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…. There is no mass, nor any sound. Still, in the lampless heart of ocean, Fasten me down and hold me drowned Within thy womb, within thy thought, Where there is nought—where there is nought! THE JILT. ‘‘ WHO is that slinkard moping down the street, That youth—scarce thirty—bowed like sixty?” ‘* Oh, A woman jilted him.” ‘‘ Absurd!” ‘ Con- ceit ! Some youths take life—are Puritans, you know!” I heard it, sitting in the window—glowed, Rushed to my wife and kissed her. Lithe and young The rapture of some ardent madness flowed ; And — bye-and-bye —i…
1905 · PDF PAGE 188
…m my lady's gong. Acmanomust cat in titervals of song! Swilt fect run back to hide my hate of her, And then---that hate Mes trust, as my thought Rests (surely it: beseems the overwrought) And Pam left her slave and aiinister. THE SUMMIEP OF THE AMOROUS MOUNTAIN. To love you, Love, is all my happiness 5 Yo kill you with my kisses: to devour Your whole ripe beauty in the perfect hour That niagles us in one supreme caress 3 To drink the purple of your thighs ; to press Your beating bosom like a living flower3 To die in your embraces, in the shower…
1905 · PDF PAGE 196
THE GATE OF THE SANCTUARY > ae 189 ‘*Resolve all question by a moonward tread. ‘ Follow the moon !” said. My thought had thanked him for the generous breath Wherewith he warned us: for delay were death. And now, too late! no moon is overhead— Some other meaning in the words he saith? Even so the king had Or, am I tricked in such a little snare? I lifted up my eyes. What soul stood there, Fronting my path? Tall, stately, delicate, A woman fairer than a pomegranate. A silver spear her hands of lotus hear, One shaft of moonlight quivering and stra…
1905 · PDF PAGE 125
… PERDURABO.! EXILE from humankind! The snow’s fresh flakes Are warmer than men’s hearts. My mind is wrought Into dark shapes of solitary thought That loves and sympathises, but awakes No answering love or pity. What a pang Hath this strange solitude to aggravate The self-abasement and the blows of late! No snake of hell hath so severe a fang ! I am not lower than all men—TI feel Too keenly. Yet my place is not above, Though I have this—unalterable Love In every fibre. I am crucified Apart on a lone burning crag of steel, Tortured, cast out ; an…
1905 · PDF PAGE 275
…f the Table of Correspondences, which one of our English Brethren is making, will enable him to discover a very great Deal of Matter for Thought in these Poems which an untutored Person would pass by. To return to the general Dogma of the Qabalists. The Figure of Minutum Mundum will show how they suppose one Quality to proceed from the last, first in the pure God-World Atziluth, then in the Angel-World Briah, and so on down to the Demon-Worlds, which are however not thus organised. They are rather Material that was shed offin the Course of Evol…
1907 · PDF PAGE 155
…sword is red with blood; the pentacle Builded of flesh; the wand its snake- head rears Swift energy : my labour is but lost. I, who thus thought all things to end, Find in the void no friend. I have but conjured up the fiend that most I trusted to abolish: all my toil Goes to give rest to life, and build anew These pinnacles of pain, Cupola upon cupola; the soil To comfort, to avail, to assoil with dew, To build the year again.
1905 · PDF PAGE 198
…s. For we are many and thy name is One.” The Godhead in me! came The jealous secret and the guarded name. The quest was mine! And yet my thoughts confute My intuition ; and my will was mute. My voice—ah! flashes out the word of flame : ‘* Eternal Beauty, One and absolute !” As a flash there The overwhelming sweetness ofa voice Filled me with Godhead. ‘Still remains the choice! Thou knowest me for Beauty! bear The fuller vision, the abundant air?” I only wept. The elements rejoice ; No tear before had ever fallen there. Canst thou I thought with…
1905 · PDF PAGE 214
…OLIES 207 TO ALLAN BENNETT MACGREGOR.! O MAN of Sorrows: brother unto Grief! O pale with suffering, and dumb hours of pain! OQ worn with Thought ! springs again The Soul of Resurrection: thou art chief And lord of all thy mind: O patient thief Of God’s own fire! What mysteries find fane In the white shrine’ of thy white spirit’s reign, Thou man of Sorrows: O, beyond belief! thy purpose Let perfect Peace be with thee: let thy days Prosper in spite of thine unselfish soul ; And as thou lovest, so let Love increase Upon thee and about thee: till t…
1906 · PDF PAGE 133
…. Path of the eightfold star ! Be thou revealed ! Isle of Nirvana, be the currents curled About thee, that the swimmer touch thy shore ! Thought be your sword, and virtue be your shield ! ress on! Who conquers shall for evermore Pass from the fatal mischief of the world. MELUSINE. TO M. M. M. HANGS over me the fine false gold Above the bosom epicene That hides my head that hungereth. The steady eyes of steel behold, When on a sudden the fierce and thin Curledsubtle mouth swoopson my breath,
1907 · PDF PAGE 178
…er kiss awoke in me This knowledge, this supreme content, Annihilation of the event, The vast eternal element Of utter being, bliss, and thought, In dissolution direly wrought Of sense, identity’s eclipse, The shadow of a lover’s lips. The awful steel of Death divides The alternation of the tides Of consciousness, and binds in bliss The dead man to the girl’s live kiss. So sped my wooing: now I surely think Suspended here upon the burning brink Of this dim agony, invading sense, That bliss should still abide: but now I shrink, Fall from the cra…
