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Page 37 of 1201910 · PDF PAGE 176
THE GREY NIGHT. I23 In the stinking stye bemerded With the putrid excrement Of the marriage sacrament. Every scourge and sore and shame Blest in mine accursed name ! Love and beauty under ban ! Wit and wisdom barred to man ! Nature smirched by hideous lies ! Meanness lauded to the skies ! Pain and ruin and disease Praised, as if they made mine ease. Dead be dance and dream and revel ! Thought and courage, things of evil ! Corn and milk, wine and oil, The guerdon of degrading toil ! Life’s bright draught of honied leisure Soured to sick and tast…
1913 · PDF PAGE 245
A BALLAD OF BEDLAM Out from the windswept hollows of the Tomb Into the Night,— Impenetrable gloom Folding me in from sound and sense and sight; No Light, Save from that leprous orb men call the Moon, Whose rune Spells Death and Madness : Like to a blinded babe from out the womb, Like a dishevelled ghost before the tomb, I wandered, seeking for my Self, the boom Of ANCIENT DAYS was on me. Not a star Swam in the heavens,—but aloft, afar, One Meteor Rolled like a great gold goblet through the sky, Spilling strange dreams. Strange dreams that ever …
1913 · PDF PAGE 245
A BALLAD OF BEDLAM Out from the windswept hollows of the Tomb Into the Night,— Impenetrable gloom Folding me in from sound and sense and sight; No Light, Save from that leprous orb men call the Moon, Whose rune Spells Death and Madness : Like to a blinded babe from out the womb, Like a dishevelled ghost before the tomb, I wandered, seeking for my Self, the boom Of ANCIENT DAYS was on me. Not a star Swam in the heavens,—but aloft, afar, One Meteor Rolled like a great gold goblet through the sky, Spilling strange dreams. Strange dreams that ever …
1922 · PDF PAGE 282
…nced by her foolish remark. You have told me yourself that the delightful result, in the first instance, was to keep you lying awake all night in a state of suspended animation, with a most fascinating flow of fancies filling your brain.” I had to admit the truth of what he said. “Heroin,” he explained, ‘‘is a modification of morphine, and morphine is the most active of the principles of opium. Now surely you remember what Wilkie Collins says in The Moonstone about opium and its preparations, that they have a stimulating effect followed by a se…
1899 · PDF PAGE 198
…ne that brings healing with the breath Of western winds that sigh, and hint _ Of sleep, twin soul with death. Death, death ere dawn. The night is over dark, Trees are grown terrible, the shadows wan Make shudder all the tense desires of man ; No gleam of moonlight bears the golden mark Of sunny lips, nor shines upon Our sleep—Love’s birchen bark.
1901 · PDF PAGE 120
… of sweet annihilation, The blackness that invades the burning sun, My swart limbs and her limbs adorable! So nine times dead before the night is done, Even as Styx nine times embraces Hell.
1904 · PDF PAGE 92
[92] III THE PARSONS PRAYER There was a priest who took much pleasure In amorous discourse onight. His only sorrow that a measure Was placed unto his might. He prayed let not his words escape us ! Unto Priapus. Thou God whom constantly I serve (As constantly as any can) Endow me with more strenuous nerve, Make me a mightier man ! Increase my powers of ejection ! Grant me more erection ! The god took heed unto his prayer A faithful servant deserves pay Yet, pondering, fingers run through hair, He curtly answered Nay His suppl…
1905 · PDF PAGE 26
…d in Eurydice her hair; Clothed in serpent kisses, souls outnumbering _ Dewdrops flung in spray through air. I have lain and watched the night diminish, Fade and fall into the arms of day, Caring not if earth itself should finish, Caring only if my lover stay ; Listening to her breathing, Laughing, lover-weaving All the silken gold and glory of her head, Kissing as if time Forgot its steeps to climb, Made eternity’s, one with all the dead. Sirny CALLIOPE Listen, then listen, O Thracian ! Oeager lay on the lea: I, from my heavenly station ; I, f…
1913 · PDF PAGE 119
. Twig?=dost thou understand? Also the Phoenix takes twigs to kindle the fire in which it burns itself. 34. Laylah is the Arabic for night. 35. al] =x1+30+30+5=66. L+A+I1+L+A+H =77, which also gives MZL, the Influence of the Highest, OZ, a goat, and so on. . Death is said by the Arabs to ride a camel. The Path of Gimel (which means camel) leads from Tiphereth to Kether, and its Tarot Trump is the ‘* High Priestess.” . UNT, Hindustani for camel. J.e. Would that BABALON might look on thee with favour. . These eggs being speckled, resemble the wan…
1929 · PDF PAGE 496
…ths everything went as smoothly as if she had been really a man. But that beleaguered section of her brain sent out spies under cover of night, and whispered to the besiegers sinister suggestions, to shake their confidence in themselves. The idea was born and grew that she was essentially my inferior. She began to feel my personality as an obsession. She began to dread being dominated, though perfectly well aware that I wished nothing less, that her freedom was necessary to my enjoyment of my own. But she failed to rid herself of this hallucina…
