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Page 86 of 1061907 · PDF PAGE 156
…th a tune that is strong as a seer’s. THE LUSTRES. Fivefold the shape sublime that lifts its head Uniform, self-repeating, comparable At last to a man’s life: twice seven times dead Ere the light flickers in that citadel, Or the great whiteness lure his soul instead Of many-coloured earth: ere the strong spell Fail, and the Fates with iron-shapen shears Cut the frail silver, hide him from the years.
1905 · PDF PAGE 254
…y father would have made A match of lands and titles. I declined, Minded to keep my high virginity. Ife laughed, was cruel. So I said at last: ‘*Tannhauser only!” Was this modesty? Listen. You loved me when I was a child ; And, in my childish way, I looked to you, Loved sitting at your knee and toying with The great cross-hilt, or watching how the steel Outshone the jewelled scabbard when you drew (You would not Jet me touch) the delicate blade Half out: and also fingering your harp, Picking child’s tunes out, while you curled my hair Between t…
1906 · PDF PAGE 24
…anches and fresh flowers; Vil. When, thy heart beating high with hope and pride, Thou didst whip out those merchants vile with force, At last the master? Did not keen remorse Bite thy soul ere the spear had pierced thy side ? VII. I, certes, I shall gladly quit this hell Where dream and action walk not hand- in-hand ! May I use the brand and perish by the brand ! Saint Peter denied Jesus. He did well. GLOIRE ET LOUANGE, GLoRY and praise to thee, O Satan, in the height Of Heaven, where thou didst rule, and in the night Of Hell, where conquered, …
1912 · PDF PAGE 6
…he fleeth by night. xxxvi, It hath often happened to Sir Palamede that he is haunted by a shadow, the which he may not recognise. But at last, in a sunlit wood, this is discovered to be a certain hunchback, who doubteth whether there be at all any Beast or any quest, or if the whole life of Sir Palamede be not a vain illusion. Him, without seeking to conquer with words, he slayeth incontinent. xxxvii. In a cave by the sea, feeding on limpets and roots, Sir Palamede abideth, sick unto death. Himseemeth the Beast questeth within his own bowels: h…
1939 · PDF PAGE 39
… three letters of the name, the active elements, fire, water and air. (These are the three 'mother letters' in the Hebrew alphabet.) The last element, earth, is
1907 · PDF PAGE 38
…e are violet flames darting through the air, each one a little sob of happy love. One began to see what the dream~world was really for at last; every time any one kissed any one for real love, that was a little throb of violet flame in this beautiful House in the Wake-World. And we bathed and swam in the pool, and were so happy you can’t think. But they said: “Little girl, you must pay for the entertainment.” [I forgot to tell you there was music like fountains make as they rise and fall, only of course much more wonderful than that.] So I asked …
1906 · PDF PAGE 88
…et still music like a far-off psalm Thrilled our quiet pulses: with the in- tent supreme; ‘‘This one week more a century shall seem.” AT LAST. O TEARLESS sorrow of long years, depart ! O joy of minutes that be ages long, Come! Let the choral pulse and strength of song , Quicken, and the fire of lute and lyre dart, An arrow red with blood and bright with art, And cover all the fiery bloom of wrong With blossoms blacker where the blood runs strong As our lips pale, their life fled to the heart. Surely we are as dead, we loving so, So bitterly, so…
1939 · PDF PAGE 48
…E. Mr. Chairman, Your Royal Highness, Your Grace, my lords, ladies and gentlemen. Do what thou wilt shall be the whole of the Law. In my last lecture I led you into the quag of delusion; I smothered you in the mire of delusion; I brought you to thirst in the desert of delusion; I left you wandering in the jungle of delusion, a prey to all the monsters which are thoughts. It came into my mind that it was up to me to do something about it. We have constantly been discussing mysterious entities as if we knew something about them, and this (on exam…
1905 · PDF PAGE 120
…vine. 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 BRAHMS AND TSCHAIKOWSKY. To C. G. LAMB. I. My soul is aching with the sense of sound Whose angels tru…
1910 · PDF PAGE 375
…he fleeth by night. xxxvi, It hath often happened to Sir Palamede that he is haunted by a shadow, the which he may not recognise. But at last, in a sunlit wood, this is discovered to be a certain hunchback, who doubteth whether there be at all any Beast or any quest, or if the whole life of Sir Palamede be not a vain illusion. Him, without seeking to conquer with words, he slayeth incontinent. xxxvii. In a cave by the sea, feeding on limpets and roots, Sir Palamede abideth, sick unto death. Himseemeth the Beast questeth within his own bowels: h…
1910 · PDF PAGE 375
