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Page 44 of 1731909 · PDF PAGE 214
THE EQUINOX I did it. How? So great and grim The Gods are, I may never guess. Suffice it, on his mouth I swim A drowning dastard. The caress Wakes the lost life. I see him dress The godhead. Up he bounds and brays :— The wild ass of the wilderness, The soul that sees, the soul that slays ! Inhabit the untrodden ways ; Set! Thou my god and I thy priest, Thy temple hidden in the haze Of deserts death to god or beast! Thou who art both shalt foin and feast With me who am both, thy hate’s co-heir, Lord of the West and of the East— The scorpion’s ho…
1909 · PDF PAGE 214
THE EQUINOX I did it. How? So great and grim The Gods are, I may never guess. Suffice it, on his mouth I swim A drowning dastard. The caress Wakes the lost life. I see him dress The godhead. Up he bounds and brays :— The wild ass of the wilderness, The soul that sees, the soul that slays ! Inhabit the untrodden ways ; Set! Thou my god and I thy priest, Thy temple hidden in the haze Of deserts death to god or beast! Thou who art both shalt foin and feast With me who am both, thy hate’s co-heir, Lord of the West and of the East— The scorpion’s ho…
1912 · PDF PAGE 22
…is spring's, And love is hovering o'er us with his wings. Aurcia. Sub pennis, penis! Crassus. Hush! you break the spell. Aticta. Oh! you great fools of men, I know you well. But nothing is so detrimental To love as to be sentimental. I will yet make you wise. Know that I have the magic to disguise Myself in many ways. Do you feel this? (Lie still, this heaven were ruined by a kis: Tam a butterfly, such idle flitting As toa flower like you is fitting. Now I'ma mole. Do you think you know me now? Here is the earthworm severed by the plough. 25
1913 · PDF PAGE 104
…ountry free , And Swinburne took from Shelley 's lips The kiss of Poetry . And while our Poets chanted Pan Back to his pipes and power , Great Verrall , bending at his desk , And searching hour on hour Found out old gardens , where the wise May find a Spartan flower . III . When I go down the Gloucester lanes My friends are deaf and blind : Fast as they turn their foolish eyes The Mænads leap behind , And when I hear the fire - winged feet , They only hear the wind .
1944 · PDF PAGE 270
… It is a notable witness to the triumph of Magick that all militant nations have adopted, worthily or not, magical symbols and gestures. Great Britain and the U.S.A., “Thumbs up!”—The Sign of Khem: Phallus; The V sign— The Sign of Apophis and Typhon. U.S.S.R., The Hammer and Sickle—Jupiter and Satuni; The Pentagram. The Dritte Reich, The Svastika. Italy, the Fascis‐Fascinum. Japan, The Rising Sun. France, abandoning the Fleur‐de‐Lys (Phallus) and profaning the Pentagram of the Le‐ gion d’Honneur, ? ———
1899 · PDF PAGE 88
…hollows weird and white, Toward the sorrow of the snow ; To desolation black and blind They move, and leave us death behind. The Lord is great, the Lord is wise Within His temple to foresee
1904 · PDF PAGE 38
… move the purpose of a thousand years. ‘Go, go! HERACLES. Remember! We are met this. day To call upon the name with praise and prayer Of great Athena, since our ship is built With sculptured olive pregnant in the prow, And all the length of pine is coiled and curled With the swift serpent’s beauty, and the owl Sits in huge state upon the midmost bench. Thus, therefore, by the manifest design, Joining the wisdom to the power and will, We build the Argo. ARGUS. What a heavy club We carry! And how well becomes our figure The lion’s skin! HERACLES.…
1905 · PDF PAGE 121
ANIMA LUNAE Written partly under the great rock Sigiri, partly in Arabia, near Aden. ZÔHRA the king by feathered fans Slept lightly through the mid-day heat. Swart giants with drawn yataghans Guard, standing at his head and feet, Zôhra, the mightiest of the khans ! Each slave Circassian like a moon Sits smiling, burning with young bloom Of dawn, and weaves an airy tune Like a white bird’s song bright and bold That dips a fiery plume. So the song lulled, lazily rolled In tubes of silver, lutes of gold ; And all that palace drowsed away The hours…
1910 · PDF PAGE 347
…Books III and IV. Book III did rather cheer me. But of course one knew all along that the Eruption was to be the God from the Machine. A great pity; why not another city and a less hackneyed catastrophe? But it’s as well done as possible within these limits. The translation might have been better done in one or two places—Bother! here’s Hedonia coming for lunch. What a wormy worm Ombricius was! D. Carr. PETER THE CRUEL. By EDWARD STORER. John Lane. This admirable story of a little-known monarch dresses once more the Middle Ages in robes of scar…
1910 · PDF PAGE 347
…Books III and IV. Book III did rather cheer me. But of course one knew all along that the Eruption was to be the God from the Machine. A great pity; why not another city and a less hackneyed catastrophe? But it’s as well done as possible within these limits. The translation might have been better done in one or two places—Bother! here’s Hedonia coming for lunch. What a wormy worm Ombricius was! D. Carr. PETER THE CRUEL. By EDWARD STORER. John Lane. This admirable story of a little-known monarch dresses once more the Middle Ages in robes of scar…
1929 · PDF PAGE 87
