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1906 · PDF PAGE 111

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…rns me oft Of late how near that island is, where dwell The alluring daughters of Melpomene. 1 The ‘‘ fable" is Crowley's own, ORPHEUS.! Light shed from seaward over breakers bend- ing Kiss-wise to the emerald hollows : light divine Whereof the sun is God, the sea his shrine; Light in vibrations rhythmic; light unending ; Light sideways from the girdling crags extending Unto this lone and languid head of mine ; Light, that fulfils creation as with wine, Flows in the channels of the deep: light, rending The adamantine columns of the night, Is la…

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INVOCATION 21 Of the vast ocean of the unmanifest Limitless Negativity of Light Flowing, in Jesus manifest, through space, In equilibrium, upon the world Illumined by the White Supernal Gleam Through the red Cross of Calvary : Come forth, My actual Self! Come forth, O dazzling one, Wrapped in the glory of the Holy Place Whence I have called thee : Come thou forth to me, And permeate my being, till my face Shine with thy light reflected, till my brows Gleam with thy starry symbol, till my voice Reach the Ineffable: Come forth, I say, And make me…

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…! O Living Lord of Me! Self-shining flame, begotten of Beyond ! Godhead immaculate! Swift tongue of fire, Kindled from that immeasurable light The boundless, the immutable. Come forth, My God, my lover, spirit of my heart, Heart of my soul, white virgin of the Dawn, My Queen of all perfection, come thou forth From thine abode beyond the Silences To me the prisoner, me the mortal man, Shrined in this clay : come forth, I say, to me, Initiate my quickened soul; draw near, And let the glory of thy Godhead shine Through all the luminous aethers of …

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…zen, The sleep of the truth of the mind ! As a bright snake curled Round the vine of the World ! O sleeper through dawn and through day- light, | O sleeper through dusk and through night ! O shifted from white light to gray light, From gray to the one black light ! O silence and sound In the far profound ! O serpent of scales as an armour To bind on the breast of a lord ! Not deaf to the Voice of the Charmer, Not blind to the sweep of the sword ! I strike to the deep That thou stir in thy sleep! Rise up from mine innermost being ! Lift up the g…

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…a bloom, Tall scarlet lilies, and the golden scent Shed by strange clusters of more pallid flowers, And purple lustre strewn amid the twilight bowers. Far, far the pastureless, the unquiet sea Moaned ; far the stately pyramid of cold Shrouding the stars, arose: sweet witchery That brought them in the drowsing eye, to fold The picture in: the winged imagery That Hermes gathers with that floral gold Whose triple flower or flame or pinioned light Lends life to death, and love and colour unto light. How flames that scarlet stronger than Apollo, Too…

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… Lord of the Universe! Holy art Thou, whom Nature hathnot formed! Holy art Thou, O Vast and Mighty One! O Lord of Darkness and O Lord of Light! Holy art Thou, O Light above all Gods! O Holy, Holy, Holy, Holy King Ineffable, O Consciousness Divine In whose white Presence, even I, a god, A god of gods, prostrate myself and say : I am the spark of Thine abundant flame. I am the flower, and Thou the splendid Sun Wherefrom my Life is drawn! Thee, For Holy, Holy, Holy, is Thy Name! Holy art Thou, O Universal Lord | Holy art Thou, whom Nature hath not…

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…rike, strike the louder chord! Draw, draw the flaming sword, Crowned child and conquering Lord: Horus, avenger. Vi. Dawn-star of flaming light, Five rays in one unite, Light, Life, Love, Mercy, Might, Star of the Magi. VII. Lift, lift the Cross of Light,_: Rose, golden, green, and white, Rise, rise athwart the night! Mighty Aeshuri ! VIII. Flame, flame, thou Blazoned Sun! Seal-Star of Solomon ! Seven Mysteries in One ! Godhead and Mankind ! IX. Beauty and life and love ! Let fly thy darling dove ! Bend to us from above, Lady Ahathor ! Xx. Where…

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… the pain, Hearing the pzean of the unprofane ! Lycian, listen ! God of the fiery face, the eyes inviolate ! Lord of soundless thunders, lightnings light- less ! Hear me now, for joy that I see thee sightless, Fervent to follow. Grant one boon; destroy me, let me die elate, Blasted with light intolerant of a mortal, That the undying in me pass thy portal ! Hear me, Apollo. Hear me, or if about thy courts be girded Paler some purple softening the sunlight Merciful, mighty, O divide the one light Into a million Shattered gems, that I mingle in my…

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…clusters Round your face as a rosebud with- drawn, New splendour springs carmine and lustres Your cheeks with the coming of dawn, Love’s light as an army that musters its plumes—and is gone. For fear as a fountain, that trembles With wind, is arisen, and hides The light of your love, and dissembles The roar of the passionate tides; Though a flickering flame it resembles, love is, and abides. I see through the moonlight that covers (As a mist on the mountain) your head The flame of your heart as a lover’s Shine out in your face and be shed, A ru…

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THE TRIADS OF DESPAIR 35 Into their lustre as they move the light of all the sky. I am so faint for utter love I sigh and long to die. Far on the misty ocean’s verge flares out the Southern Cross, And the long billows on the marge of coral idly toss, This night of nights! lustre dusk or dim. Twin love-birds on the land complain, a wistful happy hymn. I turn my face toward the main: I laugh and dive and swim. The stars disdain a Now fronts me foaming all the light of surf- bound waters pent ; Now from the black breast of the night the Southern C…

