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Page 58 of 1961899 · PDF PAGE 11
…flames candescent as the dew, Red flowers too queenly for a mortal name ! The sea is pregnant with green stars ; the land, The sky, like lovers stand With kiss half-consciously exchanged, hand fast in hand. O lovers fair and free, the wings of peace Bear this voice onward ; linger as your will By moon-wrought glades, and softly murmuring seas, Lands white with summer, and the quiet leas ! Linger, and let no word of music thrill Your hearts ; young love is all the harp ye need : Your kiss in very deed Is keen to echo song well tuned from Milton’…
1901 · PDF PAGE 16
2 THE MOTHER'S TRAGEDY Love that was strong die away as a song, Melt as a cable of sand. But I am watching, with unwearied eye, The wayfare of the tragedy. I see the brightness of the home; I see The grisly phantom of despair to be. I see the miserable past redeemed, (Intolerable as its purpose seemed,) Redeemed by love: I see the jealous days Pass into sunshine, and youth-beaming rays Quicken the soul’s elixir. Let me show How these air-castles tumble into woe. CORA. Why did your eyelids quiver as I spoke ? A smile, a tear? that trembling, in …
1901 · PDF PAGE 130
…r aspiration in the nobler hour— Not mere repression, but the hope and crown Of fallen hierarchies no more cast down. O misery of triple love and grief And hope ! O joy of hatred and despair And happiness ! The little hour is brief, And the lithe fingers soothe the listless hair Less, and the kisses swoon to tenderer sighs And little sobs of sleeping ecstasies. No ! for the envy of the infinite Crushes the juice from out the poppy’s stem, And brown-stained fingers wring the petals white, And weary lips seek lotus-life in them Vainly : the lotus…
1904 · PDF PAGE 68
… I overlord. So flits-out, like a sword Flashed through a duellist’s live heart, My thought ; in all the abodes of sense, The shrines of love and art, The adytum of omnipotence, I am supreme, through thee, sweet Angela ! For all the beauties of the universe, The glories hidden in the flower’s cup, All, all that wakes the soul to worship, verse, Ripe verse, all wines, all dreams that the soft God lifts up : All these are eidola, Mere phantom will ’o the wisps, thy love the real ! There is no more ideal For me ; romance hath shot its bolt ; The b…
1937 · PDF PAGE 3
…that, and no other shall say nay. 44. For pure will, unassuaged of purpose, delivered from the lust of result, is every way perfect. 57. Love is the law, love under will. CHAPTER II. 19. Is a God to live in a dog? No ! but the highest are of us. They shall rejoice, our chosen; who sorroweth is not of us. 20. Beauty and strength, leaping laughter and delicious languor, force and fire, are of us. 58. Yea ! deem not of change: ye shall be as ye are, and not other. Therefore the kings of the earth shall be kings for ever. The slaves shall serve.
1961 · PDF PAGE 153
…lory unto Glory in continual Joy. O Son, o Reward of my Work, o Harmony and Completion of my Nature, o Token of my Toil, o Witness of my Love for thy sweet Mother, the holy and adulterous Hilarion, my Concubine, adorable in thine Innocence as she in her Perfection, is not this verily Intoxication of rhe Spirit in the Innermost, to be free absolutely and eternally, to run and to return upon the Course in the Play of Love, to fulfil Nature constantly in Light and Life? Afloat in the æthyr, o my God, my God! Without Support, without Constraint, …
1898 · PDF PAGE 5
SCENES. .I. THE ANGEL OF PITY. II. THE ANGEL OF LOVE. IItl. THE ANGEL OF DEATH. , IV. THE FORM OF THE FOURTH WAS LIKE THE SON OF GOD. PERSONS. PERCY BRANDON (a Poet). EsME VAUGHAN. Mr. VAUGHAN (her Father). MR. BRANDON (Father of Percy). A FRIEND TO VAUGHAN. Butler, Footmen, etc., etc.
