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1901 · PDF PAGE 87

The Mother’s Tragedy

… kiss! O eyes of sin! O bosom of my bliss! Sorrow, the web, is spun of Love the weaver. Twelve moons have circled in their seasons ; The earth has swept, exultant, round the sun; Our love has slept, and, sleeping, made us one. The thirteenth moon, be sure, the time of treasons ! Another spirit waves its pinions. Love vanishes : we hate each other's sight. In sullen seas sinks our sun-flaming light, Darkness is master of the dream-dominions. Lo! in thy womb a child! How rotten Seems love to me who love it as my soul! The love of thee hath broken…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 173

Oracles

… the stone, in- calculable myriads of tons poised in gigantic balance overhead, about, beneath. O blend your voices, angels of the awful earth ! dogs ! demons leaping into hideous birth from the imprisoned deserts of the Nile ! And thou, O habitant most dread, disastrous crocodile, hear thou the Law, and live, and win to peace ! [If this poem be repeatedly read through, it falls into a subtly rhymed and metrical form.—R. P. L.]

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1910 · PDF PAGE 293

The Equinox (Volume I, Number III)

…s passion gnaws Away my soul, and will not ease its jaws Till Iam dead. Then let me die! Who knows But that this corpse committed to the earth May be the occasion of some happier birth? Spring’s earliest snowdrop? Summer's latest rose? Il Thou knowest what asp hath fixed its lethal tooth In the white breast that trembled like a flower At thy name whispered. Thou hast marked how hour By hour its poison hath dissolved my youth, 275

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1910 · PDF PAGE 293

The Equinox (Volume I, Number IV)

…s passion gnaws Away my soul, and will not ease its jaws Till Iam dead. Then let me die! Who knows But that this corpse committed to the earth May be the occasion of some happier birth? Spring’s earliest snowdrop? Summer's latest rose? Il Thou knowest what asp hath fixed its lethal tooth In the white breast that trembled like a flower At thy name whispered. Thou hast marked how hour By hour its poison hath dissolved my youth, 275

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1913 · PDF PAGE 169

Cambridge Poets 1900–1913

…he red olden time ! O clash of armour splendid ! A string of wind -begotten rime, And all their pain was ended ! O lonely sea ! O lonely earth ! O dying art of glorious mirth ! My song, my song is little worth To bring their bastard seed to birth ! What need of me in thunder - flash ? What need in battle story ? What need among the whitened ash Of old far - winnowed glory ? They call me not to birth - bed throes ; Invoke me not with gold and rose ; The summer wanes , the summer grows , They call me not from fire or snows . I linger by the cotta…

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1939 · PDF PAGE 12

Temperance: A Tract for the Times

THE ARTIST. For FRIEDA I I know that Earth is false and Hell And Heaven to man are deaf and dumb, too. I know what last dim oracle Every Panurge is bound to come to. I find more mental bread and cheese In bounty of one brandy bottle Than in all books Averrhoes Once built about his Aristotle. II The babble of my slut, I swear Gives joy and certitudes intenser Than all the wit of a Voltaire And all the science of a Spencer. My poppy-pipe—its shows surpass! More and more beautiful and brainier Than all the lumps of Pheidias And all the daubs of de…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 145

Collected Works (Vol. III)

…My sister the sea ; I have called, and they answer and come; and their song is but glory to thee. One other is left me, The light of the earth. If Fate had bereft me, Oh Muse, of thy birth, Still I had cleft me A way in her girth! | I tune the loud lyre once again to the mother of men in her mirth. O mighty and glad In spring-time and summer ! O tearful and sad When the sun is grown dumber, When the season is mad, And the gods overcome her, When the sky is fulfilled of the frost and the fingers of winter numb her ! O marvellous earth Of multipl…

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1899 · PDF PAGE 24

Tale of Archais

… is barren of love or trust, His heart is hopeless, seeing he must Perish, and leave no trace ; With impious rage he mocks the bounds Of earth, albeit so wholly base ; His ears are dead to subtle sounds, His eyes are blind, for Zeus confounds His vain irreverence, and astounds High Heaven with wrathful face.

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1902 · PDF PAGE 131

Tannhäuser

…-poiiit Out speers the hermit. " See, the sun is dead ! " It shines elsewhere. You from your tiny perch, The corner of the corner of the earth, Itself a speck in solar life ; the sun. For all I know, a speck among the stars, Themselves one corporate molecule of space !— You from your perch judge, label, limit Him ! Not that your corner is not equally R 129

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1905 · PDF PAGE 97

Oracles

…is a sharper fang, Reminds my night of a tempestuous morn. For I am lost and lonely : in the skies I see no hope of any sun or star ; On earth there blooms no rose, no nenuphar ; No cross is set for hope of sacrifice. I cannot sleep, I cannot wake ; and death Passes me by with his desirèd breath. 92

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1912 · PDF PAGE 213

The Equinox (Volume I, Number VII)

