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100 THE EQUINOX As who should sweat his soul out through the skin And find (sad fool !) he had begot All that without him that he had left in, And in himself All he had taken out thereof, a mocking elf ! XXII But now that all was gone, great Pan appeared. Him then I strove to woo, to win, Kissing his curled lips, playing with his beard, Setting his brain a-shake, a-spin, By that strong wand, and muttering of the weird That only I Knew of all souls alive or dead beneath the sky. XXIII So still I conquered, and the vision passed. Yet still was be…
1910 · PDF PAGE 92
…e with a little fear, But yield thy podex to my lotus-wand, Giving some smile twin sister to a tear, Just as the body shudders3 when the soul Gives up to Allah, in its hot career, Identity ; impales its sunless self On to the splendour of that sunbright spear, And laughs and weeps, not knowing what it does, Entering the glowing rapture of the sphere Where He is manifestly all ; and all He ; where the I and Thou must disappear. We shall not know if thee I sodomize, Or if thou sodomizest me, my dear !
1913 · PDF PAGE 145
… shall he accomplish secretly and apart, without asking the advice or approval of his Adeptus Minor." This Lamp is the light of the pure soul; it hath no need of fuel, it is the Burning Bush inconsumable that Moses saw, the image of the Most High. This Lamp hangeth above the Altar, it hath no support from below; its light illumines the whole Temple, yet upon it are cast no shadows, no reflections. It cannot be touched, it cannot be extinguished, in no way can it change; for it is utterly apart from all those things which
1913 · PDF PAGE 25
E . N . DA C . ANDRADE. * THE VIOLIN . IF there be soul in wood and strings 1 To humour thus the quiet night , If matter dead so strives , and sings Such glory, with such transitory , Spontaneous , tremulous sounds attesting , With cadences like rose leaves shed When keen sweet winds disperse delight, Radiance revealing, rising , resting , Declining , drooping , dying, dead . Impetuous to rise again Like fire , like wild fire 's flaming flakes , Like high -hurled spray on moon - lit main , Like a fountain throwing liquid light , Bearing such jo…
1913 · PDF PAGE 192
…nsparency of form , The bootless stress of minds that range , The awful calm behind the storm . In many places , many days , The invaded soul receives the rays Of countries she was nurtured in , Speaks in her silent language strange To that beyond which is her kin . Even in peopled streets at times A metaphysic arm is thrust Through the partitioning fabric thin , 173
1913 · PDF PAGE 194
…ndure ; Her portal opened , she has died , Supreme immortal suicide. Yes, sleepless nature soundless flings Invisible grapples round the soul, Drawing her through the web of things To the primal end of her journeyings , Her ultimate and constant pole . For Beauty with her hands that beckon Is but the Prophet of a Higher, A flaming and ephemeral beacon , A Phoenix perishing by fire . Herself from us herself estranges , Herself her mighty tale doth kill , That all things change yet nothing changes , That all things move yet all are still . 175
1905 · PDF PAGE 186
…des who think nakedness impurity and who abjectly fear death will denounce this really gifted poet as ‘ immoral.’ ”—Oxford Magazine. The Soul of Osiris. 5s. A marvelous collection of psychological poems, illustrating the progress of a soul from corporeal to celestial beatitude. Mr G. K. Chesterton writes a column and a quarter of praise of this book in the Daily News. Carmen Sæculare. 2s. 6d. This beautifully printed pamphlet contains lyrics of prophetic strain “ Few things in history are more pathetic than the fate of the Anglo-Gaelic writers …
1905 · PDF PAGE 180
… the fountain-head Of musical slow waters, white With thousand-folded rays of light ! Come! Once again I call, I call, I call, O perfect soul, to thee, With chants, and murmurs mystical, And whispers wiser than the sea : O lover, come to me! The pall Of night is woven : fair and free, Draw to my kisses; let thy breath Mingle for love the wine of death ! MADONNA OF THE GOLDEN Nicut brings madness; moonlight dips her throat to madden us; Love’s swift purpose darts, the flash of a striking adder. Love that kills and kisses dwells above to sadden u…
1901 · PDF PAGE 91
…ies cruel and bitter. Slow the words creep forth as a sleepy and deadly flood. They glitter, those Satanic eyes! ‘“‘Beast! I gave you my soul and my body to all your lust!
