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Page 74 of 1961910 · PDF PAGE 196
…CARR. No ; my memory is excellent. EUPHEMIA. Of what you swore ? CARR. I swore at the granite for not being moss. EUPHEMIA. You swore to love me always. CARR. The champagne at the Mena House is not cham- pagne ; it isthe cork of it is labelled Good intentions. EUPHEMIA. Then you didnt mean it ? CARR. [kissing her]. Am I, or am I nota plain ques- tion as between man and manloving you now ? EUPHEMIA. Oh, I know ! But I am so worried that everything most sure seems all shaken in the storm of it ! I was gladglad, glad !when that Mr. Todd c…
1929 · PDF PAGE 96
… Law and the Commentaries thereon. It explains Existence. 2. This is the case because we happen ourselves to be Microcosms whose Law is “love under will”. But it is aîso Magick for an unit which has attained Perfection (in absolute nothingness,0°), to become “divided for love’s sake, for the chance of union”. 6o
1906 · PDF PAGE 84
…pasmic kiss too salt and keen, Windless, that ended with a sterile sting The earlier hour whose heart was full of spring 3 And the large love grew piteously lean; Dreadful, like death; withdrawn and epicene At the mad crisis of the eventful thing. O that such tender fondness like a flower’s Should take such nameless infamy! That we Should pluck such bitter bloom, rooted in fear, 1 On the westward voyage across the Pacific a day is ‘lost’ on the 180th degree. Salt with the scurf of some diseaséd sea, Foul with the curse of God: that we are here,…
1961 · PDF PAGE 113
…, so that I am confused in my Mind and bewildered. And this other Woman stirreth my true Nature in its Depth, so that I will not call it Love. For the Voice of Love I know of old; but this other Woman speaketh in a Tongue whereof I have no Understanding. k
1961 · PDF PAGE 216
…thou treasure this Letter, for it is mine especial Gift, and hath Radiance of the Light of my Wisdom, and flameth, being the Blood of my Love of thee and of Mankind. Also, it is the Word of my Will, the Charter of the Liberty of my Soul, and thine, and that of every Man, and every Woman; for we are Stars. O my Son, for many Days was I silent, until thou wast fearful lest thou hadst, by Ignorance or by Inadvertance, enkindled the Fire of my Wrath. But I spake not, because I knew in my Wisdom that thou must pass a certain Ordeal of thine Initiati…
1898 · PDF PAGE 116
…run. ’ Tis Autumn, and the dying breeze Murmurs “ embrace ”; the moon replies “ Embrace ” ; the soughing of the trees Calls us to linger loverwise, And drain our passion to the lees. ’ Tis Autumn. The belated dove Calls through the beeches, that bestir Themselves to kiss the skies above, As I will kiss with him and her. Leave us, sweet Autumn, to our love.
1907 · PDF PAGE 163
…d, A system of a thousand planets piled ! Iam: the least, the greatest: the frail life Of some small coral-insect still may tremble With love for me, and call me queen and wife ; The shy plant of the water may dissemble Its love beneath the fronds; reply to strife With strife, and all its tiny being crumble Under my rough and warrior husband-kiss, Whose pain shall burn, and alter, and be bliss! I am: no word beside that solemn one Reigns in sound’s kingdom to express my station, Who, clothed and crowned with suns beyond the sun, Bear on the mig…
1907 · PDF PAGE 132
…rling its unfortunate aspirant into the arms of Lubentina . The lust after God and the lust after man are near akin . A woman crossed in love and debarred from enjoying the sweet em braces of her lover , will embrace in his stead the sour feet of her God . Similarly , Magdalene , having passionately sought love , and having lost the skein of her desires in the labyrinthine byways of lust , threw her weeping form at the feet of Him in whom she found the ideal of her affection , washing those dusty feet with her tears , and drying them with the l…
1919 · PDF PAGE 327
…to one’s job. But in another sense Change is the Great Friend. As it is marvelous well shewed forth by The Beast Himself in Liber Aleph, Love is the law, and Love is Change, by definition. Short of writing a sepa- rate interpretation suited for every grade, therefore, the commentator is in a bog of quandary which makes Flanders Mud seem like polished granite. He can only do his poor best, leaving it very much to the intelligence of each reader to get just what he needs. These remarks are peculiarly applicable to the present treatise; for the is…
1905 · PDF PAGE 22
