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THE WORLD’S TRAGEDY
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THE WORLD’S TRAGEDY PRICE TWO GUINEAS
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THE WORLD’S TRAGEDY BY ALEISTER CROWLEY PARIS Privately printed for circulation in free countries. Copies must not be imported into England or America. — 1910
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I32 THE WORLD’S TRAGEDY. JOHN Nay, thou Greek heretic devil, have done ! Before He is dead a schism begun ? Say Homoousios ! THE GREEK Never, dog Jew ! Homoiousios ! JOHN Master, decide ! ISSA O may I cease ! If my spirit to you I must commend. JOHN Are you now satisfied ? Clear as — THE GREEK You lie, pathic ! JOHN Pandar !
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II0 THE WORLD’S TRAGEDY. ISSA And then, to counterbalance the effect — What next ? JOHN I cannot say. ISSA I resurrect. JOHN What good would that do ? ISSA As I understand, It would spoil life for everyone. JOHN How grand ! How simple ! ISSA Look, boy, I am tired of things. Joy, that had legs before, hath now got wings. I am exceeding weary.
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I36 THE WORLD’S TRAGEDY. PUBLIUS Death was duty’s one divorcement. AGRIPPA Pooh ! The stern old Roman ! Fudge ! Even Horatio would budge. Kill that Jew, men ! A SOLDIER Heard and done. ISSA It is finished ! PUBLIUS Ill begun When the Roman virtue sleeps ! AGRIPPA Death, man ! See the tide that sweeps From his side, a pinkish flood Of foaming water mixed with blood. It swells; it washes all the hill —
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24 THE WORLD’S TRAGEDY. THE DOVE Well, you will. We’ll make a rule That anyone who disbelieves it Shall be strictly prosecuted — With the utmost rigour Of the majesty of law. THE LAMB And if any fool believes it — THE DOVE He shall come to live with Us. What a privilege ! THE VULTURE Provided He observe propriety, Never laugh, never dance, Never do the dreadful thing ! THE DOVE Precisely so !
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48 THE WORLD’S TRAGEDY. IST NYMPH From what a lash ! 2ND NYMPH O the monstrous travail—gape In the belly of the sky ! IST NYMPH Shall the man beget the ape, All the wine of time run dry ? 2ND NYMPH Ah ! the grisly spoil of rape Dark with vilest ecstasy ! IST NYMPH Listen, how shall life escape From such death it breedeth by ? 2ND NYMPH Hangs there not a single grape From that nightshade galaxy ?
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I08 THE WORLD’S TRAGEDY. ISSA Take note of it : Matter is muck ! JOHN True wisdom and true wit ! The upshot, Lord ? ISSA Than living, I would rather Play the fool’s game of my unnatural Father. JOHN Thy father, Lord ? Thy pardon, but we heard — ISSA No odds — all genealogy’s absurd. JOHN Suppose, Lord, I should simply call Thee “ Word ” ? ISSA Happy the thought ! But, in thy secret ear, There was a scheme — thou mark’st me ?
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I2 THE WORLD’S TRAGEDY. EVADNE Chrysis ! could one weary of All thine opulence of love ? CHRYSIS I am fair ; I cannot fear. Was my tongue too eager, dear ? EVADNE Never, never, never ! Here, Coil the roses close, a cluster In the flax, the lyric lustre ! CHRYSIS In the white waves that carouse On the satyr’s beetle brows, Plait a wreath of laurustine With the broad leaves of the vine ! SALMACIS Sweet Lysander, now thou knowest All the oracle obscure !
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26 THE WORLD’S TRAGEDY. THE LAMB I oppose ; I wish to enter A minority report. THE VULTURE You are out of order, sir. THE LAMB I shall get my own back later In the Theatres of London Where a show of legs decides. THE DOVE By the way — THE VULTURE These sleeping women Are no good to us, of course ? THE DOVE No indeed ! I want a creature Very different to that, THE VULTURE Well, you’ll have a job to find one.
