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1929 · PDF PAGE 216

Moonchild

… Bloody Bill. But fighting in the army is not a magical ceremony. It is the senseless, idiotic, performance of a numskull, the act, in a word, of a gentleman; and as, to my lasting shame, I happened to be born in that class, I love to do it. Be reasonable! It's no pleasure to me, as an immortal God, to sneeze; I refuse to render myself a laughing-stock to the other Olympians by such indignity; but when my body has a cold in its head, it is proper for it to blow its nose. I do not approve, much less participate; and my body is therefore the more…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 188

Collected Works (Vol. I)

…f happiness are heard. Here sound no hatreds and no eestasies ; Tere no polluted sacrament of Vice Unveiled! I chose the first without a word !

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1906 · PDF PAGE 38

Collected Works (Vol. II)

…, Too swift and warm to know itself a bird! How the light winds and waves of moonlight follow, Shot from the West, cadence of Daylight’s word ! How flock the tribes of wings within the hollow, Even as darkness summons home the herd ! The still slow water slackens into sleep. The rose-glow dies, leaves cold Citlaltepetl’s? steep. The chattering voices of the day depart. Earth folds her limbs and leans her loving breast Even to all her children: the great heart Beats solemnly the requiem of rest. The sea keeps tune; the silent stars upstart Seemi…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 175

Collected Works (Vol. I)

…breviation of the bi gee: Order spelt backwards: Tem. o. h. p. ab. =Templi omnium hominum pacis pater (Heb. Ab, father). Some assert the word to be really a synthesis of a great body of secret doctrine, discoverable by any one who knows the Qabalistic meaning of each letter. Fall down, my baby ; worship him with me. There, go; I give you to his monster kisses ! Take her, my God, my God, my infamy, My love, my master! take the fruit of me! — Shrieks every soul and every demon hisses ! Out ! out ! the ghastly torches of the feast ! Let darkness h…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 265

Collected Works (Vol. I)

…k problems that disturb your soul. Mine is the simple nature. Look at me! TANNHAUSER, O Lady pure, miracle of true love, I have a bitter word and harsh to say. This is my curse—no sooner do I speak, Or formulate my mind in iron words, Than my mind grows, o’erleaps the limit set, And I perceive the truth that lies beyond— One further step into a new-fallen night. Hear then—I hate to hurt your perfect soul ; I hate myself because I love you still In that strange intermediate consciousness, The reason and the mind! This middle way Ancients called …

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1907 · PDF PAGE 68

Collected Works (Vol. III)

…ved wind: theexulling secrecies Of the subtle wind: lament, O harmonies Of the most musical wind! Eileen! 1 Night—an old English canting word. The peace of the nameless loch: the waiting heart Of the amorous loch: the lights unguessed, unseen, Of the midnight loch; the winter’s sorrow apart Of the ice-bound loch: O majesty of art Ot the most motionless loch ! Eileen ! The gleam of the hills: the stature of the hills Facing the wind and the loch: the cold and clean Sculpture of the stalwart hills ; the iron wills Of the inscrutable hills! O stre…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 214

Collected Works (Vol. I)

…e, unloved, I stand With love and worship in my hand. I commune with the Gods: I wait Their summons, and I fire the brand. I speak their Word: and there is Fate. I know no happiness, no pain, No swift emotion, no disdain, No pity: but the boundless light Of the Eternal Love, unslain, Flows through me to redeem the night. Mine is a sad-slow life: but I, I would not gain release, and die A moment ere my task be done. To falter now were treachery— I should not dare to greet the sun! Yet, in one hour I dare not hope, The mighty gate of Life may ope…

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1929 · PDF PAGE 137

Moonchild

…picked it up than she saw that it, like the collar of the fawn in her dream, was inscribed with a Latin sentence. She read it aloud: the words were absolutely familiar. They were those of the labarum of Constantine "In hoc signo vinces." "In this sign thou shalt conquer." But her,eyes gave the lie to her ears; for the word "signo" was spelt "Cygno"! The phrase was then a pun — " In this Swan thou shalt conquer." At the time she did not understand; but she was sure of the spelling, when she came afterwards to report her vision to Sister Clara. […

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1907 · PDF PAGE 196

Collected Works (Vol. III)

…nd eyes discovered not the snare, Else were that elder cord and this yet one, Cut but in fancy. Yet, shall mortal dare To fling a wanton word against the Sun, And stand forth candidate for lot and share Where hangs Prometheus, rolls Ixion’s wheel, And the stone rolls upon the limbs of steel? LEpode. These echoes, in my mind foul torturers, Present my fears, and image my distrust. No answer comes, no voice the silence stirs With joyful ‘‘ may ” or melancholy ‘‘ must.” Nor, though the gloom requicken, may I see Hades enthroned, my prayers who hee…

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1929 · PDF PAGE 83

Moonchild

…Simon Iff's about." Balloch rose to his feet, buttoned his coat around him, put on a tall silk hat, and was gone without wasting another word upon his subordinate. The Turk would have given his ears to have dared to follow him. The mystery of S.R.M.D.'s personality and abode were shrouded in the blackest secrecy. Akbar had but the vaguest ideas of the man; he was a formless ideal of terrific power and knowledge, a sort of incarnated Satan, the epitome of successful [120] iniquity. The episode of the "Watcher" had not diminished the chief's pres…

