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SCENES. .I. THE ANGEL OF PITY. II. THE ANGEL OF LOVE. IItl. THE ANGEL OF DEATH. , IV. THE FORM OF THE FOURTH WAS LIKE THE SON OF GOD. PERSONS. PERCY BRANDON (a Poet). EsME VAUGHAN. Mr. VAUGHAN (her Father). MR. BRANDON (Father of Percy). A FRIEND TO VAUGHAN. Butler, Footmen, etc., etc.
…nly a hand energized by him. And now it is the dance of Shiva. I lie beneath his feet, his saint, his victim. My form is the form of the God Phtah, in my essence, but the form of the god Seb in my form. And this is the reason of existence, that in this dance which is delight, there must needs be both the god and the adept. Also the earth herself is a saint; and the sun and the moon dance upon her, torturing her with delight. This vision is not perfect. I am only in the outer court of the vision, because I have undertaken it in the service of th…
54 MAGICK WITHOUT TEARS Demiurge, a creative God behind whom is an eternal formless Greatness-anything to confuse the issue! Sometimes the Universe is supported by an elephant; he, in turn, stands on a tortoise ... by that time it is hoped that the enquirer is too tired and muddled to ask what holds up the tortoise. Sometimes, a great Father and Mother crystallize out of some huge cloudy confusion of "Elements" - and so on. But nobody answers the question; at least, none of these God-inventing mules, with their incurably commonplace minds. H. S…
…n did I learn the lore of Earth, For mine was the light of Pan ; The barren riddle unsolved by birth Was solved as the hot fire ran. The god’s tongue flashed, and he roared with glee At each spasm he drew from the breast of me, And the mystery of Panic mirth Lay bare in the sight of a man. XIII And many a love long since I’ve known, And many a city rare ; I have sung and harped, I have fought and flown, I have wandered everywhere. But the thought of that day by the water-side, The god’s hot breath and the hidden bride, Makes me more shy as I wa…
…n did I learn the lore of Earth, For mine was the light of Pan ; The barren riddle unsolved by birth Was solved as the hot fire ran. The god’s tongue flashed, and he roared with glee At each spasm he drew from the breast of me, And the mystery of Panic mirth Lay bare in the sight of a man. XIII And many a love long since I’ve known, And many a city rare ; I have sung and harped, I have fought and flown, I have wandered everywhere. But the thought of that day by the water-side, The god’s hot breath and the hidden bride, Makes me more shy as I wa…
…desolate marauder Never over us shall swing Such a sceptre as should bring Sorrow to one home of ours. Better bear the heavy hours Under God’s avenging breath, Better brave the horrid powers, Better taste the foreign death, Humbling all our pride before God’s most holy throne, abasing Every man’s strong soul, and facing All the heathen Ammon bore On the angry shore, JEPHTHATI _ 69 Trusting to the mercy rare Of Jehovah, than to bare Hearts and bosoms to a friend Who high truth and faith may swear, And betray us at the end To his robber bands. So…
…e fury yet shall wake, and fire in- form The inane basalt and coruscations dim Of smouldering infamy. Bow down in awe! It is enough. The Gods areat feast. With- draw ! LA GUERRE SHE sits and screams above the folk of peace, Deafening their quiet ears with hideous clamour, Abhorred and careless she bids order cease. Her hate resolves the shriek into a stammer Ofinarticulate rage. The wounded man Twisted in agony beneath her squirms To hear her raucous blasphemies outspan The grip of God at this his last of terms. Yea! he must die with horror in …
THE MOTHER’S TRAGEDY 27 Remembrance that there was a God. I say I see the whole bright universe a tomb, With creeping spectres moving in the mist, Some suffocating poison that was air. O Pheedra! lend me of thy wickedness, Lest I go mad to contemplate myself ! I choke—I grope—TI fall! What name is this That strikes my spirit as a broken bell Struck by some devilish hammer? In my brain Reverberates some word impossible. O I am broken on the wheel of death ; My bones are ground in some infernal mill ; My blood is as the venom of a snake, Striking…
While such a questing there resounds As God had loosed the very Pit, Or as a thirty couple hounds Are in its belly as it bounds! Full sick at heart, I ween, was then The loyal knight, the weak of wit, The butt of lewd and puny men, Sir Palamede the Saracen. 37
… alone the man. O silvern shape and span Of moonlight, reaching over the grey, large Breast of the surf-bound strand, Life of the earth, God’s child, Man’s bride, the light of the sweet land ! Are emeralds ever a spark of this clear green, Or sapphires hints of this diviner blue, Or rubies shadows of this rosy hue, Or light itself elsewhere so clear and clean? For all the sparkling dews of heaven fallen far Crystalline, fixed, forgotten (as a star Forgets its nebulous virginity) Are set in all the sky and earth and sea. Shining with solar fire,…