1907 · PDF PAGE 191
…dlong cast Like his own thunder to the abyss of nought When space and time and being shall be past, And the grim thinker perish with his thought. Therefore I leave in hands unshakable The destinies of being, and care not For all the miseries of the damned in hell, Or the vain gods’ unenviable lot. [ leave the cry of chaos, and recall My private pang and woe particular, One drop of water by mischance let fall From some white slave’s divinely carven jar. O Lords of Justice, universal woe Hath yet its shadows in a singer’s soul, He feels the arrow…
1929 · PDF PAGE 83
…patrol and it had been ambushed by a whole division, as it were. So trivial a "regrettable incident" was negligibly normal. Akbar had no thought but of S.R.M.D. as a Being infinitely great in
1938 · PDF PAGE 25
…oke, I felt constantly in myself a cleansing of heart; and my stature was increased, because of the straightening of my nature. And as I thought thus, mine instructor, perceiving it, smiled upon me saying: In truth, O Khaled Khan, O child of the dawn of the Aeon, thou hast divined aright and profited in thy being by the Law of Thelema. For the Law is a just Law; it demandeth not the crooked knee of slavery, and the bowed head of shame. Nay, shouldst thou speak even to the God of gods, stand thou erect, that thou mayest be one with Him by Love, …
1907 · PDF PAGE 148
…arp rustling sound, And thy life quickens and thy loves abound, Listening the answer of our dancing throng, Joy, sleep, peace, laughter, thought, remem- brance, came Even at our prelude, a death-quickening flame, And earth rejoiced throughout to hear De- meter’s name. We come, in bass deep-swelling, rocks and caves, A hollow roar across the golden waves Hidden in islands set deep in the un- travelled sea. Across the corn from storm-cleft mountain- sides Our voice peals, like the thunder of the tides, Into the darkling hills that fringe Eternity…
1905 · PDF PAGE 177
…c figures manifold That draw down angels to behold The moving music, and the fire Of their intolerable desire. For, maddening to fiercer thought, The fiery limbs requicken, wheel In formless furies, subtly wrought Of swifter melodies than steel That flashes in the fight : the peal Of amorous laughters choking sense, And madness kissing violence, Rings like dead horsemen ; bodies reel Drunken with motion ; spirits feel The strange constraint of gods that dip From Heaven to mingle lip and lip. The gods descend to dance ; the noise Of hungry kissi…
1905 · PDF PAGE 194
… His soul against the quest ; the tumult ran Indecorous in that presence, man to man. Stilled suddenly, beholding how I bowed My soul in thought: another cry began. ‘*Gereth the dauntless ! Gereth of the Sea! Gereth the loyal! Child of royalty ! Witch-mothered Gereth! Sword above the strong, Heart pure, head knightly throng Clamour my name, and flattering words, to me— If they may ’scape the quest—I do them wrong ; The many-wiled !” They are my friends! terrible Rings in the manly music that they swell. They are all caught in this immense desir…
1905 · PDF PAGE 222
…de a track Of lives and gold and dust and death on land and sea, She is fallen, is fallen! to me. That which I gave I take, and that she thought to build, I, even I, will break it flat: my curse ful- filled. No stone of London soon shall stand upon another, No son of her throughout the land shall know his brother, I will destroy her who is rotten: from the face Of earth shall fail the misbegotten, root and race } And the fair country unto them again I give, Whom in long exile men contemn: for they shall live.” Yea, they shall live! Amen! And I …
1907 · PDF PAGE 190
…ion meet Without caprice in viewless, changeless bars, Nor self-determinate in their wingless feet. All nature and all consciousness and thought He hath thrown asunder and divided them; Fixing a gulf of agony athwart, Where rolls a tide no soul of man may stem. Himself fixed high, he mocked us with his name Of ‘‘reconciler,” and of ‘‘one beyond all’’; And cast his shadow to the deep, to shame That oneness in its own division’s thrall ; So that Himself appears in cloud and fire Distorted in the world’s distorted mirror; And dark convulsion and c…
1907 · PDF PAGE 9
… of eyes? One word—that word. Be destinv’s Inviolate fiat rolled athwart . The clouds and cobwebs of our speech, And image, integrate of thought, This ebony anthem, each to each :— To lie, invulnerable, alone, Valkyrie and hero, in the zone, Shielded by lightnings of our wit, Guarded by fires of intellect Far on the mountain-top, elect Of all the hills divinely lit By rays of moonrise! © the moon! O the interminable tune Of whispered kisses! Love exults, Intolerant of all else than he, And ecstasy invades, insults, Outshines the waves of harmon…
1919 · PDF PAGE 313
…g man, and that was his trouble. He is still a very clever young man, and as he is older than he was, his trouble is increased. I always thought him crazy with his ideas on fasting and his weighing souls, but he always gave the impression of the greatest sincerity. He did extraordinarily good work in the case of Eusapia Palladino. He merely destroys one’s confidence when he coils himself in the Flag, and issues a Bryce Report like the mysteries of Myra, lends his name to quacks like Michael Whitty (not Witty), who doesn’t even deny that he is t…