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…ent atmosphere. Some sorrow drawing near That slow, dark river would for sympathy Have found its home and never wandered out Into the sunlight any more. A sigh Stirred the pale waters where the moonlight stood Upon the sleepy flood | In certain bough-wrought shapes of mystic meaning, As if the moon were weaning The king her babe from milk of life and love To milk new-dropped above From her sweet breast in vaporous light Into the willowy night That lay upon the river. So the king Heard a strange chant—the woods began to sing ; The river took the…

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…fe abate And leave me languid, man-forgotten, deem- ing I see in sleep, in many-coloured night, More hope than in the flame-waves of the light. Light ! ever light ! I swim far out and follow The footsteps of the wind, and light in- vades My desolate soul, and all the cypress shades Glow with transparent lustre, and the hollow I thought I had hidden in my heart must swallow . . The bitter draught of Truth; no Nereid maids Even in my sea are mine; the whole | sea’s plades And hills and springs are void of my Apollo— The Sea herself my tune and my…

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…htiest of monarchs !”—‘‘ Cease, thou crow ! Thine errand ! ere the eunuch’s sword Snatch thy bald head off at a blow.” “* Mercy, World’s Light !” Swings clear and clean The call ‘‘ Room for the Queen! The Queen !” Strong as a man, the Queen strides in. Even she shrank frighted !—my aspect More dreadful than all shapes of sin Her dreams might shape or recollect, Hideous with fasting, madness, grief, Beyond all speaking or belief. But the first glance at those bold eyes! Ah! let me fling me at her feet ! Take me, O love! Thy terror flies. Kiss me…

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…agle wing Of the air of feathered spring Royally sweeps, and on the musical marge Watches alone the man. O silvern shape and span Of moonlight, reaching over the grey, large Breast of the surf-bound strand, Life of the earth, God’s child, Man’s bride, the light of the sweet land ! Are emeralds ever a spark of this clear green, Or sapphires hints of this diviner blue, Or rubies shadows of this rosy hue, Or light itself elsewhere so clear and clean? For all the sparkling dews of heaven fallen far Crystalline, fixed, forgotten (as a star Forgets i…

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THE GOD-EATER 135 Iam might. I am power. I am light For an hour. I am strong, I grow. Ho! Ho! I taught Criosda The evil runes. Mine were the tunes His passion sang. Mine is the clang Of the olden door. Half the secret I gave: no more! Half the secret Hidden I keep. Hide it deep! That is mine! I will work. He is nought. The runes divine Awry be wrought. Hail to the murk! [A adtstant whine ts heard. Cover me! Lurk, Rupha, lurk ! ’Tis a foe. Ho! Ho! [Clouds have been obscuring the moon ; zt is mow dark. A fox passes over the stage. Crafty ! Crafty…

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…RGONAUTS With me the night is fallen in day ; The day swoons back to night; The white and black are woven in gray, Faint sleep of silken light. A strange soft light about me shed Devours the sense of time: Hovers about my sleepy head Some sweet persistent rhyme. Beneath my breast my love may hear Deep murmur of the billows— O gather me to thee, my dear, On soft forgetful pillows ! O gather me in arms of love As maidens plucking posies, Or mists that fold about a dove, Or valleys full of roses ! O let me fade and fall away From waking into sleep…

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…ose marvellous beauty it was his mission (who may doubt it?) to reveal. For the burning torch of truth may smoke, but it is our one sure light in passion and distress, Zhe sewelled stlence of the stars is, indeed, the light of a serener art; but love is human, and I give nothing for the tawdry gems of style when the breast they would adorn is ‘that of a breathing, living beauty of man’s love, the heart of all the world. Nor let us taint one sympathy with even a shadow of regret. Let us leave him where ‘* Sight nor sound shall war against him mo…

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…e, to show My harmless passion and her own great worth. She could not be offended: and moreover— When at the nightfall I sought Heaven’s light, All my work grew unspotted, done aright ! The high Gods came above my head to hover, Because I worked with a diviner might, The perfect sage being the periect lover. THE NINTH DAY. ‘** How canst thou tell she will deny thy suit Before thou make a trial of her love?”’ 1 Henry VI, I wAs most weary of my work: the mind Shuddered at all the wonders it had written, And the whole body by the spirit smitten Gr…

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…I, perceiving deeply beneath the eyes of flame The soul that, kindling, is not kindled: I have known thy Name. Awake, O soaring billows! Lighten the raging dome, Wrap the wide horizon in a single cloak of flaming foam, Leap in your fury! Beat upon the shores unseen! Devour your food, The broken cliff, the crumbled bank, the bar. I know the mood. Even so I see the terror of universal strife : Murderous war, and murderous peace, and miserable life : The pang of childbirth, and the pain of youth, and the fear of age, Life tossed and broken into du…

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… East: the perfect rite Dragged by laborious hand and brain to shape And this [Pazses glass] the first fruits ! Hail, thou fount of wit, Light liquor, child of cares how heavy! Drink! The peace of the Priest ! [He drinks up the liquor. Be thou my light ! Uncloud the misty channels of the mind ! Off, horror! Off, compassion ! Be the brain The almighty engine of the Will—and those Subtler and deeper forces grimly guessed, Terribly proven—be they strong thereby ! Awake, O sleeping serpent of the soul, Unhinted skills, and unimagined powers, And pu…

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