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1904 · PDF PAGE 93

The Sword of Song

…on was wroth and shrieked : “Thy mother to black hell ! She is mine !” So the old hag confessed straight that she had given her body for love to that fiend of the pit. But our Father paid no heed thereto and bade the demon to do his will, so that he brought him herbs many, and good, with which our Father planted a great grove that grew about him (for the sun was now waxen bitter hot) wherein he worshipped, offering in vessels of clay these seven offerings :2 The first offering, dust ; The second offering, ashes ; The third offering, sand ; The …

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1905 · PDF PAGE 243

Collected Works (Vol. I)

… she who sucks The breath of little children in their sleep, Strangles young maidens, and presides upon Sterile debauchery and unnatural loves. VENUS. Lilith! Ah, lover! name ! Thou hast known my TANNHAUSER, So; yet I love thee! MRended is the veil! Calling thee Ugliness, I guessed aright, Who saw, and see, all Beauty in thee still. Only, a beauty risen out of Hell ; Death and delusion—ay, corruption’s self, Wickedness sliming into impotence, Pleasure in putrefaction. But, in sleep, I will put off that evil as a clout Cast by a begyar. VENUS. A…

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1944 · PDF PAGE 177

The Book of Thoth

…irtue. The idea of will and dominion has become interpreted in Character. The Three of Cups is called the Lord of Abundance. The idea of love has come to frui‐ tion; but this is now sufficiently far down the Tree to introduce a very definite differentiation between the suits, which was not previously possible. The idea of division, of mutability, the idea of the airy quality of things, manifests itself in the Three of Swords, the Lord of Sorrow. Here one is reminded of the darkness of Binah, of the mourning of Isis; but this is not any vulgar s…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 194

Collected Works (Vol. I)

…oice: match the king’s? Here, from my finger drawn, this gem of power Shall guard thee in some unimagined hour. And then there “Shall my love not It hath strange virtue over mortal things. I freely give it for thy stirrup’s dower.”

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1905 · PDF PAGE 222

Collected Works (Vol. I)

…Of death cast out, and life devouring death. Of freedom, though all manhood were one slave ; Of truth, though all the world were har; of love, That time nor hate can raze the witness of.” SWINBURNE, Zs esizas. NINE voices that raise high the eternal hymn! Nine faces that ring round the rainbow sky.! Hear me! The century’s lamp is growing dim ; Saturnian gloom descends and it must die. Fili, fill my spirit to the utter brim With fire and melody ! O nine sweet sisters! I have heard your song In blue soft waters and in stern grey seas; I listen fo…

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1919 · PDF PAGE 316

The Equinox (Volume III, Number I)

… and sicken. Between the two applications comes an adventure. The hero, who is a married man, meets a charming girl of sixteen, falls in love with her—and she with him. Every conceivable circumstance conspires to bring about immoral relations, so-called, between them. The girl’s father himself urges it. But the hero remains chaste. The tragedy thus brought about is absolutely nauseating. It is hard for the reviewer to think of the grim and griesly abomina- tion which follows. The hero has to go away to Switzerland, for a month or two; and durin…

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1906 · PDF PAGE 144

Collected Works (Vol. II)

…A. I stand. RUPHA. Then break, O vision Of sea; awake, O vision of the shrine ! CrRIosDA. All is illusion? RUPHA. All. Murder a mode And love a mode of the unknown that is, That nor thyself nor I can ever see. Yet, so far as may be, awake, O shrine! [She strikes the sea with her staff ; the storm rises; wt grows bitter dark ; only their shapes are dimly seen against the dark background of cloud. The scene rises. RuPHA. Break, break, O mist of morning! [The stage, which ts full of mist, gradually clears. It shows the Temple as in Scene I. On the…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 137

Collected Works (Vol. III)

… the low of home-driven cattle ; As the wail of mothers children-losing ; As the clamorous cries of darkening death ; As the joy-gasp of love’s chosen choosing ; _As the babe’s first voluntary breath ; As the storm and 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 …

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1905 · PDF PAGE 62

Collected Works (Vol. I)

…the passion of flowers. This pastime had hope for its metre, And trust in high God for the tune, And passion of sorrow made sweeter Than loves of the leafiest June, When Artemis’ arrows are fleeter than rays of the moon. My hope in the ocean was founded, Nor changed for the wind and the tide; My love by the heaven was bounded, And knew not a barrier beside ; My faith beyond heaven was grounded, as God to abide. Though death be the stain on our roses, The roses of heaven are white ; Though day on the world of us closes The stars only dream of th…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 170

Collected Works (Vol. III)

…ur: still there lingereth Some sad white lustre’on the icy brows, Some breast-curve surely indicating breath, Some misty glamour of deep love within The eye’s cold gléam ! some dimple on the chin Hinting of laughter: even now she seems A folded rosebud, where the ivory skin Closes the ripe warm centre flower, the mind, The spirit that-was beautifully kind, The sense of beauty shadowed in deep dreams, Sent through the horn gates by some sleepy wind. All lingers: all is gone: a little while, And all the live sweet rapture of the smile Of her whol…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 225

Collected Works (Vol. I)