1904 · PDF PAGE 39
…ther had thrown down its arms, and tossed off as one man. Yet a third was so worn by its debauchery with the gilded youth who haunt the Knightsbridge bars that the jury of matrons who examined them decided that to hurry them North was to waste the railway fares, and to raise false hopes in the nation. It was up to me ! Luckily, I was up to it. Hour after hour my gaudy bollocks jerked their wiry emissions into the apparently insatiable cut-and-come-again of this hot-arsed bawdy-basket. Night after night, with short intermissions at the arrival o…
1906 · PDF PAGE 12
…elt me its gold to money, Coin me that small, small ring Stamped with the Hoof of Satan, Bearing the name of King. Then, in the murky midnight, Silently lead me down, Down into Hell’s dark portals, Far in the West of Town. Then to the shrieks of devils Writhing in torments keen, Sing me the song that tells me Ever of Walham Green. Sing of the little half-sovereign Dancing in golden sheen ; Leave me in Hell—or, better, Leave me in Walham Green. ODE TO SAPPHO. O LESBIAN maiden ! O pluméd and snowlike in glory of white- | ness ! O mystical brightn…
1898 · PDF PAGE 64
…IPGYE Where was light when thy body came Out of the womb of a perished prayer ? Where was life when the sultry air, Hot with the lust of night and shame, Brooded on dust, when thy shoulders bare Shone on the sea with a sudden flame Into all Time to abundant fame ? CHORUS Daughter of Lust by the foam of the sea ! Mother of flame ! Sister of shame ! Tiger that Sin nor her son cannot tame ! Worship to thee ! Glory to thee ! Venus Callipyge, mother of me. Fruitless foam of a sterile sea, Wanton waves of a vain desire, Maddening billows flecked with…
1898 · PDF PAGE 126
… secret-cinctured armoury Of pleasures seems—how utter sweet !— The gaping spear-wound in his side Wherein I smote the Crucified ! Come, night ! dip, shadows ! Only let One incense-flame burn red and low, Regild the golden coronet, Gleam on her nude lewd hips, and glow On hours of weariless desire, A bastard and infernal fire. Smite me, my fiend-fair whore, nor spare My raging hips, but wake again The old desires ere I’m aware, Joy more intense from cruel pain : They say he hoped his crown to fix By his delirious crucifix. Yes, spare me not, re…
1903 · PDF PAGE 39
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1903 · PDF PAGE 106
…less bargain to engrossing death.” Romeo and Juliet. Sleep, O deep splendour of disastrous years, Gone like a star fallen at the fall of night ! Wake, O mute mouth and majesty of light, Made of no sound that even silence hears, But born of strings intangible, of spheres Shaken of love, a mightier music’s might Frailer to sound than dewfall is to sight ! Wake, O sweet soul incorporate of tears ! Or else dream on and let no tears begem Love’s crown of thorns, ensanguine diadem, But let pale kisses blossom, starry shrine Of lips most deathlike, th…
1908 · PDF PAGE 12
…GOD, That art the spirit in the sod. Thou art the bird within the bower, And Thou the honey in the flower ! Thou art the moon in Egypt’s night ; The shade from Afric’s blasting light ! In all the world of ill we bow To the one good, and that is Thou. For blazing in Thy blessed womb Glitters the CHRIST, a star of doom To cast the stars of evil kings Into the blind abyss of things. Hail, Mary, hail ! Thou didst conceive The Holy Child whom we believe. Draw Thou our loyal spirits hence In rapture and in reverence ! Still be the beatific balm To he…
1907 · PDF PAGE 139
…l wings; In depth and in height, In darkness and light, In weakness and might, In blindness and sight, In mercy and spite, In day and in night, Averse or aright, For dule or delight, I am master of things. ORPHEUS. O mother, I fear me! The might of the lyre ! They tremble to hear me, The powers of the fire. Come near me to cheer me! Be near and inspire ! Be strength in my heart and good courage, and speed in the single desire ! The fire knows its master ! They flicker and flare, Dread dogs of disaster, Wild slaves of despair. Faster and faster—…
1922 · PDF PAGE 62
…ty of the drug comes in. If one goes on the bust in the ordinary way on alcohol, one gets what the Americans call “the morning after the night before.” Nature warns us that we have been breaking the rules; and Nature has given us common sense enough to know that although we can borrow a bit, we have to pay back. We have drunk alcohol since the beginning of time; and it is in our racial consciousness that although ‘“‘a hair of the dog” will put one right after a spree, it won't do to choke oneself with hair. But with cocaine, all this caution is…
1922 · PDF PAGE 241
… record to read. I can’t remember dates, though. I don’t even know what year it is. The leaves in the park tell me it is autumn, and the nights are getting longer. The night is better than the day; there is less to irritate. We don’t sleep, of course, we fall into a torpor. Basil told me about it once. He called it the dark night of the soul. One has to go through it on the way to the Great Light. The light of day is torture. Every sense is an in- strument of the most devilish pain. There is no flesh on our bones. This perpetual craving for H! …