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Page 30 of 1061902 · PDF PAGE 105
…turned— I flame ! I melt ! I fall ! My heart is chilled and dark ; My soul's ethereal spark Is dulled for sorrow ; my despairs recall At last Thy name, O gracious Paphian, Lady of Mercy to the love of man ! Come, come, immortal, of the many thrones ! Sparrows and doves in chariot diamonded Drawn through the midmost air ! O Lady of despair, Who bound the golden helmet of Thy head ? Whose voice rings out the pitiful low tones : "Who, who hath wronged thee? And my power atones. " She who now doth flee, shall soon pursue thee ; " She who spurns thy…
1910 · PDF PAGE 82
…literally screams with laughter whenever his poet quotes the Q’uran in a blasphemous sense ; just as our own people with the Bible. 5. A last touch of the whip. 6. As a witty Irishman remarks, “ There is only one argument that will convince a woman — the argument in a circle.” 7. A very profound allegory. Laila being the Jinn, this passage means that since the revelation of the Method of true communion between man and God, magic or dealing with Jinn should be left to Jews (and other heathen), stigmatized as goat- faced because of their material…
1899 · PDF PAGE 133
…I think he is a friend of Mr. Percy’s, sir. PERCY [alarmed]. It might be my father. [Aszde.] And I could have finished to-night—the very last word. Something has been singing in me all day. VAUGHAN. This is a serious matter, John. I will come and speak to him. [Extt. The voices ave heard outside. BRANDON [stout, purple, “ knobbed,” and ill-tempered). Yes, sir. Either I see my son now, or I fetch ina policeman. Kidnapper! Yes, sir, that’s what I call you! Yes, sir! my name zs Brandon. And your damned name is Vaughan, sir! And I'll drag your damn…
1901 · PDF PAGE 31
…spirit seeks its fierier goal ; In wells of heaven to quench my thirst, And take God’s hand among the first. I conquered self, I grew at last A prophet chosen of the Lord ; I blew the trumpet’s iron blast That called on Zimri Omri’s sword ; My voice inflamed the fiery steel That was to smite upon Jezreel. And now, I haste from yonder sands, With fervour filled, to say God’s doom To Ahab of the bloody hands, The spoiler of his father’s tomb, The slayer of the vineyard king. God’s judgment, and his fate, I bring. The city gleams afar, I see Samar…
1907 · PDF PAGE 100
…body gains a fact, Yet leaves an equal fact behind; So gathering for the cataract Roll up the rapid waves of mind. Swift as the light at last they leap Into the chasm of despair; Of all their freshet force they keep But froth and smoke and empty air. 0 fool! to deem dissection truth And paint and patches but a blind! The enthusiasm of a youth Is worth the sage and cynic mind. 0 Buddha! couldst thou nowhere rest A pivot for the universe? Must all things be alike confessed Mere changes rung upon a curse? I swear by all the bliss of blue My Phryne…
1907 · PDF PAGE 6
…like the breast of some alluring flood Whereon a man might sleep for ever, until Death should surprise him, kiss his weary will Into the last repose, profounder power Than life could compass. Now I tax my skill To find another holier name, some flower Still red, but red with the ecstasy of blood. Dear love, dear wife, dear mother of the child Whose fair faint features are a match for mine, Lurks there no secret where your body smiled, 1 R
1910 · PDF PAGE 92
…nton wing. Between the islands sheer and steep Our craft treads noiseless oer the deep, Turned to the gold heart of the west, The suns last sigh of love expressed Ere the lake glimmer, borrow sleep From clouds and tinge their edges ; weep That night brings love not to his breast, But only rest. We move toward the golden track Shed in the water : we look back Eastward, where rose is set to warn Promise and prophecy of dawn Reflected, lest the ocean lack
1906 · PDF PAGE 118
…nton wing. Between the islands sheer and steep Our craft treads noiseless o’er the deep, Turned to the gold heart of the west, The sun’s last sigh of love expressed Ere the lake glimmer, borrow sleep From clouds and tinge their edges; weep That night brings love not to his breast, But only rest. We move toward the golden track Shed in the water: we look back Eastward, where rose is set to warn Promise and prophecy of dawn Reflected, lest the ocean lack In any space serene or slack Some colour, blushing o’er the fawn Dim-lighted lawn. At grave h…
1929 · PDF PAGE 68
… to drive to the Grand Hotel; ask for Lavinia King; I'll get word to you to-morrow, and money if you need it. But - I - can't - go." The last words dripped out icily from the frozen waters of her soul. Quickly the girl dressed herself in Lisa's clothes: then she threw the white robe over her — La Giuffria never thought of the symbolism of the action; she would have rather stood naked before a thousand men than appear in that garment of infamy — The girl pressed one soft kiss upon her forehead: then was gone headlong through the curtains. Lisa h…
1901 · PDF PAGE 38
…I know she smiled—she sighed, Bit my lips through, and drank, and died ! Her murders and her blasphemies, Her whoredoms, God has paid at last ; Upon my bosom close she lies, Her carnal spirit holds me fast. My blood, my infamy, my pain, Seal my subjection and her reign. My veins poured out her marriage cup, For holy water her cruel tongue ; For blessing of white hands raised up, These perfumed infamies unsung ; For God’s breath, her sharp tainted breath ; For marriage bed, the bed of death. The hounds that scavenge, fierce and lean, Snarl in th…