…s much easier (for obvious reasons) to acquire the Magical Memory when one has been sworn for many lives to reincarnate immediately. The great obstacle is the phenomenon called Freudian forgetfulness; that is to say, that, though an unpleasant event may be recorded faithfully enough by the mechanism of the brain, we fail to recall it, or recall it wrong, because it is painful. “The Psychopathology of Everyday Life” analyses and illustrâtes this phenomenon in detail. Now, the King of Terrors being Death, it is hard indeed to look it in the face.…
1919 · PDF PAGE 382
…ll not give birth to roses, nor the sweet jessamine’s silver star to thorn or thistle turn. Behold what is written for a Parable in the “Great Law”: Let not the failure and the pain turn aside the worshippers. The foundations of the pyramid were hewn in the living rock ere sunset; did the king weep at dawn that the crown of the pyramid was yet unquarried in the distant land? There was also an humming-bird that spake unto the horned cerastes, and prayed him for poison. And the great snake of Khem the Holy One, the royal Ureus serpent, answered h…
1904 · PDF PAGE 46
…of light Shed from the splendour of our Queen Athena! mystery and might; These worked invisibly to bring The end of triumph to our King. Great Jason, wronged by hate of man, Shall pass the portals of the deep; Shall seek the waters wide and wan; Shall pass within the land of sleep; And there the guardians of the soil Shall rest at last from pain and toil. O ruler of the empyréan, Behold his fervour conquering The fury of the breed Cadmean, The dragons of the Theban king; And arméd men shall spring from earth In vain to ward the gloomy girth! Bu…
1913 · PDF PAGE 112
…y soul was backward drawn 1 A thousand thousand years to -night, Back to the world 's impulsive dawn When first Atlantis knew the light. Great Cities of the men of old , I saw them all in fire of gold . There , many a climbing minaret Lay mirrored in the dreaming sea With strangely precious carvings set In chrysoprase and ebony , And metals , wrought in fashions fair Of filagree as light as air . The streets were full of cheerful noise ; Princes and burghers passed me by , And grave philosophers , and boys , And maidens with reluctant eye . And…
1913 · PDF PAGE 131
…ne tree and the fig Where mortal cares may not intrude, On melon and on sucking pig Although their brains are bright and big Banquet the Great White Brotherhood. Among the fountains and the trees That fringed his garden’s glowing border, At sunset walked, and, in the breeze With his disciples, took his ease An Adept of the Holy Order. “My children,” said the holy man, “Once more I’m willing to unmask me. This is my birthday ; and my plan Is to bestow on you (I can) Whatever favour you may ask me.” Nor curiosity nor greed Brought these disciples…
1913 · PDF PAGE 131
…ne tree and the fig Where mortal cares may not intrude, On melon and on sucking pig Although their brains are bright and big Banquet the Great White Brotherhood. Among the fountains and the trees That fringed his garden’s glowing border, At sunset walked, and, in the breeze With his disciples, took his ease An Adept of the Holy Order. “My children,” said the holy man, “Once more I’m willing to unmask me. This is my birthday ; and my plan Is to bestow on you (I can) Whatever favour you may ask me.” Nor curiosity nor greed Brought these disciples…
1910 · PDF PAGE 155
…ow- ly ; and practises this daily according to the in- structions of his Guru, he obtains the vindusiddhi (power over semen), that gives great powers. 74. He who practises this daily according to the instructions of his Guru does not lose semen, were he to enjoy a hundred women at a time. 75. O PARVATI ! When vindu-siddhi is obtained, what else cannot be accomplished ? Even the in- accessible glory of my godhead can be attained through it. 9. The angel to whom is allotted the duty of sounding “ the last trump.” 10. Sodom — a legendary city, sai…
1914 · PDF PAGE 19
…irtue bring about its own reward ? Not every virtue, nor to every one. In my case, anyhow, T thank the Lord ‘That showed me Glory to the great I AM!) A thicket, and the horns of—such a ram ! fa] ‘A worn-out whore that filched the crusts Of mongrels in Stamboul, And satisfied its lepers’ lusts, Followed a drunken fool, Who flung into her face his purse With his “Be off, bitch 1” and a curse
1922 · PDF PAGE 187
… woman’s name, she reminds me of those dreadful days in Naples—told us that she stole some things from a shop and went to jail. It was a great nuisance, because I had to put my clothes on and call on Mabel. Luckily, she was in and had a whole lot of it. We must have been increasing the dose very fast :, but I can’t be sure, because we don’t keep track of it or of the days either. Counting things is so despicable. One feels so degraded. Surely that’s the difference between spirit and matter. It’s bestial to be bounded. Cockie agrees with me abou…
1901 · PDF PAGE 77
…fighting, &c.; above this after a while rises a shrill laughter, terrifying to hear. Then cries of victory and the triumphant laugh of a great conqueror. Fis heavy step, and that of his staff, &c., 7s mext heard coming masterfully down the corridor. The soldier gives a shriek. THE LEPER. The Syrian must not see a cur like this Cower at death. For Egypt’s honour, then !