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1901 · PDF PAGE 59

The Mother’s Tragedy

…l, and lithe, a leaping fawn Upon the mountains. PACHAD. Yea, I am a god. I am fire against the fountain of my birth, The storm upon the earth that nurtured me! Leave me: we twain have no more words to speak. THE LEPER. Neither in heaven nor in hell. I go, The dead king, worshipping the living man. [/xiz. PACHAD. I have been a god so long, my thoughts run halt From many contemplations. Like the flow Of a slow river deep and beautiful, My even life moved onward to full scope, The ocean of profounder deity, And—suddenly—the cataract! My soul, Cen…

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1910 · PDF PAGE 99

The Scented Garden

…t the donkey prate ! The wine-drawer and his beloved boy Unite above in the ecstatic state. Nor doth the Sufi need a heaven in Heaven :— Earth’s heaven to who hath God to heart for mate ! And if at first thy virgin podex bled4— He smiteth, for He is compassionate ! O Zahid, hear thou El Qahar5 the wise : “ By love hate ends ; hate never ends by hate.”6 1. They who worship Allah give pleasure to themselves, but He profiteth not at all there- by. [Mahbub’s comment]. 2. This doctrine of Freewill as the prize of Theurgy is curiously parallel to tha…

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1913 · PDF PAGE 150

The Equinox (Volume I, Number IX)

…f blue, Touching us, and piercing through All the sense-webs that we are, As the zethyr penetrates a star! Her hands caressing the black earth, Her sweet lithe body arched for love, Her feet a Zephyr to the flowers, She calls my name—she gives the sign That she is mine, supremely mine, And clinging to the infinite girth My soul gets perfect joy thereof Beyond the abysses and the hours; So that—I kiss her lovely brows; She bathes my body in perfume Of sweat . . . O thou, my secret spouse, Continuous One of Heaven! illume

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1913 · PDF PAGE 150

The Equinox (Volume I, Number X)

…f blue, Touching us, and piercing through All the sense-webs that we are, As the zethyr penetrates a star! Her hands caressing the black earth, Her sweet lithe body arched for love, Her feet a Zephyr to the flowers, She calls my name—she gives the sign That she is mine, supremely mine, And clinging to the infinite girth My soul gets perfect joy thereof Beyond the abysses and the hours; So that—I kiss her lovely brows; She bathes my body in perfume Of sweat . . . O thou, my secret spouse, Continuous One of Heaven! illume

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1905 · PDF PAGE 84

Orpheus

… of other is unbeholden. Ranged in dim spectral order and procession, We span man’s thought, we limit him in time ; None of the souls of earth have had possession Of larger loves or passions more sublime. Where the night-caverns hide our solemn session The summoning word lifts up our holy rhyme. Even as a mighty river, bend to bend, We rise in turn and look toward the end. Also, the Gods arisen from the living Lights of the sky, half hidden in the night, Vast shapes beholden of men unbelieving, Staggering the sense and reason with the sight. 85

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1914 · PDF PAGE 6

Chicago May

…is to all life immune As is the sun's self to the moon, ‘Yet this, that is not love, corrodes ‘That self, or clouds it. Lead me far From earth to the unmoved abodes ‘That lie beyond the utmost star! Ah, no! the martyr asks his Lord For martyrdom as his reward. Give me my pain, and let me keep My love! T have no fear to lose My hate: While now she lies asleep, T have one moment's power to choose. I choose the cross. My love shall gain ‘The price of all my Judas-pain. Il Pure hate is like pure love, a calm, a flow Of the pure spirit in a single s…

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1928 · PDF PAGE 127

Little Poems in Prose

…the only question worth consider- ing. In order not to feel the horrible burden of time which breaks your shoulders and bows you down to earth, you must intoxicate your- self without truce, but with what? With wine, poetry, or art?—As you will; but intoxicate yourself. And if sometimes upon the steps of a pal- ace, or upon the green grass of a moat, or in the sad solitude of your own room, you awake, intoxication already diminished or disappeared, ask of the wind, of the wave, of the star, of the bird, of the clock, of all that flies, of all th…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 111

Collected Works (Vol. I)

…ck her iron wave, And dawn brings blithesomeness ; Not as wher opiates lull the tortured brain And sprinkle lotus on the drowsy grave Of earth’s old bitterness ; But as when consciousness half rouses up And hurls back all the gibbering harpy crowd 3 And sleep’s draught deepeneth, And all the furies of hell’s belly sup In the brain’s palaces, and chant aloud Songs that foretaste of Death. Maddened, the brain breaks* from beneath the goad, Flings off again the foe, and from its hell Brings for a moment peace, Till weariness and her infernal load …

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1907 · PDF PAGE 124

Collected Works (Vol. III)

…ody sweat stood murderous On the writhen brow, the bosom of dis- tress? Ay! for his anguish thou art gain enough— One thought, worth all Earth's fame, and gold, and love! LE BAISER. INFINITE delicacy in great strength Holds the white girl and draws her into love. All her lithe subtlety, her lovely length, Is sealed in the embrace about, above Her visible life. What mastery of repose, Compulsion of motion lurks for us therein As we gaze back on Greece, as Nature glows, Simple and sacred, with no thought of sin, Yet born to trouble us, to fascina…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 126

Collected Works (Vol. III)

…! Utmost imagination’s eagle-flight Out-soar!” But he, by his own force un- done, I1is peacock pinions molten one by one, Falls to black earth through the impassive night. Lo! from uprushing earth arises love Ardent and secret, scented with the night, Amorous, ready. Sing the awakening bliss That catches him, from the inane above Hurled—nay, drawn down! What utter- most delight Dawns inthat death! Icarus and Gaia kiss. LA FORTUNE. ‘‘HfarL, Tyche ! From the Amalthean horn Pour forth the store of love! I lowly bend Before thee: I invoke thee at t…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 251

