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Page 55 of 1291905 · PDF PAGE 40
…e end of life? Voice. Thy Life begins. Is this Lh. Strange Voice, I hear thee, and obey. Perchance I have not lived so far. Perchance to-day, Like a spring-flower that slowly opens out Its willing petals to the tender dawn, My soul may open to the knowledge of iA dawn of new thought that may lead Votce. To God. Ph, Wope hardly dared to name it! Enter Messenger. Afess. My lord, the king’s command ! Ph. I heed it not. See thou disturb not my high meditation. Away! Voice. With meditations centred in thyself. Mess. Who spoke? Lh. Speak thou. I obey…
1901 · PDF PAGE 109
… unending kiss, The mutual pang that shudders through and through, Repeated and repeated, as the light Can build a partial palace of the day, So, in our anguish for the infinite, One moment gives, the other takes away. I, the mere rhymer, she, the queen of rhyme, As sweeps her sickle in the falling wheat, Her body’s sleek intoxicating time, The music of the motion of her feet. I swoon in that imperial embrace— Lay we asleep till evening, or dead ? I knew not, but the wonder of her face Grew as the dawn and never satiated. She knew not in her st…
1907 · PDF PAGE 107
…upposing Modern conditions hamper youths Who seek to grasp these simple Truths. But to my yarn. Carlotta lay So sleepy-soft one summer’s day That really I could not resist it. I took the dagger out and kissed it. Like a cat’s tongue that daintily laps, I slipped it in between her paps. At first, of course, the shrieking swerves One’s thought: it irritates the nerves; And out of tone the laughter lies At the poor innocent’s surprise. But soon there triumphs cool and clean The touching pathos of the scene. No word of anger, be assured! A strange s…
1905 · PDF PAGE 149
…s Her people, sleeps. The altars are thrown down ; The people murmur. wrong, But be thou mighty to avenge ! She hath done thee S’AFI. To-day I, Horus, shall become Osiris. Yea, Strange secret dreams of some mysterious fate Godlike have come upon me, and the throne Totters for your disloyalty. AMENHATEDP. Beware ! How died thy father? S’AFTI. That amazing god Incarnate in him chose a nobler form, And in my mother’s body sought his home, Whose double incarnation is divine Beyond the old stories. Yes, Iam a god. AMENTATEP. Beware the fatal magic o…
1919 · PDF PAGE 158
…and gives instruction for obtaining, no doubt, a very much fuller result, only I shall have to work with a big W. June 12, 1911. On Saturday night, in bed I attempted “thinking backwards” and successfully managed two days, with no breaks in the first day, and practi- cally none for the day before, except a few little incidents during office hours in the morning. When I came to thoughts on waking of Saturday morning and got to the “blank” I experienced some mental visions and ‘telephone-cross voices,’ but cannot say if they were connected with a…
1905 · PDF PAGE 102
…un’s desire, And clad in fair attire Of many driving cloudlets; and we flew Like swallows to the South. The ocean’s curving mouth Smiled day by day and nights of starry blue ; Nights when the sea would shake Like sunlight where the wake Was wonderful with flakes of living things That leapt for joy to feel The cold exultant keel Flash, and the white ship dip her woven wings ; Nights when the moon would hold Eler lamp of whitest gold To see us on the poop together set With one desire, to be Alone upon the sea And touch soft hands, and hold white …
1899 · PDF PAGE 229
…billows sweep Under our keel—and we were clean away, _ Laughing to see the foamheads sough and sleep, As we kept pace with ocean all the day And one long night of toil ; until the sun Lit on these cliffs his morning beams that play With our sails’ rent and rifted white, and run Like summer lightning all about the deck, And laugh upon the work my sword had done 207
1912 · PDF PAGE 370
…PHIROTH 585 The GODS of Battle MYNIY obs (lit. of Hosts); the Divine Name of Hod [Vide K.D. L.C.K. p. 386] ”y'pn 586 War-trumpet “pw 587 Day Demon of 1 Dec. > YN 588 589 Viror. [Vide KD. pay pw aN L.CK. p. 15] 59° Rib. (Gen. ii. 22] nybs 59 592 593 594 The Stone of Israel. yenwys rows [Gen. xlix. 24] & (1-34) 595 596 Jeruschalim abe 597 598 Our iniquities wmay 7599 600 Mirabilia, vel occulta ASM MSD sapientiae Peniculamentum, fimbria peniculata yy 54 A knot, ligature wp Red pw Six; marble wy 601 602 Lux simplicissima DWE WS Brightness; splendor…
1912 · PDF PAGE 370
…PHIROTH 585 The GODS of Battle MYNIY obs (lit. of Hosts); the Divine Name of Hod [Vide K.D. L.C.K. p. 386] ”y'pn 586 War-trumpet “pw 587 Day Demon of 1 Dec. > YN 588 589 Viror. [Vide KD. pay pw aN L.CK. p. 15] 59° Rib. (Gen. ii. 22] nybs 59 592 593 594 The Stone of Israel. yenwys rows [Gen. xlix. 24] & (1-34) 595 596 Jeruschalim abe 597 598 Our iniquities wmay 7599 600 Mirabilia, vel occulta ASM MSD sapientiae Peniculamentum, fimbria peniculata yy 54 A knot, ligature wp Red pw Six; marble wy 601 602 Lux simplicissima DWE WS Brightness; splendor…
1913 · PDF PAGE 115