THE TALE OF ARCHAIS 15 The queen clapped dainty hands, caressed _ of dew, And bade the love-lorn wanderer sing anew. ‘His muse came trembling, soon through starry air it flew. SONG OF CHARICLES. Within the forest gloom There lies a lover’s bower, A lotus-flower In bloom. O lotus-flower too white, Starred purple, round and sweet, Rich golden wheat Of night ! Pll kiss thee, lotus-flower, I'll pluck thee, yellow grain, Once and again This hour. There coos a dove to me Across the waves of space} O passionate face To see! I’ll woo thee, silver dove,…
1905 · PDF PAGE 89
…ay beards, and goatish manners? Hark to them ! CHORUS. In the brave old days ere men began To bind young hearts with an iron tether, Ere love was brief as life, a span, Ere love was light as life, a feather, Earth was free as the glad wild weather, God was father and friend to man. AHINOAM. Then when with mildness and much joy our judge Draw hither, let us send to meet his steps In sackcloth clad, with ashes on their heads, His cruel brethren, that he spare their lives. CHORUS. In the heart of a conqueror mercy sits A brighter jewel than vengea…
1910 · PDF PAGE 104
AMBERGRIS 95 9. 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. 10. Ay ! my own voice, my own thoughts. These, then, must be The mutiny of some worms misery, Some chained despai…
1898 · PDF PAGE 55
…CKHOLM 49 AT STOCKHOLM We could not speak, although the sudden glow Of passion mantling to the crimson cheek Of either, told our tale of love, although We could not speak. What need of language, barren and false and bleak, While our white arms could link each other so, And fond red lips their partners mutely seek ? What time for language, when our kisses flow Eloquent, warm, as words are cold and weak ?— Or now—Ah ! sweetheart, even were it so We could not speak !
1901 · PDF PAGE 11
…m the tribes of men. We lay like passion all that deadly day— Thou wast a lion as an angel then ! Great angel of the brazen brows, great lover, Great hater of my body as my soul, To whom I gave my life and love thrice over, Fill me one last caress—the poison-bowl ! Great angel of the brazen brows, great lover !
1910 · PDF PAGE 83
… No kiss be such a night as this ! Unless my Alice be the kiss. No blade of grass awaiting takes The dew fresh-fallen above, Because my lover swoons, and slakes Her bodys thirst of love. This night no dewfall from the blue ! Unless my Alice be the dew. This night O never dawn shall crest The world of wakening, Because my lover has my breast On hers for dawn and spring. This night shall never be withdrawn Unless my Alice be the dawn.
1910 · PDF PAGE 160
… JOHN Of me, Lord ? ISSA Thou the least, sweet queen and king. But — finally — in sooth, lad — even of thee. JOHN Lord, have I failed in love ? ISSA Failure must be. Not by thy fault, but fixed in every feature Of Mistress Smirking Whore, our Mother Nature, Whose filthy dugs our poisoned kisses suck. Pah ! the whole world is just a mass of muck. JOHN Wait, master ! that’s a Phrase.
1907 · PDF PAGE 102
96 GARGOYLES IMAGES OF DEATH PROLOGUE. PATCHOULI. LIKE memories of love they come, My perfumes in the silver vase: The fragrant root, the odorous gum, Myrrh, aloes, or olibanum :— Anon, like memories of love, they pass ! They pass, and all the wonder-web Of thought and being is unrolled. Like sombre tides there flow and ebb Wonderful things ! not to be told: Beautiful things ! and images of gold. The touch of brown Habiba’s breast, The brimming lip, the cheek of down, The dainty dovelet in its nest : These fade, as ever a palimpsest Like autumn…
1954 · PDF PAGE 527
…t is the whole business in a nutshell, and expressed so that anyone, however ignorant of the subject, may grasp the essentials (I hope). Love is the law, love under will. Yours fraternally, 666
1905 · PDF PAGE 190
…. M.) ‘The number nine is sacred, as the Oracles inform us, and attaineth the summits of philosophy.”—ZoROASTER,. NINE times I kissed my lover in her sleep : The first time, to make sure that she was there ; The second, as a sleepy sort of prayer 3 The third, because I wished that she should weep 5 The fourth, to draw her kisses and to keep; The fifth, for love; the sixth, in sweet despair ; The seventh, to destroy us unaware 3 The eighth, to dive within the infernal deep. The last, to kill her-—-and myself as well! Ah! joy of sweet annihilatio…
1910 · PDF PAGE 27
…th it is one good deed wrought, One kind word spoken, one immortal thought Born in thee, all is paid : the weary strife Grows victory. Love is all and Death is nought ! Such an one wrote that work as I would meet, Lay my lifes burden at his silver feet, Have him give ear if I say Master. Yea ! I know no heaven, no honour, half so sweet ! He passed before me on the wheel of Time, He who knows no Timethe intense sublime Master of all philosophy and play, Lord of all love and music and sweet rime.