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Page 27 of 901912 · PDF PAGE 172
THE EQUINOX And beneath that glorious banner, in its folds of gold and red, I fought on (the lonely battle I) by the body of my dead. And the cowards still hung trembling, and the smoke poured hot and high, The brave black flag of Anarchy, a portent in the skyl Ayl we left the black flag flying, as behoves a man to do, For they were fifteen hundred, and we were only two. And the banner of destruction wraps me round with glory and awe— Here’s a last clip of brave bullets for the bastard hounds of law! And here’s a health to Freedom, and may man defe…
1907 · PDF PAGE 29
…wise, mere banishment, I deem he had feared more! He had an heir. This was a boy of strength with ardour blent, High hope embowered in a body fair. Him had he watched with eager eye, aware Of misery occult in youth, awake At the first touch of the diviner air Of manhood, that could bane and blessing make, The Lord of Life and Death, the secret of the Snake. The snake of Egypt hath a body twin ; It hath bright wings wherewith it well can fly ; It is of virtue and of bitter sin; It beareth strength and beauty in its eye ; Beneath its tongue are H…
1961 · PDF PAGE 28
…ix. Neglect not the Performance of the Mass of the Holy Ghost, as Nature herself prompteth thee. Travel also much in the Empyrean in the Body of Light, seeking ever Abodes more fiery and lucid. Finally, exercise constantly the Eight Limbs of Yoga. And so shalt thou come to the End. n
1929 · PDF PAGE 138
…ractised 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 existence. They purified the mind by spécial prayers and conservations. They avoided the contamination of social intercourse, especially the conjugal kind; and their servi tors were disciples speci…
1911 · PDF PAGE 55
…not the World's great Alchemist Rule earth's alembic with the sun ? Is not the mind a foolish mist, And is not water one? The slim white body that you gave, Wild Jaja’, with exotic nautches Wanton and wonderful, a wave Of debonair debauches, Is worth the virgin limbs and lips Of her the virtuous, the viceless, With life who never came to grips, Who gave me nothing priceless. Give me the purity distilled From dervish sweat and satyr bruises. The Holy Graal with wine is filled From no unbroken cruses. Doth not the World‘s great Alchemist Corrupt H…
1911 · PDF PAGE 55
…not the World's great Alchemist Rule earth's alembic with the sun ? Is not the mind a foolish mist, And is not water one? The slim white body that you gave, Wild Jaja’, with exotic nautches Wanton and wonderful, a wave Of debonair debauches, Is worth the virgin limbs and lips Of her the virtuous, the viceless, With life who never came to grips, Who gave me nothing priceless. Give me the purity distilled From dervish sweat and satyr bruises. The Holy Graal with wine is filled From no unbroken cruses. Doth not the World‘s great Alchemist Corrupt H…
1912 · PDF PAGE 68
…in is but a barren tree— For all the beautiful Design Is but mine own geometry!” With that his wrath brake out like wine. He plunged his body in, and shattered The whole delusion asinine. All the false water-nymphs that flattered He killed with his resounding curse— O fool of God! as if it mattered! So, nothing better, rather worse, Out of the blue bliss of the pool Came dripping that inveterate fool!
1910 · PDF PAGE 38
28 THE WIZARD WAY Give thy body to the beasts ! Give thy spirit to the priests ! Break in twain the hazel rod On the virgin lips of God ! Tear the Rosy Cross asunder ! Shatter the black bolt of thunder ! Suck the swart ensanguine kiss Of the resolute abyss ! Wonder-weft the wizard heard This intolerable word. Smote the blasting hazel rod On the scarlet lips of God ; Trampled Cross and rosy core ; Brake the thunder-tool of Thor ; Meek and holy acolyte Of the priestly hells of spite Sleek and shameless catamite Of the beasts that prowl by ni…
1910 · PDF PAGE 58
…une, Till the waters were redder than wine In the blush of the harlot moon. I and my brother priests Worshipped a wonderful woman With a body lithe as a beasts, Subtly, horribly human. Deep in the pit of her eyes I saw the image of death, And I drew the water of sighs From the well of her lullaby breath. She sitteth veiled for ever Brooding over the waste. She hath stirred or spoken never. She is fiercely, manly chaste ! What madness made me awake From the silence of utmost eld
1899 · PDF PAGE 12
…t, And found his changeless love endure as mine, And all his passion round me as a vine. So clinging fibres of desire control My perfect body, and my perfect soul Shot flakes of light toward him, and my eyes, Seeking his face, were made divinely wise. So, solemn, silent, ’mid a merry folk - I bound him by my forehead’s silver yoke, And grew immense about him and within, And so possessed him wholly, without sin. For I had crossed the barrier and knew There was no sin. His lips reluctant grew Ardent at last as recognizing me, And love’s wild temp…
1912 · PDF PAGE 56
…evement of the quest ! And now the horrid height allows His mastery: day by day from crest To crest he hastens: faster fly His feet: his body knows not rest, Until with magic speed 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 …
