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Page 82 of 1121910 · PDF PAGE 16
… by Him mourns, There is no John beside the cruel wood. I am alone to kiss the silver lips ; I rend my clothing for the temple veil ; My hearts black night must act the suns eclipse ; My groans must play the earthquake, till I quail At my own dark imagining. And now The wind is bitterer : the air breeds snow ; I put my Christ away ; I turn my brow Towards the south stedfastly ; my feet must go Some journey of despair. I dare not turn To meet the sun ; I will not follow him : Better to pass where sand and sulphur burn, And days are hazed with …
1996 · PDF PAGE 134
…death shall be lovely: whoso seeth it shall be glad. Thy death shall be the seal of the promise of our agelong love. Come! lift up thine heart & rejoice! We are one; we are none. Commentary: The first part of this text appears to be a digression in the nature of a prophecy. The word “Come!” is a summons to reenter the full Trance. Its essence is declared in the last six words. Notice that the transition from one to none is instantaneous. 67. Hold! Hold! Bear up in thy rapture; fall not in swoon of the excellent kisses! Commentary: The instructi…
1929 · PDF PAGE 337
…e spoke to him, it was like blowing the bellows of a blacksmith's forge; a shower of scintillating sparks came crackling from the sombre heart of the fire of his soul. Like Eckenstein, he saw through everybody at a glance. I used to haunt his shop and learned from him about London. He had already appeared in literature. Robert Hichens has set one of the most subtle incidents of Felix in his little shop. Another reason for my frequenting him was that he understood me, and one of my weaknesses is my bitter need of such people. He was (incidentall…
1909 · PDF PAGE 372
THE EQUINOX of this incoherent anticipation of the rest of my story. I should raise no sympathy in your heart by whimpering over myself. It is true that I am inclined to run riot in self-lamen- tations ; but great men always are. And I shall try henceforth not to give way to that unwholesome tendency. I have much already to be forgiven. In my cage, then, to resume, I was just passing from a state of dreadful mental agony to a more settled and hopeful disposition. For the second time the man-who-had-lost-his- cover left me alone; and I felt more…
1909 · PDF PAGE 372
THE EQUINOX of this incoherent anticipation of the rest of my story. I should raise no sympathy in your heart by whimpering over myself. It is true that I am inclined to run riot in self-lamen- tations ; but great men always are. And I shall try henceforth not to give way to that unwholesome tendency. I have much already to be forgiven. In my cage, then, to resume, I was just passing from a state of dreadful mental agony to a more settled and hopeful disposition. For the second time the man-who-had-lost-his- cover left me alone; and I felt more…
1911 · PDF PAGE 125
… is also involved in the interpretation of this star, and the paths of hé and vau are the separations which this Star unites. And in the heart of the star is an exceeding splendour, —a god standing upon the moon, brilliant beyond imagining. 123
1912 · PDF PAGE 177
THE TELL—TALE HEART people would bow down to me. The richest man in the world ! Think of it! I'll do wonderful things. I’ll buy the Tower of London for poor old Martin, dear old boy. On my soul, I love him like a father. [A þama] What was it now? I’ve forgotten—I knew a minute ago. However did the idea strike me? Such a beautiful idea. Aha! Aha! [Manner again change: to intense/y furtive hate inspired by horror] It is his eye—that pale blue filmy eye. It is like the eye of a vulture. My blood runs cold. I will cut it out; the blood will run warm…
1912 · PDF PAGE 177
THE TELL—TALE HEART people would bow down to me. The richest man in the world ! Think of it! I'll do wonderful things. I’ll buy the Tower of London for poor old Martin, dear old boy. On my soul, I love him like a father. [A þama] What was it now? I’ve forgotten—I knew a minute ago. However did the idea strike me? Such a beautiful idea. Aha! Aha! [Manner again change: to intense/y furtive hate inspired by horror] It is his eye—that pale blue filmy eye. It is like the eye of a vulture. My blood runs cold. I will cut it out; the blood will run warm…
1919 · PDF PAGE 370
… are so hypocritical that they claim their dislikes as virtue, and so the poor, weedy, unhealthy degenerate who cannot smoke because his heart is out of order, and cannot drink because his brain is too weak to stand it, or perhaps because his doctor has forbidden him to do either for the next two years, the man who is afraid of life, afraid to do anything lest some result should follow, is acclaimed as the best and greatest of mankind. It is very amusing in England to watch the snobbishness, particularly of the middle classes, and their absurd …
1929 · PDF PAGE 25
…ing that at the age of twenty-four I am a shrivelled, blasted, withered wreck, I am supremely weary, supremely indif- ferent. I have the heart of a child and the consciousness of Satan, the lethargy of I know not what disease; and yet, thankoh! there can be no God!the resolution to warn mankind to follow my example, and then to explode a dynamite cartridge in my mouth. II In my third year at Newnham I spend four hours of every day at Professor Blairs house. All other work was neglected, gone through mechanically, if at all. This came about g…
1954 · PDF PAGE 152