1901 · PDF PAGE 138
126 THE SOUL OF OSIRIS. I hardly dare to hope the sun. I seek the darkness, not the light. O Lord Harpocrates, be still The moveless centre of my will ! My sorrows are more manifold Than His that bore the sins of man. My sins are like the starry fold, My hopes their desolation wan. O Nuit, the starry one arise, And set thy starlight in my skies ! In darkness, in the void abyss, I grope with vain despairing arms. The silence as a serpent is, The rustle of the world alarms. O Horus, Light in Darkness, bless My failure with thine own success ! My …
1903 · PDF PAGE 91
…ein strange that anybody with an ear for poetry could tolerate the last line.” «Aero worshipper.” vce W, B. Yeats and the author of ‘The Soul of Osiris ‘rAcloted mas of wifal emotional symbols.” wtA Wind of middle-class Swinbume at second hand . . . a windbag foaming at he ‘eouh the morbid unpleasantness of Mr Crowley's taste... a drama of incest, hey and violently treated. Some ofthe shorter poems are worse.” “WA sinister rival to the mtoscope.” “Yale a morbidly exaggerated Catholicism under an ultr-Egyptian pasion for tat” uc of vty.” “The es…
1906 · PDF PAGE 2
…n. 35. 6d. JEZEBEL, ETC. 425. APPEAL TO THE AMERICAN PEOPLE. Is. EPHTHAH, ETC. 75. 6d. E MOTHER'S TRAGEDY, ETC. New Edition. 75. 6d. THE SOUL oF OsiRIs. 55. CARMEN SAECULARE. 25. 6d. TANNHAUSER. New Edition. 153. BERASHITH. 55. AHAB, ETC. 55. ALICE. 55. THE GOD-EATER. 25. 6d. THE SworD OF SonG. Fifth Impression. 20s. THE STAR AND THE GARTER. Popular Edition. 15. THE ARGONAUTS, 55. Why Jesus WEpT. Sixth Impression. ars. ORACLES. 55 ORPHEUS. ros. (2 vols.) GOETIA. aIs. COLLECTED WORKS, containing some unpublished matter (3 vols.). £10 ros. [7 the…
1910 · PDF PAGE 59
…tones for tears. So I clung to the lips and laughter As the storms of death abated, The storms of the grievous graft By the swing of her soul unsated.
1910 · PDF PAGE 103
…herein he knew the utmost God to be No more than the plain torsion of his trances. Maugre device and stratagem, I see How all his virgin soul revolts from me, Knowing me for the ancient whore that sits Crowned and triumphant through eternity : Nor, though my beauty dazzled all his wits, Could he conceive that frailest fairy flits Across the abyss of mine imagining. So I came back from all my snares and pits, Crowned him with roses, called him lord and king. Then the poor fool fell on me, stammering Pale phrases of his mortal love, a thing Almos…
1910 · PDF PAGE 118
… a tower ? He comes, he comes, he comes. Oh hither, mine hand- maids, bind me neck to knee, Lest I should fling my body thitherwhere my soul standsacross the sea.
1905 · PDF PAGE 10
…méd bush where God privily. lurks IX. This was a dream—and how may I attain? How make myself a worthy acolyte? How from my body shall my soul take flight, Being constrained in this devouring chain Ofselfishness? Tow purge the spirit quite Of gross desires That eat into the heart with their corrupting fires ? Old Buddha gave command ; Jehovah spake ; Strange distant gods that are not dead to- day Added their voices ; ITeaven’s desart way Man wins not but by sorrow—let him break The golden image with the feet of clay !! Let him despise That earth…
1906 · PDF PAGE 83
…ind eyes burned into her mild ones: limbs Twined to each other while fine dew bedims Their quivering skins: lip fastened unto lip: Whole soul and body frenzied meet and clip; And the breath staggers, and the life- blood swims ! Terrible gods chant black demoniac hymns As the frail cords of honour strain and slip. For in the midst of that tremendous tide The mighty vigour of a god was mine! Drunk with desire, her lamentations died. The dove gave place a moment to the swine ! Rapturous draughts of madness! Out she sighed Uttermost life’s love, an…
1898 · PDF PAGE 61
…r to my mystic goal Where I may drain a fountain never dry, And of Life’s guerdon gather in the whole, And on celestial manna satisfy my soul. Each night new failure and each day fresh strength, A sense of something nearer day by day ; Though the ill road’s intolerable length, League upon league, fling back the torrid ray Of the fierce sunlight night can scarce allay With the incessant beating of cool wings, And men’s bleached skeletons infest the way, Yet Hope her passion like a flower brings, And Courage ranks me with unconquerable kings. So,…
1898 · PDF PAGE 63
…it hope and life, quit fear and death and love, Implacable as God, desired above All loves of hell or heaven, supremely wed, Knit in one soul in one delicious bed More hot than hell, more wicked than all things, Vast in our sin, whose unredeeming wings Rise o’er the world, and flap for lust of death, Eager as anyone that travaileth ; So in our lusts, the monstrous burden borne Heavy within the womb, we wait the morn Of its fulfilment. Thus eternity Wheels vain wings round us, who may never die, But cling as hard as serpent’s wedlock is, One wri…
1899 · PDF PAGE 114
…ll. The night is fallen Starless and moonless, black beyond belief, Tremendous, only just the ripple keeps, With music borrowed from the soul of God, Our souls from perishing in the inane. We twain go thither, knowing no desire To lead us, but some strong necessity Urges, as lightning thunder, our slow steps Upward. For on the pleasant meadow-land That slopes to sunny bays, and limpid seas That breathe like maidens sleeping, for their breast Is silver with the sand that lies below, Where our storm-strengthened dragon rests at last, And by whose…