1913 · PDF PAGE 244
206 HYMN TO SATAN I aporE Thee, King of Evil, By the body Thou hast fashioned In the likeness of a devil. By its purity impassioned I adore Thee, King of Evil! I adore Thee, Lord of Malice, By the soul that Thou hast moulded Lovely as a lily-chalice To the sombre sun unfolded. I adore Thee, Lord of Malice! By its thirst, the cruel craving For things infinite, unheard-of, Dreams devouring and depraving, Songs no God may guess a word of, Songs of crime and songs of craving— By the drear eyes of the devil Bleak and sterile as they glitter I adore …
1913 · PDF PAGE 244
206 HYMN TO SATAN I aporE Thee, King of Evil, By the body Thou hast fashioned In the likeness of a devil. By its purity impassioned I adore Thee, King of Evil! I adore Thee, Lord of Malice, By the soul that Thou hast moulded Lovely as a lily-chalice To the sombre sun unfolded. I adore Thee, Lord of Malice! By its thirst, the cruel craving For things infinite, unheard-of, Dreams devouring and depraving, Songs no God may guess a word of, Songs of crime and songs of craving— By the drear eyes of the devil Bleak and sterile as they glitter I adore …
1961 · PDF PAGE 75
…es greater, he had not done this with Oil of Vitriol. Learn then that there are certain definite Channels of Action and Reaction between Body and Mind; sound these, and trim thy Sails accordingly, not thinking that thou art in the open Sea. And if so be that thou in thy sounding findest new Channels, rejoice and map them for the Profit of thy Fellows; But remember always that to find a new Way up a Precipice removeth not the Precipice. For where thou, o Angel and yet Man, hast trod delicately albeit without Fear, Fools will rush in to their Des…
1899 · PDF PAGE 148
…t, And found his changeless love endure as mine, And all his passion round me as a vine. So clinging fibres of desire control My perfect body, and my perfect soul Shot flakes of light toward him, and my eyes, Seeking his face, were made divinely wise. So, solemn, silent, ’mid a merry folk - I bound him by my forehead’s silver yoke, And grew immense about him and within, And so possessed him wholly, without sin. For I had crossed the barrier and knew There was no sin. His lips reluctant grew Ardent at last as recognizing me, And love’s wild temp…
1910 · PDF PAGE 48
…n and with the star-stream shod ! Not on your purulence and ichorous itch, O English girl, half baby and half bitch, But on the glorious body and soul of her Of whom I am the Lord and worshipper, The brave gay cleanly maiden whose embrace Flushes with shameless fervour the fair face, Fills the whole leaping heaven with the light Till all the world is drunken with delight. You with your own authentic filth defiled Robbed Keats of life, and Shelley of his child, Corrupted Swinburne to your foul disease, Denied Blake bread — are you fed full on th…
1909 · PDF PAGE 212
… Toils on the slopes, so I to get Halidom for my lord the King. Faintly and feebly murmuring I uttered the mysterious runes, And bade my body’s sleekness sing Silky, satanic, subtle tunes. Was he not holy? Milk of moons Were not so pallid as his cheek, And roses of a million Junes His mouth left livid. So I seek In all God’s seas a tiny creek Wherein to moor my shallop. Nay! He is a mountain, chill with bleak Stark winds of innocence astray! The fearful passion sweeps me away. So with a passionate thrill of fear I creep—like shadows across Day!…
1909 · PDF PAGE 212
… Toils on the slopes, so I to get Halidom for my lord the King. Faintly and feebly murmuring I uttered the mysterious runes, And bade my body’s sleekness sing Silky, satanic, subtle tunes. Was he not holy? Milk of moons Were not so pallid as his cheek, And roses of a million Junes His mouth left livid. So I seek In all God’s seas a tiny creek Wherein to moor my shallop. Nay! He is a mountain, chill with bleak Stark winds of innocence astray! The fearful passion sweeps me away. So with a passionate thrill of fear I creep—like shadows across Day!…
1910 · PDF PAGE 310
…ng the lark. Shelley was a fine, pure, healthy man whose soul was habitually one with the Infinite Universe; Thompson was a wretch whose body was poisoned by drugs, whose mind by superstition. Francis Thompson was so much in love with his miserable self that he could not bear the thought of its extinction; Shelley was glad to die if thereby one rose could bloom the redder. This essay is disgusting; we were all trying to forget Francis Thompson, to remember his songs; and here we have his putrid corpse indecently disinterred and thrust under our…
1910 · PDF PAGE 310
…ng the lark. Shelley was a fine, pure, healthy man whose soul was habitually one with the Infinite Universe; Thompson was a wretch whose body was poisoned by drugs, whose mind by superstition. Francis Thompson was so much in love with his miserable self that he could not bear the thought of its extinction; Shelley was glad to die if thereby one rose could bloom the redder. This essay is disgusting; we were all trying to forget Francis Thompson, to remember his songs; and here we have his putrid corpse indecently disinterred and thrust under our…