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THE KEY OF THE MYSTERIES existing one, but in thyself, since no other can exist beside thee. Thou art the existing one, before time, and beyond space. Thou art indeed the existing one, and thine existence is so hidden, and so deep, that none can discover it, or penetrate its secret. “Thou art the living one, but not in fixed and known time; thou art the living one, but not by spirit or by soul; for thou art the Soul of all souls. Thou art the living one; but not living with the life of mortals, that is, like a breath, and whose end is to give f…
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…ters ; but the first nineteen are the keys of occult theology. The others are the keys of Nature ; we shall return to them in the third part of this work. Let us resume what we have said concerning God, by quoting a fine invocation borrowed from the Jewish liturgy. It is a page from the qabalistic poem Kether-Malkuth, by Rabbi Solomon, son of Gabirol : “Thou art one, the beginning of all numbers, and the foundation of all buildings; thou art one, and in the secret of thy unity the most wise of men are lost, because they know it not. Thou art on…
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THE EQUINOX amazed, for they can attain but part of it, never the whole. Thou art the God of gods, and all thy creatures bear witness to it; and in honour of this great name they owe thee all their worship. Thou art God, and all created beings are thy servants and thy worshippers ; thy glory is not tarnished, although men worship other gods, because their intention is to address themselves to thee; they are like blind men, who wish to follow the straight road, but stray; one falls into a well, the other into a ditch; all think that they are com…
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THE KEY OF THE MYSTERIES Faith is a greater thing than all religions, because it states the articles of belief with less precision. Any dogma constitutes but a belief, and belongs to our particular communion; faith is a sentiment which is common to the whole of humanity. The more one discusses with the object of obtaining greater accuracy, the less one believes; every new dogma is a belief which a sect appropriates to itself, and thus, in some sort, steals from universal faith. Let us leave sectarians to make and remake their dogmas; let us lea…
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… And the flesh, alas! is the core of thee. Be it so. I have wandered through the worlds in seeking thee, And I have found thee, and thou art as pure As dung, as sweet as sweat, as light as lust. All these, all these I have found, oh, bitterness! O forsaken one, whom I have found, thou art ravished By the phallus of Time, of Time that pierceth thee So keenly that thou art torn, thy virgin body A prey to the lust of Time! Oh, bitterness ! Oh, threefold sadness! I have found thee now Too late, too late, too late. I am weary of flesh; It burns me n…
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144 THE EQUINOX Thou art too pure to love, too sweet to know, Too fair to bear unsullied through the world, Where love is blind with lust, and hate grows strong On thine immortal song; Nor do the world’s winds blow Abroad the forbidden word, in thee, in thee impearled. My Rose! my Rose! my Rose! my ensanguined Rose, Blood o’ the heart of the love transcending life, Than death more cool, more eloquent, more still : There is moonlight on the hill, But thou art gone, as goes The promised joy of thee, the world’s still-virgin wife. They spurn thee …
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…ng the lights, the dappled waters shine Under them, and the little leaves that quiver Along the dull green waters’ broken line. And thou art there still mirrored; thou art calling Through the trees, and through the clouds, and through the rain; In reverie I wander: oh, enthralling, To see thee mirrored in my poet's pain! O mariner! What wayward, rock-bound stream Is this? Past what immemorable town Of fable flows it? What forgotten dream Evokes this image—rill and moor and down, And a far shore where, under a rainy moon, Are nuptials, and a fea…
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…loat: From thee! the secret word, the note On the lips of a dying god, pierced through By the spear of Dawn. Is Dawn still new, Now thou art faded in the gloom ? Now thou art lost in death and doom? I know not yet; nor shall I know Till thou art faded quite, and snow
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ROSA IGNOTA When for an age of craft-long loveliness L lay mine head against thy beating heart, And hear thy bosom throb, and soft sighs start Through all thy hot young breath, ah! canst thou guess How the artist longs to frame thy murmured “ yes” In Pavian marble, wrought with subtle art To immortal wonder, so to vend apart The curtains of the tomb with easy stress ? Ah! wert thou here, sweetheart, I would not sing These foolish songs. I only turn to rime When thou art absent ; for thine eyes would bring A light too dazzling for mine eyes; but…
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180 THE EQUINOX In the mist, and in the sunshine, and the day! Thou art married to Love, maybe, for Love sits weeping In my desolate heart, nor know I what can ail him, Save it be that thou art fled; immortal Love And mortal Death, and are ye separate still, Even as I and as the unknown Rose? Maybe the Rose is Death, and I am Love, Wed to young Life, and jealous of desire Of Death! Oh, in the cool green colonnades I have lingered late, even till the night’s slow fall, And I have heard the dying voices of day, The market-women’s chatter growing …
