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Page 28 of 941930 · PDF PAGE 59
…ride the Ass of Priapus! Corne with thy revel of dancers and singers! Who followeth thee, forbearing to laugh and to leap? Corne, in thy name Dionysus, that maidens be mated to God-head! Corne, in thy name Iacchus, with thy mystical fan to winnow the air, each gust of thy Spirit inspiring our Soûl, that we bear to thee Sons in Thine Image! Verily and Amen! Let not the Magician forget for a single second what is his one sole business. His uninitiated “self” (as he absurdly thinks it) is a mob of wild women, hysterical from uncomprehended and uns…
1901 · PDF PAGE 62
… By the secret sibilant word that is spoken unto death. Even as the profane hand Reacheth to the sacred sand, Fire consumes him that his name be forgotten in the land. Even as the wicked eye Seeks the mysteries to spy, So the blindness of the gods takes his spirit: he shall die. Even as the evil priest, Poisoned by the sacred feast, Changes by its seven powers to the misbegotten beast.
1902 · PDF PAGE 55
… sleep, Strangles young maidens, and presides upon Sterile debauchery and unnatural loves. Venus. Lilith ! Ah lover ! Thou hast known my name ! Tannhauser. So ; yet I love thee ! Rended is the veil ! Calling thee Ugliness, I guessed aright. Who saw, and see, all Beauty in thee still. Only, a beauty risen out of Hell ; 53
1902 · PDF PAGE 113
…t bounded, made time endless to transcend Man's thought to comprehend : Builded the Tower Of life, and girded it with walls of hell, The name of Death. This limit in all things Baffles the spirit wings, Chains the swift soul ; for even Death is bound. In its apparent amplitude I saw, I, who have slept through death, have surely found The old accursed law. And death has changed to life. This task alone Shoots to the starry throne : 1 1 1
1912 · PDF PAGE 167
…eta damepelozoda, tooata nonucafe jimi— calazodoma larasada tofejilo marebe yareryo IDOIGO“; od 1 Or other Aire as may be willed. z This name may be appropriately varied with the Aire‘ 125
1912 · PDF PAGE 167
…eta damepelozoda, tooata nonucafe jimi— calazodoma larasada tofejilo marebe yareryo IDOIGO“; od 1 Or other Aire as may be willed. z This name may be appropriately varied with the Aire‘ 125
1902 · PDF PAGE 80
…ides her lustre rare. The bloom upon the peach is fine ; The blossom on thy cheek is mine ! O kiss me—if you dare ! 1 called thee by the name of love That mothers fear and gods approve, And maidens blush to say — O Gretchen, meet me in the dell We know and love, who love so well, While morn is cold and gray ! So, match thy blushes to the dawn ; Thy bosom to the rising moon, Until our loves to earth have drawn Some new bewitching tune. Come, Gretchen, in the dusk of day. Where nymphs and dryads creep away Beneath the oaks, to laugh and play 78
1909 · PDF PAGE 338
… ye in whom the Secrets of Truth have their Abiding. Come unto Me, O Tzaphqial, Aralim, Qashial, by the white Threefold Star, and in the Name of IHVH ELOHIM. 330
1909 · PDF PAGE 338
… ye in whom the Secrets of Truth have their Abiding. Come unto Me, O Tzaphqial, Aralim, Qashial, by the white Threefold Star, and in the Name of IHVH ELOHIM. 330
1911 · PDF PAGE 115
…IN. ΓΗ be a dragon, with wings. They shan’t burn me; I'll burn them. ISAAC. Of course, you will, you little fire-aatem What‘s your great name? URCHIN. Saladin. CURTAIN. [o7
1911 · PDF PAGE 187
… By the secret sibilant word that is spoken unto death. Even as the profane hand Reacheth to the sacred sand, Fire consumes him that his name be forgotten in the land.
1911 · PDF PAGE 115
…IN. ΓΗ be a dragon, with wings. They shan’t burn me; I'll burn them. ISAAC. Of course, you will, you little fire-aatem What‘s your great name? URCHIN. Saladin. CURTAIN. [o7
1911 · PDF PAGE 187
… By the secret sibilant word that is spoken unto death. Even as the profane hand Reacheth to the sacred sand, Fire consumes him that his name be forgotten in the land.
1899 · PDF PAGE 12
xii DEDICATION. That even my song may pierce the iron night, Invoking dawn in thy great name, O Master! Till to the stainless heaven of the soul Even my chariot-wheels on thunder roll. And so, most sacred soul, most reverend head, The silence of deep midnight shall be bound, And with the mighty concourse of the dead That live, that contemplate, my place be found, Even mine, through all the seasons that are shed Like leaves upon the darkness, where the sound Of all high song through calm eternity Shall beat and boom, thine own maternal sea. For …
1901 · PDF PAGE 57
…o the sky, and burn her with fire! So the avenging master shall cleanse his fate of shame, Set his seal of disaster, a royal seal to his name. [Exeunt. PACHAD. I am not Horus, but I shall be king. Enter LEPER. THE LEPER. I am a leper, but I am the king. PACHAD. Monstrous illegible horror, let thy mouth Frame from its charnel-house some pregnant word Intelligible. THE LEPER. I am king; thy mother’s limbs Clung fast to mine when I begot thy father. PACHAD. He died in battle; thou art not the king.
1901 · PDF PAGE 107
…eams the bright diamond of the crowning sphere. None may withstand the summons : like dead flame Flares darkness deeper, and demands its name. F
1902 · PDF PAGE 121
…n in the darkness Chaos rolls again In the excited brain : Then, O then call not to thy view that visible Image of Nature ; fatal is her name ! It fitteth not thy body to behold That living light of Hell, The unluminous, dead flame. Until that body from the crucible Hath passed, pure gold ! 119
1904 · PDF PAGE 16
2 WHY JESUS WEPT. Discharged his faithful poltergeist, Gave up attempts to say The Name, Ananda Maitriya became, By yellow robes allured, enticed ; Leaving me all alone to shame The cunning missionary game ; And, by bad critics topped and sliced, Put the ky-bosh on Jesus Christ. I sing a tale of modern life (Suited for reading to my wife) Of how Sir Percy Percivale Grew from a boy into a man ; Well ware of every metric plan A bard may dream, a rhymester scrawl, Avoiding with deliberate “ Damn ! ” (Ut supra) In Memoriam ; For such suggestion wou…
1911 · PDF PAGE 197
… ghosts evoke the past—oh hark l “Dost thou remember our old ecstasy? " “Why do you wish to remind me?" "Does thy heart beat still at my name, and glow ? " Seest than my soul in dreams, dear?” “ No." Ι5
1911 · PDF PAGE 197
… ghosts evoke the past—oh hark l “Dost thou remember our old ecstasy? " “Why do you wish to remind me?" "Does thy heart beat still at my name, and glow ? " Seest than my soul in dreams, dear?” “ No." Ι5