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…l a doubtful tear. These are with me, these are of me, these approve me, these obey, Choose me, move me, fear me, love me, master of the night and day. These are real, these illusion : I am of them, false or frail, True or lasting, all is fusion in the spirits shadow- veil,
…e must its fill Drink of the bloody rill Wherein men lave their mouths, arise and smite and kill. Listen all lands, and wonder ! For the night Rolls back her beaten iron, and the day Breaks, and the passionate heralds of the light, Armoured with love for panoply of might, Rush on the portals of the falling way. The lamps of heaven are dim while swords strike fire From rocks whose crests burn higher :— At their assault hell’s dogs gasp, totter, and expire All the gold gates are open of the East ; The rugged columns of the hills uphold A dome of …
…e last time for a sail in vain, And looking upward not in vain, lay down And died, to pass where cold and any pain Are not. So still the night is, like the crown Most white of the high God that glittereth, The stars surround the moon, and Nereids drown Their rippled tresses in her golden breath. Let us keep watch, my true love, caught at last Between my hands, and not remember death. Only bethink us of the daylight past, The long chase oversea, the storm, the speed Whereby we ran before the leaping blast, And left the swift pursuers at our need…
…nd paler curves of the immutable bars That line the universe with light, Great eagle-flights of mystic moons That dip, while the dull midnight swoons About the skirts of Night: These bowed and shaped themselves and said : “It shall be thus!” And the intolerable luminous Death that is god bent down his head And answered: “ Thus, immutably, Above all days and deeds, shall be!” And the great Light that is above all gods Lifted his calm brow, spake, and all the seas, And all the air, and all the periods Of seasons and of stars gave ear, and these V…
…ok, and a quiet cor- them ; ner... Darkness falls like dewfall about the hill Fresh as Spring, there kisses me on the fore- sides 3 head Night is upon me. Sleep, like a sister. Novi.--With the exception of this epilogue, and one or two of the lyrics, Crowley wished to suppress the whele of | ‘Phe ‘Vale of Archiis.” But it was thought inadvisable to form a precedent of this kind, as the book was regularly published. On the other hand, by adhering to this rule any poem not appearing in this edition may be definitely discarded as spurious.
…ed (this cunning clod !) Gilt off the gingerbread of God; And sipping His nepenthe clear, Sniffed “ Bah! plain gin and gingerbeer” —That night he happened to be sick: “ Poisoned,” he yelled, “ with Arsenic !" He left—his boomerang suspicions Created hosts of Black Magicians.
THE EQUINOX Of the burning and pitiless day, and the pitiless light,— Thee only beside me, above me the mystical night, No dream so created in darkness was ever more fair. For then was thy touch as the light of a life-giving fire, Which kindles, and scorches, and burns, with unsated desire, Thy breath the warm essence of myrtle, the fragrance of pine, The languorous smoke of a temple obscene yet divine, Which gladdens the soul of a god in his passionate ire. So silent those nights, I could fancy the uttermost deep Engulfed us for ever,—for ever…
THE EQUINOX Of the burning and pitiless day, and the pitiless light,— Thee only beside me, above me the mystical night, No dream so created in darkness was ever more fair. For then was thy touch as the light of a life-giving fire, Which kindles, and scorches, and burns, with unsated desire, Thy breath the warm essence of myrtle, the fragrance of pine, The languorous smoke of a temple obscene yet divine, Which gladdens the soul of a god in his passionate ire. So silent those nights, I could fancy the uttermost deep Engulfed us for ever,—for ever…
… ; the one hath invaded The heights of its soul, and its laughter is braided With comets whose plumes are the galaxies Like winds on the night’s inaccessible seas. Oh master ! my master ! nay, bid me not ride To the heaven beyond heaven ; for I may not abide. I faint : I am frail : not a mortal may bear The invisible light, the abundance of air. I fail : I am sinking : O Thou, be my friend ! Bear me up ! Bear me up ! Bear me up to the end ! Now ! Now ! In the heart of the bliss beyond being The None is involved in the One that, unseeing, Dashes…
…eable river, And race the rhythm of laughter to its home In the heart of the woman, and evoke the light Of love out of the fiery womb of night ! XVIII. FRIENDSHIP. BETTER than bliss of floral kiss, Eternal rapture caught and held; Better than rapture’s self is this To which we find ourselves compelled, The trick of self-analysis. Thoughts fetter not true love: we weld No bands by logic: on our lips The idle metaphysic quibble Laughs: what portends the late eclipse? What oracle of the solar sybil? Orion’s signal banner dips: ‘* This is the folly…
