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Page 41 of 2031910 · PDF PAGE 147
…ts, achieved twelve labours, won to ease, And was done down to death and madness by The subtle poison that himself distilled. So all the God in life is chilled To a corpse. The informing one ? Gods a cast clout Of a leper ! Leave me here, corruptest of earths whores To scrape my sores Cry like a dog and run about the city ! There is no word left, now the deed is dead ! No thought of her is in me ; I am a stranger To all that dream of danger And bliss that Rose was. The green shoots
1912 · PDF PAGE 80
… teeth o the tigress clenched in death. The heart that smoked Hells lust is cold. ORLANDO. [Turns and sees MONICA, as he thinks, dead] God, then my sword drink vengeance deep ! GABRIELE. This thrust balk thy revenge ! [GABRIELE stabs him treacherously in his amazement. ORLANDO. O treacherous dagger-sweep ! GABRIELE. Ay ! shes not dead, black fool ! But mine for the tortureDrink Black lees of hells own wine, thy poisoned soul to sink In mire and filth of agony, shameChrist, Ill drench Desire of hate in her own rotting bodys stench. But d…
1913 · PDF PAGE 227
… my love; I make my songs while waiting, My lips in missing thine but idly prating. (vy) For all the glowing panoply of earth The wingéd god must stand responsible; The mavis’ song, the roses’ scent, the mirth Of spring, the spirit’s passion, aping hell. So I, knowing my love, am girded round With all the armour of the wanton spring And her pagan festivals; the swelling ground, The ripe blue sky, the ever-moving wing Of birth, have lent me glamour of desire, And I will go as a god, to mould afresh With my most inner and supernal fire A veil for…
1913 · PDF PAGE 227
… my love; I make my songs while waiting, My lips in missing thine but idly prating. (vy) For all the glowing panoply of earth The wingéd god must stand responsible; The mavis’ song, the roses’ scent, the mirth Of spring, the spirit’s passion, aping hell. So I, knowing my love, am girded round With all the armour of the wanton spring And her pagan festivals; the swelling ground, The ripe blue sky, the ever-moving wing Of birth, have lent me glamour of desire, And I will go as a god, to mould afresh With my most inner and supernal fire A veil for…
1913 · PDF PAGE 82
…- solve this Naught-y Knot! O! Ay! this I and O—IO!—IAO! For I owe ‘*I” aye to Nibbana’s Oe.”8 I Pay—Pé, the dissolution of the House of God—for Pé comes after O—after Ayin that
1907 · PDF PAGE 231
…r aim: if you are spiritually minded: if you interpret every phenomenon that is presented to your sen- sorium as a particular dealing of God with your soul. But if you come back from the celebration of the Eucharist and say, ‘‘ Mr. Hogwash was very dull to-day,” you will never get to heaven, where the good poets live, and nobody else ; nor to hell, whose inhabitants are exclusively bad poets. There is more hope for a man who should go to Lord’s and say he saw the angels of God ascending and descending upon C. B. Fry. It is God who sees the poss…
1898 · PDF PAGE 58
…reen earth with blood, But make not me the devilish minister Of such a deed as this! No respite ?—-Must? Irrevocable? I dare not call on God. Thou, thou wilt serve me if I do this thing? Oh, if this be a snare thou settest now, Who hast once already mocked our pact, I swear By God, I cast thee off. Leviathan! Accept the bargain. And I seal it—thus. [Writing in the air
1912 · PDF PAGE 48
…en, what shall I deem of the Three ? THE DOGE. My son, the keys of power are in your hand this hour. The garden is yours ; the shower is Gods ; may He grant the flower ! MORTADELLO. Father, I take my leave ; to-morrows busi- ness presses. Venice shall wake to joy-bells. THE DOGE. Make the wildernesses To blossom like the rose, my God, in whom I trust. MORTADELLO. Trust me to strike, my father. THE DOGE. Son, we are but dust [They greet solemnly, and MORTADELLO departs by the secret entry. Is it vainglory, or the confidence of youth ? I would …
1912 · PDF PAGE 149
THE FORTY—EIGHT CALLS OR KEYS THE THIRD KEY BEHOLDl saith your God! I am a circle on whose hands stand Twelve Kingdoms. Six are the seats of living breath: the rest are as sharp Sickles, or the Horns of Death Wherein the creatures of Earth are and are not, except (in) mine own hands; which sleep and shall rise] In the First I made ye stewards, and placed ye in twelve seats of government: giving unto every one of you power successively over the 456 true ages οἱtime: to the intent that from the highest vessels and the corners of your governments …
1912 · PDF PAGE 149
