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Page 136 of 1591905 · PDF PAGE 111
… cruelty of Pluto and his might In the abyss bestow’: Change, foresight, fear. The pageant whirls and boils3 Restricted not by space and time, my dream Tloresees the doom of Fate ; My spirit wrestles in the Dream-King’s toils Always in vain, and Ilope’s forerunners evleam Alway one step too late. Not as when sunlight strikes the counter- pane ; Half wakening, sleep rolls back her iron wave, And dawn brings blithesomeness ; Not as wher opiates lull the tortured brain And sprinkle lotus on the drowsy grave Of earth’s old bitterness ; But as when …
1905 · PDF PAGE 260
… destiny of man: The desperate plan Made by the Ancient One, to keep His power. Limits He set, made space unsearchable Yet bounded, made time endless to transcend Man's thought to comprehend : Builded the Tower | Of life, and girded it with walls of hell, The name of Death. This limit in all things Baffles the spirit wings, Chains the swift soul; for even Death is bound. In its apparent amplitude I saw, I, who have slept through death, have surely found The old accurséd law, And death has changed to life. alone Shoots to the starry throne : Tha…
1907 · PDF PAGE 124
…Greece, as Nature glows, Simple and sacred, with no thought of sin, Yet born to trouble us, to fascinate. Here we are, back i’ th’ springtime of the earth ; God above man; and above God, dire fate. Ancient cosmogony of peace and mirth ! Careless, we careless, do invoke thy rime Of the ancient rapture of the olden time.
1929 · PDF PAGE 27
…any danger?" Half an hour later he had been dragged into a boat, and, on recovering consciousness, took occasion to remark that the last time he had been spilt out of a boat was in Byron's Pool — "above Cambridge, England, you know" — and proceeded to relate the entire story of his adventure. He passed from one story to another, quite indifferent to the tumult on the boat, and ended by transporting the minds of the others far from the ice of the Atlantic to the sunny joys of the May Week at Cambridge. He had got everybody worked up as to what w…
1929 · PDF PAGE 155
…ore. From the new moon of February, the invocations of Artemis had become continuous. Brother Onofrio and his two henchmen devoted their time and energy to the rituals which banish all other ideas than the one desired; but the boys had joined Sister Clara and her maidens in an elaborate ceremony in which the four represented the four phases of the moon. This ceremony was performed thrice daily; but the intervals were fully occupied. During the whole of the twenty-five hours one or the other of the enchanters kept up their conjurations by spells…
1905 · PDF PAGE 185
… monstrous verge: Even as serpents, wallowing in the slime ; So my thoughts raise misshapen heads, and urge Horrible visions of decaying Time. For in the fiery dusk arise distorted Grey shapes in moonless phosphorus glow of death ; The keen light of the eyes thrust back and thwarted, The quick scent stabbed by the miasma breath. 1 For her history see Wilhelm Meinhold., 2 When Crowley was benighted on the way from Iguala to Mexico City, whither he was riding unattended. The day is over, when the lizard darted, A flash of green, the emerald outcl…
1929 · PDF PAGE 18
…ls us that Soul probably comes from SU, to beget." "I wish you would speak simply to me, you lift me up, and throw me down again all the time." "Only because you try to build without foundations. Now I am going to try to show you some good reasons for thinking that the soul exists, and is omniscient and immortal, other than that about genius which we have discussed already. I am not going to bore you with the arguments of Socrates, for, although, as a member of the Hemlock Club, which he founded, I perhaps ought not to say so, the Phaedo is a t…
1939 · PDF PAGE 6
…endure, unassailable, travelling on, None hinders, commands or deflects; none alters its course by a jot; Space cannot constrain it, and time the waster erodeth it not. How should I love such a soul, my like, and like me the accurst From the hour when the Second was struck a spark from the forge of the First? How should I love such a soul, though fierce and afar I may range
1905 · PDF PAGE 94
… rending roar Go! Of the shattering streams that, pour Rocks by ice eternal bound, CHORUS OF MAIDENs. Myriad cascades that crowned O the time of dule and teen! Once the far resounding throne O ihe dove the hawk has snared ! Of the mountain spirits strong, Would to God we had not been, All the treacherous souls that throng We, who see our maiden queen, Desolate abodes of stone, Love has slain whom hate had spared. Barren of all comely things, Sorrow for our sister sways Given to the splendid kings, All our maiden bosoms, bared Gloomy state, and …
1906 · PDF PAGE 82
76 ALICE: AN ADULTERY Two faces and two bosoms, breathing slowly In tune and time with the sea’s hymn below, Breathing in peace of love, mighty and holy, Fearing to fuse, and longing—be it so! And the world’s pulse stops, as God bends him lowly To hear and know. ....... For not the heights of heaven shall exalt her Whose heart is full of love’s dumb deity, Nor harp-strings lift me, nor the sound of psalter, Whose love is merged and molten into thee, Not incense sweeter be by shrine or altar For youandme.......... But like dove’s eyes where glam…
1907 · PDF PAGE 217
…and Ocean as itself retracts Itself into itself: choose ye of these !? But I hymn Pan. Awake, O lyre, awake ! As if it were for the last time, awake ! [He sings. In the spring, in the loud last: places, In the groves of Arcadian green, There are sounds and shadowy faces And strange things dimly seen. Though the face of the springtide as grace is, The sown and the woodland demesne Have a soul caught up in their spaces, Unkenned, and unclean! 1 Again from pseudo-Orpheus.
