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Page 64 of 1231905 · PDF PAGE 98
…k and dun, Of pallid lips more haggard for the kiss Of Salmacis,? Of eager eyes that startle for the fear Too dimly dear Lest there come death, like passion, and fulfil Their dreams of ill! Oh! lift thy forehead to the night’s cool wind ! The meekest hind That fears the noonday in her grove is bold To seek the gold So pale and perfect as the moon puts on: The light is gone. Hardly as yet one sees the crescent maid Move, half afraid, Into the swarthy forest of the air And, breast made bare, Gather her limbs about her for the chase Through starry…
1905 · PDF PAGE 122
…piates in bloomless gardens throng, And Life, a moon, wanes fast ; But to thy garden richer buds belong And hardier flowers, and Love, a death- less sun, Flames eager to the last, And young desires in fleeter revels run, And Life revives, and all the flowers rejoice, Bird and light butterfly have made their choice, Creation hymns its God with an united voice. There is a storm without. The hoary trees Stagger; the foam is angry on the sea: I know the secret mountains are at ease, And in the deepest ice-embroidery Where great men’s spirits linger…
1901 · PDF PAGE 47
…god! For I am pregnant with my own son’s child, The fruit of my desire’s desire. Most pure, The single spirit of my godhead yearned From death to reap dominion, and from birth To pluck the blossom of its fruitful love, And be the sun to ripen and the rain To water it. My soul became the bride To its own body, and my body leapt With passion from mine own Imperial loins Begotten, and made strong from my own soul To answer it. I hail thee, son of mine, _ Cc
1912 · PDF PAGE 149
…! I am a circle on whose hands stand Twelve Kingdoms. Six are the seats of living breath: the rest are as sharp Sickles, or the Horns of Death Wherein the creatures of Earth are and are not, except (in) mine own hands; which sleep and shall rise] In the First I made ye stewards, and placed ye in twelve seats of government: giving unto every one of you power successively over the 456 true ages οἱtime: to the intent that from the highest vessels and the corners of your governments you might work my Power, pouring down the fires of life and increas…
1912 · PDF PAGE 149
…! I am a circle on whose hands stand Twelve Kingdoms. Six are the seats of living breath: the rest are as sharp Sickles, or the Horns of Death Wherein the creatures of Earth are and are not, except (in) mine own hands; which sleep and shall rise] In the First I made ye stewards, and placed ye in twelve seats of government: giving unto every one of you power successively over the 456 true ages οἱtime: to the intent that from the highest vessels and the corners of your governments you might work my Power, pouring down the fires of life and increas…
1928 · PDF PAGE 63
…ms bear it away from possibility. Each man carries in himself his dose of natural opium, incessantly secreted and renewed. From birth to death, how many hours can we count that are filled by positive enjoyment, by successful and decisive action? Shall we ever live, shall we ever pass into this picture which my soul has painted, this picture which resem- bles you? These treasures, this furniture, this luxury, this order, these perfumes, these miraculous flowers, they are you. Still you, these mighty rivers and these calm canals! These enormous s…
1899 · PDF PAGE 21
…er song than thrilled the rapturous birth Of stars and planets and the mother, earth ; As lovers, calling lovers when they die, Strangle death’s torture in love’s agony; As waters, shaken by the storm, that roar, Sea unto sea; as stars that burn before The blackness; as the mighty cry of swords Raging through battle, for its stronger chords ; And for its low entrancing music, made As waters lambent in the listening glade; As Sappho’s yearning to the amorous sea ; As Man’s Prometheus, in captivity Master and freeman ; as the holy tune All birds,…
1901 · PDF PAGE 113
…r. ‘I see all Nature claw and tear and bite, All hateful love and hideous: and the brood Misshapen, misbegotten out of spite; Lust after death; love in decrepitude. .
