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… is cruciform. IST NYMPH Thus the holy cross is cloven From Pan’s purpose purple-woven. Even for centuries nine and ten, Life of women — death of men ! In that sinister sad star Men shall bear the upright bar, Hanged for honesty and truth, Wisdom, courage, love, or youth. Women bear the cross-bar, living In the filth beyond believing. Svelte or buxom, fair or dark, Go to the maw of the greedy shark
… consent The seven ecstatic joys are sent : Thy secret worship shall inspire Our hearts with His devoted fire. O mother, to Thy house of death We fly from life’s deceitful breath. O star of love upon the sea, We sail to Thee—we sail to Thee ! Amen. O 9
THE EQUINOX The Gospel says that at the death of the Saviour the veil of the Temple was rent, because that death manifested the triumph of devotion, the miracle of charity, the power of God in man, divine humanity, and human divinity, the highest and most sublime of Arcana, the last word of all initiations. But the Saviour knew that at first men would not under- stand him, and he said: “You will not be able to bear at present the full light of my doctrine; but, when the Spirit of Truth shall manifest himself, he will teach you all truth, and he…
THE EQUINOX The Gospel says that at the death of the Saviour the veil of the Temple was rent, because that death manifested the triumph of devotion, the miracle of charity, the power of God in man, divine humanity, and human divinity, the highest and most sublime of Arcana, the last word of all initiations. But the Saviour knew that at first men would not under- stand him, and he said: “You will not be able to bear at present the full light of my doctrine; but, when the Spirit of Truth shall manifest himself, he will teach you all truth, and he…
…l tread the ordered stupid way At Paris, upon Dead Man’s Day, In Pere Lachaise his cemetery. AVE MORS. O VIRGIN ! O my sister! Ilear me, death! The tainted kisses of the harlot life Sicken me; hers is foul and fevered breath, This notsome woman I have made my wife. She lies asweat, aslime. QO hear me, thou! Wash with thy tears this desecrated brow ! With cool chaste kisses cleanse me! Lay me out Wrapped in a spotless winding-sheet, and soothe These nerves ill nuzzled by the black swine’s snout With thine eternal anodyne of truth! The foul beast…
…te’s grim legions ; let me well 640 Gird up my loins and make endeavour, And seek a refuge from my grief, O never in Heaven—but in Hell! Death-bed of “Oh, very well!” I think you say, poet. Effect “Wait only till your dying day ! 645 of body on : . mind See whether then you kiss the rod, And bow that proud soul down to God !” I perfectly admit the fact ; Quite likely that 1 so shall act ! Here’s why Creation jumps at prayer. 650 You Christians quote me in a breath This, that, the other atheist’s death ; How they sought God! Ofcourse! Impair By …
… bowed head fall deep Glowing cascades of hair; she combs her hair With subtle ecstasy, electric sweep Of unimaginable joy; let life and death Pass; she will comb, and comb, and will not care. 06
…s mutiny ; the storm Wilder and wilder shrieks and wails, And phantoms ghastly and difform Haunt thy poor captain as he sails. Grant, as death’s iceberg threatens me, Sin’s fog, Satanic spite that bars, That I may keep these eyes on Thee, Star on the sea that blots the stars ! Amen. T 6
…an Dwelt on his face, divinely wan. ‘* How beautiful is sleep!” he saith, Bends over him. There is no breath, No sound, no motion: it 1s death. And gazing on the happy head ‘* How beautiful is Death!” he said. A SONNET IN SPRING. O CHAINLESS Love, the frost is in my brain, Whose swift desires and swift intelligence Are dull and numb to-day; because the sense Only responds to the sharp key of pain. O free fair Love, as welcome as the rain On thirsty fallows, come, and let us hence Far where the veil of Summer les immense, A haze of heat on ocean…
…to invoke him by the name Zagreust A Faun (Passing among the trees). ‘Ye thought me a lamb With a crown of thorns: Lam royal, a ram With death in my horns. So mild and soft And feminine, H#
… ARISE ; BODY AND MIND GROW SICK. DISGRACE AND FEAR GROW YEAR BY YEAR TO THEIR CLIMACTERIC. WILD, THEY ARE TOSSED ABOUT THROUGH LIFE AND DEATH ; THEY QUIVER, SUNK IN SEA-STRESS OF BITTERNESS, AND LOSE THE TAO FOR EVER. THE TRUE, THE ABIDING TAO ! WHO UNDERSTANDETH HATH ; WHO HATH THE TAO IS HERE AND NOW IN SILENCE OF THE PATH.
