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Page 26 of 901898 · PDF PAGE 42
… Into I know not what a cradle, made Of subtle-shapéd shade, And arms most perdurable. I am lost In thought beyond all cost— Nay, but my spirit breaks the slender chain That held it down. The pain Of death is past and I am free. Nay, I, This body, dead, must lie Till Thou come home again, O soaring Soul. The gates supernal roll ! Flash through them, O white-winged, white-blossom ghost ! Ah, God! for I am lost. - [Jephthah remains motionless, [Morning dawns. Enter Jared, Soldters, Prophet. SOLDIERS. . Hail, captain! We are ready now for death, O…
1901 · PDF PAGE 95
… So I drew her to the outer Land of unforgetful streams; So I laid her (who should doubt her ?) Where enamelled verdure gleams, Drew her spirit from without her! In her eyelids stellar beams Glow renascent, now I hold her Breast to breast, and shining shoulder Laid to shoulder, in the bliss Of the uncreated kiss. Lips to lips beget for daughters Little kisses of the breeze ; Limbs entwined with limbs, the waters Of incredible blue seas; Eyes that understand, the slaughters Of a thousand ecstasies Re-embodied, as they wrought us Garlands of stra…
1911 · PDF PAGE 82
… in my heart? Love springs? Chaster than the grace of heaven itself.? Earth purifies? More subtly than the sea.? Only through matter? Can spirit understand itself,? Justify itself, become itself? This mystery I heard? From the holy man of Bassu.? His beard was whiter than snow? Because it had once been blacker than burnt wood.? So will I cherish my love, The love which I owe, Which I give, to my husband The noblest of the Emirs; For I and my love and my service And my duty All are his. I have no duty to God But to obey my husband. So my heart is…
1911 · PDF PAGE 82
… in my heart? Love springs? Chaster than the grace of heaven itself.? Earth purifies? More subtly than the sea.? Only through matter? Can spirit understand itself,? Justify itself, become itself? This mystery I heard? From the holy man of Bassu.? His beard was whiter than snow? Because it had once been blacker than burnt wood.? So will I cherish my love, The love which I owe, Which I give, to my husband The noblest of the Emirs; For I and my love and my service And my duty All are his. I have no duty to God But to obey my husband. So my heart is…
1929 · PDF PAGE 151
…soul by itself in divine ecstasy. What is life but love, and what is love but laughter? In other words, religion is a joke. There is the spirit of Dionysus and there is the spirit of Pan; but they are twin phases of laughter. Religion is a joke. Now what is the most absurd thing in the world?" "Woman." "Right again. And therefore she is the only serious island in this ocean of laughter. While we hunt and fish, and fight, and otherwise take our pleasure, she is toiling in the fields and cooking, and bearing children. So, all the serious words ar…
1906 · PDF PAGE 232
…rs, timeless and hideous servant of my will! Taph! Tath! Arath!’? He sounded the triple summons, the mysterious syllables that bound the spirit to the stone. “Then suddenly the crystal grew a blank; and thereby the foiled wizard knew that which threatened his power, his very life, was so high and holy that the evil spirit could perceive it not. ‘Avaunt?’ he shrieked, ‘false soul of darkness!’ And the crystal flashed up red, the swarthy red of hate in a man’s cheek, and darkened utterly. ‘Foaming at the mouth the wretched Jeh- jaour clutched at …
1930 · PDF PAGE 50
…? Thus, original omission or error tends to extend to the higher planes. Suppose a Magician, invoking Sol, were persuaded by a plausible spirit of Saturn that he was the Solar Intelligence required, and bade him eschew human love if he would attain to the Knowledge and Conversation of his Holy Guardian Angel; and suppose that his will, and that AngePs nature, were such that the Crux of their Formula was Lyrical Exaltation! Apart from the regular tests —- made at the time — of the integrity of any spirit, the Magician must make a careful record …
1907 · PDF PAGE 32
…tery of superior sight: Honour their might! the gain have these Of all men’s woes and ecstasies! High soul; no benediction seek From any spirit but our own! Crown not the mighty with the weak! The Tower be a Tower, and not a Throne! In man-carved stone the endless coil Arise untopped, the Tower of Toil! 18
1910 · PDF PAGE 129
…he sign of Asi towering. I give the sign of Apep, star Of black Destruction all-devouring. I give thy sign, Asar re-risen : Break, O my spirit, from thy prison ! I match, &c. GIMEL (with the crossing of the path of Teth) Hail, virgin Moon, bright Moon of Her That is Gods thought and minister ! Snow-pure, sky-blue, immaculate Hecate, in Thy book of Fate Read thou my name, the soaring soul That seeks the supreme, sunless goal ! And thou, great Sekhet, roar ! Confront the lion in the way ! Thy calm indomitable eyes Lift once, and look, and pierc…
1898 · PDF PAGE 28
…ngless ? ” O thou, supreme, Thou, First and Last, most inconceivable All-radiating Unity, thou sphere All-comprehensive, all-mysterious, Spirit of Life and Death, bow down and hear ! [Bends deeper and prays silently. The flame grows duller, and finally leaves the room in absolute darkness. Curtain. 18
