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Page 77 of 1281913 · PDF PAGE 121
G . Leathem . The inner soul may learn . I cannot put The beauty of my art into mere words ; In picture or in music set it forth ; I may suggest and lighten — that is all . Before the poet 's eye there ever floats A vision of a Land of Heart 's Desire Utopia , Atlantis , Tir - nam - Og , Call it what name you will — where one escapes The ugliness and sordidness of life . In mathematics I have found a land Which jealousy and meanness cannot reach ; A land of ample sweep and vast expanse ; Lifeless and cold indeed , but beautiful With the calm be…
1929 · PDF PAGE 107
…en influenced by Ibsen, with a touch of Bulwer Lytton. In The Temple of the Holy Ghost, however, the reader may trace the progress of my soul's development. A few of the poems in this book are comparatively normal. One can see the extent of my debt to various predecessors, especially Baudelaire. But while there is a certain delight in dalliance with demoniac Delilahs, there is a steady advance towards the utmost spiritual purity. In "The Athanor", the invocation of the Holy Guardian Angel reveals my true aspirations; while in "The Mountain Chri…
1905 · PDF PAGE 220
THE IOLY OF HOLIES i) — om) Nature is one with my distress. The flowers are dull, the stars pale. I am the Soul of Nothingness. I cannot lift the golden veil. O Mother Isis,! let thine cyes Behold my grief, and sympathise ! are I cannot round the perfect wheel, Attain not to the fuller end. In part I love, in part I feel, IKnow, worship, will, and comprehend. O Mother Nephthys,* fill me up Thine own perfection’s deadly cup! My aspiration quails within me ; ‘* My heart is fixed,” in vain I ery ; The little loves and whispers win me :— + 39 ** El…
1909 · PDF PAGE 81
…ained, mistaking the Qliphoth for Kether. 2. In keeping the vow “I will interpret every phenomenon as aparticular dealing of God with my soul " the mere animal actions are the most resistant. One cannot see the nature of the phenomenon; it seems so un- important; one is inclined to despise it. Hence I enter it in the record as a correc- tive. 79
1910 · PDF PAGE 75
…liness of love Reigns ; and so fallen from the heights above Immeasurable, the influence unseen Of music and of spiritual fire, That the soul sleeps, forgotten of desire, Only remembering its God-like birth Reflected in the deity of earth, Becometh even as God. The pensive period Of night and day beats like a waving fan No more, no more ; the years, Reft of their joys and fears, Pass like pale faces, leave the life of man Untroubled of their destinies, Leave him forgotten of life and time, immortal, calm and wise.
1911 · PDF PAGE 198
… an altar. 0 melancholy Brothers, dark, dark, dark ! Ο battling' in black floods without an ark! Ο spectral Wanderers of unholy Night! My soul hath bled {or you these sunless years, With bitter blood-drops running down like tears : Oh, dark, dark, dark, withdrawn from joy and light ! My heart is sick with anguish for your bale! Your woe hath been my anguish ; yea, Ι quail And perish in your perishing unblest. And I have searched the heights and depths, the scope Of all our universe, with desperate hope Το find some solace for your wild unrest. * …
1911 · PDF PAGE 267
… of the [ha/(mea' LUNA, who play: her 8761616/?שושmelody? PISCES manifests dz‘siress.) VENUS. Brother Libra, what is this song? LIBRA My soul is an enchanted boat, Which, like a sleeping swan, doth float Upon the silver waves of thy sweet singing ; And thine doth like an angel sit Beside a helm conducting it, Whilst all the winds with melody are ringing. It seems to float ever, for ever, Upon that many-winding river, Between mountains, woods, abysses, A paradise of wildernesses! Till, like one in slumber bound, Borne to the ocean, I float down, ar…
1911 · PDF PAGE 198
… an altar. 0 melancholy Brothers, dark, dark, dark ! Ο battling' in black floods without an ark! Ο spectral Wanderers of unholy Night! My soul hath bled {or you these sunless years, With bitter blood-drops running down like tears : Oh, dark, dark, dark, withdrawn from joy and light ! My heart is sick with anguish for your bale! Your woe hath been my anguish ; yea, Ι quail And perish in your perishing unblest. And I have searched the heights and depths, the scope Of all our universe, with desperate hope Το find some solace for your wild unrest. * …
1911 · PDF PAGE 267
… of the [ha/(mea' LUNA, who play: her 8761616/?שושmelody? PISCES manifests dz‘siress.) VENUS. Brother Libra, what is this song? LIBRA My soul is an enchanted boat, Which, like a sleeping swan, doth float Upon the silver waves of thy sweet singing ; And thine doth like an angel sit Beside a helm conducting it, Whilst all the winds with melody are ringing. It seems to float ever, for ever, Upon that many-winding river, Between mountains, woods, abysses, A paradise of wildernesses! Till, like one in slumber bound, Borne to the ocean, I float down, ar…
1913 · PDF PAGE 89
…of various philosophies. An account of Buddhism. LIBER XCV.—7he Wake World (in Konx Om Pax). A poetical allegory of the relations of the soul and the Holy Guardian Angel. Liner CXLVIII.—TZhe Soldier and the Hunchback. An essay on the method of equilibrium on the intellectual plane. Liper CXCVII.—TZhe High History of Good Sir Pala- medes the Savacen Knight and of his following of the Questing Beast. A poetic account of the Great Work, and enumeration of many obstacles. Liser CCXLII.—4 x4 / An exposition in poetic language of several of the ways …
