wrought For starry contemplation—gusts of thought Surge in the vast. Before my vision lay New oceans gemmed about with sun-bright isles, Peopled with creatures girded up with gold, Women men’s love made glorious to behold, Men clad with sunshine of fair women’s smiles, Fountains of purity and fadeless youth. With a glad heart I turned my steps to seek Their starry groves and streams. A scroll unfurled A cloud from heaven : “ This people loveth truth.” I rose and hid my tear-bespangled cheek. Woe’s …
1901 · PDF PAGE 57
…eart ! No power is to thy hate assigned On love (sing, poets ! shrill, Pandean reeds !). But me, look on me, how my bosom bleeds— Invoke new power of cruelty ; be kind, And ask authority to quench my love ! I
1906 · PDF PAGE 105
…d found her gone, in fury followed Lashing the pale path with his purple feet, Heedless of stones and serpents. Hail! he holloaed To the new Rahan whom he bowed to greet Kissing the earth: O holy master, say If a fair female hath passed this way! Vv. The Bhikkhu blessed the irritated man. Then the slow sloka serpentine began: 97 H
1905 · PDF PAGE 39
… Must track the intangible and blind, And seeking, shall securely find Hidden in secret places Fresh feasts for every soul that strives, New life for many mystic lives, and strange new forms and faces. My mind still searches, and attains By many days and many pains To That which Is and Was and reigns Shadowed in four and ten,! And loses self in sacred lands, And cries and quickens, and understands Beyond the first Amen.” THE ALCHEMIST. THIS POEM WAS INTENDED AS THE PRO- LOGUE ‘YO A PLAY—AT PRESENT UN- FINISHED.? An old tower, very lofty, on a s…
1907 · PDF PAGE 296
THE NEW WINE 289 of invoking the Visible Image of the Invisible . Thus by a living chain religion lived-in the Mysteries of Eleusis .I Thus true religion consists in a spontaneous out burst of passionless illuminism , and not in the regular ranting of the boundless buncombe of a bawdy book . Better be a Shaker , or a camp -meeting homunculus , or a Chatauqua gurl, or a Keswick week lunatic , or an Evan Roberts revivalist , or even a common maniac , than a smug Evangelical banker's clerk , with a greasy wife , and three gifted children to be ban…
1904 · PDF PAGE 82
…ildren’s Special Service Mission. ANGELA. Yes, your Lordship is indeed a true friend to the little ones. A curious coincidence. I am the new president of the Zenana Mission. GLENSTRAE. You ! ANGELA. Think of the poor heathen women kept in such terrible seclusion ! GLENSTRAE. Ah ! I had not thought your sympathy was genuine ; but there, there ! There is more real good in human nature than —
1913 · PDF PAGE 116
…CTION . I IKE the white shining of the Host When held in folds of blue, God lifts to -night the moon 's pale ghost To make old blessings new . A thousand fire- flies star His way , A thousand candle - lights ; Earth lit by other every day Can light her Lord at nights . Tall palms rear stately heads to grace The coming of the King , Incense to smoke before his face A thousand flowers bring . And all the world , as Eden was , Is hushed in holy fear , Only small creatures shrill because God holds them very dear . For earth 's an altar ; Golgotha F…
1929 · PDF PAGE 144
…n a entirely worldly frame of mind. My interests were in aesthetic, historical and ethnological matters, and in incidents of travel amid new scenes. I even took a somewhat demoniac delight in sceptical and scurrilous comment upon current events for the sheer joy of shocking Allan, and even in horrifying him by occasional excursions after big game. I may as well go back a little in time and record my general impressions of Ceylon as a man of the world, in connected sequence. I was as full of romantic folly about the wisdom of the East, and the s…
1910 · PDF PAGE 8
4 Reprinted from THE SKETCH of 24th August 1910. A NEW RELIGION A CERTAIN number of literary people know the name of Aleister Crowley as a poet. A few regard him as a magician. But a small and select circle revere him as the hierophant of a new religion. This creed Captain Fuller, in a book on the subject extending to 327 pages, calls “ Crowleyanity.” I do not pretend to know what Captain Fuller means. He is deeply read in philosophy, and he takes Crowley very seriously. I do not quite see whither Crowley himself is driving ; but I imagine that…