…he saints. Thus do they keep themselves from compassion and from understanding. Accursed are they, for they shut up their blood in their heart. They keep themselves from the kisses of my Mother Babylon, and in their lonely fortresses they pray to the false moon. And they bind themselves together with an oath, and with a great curse. And of their malice they conspire together, and they have power, and mastery, and in their cauldrons do they brew the harsh wine of delusion, mingled with the poison of their selfishness. Thus they make war upon the…
1929 · PDF PAGE 221
221 The scent of all thy beauty burns upon the ....wind. The deep perfume Of our own love is hidden in our hearts, ....the invulnerable ring. No man shall know. I bear thee down unto ....the tomb, beyond the tomb, Rose on the breast of the world of spring! I went upstairs. I began to suspect the truth, that my absolute indifference to rose, combined with my perfectly casual willingness to marry her in order to do her a service, as one might offer a stranger one's place in an omnibus, had purged her heart of its passion for the fat sensuality of…
1911 · PDF PAGE 36
THE EQUINOX . . . Let me speak, O God; let me declare it... all. It is useless; my heart faints, my breath stops. There is no link between me and P.... I withdraw myself. I see the table again. (He was behind the table for a very long time. O.V.) And all the table burns with intolerable light; there has been no such light in any of the Aethyrs until now. And now the table draws me back into itself; I am no more. My arms were out in the form of a cross, and that Cross was extended, blazing with light into infinity. I myself am the minutest point…
1911 · PDF PAGE 128
…at of the Pome- granate in hell, for half the year art thou concealed, and half the year revealed. Now I perceive the Temple that is the heart of this Aethyr; it is an Urn suspended in the air, without support, above the centre of a well. And the well hath eight pillars, and a canopy above it, and without there is a circle of marble paving-stones, and without them a great outer circle of pillars. And beyond there is the forest of the stars. But the Urn is the wonderful thing in all this; it is made of fixed Mercury; and within it are the ashes …
1911 · PDF PAGE 172
THE EQUINOX have hidden all things in the cave of my heart. I have slain all things because I am Innocence. I have lain with all things because I am Untouched Virginity. I have given birth to all things because I am Death. Stainless are my lips, for they are redder than the purple of the vine, and of the blood wherewith I am intoxicated. Stainless is my forehead, for it is whiter than the wind and the dew that cooleth it. Tam light, and I am night, and I am that which is beyond them. I am speech, and I am silence, and I am that which is beyond …
1910 · PDF PAGE 317
…and unsocial manner, few people in the village would condescend to take interest in him. But he was no mean child, nevertheless, and his heart was big. Ljubov had denied herself the pitiful satisfaction of explaining her accident. No one ever heard from her lips the tale of her lost eyes. And, as the months passed by, all remembrance of her, as she had been, died away. Men, women and children passed her by, and took no notice of her. Her parents were kind, but over-worked. Only Piotr, the blind- born child, realized Ljubov’s beauty. For if he h…
1910 · PDF PAGE 317
…and unsocial manner, few people in the village would condescend to take interest in him. But he was no mean child, nevertheless, and his heart was big. Ljubov had denied herself the pitiful satisfaction of explaining her accident. No one ever heard from her lips the tale of her lost eyes. And, as the months passed by, all remembrance of her, as she had been, died away. Men, women and children passed her by, and took no notice of her. Her parents were kind, but over-worked. Only Piotr, the blind- born child, realized Ljubov’s beauty. For if he h…
1919 · PDF PAGE 56
… therefore everything that iis, is a crystalli- zation of divine ecstasy. Hadit tells us of Himself: “I am the flame that burns in every heart of man, and in the core of every star.” He is then your own inmost divine self; it is you, and not another, who are lost in the constant rapture of the embraces of In- finite Beauty. A little further on He speaks of us: “We are not for the poor and the sad; the lords of the earth are our kinsfolk.” “Is a God to live ina dog? No! but the highest are of us. They shall rejoice, our chosen: who sorroweth is …
1930 · PDF PAGE 73
…s Ptah-Apophrasz- Ra, the identity (Hadit) wrapped in the Dragon (Nuith) and thereby manifested as a Sun (Ra- Hoor-Khuit). The “Egg” (or Heart) “girt with a Serpent” is a cognate symbole the idea is thus expressed later in the ritual. (See Liber LXV. which expands this to the uttermost.) The Adept passes from contemplation to action in the sections now following B to Gg. He is tô travel astrally around the circle, making the appro- priate pentagrams, sigils, and signs. His direction — 277 —
1907 · PDF PAGE 75
…ning form of the Jew - God — God of lechers and harlots , of David and Rahab . What sight more truly pitiable than to be hold the tender heart of some young girl , or the ardent spirit of another , cramped by this unnatural bond , and denied the joys of a beneficent Nature , that yearning to love and be loved . But not with impunity do we thus triumph over our natures ; love cannot be sorudely sup pressed ; the primary want of our being must inevitably conquer . Looking back on history we find few parallels to the general lust of the present da…