1913 · PDF PAGE 89
…of various philosophies. An account of Buddhism. LIBER XCV.—7he Wake World (in Konx Om Pax). A poetical allegory of the relations of the soul and the Holy Guardian Angel. Liner CXLVIII.—TZhe Soldier and the Hunchback. An essay on the method of equilibrium on the intellectual plane. Liper CXCVII.—TZhe High History of Good Sir Pala- medes the Savacen Knight and of his following of the Questing Beast. A poetic account of the Great Work, and enumeration of many obstacles. Liser CCXLII.—4 x4 / An exposition in poetic language of several of the ways …
1904 · PDF PAGE 67
…res w ill not be taken as incompatible w ith the gratitude I ow e to him for his exceedingly sympathetic and dispassionate review of my “Soul of Osiris.” I would counsel him, however, to leave alone the Brixton Chapel, and to “work up from his appreciation of the ‘Soul of Osiris’ to that loftier and wider work of the human imagina-tion, the appreciation of the Sporting Times !” Mr Chesterton thinks it funny that I should call upon “Shu.” Has he forgotten that the Christian God may be most suitably invoked by the name “Yah” ? I should be sor…
1905 · PDF PAGE 38
… bodies weep Thick sweet salt tears, till, perfected of shames, They burn to one another as the flames Of our hell fuse us into one wild soul : Then, one immaculate divinest whole, Plunge, fire, within all fire, dive far to death ; Till, like king Satan’s sympathetic breath, Burn on us as a voice from far above Strange nameless elements of fire and love ;
1929 · PDF PAGE 489
…he old charm had vanished completely. It had become a regular fellow. The earthquake had swallowed up romance, and the fire burnt up the soul of the city to ashes. The phoenix had perished and from the cinders had arisen a turkey buzzard. I hurried south, stopping off at Santa Cruz, to see the famous big trees. I snatched a meal in the town and walked out in the gloaming. My sweetheart was waiting for me in the dusk just beyond the town limits. "How glad I am you have come," she whispered. "Let us walk together to the grove. You shall sleep on …
1901 · PDF PAGE 92
80 THE SOUL OF OSIRIS. Thus I beheld the truth : ye are stars that give me light ; But I read you aright and learn I am walking in the night. Then I turned mine eyes away to the Light that is above you : The answering splendid Dawn arose, and I did not love you. I saw the breaking light, and the clouds fled far away : It was the resurrection of the Golden Star of Day. And now I live in Him ; my heart may trace the years In drops of virginal blood and springs of virginal tears. I love you now again with an undivided song. Because I can never lov…
1913 · PDF PAGE 371
…alone merits the name of religion in that it unites all the characters which agree with that great and universal aspiration of the human soul. One only thing, which is to all most evidently divine, is manifested in the world. It is charity. The work of true religion should be to produce, to preserve, and to spread abroad the spirit of charity. To arrive at this end she must herself possess all the characteristics of charity, in such a manner that one could define her satisfactorily, in naming her, “ Organic Charity.” Now, what are the character…
1913 · PDF PAGE 371
…alone merits the name of religion in that it unites all the characters which agree with that great and universal aspiration of the human soul. One only thing, which is to all most evidently divine, is manifested in the world. It is charity. The work of true religion should be to produce, to preserve, and to spread abroad the spirit of charity. To arrive at this end she must herself possess all the characteristics of charity, in such a manner that one could define her satisfactorily, in naming her, “ Organic Charity.” Now, what are the character…
1922 · PDF PAGE 246
…he man that wrote that poem has left out nothing. Everything that comes into my mind is no more than an echo of his groans. *““ Body and soul alike Traitors turned black-hearted, Seeking a place to strike In a victim already attuned To one vast chord of wound.” The rhythm of the poem, apart from the words, suggests this moto perpetuo vibration. Yet the nervous irritability tends to exhaust itself as such. It is so unendurable ; the only escape seems to be if one could transform it into action. The poison filters through into the blood. I am itc…
1928 · PDF PAGE 106
… long time we smoked cigars whose in- comparable flavour and aroma gave both homesickness and craving for joys yet undis- covered to the soul; and, intoxicated with all these delights, I had the audacity to cry, in an access of familiarity which did not seem to dis- please him, as I clutched a brimming cup,To your immortal health, old goat! We talked also of the Universe, of its crea- tion and its future destruction; of the great idea of this centuryI mean Progress and Per- fectibilityand in general of every form of hu- man infatuation. On…
1905 · PDF PAGE 55
…s face, Lips that should grant but one kiss ere the demons descended and tore him Limb from wet limb, and devoured, and bore his stained soul into space Far from the regions of hope and the lands that are holy with grace. Alway the battle proceeds and alway the tempest re-quickens, Pregnant with thunder, delivered when the swift knife is let flash ; Alway the wind has its will and the slaughter- steam rises and thickens ; Alway the sea is a lion, enraged by the wind and its lash; . Alway the heavens resound with the thunder’s reverberate crash.…