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Page 44 of 1961919 · PDF PAGE 286
272 THE EQUINOX On the brows the brand of lust, In the eyes the blaze of bliss! Life, the pimp of malice, drags Love with rape of fingers rude, Flings to dust-heap death the rags Of its bleeding maidenhood. Therefore, we, the slaves of love, Stand with trembling lips and eyes; There is that shall reach above The soul’s sullied sanctuaries. Blasphemy beneath our touch Turns to prayer’s most awed intent; The profaner’s vilest smutch Is our central sacrament. Triumph, Templars, that are sworn To that vengeance sinister, Vigilant from murk to morn …
1911 · PDF PAGE 104
…air wind! God] It is I then who have slain our son. The scorpion I My sole token. [She/"alts on SLIMAN’s corpse] My son 1 only son of my love] one sole jewel of the world wert thou. And the accurséd scorpion has betrayed me. Oh, let me from this hour throw off all womanhood, all kindness, all compassion—all but my love that has made my hearta hell. From this hell spring forth fiery scorpions—— Eunuchs 1 Girls I let us be men 1 Take swordsl take spears! Truce or no truce, night or no night, out to the field. Let us slay the dogs as they lie. God, …
1911 · PDF PAGE 104
…air wind! God] It is I then who have slain our son. The scorpion I My sole token. [She/"alts on SLIMAN’s corpse] My son 1 only son of my love] one sole jewel of the world wert thou. And the accurséd scorpion has betrayed me. Oh, let me from this hour throw off all womanhood, all kindness, all compassion—all but my love that has made my hearta hell. From this hell spring forth fiery scorpions—— Eunuchs 1 Girls I let us be men 1 Take swordsl take spears! Truce or no truce, night or no night, out to the field. Let us slay the dogs as they lie. God, …
1906 · PDF PAGE 49
Feel your grasp tighten round my ribs until You crush me in the ecstasies that kill. Being away and breathing icy air I am half lover, caring not to care; Half-man again—a mere terrestrial ball Thus breaking up a spiritual thrall— Eh, my philosophers ?—half-man may yet deter- mine To get back manhood, shake the tree from bats: To change the trope a shade—get rid of vermin By using William Shakespeare’s ‘‘ Rough on Rats.” VI. Ah, love, dear love, sole queen of my affection, Guess you not yet what wheel of thought is spun? How out of dawn’s tumul…
1910 · PDF PAGE 222
…with her cries of rage. I am as happy as a king : The air is pure ; the larks astir We had just such another spring The year I fell in love with her. The dreadful thirst that parches me Craves wine, wine, wine to loose its clutch : Wine, wine enough to brim with glee Her graveand that is saying much. I threw her body down the well ! The little wall around that ran I pushed upon her as she fell. I will forget her if I can ! By all the oaths of tenderness Whose tendrils nothing may unbind, And to bring back the enchanteress Love to the days w…
1913 · PDF PAGE 326
THE EQUINOX The act of hope is prayer. Prayer is the flowering of the soul in eternal wisdom and in eternal love. It is the gaze of the spirit towards truth, and the sigh of the heart towards supreme beauty. It is the smile of the child upon its mother. It is the murmur of the lover, who reaches out towards the kisses of his mistress. It is the soft joy of a loving soul as it expands in an ocean of love. It is the sadness of the bride in the absence of the bridegroom. It is the sigh of the traveller who thinks of his fatherland. It is the thoug…
1913 · PDF PAGE 326
THE EQUINOX The act of hope is prayer. Prayer is the flowering of the soul in eternal wisdom and in eternal love. It is the gaze of the spirit towards truth, and the sigh of the heart towards supreme beauty. It is the smile of the child upon its mother. It is the murmur of the lover, who reaches out towards the kisses of his mistress. It is the soft joy of a loving soul as it expands in an ocean of love. It is the sadness of the bride in the absence of the bridegroom. It is the sigh of the traveller who thinks of his fatherland. It is the thoug…
1905 · PDF PAGE 201
…his I comprehend. But in the first: ‘I can—-but what is worth ?”’ And in the second: earth !” ‘*T am dust and THE TWO WISDOMS. SOPHIE! I loved her, tenderly at worst. Yet in my passion’s highest ecstasy, When life lost pleasure in desire to die And never taste again the deadly thirst For those caresses ; even then a curst Sick pang shot through me: looking far on high, Beyond, I see Zogca in the sky. The petty bubble of Love’s pipe is burst ! Yea! through the portals of the dusky dawn I see the nameless Rose of Heaven un- fold ! Yea! through re…
1913 · PDF PAGE 346
…as treason to the human race. The family is a natural society which results from marriage. Marriage is the union of two beings joined by love, who promise each other mutual devotion in the interest of the children who may be born. Married persons who have a child, and who separate, are impious. Do they then wish to execute the judgment of Solomon and hew the child asunder? To vow eternal love is puerile; sexual love is an emotion, divine doubtless, but accidental, involuntary and transitory; but the promise of reciprocal devotion is the essence…
1913 · PDF PAGE 346
…as treason to the human race. The family is a natural society which results from marriage. Marriage is the union of two beings joined by love, who promise each other mutual devotion in the interest of the children who may be born. Married persons who have a child, and who separate, are impious. Do they then wish to execute the judgment of Solomon and hew the child asunder? To vow eternal love is puerile; sexual love is an emotion, divine doubtless, but accidental, involuntary and transitory; but the promise of reciprocal devotion is the essence…
