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1905 · PDF PAGE 257

Collected Works (Vol. I)

…. HERALD. Lord Bertram ! BERTRAM. I shall sing in other key. [Szzys. He is the equal of the gods, my queen, He crowned and chosen out of men, Who sits beside thee, sees Love's laughing ecstasies Flame in thy face, and alter then To the low light of passion dimly seen In shaded woods and dells, Love’s wide demesne. But me! I burn with love! My lips are wan ! Thy face is turned—I flame! I melt! I fall! My heart is chilled and dark; My soul’s ethereal spark Is dulled for sorrow ; my despairs recall At last Thy name, O gracious Paphian, Lady of Mer…

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1898 · PDF PAGE 20

Jephthah

…les He fights as we fight them, our victories bring For His temple a tribute of tears. Enter Jephthah amid his Soldiers, with many young men of Israel. | JEPHTHAH. Yea, for a man’s sword should not turn again To his own bosom, and the sword of fear Smites not in vain the heart of cowardice. But who hath called me hither to what end ? ELEAZAR. For these, and for the sake of Israel. JEPHTHAH. And who are these? And who are Israel? CHORUS. Turn not thy face from us in wrath, for we Are thine own father’s children, and his loins With double fervour…

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1899 · PDF PAGE 27

Jephthah and Other Mysteries

…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…

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1899 · PDF PAGE 51

Jephthah and Other Mysteries

…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…

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1899 · PDF PAGE 59

Tale of Archais

…rget, And the chill mountains of unlovely song, And the false quags where jealousy lives yet, Or the ill rivers at whose restless shrine Men offer incense to new gods, and wrong The deity they loved, the dear divine Body and breath of Love’s own avatar. They hunt our love from sea to sea, they set Cold fetters on our limbs that would beget

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1910 · PDF PAGE 399

The Equinox (Volume I, Number III)

…ir!” He returned That “While the land was overgrown With giant, fiend, and ogre burned My sword ; but now the Paynim bars Are broke, and men to virtue turned : Therefore I sit upon the scars Amid my beard, even as the sun Sits in the company of the stars!” Then Lancelot bade this deed be done, The achievement of the Questing Beast. Which when he spoke that holy one Rose up, and gat him to the east With Lancelot; when as they drew Unto the palace and the feast He put his littlest finger to The dwarf, who rose to upper air, Piercing the far etern…

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1910 · PDF PAGE 399

The Equinox (Volume I, Number IV)

…ir!” He returned That “While the land was overgrown With giant, fiend, and ogre burned My sword ; but now the Paynim bars Are broke, and men to virtue turned : Therefore I sit upon the scars Amid my beard, even as the sun Sits in the company of the stars!” Then Lancelot bade this deed be done, The achievement of the Questing Beast. Which when he spoke that holy one Rose up, and gat him to the east With Lancelot; when as they drew Unto the palace and the feast He put his littlest finger to The dwarf, who rose to upper air, Piercing the far etern…

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1910 · PDF PAGE 129

The Scented Garden

…are many flamelets, and will soon expire, but my soul is One Flame, and will not. And there is a tale of an harlot, who retorted on some men who reviled her : “ You are like the raindrops ; but this my vul- va is One Pool.” They stoned her for the blasphe- my.

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1912 · PDF PAGE 83

Sir Palamedes

… may know the Beauteous Breath And taste the Goodly Gift of Grace? Keep Thou yet firm this trembling leaf My soul, dear God Who died for men; Yea! for that sinner-soul the chief, Sir Palamede the Saracen!” 77

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1913 · PDF PAGE 97

Cambridge Poets 1900–1913

…dst thou renounce thy scented pride. Not for the roll of endless years Or fields of Joy undewed by tears Didst thou desert the courts of men . Tell me thy truth , grave Magdalen !" She trembled , and her eyes grew dim : “ For love of Him , for love of Him .” I ROSE FROM DREAMLESS HOURS . | ROSE from dreamless hours and sought the morn 1 That beat upon my window : from the sill I watched sweet lands , where Autumn light new - born Swayed through the trees and lingered on the hill . If things so lovely are , why labour still To dream of something…

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1961 · PDF PAGE 92

Liber Aleph

…ll. Thou knowest well how greatly I was rewarded. Yet in this last Initiation to the Grade of Magus, wherein three-and- seventy Days, as Men count Days, is but One Day, the Ordeal grew so fierce and intolerable that I gave back a Step. I did not utterly renounce the Work, but I swore not to continue unless mine Agony were abated. But after fifteen Days, I came to myself in a certain Ordeal, wherein I knew myself finally, that I could do no other than take up that fearful Burden that had broken my Spirit. And for these fifteen Days have I not su…