Collected Works (Vol. III)

… ‘The King - Ghost legions, iil. 107 The king was silent, i. 186 The keystone of this arch of misery, i. 164 The large pale limbs of the earth, 1. 68 -The law of causation is formally identical with this, ii. 249 is abroad. His spectre The life, by angels’ touch divinely lifted, i. 3x The life to live? The thought to think, ii. 144 The light streams stronger through the lamps of sense, ill. 95 The little money that we had to spend, ii. 83 The magical task and the labour is ended, ill, 200 The Meeting-Hoise of the Brethren Gathered Together To T…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 185

Collected Works (Vol. I)

…ed All but the Close, suggestive of the Vast. The heavy tropic scent-inspiring gloom Clothes the wide air, the circumambient cether. The earth grins open, as it were a tomb, _ And struggling earthquakes gnash their teeth beneath her. The night is monstrous: in the flickering fire Strange faces gibber as the brands burn low ; Old shapes of hate, young phantoms of desire More hateful yet, shatter and change and grow. There is a sense of terror in the air, And dreadful stories catch my breath and bind me, Soft noises as of breathing: unaware What …

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1909 · PDF PAGE 295

The Equinox (Volume I, Number I)

…eks and the Egyptian Goat of Mendes. As his hands bear the torch and the horn, the symbols of Fire and Water, so does his form unite the Earth in his hairy and bestial aspect, and the Air in his bat-like wings. The whole would be an evil symbol were it not for the Pentagram of Light above his head which regulates and guides his movements. The figure of Pan is then explained, after which the Hierophant Inductor shows the Philosophus the 14th Key of the Tarot. The more ancient form shows us a female figure crowned with a crown of five rays symbol…

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1909 · PDF PAGE 295

The Equinox (Volume I, Number II)

…eks and the Egyptian Goat of Mendes. As his hands bear the torch and the horn, the symbols of Fire and Water, so does his form unite the Earth in his hairy and bestial aspect, and the Air in his bat-like wings. The whole would be an evil symbol were it not for the Pentagram of Light above his head which regulates and guides his movements. The figure of Pan is then explained, after which the Hierophant Inductor shows the Philosophus the 14th Key of the Tarot. The more ancient form shows us a female figure crowned with a crown of five rays symbol…

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1898 · PDF PAGE 62

White Stains

…wings upon us, and may leap Each upon other, till our bodies weep Thick sweet salt tears, and, clasping as of yore Within dull limits of Earth’s barren shore, Fulfil immense desires of strange new shames, Burn into one another as the flames Of our hell fuse us into one wild soul : Then, one immaculate divinest whole, Plunge, fire, within all fire, dive far to death ; Till, like king Satan’s sympathetic breath, Burn on us as a voice from far above Strange nameless elements of fire and love ; And we, one mouth to kiss, one soul to lure, For ever,…

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1901 · PDF PAGE 123

The Mother’s Tragedy

…he well ; And the strange loves of that misshapen Other, The feast of blood, the cold enchanted dell, Where fire was filtered up through earth to smother, Sick scents of hell. And that wild night when vine-leaves wooed and clustered Round my wild limbs, and like a woman I went Over the mountains — how the Northwind blustered !— And slew with them the beast, and was content. The madness. Oh! the dreadful light that lustred The main event. Ay! the wild whirlings in the woodland reaches; The ghastly smile upon the Stone God’s lip; The rigid tremor…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 80

Orpheus

And boldness, and great might. Earth knows her daring daughter, and the sea Breaks into million-folded mystery Of flower-like flashes in the pale moonrise, Exulting also, now the sun is faded, | With joy of her supreme fertility And glowing masteries Of autumn summer-shaded, The golden fruit of all the blossoming sky. And now the watcher to the bright breasts blind Loses the seemly shape, the loud swift song; “Now the moon falls, and all the gold is gone, And round the storm-caught shape hard gusts of wind Blow, and her leaves are torn, a flyin…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 113

Orpheus

…er! Nature is a lie, The gods a lie. Myself? but I am found Sole serious in the hateful comedy. Blackness, all blackness! How I hate the earth, The curse that brought my being into birth. I, loving more her loveliness, am bound And broken—thrice more bitter for my mirth ! Song, was it song I trusted in? Or thou, Apollo, was it thou didst bind my brow With laurel for a poison-wreath of hell To sear my brain and blast my being now? A band of most corroding poison wound Dissolving with its venom the profound Deep of my spirit with its terrible Sen…

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1912 · PDF PAGE 245

The Equinox (Volume I, Number VII)

…TVVO KEYS ο. IF the question refers to spiritual matters, the Fool means idea, thought, spirituality, that which endeavours to transcend Earth. But if question is material, it means folly, stupidity, eccentricity, or even mania. L Skill, wisdom, adaptation, craft, cunning, or occult wisdom or power. 2. Change, alternation, increase and decrease, fluctuation; whether for good or evil depends on the dignity. 3. Beauty, happiness, pleasure, success. But with very bad dignity it means luxury, dissipation. 4. War, conquest, victory, strife, ambition.…

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1912 · PDF PAGE 245

The Equinox (Volume I, Number VIII)

…TVVO KEYS ο. IF the question refers to spiritual matters, the Fool means idea, thought, spirituality, that which endeavours to transcend Earth. But if question is material, it means folly, stupidity, eccentricity, or even mania. L Skill, wisdom, adaptation, craft, cunning, or occult wisdom or power. 2. Change, alternation, increase and decrease, fluctuation; whether for good or evil depends on the dignity. 3. Beauty, happiness, pleasure, success. But with very bad dignity it means luxury, dissipation. 4. War, conquest, victory, strife, ambition.…

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