…s well as at tea. The illness of the Secretary for War alarmed only the German Ambassador, who could not be positive that in case of his death an accident might not happen and a capable person be appointed to the post. The annoyance of his death—telephoned to the Office at three o’clock one afternoon—was concentrated on Professor Zircon, torn away from a compound with half the Greek Alphabet dotted about its name by a white-haired little Colonel who 92
…s well as at tea. The illness of the Secretary for War alarmed only the German Ambassador, who could not be positive that in case of his death an accident might not happen and a capable person be appointed to the post. The annoyance of his death—telephoned to the Office at three o’clock one afternoon—was concentrated on Professor Zircon, torn away from a compound with half the Greek Alphabet dotted about its name by a white-haired little Colonel who 92
…tre—Moliére as Antidote— Experiments with Puppets—Sumurtin—Mermaid Nights— Literary Dishonesty—A Futurist Number of Portry anD Drama—The Death of the Poet Laureate—Particulars of Pozrry anp Drama. POETRY Emile Verhaeren Rabindranath Tagore Harold Monro John Helston Victor Plarr John Drinkwater Henry Simpson STUDIES AND APPRECIATIONS Emile Verhaeren: an Appreciation John Donne Rupert Brooke Michael T. H. Sadler The Greek Genius (II) Thomas Hardy of Dorchester A, Romney Green Edward Thomas A Model Anthology J.C. Squire CHRONICLES Current English …
…tre—Moliére as Antidote— Experiments with Puppets—Sumurtin—Mermaid Nights— Literary Dishonesty—A Futurist Number of Portry anD Drama—The Death of the Poet Laureate—Particulars of Pozrry anp Drama. POETRY Emile Verhaeren Rabindranath Tagore Harold Monro John Helston Victor Plarr John Drinkwater Henry Simpson STUDIES AND APPRECIATIONS Emile Verhaeren: an Appreciation John Donne Rupert Brooke Michael T. H. Sadler The Greek Genius (II) Thomas Hardy of Dorchester A, Romney Green Edward Thomas A Model Anthology J.C. Squire CHRONICLES Current English …
…te likely that I so shall act ! Here’s why Creation jumps at prayer. You Christians quote me in a breath This, that, the other atheist’s death;73 How they sought God ! Of course ! Impair By just a touch of fever, chill, My health—where flies my vivid will? My carcase with quinine is crammed; I wish South India were damned ; I wish I had my mother’s nursing, Find precious little use in cursing, 620 625 630 635 640 645 650 655 Death-bed o f poet. Effec t of body on mind.
THE TEMPLE OF SOLOMON THE KING he both exist and not exist after death?” ‘“Does he neither exist nor not exist after death?” . . . Because “the Blessed Buddhas lift not up their voice without a reason and without an object.”* But in spite of their being no sow/ “in the highest sense,” j Gotama had to postulate some vehicle which would transmit the sorrow of one generation to another, of one instant of time to the next; and, not being able to use the familiar idea of Atman, he instead made that of Karma doa double duty. ‘He does not die until th…
THE TEMPLE OF SOLOMON THE KING he both exist and not exist after death?” ‘“Does he neither exist nor not exist after death?” . . . Because “the Blessed Buddhas lift not up their voice without a reason and without an object.”* But in spite of their being no sow/ “in the highest sense,” j Gotama had to postulate some vehicle which would transmit the sorrow of one generation to another, of one instant of time to the next; and, not being able to use the familiar idea of Atman, he instead made that of Karma doa double duty. ‘He does not die until th…
…eauty, allis joy. For hear, how gracious is the Goddess: “I give unimagi- nable joys on earth: certainty, not faith, while in life, upon death; peace unutterable, rest, ecstasy; nor do I demand aught in sacrifice.” Is not this better than the death-in-life of the slaves of the Slave-Gods, as they go oppressed by consciousness of “sin,” wearily seeking or simulating wearisome and tedious “virtues”? With such, we who have accepted the Law of Thelema have nothing to do. We have heard the Voice of the Star- Goddess: “I love you! I yearn to you! Pal…
…allen the bride will stretch her perfumed veil, and draw them to her. O ye people, clap your hands, and praise the last triumph of love! Death alone will remain dead, and hell alone will be consumed! O nations of Europe, to whom the East stretches forth its hands, unite and push back the northern bear! Let the last war bring the triumph of intelligence and love, let commerce interlace the arms of the world, and a new civilization, sprung from the armed Gospel, unite all the flocks of the earth under the crook of the:same shepherd! Such will be …