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Page 55 of 1961898 · PDF PAGE 35
…aths of Alpine gentian for thine head, Those glowing tresses, auburn in the sun, And in the night, dim fires of matchless red To hold my love, and lead my kisses on From night to night upon the purple bed Of dark embraces ; till the summer is gone We will forget in love the world of tears Whose tumult reaches not our amorous ears. 3 Come with me thither. Let the chaster snow Blush at the sunset, when our limbs grow fain To twine close caressing, let it blush Redder at sunrise, when our eyelids grow Weary of kissing, and our arms again Slowly un…
1899 · PDF PAGE 75
… force, Implacable, unshamed, without remorse, Would urge his further suit, but so she strove That even the power of Zeus, made weak for love, Found its last limit, and, releasing her, Prayed for her grace, a raptured worshipper, Where but a moment earlier had he striven A sacrilegious robber. And all heaven Seemed open to his eyes as she looked down Into their love, half smiling, with a frown Coquetting with her forehead. Then a change,
1905 · PDF PAGE 260
…RAVE. Your words are terrible! We knew them true Even while you sang. But see! the light of day ! Beauty in all things and—-for you—true love! All the blind horror of the song recedes. There is a sequel; is there not, my friend? Of love, your theme, we have not heard a note. TANNHAUSER. That is a question. I am not so sure My song was not entirely to that end. WOLFRAM. Yes, poet, true one that you are indeed ! You show us the dilemma of the soul, The Gordian knot Love only hews asunder. TANNHAUSER. Or—shall I say ?—-soothes only, bandages, Not …
1996 · PDF PAGE 209
…en One. 66. Write, & find ecstasy in writing! Work, & be our bed in working! Thrill with the joy of life & death! Ah! thy death shall be lovely: whoso seeth it shall be glad. Thy death shall be the seal of the promise of our agelong love. Come! lift up thine heart & rejoice! We are one; we are none. 67. Hold! Hold! Bear up in thy rapture; fall not in swoon of the excellent kisses! 68. Harder! Hold up thyself! Lift thine head! breathe not so deep—die! 69. Ah! Ah! What do I feel? Is the word exhausted? 70. There is help & hope in other spells. Wi…
1898 · PDF PAGE 62
…ve far to death ; Till, like king Satan’s sympathetic breath, Burn on us as a voice from far above Strange nameless elements of fire and love ; And we, one mouth to kiss, one soul to lure, For ever, wedded, one, divine, endure Far from sun, sea, and spring from love or light, Imbedded in impenetrable night ;
1910 · PDF PAGE 20
…us of Maidens O the time of dule and teen ! O the dove the hawk has snared ! Would to God we had not been, We, who see our maiden queen, Love has slain whom hate had spared. Sorrow for our sister sways All our maiden bosoms bared To the dying vesper rays, Where the sun below the bays Of the West is stooping ; All our hearts together drooping, Flowers the ocean bears. All the garb that gladness wears To a rent uncouth attire Changed with cares ; Happy songs our love had made Ere the sun had sunk his fire, In the moonrise fall and fade, And the d…
1913 · PDF PAGE 203
… all alone ." And Mary stretched her arms to him , Till Jimmy shook in every limb ; He shook for pity , he shook for fear , He shook for love of his Mary dear . He loves her dear as she smiles to him , Poor Mary Ford , so plain and prim ; His eyes are all for Mary 's face , He longs for Mary 's still embrace ; He weeps and sighs and cannot move . And Mary comes to take her love . 184
1913 · PDF PAGE 215
Aelfrida Tillyard . *LOVE NOT THE DEAD O'ERMUCH . I OVE not the dead o'ermuch . You hold them here When, king-like they should come into their own , And , in some spirit -mother's womb resown, Be sons of life , sans darkness and sans fear . But, as in sombre waters of a mere , The stars their image from afar drop down , The dead shall light your soul, the dead whose crown Makes up the light of every starry sphere . But know , when e' er the dead can hear our grief They linger all our barren earth around , And touch us with the wind's too -plain…
1929 · PDF PAGE 131
131 I turned then sadly from Daibutsu, as I had turned from love, ambition and ease, my spirit silently acquiescing in the arcane arbitrament of the mysterious daimon who drove me darkly onward; how I knew not, whither I knew not, but only this, that he was irresistible as inscrutable, yet no less trustworthy than titanic. Alas! The failure of Alice to reach the summit of live! Thence are the valleys of virtue, the rivers of respectability and the sheepfolds of society seen dim and dull in the distance, bestially beneath our sparkling snows, or…
1919 · PDF PAGE 116
…It is the Furnace of Thirst that burneth up all dross within us. But to each act of Will is a particular Dryness correspond- ing: and as Love increaseth within you, so doth the torment of His absence. Be this also unto you for a consolation in the ordeal! Moreover, the more fierce the plague of impo- tence, the more swiftly and suddenly is it wont to abate. Here is the method of Love in Meditation. Let the Aspi- rant first practice and then discipline himself in the Art of fixing the attention upon any thing whatsoever at will, with- out permit…
1912 · PDF PAGE 103
…une. MORTADELLO. Why, man, youre gloomy still ; the weathers cause enough. ALESSANDRO. No, highness, I am ill ; I have been crossed in love. MORTADELLO. Loves easy to be won. ALESSANDRO. My lord, you find it so. Its simple for the sun to set the field aglow ! But Im a star obscure, fantastical, forsooth ! And how should I allure and catch capricious youth ? MORTADELLO. Well, may you win ! But how allure the wanton air To breathe upon my brow ? I tell you, I despair. Your garden has a touch of freshness, I admit. ALESSANDRO. A little but no…
1910 · PDF PAGE 121
… up thy face to the stars ! In their peace be at peace for awhile ! Let us pass in their luminous cars As a sob, as a sigh, as a smile ! Love me and laze Through the languorous days On the breast of the beautiful Nile !
