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Page 33 of 1211910 · PDF PAGE 388
12 IV Now, with two score of men in life And one fair babe, Sir Palamede Resolves one last heroic strife, Attempts forlorn a desperate deed. At dead of night, a moonless night, A night of winter storm, they sail In dancing dragons to the fight With man and sea, with ghoul and gale. Whom God shall spare, ride, ride! (so springs The iron order). Let him fly On honour’s steed with honour’s wings To warn the king, lest honour die! Then to the fury of the blast Their fury adds a dreadful sting : The fatal die is surely cast. To save the king—to save…
1910 · PDF PAGE 388
12 IV Now, with two score of men in life And one fair babe, Sir Palamede Resolves one last heroic strife, Attempts forlorn a desperate deed. At dead of night, a moonless night, A night of winter storm, they sail In dancing dragons to the fight With man and sea, with ghoul and gale. Whom God shall spare, ride, ride! (so springs The iron order). Let him fly On honour’s steed with honour’s wings To warn the king, lest honour die! Then to the fury of the blast Their fury adds a dreadful sting : The fatal die is surely cast. To save the king—to save…
1912 · PDF PAGE 34
…ede the mighty falls Into an hollow where there dwelt A bearded crew of monachals Asleep in various visions spelt By mystic symbols unto men. But when a foreigner they smelt They drive him from their holy den, And with their glittering eyeballs pelt Sir Palamede the Saracen.
1919 · PDF PAGE 252
…t the mouth speaketh . . . you are perfectly right to retort that it need not speak so much! I add no more, but our glad greeting to all men: Love is the law, love under will. Iam, dear sir, Yours in the Bonds of the Order, J. B. MASON. 238
1996 · PDF PAGE 167
…y of the letters is done, and I want to go on to the holier place. 49. I am in a secret fourfold word, the blasphemy against all gods of men. Commentary: The evident interpretation of this is to take the word to be “Do what thou wilt,” which is a secret word, because its meaning for every man is his own inmost secret. And it is the most profound blasphemy possible against all “gods of men”, because it makes every man his own God. We may then take it that this Solar-Phallic Heru-ra-ha1 is Each Man Himself. As each independent cell in our bodies …
1929 · PDF PAGE 192
…set by the reports of the cholera in the Bralduh Nala. It is true that by all accounts it was pretty bad. One report said that a hundred men had died. For some reason I treated the whole thing with scepticism; and when I passed through Askole I certainly saw no signs of agitation or mourning. The only precaution I took was to prevent my men coming in contact with the villagers. But Eckenstein and Knowles would not pass through the village at all. They decided to return to Shigar by the Skoro La, which is a pass avoiding the big bend formed by t…
1906 · PDF PAGE 104
…nd toil. O ruler of the empyréan, Behold his fervour conquering The fury of the breed Cadmean, The dragons of the Theban king; And armed men shall spring from earth In vain to ward the gloomy girth ! But thou, Athena, didst devise Some end beyond our mortal ken, Thy soul impenetrably wise Shines not to us unthinking men. O guard the warrior band of Greece, And win for us the Golden Fleece ! By miracle this happy day The ship is finished for our quest. Bring thou the glory from the gray ! Bring thou our spirits into rest ! O Wisdom, that hast he…
1910 · PDF PAGE 449
XXVIII Sir PaLaMEDE the Saracen Hath clad him in a sable robe; Hath curses, writ by holy men From all the gardens of the globe. He standeth at an altar-stone ; The blood drips from the slain babe’s throat; His chant rolls in a magick moan; His head bows to the crownéd goat. His wand makes curves and spires in air; The smoke of incense curls and quivers; His eyes fix in a glass-cold stare: The land of Egypt rocks and shivers! “Lo! by thy Gods, O God, I vow To burn the authentic bones and blood Of curst Osiris even now To the dark Nile’s upsurgin…
1910 · PDF PAGE 449
XXVIII Sir PaLaMEDE the Saracen Hath clad him in a sable robe; Hath curses, writ by holy men From all the gardens of the globe. He standeth at an altar-stone ; The blood drips from the slain babe’s throat; His chant rolls in a magick moan; His head bows to the crownéd goat. His wand makes curves and spires in air; The smoke of incense curls and quivers; His eyes fix in a glass-cold stare: The land of Egypt rocks and shivers! “Lo! by thy Gods, O God, I vow To burn the authentic bones and blood Of curst Osiris even now To the dark Nile’s upsurgin…
1910 · PDF PAGE 123