… bring rebirth to the flower, And the one light of sunlight break scarlet and green! Alas, he does not stir! Sorrowful, sinister Is this day’s name, The hour of shame! Behold! Behold! Rose breaks, and gold! [Dawn breaks in the wood. And see the cold white pall Funereal fall ! [The wrappings fall from the corpse, and the youth John is seen beardless and smiling. He is dressed in the crown and robes of his father. 75
1913 · PDF PAGE 115
… bring rebirth to the flower, And the one light of sunlight break scarlet and green! Alas, he does not stir! Sorrowful, sinister Is this day’s name, The hour of shame! Behold! Behold! Rose breaks, and gold! [Dawn breaks in the wood. And see the cold white pall Funereal fall ! [The wrappings fall from the corpse, and the youth John is seen beardless and smiling. He is dressed in the crown and robes of his father. 75
1909 · PDF PAGE 217
THE SPHINX AT GIZEH I saw the other day the Sphinx’s painted face. She had painted her face in order to ogle Time. And he has spared no other painted face in all the world but hers. Delilah was younger than she, and Delilah is dust. Time hath loved nothing but this worthless painted face. I do not care that she is ugly, nor that she has painted her face, so that she only lure his secret from Time. Time dallies like a fool at her feet when he should be smiting cities. Time never wearies of her silly smile. There are temples all about her that he…
1909 · PDF PAGE 217
THE SPHINX AT GIZEH I saw the other day the Sphinx’s painted face. She had painted her face in order to ogle Time. And he has spared no other painted face in all the world but hers. Delilah was younger than she, and Delilah is dust. Time hath loved nothing but this worthless painted face. I do not care that she is ugly, nor that she has painted her face, so that she only lure his secret from Time. Time dallies like a fool at her feet when he should be smiting cities. Time never wearies of her silly smile. There are temples all about her that he…
1911 · PDF PAGE 106
…y this was by witchcraft. How else could a rabble of slaves and women defeat the heroes who, though barely two thousand strong, had that day destroyed four hundred thousand and above of your best warriors? LAYLAH. On our side was the God of Battles. BISHOP. My daughter, God is love. 98
1911 · PDF PAGE 106
…y this was by witchcraft. How else could a rabble of slaves and women defeat the heroes who, though barely two thousand strong, had that day destroyed four hundred thousand and above of your best warriors? LAYLAH. On our side was the God of Battles. BISHOP. My daughter, God is love. 98
1912 · PDF PAGE 86
44 THE EQUINOX Oct. 10. I am still drunk with Samadhi all day. ΙΙ 12..͵. I3... 14.... Discovered . . . (We need not write his words. Enough if we say that the one person left for him to love was lost, stricken by hereditary vice, a beastli- ness taught her at the age of 16 by her mother, a clergyman's wife, which, after having lain dormant all these years, was now become rampant and incurable. He had nothing to look forward to but life with one who was in all essential ways a maniac, with no hope of any termination but the asylum or the grave.)…
1912 · PDF PAGE 86
44 THE EQUINOX Oct. 10. I am still drunk with Samadhi all day. ΙΙ 12..͵. I3... 14.... Discovered . . . (We need not write his words. Enough if we say that the one person left for him to love was lost, stricken by hereditary vice, a beastli- ness taught her at the age of 16 by her mother, a clergyman's wife, which, after having lain dormant all these years, was now become rampant and incurable. He had nothing to look forward to but life with one who was in all essential ways a maniac, with no hope of any termination but the asylum or the grave.)…
1913 · PDF PAGE 537
… of all disorders, an abiding blasphemy against truth. Such is that idle word of which Christ has said that one will give account at the Day of Judgment. A jesting word, a comicality which vecveates and causes laughter, is not an idle word. The beauty of the word is a splendour of truth. A true word is always beautiful, a beautiful word is always true. For this reason works of art are always holy when they are beautiful. 239
1913 · PDF PAGE 537
… of all disorders, an abiding blasphemy against truth. Such is that idle word of which Christ has said that one will give account at the Day of Judgment. A jesting word, a comicality which vecveates and causes laughter, is not an idle word. The beauty of the word is a splendour of truth. A true word is always beautiful, a beautiful word is always true. For this reason works of art are always holy when they are beautiful. 239
1905 · PDF PAGE 145
… ripples break, and rapids gleam and shiver, And calm rebuilds her empire by-and- by. For joy of this alliance all the earth Forgets her day of dearth, In her new birth forgets, and maddens into mirth, The stars swing censers of pale gold to God, Whose incense is the love-song of the free; Angels with mercy and with beauty shod Move in the mazes of an Eden, trod Not by the seemly spirits of the sea, But by brave men built wholly of desire And freedom’s mystic fire, To clothe its habitants with glorious attire. Clasp hands, O fair republic of th…