1906 · PDF PAGE 132
…ng, madness, grief, Beyond all speaking or belief. But the first glance at those bold eyes! Ah! let me fling me at her feet ! Take me, O love! Thy terror flies. Kiss me again, again, O sweet ! O honeyed queen, old paramour, So keen our joy be and so sure! ‘‘The king would be alone !”’ Fast fly The trembling lackeys at her voice. Lapped in her billowy breasts I he, And love, and languish, and rejoice, And—ah—forget ! The ecstatic hour Bursts like a poppy into flower. Back ! thou black spectre! In her arms Devouring and devoured of love, Feeding …
1906 · PDF PAGE 37
…e flaming sword, Crowned child and conquering Lord: Horus, avenger. Vi. Dawn-star of flaming light, Five rays in one unite, Light, Life, Love, Mercy, Might, Star of the Magi. VII. Lift, lift the Cross of Light,_: Rose, golden, green, and white, Rise, rise athwart the night! Mighty Aeshuri ! VIII. Flame, flame, thou Blazoned Sun! Seal-Star of Solomon ! Seven Mysteries in One ! Godhead and Mankind ! IX. Beauty and life and love ! Let fly thy darling dove ! Bend to us from above, Lady Ahathor ! Xx. Where light and darkness meet, There shine thy fl…
1954 · PDF PAGE 173
… I don't know every detail of your life, every trick of your thought. You must do ninety percent of the work for yourself. Whether it is love, or your daily avocation, or diet, or friends, or amusements, or anything else, you must find out what helps you to your True Will and what hinders; cherish the one and eschew the other. I want to insist most earnestly that concentration is not, as we nearly all of us think, a matter of getting things right in the practices; you must make every breath you draw subservient to the True Will, to fertilize th…
1912 · PDF PAGE 24
…k of G, who went ashore once too often, and was caught by a girl named Alphonsina Nectarine Stubbs; think of H, who had to shave off the loveliest red beard to show what a strong chin he really had; think of I—nol that isn’t grammar—think of Mel My catalogue need not stop there, but it shall. Against all this what have we to urge but the awful example of J, who wanted to store up Ojas, and went off his K—nut? No, dear readers, love is not all that it’s cracked up to be. It’s a good boy to have to answer the bell, but it’s a bad packing-house wh…
1912 · PDF PAGE 24
…k of G, who went ashore once too often, and was caught by a girl named Alphonsina Nectarine Stubbs; think of H, who had to shave off the loveliest red beard to show what a strong chin he really had; think of I—nol that isn’t grammar—think of Mel My catalogue need not stop there, but it shall. Against all this what have we to urge but the awful example of J, who wanted to store up Ojas, and went off his K—nut? No, dear readers, love is not all that it’s cracked up to be. It’s a good boy to have to answer the bell, but it’s a bad packing-house wh…
1947 · PDF PAGE 8
seen of the seeing. Also I have a secret glory for them that love me. But to love me is better than all things : if under the night stars in the desert thou presently burnest mine incense before me, invoking me with a pure heart, and the Serpent flame therein, thou shalt come a little to lie in my bosom. For one kiss wilt thou then be willing to give all ; but whoso gives one particle of dust shall lose all in that hour. Behold ! the rituals of the old time are black. Let the evil ones be cast away ; let the good ones be purged by the prophet !…
1905 · PDF PAGE 123
II8 ANIMA LUNAE Drew back the veil of sleep ; But strange : the king turned idly, sought to press The bosom where love lately burnt supreme, And found no ivory deep. He turned and sought out life ; and nothing lived : Death, and nought died. The king’s brow fell. Sore grieved He rose, not knowing : and before his will Swan’s throat, dove’s eyes, moon’s breast, and woman’s mouth, And form desirable Of all the clustered love drew back : grew still “ O turn, my lover, turn thee to the South ! ” The girl’s warm song of the Siesta’s hour. Heedless o…
1905 · PDF PAGE 13
…violate, invulnerable Rose ! The sound of my own voice carries me on. I am as a ship whose anchors are all gone, Whose rudder is held by Love the indomitable Purposeful helmsman ! Were his port high Hell, Who should be fool enough to care ? Suppose Hells waters wash the memory of this rose Out of my mind, what misery matters then ? Or, if they leave it, all the woes of men Are as pale shadows in the glory of That passionate splendour of Love. Ay ! my own voice, my own thoughts. These, then, must be The mutiny of some worms misery, Some chai…
1912 · PDF PAGE 244
THE EQUINOX success, good luck and fortune; love, gladness, kindness, liberality. Binah of( ?הPlenty, hospitality, eating and drinking, pleasure, dancing, new clothes, merriment). Therein the Angels?לאהארand m::- are lords. LVI THE LORD OF BLENDED PLEASURE Four of Chalice: FOUR cups: the two upper overflowing into the two lower, which do not overflow. An Angelic Hand grasps a branch of lotus, from which ascends a stem bearing one flower at the top of the card, from which the white water flows into the two upper cups. From the centre two leaves pass…
1912 · PDF PAGE 244
THE EQUINOX success, good luck and fortune; love, gladness, kindness, liberality. Binah of( ?הPlenty, hospitality, eating and drinking, pleasure, dancing, new clothes, merriment). Therein the Angels?לאהארand m::- are lords. LVI THE LORD OF BLENDED PLEASURE Four of Chalice: FOUR cups: the two upper overflowing into the two lower, which do not overflow. An Angelic Hand grasps a branch of lotus, from which ascends a stem bearing one flower at the top of the card, from which the white water flows into the two upper cups. From the centre two leaves pass…
1961 · PDF PAGE 220
…right Spelling this is TRINU whereof the Number is the Number of the Name of Me thy Father! to wit, Six Hundred and Three Score and Six. Love is the law, love under will. 666. An. XIV ! in a = in a a
1906 · PDF PAGE 20
XVI. Wisdom and Love, intenser glow! Beauty and Strength, increase and burn! Be brothers to the law of life! Things as they are—their nature know! Act! Nor for faith nor folly turn! The hour is nigh when man and wife, Knowing, shall worship face to face, Beget and bear the royal race. 12
1906 · PDF PAGE 40
34 ORACLES Here, in the crescent beach and bay, the sea, Curven and carven in warm shapes of dream, Answers the love-song of the lilied stream, And moves to bridal music. The lion-shapen headland guards the shore 3; The ocean, the bull-throated, evermore Roars; the vast wheel of heaven turns above, Its rim of pain, its jewelled heart of love ; Sun-waved, the eagle wing Of the air of feathered spring Royally sweeps, and on the musical marge Watches alone the man. O silvern shape and span Of moonlight, reaching over the grey, large Breast of the …