70 THE WORLD’S TRAGEDY. MIRIAM Stay, will you go ? What, are you men — or tame ? PUBLIUS Faugh, wench ! is there no shame ? He kicks her brutally. The guard moves off. MIRIAM The dawn ! oh, curses on the dawn that breaks This night of joy. God ! my whole being wakes Into a world of rapture. I am I At last — the little fool that wondered why ! I am abreast of God’s whole tide of thought. Like gold into fine linen, I am wrought Into the royal vesture of the globe. I am the Empress of the City of Sin, Wrapped in its purple robe Stained with mine o…
1899 · PDF PAGE 3
…ear the children of your sires. We stretch out hands to-day when the white wings Of Peace are spread beneath you and your foe. O race of men that slay the slaves of kings ! We, whom the foam-crowned ocean still enrings, We, whose strong freedom never brooked a blow, Hail you now victors, hail you of the sword Proved in the west the lord, Hail you, and bid you sound quick friendship and accord. T I
1903 · PDF PAGE 105
… cowards twit them with their mother’s lust. Even our own purity confirmed the trust. How long, O lord, how long ? Too long by half Till men read, wondering, wedlock’s epitaph. 85
1904 · PDF PAGE 133
…nd now marks an- other stride : Not all in vain was Darwins pain, that Bruno lived and died. From Newtons toil we gain the oil to ease mens woes that whirl. We now produce for public use the Automatic Girl. II Shes warmed by electricity ; she wags her arse by steam, Her eye displays Marconi rays, a chemist makes her cream. An antiseptic pussy-cat assures suspicious churls That Jonathan has guaranteed our Automatic Girls. III Besides these marks of progress theres another gain to reap. French girls are dear and Dutch, I tear, are dirty, if …
1907 · PDF PAGE 13
To South, East, West and North, Iceland, the Indies, Sicily, and Spain. . . . . Lo ! men have heard of all these ships not one, not one for ever more again. VIII EEING your naked body in the bed Against the jetty silk, I thought you lay Just as the Milky Way Lies in the unkenned hollows of the sky. One swarthy ray of red Leapt from your hither eye, And straight my dream began To map that heavenyour eye, Aldeboran ! I launched the magic boat, and early found The Pirates cave and the Enchaunted Ground ; The cedared Lebanon, The Wizards Grot, t…
1996 · PDF PAGE 116
… it, stored automatically in our subconscious minds. The Intellectuals are worse than the bourgeoisie themselves; a la lanterned Give us Men! We are so caked with dirt that the germs of disease cannot reach us. If we decide to wash, we must do it well; or we may have awakened some sleeping dogs, and set them on defenseless areas. Initiation stirs up the mud. It creates unstable equilibrium. It exposes our elements to unfamiliar conditions. The France of Louis XVI had to pass through the Terror before Napoleon could teach it to find itself. Simi…
1898 · PDF PAGE 32
…and from madness Deletes its indelible brand ; For life shall spring where they have smitten, And Love rise from under the rod, Till all men behold what is written, The kingdom of God !
1898 · PDF PAGE 94
…o tempt, to win Another sacrifice to sin, another poet’s heart to gnaw With dubious remorse. Oh ! flame of torturing flower- love ! sacrament Of Satan, triple element of mystery and love and shame, Green, gold, and crimson, in my heart you strive with Jesus for its realm, While Sorrow’s tears would overwhelm the warriors of either part ! Jesus would lure me : from his side the gleaming torrent of the spear Withdraws, my soul with joy and fear waits for sweet blood to pour its tide Of warm delight—in vain ! so cold, so watery, so slack it flows,…
1899 · PDF PAGE 28
…s have planted Paler roses, warmer grapes, Ere the maiden breasts have panted, And the sunny shapes Flit around to bless the hour, Comes men know not what false flower : Ere the cup is drained, the wine Grows unsweet, that was divine. All the subtle airs are proven False at dewfall, at the dawn Sin and sorrow, interwoven, Like a veil are drawn Over love and all delight, Grey desires invade the white. Love and life are but a span ; Woe is me ! and woe is man !
1903 · PDF PAGE 34
…ast phantoms of desire, Impossible and epicene, Familiar souls of Messaline. And as, when thunder broods afar Imperial destinies of war, Men see the haze and heat, and feel The sun’s rays like a shaft of steel, Seeing no sun ; even so the night Clouds that deep miracle from sight : Until this destiny be done Hangs the corona on the sun ; And I absorbed in those unclean Ghost-haunted veins of Messaline. 12
1910 · PDF PAGE 175
…All my life misunderstood Built in slime and nursed with blood ! This my death divinely hallows Boot and rack, stake and gallows. Strong men crushed beneath my domes, Children tortured in my homes, Women tricked and raked and herded