…OF THE TAROT Rules from 20" T to 20" a. A of V Prince and Emperor of the Gnomes. XX PRINCESS OF THE ECHOING HILLS: ROSE OF THE PALACE OF EARTH 10101718 afPaula/es A STRONG and beautiful Amazon figure with rich brown hair, standing on grass or flowers. A grove of trees near her. Her form suggests Hebe, Ceres, and Proserpine She bears a winged ram‘s head as a crest: and wears a mantle 015116613- skin. In one hand she carries a sceptre with a circular disk: in the other a Pentacle similar to that of the Ace of Pentacles. She is generous, kind, dilig…

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1912 · PDF PAGE 213

The Equinox (Volume I, Number VIII)

…OF THE TAROT Rules from 20" T to 20" a. A of V Prince and Emperor of the Gnomes. XX PRINCESS OF THE ECHOING HILLS: ROSE OF THE PALACE OF EARTH 10101718 afPaula/es A STRONG and beautiful Amazon figure with rich brown hair, standing on grass or flowers. A grove of trees near her. Her form suggests Hebe, Ceres, and Proserpine She bears a winged ram‘s head as a crest: and wears a mantle 015116613- skin. In one hand she carries a sceptre with a circular disk: in the other a Pentacle similar to that of the Ace of Pentacles. She is generous, kind, dilig…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 221

Collected Works (Vol. I)

…te oo I hear the voices of four rivers crying What was delight, is ruin, may breed love aloud ; jo j s . again, Four angels trumpet, and earth shivers: the Even as darkness brecds the day: when life is slain, heavens shroud Their faces in blank terror for the sound of ° . . . . them : O who will hear my chant, my cry ; my The mountains are disturbed and roar ° the voice who hear, azure hem Even in this weary misery, this danker mere, (hat laps all lands is broken, lashed in fiery Me, in mine exile, who am driven from foam, yonder mountains And …

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1930 · PDF PAGE 37

Magick in Theory and Practice (Section 4)

…T is Motion in its double phase, an inertia composed of two opposite currents, and each current is also thus polarized. Sh is Heaven and Earth, T Male and Female j ShT is Spirit and Matter- one is the Word of Liberty and Love flashing its Light to restore Life to Earth j the other is the act by which Life daims that Love is Light and Liberty. And these are Two-in-One, the divine letter of Silence-in-Speech whose Symbol is the Sun in the arms of the Moon. But Sh and T are alike formulae of force in action as opposed to entities; they are not Sta…

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1898 · PDF PAGE 54

Songs of the Spirit

Those days are dead, and hope no newer birth. I left thy shores, blue stream, at His command Who reared the mountains from the shaken earth ; Who holds the lightning in His holy hand, And binds the stars in adamantine band, And yearns towards the children of His mind. I left their summer and their dewy strand To pass a life of work, alone, unkind, To fight a way toward heaven, mute, desolate and blind. The dusty desert glimmers in the night, A solitary palm-tree shades the well ; I am alone, a weary eremite Striving the secrets of the stars to …

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1910 · PDF PAGE 134

The Scented Garden

…ure to the utmost “ I ” ; The perfume of His love is wonderful, And tender is He as a virgin’s eye, While for His beauty are no words of earth, Nor can the heavens this need with song supply.]3 So thou with Allah, man ! hold Him as dear (Nay, dearer !) as the apple of thine eye.

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1930 · PDF PAGE 7

Magick in Theory and Practice (Section 2)

…n the other hand, the price offered by Him was exacted as stnctly as if it had been stipulated by Shylock. Kvery tieasure that he had on earth was taken away, and that, usually, 111 so biutal 01 ciuel a manner as to make the loss îtself the least part of the pang. Every human affection that He had in His hea.it and that heart aches for Love as few hearts can ever conceive was torn out and trampled with such infernal ingenuity in intensifying torture that His endurance is beyond belief. Inexplicable are the atrocities which accompanied every ste…

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1898 · PDF PAGE 53

Songs of the Spirit

…eavens reft— Lo ! ’Twas that golden bank but yester morn I left. O river where we dwelt ! Your summer sward Whereon we lay, two kings of earth and air ; For whom ten thousand angels had drawn sword At our light bidding. Surely, surely, there We might float ever to the sea, and spare The dainty plumage of that perfect place. O God ! O Life ! O Death, thou would`st not wear Such evil mask upon thy golden face— O Mary, pity me of thine abounding grace. 43

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1898 · PDF PAGE 79

Songs of the Spirit

From all the caverns of the hollow sea, And all the fortresses that guard the air, And all the fearful palaces of fire, And all the earth’s dwarf-ridden secrecy, They come, they gather, and they ride, to bear Destruction and disorder and desire ; They cling to him who braves the gale of night, And mock his might ; They rush upon him like a wave, and break In fiery foam against him, and they shake Life in its citadel, They open Hell To let the Furies and the Fates spring forth On their wild chargers of the icy North To quench the holy lamp. His …

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1898 · PDF PAGE 67

White Stains

…eep Far in the arms of a god of snow. Conquer the world, that her throne may keep More of its pride, and its secret woe Flow through all earth as the rivers flow. Which of the gods is like thee, our queen ? Venus Callipyge, nameless, nude, Thou with the knowledge of all indued Secrets of life and the dreams that mean Loves that are not, as are mortals’, hued All rose and lily, but linger unseen Passion-flowers purpled, garlands of green ! Who like thyself shall command our ways ? Who has such pleasures and pains for hire ? Who can awake such a …

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