THE FORTY—EIGHT CALLS OR KEYS THE THIRD KEY BEHOLDl saith your God! I am a circle on whose hands stand Twelve Kingdoms. Six are the seats of living breath: the rest are as sharp Sickles, or the Horns of Death Wherein the creatures of Earth are and are not, except (in) mine own hands; which sleep and shall rise] In the First I made ye stewards, and placed ye in twelve seats of government: giving unto every one of you power successively over the 456 true ages οἱtime: to the intent that from the highest vessels and the corners of your governments …
1899 · PDF PAGE 21
PRELUDE. XXi And Freedom stands, re-risen from the rod, A goodlier godhead than the broken God ; Uniting all the universe in this Music more musical than breezes’ kiss, A song more potent than the sullen sea, The triumph of the freedom of the free, One stronger song than thrilled the rapturous birth Of stars and planets and the mother, earth ; As lovers, calling lovers when they die, Strangle death’s torture in love’s agony; As waters, shaken by the storm, that roar, Sea unto sea; as stars that burn before The blackness; as the mighty cry of sw…
1913 · PDF PAGE 101
…ffy was in bed. I took a carving knife, And cut off Taffy's head. Taffy is merely short for Taphtatharath, the Spirit of Mercury and the God of Welshmen or thieves. " My house " is of course equivalent to " my magick circle." Note that Beth, the letter of Mercury and " The Magus," means "a house." The beef is the symbol of the Bull, Apis the Redeemer. This is therefore that which is written: " Oh my God, disguise thy glory I Come as a thief, and let us steal away the sacraments ! " In the following verse we find that Taffy is " in bed," owing t…
1914 · PDF PAGE 7
CHICAGO MAY ‘That sets all loathing tingling through my spine, This hate, hate, hate of this “ good luck” of mine! ag Good luck! God save us! Is there one thing worth Gold buys? You bought love; here's the goods! For health, Look at the ploughman toiling in the earth ! Disease and hatred won you by your wealth, ‘And scorn—foul scorn—even from the tipsy knaves ‘You fling your dollars to, and think them slaves! Each one of all the maggots that swarm round ‘Your swollen carcass knows exactly that; What is too rotten, what is fairly sound, ‘How muc…
1919 · PDF PAGE 2
… to me, Come with Apollo in bridal dress (Shepherdess and pythoness) Come with Artemis, silken shod, And wash thy white thigh, beautiful God, In the moon of the woods, on the marble mount, ‘The dimpled dawn of the amber fount! Dip the purple of passionate prayer In the crimson shrine, the scarlet snare, The soul that startles in eyes of blue To watch thy wantonness weeping through ‘The tangled grove, the gnarled bole Of the living tree that is spirit and sou! ‘And body and brain—come over the sea, (Go Pan! Io Pan!) Devil or god, to me, to me, ‘…
1902 · PDF PAGE 93
Heinrich. You are the poet ! To your instinct then ! Here's to the insight given us by God ! Landgrave. Wolfram is right ; a truce to jest to-day. The dogs are loose. Ride forward, gentlemen ! [Amid the winding of horns and cries of the hunts- men the company moves off. Heinrich. They hate his very name I Dear Tannhauser ! \Exit. 91
1905 · PDF PAGE 15
… it not better with a bosom warm And accents sweet To help to raise (and no man will upbraid you) Your sisters fallen far ? ’ Tis vain ! God’s worst omission—Heart—has made you The thing you are !
1905 · PDF PAGE 78
CHALDEAN FOOLS CHALDEAN fools, who prayed to stars and fires, Believed there was a God who punished liars. These gods of theirs they often would invoke, Apparently with excellent effect : They trusted to escape the penal smoke By making Truth the trade-mark of their sect. How fortunate that we are Christian Folk, And know these notions to be incorrect ! 73
1899 · PDF PAGE 186
…but thy smile to inspire some sad melodious lay. From whose rude caverns sweep these gusty wings That shake the steeples as they mock at God ? Who reared the stallion wind? Whose foaling flings The billows starward? Whose the steeds fire-shod That sweep throughout the world? What spearman sings The fearful chant of war That fires, and spurs, and maddens all the kings That rule o’er earth, and air, and ocean? Whose hand excites the star | To shatter into fiery flakes? No man,. No petty god, but One who governs all, Slips the sun’s leash, perceiv…
1911 · PDF PAGE 7
THE VISION AND THE VOICE reveal it unto none: for the ear is not framed that shall hear it: nor the tongue that can speak it! O Lord God, blessed, blessed, blessed be Thou for ever! Thy Shadow is as great Light. Thy Name is as the Breath of Love across all Worlds. (A vast Svastika is shewn unto me behind the Angel with the Book.) Rend your garments, O ye clouds! Uncover yourselves! for the Love of My Son! Who are they that trouble thee? Who are they that slew thee? O Light! Come thou, who art joined with me to bruise the Dragon’s head. We, who …
1912 · PDF PAGE 21
…ch it was not lawful to speak.” Mohammed speaks crudely of his having been “visited by the Angel Gabriel,” who communicated things from “God.” Moses says that he “beheld God.” ᾽