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…, though they may, perhaps, ‘ prove nothing,’ and puzzle the mere utilitarian. ‘ A Sonnet of Blasphemy ’ may be given as an average specimen of our poet’s verse and sentiments:— ‘ Exalted over earth, from hell arisen, There sits a woman, ruddy with the flame Of men’s blood spilt, and her uncleanly shame, And the thrice-venemous vomit of her prison. She sits as one long dead ; infernal calm, Chill hatred, wrap her in their disdainly cold. She careth not, but doth disdainly hold Three scourges for man’s soul, that know no balm. They know not any …
1898 · PDF PAGE 84
… sabres of light. Now they are clutching his arms, the phantoms that throng there behind him, Foul and distorted, whose sight may not on men ever dawn ; Now they entice and entreat, now strive with fresh fury to bind him, Cords that are cut by an angel whose sword is unceasingly drawn, Glitters, and bids them fall back as if struck by the eye of the morn. Would he but turn he should see a woman laid naked before him, 74
1903 · PDF PAGE 9
…ppearance of man has followed that of manners : the exit of God has not wished to lag behind that of grammar. I have no use for American men, and only one use for American women.” “ Of a truth,” I said, “ the continent is accursed— a very limbo.” “ It is the counterfoil of evolution,” said the man wearily. There was silence. “ What can I do for you ? ” I asked. “ Are you indeed ill ?” vi
1910 · PDF PAGE 450
74 THE HIGH HISTORY OF GOOD With firm red lips and square black beard, Osiris in his strength appeared. He made the sign that saveth men On Palamede the Saracen. ’Hath hushed his conjuration grim: The curse comes back to sleep with him. Hath fallen himself to that profane Whence none might ever rise again. Dread torture racks him; all his bones Get voice to utter forth his groans. The very poison of his blood Joins in that cry’s soul-shaking flood. For many a chiliad counted well His soul stayed in its proper Hell. Then, when Sir Palamedes came…
1910 · PDF PAGE 450
74 THE HIGH HISTORY OF GOOD With firm red lips and square black beard, Osiris in his strength appeared. He made the sign that saveth men On Palamede the Saracen. ’Hath hushed his conjuration grim: The curse comes back to sleep with him. Hath fallen himself to that profane Whence none might ever rise again. Dread torture racks him; all his bones Get voice to utter forth his groans. The very poison of his blood Joins in that cry’s soul-shaking flood. For many a chiliad counted well His soul stayed in its proper Hell. Then, when Sir Palamedes came…
1911 · PDF PAGE 58
…bout. The lions roared for prey ; the eagles screamed for food : All these were stilled before thy crownèd Motherhood. Therefore, though men devise ill counsels and vain things, Thou wilt deliver me from the infernal kings ; And when the pilgrimage of me Thy knight is done, Thy favour shall present my spirit to Thy Son. Amen. O 51
1911 · PDF PAGE 191
…ing thought aloft: It blazed in battle on his plume: With sage and warrior enfeofi’ed, He rushed alone through tower and tomb, The myriad men, the cohorts armed, Are shred like husks : the ensanguine brand Leaps like a flame, a flame encharmed Το fire the pyramid heaven-spanned Wherein dead Pharaoh sits and stares, Swathed in the wrappings of the tomb, With eyes whose horror flits and flares Like corpse~lightsglimmering in the gloom Till all’s a blaze, one roar of flame, Death universal, locked and linked :— Aha! one names the awful Name— The twin re…
1911 · PDF PAGE 191
…ing thought aloft: It blazed in battle on his plume: With sage and warrior enfeofi’ed, He rushed alone through tower and tomb, The myriad men, the cohorts armed, Are shred like husks : the ensanguine brand Leaps like a flame, a flame encharmed Το fire the pyramid heaven-spanned Wherein dead Pharaoh sits and stares, Swathed in the wrappings of the tomb, With eyes whose horror flits and flares Like corpse~lightsglimmering in the gloom Till all’s a blaze, one roar of flame, Death universal, locked and linked :— Aha! one names the awful Name— The twin re…
1913 · PDF PAGE 28
…eachers , when you've often said it, You believe much foolishness : Preachers, do you really credit All you tell of happiness ? Poor old men , whose brains ' abortions Seems such lovely children : fools ! Twisters of the world 's proportions , Bad old pedants of the schools . The sun 's out : skies are clearest The year 's young : kiss me , dearest We are fools , but we will prove Not too foolish now to love .