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I28 THE WORLD’S TRAGEDY. AGRIPPA See, the foul Black thing that sits with sneer and scowl Over his head. PUBLIUS What now ? Beshrew Me, but its face is like a Jew ! YAUGH WAUGH Butch ! The game is fairly started. I will back to night and chaos. — Ha ! Hoo ! Formlessly presiding Over the ruined earth. Ga ! Ga ! Ab — ab — ab — ab — ab — He flies off. ISSA Behold ! He hath forsaken me. The doom is fixed, but my spirit is free From his loathsome company.
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92 THE WORLD’S TRAGEDY. Whose windy letch hath blown me out Like a rich man with flatulence and gout ! THE HAG Ho ! stanch thy throttle ! Come forth ! She delivers her. O jest insane ! For all this pious pain Naught but an old brass bottle ! GOVINDA Maybe it holds the two and seventy Jinn That Solomon screwed in. ALEXANDER More like, the wine that Dionysus spilled From Cyprus grapes distilled. CHAU We lose our wagers ? It may be Best to unscrew it, and to see.
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22 THE WORLD’S TRAGEDY. I have magnificent And sublime and noble scheme. Listen ! I will find a woman — THE VULTURE Oh ! you dirty-minded rascal ! THE DOVE Wait a moment — I will do it. Find a virgin — if I can, And on her beget this lambkin In the image of a man. THE VULTURE That seems complicated, pigeon. We’ve the lamb begotten here. THE DOVE Yes, I know ; it seems absurd ; But in practice I am certain It will work out splendidly. THE VULTURE Well, proceed !
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82 THE WORLD’S TRAGEDY. GOVINDA The sweat is on thy forehead like bright stars Amid the milk of the great galaxy. CHAU Thy body gapes like a valley of deodars Between two snowy hills in Tartary. ALEXANDER Ho ! Ho ! a million rats Herald the brat’s First yelp. A vast company of rats issue from her, and rush squeaking into the darkness. MIRIAM God be mine help ! Adrammelek exacts a death For every dance with Astoreth. GOVINDA Cling to the ass-god, quean ! Now while his loud obscene
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II4 THE WORLD’S TRAGEDY. ISSA Lie down, then ! On thine oath, no knavery ! JOHN Sleep well, dear master ! Kiss me ! ISSA Pah, young thickhead ! The door opens. No peace, saith someone somewhere, for the wicked ! Enter Magda. What is it now ? MAGDA If Rabbi Pip is gone, It’s Back to Bed ! Issa wearily rises. ISSA Then — Back to Bed with John ! JOHN What, wilt Thou go ? ISSA Yea, by the holy hem Of Aaron’s robe — off to Jerusalem ! He goes out, followed by the protesting pair.
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4 THE WORLD’S TRAGEDY. Are there not playmates Enough and to spare, Gallant and gay mates, Each one of us fair ? Bountiful measures of Beautiful wine : Infinite treasures of Bacchus divine ! Hail to the Lord of us ! Blithe is his reign. Be thou adored of us, Soul without stain ! Fair are the faces, and Limbs of us light, Tracing the paces, and Drunk with delight. Io ! let us tremble in Trance of the tune Here that assemble in Joyaunce of June ! ATTHIS Doris, our darling ! How subtle and sweet
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I30 THE WORLD’S TRAGEDY. AGRIPPA So I have heard. Last year I flirted With Isis — but was unconverted. If this man’s prophet loose my nails I’ll gibe no more at prophet’s whales. PUBLIUS I loathe and despise all kinds of fiction Whether or no it ease life’s friction. AGRIPPA Anoint the next fair lambkin’s fleece With rock-sand in the stead of grease. PUBLIUS He speaks again. ISSA Forgive me, brothers ! I knew not what I did. PUBLIUS His mother’s Here; wants the body.
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84 THE WORLD’S TRAGEDY. GOVINDA I have a gipsy girl Skilled in the mystic art. She knows the trick to curl Dried leaves in fire, and augur thence. I bought her in the mart From an old Greek — a vile old man ! He told me she was a Bohemian ; And by a fabulous conjuring with cards Indeed she can divine. CHAU So can our bards. These girls are shifty. GOVINDA Maybe so ; but list ! (I pray you) She can take an amethyst And see a thousand visions. CHAU So can I
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