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Page 17 of 831996 · PDF PAGE 103
…,” eternal and formless, is not less enjoyable because these forms of it cease to give pleasure. What happens is that the Idea ceases to find its image in those particular images; it begins to notice the limitations, which are not itself and indeed deny itself, as soon as its original joy in its success at having become conscious of itself wears off. It becomes aware of the external imperfection of marrons glacés; they no longer represent its infinitely varied nature. It therefore rejects them, and creates a new form of itself, such as Nightgow…
1901 · PDF PAGE 19
…en is fragrant for her feet ; The perfume of the grove is sweet As slumbering women furtive creep To bosoms where small kisses weep, And find in fervent dreams the kiss Most memoried of Artemis. Impenetrable pleasure dies Beneath the madness of new dreams ; The slow sweet breath is turned to sighs More musical than many streams Under the moving silver beams,
1904 · PDF PAGE 105
…our twat a skunk, If you were the queen of spending And I were lord of spunk. EPILOGUE If I were bubos victim And you orchitis prey We find what strange delight is In epididymitis. Your cock the tongues that licked him Would have the deuce to pay If I were bubos victim And you orchitis prey. [107]
1996 · PDF PAGE 107
…t, mood after mood, by her magick to mould him when his passion makes molten her metal. Thus then must every Artist work. First, he must find himself. Next, he must find the form that is fitted to express himself. Next, he must love that form, as a form, adoring it, understanding it, and mastering it with most minute attention, until it (as it seems) adapts itself to him with eager elasticity, and answers accurately and aptly, with the unconscious automatism of an organ perfected by evolution, to his most subtle suggestion, to his most giant ge…
1898 · PDF PAGE 56
… ! have Thou pity soon on this amazing pain. If but a lion stirred with distant roar The silence of the world, perchance at last I might find honey in his mouth, and store His tawny flanks until the sand were past. Nay, but these wastes intolerably vast, Like glowing copper raging for the heat, Stretch and stretch on and leave me all aghast 46
1899 · PDF PAGE 206
184 MYSTERIES : Where the brook trickles clear to the eye Below dew-spangled frondlets of willow We will wander to find bye-and-bye The sward of our delicate pillow, , Eveline Where the mosses deliciously lie For the sward of our delicate pillow. For a bride fairer far than the flower Is the couch spread by fingers of even, The blossom of apples for bower, Its roof-tree the sapphires of heaven, Eveline ! For the bride of the mystical hour, Its roof-tree the sapphires of heaven ! With songsters the heavy sweet air Is trembling and sighing and sh…
1902 · PDF PAGE 25
…e my grierdon : to fade utterly Into the rose-heart of that sangxiine vase, And lose my purpose in its silent sea, And lose my life, and find my life, and pass Up to the sea that is as molten glass. I mind me of that old Egyptian, Met where Aurora streamed her rainbow hair, Who called me from the quest. An holy man ! A crown of light scintillant in the air Shone over him : he bade me not despair. " The Blood of the Osiris " was his word : (Meaning the Christ?) "The life, the tears, the tomb ! " The Love of I sis is its name ! " (I heard This fo…
1902 · PDF PAGE 26
…What was his symbol and his riddle's key ? Go, seek the stars and count them and explore! Go, sift the sands beyond a starless sea ! So, find an answer where the dismal shore Of time beats back eternity ! No more ! Let me ride on more hastily than this. That so my body may be tired of me. And fling me to the old forgetful kiss. Sleep's, when my mind goes, riderless and free. Into some corner of eternity. Alas ! that mind returns from its abode With newer problems, fiercer thoughts ! But stay ! Suppose it came not ? It must be with God !— Then t…
1912 · PDF PAGE 100
… thou, then, That it is ever or hath been, Sir Palamede the Saracen?” Sir Palamede was well awake. “Nay! I deliberate deep and long, Yet find no answer fit to make To thee. The weak beats down the strong; The fool’s cap shames the helm. But thou! I know thee for the shade that haunts My way, sets shame upon my brow, My purpose dims, my courage daunts. Then, since the thinker must be dumb, At least the knight may knightly act: The wisest monk in Christendom May have his skull broke by a fact.” With that, as a snake strikes, his sword Leapt burni…
