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Page 55 of 1281909 · PDF PAGE 202
…ens of gold Such as a god may be glad to behold. Seated on high in the zons of doom, Sucked as a seed to the infinite womb, Sealed is my soul in the sheath of its tomb. Boy, as you love me, I charge you to mould Pipe after pipe, till the heavens are rolled Back and are lost as a tale that is told! III Silence and darkness are weaving a web Broidered with Nothing at uttermost ebb :— Cover, oh cover the shaming of Seb! Fling the wide veil, O Nuit, on the shame |— Shame from the Knowledge and unto the Name— Hide it, O hide it, in flowers of flame!…
1910 · PDF PAGE 72
…o say one word about her mouth ! God ! hadst Thou given me that one word, I now might praise Thee, though Thou damn. But oh ! not ever a soul hath heard Its echo, O Thou great I Am ! Lo ! Thou hast made the winds, the stars, The sun, the moon, the great grave earth ; Thou has touched the swaying nenuphars With music, and made godly mirth With corn and wine ; Thou hast made Thee man ; Thou hast loved and suffered, died and risen ; Buthath Thy mouth grown white and wan, Sucked out into that strange sweet prison Nay, Thou hast never kissed the mo…
1944 · PDF PAGE 243
…play, sublime Experiment! q Witchmoon, upon thy beck of blood afloat The Midnight Beetle’s brave prophetic Boat! r The Sun, our Father! Soul of Life and Light, Love and play freely, sacred in Thy sight! w Nuit, Hadit, Ra‐Hoor‐Khuit! The Aeon Of the Twin Child! Exult, o Empyrean! t Naught becomes All to realise the span Of naught, O perfect Universe of Pan.
1996 · PDF PAGE 74
…le, a senseless spasm, and a sudden revul sion of shame, as it is to him. We have an art of expression; we are trained to interpret the soul and the spirit in terms of the body. We do not deny the existence of the body, or despise it; but we refuse to regard it in any other light than this: it is the organ of the Self. It must never theless be ordered according to its own laws; those of the mental or moral Self do not apply to it. We love; that is, we will to unite: then the one must study the other, divine every butterfly thought as it flits…
1899 · PDF PAGE 23
…sighs. Bring music, hear me chant the world that is, And how Loves ambush in all nature lies, And I will tell how for one eager kiss My soul is fain to forget Paradise In Archais.
1901 · PDF PAGE 10
…; Called to the dead, the drowsed, arise ! awake! Their dark profoundest thought Was less than She I sought, It was as nought! I drew my soul, I dived beneath the burning lake. Thrice, in the vault of Hell, my Word was born, Abortive, in the empty wilderness. False echoes, made malicious, turn to scorn The awful accents, the Supreme address. The Fourth, the final word! All chaos shrank and heard
1903 · PDF PAGE 48
…ing lewd gamine, Idle and vicious, void of thought, Easy, impertinent, unclean— Utterly charming! Yes, my queen! She had a generous baby soul, Prattled of love. Should I control, Repress perhaps the best instinct The child had ever had? I winked At foolish neighbours, did not shirk. Such café Turc I made her drink As she had never had before; Set her where you are sitting ; chatted ; 46
1909 · PDF PAGE 37
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1910 · PDF PAGE 497
George Raffalovich’s forthcoming works. THE HISTORY OF A SOUL. Price 3s. 6d. Edition strictly limited. THE DEUCE AND ALL. A COLLECTION OF SHORT STORIES. Is. net. READY SHORTLY. Through THE EQUINOX and all booksellers. MR. NEUBURG’S NEW VOLUME OF POEMS. Imperial 16mo, pp. 200. Ready immediately. Order through The Equinox, or of any Bookseller. THE TRIUMPH OF PAN. Poems sy VICTOR B. NEUBURG. This volume, containing many poems—nearly all of them hitherto unpublished— besides Toe TriumpH oF Pan, includes THE RoMANCE or OLivia VANE. The First Editio…
1910 · PDF PAGE 497
George Raffalovich’s forthcoming works. THE HISTORY OF A SOUL. Price 3s. 6d. Edition strictly limited. THE DEUCE AND ALL. A COLLECTION OF SHORT STORIES. Is. net. READY SHORTLY. Through THE EQUINOX and all booksellers. MR. NEUBURG’S NEW VOLUME OF POEMS. Imperial 16mo, pp. 200. Ready immediately. Order through The Equinox, or of any Bookseller. THE TRIUMPH OF PAN. Poems sy VICTOR B. NEUBURG. This volume, containing many poems—nearly all of them hitherto unpublished— besides Toe TriumpH oF Pan, includes THE RoMANCE or OLivia VANE. The First Editio…
1910 · PDF PAGE 155
…lashes Lie still — my lust is burnt to bitter ashes ! The wrinkled eyepits black with grime and kohl Are like black bogs to suck away my soul. The coarse vermilion on thy cheeks is fire Of hell to blast the charred stump of desire. The blue tattoo-marks stain thy mouth like bruises ; The fat creeps on thy body as it chooses,
