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… to be. Similarly, when I do Magick, it is in vain to inquire why I so act, or why the desired resuit does or does not follow. Nor can I know how the previous and subséquent conditions are connected. At most I can describe the consciousness which I interpret as a picture of the facts, and make empirical generalizations of the superficial aspects of the case. “Thus, I hâve my own personal impressions of the act of telephoning; but I cannot be aware of what consciousness, electri- city, mechanics, sound, etc., actually are in themselves. And alth…
1898 · PDF PAGE 66
…d meet, and sow never a seed ! Mingle, and tingle, and kiss, and bleed With the blood of the life of the Lampsacene, With the teeth that know never a pitiful deed But fret and foam over with kisses obscene— Mingle and weep for what years have been.
1907 · PDF PAGE 9
… rude the rime ! There is no melody ; the tune and time Are broken. Thirteen centuries ago They would have said, Alas ! the youth ! We know This devil hath from him plucked the immortal soul. I say : you have dulled my centres of control ! 4 W
1910 · PDF PAGE 395
SIR PALAMEDES, THE SARACEN KNIGHT Quod he: “ By Goddes holy spell, So high a venture was not known, Nor so divine a miracle. A certain beast there runs alone, That ever in his belly sounds A hugeous cry, a monster moan, As if a thirty couple hounds Quested within him. Now God saith (I swear it by His holy wounds And by His lamentable death, And by His holy Mother’s face !) That he shall know the Beauteous Breath And taste the Goodly Gift of Grace Who shall achieve this marvel quest.” Then Arthur sterte up from his place, And sterte up boldly al…
1910 · PDF PAGE 453
…on my soul’s poor fort assailed By all the hosts of devilry ! Is there no medicine but death That shall avail me in my place, That I 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
1910 · PDF PAGE 470
…seen the Beast? The quest that wins The loftiest prize of chivalry >?” Sir Knight,” he answers, “hast thou seen Aught of that Beast? How knowest thou, then, That it is ever or hath been, Sir Palamede the Saracen?” Sir Palamede was well awake. “Nay! I deliberate deep and long, Yet find no answer fit to make To thee. The weak beats down the strong; The fool’s cap shames the helm. But thou! I know thee for the shade that haunts My way, sets shame upon my brow, My purpose dims, my courage daunts. Then, since the thinker must be dumb, At least the k…
1910 · PDF PAGE 486
…tore down the tapestry That hid the door. All ashen-hued The knights laid hand to sword. But he (Sir Palamedes) in the gap Was found—God knoweth—bitterly Weeping. Cried Arthur: “Strange the hap! My knight, my dearest knight, my friend ! What gift had Fortune in her lap Like thee? Embrace me!” “ Rather rend Your garments, if you love me, sire!” (Quod he). “Iam come unto the end. All mine intent and my desire, My quest, mine oath—all, all is done. Burn them with me in fatal fire! For I have failed. All ways, each one I strove in, mocked me. If I …
1910 · PDF PAGE 395
SIR PALAMEDES, THE SARACEN KNIGHT Quod he: “ By Goddes holy spell, So high a venture was not known, Nor so divine a miracle. A certain beast there runs alone, That ever in his belly sounds A hugeous cry, a monster moan, As if a thirty couple hounds Quested within him. Now God saith (I swear it by His holy wounds And by His lamentable death, And by His holy Mother’s face !) That he shall know the Beauteous Breath And taste the Goodly Gift of Grace Who shall achieve this marvel quest.” Then Arthur sterte up from his place, And sterte up boldly al…
1910 · PDF PAGE 453
…on my soul’s poor fort assailed By all the hosts of devilry ! Is there no medicine but death That shall avail me in my place, That I 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
1910 · PDF PAGE 470
…seen the Beast? The quest that wins The loftiest prize of chivalry >?” Sir Knight,” he answers, “hast thou seen Aught of that Beast? How knowest thou, then, That it is ever or hath been, Sir Palamede the Saracen?” Sir Palamede was well awake. “Nay! I deliberate deep and long, Yet find no answer fit to make To thee. The weak beats down the strong; The fool’s cap shames the helm. But thou! I know thee for the shade that haunts My way, sets shame upon my brow, My purpose dims, my courage daunts. Then, since the thinker must be dumb, At least the k…
1910 · PDF PAGE 486