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1904 · PDF PAGE 93

The Sword of Song

…86 Ain Elohim. The Chariot. Four hundred and eighteen. Five are one, and six are diverse, five in the m idst and three on each side. The Word of Power, double in the Voice of the Master. Ain Elohim. Four sounds of four force. O the Snake hath a long tail ! Amen. Ain Elohim. Sudden death: thick darkness: ho ! the ox ! One, and one, and one: Creater, Preserver, Destroy er, ho ! the Redeemer ! Thunder-stone: whirlpool: lotus-flower: ho ! for the gold of the sages ! Ain Elohim. And he was silent for a great while, and so departed our Father from Hi…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 177

Collected Works (Vol. I)

…n the breeze, And pure and perfect in her eyes, Burn magical virginity’s Sweet intermittent sorceries, When the slow wind from her sweet word In all their conchéd ears is heard. And like the slumber of the seas, There murmur through the holy trees The kisses of the goddess keen, And sighs and laughters caught between. For, swooning at the fervid lips Of Artemis, the maiden kisses Sob, and the languid body slips Down to enamelled wildernesses. Fallen and loose the shaken tresses ; Fallen the sandal and girdling gold, Fallen the music manifold Of…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 243

Collected Works (Vol. I)

…ce In such a warm brown bosom as thine own Is fire and amber. Then I came away :— I heard of knights no better horsed than I, No better sworded, with no gift of song, Who, caught by one ineffable desire, Kode on by old mysterious watersheds, Traversed strange seas, or battled with strange folk, Held vigil in wild forests, all to seek The vision of the Holy Grail. And I Rode forth on that same foolish wandering, And found a-many ventures on the way ; At last an old Egyptian ; who bestowed The magic word, which, when I had pro- nounced, Called up…

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1904 · PDF PAGE 109

The Sword of Song

…m the Theosophic rubbish, we find Sir Edwin Arnold writing: “Whoever saith Nirvana is to cease, Say unto such they lie.” Lie is a strong word and should read “translate correctly.”1 I suppose it would not scan, nor rhyme: but Sir Edwin is the last person to be deterred by a little thing like that. Dr. Paul Carus, too, in the “Gospel of Buddha,” is pleased to represent Nirvana as a parallel for the Heaven of the Christian. It is sufficient if I reiterate the unanim ous opinion of com petent scholars, that there is no fragment of evidence in any …

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1939 · PDF PAGE 63

Eight Lectures on Yoga

… not worked it out very thoroughly myself, but I very much doubt whether 'consciousness' has any meaning at all, as a translation of the word Vinnanam. I think that a better translation would be 'experience,' used in the sense in which we have been using it hitherto, as the direct reality behind and beyond all remark. 23. I hope you will appreciate how difficult it is to give a reasoned description, however tentative, of these phenomena, still less to classify them properly. They have a curious trick of running one into the other. This, I belie…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 20

Collected Works (Vol. I)

…rs over thee? For I am she thou seekest. Come with me And tell me all thy grief; thy prayer is heard Before thy spirit clothes in wintry word The fire it throbs with.” So her eager doves Waited. From seas grown calm the wanton loves Lifted the hero to the pearly car, Whose floor was azure and whose front a star Set in seven jewels girt with ivory. Then the light rein the goddess left to lie Unheeded, and the birds flew on apace, Until the glint and glory of the place Grew o’er the blue dim line of ocean. It was a temple never built of man, Bein…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 137

Collected Works (Vol. I)

… the first. I conquered self; I grew at last A prophet chosen of the Lord ; I blew the trumpet’s iron blast That called on Zimri Omri’s sword; My voice inflamed the fiery steel That was to smite upon Jezreel. And now, I haste from yonder sands, With fervour filled, to say God’s doom To Ahab of the bloody hands, The spoiler of his father’s tomb, The slayer of the vineyard king. God’s judgment, and his fate, I bring. The city gleams afar; I see Samaria’s white walls on high ; The mountains echo back to me The vengeful murmur of the sky; All heave…

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1939 · PDF PAGE 42

Eight Lectures on Yoga

… at all. He should also practise assiduously Liber III. vel Jugorum. The essence of this practice is that you select a familiar thought, word or gesture, one which automatically recurs fairly often during the day, and every time you are betrayed into using it, cut yourself sharply upon the wrist or forearm with a convenient instrument. There is also a practice which I find very useful when walking in a christian city—that of exorcising (with the prescribed outward and downward sweep of the arm and the words Apo pantos kakodaimonos) any person i…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 146

Collected Works (Vol. I)

…linger as you will By moon-wrought glades, and softly mur- muring seas, Lands white with summer, and the guiet leas ! Linger, and let no word of music thrill Your hearts; young love is all the harp ye need : Your kiss in very deed Is keen to echo song well tuned from Milton’s reed. O lovers, and ye happy groves that hear Their whispers, and ye vales that know their feet, And all ye mountains that incline your ear To the still murmur of the love-lorn sphere, And all ye caves their murmurs who repeat; Your music throbs in unison with mine ; The w…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 186

Collected Works (Vol. I)

…ate. Sure is the search! O seeker, as the bird, Homing through distant skies toward its rest, Shall surely find—and thou shalt speak the word At last that shall dissolve thee into rest. TO RICHARD WAGNER. O MASTER of the ring of love, O lord Of all desires, and king of all the stars, O strong magician, who with locks and bars Dost seal that kingdom silent and abhorred That stretches out and binds with iron cord The hopes and lives of men, and makes and mars ! O thou thrice noble for the deadly scars That answered vainly thy victorious sword ! W…

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