1899 · PDF PAGE 60
… Into I know not what a cradle, made Of subtle-shapéd shade, And arms most perdurable. I am lost In thought beyond all cost— Nay, but my spirit breaks the slender chain That held it down. The pain Of death is past and I am free. Nay, I, This body, dead, must lie Till Thou come home again, O soaring Soul. The gates supernal roll ! Flash through them, O white-winged, white-blossom ghost ! Ah, God! for I am lost. - [Jephthah remains motionless, [Morning dawns. Enter Jared, Soldters, Prophet. SOLDIERS. . Hail, captain! We are ready now for death, O…
1902 · PDF PAGE 44
…ut of Thy likeness have I often seen The vast presentment—formless, palpable, Breathing. Not breathing as we use the word. When life and spirit mingle in one breath, Slay passion in one kiss—breathing, I say, Differently from Thee ! 42
1902 · PDF PAGE 76
…t that only beats for thee, The many-throned and many-minded soul Centred to do thee worship. Hither, hither! TannhAuser. This shakes my spirit as a winnower Whose fan is the eternal breath of God ; Yet on my forehead I perceive a star That shames thy beauties and thy manifold Mind with its tiny triple flame. I go! Venus. Try not the impossible. Thou knowest my power. I shall renew the charm. TannhAuser. I see a Power Above thy mockery of witchcraft. Work 74
1929 · PDF PAGE 144
…ondly, that he should hâve a nose capable of being blown; thirdly, that he should hâve at command an apparatus capable of expressing his spiritual Will in terms of material force, and applying that force to the object which he desires to affect. His Will may be as strong and concentrated as that of Jupiter, and his nose may be totally incapable of résistance; but unless the link is made by the use of his nerves and muscles in accordance with psychological, physiological, and physical law, the nose will remain unblown through ail eternity. Write…
1901 · PDF PAGE 51
… QUEEN. (OLD STYLE) T is summer and sun on the sea, The twilight is drawn to the world : We linger and laugh on the lea, The light of my spirit with me, Sharp limbs in close agony curled. The noise of the music of sleep, The breath of the wings of the night, The song of the magical deep, The sighs of the spirits that weep, Make murmur to tune our delight. Slow feet are our measures that move ; Swift songs are more soft than the breeze ; Our mouths are made mute for our love ; Our eyes are made soft as the dove ; We mingle and move as the seas. …
1903 · PDF PAGE 112
… noon she sailed for home, a weeping bride Widowed before the honeymoon was done. Always before the rising of the sun I swore to come in spirit to her side And lie like love ; and she at eventide Swore to seek me and gather one by one The threads of labyrinthine love new spun, Cretan for monstrous shadows serpent-eyed. So the last kiss passed like a poison-pain, Knowing we might not ever kiss again. Mad tears fell fast : “ Next year ! ” in cruel distress We sobbed, and stretched our arms out, and despaired, And—parted. Out the brute-side of tru…
1910 · PDF PAGE 174
THE GREY NIGHT. I2I To grind thee in the mills of martyrdom, That at last thy spirit may fully come To understand and to repent — Else might thy new-born strength relent And all thy father’s hate corrode Thy will, as the breath of a bloat toad Might rot the lungs of a young child. Then were indeed the earth defiled And the sole seedling that must lurk In the desert world — waste by thy Work — Itself its loveliness transplant To a flawless field whose grace should grant Life to that bright inhabitant. ISSA These eyes are blind with blood and tea…
1913 · PDF PAGE 34
…heard , his iron gate Clanged - to behind me as I took the road . * FLAME . O NLY the fire of love can fuse and burn This solid world to spirit . But we two Have caught love back by the escaping wing , Therefore shall life be perfect, for our eyes Are opened and our stooping souls stand up Full - statured under the roofless heaven of love .
1929 · PDF PAGE 138
…e days to many months. Durîng this period of training they took the utmost pains with diet. They avoided animal food, lest the elemental spirit of the animal should get into their atmosphère. They practised sexual abstinence, lest they should be influenced in any way by the spirit of the wife. Even in regard to the excrements of the body they were equally carefulj in trimming the hair and nails, they ceremonially destroyed* 1 the severed portion. They fasted, so that the body itself might destroy anvthing extraneous to the bare necessity of its…
1930 · PDF PAGE 98
terrors are the Illusions of Success. But one instant’s self-satisfac¬ tion or Expansion of thy Spirit, especially in this State of dryness, and thou art lost. For thou mayst attain the False Union with the Démon himself. Beware also of even the pride which rises from having resisted the temptations. But so many and so subtle are the wiles of Choronzon that the whole world could not contain their énumération. The answer to one and ail is the persistence in the literal fulfil- ment of the routine. Beware, then, last, of that devil who shall whis…