1904 · PDF PAGE 18
… if I say I will not yield the throne? JASON. I am of force to take it. PELIAS. Are my friends Not faithful? Who draws sword for Pelias? MEN. Shall we not slay thee this presumptuous fool? JASON. I am of force, I say. I wrestled once From sunrise to sunset with Heracles, Great Heracles! Not till the full moon rose Availed his might to lay me prone. Beware! Ye weakling knaves! I am of force, I say. PELIAS. Rebellious youth, the justice of thy cause And force I will admit—where force goes far. But think’st thou wait no wild Erinnyes For thee a gu…
1904 · PDF PAGE 80
…wly chaunts In woods where still Arisbe haunts, Wrapping the wanderer with her tresses Into untold caresses. For none of all the sons of men That hath known Artemis, again Turns to the warmer earth, nor vows His secrets to another spouse. The moon resolves her beauty in The sea’s deep kisses salt and keen;
1910 · PDF PAGE 50
THE EQUINOX There in the lonely bordj across the dreadful lines of sleeping men, Swart sons of the Sahara, thou didst writhe slim, sinuous and swift, Warning me with a viper’s hiss—and was not death upon us then, No bastard of thy maiden kiss? God’s grace, the all-surpassing gift! E] Arabi! El Arabi! Yea, death is man’s Elixir when Life’s pale wine foams and splashes over his imagination’s rim! El] Arabi! El Arabi! El Arabi! witch-amber and obsidian Thine eyes are, to ensorcell me, and leonine thy male caress. Will not God grant us Paradise to …
1910 · PDF PAGE 50
THE EQUINOX There in the lonely bordj across the dreadful lines of sleeping men, Swart sons of the Sahara, thou didst writhe slim, sinuous and swift, Warning me with a viper’s hiss—and was not death upon us then, No bastard of thy maiden kiss? God’s grace, the all-surpassing gift! E] Arabi! El Arabi! Yea, death is man’s Elixir when Life’s pale wine foams and splashes over his imagination’s rim! El] Arabi! El Arabi! El Arabi! witch-amber and obsidian Thine eyes are, to ensorcell me, and leonine thy male caress. Will not God grant us Paradise to …
1906 · PDF PAGE 279
TIME 273 that Halley’s Comet, being the sole measure of time in use on his farm, was 133° S., entering Capricorn, at the very moment of the blow being struck. Myst. Tam glad you join me in ridicule of the scheme ; but do you quite grasp how serious the situation has become? Scept. I confess I do not see whither you would lead me. Your own computation strikes one as fantastic in the extreme. Myst, Who knows? Think, yourself, of certain abnormal and pathological pheno- mena, whose consideration might lay down the bases for a possible argument. Sc…
1906 · PDF PAGE 94
88 THE ARGONAUTS WOMEN. Here is the ugly monster! Out! To think We once believed him reverend and refined, Saw majesty in all that tottering gait, And honour in the goat-like beard of him ! FIRST WOMAN. A week ago your blue eyes were in tears, Sidelong regarding the old mountebank. SECOND WOMAN. To-day I would not be his concubine For all Iolchus—for all Thessaly ! THIRD WOMAN. I see the same glance seek out Jason now. SECOND WOMAN. Ay, there's a man! What muscles! What fine fire In the quick eye! What vigour and warm strength ! FIRST WOMAN. Ye…
1910 · PDF PAGE 60
…e of our feet, The night of our terrible tresses ! It is a wonder, then If the people are mad with blindness, And nothing is stranger to men Than silence, and wisdom, and kindness ? Nay ! let him fashion an arrow Whose heart is sober and stout !
1961 · PDF PAGE 30
…of pure Light fashioned by the True Will. And this is called by the Qabalists the Sleep of Shiloam, and of this doeth also Porphyry make mention mention, and Cicero, with many other Wise Men of Old Time. Compare, o my Son, with this Doctrine that which was taught thee in the Sanctuary of the Gnosis concerning the Death of the Righteous; and learn moreover that these are but particular Cases of an Universal Formula. n
1938 · PDF PAGE 22
… and the Name of that Brother was hidden from me. Then was I shewn the Mystery of the Words: how in the first period of recorded history men thought that life came from Woman alone, and worked by the Formula of Isis, worshipping Nature chaste and kindly, not understanding Death, or the Arcanum of Love. So, when the time was ripe, appeared the Brethren of the Formula of Osiris, whose word is I A O; so that men worshipped Man, thinking him subject to Death, and his victory dependent upon Resurrection. Even so conceived they of the Sun as slain an…
1898 · PDF PAGE 9
…n with us; thy mouth Shall thirst for our inheritance in vain ; Thou hast no lot nor part in Gilead. And now, he gathers to himself vain men, Violent folk, and breakers of the law, And holds aloof in rocky deserts, where The land, accurst of God, is barren still Of any herb, or flower, or any tree, And has no shelter, nor sweet watersprings, Save where a lonely cave is hollow, and where A meagre fountain sucks the sand. Our folk Are naked of his counsel and defence Against the tribe of Ammon, and stand aghast; Our feeble arms sway doubtfully lo…
1898 · PDF PAGE 33
…he desert where I dwelt I had strange store of books obscure ; books written Not openly for fools, but inwardly Toward the heart of wise men. And myself Studied no little while upon these things, And, seeking ever solitude, I went Nightly upon a rock that stood alone Threatening the sandy wilderness, and prayed. Where many visions came before mine eyes So strange—these eyes have started from my head, And every hair, grown fearful, like a steed Reared in its frenzy ; see, these lips of mine Have blanched, these nails have bitten through my flesh…