1905 · PDF PAGE 85
… her child ? O mother sea, O beautiful, more excellent than earth, How is thy travail understood, except thou give me birth ? O waves of death, O saltness, O sorrow manifold ! I see beneath thy darkness azure ; deeper still, the heart of gold. Am I not true, O mother, who hast held the lives of men Sucked down to thy swart bosom—O render not again ! Keep thou our life and mix it with thine eternal sleep : Rest, let us rest from passion there, deep ! O how deep ! Deep calleth unto deep, Amen ! hast thou no passion, thou ? Even now the white flam…
1909 · PDF PAGE 56
…s that plague them mast ; Break wind, and cali upon the Holy Ghost. ~ Yet I abide; for who is Pan is all. He hath no refuge in deceitful death. What soul is immanent may never fall; What soul is Breath can never fail of breath. The pity and the terror and the yearning Of this my silence and my solitude Are broken by the blazing and the burning Of this dread majesty, this million-hued Brilliance that coruscates its jetted fire Into the infinite aether; this austere And noble countenance set fast in dire And royal wrath, this awful face of fear B…
1911 · PDF PAGE 250
…n the womb of our mother; for we have loved as none have loved; for 1 am closer knit with thee than light and darkness, or than life and death! SOL, 22-1-1-22. [LEO gives way and returns to his throne, very sad. [SATAN—TYPHON advances to SOL and ARIES closes the vei! on them.] [BEszjumþs up and runs ofleronehz'ngly. [The h'ghts go ant. [SCORPIO-APOPHIS play: her serpent me!ody.* [LEO recites. Mortals never learn from stories How catastrophe becomes; How above the Victor’s glories In the trumpets and the drums * Andante Religioso : Thome. 72
1911 · PDF PAGE 250
…n the womb of our mother; for we have loved as none have loved; for 1 am closer knit with thee than light and darkness, or than life and death! SOL, 22-1-1-22. [LEO gives way and returns to his throne, very sad. [SATAN—TYPHON advances to SOL and ARIES closes the vei! on them.] [BEszjumþs up and runs ofleronehz'ngly. [The h'ghts go ant. [SCORPIO-APOPHIS play: her serpent me!ody.* [LEO recites. Mortals never learn from stories How catastrophe becomes; How above the Victor’s glories In the trumpets and the drums * Andante Religioso : Thome. 72
1911 · PDF PAGE 175
… Virgin, a magus, is to bring the Aeon to pass. And she, the herald, her func- tion fulfilled, withdraws within her mystic veil. 26. The death of the past Aeon, that of Jehovah and Jesus; ends with adumbration of the new, the vision of the Stele of Ankh-f-n-khonsu, whose discovery brought about in a human consciousness the knowledge of the Equinox of the Gods, 21. 3. 04. 25. Appearance of the Lion God of Horus, the child of Leo that incarnates him. The first Angel is Isis its mother. 173
1914 · PDF PAGE 7
…e edge of the abyss that bars salvation, And glare its knowledge of its own damnation. v Is it for this you gorge and swill—to mask That death’s-head? In the senses drown all sense? For this that love's a toil, a trade, a task, A labour Hercules might call immense?
1906 · PDF PAGE 36
…nd I choose the tortured way, And I stand before thy portal, and my face is cold and grey. Thou lovest me with a love more terrible than death; But thou art in the above, and my wings feel no wind’s breath. ) Thou art all too fierce and calm, too bitter and sweet, alas ! Thou weavest a cruel charm on my soul that is as glass. I know thee not, who art naked; I le be- neath thy feet Who hast called till my spirit achéd with a pang too deathly sweet. Thou hast given thee to me dying, and made thy bed to me. I shiver, I shrink, and, sighing, lament…
1929 · PDF PAGE 344
… Percy's career. In Orpheus love, it is true, inspires the poet to great deeds of a sort; but it ends in disappointment and leads him to death. But back to my sculptress! To her I dedicated Rodin in Rime and Clouds Without Water itself --- not openly; our love affair being no business of other people, and in any case being too much ginger for the "hoi" "polloi", but in such ways as would have recommended themselves to Edgar Allan Poe. There remains a tragic and abominable story to be told. She suddenly decided that she had better get married; n…
1904 · PDF PAGE 19
… misery occult in youth, awake At the first touch of the diviner air Of manhood, that could bane and blessing make, The Lord of Life and Death, the secret of the Snake. The snake of Egypt hath a body twin ; It hath bright wings wherewith it well can fly ; It is of virtue and of bitter sin ; It beareth strength and beauty in its eye ; Beneath its tongue are Hate and Misery ; Love in its coils is hidden, and its nature Is double everyway ; dost wonder why The poet worships every scaléd feature, And holds him lordliest yet of every kingly creature…
1909 · PDF PAGE 13
EDITORIAL II 1. There is no hope in physical life, since death of the individual, the race, and ultimately the planet, ends all. 2. There is no hope in reason, since it contradicts itself, and is in any case no more than a reflection upon the facts of physical life. 3. What hope there may be in Investigation of the physical facts of Nature on Scientific lines is already actively sought after by a powerful and well-organised body of men of perfect probity and high capacity. 4. There is no hope in Faith, for there are many warring Faiths, all equ…
1909 · PDF PAGE 13
EDITORIAL II 1. There is no hope in physical life, since death of the individual, the race, and ultimately the planet, ends all. 2. There is no hope in reason, since it contradicts itself, and is in any case no more than a reflection upon the facts of physical life. 3. What hope there may be in Investigation of the physical facts of Nature on Scientific lines is already actively sought after by a powerful and well-organised body of men of perfect probity and high capacity. 4. There is no hope in Faith, for there are many warring Faiths, all equ…
1910 · PDF PAGE 231
…e! Poor, poor Henry! DELHOMME. In the very flower of his life. . . . CARR [solemnly]. Truly, my dear sir, in the midst of life we are in death. : 213