1907 · PDF PAGE 66
60 ROSA MUNDI, AND OTHER LOVE-SONGS Inscrutable darkness through the storm Loomed out, with broidered features of gold: its form Wing-like lay on the firmaments, River-like curves in all its movements Swift from inertia of vast voids rolled, stirred Gigantic for roar of strepitation : whirred The essential All That was Her veil: her voice I had heard Had not large sobbing fears surged; will and word Fall Down from the black pearls of the night, down, back To night’s impearléd black ; Down, from chryselephantine wall And rose-revolving ball, Doo…
1929 · PDF PAGE 492
… quite as well. Convinced after many desperate efforts that I would not run after her or even walk her way, she began to understand true love, to recognize me as her master and quit playing the {774} fool. She did not divine that my Gibraltar firmness was calculated policy. I really loved her and knew that the only hope of making her love me was to kill the vanity which prevented her from being true to herself, and giving her whole heart. Before I left for New Hampshire, we had a farewell meeting. She was now too far advanced in gestation to ap…
1907 · PDF PAGE 213
…we inherit. Our joys are as theirs ; Weave with your prayers The joys of a kiss! Ho! for the bliss Of the cup and the rod. He cometh ! O lover ! O friend and O God, Cover us, cover Our faces, and hover Above us, within us! Daintily shod, Daintily robed, His witcheries spin us A web of desire. Subtle as fire He cometh among us. The whole sky globed Is on fire with delight, Delight that hath stung us, The passion of night. Night be our mistress ! That tress and this tress Weave with thy wind Into curls deep-vined ! Passionate bliss ! Rapture on r…
1898 · PDF PAGE 132
…suage, and in its glass I see myself. I hate myself, alas ! More than all these. I cannot rid me of Myself, my hates, my tortures, or my love ; My golden-haired Greek goddess, who divines In me a god, who cannot read the lines Of anguish on my forehead, neither scent The poison of breast, blood, and excrement ! I gnash my teeth in impotent despair That I may never hold her heavenly hair Again, nor bite her lips, as once my teeth Met in her cheek, to cull a rosy wreath Of blood upon it, nor assuage the pangs Of love with hardy limbs, and dolorou…
1905 · PDF PAGE 27
… face Grew more and more upon the hero’s sight, Till all the hut was filled with rosy light, And Charicles’ grey eyes were Juminous With love-reflections multitudinous As lilies in the spring. Again was seen As in a mirror, like the ocean green, The admirable birth of Love’s eternal Queen. So Charicles a moment was amazed. A moment; then, contemptuous, he gazed With curling lip on her, and sourly scorns Her petty miracle: ‘‘ The deed adorns Too well a queen whose promises are foam.” And she, indignant, would have hied her “home And left him to …
1954 · PDF PAGE 287
…grain to send a scale down with a bang. Think of a roulette ball hovering on the edge at the end of a long spin! Think of Buridan's ass! Love is the law. love under will. Yours fraternally, 666 P.S. One ought, perhaps, to give an outline of how these facts work out in the social system of Thelema. It may be useful to classify women in three groups, (I exclude the fourth, which anatomically woman, does not function in that capacity: the "spinster") corresponding to Isis, Osiris and Horus. The Isis-Class consists of the mother-type. To them the m…
1954 · PDF PAGE 241
… people . Then despairing of your impotence, how glad you will be that you have been trained not to let anyone fob you off with phrases. Love is the law, love under will. Fraternally yours, 666
1954 · PDF PAGE 462
… it makes me too sad. I hope there is no need. Do be your Self, the radiant Daugher of the Muse! With that command I tum to other tasks. Love is the law, love under will. Fraternally yours ever, 666