…he fleeth by night. xxxvi, It hath often happened to Sir Palamede that he is haunted by a shadow, the which he may not recognise. But at last, in a sunlit wood, this is discovered to be a certain hunchback, who doubteth whether there be at all any Beast or any quest, or if the whole life of Sir Palamede be not a vain illusion. Him, without seeking to conquer with words, he slayeth incontinent. xxxvii. In a cave by the sea, feeding on limpets and roots, Sir Palamede abideth, sick unto death. Himseemeth the Beast questeth within his own bowels: h…
1905 · PDF PAGE 158
…dous effort she towers before hint Silently they gase at one another for a while, he vatnuly endeavourins to force himself to strike. Al last she collapses into the throne; he springs forward and adres his kutfe 710 her, THE LEPrER. It is finished! The sacrament is made! The god Has flamed within the allar-cake: ’tis done! [Selences presently THE LEPER breaks znto a horrible, stlent, sniooth laughter, Agatn stlence, S’AFIL. I am done with godhead: let me be a man. CHORUS, Hail, S’afi, king of Egypt and the Nile! Hail, S’afi, Lord of the two lan…
1929 · PDF PAGE 173
…s creditors; in the next stage, he fears being sharped by his fellow-gamblers; then, it is the police who loom terrible in his mind; and lastly the grim form of the executioner threatens him." "Very nicely Hogarthed," said Lord Antony. "Reminds me of how the habit of lying degenerates into unintelligible stupidity. We had a case in the War Office last month, a matter of supplying certain furs. As you know, the seal furnishes a valuable fur. Less valuable, though superficially similar, is that of the rabbit. Now in trade, so it appears, it is im…
1907 · PDF PAGE 153
…ht- ingale, Pale sobs of love and life With death and fear at strife, Fiercely beset and hardly conquering, When spring’s bright eyes at last Flash through the sullen past, And tune its pain to tears, its peace to sing. The earth's lips cling To the child’s bosom, and low smiles revive ; Love is new-born upon the golden hour, And all the life of all the exultant spring Breathes in the wind that wakes the world alive Into the likeness of a flower. SUMMER. Full is the joy of Maidenhood made strong, Too proud to bend to swift Apollo’s kiss ; Rejoi…
1906 · PDF PAGE 222
…ty-fourth day, a moonstone ; The twenty-fifth day, a sigh; The twenty-sixth day, a refusal; ‘The twenty-seventh day, a consent ; and the last night she gave him all herself, so that the moon was eclipsed and earth was utterly darkened. And the marriage of that virgin was on this wise: She had three arrows, yet but two flanks, and the wise men said that who knew two was three,! should know three was cight,” if the circle were but squared; and this also one day shall ye know, my Brethren! And she gave him the great and perfect gift of Magic, so t…
1919 · PDF PAGE 176
THE EQUINOX 8 P.M., Dec. 16. Have just been working out the meaning of the word obtained last night. I then thought the value was 507=“That which causes ferment” or 5 plus 7=12=He longed for, missed, etc. This shows how I went astray. I find however that the word actually adds to 607=Adam Primus. But 6 plus 7=13 Unity, Love, and The Tarot Trump is DEATH, and this is what he said he was writing. (Note Apr. 21, 1917. Ha=The Sun; tha=The Moon, as stated in the Hatha-Yoga Pradipiha.) . (Well worked out, method good; but not much of a place to have …
1929 · PDF PAGE 161
…woman made with half a god." And these, enormous and tragic, fiery, with wings and sandals of pure light, encompassed him and wooed him. Last of this company — only a few of the visions are recorded here —
1929 · PDF PAGE 182
…d said that she was trying to make a fire. "But you haven't got any sticks." "We never use sticks to make a fire — in this country." The last three words were in sing-song. "Then what do you burn?" Anything round, and anything red, and anything ripe — in this country."
1996 · PDF PAGE 170
…ust be symbolized as an Whore. (Note daleth, the Door = Venus. The Dove; Free-flowing; all this is linked up in the symbol.) Clearly, at last, the Enemy is this Shutting up of things. Shutting the Door is preventing the Operation of Change, i.e., of Love. The objection to Calypso, Circe, Armida, Kundry, and Co. is that one is liable to be shut up in their Gardens. The whole of the Book of the Dead is a device for opening the closed vehi cles, and enabling the Osiris to go in and out at his pleasure. On the other hand, there seems to be a Seali…
1905 · PDF PAGE 174
…reat 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 ! FAME. O iF these words were swords, and I had might From some old prophet in whose tawny hair The very breath of the Jehovah were To smite the Syrian, and to smite, and sinite, And splash the sun’s face with the Llocd, for spite Of his downgoing, till I had made fair All glories of my master, I could bear To sink myself in the abundan…