… bound, Even a star became the soul of silence most profound. Thus there, the centre of that death that darkened, I sat and listened, if God's voice should break And pierce the hallow of my ear that hearkened, Lest God should speak and find me not awake --- For his own sake. No voice, no song might pierce or penetrate That enviable universal state. The sun and moon beheld, stood still. Only the spirit's axis, will, Considered its own soul an sought a deadlier deep, And in its monotone mood Of supreme solitude Was neither glad nor sad because it…
ASSUMPTA CANIDIA 97 “ I wield Thy Power.” With my magic rod Again I strode before the Throne of God. “ Forgone my Virgin Splendour ! I aspire No longer as a maiden to thy Love. We twain are set in majesty above : My cloud is mighty as thy mystic Fire.” Vanished the mist, the light, the sense, the throne ! Vanished the written horror of the curse ; Vanished the stars, the sun, the Universe. I was in Heaven, lost, alone. Alone ! A new curse gathered as a sombre breath : “ Power without Wisdom is the Name of Death ! ” And therefore from my devasta…
…orny thigh, And the word of madaess and mystery, j © Pan! Io Pan! To Pan! Io Pan Pan! Pan Pan! Pan, Tamaman: Do as thou wilt, as a great god can, Pan! Io Pan! To Pan! Io Pan Pan! Iam awake In the grip of the snake. ‘The eagle slashes with beak and claw; The gods withdraw: ‘The great beasts come, Io Pan! I am borne To death on the horn Of the Unicorn. Tam Pan! IoPan! Jo Pan Pan! Pan! Tam thy mate, I am thy man, Goat of thy flock, I am gold, I am god, Flesh to thy bone; flower to thy rod. a With hoofs of steel I race on the rocks Through solstice…
…white and black; they face inwards, and their buttocks are almost worn away by the kisses of those who have come to worship that supreme God, who is the single end of all those diverse religions. But the shrine itself is higher than a man may reach. But the Angel that was with me lifted me, and I saw that the edge of the altar, as I must call it, was surrounded by holy men. Each has in his right hand a weapon—one a sword, one a spear, one a thunderbolt, and so on, but each with his left hand gives the sign of silence. I wish to see what is with…
…he aeon itself avail thee in this; for from the dust shall a white ash be prepared by Hermes the Invisible. 17. And this is the wrath of God, that these things should be thus. 18. And this is the grace of God, that these things should be thus. 19. Wherefore I charge you that ye come unto me in the Beginning; for if ye take but one step in this Path, ye must arrive inevitably at the end thereof. 20. This Path is beyond Life and Death; it is also beyond Love; but that ye know not, for ye know not Love. 21. And the end thereof is known not even un…
…he aeon itself avail thee in this; for from the dust shall a white ash be prepared by Hermes the Invisible. 17. And this is the wrath of God, that these things should be thus. 18. And this is the grace of God, that these things should be thus. 19. Wherefore I charge you that ye come unto me in the Beginning; for if ye take but one step in this Path, ye must arrive inevitably at the end thereof. 20. This Path is beyond Life and Death; it is also beyond Love; but that ye know not, for ye know not Love. 21. And the end thereof is known not even un…
… with the” | Movement of Things, ehy will pare of, and therefore one with, and therefore sscntal to, and therefore equal to, the Will of God. And since the wills but the dynamic axpect ‘of the self and since two different solves could. not poses identical will; then if thy will be God's wil, Dhow art hat, ‘There is but one other word to explain. “Elewhere itis writensrey for our great comfort— Love js the Law, Love under: Will This is to be taken as meaning that while Willis the Law, the nature of that Willis Love. But this Love it were a by-pr…
SCENES. .I. THE ANGEL OF PITY. II. THE ANGEL OF LOVE. IItl. THE ANGEL OF DEATH. , IV. THE FORM OF THE FOURTH WAS LIKE THE SON OF GOD. PERSONS. PERCY BRANDON (a Poet). EsME VAUGHAN. Mr. VAUGHAN (her Father). MR. BRANDON (Father of Percy). A FRIEND TO VAUGHAN. Butler, Footmen, etc., etc.
…eel ; I am the buffet and the ear ; I am the limbs, and I the wheel, Victim and executioner ! The Vampire of my heart am I, Lord of that God-forsaken train That, damned to laugh eternally, Know they can never smile again.
…fact behind it. Almost the whole of the Hindu psychology is an example of this kind of journalism. They are not content with the supreme God. The other man wishes to show off by having a supremer God than that, and when a third man comes along and finds them disputing, it is up to him to invent a supremest super-God. It is simply ridiculous to try to add to the definition of Nibbana by this invention of Parinibbana, and only talkers busy themselves with these fantastic speculations. The serious student minds his own business, which is the busin…