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1913 · PDF PAGE 193

The Equinox (Volume I, Number IX)

ROSA IGNOTA Along the barren waste thine echoing cry. And all the sky Is a chalice of white lilies rimmed with blood, With blood ; and the bitter flood Of thy tears is dying away, away, away, Beyond the hills, the hidden hills of day. These are but lilies, O my silent god ; Where thy feet have trod Upon the earthly way They have sprung, And the songs that have been sung Are faded with the day. My little heap of ashes, thou wast god, Yea, utterly wast thou god! So there are no more roses, no more roses ; There shall be no more songs to thee, Lor…

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1913 · PDF PAGE 193

The Equinox (Volume I, Number X)

ROSA IGNOTA Along the barren waste thine echoing cry. And all the sky Is a chalice of white lilies rimmed with blood, With blood ; and the bitter flood Of thy tears is dying away, away, away, Beyond the hills, the hidden hills of day. These are but lilies, O my silent god ; Where thy feet have trod Upon the earthly way They have sprung, And the songs that have been sung Are faded with the day. My little heap of ashes, thou wast god, Yea, utterly wast thou god! So there are no more roses, no more roses ; There shall be no more songs to thee, Lor…

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1899 · PDF PAGE 102

Jephthah and Other Mysteries

80 MYSTERIES: As free as summer-time, to sound or cease: God’s utmost peace Lies like a cloud upon the quiet land. O little hand! White hand with rose leaves shed about the tips, As if my lips : Had left their bloom upon it when they kissed, As if a mist Of God’s delicious dawn had overspread Their face, and fled! O wonderful fresh blossom of the wood! O purpling blood! O azure veins as clear as all the skies! O longing eyes That look upon me fondly to beget Two faces, set Either like flowers upon their laughing blue, Where morning dew _ Sparkl…

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1899 · PDF PAGE 130

Jephthah and Other Mysteries

…looked into your eyes as your eyes look into Heaven, and there I have found my Heaven. O serene depths! O faultless face of my desire! O white brow too clear! I sin against your holiness by my presence. Only the moon should see you, Esmé. ESME [half in tears]. . You don’t mean like that, Percy, quite. Why do you say that? Enter Vaughan in shadow. He draws back and .Stands watching. PERCY. Oh, you are crying, my heart! Do you cry because I have spoken and touched with fire the sweet child- love we have lived in all this year? Or is it that you d…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 53

Orpheus

…e song from the numberless throats. Where ice on my bosom is piled, Where palm-fronded islands begem My breast, where I rage in the wild White storms, where I lap the low hem Of earth’s mantle, or war on her crags, I am one, and my soul is in them. I am mother of earth and her daughter ; I am father of heaven and his son ; 54

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1910 · PDF PAGE 72

The Winged Beetle

… made godly mirth With corn and wine ; Thou hast made Thee man ; Thou hast loved and suffered, died and risen ; But—hath Thy mouth grown white and wan, Sucked out into that strange sweet prison Nay, Thou hast never kissed the mouth Of Dorothy ! as I ! as I ! Thou hast never felt its eager growth Upon my Lesbian ecstasy. Therefore I curse Thee not, accurst Who art in that one flower foregone— And I the last match Thee the first When that red mouth I fasten on.

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1912 · PDF PAGE 196

The Equinox (Volume I, Number VII)

…rks and ques- tions‘ It implies Natural, as opposed to Invoked, Force. II THE ROOT OF THE POWERS OF THE WATERS Ace of Cuþs or Chalice: A WHITE Radiant Angelic Hand, issuing from clouds, and supporting on the palm thereof a cup, resembling that of the Stolistes. From it rises a fountain of clear and glistening water: and sprays falling 011 all sides into clear calm water below, in which grow Lotuses and Water—lilies. The great Letter of the Supernal Mother is traced in the spray of the Fountain. It symbolizes Fertility—productiveness, beauty, pl…

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1912 · PDF PAGE 196

The Equinox (Volume I, Number VIII)

…rks and ques- tions‘ It implies Natural, as opposed to Invoked, Force. II THE ROOT OF THE POWERS OF THE WATERS Ace of Cuþs or Chalice: A WHITE Radiant Angelic Hand, issuing from clouds, and supporting on the palm thereof a cup, resembling that of the Stolistes. From it rises a fountain of clear and glistening water: and sprays falling 011 all sides into clear calm water below, in which grow Lotuses and Water—lilies. The great Letter of the Supernal Mother is traced in the spray of the Fountain. It symbolizes Fertility—productiveness, beauty, pl…

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1913 · PDF PAGE 221

Cambridge Poets 1900–1913

…of a red streak falling through the air Down in the river is the wounded swan 's death fight ; But his blood has splashed on the King 's White Daughter fair ; Splashed on her peacocks and on her pretty Page - boy , And lo ! there steals a music calling soft and faint Through the great gardens and orchards of the King 's joy From the ancient terraced thousand steps — " The Bride 's Descent .” Behold ! her true love is a prince enchanted , And he has turned wild swan , to see his love at play : And lo ! her page has shot him , but his Fairy Sire …

