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…ll, For wheat reaped thistles, and for worship wrought A fouler idol of his meanest thought: A monster, vengeful, cruel, traitor, slave, Lord of disease and father of the grave, A treacherous bully, feeble as malign, Intolerable, inhuman, undivine, With spite close girded and with hatred shod, A snarling cur, the Christian’s Christless God. Out! misbegotten monster! with thy brood, The obscene offspring of thy pigritude, Incestuous wedlock with the Pharisees That hail the Christ a son of thee! Our knees Bend not before thee, and our earth-bowed…
1901 · PDF PAGE 86
… the bridge—no man’s heart trod you there ? ” Then crossed his breast in uttering some prayer : “ I pray you follow of your courtesy, My lord ! ” I followed very bitterly. “ Likes you the sword I gave ? ” I did not dare Answer one word. My soul was hating me. He bade me draw. I silently obeyed. My eye shirked his as blade encountered blade. I was determined he should take my life. “ Went your glance back—encountering my wife ? ” “ Taunt me ! ” I cried ; “ I will not be afraid ! ” My whole soul weary of the coward strife. He seemed to see no ope…
1909 · PDF PAGE 44
… reading his own epitaph. But, really! Truly ! How our glad eyes glisten ! How our hearts romp ! Whatever we may say, Have never adoubt, Lord, that it’s all thanksgiving! If Thou dost thus for people every day, How very easy Thou must make a living ! We would be like Thee! if we had the power We would fill all folk with supernal blisses, Breed life's sweet briar to the tull June flower And on their praises feed our proper kisses. For as you said '’ However kind the gods are, We could be kinder yet I think the odds are ”.
1911 · PDF PAGE 295
…That shines in the Bull above I can rein the riotous car Of galloping, galloping Love ; And straight to the steady ray Of the Lion-heart Lord I career, Pointing my flaming way With the spasm of night for a spear! Ο moon! O secret sweet! chalcedony clouds of caresses About the flame of our feet, The night of our terrible tresses ! Is it a wonder, then, If the people are mad with blindness, And nothing is stranger to men Than silence, and wisdom, and kindness? Nay! let him fashion an arrow Whose heart is sober and stout ! Let him pierce his God to …
1911 · PDF PAGE 295
…That shines in the Bull above I can rein the riotous car Of galloping, galloping Love ; And straight to the steady ray Of the Lion-heart Lord I career, Pointing my flaming way With the spasm of night for a spear! Ο moon! O secret sweet! chalcedony clouds of caresses About the flame of our feet, The night of our terrible tresses ! Is it a wonder, then, If the people are mad with blindness, And nothing is stranger to men Than silence, and wisdom, and kindness? Nay! let him fashion an arrow Whose heart is sober and stout ! Let him pierce his God to …
1913 · PDF PAGE 116
…logically the word crvy, "together with," is the San- skrit Sam; and the Hebrew ADNI is the Sanskrit ADHI. The phrase "together with the Lord," is then literally identical with the word Samadhi, which is the Sanskrit name of the phenomenon de- scribed by Saint Paul, this union of the ego and the non-ego, subject and object, this chymical marriage, and thus identical with the symbol- ism of the Rosy Cross, under a slightly different aspect. And since marriage can only take place between one and one, it is evident that no idea can thus be united,…
1913 · PDF PAGE 103
…mer and nails suffice To strike forth fire from ice. zuLu. I raise my spear, and fifty kings accord Their service to their warrior liege lord. [JouN remains silent and does not move. CHINESE. Come, let us enter to rebuild the shrine! joun. Give me the sign. [Done, the zuLu moving his hand to the priest's knee. JOHN makes no motion.| The sign is wrong. ARAB. Not strict averred? Ihave the word. [Whispers.] JoHN. The word is wrong. zuLu. Not rightly spoken ? I have thetoken. [Geves tt by ratsing his hand and lowering it, then seeking to grasp JOHN…
1913 · PDF PAGE 103
…mer and nails suffice To strike forth fire from ice. zuLu. I raise my spear, and fifty kings accord Their service to their warrior liege lord. [JouN remains silent and does not move. CHINESE. Come, let us enter to rebuild the shrine! joun. Give me the sign. [Done, the zuLu moving his hand to the priest's knee. JOHN makes no motion.| The sign is wrong. ARAB. Not strict averred? Ihave the word. [Whispers.] JoHN. The word is wrong. zuLu. Not rightly spoken ? I have thetoken. [Geves tt by ratsing his hand and lowering it, then seeking to grasp JOHN…
1909 · PDF PAGE 23
… the weeping wound ! Is it that wine that Avallaunius poured From the Red Cup when fair Titania swooned Before the wrath of her insulted lord? Is it the purple essence that distilled From Jesu’s side beneath the invoking spear? Or that pale vase that Proserpina filled From wells of her sad garden, cold and clear And something overbitter and oversweet ? Or in the rout of Dionysus did Some Bassarid prophesy in her holy heat On such a draught as I for you have hid In this the Graal of mine enchaunted shrine To pour for you, o mystic maiden o’ mine…
1911 · PDF PAGE 12
THE EQUINOX And be the glory for ever and ever unto the Most High God, Amen! Then I returned within my body, giving glory unto the Lord of Light and of the Darkness. In Saecula Saeculorum. Amen! (On composing myself to sleep, I was shewn an extremely brilliant “ in the Character of the Passing of the River, in an egg of white light. And I take this as the best of Omens. The letter was extremely vivid and indeed apparently physical. Almost a Dhyana.) November 17, 1900, Die A Note Concerning the thirty Aethyrs: The Visions of the 29th and 30th Ae…