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1930 · PDF PAGE 5

Magick in Theory and Practice (Section 2)

… such that the idea of murder is nowise offensive to the Spirit of Love. It is indeed the cntenon of spiritual caste that conflicting éléments should not coexist in the same consciousness. The psalm- singing Puritan who persécutes publicans, and secretly soaks himself in hre-water; the bewhiskered philanthropist in broad- cloth who swindles his customers and sweats his employées: these men must not be regarded as single-minded scoundrels, whose use of religion and respectability to cioke their villainies is a deliberate disguise dictated by the…

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1910 · PDF PAGE 128

The Scented Garden

120 Concentration. XXXIV THE TALISMAN Upon the Shah’s third finger gleams A ruby bright as summer’s beams. It hath a magic spell, men say, To guard him from deceitful dreams. Nor while thy podex grips my tool Canst thou deceive me, boy, it seems.1 If other thoughts invade my heart, Of thee my heart but lightly deems. As he who worships Allah2 knows, His Teacher light the fool esteems Whose mind is occupied with sense — And how the crowd of senses teems !3 But El Qahar doth love ; collects Into one ocean all the streams.4 1. This is the Rabelasi…

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1912 · PDF PAGE 22

Sir Palamedes

…f her breath. The dews of horror rise and drench Sir Palamede the Saracen. Then, rising from the hideous meal, He plunges to the land of men With nerves renewed and limbs of steel. Who is the naked man that rides Yon tameless stallion on the plain, His face like Hell's? What fury guides The maniac beast without a rein?

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1913 · PDF PAGE 136

Cambridge Poets 1900–1913

H . O. Meredith . I cried in ecstasy “ Rejoice , Ye daughters and ye sons of men , Lift up your heart, lift up your voice, Do ye not hear the measured strain , That penetrates and interweaves Sand of the sea and earthy clod , Which fruit and flower , grass and leaves Pour forth unceasingly to God ? The hills are ordered in due ranks , The stars depart not from their course , The mighty rivers keep their banks Strength of the land and ocean - force Swing to each other equipoised , The space each yields to each restored , Hear ye not in their mar…

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1898 · PDF PAGE 62

Songs of the Spirit

…unite Our ways diverging, and make one again The deathless love that burns a beacon bright On the black deeps, the irremeable main, That men must launch on, the exalted plain Of Life. We sever, and our tears are few, Knowing perchance beyond the moment’s pain 52

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1929 · PDF PAGE 40

Moonchild

…t a little closer to it. I'm not going to bother you much longer with this dry theoretical part; I'll only just tell you that a fourth dimension, besides explaining the difficulties of gravitation, and some others, gives us an idea of how it is that there is only a definite fixed number of kinds of things, from which all others are combined. "And now we can get down to business. Brother Cyril, who obliged with the cube, will be so good as to produce a wooden cone — and a basin of water." Brother Cyril complied. "I want you to realize," went on …

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1899 · PDF PAGE 38

Jephthah and Other Mysteries

…les He fights as we fight them, our victories bring For His temple a tribute of tears. Enter Jephthah amid his Soldiers, with many young men of Israel. | JEPHTHAH. Yea, for a man’s sword should not turn again To his own bosom, and the sword of fear Smites not in vain the heart of cowardice. But who hath called me hither to what end ? ELEAZAR. For these, and for the sake of Israel. JEPHTHAH. And who are these? And who are Israel? CHORUS. Turn not thy face from us in wrath, for we Are thine own father’s children, and his loins With double fervour…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 61

Oracles

…d. III Jesus ! recall Gethsemane afresh, Where thy simplicity his pity sought Who in his heaven heard, and mocked for nought, Coarse hangmen pierce with nails thy living flesh. IV When on thy godhead spat the virulence Of scum of soldiery and kitchen-knaves ; When thou didst feel the thorns pierce bloody graves Within thy brain where Manhood burnt intense ; V When thy bruised broken body’s horrid weight Racked thy stretched arms, that sweat and blood enow Coursed down the marble paleness of thy brow, Lift up on high, a butt for all men’s hate :…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 75

Collected Works (Vol. III)

…tes vong twice.] You may retire, father. [PRIEST dows and retires. Enter CAPTAIN and stands at salute.| Ah, Captain, you have your fifty men in readiness? CAPTAIN. Yes, my lord. [Sa/ztes.] ALAIN. Let them be drawn up behind yon door. When I clap my hands you will raise the arras, but let no man move. And let ’em be silent—the man I hear Thang. [CAPTAIN salutes.} You may go. [CAPTAIN salutes, and exit, ALAIN reaches to a tome on the table.) Now, Flaccus, let us spend this night together as we have spent so many. The crisis of my life—my brother’…

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