…en, Nor count the deadly cost. Only I see the century as a child Call Truth and Justice, Light and Peace, to guide ; Wisdom and Joy, and Love the undefiled, Lead up true worship, its eternal bride. Stormy its birth; its youth, how fierce and wild ! Its end, how glorified ! O Spirit of Iimitable Light ! O Thou with style and tablet !! Answer me In that dread pomp of Triumph and of Right, The awful day: my witnesses are Ye That I have said in all men’s sound and sight The things that are to be. IN THE HOUR BEFORE REVOLT. ‘““. . , the green paradi…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 48

Collected Works (Vol. I)

…sumewhere far beyond this world of sand. About me are the bones of many men Who turned to God their rapt adoring eyes, And cast away the love within their ken For this vague treasure-house beyond the skies— Whither I turn, like a dumb beast that dies, A wistful look, 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

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1906 · PDF PAGE 130

Collected Works (Vol. II)

…l wit that looks aslant Shamed at the shameful covenant ;! ‘Vherefore: this brooding over truth She much avers cuts short my day, Steals love and laughter from my youth, Will dye my beard in early grey. **Go forth to war! Shall Judah still Set mockery to thy kingly will?” May be. I often feel a ghost Creeping like darkness through my brain ; Sensed like uncertainty at most, Nowise akin to fear or pain. Yet it is there. To yield to such And brood, will not avail me much. Ho! harness me my chariot straight, My white-maned horses fleet and strong …

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1907 · PDF PAGE 195

Collected Works (Vol. III)

…ion stands aloof, And silence takes possession, and the tale Of earth is told and done. Then from the Sire of all the Gods, from War And Love and Wisdom and the eternal Sun Worship is torn afar : While unto Thee, O Hades, turn we now, Awful of breast and brow, And hear thee in the sea, behold thee in the Star. Ant. 1 [Echo of the Damned). Ay! is the earth and upper ether gone, And all the joy of earth, and gathered close The darkness and the death-wind and the snows On us on whom the sun of air once shone. What souls are left alive Vainly lamen…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 91

Collected Works (Vol. III)

…s, Some virtue in the chrysopras, Some nymph or undine in the stream. Things as we know them should be enough To glut our misery and our love. Renounce VIII. Why must despair to madness drive The myriad fools that fear to die? God’s but a fervid phantom drawn Out of the hasty-ordered hive Of thoughts that battle agony In the melancholy hours of dawn. When vital force at lowest ebbs Anzemic nerves weave frailest webs. OF LIFE 85 IX. So, be content! Should science cleave The veil of things and show us peace Well :—but by wild imagining Think not …

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1905 · PDF PAGE 139

Collected Works (Vol. I)

…, by death not stilled : ‘My sin is perfect in thy blood, And thou and I have conquered God.” Now let me die, at last desired, At last beloved of thee my queen; Now let me die, with blood attired, Thy servant naked and obscene ; To thy white skull, thy palms, thy feet, Clinging, dead, infamous, complete. Now let me die, to mix my soul With thy red soul, to join our hands, To weld us in one perfect whole, To link us with desirous bands. Now let me die, to mate in hell With thee, O harlot Jezebel. CONCERNING CERTAIN SINS. SOME sins assume a garb …

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1907 · PDF PAGE 194

Collected Works (Vol. III)

188 ORPHEUS And bring my lover from among the dead. Now in the blackness of the rocks that span The dolorous way I spy a golden thread Veined in the strength of the obsidian Flowing and growing, joining vein to vein, Like fresh blood in the arteries of man, Up to the very heart. And as I go Loosen the knees of anguish and grow dim The shattering flames of pain: the songs of woe Flicker and alter to a solemn hymn Chanted in slowest measure in deep awe. Now as a yew-tree sends a mighty limb Shooting to sunset, the black road’s black maw Gapes to …

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1905 · PDF PAGE 193

Collected Works (Vol. I)

…inal white bride. So, in the dawn of skies unseen above, Your passion’s fiercest flakes shall catch new gold, The sun of an inmeasurable love More beautiful shall touch the chaos cold Of earth that is grown old. Then, shameful sisterhood of earth’s disdain, Your lips shall speak your hearts, and understand ; Your lovers shall assuage the amorous pain With spiritual lips more keen and bland, And ye shall take God’s hand. THE NAMELESS QUEST.! Tue king was silent. In the blazoned hall Shadows, more mute than at a funeral True mourners, waited, wai…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 218

Collected Works (Vol. III)

…re it clear ; in the must Of the vat is His shape in the steam. It Is Fear, and Disgust. For the spirit of all that is, The light in the lover’s kiss, The shame and sorrow and bliss ; They are all in Pan ; The inmost wheel of the wheels, The feeling of all that feels, The God and the knee that kneels, And the foolish man. For Pan is the world above And the world that is hidden beneath ; Fle grins from the mask of love ; ITis sword has a jewelled sheath. What boots it a maiden to gird her? Her rape ere the zeons began Was sure; in one roar of re…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 8

Collected Works (Vol. I)

…d out Ged.” ‘Except a corn of wheat fall into the ground and die, it abideth alone; but if it die, it bringeth forth much fruit. He that loveth his life shall lose it; and he that hateth his life in this world shall keep it unto life eternal.”--S‘vr. JOHN xil, 24, 25. Ir was a windy night, that memorable seventh night of December, when this philosophy was born in me. How the grave old Professor! wondered at my ravings! I had called at his house, for he was a valued friend of mine, and I felt strange thoughts and emotions shake within me. Ah! ho…

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