1906 · PDF PAGE 83
You cannot guess?—false devil that you are! To Cruelty’s add calm’s analysis! You love me? Yes—then crown me a bearded Sar Bull-breasted by my sleek Semiramis! Did you not hear those men below? They spoke Of one I think you have forgotten long; Talked of his ruined life—half as a joke— But I— But I—it is my whole heart’s song! I love you when I think of his pale lips Twitching, and all his curls of gold awry; Your smile of poison as he sighs and sips; Your half-scared laughter as his heart-beats die— Let him creep on, a shattered, ruined thing!…
1907 · PDF PAGE 105
…een-—one of the many thousand titles of the Goddess. You cannot guess ?—false devil that you are! To Cruelty’s add calm’s analysis ! You love me? Yes—then crown me a bearded Sar Bull-breasted by my sleek Semiramis !? Did you not hear those men below? spoke Of one I think you have forgotten long ; Talked of his ruined life—half as a joke— But I— But I—it is my whole heart’s song| They I love you when I think of his pale:lips Twitching, and all his curls of gold awry; Your smile of poison as he sighs and sips ; Your half-scared laughter as his he…
1906 · PDF PAGE 106
…ck its own bosom with the sword of thought, So that I saw not pity, but desire! CHORUS. Surely a bane more potent than the first. MEDEA. Love is itself enchantment ! CHORUS. Some kind god Whispers from this a little light of hope. MEDEA. Only the hopeless are the happy ones. CHORUS. But didst thou turn him from his gleaming goal? Cover that shame with sweeter shame than this? MEDEA. Thou knowest that his vigil was to keep, Invoking all Olympus all the night, And then to yoke the oxen, and to plough The fearful furrow, sow the dreadful seed, Smi…
1898 · PDF PAGE 115
…us in the sheath She opens for him—wide and dim My mouth is amorous beneath. Her lips devour me, and I rave With pleasure to discern the love They twain exert, my lips who lave With doubled dew distilled above ; To dog and woman I’m a slave, Nor move, though now essays the Dane To cool his weapon in my mouth ; Her lust bestrides me, and is fain To quench in his sweet sweat her drouth Her finger probes my bowel again. All three enjoy once more, and I Am ready ever to renew These bestial orgie-nights, whereby Loose woman’s love is spiced, as dew …
1902 · PDF PAGE 119
…m not clinging thus Despairing to the body of thy sin For mere delight —Ah, deadly is to us The pleasure wrapping us, and holding in All love, all hate —the miserable way ! Dawns no devouring day Still on the infinite slow tune of limbs Moving in rapture ; sleepy echo swims In the dissolving brain. Love conquering lassitude at last to win Pain out of peace, and pleasure from a pang ; 117
1930 · PDF PAGE 51
…self”. They are necessary, even, to assist that analysis of one’s nature which the Probationer of A.-. A.*, is sworn to accomplish. But "Love is the Law, love under Will”. And Our Lady Nuit is “divided for love s sake, for the chance of union.” These mirror-mirages are therefore not Works of Magick, according to the Law of Thelema. the true Magick of Horus requires the passionate union of opposites. Now the proof that one is in contact with an independent entity dépends on a sensation which ought to be unmistakeable if one is in good health. On…
1906 · PDF PAGE 36
…n for thee. But I cast away the mortal, and I choose the tortured way, And I stand before thy portal, and my face is cold and grey. Thou lovest me with a love more terrible than death; But thou art in the above, and my wings feel no wind’s breath. ) Thou art all too fierce and calm, too bitter and sweet, alas ! Thou weavest a cruel charm on my soul that is as glass. I know thee not, who art naked; I le be- neath thy feet Who hast called till my spirit achéd with a pang too deathly sweet. Thou hast given thee to me dying, and made thy bed to me.…
1907 · PDF PAGE 150
…rse made bright the pages of this essay . ' Twixt these twain we find Rosa Mundi , “ the keystone of the Royal Arch of Sex " : Single in love and aim , Double in form and name ,? that arch which rests on the two great pillars of Solomon's temple , black and white , and contrary , yet their power is one , for they are the limbs of God . “ Rosa Mundi ” stands before us crowned , naked , and wonderful . Neither Alice nor Archais , neither Ratoum nor Cora , neither Venus nor Isis , yet the woven filament of all these glowing petals into one flaming…
1929 · PDF PAGE 247
…r that every trifling symptom, from headache to ingrowing toe-nails, is the result of secret vice. The plain truth of the matter is that love stories are only fit for the solace of people in the insanity of puberty. No healthy adult human being can really care whether so-and-so does or does not succeed in satisfying his physiological uneasiness by the aid of some particular person or not. The Woman in White and The Moonstone illustrate the situation with singular clearness. Despite the astounding power of Wilkie Collins to draw characters, he c…
1899 · PDF PAGE 156
…arkspur and cornflower Are blue with sunlight’s hour, And all the earth is spread As in a dream before me, While steals divinely o’er me Love’s scented spring to draw me From moods of dreamy dread. O wingéd passion! traveller Too near to God ta see ! O lyrical unraveller Of knotted life to me! O song! O shining river Ofthought and sound! O giver Of goodly words of glee! — Like to a star that singeth, — A flower that incense bringeth, A love-song of the free ! Oh f let me sing thy glories While spring winds whisper stories Of winter past, whose …