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…ender and clear , Like her bridal laughter and bridal tear . Some are purple and cold - flecked grey , For her who has journeyed through life 's midway , Whose hands have cherished , whose love has blessed And cradled fair sons on her faithful breast , Who serves her household in fruitful pride , And worships the gods at her husband 's side . 168
… drink and greet as before. Nay, drink ! 1. Art thou armed ? 0. With a knife. [o. draws the dagger from her hair. 1. Love is better than life. [o. cats a L, or af possible, the Sigil of N.O.X., on 1.’s breast. o. Let us dance! 85
… drink and greet as before. Nay, drink ! 1. Art thou armed ? 0. With a knife. [o. draws the dagger from her hair. 1. Love is better than life. [o. cats a L, or af possible, the Sigil of N.O.X., on 1.’s breast. o. Let us dance! 85
…r Romanticist’s unique and magnificent dramatisation of the war between the sceptic or lover of truth, and the religious man or lover of life, may be well quoted against me. Though Vespasian did jest, though Christ’s “ It is finished ” were subjectively but the cry of his physical weakness, like Burton’s “ I am a dead man,” it is no less true that millions have regarded it as indeed a cry of triumph. That is so, subjectively, for them, but no more, and the one fact does not alter the other. Surely Our Fid. Def. will find little support in this …
TWO SONNETS 113 I have dreamed life a circle or a line, Called God, and Fate, and Chance, and Man, divine. I know not all I say, but through it all Mark the dim hint of ultimate sunshine ! Remember me for this! And when I go To sleep the last sleep in the slumberous snow, Let child and man and woman yet re- call One little moment that I loved you so ! Let some high pinnacle my tombstone be, My epitaph the murmur of the sea, The clouds of heaven be fleeces for my pall, My unknown grave the cradle of the free. TWO SONNETS ON HEARING THE MUSIC OF …
…phereth, the archetypal idea of beauty and harmony. In this vision one retains one's normal consciousness, but every impression of daily life is as enchanting and exquisite as an ode of Keats. The incidents of life become a harmonious unity; one is lost in a rosy dream of romantic happiness. One may compare it to the effect produced by wine on some people. There is, however, no unreality in the vision. One is not blinded to the facts of existence. It is simply that the normal incoherence and discrepancy between them has been harmonized. While o…
… O prophet! A feast for the Supreme Ritual, and a feast for the Equinox of the Gods. A feast for fire and a feast for water; a feast for life and a greater feast for death! A feast every day in your hearts in the joy of my rapture! A feast every night unto Nu, and the pleasure of uttermost delight! Aye! Feast! Rejoice! There is no dread hereafter. There is the dissolution, and eternal ecstasy in the kisses of Nu.” It all depends on your own acceptance of this New Law, and you are not asked to believe anything, to accept a string of foolish fabl…
…th, you blind little fool. I hate you. From the hour you kissed that village drab, I hated you. I wanted your youth, your strength, your life, your name on my list, your scalp at my girdle. Enough ! Do you under- stand ? These friends will teach you. May I never see your pale pasty face again ! [She spits at him and goes.) SIR PERCY, half rises and falls back. Oh ! oh ! It is impossible. Lord Marquis, you are a good man. Tell me, it is a hideous dream. GLENSTRAE. No dream, my boy. You are the hundredth she has treated after this fashion. But ch…
…ted in the blossoming spring— This is a miracle, not the other thing! Nature insults herself, blasphemes her God, Thus cutting short the life’s hard happening. Nor would I suffer thus, nor she repine Had my wife faded (as rose-tinted wine Bleached in the sunlight) reached her period And fallen gently in the arms divine, Caressing arms of pale Persephone, And bathed her in death’s river tenderly, Washing the whole bright body, the long limbs, The clothing hair, the face, the witchery Of all the smiling shape in the dark stream, As one who gather…
…ing, I see thee as thou soarest, So that, the girders of the soul unloosing, That Child of you and me, O rose of roses, That Child whose life encloses Our lives, is therefore I, may wander ever By the fritillary-fringéd river, Through lotus gardens of the sleepy gods, On hills where every timid oread tries Blue gentian as disguise From holier (though she think profaner) eyes, On seas where, it may be, (to even the odds !) Each nymph and undine issues from the foam Armed with a pearly mirror and with a coral comb To tire her beauty, lure me to t…