1902 · PDF PAGE 24
…toplast : He is the First (not " was"), and is the Last (Not " will be "). Then why travel ? To what end? What is the symbol I am set to find ? What is that burning heart of blood to spend Caught in a sunset with the night behind, The Grail of God ? I would that I were blind ! I would that I were desolate and dumb, Naked and poor ! That He might manifest A crimson glory subtly caught and come, An opal crucible of Alkahest ! And yet—what gain of vital gold expressed ? 22
1913 · PDF PAGE 133
…ed - wanton cruelty , Mad perils of a maniac dream . I peopled earth a new found hell With the new devil of my soul , That thought might find a place to dwell And the dire chaos seem a whole . For strange I saw my first sun rise And felt his warmth upon my flesh And screaming , with distorted eyes Fled from the dancing shadow - mesh ; And strange the spinning river whirled Past stone and tree which had no feet , And in my misbegotten world A Devil - god was good to meet . I found a stone my limbs to wound , ' Twas joy to watch the gushing blood…
1904 · PDF PAGE 97
…e thing once worth poking God gave (alas ! in joking) The cunt that needs no stoking. The prick that always stands Were mate most fit to find her (Were any luck) to grind her, And then slip in behind her While frigging fast with hands. Ah ! one cunt worth the tickling, One stream of spunk worth trickling ! Ah sweet ! one prick worth pickling [99]
1905 · PDF PAGE 65
…urns to know, but may not tell, Whether thy leaves, by autumn breezes driven, Fly far away beyond the immutable ; Whether thy soul shall find its home in heaven, Or dart far-flaming through the vaults of hell— To him that loveth much is much forgiven. Farewell !
1910 · PDF PAGE 429
…music’s mellowing artifice May bid the breast of nature burn And call the gods from star and shrine. So now his sounding courses turn To find an instrument divine Whereon he may pursue his quest. How glitter green his gleeful eyne 53
1910 · PDF PAGE 429
…music’s mellowing artifice May bid the breast of nature burn And call the gods from star and shrine. So now his sounding courses turn To find an instrument divine Whereon he may pursue his quest. How glitter green his gleeful eyne 53
1913 · PDF PAGE 98
…the lily : with what grace he throws His supplication to the rose : do roses nod the head , Yasmin ? But when the silver dové descends I find the little flower of friends Whose very name that sweetly ends I say when I have said , Yasmin . The morning light is clear and cold : I dare not in that light behold A whiter light , a deeper gold , a glory too far shed , Yasmin . But when the deep red eye of day is level with the lone highway And some to Meccah turn to pray , and I toward thy bed , Yasmin ; Or when the wind beneath the moon is drifting …
1913 · PDF PAGE 140
…ve 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 Law where Law is not That were a God of certainty , To make each particle of being chime Accordant with its lot . Searching th…
1910 · PDF PAGE 426
…eed they ply Like oars the snowy waves, surpass In one day’s march the galaxy Of Europe’s starry mountain mass. “Now,” quoth he, “let me find the quest!” The Beast sterte up. Sir Knight, alas! Day after day they race, nor rest Till seven days were fairly done. Then doth the Questing Marvel crest The ridge: the knight is well outrun. Now, adding laughter to its din, Like some lewd comet at the sun, Around the panting paladin It runs with all its splendid speed. Yet, knowing that he may not win,
1910 · PDF PAGE 426
…eed they ply Like oars the snowy waves, surpass In one day’s march the galaxy Of Europe’s starry mountain mass. “Now,” quoth he, “let me find the quest!” The Beast sterte up. Sir Knight, alas! Day after day they race, nor rest Till seven days were fairly done. Then doth the Questing Marvel crest The ridge: the knight is well outrun. Now, adding laughter to its din, Like some lewd comet at the sun, Around the panting paladin It runs with all its splendid speed. Yet, knowing that he may not win,
1954 · PDF PAGE 423
…he most practical plan would be to make a musical conjuration of Sol; use this as your invocation when you go on the Astral Plane; there find a suitable guide to the proper authority-and so on! And that , dear Sister, for to-night will be exactly and precisely that! Love is the law, love under will. Fraternally , 666