1913 · PDF PAGE 167
…, with his fellows , did of late confer On her , who should complete this paradise ; In perfect wisdom he has made her rise ; She stands new - born , the utmost worshipper , For in her being 's depths doth slowly stir The royal knowledge : she is wholly wise . The mystic moon o' erhangs her , whence of late The gods to earth transferred their charge , and she , The perfect Mother of the Uncreate , Hath taken to her flesh , that is to be The way of carnal birth , the door of fate Betwixt the borders of Infinity . 148
1910 · PDF PAGE 66
…ame that which is a reality to a child, and a deceit or illusion to a man, an apparition or a shadow. Thus, little by little, we beget a new reality upon the old reality, a new false- hood upon the old falsehood, namely, that the thing we see is “an illusion” and is not “a reality,” seldom considering that the true difference between the one and the other is but the difference of name. Then after a little do we begin to believe in “the illusion” as firmly and concretely as we once believed in “the reality,” seldom considering that all belief is…
1910 · PDF PAGE 66
…ame that which is a reality to a child, and a deceit or illusion to a man, an apparition or a shadow. Thus, little by little, we beget a new reality upon the old reality, a new false- hood upon the old falsehood, namely, that the thing we see is “an illusion” and is not “a reality,” seldom considering that the true difference between the one and the other is but the difference of name. Then after a little do we begin to believe in “the illusion” as firmly and concretely as we once believed in “the reality,” seldom considering that all belief is…
1929 · PDF PAGE 296
…y when Kephra the Beetle passed through the pylon of midnight; and during thee twelve hours, there was no intermission in the arrival of new dishes and entertainments. The opulence of Trimalchio was concealed beneath the refinement of Lucullus and the culture of Horace. Of late years Chinese cooking has become popular, though not nearly as popular as it deserves to be, in New York, Paris and London. In new York it is the best food; in Amurrka, outside New York, it is the only food (bar sea-food) fit for human consumption save in the Indian Gril…
1929 · PDF PAGE 485
…that night and told everyone exactly right. He realized it could not be guessing. The chances against me ran into billions. I hung about New York all winter trying to get a foothold. My effort to countermine German intrigue was my worst handicap, in the case of the best people. But as to my literary career, I was no snowflake in hell. Nobody knew my name, bar the educated rari nantes in gurgito vasto. Nobody would look at my work, either in a periodical form or volume. I shall tell later of my grotesque failure to make good as a Master of Magic…
1922 · PDF PAGE 161
… we couldn’t either of us eat it. I remember what Haidée said about the spiritual life. We were being prepared to take our places in the new order of Humanity. It’s perfectly right that one should have to undergo a certain amount of dis- comfort. You couldn’t expect anything else. It’s nature’s way. ... We picked ourselves up with five or six goes of heroin. It’s no use taking cocaine unless you're feeling pretty good already... . The supply is really awfully small. Confound this silly holiday habit. It really isn’t fair of Gretel to let us dow…
1898 · PDF PAGE 29
…de shall bear our spirit out Into the ocean of all happiness Whose bounds are Heaven. She. See ! the scythe of Time Sweeps on to cut the new-born flowers in twain That symbolizes the reluctant hour In which we met—and now the flower is dead And we must part. He. Fond hearts, chaste souls, as one Whose unity is sacred, still shall dwell Together—Not the cold embrace Of “ We shall meet again ”, but let us say The ritual of a lover, being this “ God be with you ! ” She. O heart too dear to me, Too much beloved for lover’s tongue to tell, God be wi…