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The Soul of Osiris
THE SOUL OF OSIRIS
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The Soul of Osiris
THE SOUL OF OSIRIS A HISTORY BY ALEISTER CROWLEY LONDON : KEGAN PAUL, TRENCH, TRÜBNER AND COMPANY, LTD. 1901 All rights reserved
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58 THE SOUL OF OSIRIS. Pass, be no more ! The beckoning dawn Woos the white ocean : I must go Wither my soul’s desire is drawn. Whither ? I know not. Even so.
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128 THE SOUL OF OSIRIS. Nature is one with my distress. The flowers are dull, the stars are pale. I am the Soul of Nothingness. I cannot lift the golden veil. O Mother Isis, let thine eyes Behold my grief, and sympathise ! I cannot round the perfect wheel, Attain not to the fuller end. In part I love, in part I feel, Know, worship, will, and comprehend. O Mother Nephthys, fill me up Thine own perfection’s deadly cup ! My aspiration quails within me ; “ My heart is fixed,” in vain I cry ; The little loves and whispers win me : “ Eli, lama sabact…
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126 THE SOUL OF OSIRIS. I hardly dare to hope the sun. I seek the darkness, not the light. O Lord Harpocrates, be still The moveless centre of my will ! My sorrows are more manifold Than His that bore the sins of man. My sins are like the starry fold, My hopes their desolation wan. O Nuit, the starry one arise, And set thy starlight in my skies ! In darkness, in the void abyss, I grope with vain despairing arms. The silence as a serpent is, The rustle of the world alarms. O Horus, Light in Darkness, bless My failure with thine own success ! My …
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42 THE SOUL OF OSIRIS. We are one as the dew that is drawn By the sun from the sea : we are curled In curves of delight and of dawn, On the lone, the immaculate lawn, Beyond the wild way of the world.
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110 THE SOUL OF OSIRIS. O visionary valley of my Soul ! When shall thy beauty, even thine, be made As pure and mighty as these hills that roll In mist and sun and shade ? O thou ! the Highest ! make my will as thine, My consciousness, the consciousness divine !
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94 THE SOUL OF OSIRIS. The glory of the living day Shall shine among the dead. Thy faith shall have a holier task, thy strength a goodlier stead.” Then I withdrew the light Of mine own Godhead up, As stars that close with broken night Their adamantine cup. I sought the solar airs : my soul on its own tears might sup. For in the vast profound Still burns the rescuing sign ; Beyond all sight and sense and sound The symbol flames divine. For He shall make all life, all death, His solitary shrine.
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106 THE SOUL OF OSIRIS. Flames on my front the fiery star About me and around. Pillared, the sacred sun, afar, Six symphonies of sound ; Flames, as the Gods themselves that are ; Flames, in the abyss profound. The spread arms drop like thunder ! So Rings out the lordlier cry, Vibrating through the streams that flow In ether to the sky, The moving archipelago, Stars in their seigneury. Thine be the kingdom ! Thine the power ! The glory triply thine ! Thine, through Eternity’s swift hour, Eternity, thy shrine— Yea, by the holy lotus-flower, Even …
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124 THE SOUL OF OSIRIS. Flame, ye young fingers of light, on the West of the Dawning that run ! Flame, O thou Meteor Car, for my fire is exalted in thee ! Lighten the darkness and herald the daylight, and waken the sea ! Flame, O flame ! Crown Her, O crown Her with stars as with flowers for a virginal gaud ! Crown Her, O crown Her with Light and the flame of the down-rushing Sword ! Crown Her, O crown Her with Love for maiden and mother and wife ! Hail unto Isis ! Hail ! For She is the Lady of Life ! Isis crowned !