1914 · PDF PAGE 21
… some windy grandpapa Arrives to swell their sail— A combination gambling-hell And brothel near the Tour Eiffel. i Praise the Lord, O my soul! praise the Lord! Praise Him, the Father and the Friend of all, Whose service is its own most rich reward, Who never lets a saint or sparrow fall From the lions’ den He saved their prophet prey, And me—O praise Him !—from Chicago May. See! the grey billows flame between us now! “Beware of pickpockets, male and female” Moves me to laughter: from the poet's brow The veil of sorrow drops ; far, pure, and pal…
1954 · PDF PAGE 80
… own very precise definitions, in order to handle an abstruse and technical subject like Magick. The "ordinary" words such as God, self, soul, spirit and the rest have been used so many thousand times in so many thousand ways, usually by writers who knew not, or cared not for the necessity of definition that to use them to-day in any scientific essay is almost ludicrous. That is all, just now, sister; no more of your cavilling, please; sit down quietly with your 777, and get it by heart! Love is the law, love under will. Fraternally , 666
1905 · PDF PAGE 162
…eping. Tow clouded that mysterious Passion! I fell a-weeping in my bed, Forgetting, or not knowing. For a fire Too perfect for my sinful soul to touch Gathered me closely in itself, to hide Its utter glory from me. Now I feel Swift troubled tremblings in myself: T seck Again those visionary skies. Alas! That angel chorus swells another note I cannot understand. CORA. I am so moved, I cannot find it in my heart to say The words I purposed. Let my folly pass As an old worldly woman’s talk. MADELINE, Ono! You bear the sainted frayrance of your lov…
1901 · PDF PAGE 67
…isaster Fall from the Archer’s bitter kiss Fast to their mute abyss. The pale sweet blooms of lotos burn ; The scent of spring is in the soul; Men’s spirits to the loftiest turn; Light is extended and made whole. The waters of the whispering Nile Lisp of their loves a little while, Then break, like songsters, into sighing, Because the lazy days are dying; And swift and tawny streams must rise World’s world to fertilise. The lotos is afire for love, Its yearnings are immortal still ; But in its bosom, fed thereof, Lust, like a child, will have h…
1904 · PDF PAGE 56
…ging their weary steeds ? Half-dying The beasts bend bitter to the storm’s Assault : they hunt ? A man, be sure ! These figures touch my soul with fear. What of my love ? These caitiffs chase him, May be. Who rides ? I’ll catch his bridle,
1907 · PDF PAGE 21
Above soul, spirit, heart, thought, being, mind, Allbut most irrevocably entwined And irrevocably alone. XVI HERE was a boy with O ! the face of dawn, The mother-of-pearl that shimmered on his skin, The breasts like golden roses circling red, The limbs like limbs of a young fawn For lithenessO ! for innocence of sin His eyes burned wondrous bright, his sun-crowned head Danced with its sweet and sacred hopes, So that he paced the enamelled slopes Laughing upon the laughing lake below, Expectant of some strange experience Worth all the woes of …
1910 · PDF PAGE 53
… dæmonic dawn When he did split My spirit with his lightnings and enveloped it ! XXIX So I am stretched out naked to the knife, My whole soul twitching with the stress Of the expected yet surprising strife, A martyrdom of blessedness. Though Death came, I could kiss him into life ; Though Life came, I Could kiss him into death, and yet nor live nor die ! XXX Yet I that am the babe, the sire, the dam, Am also none of these at all ;
1913 · PDF PAGE 216
…orget me, as you would forget the breeze That sudden stirs at nightfall in the trees And with the first bright peep of stars is Aled. My soul starts out alone without a dread And longs to drink oblivion to the lees . But if from out my sombre life I flung Some spark of song that sprang afire and sung Such strains as woke your song to answer mine , Memory be brazier for the sacred fire , And unforgetting praise your priests ' attire . I would be mortal and my words divine. 197
1901 · PDF PAGE 31
…nother fire ; If God’s damnation can devise A lust to match these agonies. The desert wind my body burns, The voice of flesh consumes my soul ; My body towards the city turns, My spirit seeks its fierier goal ; In wells of heaven to quench my thirst, And take God’s hand among the first. I conquered self, I grew at last A prophet chosen of the Lord ; I blew the trumpet’s iron blast That called on Zimri Omri’s sword ; My voice inflamed the fiery steel That was to smite upon Jezreel. And now, I haste from yonder sands, With fervour filled, to say …