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…ath 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. 67. Hold! Hold! Bear up in thy rapture; fall not in swoon of the excellent kisses! 68. Harder! Hold up thyself! Lift thine head! breathe not so deep—die! 69. Ah! Ah! What do I feel? Is the word exhausted? 70. There is help & hope in other spells. Wisdom says: be strong! Then canst thou bear more joy. Be not animal; refine thy rapture! If thou drink, drink by the eight an…
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…e of resignation, belief of obedience, joy of sorrow, life of death, hail! Salutation and glory to thee! If intelligence is a lamp, thou art its flame; ifit is right, thou art duty; if it is nobility, thou art happiness. Love, full of pride and modesty in thy mysteries, divine love, hidden love, love insensate and sublime, Titan who takest Heaven in both hands, and forcest it to earth, final and ineffable secret of Christian widowhood, love eternal, love infinite, ideal which would suffice to create worlds ; love! love! blessing and glory to th…
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…hee to the two above! [Strikes him twice. Nn. [Comes forward with the vod.| We need no witness of 4 our love. [Strikes him twice. H. Who art thou? N. Whence art thou ? R. -My name Is surely I am that I am. H. Blaspheme not ! [Strikes him twice. N. Lie not! [Strikes him twice. 88
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… ; he that is filthy shall be filthy still. 58. Yea! deem not of change: ye shall be as ye are, & not other. Therefore the kings of the earth shall be Kings for ever: the slaves shall serve. There is none that shall be cast down or lifted up: all is ever as it was. Yet there are masked ones my servants: it may be that yonder beggar is a King. A King may choose his garment as he will: there is no certain test: but a beggar cannot hide his poverty. 59. Beware therefore! Love all, lest perchance is a King concealed! Say you so? Fool! If he be a Ki…
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DEAD WEIGHT eradicable; and he used to wince when his familiars called him “ Art,” as it revived the story of Crowley’s epigram on his work, as Art for Art's Sake. Again, he objected to references to the “wait-a-bit” thorn in connection with occult style and subject, so that he took what was really quite an unreasonable dislike to Fra. S. P. merely because that worthiest of men had spent some years in Africa. However, these were small blemishes on a_ beautiful character. Having given up trying to look wise, he began to be wise ; and he never fo…
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THE EQUINOX O Thou art like an Hawk of Gold, Miraculously manifold, For all the sky’s aflame to be A mirror magical of Thee! The stars seem comets, rushing down To gem thy robes, bedew thy crown. Like the moon-plumes of a strange bird By a great wind sublimely stirred, Thou drawest the light of all the skies Into thy wake. The heaven dies In bubbling froth of light, that foams About thine ardour. All the domes Of all the heavens close above thee As thou art known of me who love thee. Excellent kiss, thou fastenest on This soul of mine, that it …
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THE EQUINOX [He consecrates, and partakes of, the sacrament. The two warders, kneeling, clasp his knees, and the two women support his arms. A sixfold chime of bells. He invokes the God in the shrine. THE YOUNG JOHN. Thou, who art I, beyond all I am, Chorus. 78 Who hast no nature and no name, Who art, when all but Thou are gone, Thou, centre and secret of the Sun, Thou, hidden spring of all things known And unknown, Thou aloof, alone, Thou, the true fire within the reed Brooding and breeding, source and seed Of life, love, liberty, and light, T…
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ARTICLE II SOLUTION OF THE SECOND PROBLEM TRUE RELIGION RELIGION exists in humanity, like love. Like it, it is unique. Like it, it either exists, or does not exist, in such and such a soul; but, whether one accepts it or denies it, it is in humanity; it is, then, in life, it is in nature itself; it is an incontestable fact of science, and even of reason. The true religion is that which has always existed, which exists to-day, and will exist for ever. Some one may say that religion is this or that; religion is what it is. This is the true religi…
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…starlight For dew, and all thy petals shall be dreams Crystallised of the gods who swing the wheels Of the worlds in space; and at the heart of thee Shall be the secret knowledge, the sacred Word, The AOTOS of the throbbing Universe. And the years shall pass in myriads over the Tree Whereon thou bloomest, O my Rose o’ the worlds, And one shall pluck thee forth ; and Love and Death Shall lie together, and there shall be born He who shall bear for ever into life The rose-tipped lilies under the silent stars, The silent stars, and the new-blushing…
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…cloudy, the skies no more are blue, And grayness reigning solitary makes music Drearily on the wind-harp. The dripping rain Soddens the earth, and the stones lie thick and wet Among the leaves ; and the trees wave naked arms In despair to the sky. The light is quickly dying, And there is no more day ; the dull red sun, A sore and aching eye in a face of gray, Droops down to slumber. All the world seems dead. Rose! Rose! Where art thou? Omy Rose! my Rose! My secret Rose! Art lost among the gray? There is no voice in the silence; in the woods The…