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8 THE SOUL OF OSIRIS. Fretted with stars, thrice woven across. White limbs in amorous slumber toss, Like sleeping foam, whose silver gleams On motionless dark seas ; it seems As if some gentle spirit stirred Their lazy brows with some swift word. So, in the secret of the shrine, Night keeps them nestled, so the gloom Laps them in waves as smooth as wine, As glowing as the fiery womb Of some young tigress, dark as doom, And swift as sunrise. Love’s content Builds its own mystic monument, And carves above its vaulted tomb The Phœnix on her fiery …
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100 THE SOUL OF OSIRIS. HAPPINESS. T is the seasonable sun of spring That gilds the all-rejuvenescent air— New buds, young birds, so happy in the rare Fresh life of earth : myself am bound to sing, Feeling the resurrection crown me king. I am so happy as men never were. Of sorrow much, of suffering a share, Leave me unmoved, or leave me conquering. O miserable ! that it should be so ! Lord Jesus, Sufferer for the sins of man, Thou didst invite me to Thy shame and loss. And I am happy ! Pity me ! Bestow The right to work in the eternal Plan, The…
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38 THE SOUL OF OSIRIS. SONNET FOR GERALD KELLY’S JEZEBEL. IFT up thine head, disastrous Jezebel ! Fire and black stars are melted in thine hair That curls to Hell, as in Satanic prayer ; Thy mouth is heavy with its riper smell Than clustered pomegranates beside a well ; The cruel savour of thy lust lies there, That blood may tinge thy kisses unaware To fill thy children with the hope of Hell. O evil beauty ! Heart of mystery Wherein my being toils, and in the blood Mixed with thy poison finds its subtle food, Intoxicating my divinity ! Disdainf…
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76 THE SOUL OF OSIRIS. “ A RELIGIOUS BRINGING-UP.” ITH this our “ Christian ” parents marred our youth : “ One thing is certain of our origin. We are born Adam’s bastards into sin, Servants to Death and Time’s devouring tooth. God, damning most, had this one thought of ruth To save some dozens—Us : and by the skin Of teeth to save us from the devil’s gin— Repentance ! Blood ! Prayer ! Sackcloth ! This is truth.” Our parents answer jesting Pilate so. I am the meanest servant of the Christ : But, were I heathen, cannibal, profane, My cruel spirit…
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54 THE SOUL OF OSIRIS. “ THE TWO WISDOMS.” OPHIE ! I loved her, tenderly at worst. Yet in my passion’s highest ecstasy, When life lost pleasure in desire to die And never taste again the deadly thirst For those caresses ; even then a curst Sick pang shot through me : looking afar on high, Beyond, I see £¿Æ¹± in the sky. The pretty bubble of Love’s pipe is burst ! Yea ! through the portals of the dusky dawn I see the nameless Rose of Heaven unfold ! Yea ! through rent passion and desire withdrawn Burns in the East the far ephemeral gold. O Wisdo…
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28 THE SOUL OF OSIRIS. WEDLOCK. A SONNET. SAW the Russian peasants build a ring Of glowing embers of the bubbling pine. In the green heart o’ th’ salamander line They scatter roses. Now the youngsters spring Within, who with hard-shut eyes hope to bring From out the fiery circle one divine Blossom of rose, as from a poisonous mine Gold comes to gird the palace of a king. Envious I sprang—and found the last rose gone. So in the fiery ring of wedlock, blind, Mad, one may leap, no rose perhaps to find (Or, if no rose, good fortune finds no thorn),…
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10 THE SOUL OF OSIRIS. “ THE TWO EMOTIONS.” OW barren is the Valley of Delight ! Swift the gaunt hounds that nose the warm close trail Of all my love’s content ; in vain I veil My secret of remorse ; from their keen sight And scent my poor deception takes to flight. I borrow perfume from young loves waxed pale ; I borrow music from the nightingale. In vain : she knows me, that I hate her quite. Not altogether : in my patchwork brain Some rag of passion tears its woof asunder. Strange, that its own insatiable pain Should find an opiate in her ey…
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98 THE SOUL OF OSIRIS. In vain : I bid him kneel and swear : the earth Rocked with the terror of that deadlier birth. He swore : he vanished : the wide sky resounds With echoing thunders : through the blinding night The stars resume their courses : at the bounds Of the four watch-towers cry the waking hounds : “ The night is well ” : slow steals the ambient light Through all the borders of the universe At that last lifting of my strenuous curse. Slow steals the ambient light : white peace resumes In planet, element, and sign, her sway. The twis…
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18 THE SOUL OF OSIRIS. JEZEBEL. PART I. LION’S mane, a leopard’s skin Across my dusty shoulders thrown ; A swart fierce face, with eyes where sin Lurks like a serpent by a stone. A man driven forth by lust to seek Rest from himself on Carmel’s peak. A prophet with wild hair behind, Streaming in fiery clusters ! Yea, Tangled with vehemence of the wind, And knotted with the tears that slay ; And all my face parched up and dried, And all my body crucified. Ofttimes the Spirit of the Lord Descends and floods me with his breath ; My words are fashio…
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THE GATE OF THE SANCTUARY. 55 “ THE TWO LOVES.” HAT is my soul ? The shadow of my will. What is my will ? The sleeper’s sigh at waking. Osiris ! Orient godhead ! let me still Rest in the dawn of knowledge, ever slaking My lips and throat where yon rose-glimmering hill, The Mountain of the East, its lips is taking To Thy life-lips : I hear Thy keen voice thrill ; Arise and shine ! the clouds of earth are breaking ! The clouds are parted : yes ! And there above I bathe in ether and self-shining light ; My soul is filled with the eternal love ; I …
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