1912 · PDF PAGE 31
…k ; it is yours. ORLANDO. I ask a rarer prize than life. MONICA. Take off the Sphinxs mask. ORLANDO. I want you for my wife. MONICA. My lord, ask something else. I am not worthy of love. ORLANDO. Love, if I read you, spells a word you know not of. Therefore therein for me the supreme triumph lies. [MONICA hesitates and prays silently. MONICA. My Venice, tis for thee I make the sacrifice. Must it be so ? Behold, like babe-soft moons of snow. Moons barely three days old, my virgin breasts aglow. Are these worth Magdalenes, that blaze throughou…
1928 · PDF PAGE 74
thee the Lord of Souls, and thou shalt be the master of living matter, more so even than the sculptor can be of his clay, and thou shalt know the pleasure, ceaselessly re-born, of leaving thyself to forget thyself in another, and to draw other souls, until thou dost confound them with thine own. And I answered him, Thank you for noth- ing. What should I do with this parcel of be- ings, who doubtless are worth no more than my poor self? Though I have sometimes shame in remembering, I wish to forget nothing. And even if I did not know you, old …
1907 · PDF PAGE 30
…re cross-twisted, bruised, is thrust, a spar, Wreckage of some wild sea, to seas without a star. Listen, O lady, listen, reverend Abbot, Lord of the Monastery, Fort Augustus !! Hear an awakening spirit’s a. b, ab! but Let not thy medieval logic thrust us Into contempt; nor, lady, can we trust us Wholly to thy most pardonable failing, Sentiment; one will rot, the other rust us. Let us just listen to the spirit ailing :— ’Tis like a God in bliss, or like a damned soul wailing ! 2 1 This monastery is chosen because of its unpleasant proximity to C…
1901 · PDF PAGE 55
…e fathomless night. So is the spirit of the loftier man Made holy and most strong against his fate; So is the desolate visage of the wan Lord of Amenti covered, and the gate Of Ra made perfect. So the waters flow Over the earth, throughout the sea, Till all its deserts glow,
1911 · PDF PAGE 211
…t, From gray to (he one black light! Ο silence and sound In the {ar profound! Ο serpent of scales as an armour To bind on the breast oia lord! Not deaf to the Voice of the Charmer, Not blind to the sweep of the sword! I strike to the deep That thou stir in thy sleep! Rise up from mine innermost being! Lift up the gemmed head to the heart! Lift up till the eyes that were seeing Be blind, and their life depart! Till the Eye that was blind Be a lamp to my mind! Coil fast all thy coils on me, dying, Absorbed in the sense of the Snake! Stir! leave t…
1911 · PDF PAGE 211
…t, From gray to (he one black light! Ο silence and sound In the {ar profound! Ο serpent of scales as an armour To bind on the breast oia lord! Not deaf to the Voice of the Charmer, Not blind to the sweep of the sword! I strike to the deep That thou stir in thy sleep! Rise up from mine innermost being! Lift up the gemmed head to the heart! Lift up till the eyes that were seeing Be blind, and their life depart! Till the Eye that was blind Be a lamp to my mind! Coil fast all thy coils on me, dying, Absorbed in the sense of the Snake! Stir! leave t…
1913 · PDF PAGE 112
… eld the shrine. Dreams, and devils, and things of death together, Chorus glorious, wild as wind and weather, Mocking; Shine, O our God! Lord God, now shine! Is the symbol of Life indeed departed? Hath-the augur indeed found bloodless-hearted Firstling lamb, and the dove without entrails? Is the hope of the world for ever sunken? Was the dream of us dark, demented, drunken? All in vain are we vowed before the veils? Were we false to the faith? Did hope desert us? Was not leonine love the grace that girt us? Why then bore we the shrine across th…
1913 · PDF PAGE 112
… eld the shrine. Dreams, and devils, and things of death together, Chorus glorious, wild as wind and weather, Mocking; Shine, O our God! Lord God, now shine! Is the symbol of Life indeed departed? Hath-the augur indeed found bloodless-hearted Firstling lamb, and the dove without entrails? Is the hope of the world for ever sunken? Was the dream of us dark, demented, drunken? All in vain are we vowed before the veils? Were we false to the faith? Did hope desert us? Was not leonine love the grace that girt us? Why then bore we the shrine across th…
1898 · PDF PAGE 6
…; In wells of heaven to quench my thirst, And take Gods hand among the first. I conquered self ; I grew at last A prophet chosen of the Lord ; I blew the trumpets iron blast That called on Zimri Omris sword ; My voice inflamed the fiery steel That was to smite upon Jezreel. And now, I haste from yonder sands, With fervour filled, to say Gods doom To Ahab of the bloody hands, The spoiler of his fathers tomb, The slayer of the vineyard king. Gods judgment, and his fate, I bring. The city gleams afar ; I see Samarinas white walls on high ; …
1905 · PDF PAGE 25
…arity. Church and chapel perish ! Open Plyms to hell ! But Our kind of Brethren still in safety dwell. Raven’s lot can never ’gainst the lord prevail, We are his brave followers, you are Satan’s tail. Come then, outside peoples, join Our noble throng ! Blend with Ours your voices in the triumph song ! Glory, praise and honour unto Us alone ! Christians’ necks our footstool, Heaven itself Our throne ! P.S.—BELOVED BRETHREN,—The spirit indeed is willing, but the flesh is weak. For I, like Balaam (in the old legend), was compelled to express our r…