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Page 28 of 1961905 · PDF PAGE 39
34 THE CANNIBALS And we, one mouth to kiss, one soul to lure, For ever wedded, one, divine, endure Far from sun, sea, and spring, from love or light, Imbedded in impenetrable night ; Deeper than ocean, higher than the sky, Vaster than petty loves that dream and die, Insatiate, angry, terrible for lust, Who shrivel God to adamantine dust By our fierce gaze upon him, who would strive Under our wrath, to flee away, to dive Into the deep recesses of his heaven. But we, one joy, one love, one shame for leaven, Quit hope and life, quit fear and death…
1910 · PDF PAGE 333
… maze on maze of silent waterways, Guarded by lightless sentinel palaces, We glide; the soft plash of the oar, that sways Our life, like love does, laps—no softer seas Swoon in the bosom of Pacific bays! We are in tune with the infinite ecstasies, Adela! Sway with me, sway with me in the gondola! They hold us in, these tangled sepulchres That guard such ghostly life. They tower above Our passage like the cliffs of death. There stirs No angel from the pinnacles thereof. All broods, all breeds. But immanent as Hers That reigns is this most silent…
1910 · PDF PAGE 333
… maze on maze of silent waterways, Guarded by lightless sentinel palaces, We glide; the soft plash of the oar, that sways Our life, like love does, laps—no softer seas Swoon in the bosom of Pacific bays! We are in tune with the infinite ecstasies, Adela! Sway with me, sway with me in the gondola! They hold us in, these tangled sepulchres That guard such ghostly life. They tower above Our passage like the cliffs of death. There stirs No angel from the pinnacles thereof. All broods, all breeds. But immanent as Hers That reigns is this most silent…
1913 · PDF PAGE 196
THE EQUINOX So shall the lust of love be sated on thee In spite of thee, who knowest no ecstasy. And I will win a pallid way to the stars In spite of thee! Yea, and because of thee. For the end of every path must be the same, And at the end of thee, immortal one, Is Nothing! Yea, thou shalt know, Rose, even as I, How the last dust of the world is naught but dust, And how thou shalt die, being the Immortal Rose. x LIFE MEN say: “ For love's sake and for beauty’s sake We would make our songs immortal; we would give The passionate cry of summer, t…
1913 · PDF PAGE 198
…nt fingers, The poet touches the silent strings, and falls into calm at last As the night grows dim and vast. And the passionate hour of love, of love, is come unto dust and slumber, A gracious memory only stays, a passionless sense remains Of golden hours that are passed and fled, when the joys of love without number Fanned into fire his smouldering heart, and turned into flame his brains With purple and crimson stains. And the hour of the Rose is fallen, and the light of her eyes is fled, There is only a sense of vaguest dream, of calm, unend…
1913 · PDF PAGE 196
THE EQUINOX So shall the lust of love be sated on thee In spite of thee, who knowest no ecstasy. And I will win a pallid way to the stars In spite of thee! Yea, and because of thee. For the end of every path must be the same, And at the end of thee, immortal one, Is Nothing! Yea, thou shalt know, Rose, even as I, How the last dust of the world is naught but dust, And how thou shalt die, being the Immortal Rose. x LIFE MEN say: “ For love's sake and for beauty’s sake We would make our songs immortal; we would give The passionate cry of summer, t…
1913 · PDF PAGE 198
…nt fingers, The poet touches the silent strings, and falls into calm at last As the night grows dim and vast. And the passionate hour of love, of love, is come unto dust and slumber, A gracious memory only stays, a passionless sense remains Of golden hours that are passed and fled, when the joys of love without number Fanned into fire his smouldering heart, and turned into flame his brains With purple and crimson stains. And the hour of the Rose is fallen, and the light of her eyes is fled, There is only a sense of vaguest dream, of calm, unend…
1907 · PDF PAGE 39
…Indeed, I read too far, It is indeed an angel ANGELA. Pity me! Sir PERCY. Dear lady, the joy to know, and so per- fectly to express such love is enough. ANGELA. You mock me! That girl—do you in truth love her? She is most beautiful. SiR PERCY. O she is my love, my dove, my star, my— Ah !—I hurt you! (Aszde.) O beast ! What is this doubt ? ANGELA (very close to him). I hear another anthem in those eyes. By God, lad, you are wonderful ! Sir PERCY What would you say? VOL. III. 33 ANGELA. What would I not do? Listen, I am Angela, Lady Baird. I am r…
1996 · PDF PAGE 82
…the circle is Red. My colour is black to the blind, but the blue & gold are seen of the seeing. Also I have a secret glory for them that love me. 61. But to love me is better than all things: if under the night stars in the desert thou presently burnest mine incense before me, invoking me with a pure heart, and the Serpent flame therein, thou shalt come a little to lie in my bosom. For one kiss wilt thou then be willing to give all; but whoso gives one particle of dust shall lose all in that hour. Ye shall gather goods and store of women and s…
1908 · PDF PAGE 83