1929 · PDF PAGE 79
…other difficulty about true magick is that it is so perfectly a natural process that its phenomena never excite surprise except by their timeliness — so that one has to record hundreds of experiments to set up a case which will even begin to exclude coincidence. For instance, I want a certain book. I use my book- producing talisman. The following day, a bookseller offers me the volume. One experiment proves nothing. My ability to do it every time is the proof. And I can't even do that under 'test conditions'; for it is necessary that I should r…
1929 · PDF PAGE 80
fluke a ten-shot at billiards, but you call him a player only when he can average a break of thirty or so every time he goes to the table. But in some branches of magick we can give proof on the spot; in any branch, that is, where the female, and not the male, part of us is concerned. The analogy is quite perfect. Thus, in my guess at your birth-hour — was not that a test? I will do it all day, and be right five times in six. Further, in the event of error, I will show exactly why I was wrong. It's a case where one is sometimes right to be wron…
1929 · PDF PAGE 58
…the Sevres vase which was offered on this occasion to the infernal gods. The mediumistic powers of the lady began to develop at the same time. The spirit had devised an ingenious method of communication, known to science as Planchette. This instrument is probably familiar to you all; it is am inconvenient way of writing, but otherwise exhibits no marked peculiarity. Now that we have accepted 'automatic wrriting' as automatic, there is really no reason why mediums should pretend that a planchette is not under control. "This planchette gave us mu…
1905 · PDF PAGE 134
… sea Or any light ; On golden wheels Eternity Revolves in Night. The island peoples are too proud and free And full of might To care for time or space, but glorious wend A royal path of flowers to the end. I pray thee, God, to weapon me With this keen fire, That I may set this people free As my desire ; That the white lilies of our liberty Grow on Life’s crags still higher, Till on the loftiest peaks their blossom flower, The rampart of a people and their power. ELEGY, August 27/h, 18983 So have the days departed, as the leaves Smitten by wrath…
1906 · PDF PAGE 86
…AY. ‘* By long and vehement suit I was seduced To make room for him in my husband's bed.” King John. Morvra.s are not for nectar all the time: Ambrosia feeds not men ; nepenthe's sip Is only for a moment: then we dip Back to the earth and leave the bed sublime, 1 The imaginary river of the Ancients, which formed the circumference of the world-disk. And tune our kisses to a terrene rhyme. So, once again before we left the ship With right good will our bodies cling and slip, And the life’s flame sinks as the kisses climb. There never has been suc…
1907 · PDF PAGE 26
… wasn’t really quite awake when I began, but as I said it, it got brighter and brighter, and when I came to “ring of amethyst ” the fifth time (there are five verses, because my lover’s name has five V’s in it), he galloped across the beautiful green sunset, spurring the winged horse, till the blood made all the sky turn rosy red. 50 he caught me up and set me on his horse, and l clung to his neck as we galloped into the night. Then he told me he would take me to his Palace and show me everything, and one day when we were married I should be mistr…
1929 · PDF PAGE 157
…ut the absence of her [222] lover himself from her, at this moment of all moments, was mystery of horror so chill that she doubted for a time of her own being. She thought of the moon as a dead soul — and wondered — and wondered — She would have striven to seek him out, to course the universe in his pursuit; but she was incapable of any effort. She sank again into the receptive phase, in which impressions came to her, like bees to a flower, without eliciting conscious response. And it was then that her bodily eyes opened. The action drew her ba…
1905 · PDF PAGE 224
…hown Mete thou thy gain and loss! Damned, on infernal thy O melancholy ruin, that wert Greece ! What little comfort canst thou take from time ? Years pass, In shameful war or sordid peace— What god can recreate thee, the sublime? Alas! let Lethe roll her sleepy seas Over thy ruined clime. O piteous fallen tyranny of Spain ! What dogs are tearing at thy bowéls yet? Let thine own King,” saith God, resume his reign | Loyal and happy seasons may foryet The ancient scars. Thy moon is on the wane? Thy sun may never set ! And thou, foul oligarchy of t…
1919 · PDF PAGE 311
…. I do not mean that nowadays any particular horrors are perpetratedin the grim recesses of these giant fanes. I do not know that at any time they were the scenes of great cruelty or other abominations, though certainly they present the completest mise-en-scéne for such excesses. What I do know is that, from the corner-stone to the coping of the highest gopura, they are the product of gloomy, perverted, morbidly overwrought imaginations, revelling in the most extravagant features of the most monstrous of all mythologies.” This is all that Mr. A…