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1898 · PDF PAGE 53

Jephthah

…llow fiits. JARED [aszde}. So, in his victory is our disgrace. CHORUS. Fair as the dawn is the maiden wise, Pale as the poppies by still white water, Sunlight burns in her pure deep eyes, Love lights the tresses of Jephthah’s daughter ; Kissing rays of the moon have caught her, Rays of the moon that sleeps and sighs. JARED [aszde]. In our disgrace, behold! Our vengeance strikes. I am inspired with so profound a hate— He shall not triumph : in the very hour When his o’ermastering forehead tops the sky I strike him to the earth. I need not move. …

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1899 · PDF PAGE 65

Tale of Archais

… air Kissed, cleansing them from that infested den Of obscene deities and apish men, Rivalling their gods in petty filthiness. So Love’s white-bosomed Queen gat full success In the first season of her sojourning. Then, on the verge of night, she went a-wing To that most damnèd pestilence-rid marsh, And, changing her bright shape, she donned the harsh Vile form of woman past the middle age, Who hath not virtue that may charm the sage When the desire of folly is gone by, And wrinkles yield to no false alchemy. So, lewd of countenance, dressed all…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 134

Oracles

…. I top the mighty wall of fears ; the dark wave rolls below. A tall swift ship on wings appears, a cataract of snow Plunging before the white east wind ; she meets the eager sea As forest green by thunder thinned meets fire’s emblazonry. 129

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1910 · PDF PAGE 155

The World’s Tragedy

…ous, Thy breath — thy leper-life lascivious — Fill me with loathing. Murder-waking hates Surge in upon me as I see thee there Wanton and white in that red touzle of hair As if a sow were wreathed with poppy-flowers. Pah ! I am sick of these delirious hours. John’s lips are cool like olive-oil — and thine, Even at the best, like some black stormy wine. MAGDA Oh beast thou art ! Didst thou not surely quicken me With child ? ISSA Thy lewdness and thy lowness sicken me. Nay, let the heavy-fringed purple lashes Lie still — my lust is burnt to bitter…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 96

Collected Works (Vol. I)

JEPHTUATI SY CHORUS. Toward the mountains and the night The fruitless flowers of Gilead yo ; Toward the hollows weird and white, Toward the sorrow of the snow 3 To desolation black and blind They move, and leave us death behind. The Lord is great: the Lord is wise Within His temple to foresee With calm impenetrable cyes The after glory that shall be ; But we, of mortal bodies born, Laugh lies consoling unto scorn. The God of Israel is strong; His mighty arm hath wrought this day A victory and a triumph-song— And now He breathes upon His clay, A…

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1906 · PDF PAGE 71

Collected Works (Vol. II)

…sgust Of my own beasthood crushed it into dust, And left my manhood twisted in her . spell. THE THIRD DAY. ‘* My love is most immaculate white and red, ”’ Love's Labour's Lost, SHE was more graceful than the royal palm ; Tall, with imperial looks, and excellence Most simply swathed in spotless ele- gance, And holy and tuneful like some stately psalm. Her breath was like a grove of myrrh and balm, And all the sight grew dim Lefore the sense Of blind attraction toward; an influence Not incompatible with her own calm. 1.Circe, who dwelt on the isl…

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1899 · PDF PAGE 80

Tale of Archais

…ease His angry struggles in their cruel hold. But all implacable, unyielding, cold, Their sinuous pressure on his breast and thighs, The white teeth sharp and ready otherwise In one fierce snap to slay. There hissed “ Be- ware ! Fear Charicles avenging, and despair ! ” And Zeus beheld the springe his foot was in, And, once more wise, being out of love, would win His freedom on good terms. His liberty For Charicles’ he bartered. Willingly The boy accepts, yet in his eye remains A tender woman-feeling, and his pains, And even Archais’ woes he did…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 21

Rosa Coeli

…l marge And drank from golden vats the wine of joy ; Hot, eager, overcoming in her breath, As she would draw him to those large And firm white breasts and mix her liquid life With his in pagan strife ? 16 T

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1928 · PDF PAGE 133

Little Poems in Prose

…ight and happiness; but she makes one think more readily of the moon, which doubtless has marked her with its fearful influence. Not the white idyllic moon, which resembles a cold bride, but the sinister, intoxicating moon, hung from the height of a stormy night and jostled

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1909 · PDF PAGE 265

The Equinox (Volume I, Number I)

…t the Higher Soul remaineth in the Invisible Station of Harpocrates, and to the Spirit Vision, at this point, there should be a gleaming white Triangle formulated above the forehead of the Candidate and touching it, the symbol of the white Triangle of the Three Supernals. The Hierophant now calleth forward the Kerux, and turning towards the Candidate says to him: “Tn all your wanderings through darkness, the lamp of the Kerux went before you though you saw it not! It is the symbol of the Hidden Light of Occult Science.” It here representeth to …

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1909 · PDF PAGE 265

The Equinox (Volume I, Number II)

…t the Higher Soul remaineth in the Invisible Station of Harpocrates, and to the Spirit Vision, at this point, there should be a gleaming white Triangle formulated above the forehead of the Candidate and touching it, the symbol of the white Triangle of the Three Supernals. The Hierophant now calleth forward the Kerux, and turning towards the Candidate says to him: “Tn all your wanderings through darkness, the lamp of the Kerux went before you though you saw it not! It is the symbol of the Hidden Light of Occult Science.” It here representeth to …

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