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Page 21 of 801912 · PDF PAGE 122
…ess to watch a glamoured game. I watched. I waited. Not one word have I let fall. It was enough to allot your portions to you all. One I found faithful, one ; your devilish Doges wife, The saint and Amazon to-day that saved my life. The wind to stir your leaves, the star to crown your foam : Saint Monica receives the full support of Rome ! 2ND MASK. [Showing a parchment.] Most secret in the State, the Three have stood apart, Ruling the pulse and rate of all the civic heart. For them I speak : they vow to place the Ducal Cap On the Princesss b…
1929 · PDF PAGE 401
…indled out of their savings. And, on the other side, so many years consumed in cheap coarse pleasures, soured by constant fears of being found out, and crowned by utter ruin worse than death at the hands of a pettier scoundrel than himself. Even by the standards of the uttermost disregard of moral and spiritual success, it is the extreme stupidity to be dishonest. The fate of Fenton is less notorious, but is no less striking a testimony to the vigilance and might of the Masters. One of Fenton's mistresses had an admirer, a peer of the realm, pr…
1929 · PDF PAGE 106
… business of everyday life. Jones did not see his way to come, so I asked Rosher, who consented. But before he had been there a month he found the strain intolerable. I cam down to breakfast one morning; no Rosher. I asked the butler why he was absent. The man replied, in surprise at my ignorance, that Mr. Rosher had taken the early morning boat to Inverness. There was no word of explanation; I never saw him or heard of him for many years; and, when we met, though absolutely friendly and even intimate, we never referred to the matter. One day I…
1929 · PDF PAGE 197
…the cleft of the rock. It was very, very dark inside, and she tripped over loose stones. Then the Old Lady opened a little door, and she found herself standing on a narrow window-ledge. The door shut fast behind her, almost pushing her out. Beyond the ledge was nothing but the Abyss of Stars. She was seized with an enormous vertigo. She would have fallen into that cruel emptiness, but the Old Lady's voice came: "What I said outside was nonsense, just to put the Gwalkins off the trail, my dear; there is only one rule, and that is to take things …
1905 · PDF PAGE 128
…ven quay, Stone, like embroidery ! All the dear beauty of art’s soul sublime He looked on the last time, And trod the figured steps, and found the ledge At the white water’s edge Where the king’s pinnace lodged ; but he put by That shell of ivory, And chose a pearl-inwoven canoe, whose prow Bore the moon’s own bright brow In grace of silver sculputred ; and therein He stepped ; and all the water thin Laughed to receive him ; now the city faded Little by little into many-shaded Clusters of colour. So his boat was drawn Subtly toward the dawn Wit…
1914 · PDF PAGE 17
16 CHICAGO MAY 1 Could I have forced you once to crystallize ‘The pure drop that I found—but oh! my fate! No sooner starts the portent to your eyes ‘Than in your lust it must evaporate. I made you think and speak pure thoughts—but deed Is smothered in your goatishness and greed! I dragged you to the country, made you walk ‘And work and wash; but you were too far gone, Cheese can't be made, I find, by churning chalk, Eunuchs may safely swill satyrion, Plaster your cancers while you can the knife Comes all too late to give a chance of life. m1 Oh…
1905 · PDF PAGE 121
…he dawn, and splendid Noonwards, and soft at day’s declivity! I flung it in my anguish to the ground. I raise it, and its music hath not found One string or snapped or loosened, and the tune Is the old triumph garlanded and crowned ! Folly and hate! Blithe mockery of sorrow ! Shrill me no harsh lies of some sweet to-morrow! Soothe me no hateful mysteries of the moon, How one life lends what other lives may borrow! 122
1910 · PDF PAGE 4
…e of those days amid the flowers Lingers ; all’s drowned in the accursed stench Of this damned present. The past years abort And this is found. Foul waters drench My earth. All’s filth. With what cold eye one scans This body that was—so long since—two years ! I wrench
1913 · PDF PAGE 158
…ness of dearth , I would not sacrifice my tattered clothes For all the gathered fortunes of the earth . [ Lazarillo appears . God is not found in strife , nor in the mart ; He is not on the land nor in the sea , But deep in the recesses of the heart : He dwells in Jesus — Jesus dwells in me . Christ is the holy pattern and the way ; He is the everlasting inner light : Oh , wonderful His guidance in the day , And beautiful His presence in the night . Lazarillo . The night ? Lazarus . The night !- Unmindful of the rich , He dwells within the boso…
1913 · PDF PAGE 4
…ley. 10. “ The Sword of Song,” by A. Crowley. 11. “Time,” by A. Crowley. 12. “ Eleusis,” by A. Crowley. [These four last items are to be found in his Collected Works.] 13. ‘The Book of the Sacred Magic of Abra-melin the Mage.” 14. The Tao Teh King and the Writings of Kwang x) (Sacred Books of the East, Vols. XX XIX, XL). An examination in these books will be made. The Student is expected to show a thorough acquaintance with them, but not necessarily to understand them in any deeper sense. On passing the examination he may be admitted to the gra…
1913 · PDF PAGE 4