…re weak and violent : By Thy mystic sacrament Bring us to Thy power and peace, To the passionless release ! Queen of Splendour, Queen of Love, Bring us to Thine House above, Where in love and splendour dwell All the saints that praise Thee well. Bring us to their great content By Thy mystic sacrament ! Amen. O 76
1954 · PDF PAGE 519
…ging up our Corpora Quadragemina and planting them in a Monkey's Medulla just to see what will come of it. So put down that bread-knife! Love is the law, love under will. Yours fraternally, 666
1899 · PDF PAGE 171
…t hounds on fears. She will not leave me comfortless, And why? Through the dimmed glory of my clouded eye She catches one sharp glint of love for her : She will not leave me ever till I die. Nay, though I die. Beyond the distant gloom Heaven springs, a fountain, out of Change’s womb! Time would all men within the grave inter— For Time himself shall no god find a tomb? Glory and love and work precipitate The end of man’s desire—so sayeth Fate. Man answers: Love is stronger, work more sure, Glory more fadeless than his shafts abate. Though «all w…
1914 · PDF PAGE 22
… in a Chicago sewer Be worthy of a marriage with the moon| ‘Oh! but the moon has purity enough, Lustral for all the least that she might love! Ah! then my heart flings free to flare afar Beyond the fierce phantastic flames of foam To Her, for strength and constancy a star, For magick she's the moon! to Her! to Home! “Blow, blow, thou wintry wind !"—and blow away ‘The last foul fetich of Chicago May! PART IV—CHERBOURG Max Yes: Iam you, but for a moment only. ‘That leaves an ache: that leaves me less than man, ‘That leaves me more than God, too s…
1911 · PDF PAGE 83
…re weak and violent : By Thy mystic sacrament Bring us to Thy power and peace, To the passionless release ! Queen of Splendour, Queen of Love, Bring us to Thine House above, Where in love and splendour dwell All the saints that praise Thee well. Bring us to their great content By Thy mystic sacrament ! Amen. O 76
1907 · PDF PAGE 95
…n her life , had wisely crammed Her fierce bronze throat with such a foul device As made her belly yearn for sacrifice . She leered like love on me , and smiled , and shammed , And did not pity for all her breast of spice.3 Man though he was , he is thrust into her Moloch arms . When lo ! a miracle ! he is plucked by his own fearlessness from the horrid maw , “ Free , where the blood of other men is wet ,” mingling in life till “ ten thousand little loves were brought to birth ”; then came the one woman who looked so deeply in his eyes till her…
1922 · PDF PAGE 293
First Aid 279 ‘IT love you because you're as crazy as I, Because all the shadows and lights of the sky Of existence are centred in you; The cross-jaggéd lightning, the roar of typhoon Are as good as the slumber of time as we swoon With the sun half asleep in the blue. You’re a dream, you're a mystery, empress and slave, You're like life, the inscrutable beat of its wave, You are always the all-unexpected ! When you've promised yourself, then you push me away; When you scorn me, you suddenly kindle and slay ; You hate truth as the lies She rejec…
1944 · PDF PAGE 100
… is a direct reference to this card in the Book of the Law. In Chapter I, verse 57, the goddess Nuith speaks: “Invoke me under my stars! Love is the law, love under will. Nor let the fools mistake love; for there are love and love. There is the dove, and there is the serpent. Choose ye well! He, my prophet, hath chosen, knowing the law of the fortress, and the great mystery of the House of God”.1 The dominating feature of this card is the Eye of Horus. This is also the Eye of Shiva, on the opening of which, according to the legend of this cult,…
1899 · PDF PAGE 178
156 MYSTERIES : Yet I think priests shall answer Him in vain: Their gospel of disgrace, disease, and pain, Shall move His heart of Love to such a wrath— O Heart! Turn back and look on Love again! Behold, I have seen visions, and dreamed dreams! My verses eddy in slow wandering streams, Veer like the wind, and know no certain path— Vet their worst shades are tinged with dawning beams! I have dreamed life a circle or a line, Called God, and Fate, and Chance, and Man, divine. I know not all I say, but through it all Mark the dim hint of ultimate s…
1914 · PDF PAGE 17
…d sweet As if you never had defiled it, pure Without attaint, impeccable, complete, Perfect, through all the ages to endure— Ahi! then T love you after all—the years Dissolved in the black bowl—these bitter tears © God! I love you more than I love her, Because you are lost, because you are mere dung. ‘That makes your pearl shine! Stark and sinister The curses wither on my frozen tongue: My God! My God| let me be damned, me too, But let me be the means of saving you!
1911 · PDF PAGE 86
THE EQUINOX Love, and her love is one, and she hath divided the one love into infinite loves, and each love is one, and equal with The One, and therefore is she passed “from the assembly and the law and the enlightenment unto the anarchy of solitude and darkness. For ever thus must she veil the brilliance of Her Self.” O Babylon, Babylon, thou mighty Mother, that ridest upon the crownéd beast, let me be drunken upon the wine of thy fornications; let thy kisses wanton me unto death, that even I, thy cup-bearer, may understand. Now, through the r…