… its lash, Caught inextinguishable fire; was ash. But that same fire that quelled the robber strife, And struck each being out of lust and life, Left the mild maiden a rejoicing wife. Ι3
… its lash, Caught inextinguishable fire; was ash. But that same fire that quelled the robber strife, And struck each being out of lust and life, Left the mild maiden a rejoicing wife. Ι3
…y great force compelled The glad earth saw me, careless of my lord, Rise to her crystal streams and sapphire seas, And Theseus thus owed life to Heracles. Thou mockest me with power ; Thy sceptre’s awful dower Avails me nothing. Shall a mortal bring Such pity wrapped in song And Echo’s choral throng Of all things live and dead to hear me sing ;— And I by pity moved and love Have not thy voice to grant him grace thereof ? Inexorable Lord ! Accursed and abhorred Of men, begin in Hell to show thy grace ! Not to a man’s weak life, Not to thy shudde…
…entific lines. This is unhappily calculated to damp the enthusiasm; but as I so carefully of old, for the Magical Path, excluded from my life all other interests, that life has now no particular meaning; and the path of Research, on the only lines I can now approve of, remains the one Path possible for me to tread. (By the Blossom and Fruit theory, I mean the existence of a body of initiates pledged to devote themselves to the redemption of mankind.) It sounds as if I had become a bit of a prig. I expect a good deal of my attitude was due to ex…
…HAD. I have been a god so long, my thoughts run halt From many contemplations. Like the flow Of a slow river deep and beautiful, My even life moved onward to full scope, The ocean of profounder deity, And—suddenly—the cataract! My soul, Centered eternally upon itself, Comprehends hardly all this violence Of wayward men intemperate. I am calm, And contemplate, without a muscle moved
…e Morgue, so waxen pale! He failed : shall ye not also fail ? Ah! love! the strings are little; The cords are over strong ; The chain of life ts brittle ; And keen the sword of song. Will you not seize in one firm grip Now, as I hold you, lip to lip, The serpent of Event, hold hard Its slipping coils, its writhe retard, And snap its spine? Delicate hands 23
THE HERMIT’S HYMN TO SOLITUDE 75 Touch, draw me with thy kiss Into thine own deep bliss, Into thy sleep, thy life, thy imperishable crown ! Let that young godhead in thine eyes Pierce mine, fulfil me of their secrecies, Thy peace, thy purity, thy soul impenetrably wise. II All things which are complete are solitary ; The circling moon, the inconscient drift of stars, The central systems. Burn they, change they, vary ? Theirs is no motion beyond the eternal bars. Seasons and scars Stain not the planets, the unfathomed home, The spaceless, unform…
…ight Above. More stable is my crest Than thineand now I pierce thee, veil of mist ! Even as an arrow from the war-bow springs I leapmy life is set with loftier things. I match, &c. SAMECH (and the crossing of the Path of Pe) Now swift, thou azure shaft of fading fire, Pierce through the rainbow ! Swift, O swift ! how streams The world by ! Let Sandalphon and his quire Of Angels ward me ! Ho ! what planet beams This angry ray ? Thy swords, thy shields, thy spears ! Of meteors war and blaze ; but I am I, Horus himself, the torrent of the sky Af…
…ore and praise ‘Whose breast is broad as day’s ; ‘¢Thee, thee, the mistress of the barren sea, ‘‘Deep, deadly, poisonous ; ‘* Accept the life of us, ‘¢Dwell in our midst; yea, show thy cruelty ! “Suck out the life and breath ‘* From breast that quickeneth ! ‘¢ Such pain is death, ‘‘Such terror, such delight—all, all is unto thee !” I too, I also, I have known thy kiss. I also drank the milk that poisons man, Sought to assume the impenetrable bliss By spells profound and draughts Canidian.! One lifted me: and, lo! Thalassian,? white as snow, 1 C…
TANNHAUSER 259 Itself a speck in solar life ; the sun, For all I know, a speck among the stars, Themselves one corporate molecule of space !— You from your perch judge, label, limit Him! Not that your corner is not equally The centre and the whole. Fool’s talk it is! Consider the futility of mind ! Realise utterly how mean, how dull, How fruitless is Philosophy ! ELIZABETH. Indeed My brain is baffled. But I see your point. Talking of God, even imagining, Insane! But for aspiring—that I will! TANNHAUSER. That is true marriage, in my estimate. As…