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Page 38 of 1281907 · PDF PAGE 98
…e Are broken. Thirteen centuries ago They would have said, ‘‘ Alas! the youth! We know : This devil hath from him plucked the im- mortal soul.” / say: you have dulled my centres of control ! V. If you were with me, I were blind to this: Ready to drain my arteries for your kiss, Feel your grasp tighten round my ribs until You crush me in the ecstasies that kill. Being away and breathing icy air I am half lover, caring not to care ; Half-man again—a mere terrestrial ball Thus breaking up a spiritual thrall— Eh, my philosophers ?—half-man may yet …
1911 · PDF PAGE 117
…aradise. Then, if he have kept the holy fire alight, perhaps with much false fuel, that fire shall instant blaze and fill the temple 01 his soul. By its insistent energy it shall destroy even the memory of all those marsh—lights that came to greet it; and the priest shall bow down in the glory, and grasp the altar with his hands, and strike it with his forehead seven times. Now this altar is the earthen altar of Demeter. Then understanding all things by the light of that love, he shall know that this is love, that this is the soul of the earth, th…
1911 · PDF PAGE 117
…aradise. Then, if he have kept the holy fire alight, perhaps with much false fuel, that fire shall instant blaze and fill the temple 01 his soul. By its insistent energy it shall destroy even the memory of all those marsh—lights that came to greet it; and the priest shall bow down in the glory, and grasp the altar with his hands, and strike it with his forehead seven times. Now this altar is the earthen altar of Demeter. Then understanding all things by the light of that love, he shall know that this is love, that this is the soul of the earth, th…
1898 · PDF PAGE 69
IN NEVILLE’S COURT, TRINITY COLLEGE, CAMBRIDGE. I THINK the souls of many men are here Among these cloisters, underneath the spire That the moon silvers with magnetic fire ; But not a moon-ray is it, that so clear Shines on the pavement, for a voice of fear It hath, unless it be the breeze that mocks My ear, and waves his old majestic locks About his head. There fell upon my ear : “ O soul contemplative of distant things, Who hast a poet’s heart, even if thy pen Be dry and barren, who dost hold Love dear, Speed forth this message on the fiery w…
1906 · PDF PAGE 109
…ngely beautiful To the new-comer; it wears off. II. They told me I was damned. The Shroff! Gave me ten dollars Mex. (For ease Of English souls the dead Chinese Are taxed) to pay my way in hell. On one pound sterling one lives well. For luxuries are cheaply paid Since Satan introduced Free Trade; And necessaries—woe is me !|— Are furnished to the damned soul free. Ill. God’s hell, Earth’s heaven, are not so far. Dinner brought oysters, caviar, ) Anchovies, truffles, curried rabbit (Bad for the apoplectic habit) While ancient brandy and champagne…
1913 · PDF PAGE 65
ALEISTER CROWLEY . IN NEVILLE 'S COURT , TRINITY COLLEGE , CAMBRIDGE . THINK the souls of many men are here Among these cloisters , underneath the spire That the moon silvers with magnetic fire ; But not a moon -ray is it, that so clear Shines on the pavement ; for a voice of fear It hath , unless it be the breeze that mocks My ear, and waves his old majestic locks About his head . There fell upon my ear ; “ O soul contemplative of distant things , Who hast a poet 's heart , even if thy pen Be dry and barren , who dost hold love dear , Speed fo…
1929 · PDF PAGE 450
…of relation was altogether new to me; and it was perhaps because of this, intensified as it was by the environment of the self-torturing soul of Russia, that I became inspired to create for the next six weeks. How stupid it is, by the way, that one is obliged to use words in senses inappropriate to, and sometimes incompatible with, the meaning which {712} one wishes to convey! Thus the idea of cruelty is bound up with that of the unwillingness of the patient, so that in the case of masochism the use of the word is ridiculous. We fail to see str…
1898 · PDF PAGE 25
…erchance I have not lived so far. Perchance to-day, Like a spring-flower that slowly opens out Its willing petals to the tender dawn, My soul may open to the knowledge of A dawn of new thought that may lead—— Voice. To God. Ph. Hope hardly dared to name it ! 15
1899 · PDF PAGE 11
…ance and fate, Laugh for joy and smile for dule, Weep brave tears while lute-strings sob, Clench brave hands when bosoms throb, Till his soul beyond control Break the fetters ; sweep across Worlds and waves on wings, wind-wafted, whiter than the albatross.
1901 · PDF PAGE 92
…e held me with the deadly look of her. I cried to Mary in the House of Rest: ‘““O Madonna of the Virgin eyes!” I pierced him to the very soul: I took His whole life’s love to me before he died: Mad kisses mingled that enduring look Of death-caught passion: in his death he cried, “‘O Madonna of the Golden Eyes!”