1905 · PDF PAGE 128
Remembrance of some immortality Affirmed if not believed: alas for me That might not interchange the last sad vows, Nor close the blue eyes clearer than the sea Before they darkened, and the veil of death Shrouded their splendour: still there lingereth Some sad white lustre on the icy brows, Some breast-curve surely indicating breath, Some misty glamour of deep love within The eye’s cold gleam! some dimple on the chin Hinting of laughter: even now she seems A folded rosebud, where the ivory skin Closes the ripe warm centre flower, the mind, The…
1912 · PDF PAGE 220
…ave been done; but the advanced student can go beyond this rude working] XXII THE LORD OF VICTORY Six (2/ Wamis Two hands in grip as the last, holding six wands crossed three and three. Flames issue from the point of junction. Above and below are short wands with flames issuing, surmounted respectively by the symbols of LL and 8, representing the Decan. Victory after strife: Love: pleasure gained by labour: carefulness, sociability and avoiding of strife, yet victory therein: also insolence, and pride of riches and success, etc. The whole depend…
1912 · PDF PAGE 220
…ave been done; but the advanced student can go beyond this rude working] XXII THE LORD OF VICTORY Six (2/ Wamis Two hands in grip as the last, holding six wands crossed three and three. Flames issue from the point of junction. Above and below are short wands with flames issuing, surmounted respectively by the symbols of LL and 8, representing the Decan. Victory after strife: Love: pleasure gained by labour: carefulness, sociability and avoiding of strife, yet victory therein: also insolence, and pride of riches and success, etc. The whole depend…
1928 · PDF PAGE 81
…entence upon those who love solitude and mystery. In our chattering race there are individuals who would accept with less repugnance the last penalty of the law if they were allowed to make a lengthy speech from the scaffold free from
1907 · PDF PAGE 120
…hey cannot know us through and through. We have exceeded all the past. The future shall not build another. This is the climax, first and last. We stand upon the summit. Of ages, daughter of ages, cast Mother The fatal die, and turn to death ! Let evolution turn, involving As when the gray sun sickeneth— Ghostly September ! so dissolving Into the pale eternal breath. When all is done, shall this be said. When all is said, shall this be done, The zeon exhaust and finishéd, And slumber steal upon the sun, My dear, when you and I are dead. LA CASQU…
1907 · PDF PAGE 43
…ut there is a holy Magician called Hermes, who takes me through so quickly that I arrive sometimes even at the very moment that I start. Last of all is the most mysterious passage of them all, and if any of you saw it you would think there was a foolish man in it being bitten by crocodiles and dogs, and carrying a sack with nothing any use at all in it. But really it is the man who meant to wake up, and did wake up. So that is his House, he is the old King himself, and so are you. So he wouldn’t care what any one thought he was. Really all the …
1899 · PDF PAGE 77
…ar my tongue Blaspheming from my throat. My servant now! ELEAZAR. Mingled emotions quickly following Fear upon fear, and joy and hope at last Crowning, have maddened Jephthah’s kinsman here. Mark his lips muttering, and his meaningless Furious gestures, and indignant eyes Starting, and hard-drawn breath! Him lead away Tenderly, as beseems the mercy shown To his repentance by this maiden queen. The Lord is merciful to them that show Mercy, and all such as are pure of heart ; Thy crown, Adulah, wears a double flower Of these fair blossoms wreathe…
1905 · PDF PAGE 15
… rede ; Care nought for his mercy or ire ; Reach impious hands to his lyre. Determined to die or control _ Those strings the immortal at last, though the strings of this heart of me bleed. Come life, or come death ; come disdain Or honour from mutable men, I cry in this passionate pain— My blood be poured out in the pen! 16 .
1910 · PDF PAGE 46
…king his kisses in a chain About my neck ; demon-embroidery ! Bruises like far-off mountains stain The valley of my body of ivory ! Then last came sleep. I wake, and he is gone ; what should I do but weep ? V Nay, for I wept enoughmore sacred tears ! When first he pinned me, gripped My flesh, and as a stallion that rears Sprang, hero-thewed and satyr-lipped ; Crushed, as a grape between his teeth, my fears ; Sucked out my life And stamped me with the shame, the monstrous word of wife. VI I will not weep ; nay, I will follow him. Perchance he …
1954 · PDF PAGE 259
…rate strength rings the bell: great strength returns the penny." It is always the little bit extra that brings home the bacon. It is the last attack that breaks through the enemy position. Water will never boil, however long you keep it at 99 0 C. You may find that a Pranayama cycle of 10-20-30 brings no result in months; put it up to 10-20-40, and Dhyana comes instantly . When in doubt, push just a little bit harder. You have no means of finding out what are exactly the right conditions for success in any practice; but all practices are alike …