…wakes. With maddening hoofs, ye coursers of the sun, Spurn the reverberant air and paw the day, Make east and west indissolubly one, And night fall beaten, for its day is spun, And bid light gird its sword to thigh, display The shield of heaven’s blue, and call the deep To watch the warrior sleep Of two fast friends that wake only if brave men weep. Wake, western land so fair, and this shall be ! Speak and accomplish, let no ardour slip, A sullen hound, ad be brought shamefully Back, and resurge the tremor of the sea, And spoil a perfect kiss f…
THE HOUSE II3 Into a pageant of triumphant shapes. So, as the night grows deeper, and no moon Stirs the black heaven, no star its cloud escapes, I sit and watch the fire : my musing drapes My soul in darker dreams ; the storm’s wild tune Rolls ever deeper in my shuddering swoon : Whereat I start, shudder, and pull together My mind. Why, surely it must be the hour ! My friend is coming through the wet wild weather Across the moor’s inhospitable heather To the old stately tower—my own dear tower. He will not fail me for a sudden shower ! My frien…
AMBERGRIS 9 FROM SONGS OF THE SPIRIT Astrology A lonely spirit seeks the midnight hour, When souls have power To cast away one moment bonds of clay, And touch the day With pallid, wistful lips beyond the earth, And bring to birth New thoughts with which life long has travailed ; As if one dead Should rise and utter secrets of the tomb, And from hells womb Or heavens breast bring all the load of fears, Toils of long years, Sorrows of life and agonies of death, Hard caught-up breath, The labouring hands of love, the cheeks of shame, The gloomy …
SIR PALAMEDES, THE SARACEN KNIGHT A boy’s laugh and a maiden’s glance Are sweet as paramours ! Stay! is there naught some wanton wight May do to excite the glamoured knight? Yea! the song takes a sea-wild swell ; The dance moves in a mystic web; Strange lights abound and terrible; The life that flowed is out at ebb. The lights are gone; the night is come; The lads and lasses sink, awaiting Some climax—oh, how tense and dumb The expectant hush intoxicating! Hush! the heart’s beat! Across the moor Some dreadful god rides fast, be sure ! The liste…
SIR PALAMEDES, THE SARACEN KNIGHT A boy’s laugh and a maiden’s glance Are sweet as paramours ! Stay! is there naught some wanton wight May do to excite the glamoured knight? Yea! the song takes a sea-wild swell ; The dance moves in a mystic web; Strange lights abound and terrible; The life that flowed is out at ebb. The lights are gone; the night is come; The lads and lasses sink, awaiting Some climax—oh, how tense and dumb The expectant hush intoxicating! Hush! the heart’s beat! Across the moor Some dreadful god rides fast, be sure ! The liste…
…SS As I placed the rigid pen4 of my thought within the inkstand of my imagination, I tasted the bliss of Allah ; and withdrawing, beheld Night and the Void like an hollow vortical shell.5 But it was only Habib’s podex ;6 and EL QAHAR would rather pos- sess Habib’s podex than the universe. 1. I am alone responsible for these capital summaries ; but a well known lady mystic in Lon- don assures me that they are just. 2. [Persian text] satirist, not to be confused with [Persian text] pilgrim. 3. El Qahar — The Conqueror — Abdullah’s ‘ Takhallus ’ o…
…e Uprising of the Sun. Tahuti standeth in His splendour at the prow, and Ra- Hoor abideth at the helm. Hail unto Thee from the Abodes of Night l 2. Also at Noon, let him greet the Sun, facing South, giving the sign of his grade. And let him say in a loud vome: Hail unto Thee who art Ahathoor in Thy triumphing, even unto Thee who art Ahathoor in Thy beauty, who travellest over the Heavens in Thy bark at the Mid-course of the Sun. Tahuti standeth in His splendour at the prow, and Ra- Hoor abideth at the helm. Hail unto Thee from the Abodes of Mor…
…e Uprising of the Sun. Tahuti standeth in His splendour at the prow, and Ra- Hoor abideth at the helm. Hail unto Thee from the Abodes of Night l 2. Also at Noon, let him greet the Sun, facing South, giving the sign of his grade. And let him say in a loud vome: Hail unto Thee who art Ahathoor in Thy triumphing, even unto Thee who art Ahathoor in Thy beauty, who travellest over the Heavens in Thy bark at the Mid-course of the Sun. Tahuti standeth in His splendour at the prow, and Ra- Hoor abideth at the helm. Hail unto Thee from the Abodes of Mor…
…pel The final dross by intimate stream Of glowing truth, our lunar light ! Are you not ready? Who would stay? Arise, O Queen, O Queen of Night ! Arise, and leave the little day! XXXII. Lapy, awake the dread abyss Of knowledge in impassioned eyes ! Fathom the gulfs of awful bliss With the poised plummet of a kiss ! Love hath the arcanum of the wise ; Love is the elixir, love the stone ; The rosy tincture shall arise Out of its shadowy cadences. Love is the Work, and love alone Rewards the ingenious alchemist. Chaste fervours chastely overthrown …
…leaming. Now all the birds change tune, and all the light Glows lowlier, musing on departed day. Strange wings and sombre, heralding the night, Fleet far across the woods; and gleaming bright The evening star looks from the orient way. Shadow and silence deepen: all the woods Take on a tenderer phrase of musical Breezes: the stream-sought homes and solitudes Murmura little where the maiden moods Are sadder as the evening’s kisses fall. 74