1903 · PDF PAGE 100
…nvisible.” Venus and Adonis. Note from this day no possible event. All secrets told, and all desires fulfilled, Primitive passion of our soul have killed. We dwell within a calmer element Perfectly pure and perfectly content. The subtler splendour of our love has stilled Those sombre glories that it never meant, Those giant meanings that it never meant. Fire only is our substance ; there we dwell, The Salamandrine with the Salamander. No fuel to crack, no water to make tunes, No air to blow us hither and thither ; well ! At our own will through…
1905 · PDF PAGE 92
VENUS Written in the temple of the L.I.L., No. 9, Central America. MISTRESS and maiden and mother, immutable mutable soul ! Love, shalt thou turn to another ? Surely I give thee the whole ! Light, shall thou flicker or darken ? Thou and thy lover are met. Bend from thy heaven and hearken ! Life, shalt thou fade or forget ? Surely my songs are gone down as leaves in the dark that are blown : Surely the laurel and crown have faded and left me alone. Vainly I cry in the sunlight ; moon pities my passion in vain. Dark to my eyes is the one light, a…
1910 · PDF PAGE 70
60 ATHOR AND ASAR ON the black night, beneath the winter moon, I clothed me in the limbs of Clodia, Swooning my soul out into her red throat, So that the glimmer of our skins, the tune Of our ripe rhythm, seeded the hideous play Of death-worms crawling on a corpse, afloat With life that takes its thirst Only from things accurst. Closer than Clodias clasp, Death had me down To his black heart, and fed upon my breath, So that we seemed a stillnesswhiter than The stars, more silent than the stars, a crown Of stars ! For in the icy kiss of death …
1898 · PDF PAGE 14
So brake the soul, as newly re-arisen Beyond the years. Far above Space and Time, that earth environ With bands and bars we strive against in vain, Far o’er the world, and all its triple iron And brazen chain, Far from the change that men call life fled higher Into the world immutable of sleep, We see our loved one, and vain eyes desire In vain to weep. Woeful our gaze, if on Ione Earth descendent, To view the absence of yon flame afar— Yet in the Heavens, anew, divine, resplendent, Behold a star ! One light the less, that steady flamed and eve…
1899 · PDF PAGE 149
…e King of Scotland dying On the Leny’s thundrous shore! “Thrice three hundred have I smitten With my single arm this day; Now of life my soul is weary, I am old, I pass away. “Grant me this, immortal monarch, _ Such a tomb as ne’er before, Such a tomb as never after - Monarch thought or monarch saw.”
1899 · PDF PAGE 179
LYRICAL AND DRAMATIC. 157 TWO SONNETS ON HEARING THE MUSIC OF BRAHMS AND TSCHAIKOWSKY. To C. G. LAMB. Y soul is aching with the sense of sound Whose angels trumpet in the angry air; Wild mznads with their fiery snakes enwound In the black waves of my abundant hair. Now hath my life a little respite found In the brief pauses exquisite and rare; In the strong chain of music I am bound And all myself before myself lies bare. Drown me, oh, drown me in your fiery stream! Wing me new visions, fierce enchanting birds ! Peace is less dear than this del…
1905 · PDF PAGE 96
G! O Nature, my mother, Heart melted on heart At last! Not another, Not any shall part Thy soul from my art. How should it be otherwise, Sister divine, Lover, my mother wise, Wiser than wine? Seeing I linger Here on the beach— Let God’s own finger Here to me reach, Making me singer Each unto each— Nature and Man made one In the light and fire of the sun, And the sobbing tune Of the moon, Wedded in cyclic bonds, Where fall the zon-fronds, Whose large bed bears a child (In its due period) Not merciful and not severe, Knowing nor love nor fear, Bu…
1908 · PDF PAGE 34
…d pallid, Who to the cross didst cleave and cling, Thy tears to life from death have rallied Thy SON, the Holy King ! Eater of flesh and soul and spirit, The Lord of Hell on dropping wing His doom of dolour doth inherit From our anointed King. See ! headlong where he reels and plunges To the abyss, a noisome thing ! He falls ! Our sin Thy SON expunges ! Thy SON, the Holy King ! Then, O thou mildest maiden mother, Thou feedest us ! our crowns we fling Here at Thy feet, who art no other Than Lady of our King F 27
1913 · PDF PAGE 83
…ring flame that nods, Kissing the brows that bend, Uniting all earth 's periods To one exalted end ! Still on the mystic Tree of Life My soul is crucified ; Still strikes the sacrificial knife Where lurks some serpent - eyed Fear , passion , or man 's deadly wife Desire , the suicide ! Before me dwells the Holy One Anointed Beauty 's King ; Behind me , mightier than the Sun , To whom the cherubs sing , A strong archangel , known of none , Comes crowned and conquering . An angel stands on my right hand With strength of ocean 's wrath ; Upon my l…
1913 · PDF PAGE 180
John Presland. From her forehead pushed her hair Drooping wearily , Shivered by the water there : “ Oh , soul's a curse ! ” said she. RIZZIO 'S SONG . From " Mary , Queen of Scots .” W HAT are roses for, my Queen , w White and crimson , leafed with green ? What are flowers for , bud and leaf ? Just to deck the brows of Love , An hour brief , an hour brief . What is life for, O my Queen , With its days of shade and sheen , Morn 's and evening 's pageantry ? Just to glad the eyes of Love , Quick to see , quick to see . What is death for , O my Qu…