…tore down the tapestry That hid the door. All ashen-hued The knights laid hand to sword. But he (Sir Palamedes) in the gap Was found—God knoweth—bitterly Weeping. Cried Arthur: “Strange the hap! My knight, my dearest knight, my friend ! What gift had Fortune in her lap Like thee? Embrace me!” “ Rather rend Your garments, if you love me, sire!” (Quod he). “Iam come unto the end. All mine intent and my desire, My quest, mine oath—all, all is done. Burn them with me in fatal fire! For I have failed. All ways, each one I strove in, mocked me. If I …
1928 · PDF PAGE 60
…s is wedded to silence; where the food itself is at once poetical, rich, and ex- citing; where everything resembles you, dear angel. You know the feverish malady which takes possession of us in times of wretchedness and cold; this homesickness for unknown coun-
1961 · PDF PAGE 14
…BER ALEPH VEL CXI 2 b De Arte Kabbalistica (Of the Qabalistic Art) O thou study most constantly, my Son, in the Art of the Holy Qabalah. Know that herein the Rela- tions between Numbers, though they be mighty in Power and prodigal of Knowledge, are but lesser Things. For the Work is to reduce all other conceptions to these of Number, because thus thou wilt lay bare the very Structure of thy Mind, whose rule is Necessity rather than Prejudice. Not until the Universe is thus laid naked before thee canst thou truly anatomize it. The Tendencies of …
1898 · PDF PAGE 49
…in my heart one slow sweet whisper stole Consuming and destroying all my soul Lest, if the pure cold mind should conquer it, I might not know, although it still were sweet. “ My pure desires arose and cast out love That flew away, most like a wounded dove, Only the drops were mine its bosom bled, Now the last time it hovers by my head : “ Now the last time I turn and go to her.” The violet smiled at him : his fingers fair Plucked the sweet blossom to his breast ; his eyes Mused like delight, and like desire were wise. There was a maiden like th…
1910 · PDF PAGE 115
…een my baby breasts, The lion lust that wrestles With mine own soul — I understand so little — Nay ! not the tiniest tittle ! All that I know is this — the pangs consume
1929 · PDF PAGE 48
…re to become hot; and that is the Way of the Tao." Lisa put an arm round Cyril's neck, and rested her head on his shoulder. "I shouldn't know how [69] to begin!" she said: "and — I know it would mean giving up Cyril." "It would mean giving up yourself," retorted the mystic, "and you'll have to do it one day: But be reassured! Everybody has to go through your stage — and unless I'm mistaken, you are about to go through it in a particularly acute form." "I've tried the Tao," said Cyril, half regretful, "but I can't manage it." The old man laughed…
1907 · PDF PAGE 90
…an human skeleton, whose bones shall rattle in the breeze, and from whose eyeless sockets shall glare I dare not bid you guess what evil knowledge. Then, an you be wise, you shall know that a wise gardener wisely put them there. For IMAGES PROLOGUE. VIA VIT. I. My head is split. The crashing axe Of the agony of things shears through The stupid skull ; out spurt the brains. The universe revolves, then cracks, Then roars in dissolution due; And I am counting up the gains And losses of a life afire With dust of thought and dulled desire. II. So, a…
1929 · PDF PAGE 237
…sly, torn by her agony. "Have you no gift for me?" he answered. She understood. "Oh, you are human! you are human!" she cried. "I do not know what I am," he answered. "Yesterday I saw the end of the game — for one!" He told her in a few words of the horror on the roadside. "Go!" he said, "take that girl, Douglas's last victim, for your maid. Go to America; find the Child of the Moon. There may, or there may not be, other tasks for us to do; I know not — time will show." "I will, I will," she cried, "I will go now, quickly. Kiss me first!" Once …
1899 · PDF PAGE 63
… Purple of Your Mouth ! For Aphrodite sought in vain the woods, The silent mountains, and impetuous floods In all the world, nor had she knowledge of Such dens as him concealed ; (for what should Love Know of such vile morasses ?) in despair Waved angry wings, and, floating through the air, Came unto Aphaca, lewd citadel Of strange new lusts and devilries of hell, Where god Priapus dwelt ; to him she came— She, Love !—and, hiding her fair face for shame, Nor showing aught the quivering scorn that glowed Through all her body, her desire showed I…
1902 · PDF PAGE 64
…ate Steady and strong, persistent to the heart ! So shall this song be made more terrible With the soul-mastering spell. Choke, stagger, know the Evil, Beauty's counterpart ! Whose long-drawn curse runs venom in my veins ? What dragon spouse consumes me with her breath ? 62