…ley. 10. “ The Sword of Song,” by A. Crowley. 11. “Time,” by A. Crowley. 12. “ Eleusis,” by A. Crowley. [These four last items are to be found in his Collected Works.] 13. ‘The Book of the Sacred Magic of Abra-melin the Mage.” 14. The Tao Teh King and the Writings of Kwang x) (Sacred Books of the East, Vols. XX XIX, XL). An examination in these books will be made. The Student is expected to show a thorough acquaintance with them, but not necessarily to understand them in any deeper sense. On passing the examination he may be admitted to the gra…
1910 · PDF PAGE 141
…e of those days amid the flowers Lingers ; alls drowned in the accursed stench Of this damned present. The past years abort And this is found. Foul waters drench My earth. Alls filth. With what cold eye one scans This body that wasso long sincetwo years ! I wrench
1914 · PDF PAGE 18
…ve! lost, lost beyond all hope! 1 plunged too deep within the mire! I strove To master worlds beyond my horoscope 1 sought out hate, and found it only love. I did invoke pure scorn, and lo! appears The pale veiled goddess of immortal tears. Vile, mean, debauched, a mass of muck you are: “Tis you, and none but you, I came to save. Tleave in heaven my maiden, my sole star; For you I give my godhead to the grave. Dung that you are, you have given me the key To Christ's heart—ob | unveil the Graal for me! What! you are past redemption thief and who…
1929 · PDF PAGE 521
…fact extremely curious. Stevenson observes that when a Magi is cashiered, he does not fall to be a rural dean or words to that effect. I found myself, like Othello, with my occupation gone. I might not be able to perform the task of a Magus, but there was certainly nothing else for me to do. I had no remorse, not so much as a qualm of conscience. The Secret Chiefs kept silent. And I found that after a fortnight or so I simply could not stand it any longer. I felt more than a little like a naughty dog, but there was simply nothing to be done but…
1919 · PDF PAGE 170
…g. 19, 7.32 to 7.42 P.M. Slight feeling of Joy. (Bother joy! O.M.) Aug. 25, 1.33 to 10.55 P.M. Changed my Asana once during practice and found I could move body without affecting the particular part which was in the calm state. (Good. O.M.) Aug. 26. A quiet evening at home, for which I am grateful. It seems as if so little is entered in this diary and so much remains unsaid. How one longs some- times to express things and thoughts and generally ends by some commonplace entry. I think to-night I will try a little more than usual. All this time I…
1929 · PDF PAGE 354
…the brain in order to discover the seat of the soul --- a nice Christmassy idea. Paris disgusted me. I tried to find peace at Moręt, but found only boredom, and went off to Venice with a bad throat which gave me the idea of the story "Cancer?" In this a distinguished painter imagines himself to have cancer of the throat --- and anywhere else of which he is reminded by some trifling irritation. (Eugčne Carričre is doubtless responsible in part for the theme.) He works himself into all kinds of mental fever, but luckily goes to a doctor --- drawn…
1911 · PDF PAGE 171
…ad 01 slipping it into one of the hundreds 01 books on the shelves, he hid it behind my back, i.e. on the mantelpiece, where it was duly found! I must tell just one other story to the point, It throws possibly some light on one or two 01 the “miracles” which Blavatzsky performed in order to disgust the more foolish of her followers, In June !906 Iwas at Margate (God help me !), and asked my friend ]— to lend me his copy of Abramelin. “ Sorry ! ” said he. "I lent it to So-and-so, and it has not been returned." He forgot this conversation : I rem…
1911 · PDF PAGE 171
…ad 01 slipping it into one of the hundreds 01 books on the shelves, he hid it behind my back, i.e. on the mantelpiece, where it was duly found! I must tell just one other story to the point, It throws possibly some light on one or two 01 the “miracles” which Blavatzsky performed in order to disgust the more foolish of her followers, In June !906 Iwas at Margate (God help me !), and asked my friend ]— to lend me his copy of Abramelin. “ Sorry ! ” said he. "I lent it to So-and-so, and it has not been returned." He forgot this conversation : I rem…
1910 · PDF PAGE 18
…ank from the glad rim of the grail Or soothed the squally Twins (for they could weep !) And while I smiled In Heaven how safe I am ! Found myself in my little bed asleep Having been butted thither by the Ram. IX But in the dream of you, my starry sweet, It is my earth I lose six times in seven. I have the Freedom of the City of Heaven ; But strange (though fair) are all the stars I meet. The dull familiar and the homely drear Are lost for ever. Being asleep, I fear. Wake ! Let me cut the cable of my mind ! My harbour lies before, and not be…
1929 · PDF PAGE 362
…made our march symbolize life. There were other analogies. We had to endure every kind of hardship heartily and to take our fun where we found it without being dainty. We learnt to enjoy every incident, to find something to love in every strange face, to admire even the dreariest wilderness of sunburnt scrub. We knew that nothing really mattered so long as we got to Madrid. The world went on very well without us and its fortunes were none of our business. The only thing that could annoy us was interference with out intention to get to Madrid, t…