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…n, lift up thine hands ! Centre thee in thine heart one scarlet thought Limpid with brilliance of the Light above ! Draw into nought All life, death, hatred, love : All self concentred in the sole desire— Hear thou the Voice of Fire! This hope was Zoroaster’s—this is mine! Not one but many splendours hath the Shrine: Not one but many paths approach the gate That guards the Adytum, fortifying Fate ! Mine was, by weariness of blood and brain, Mere bitter fruit of pain Sought in the darkness of an harlot’s bed, To make me as one dead : To loose th…
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… Limits He set, made space unsearchable Yet bounded, made time endless to transcend Man's thought to comprehend : Builded the Tower | Of life, and girded it with walls of hell, The name of Death. This limit in all things Baffles the spirit wings, Chains the swift soul; for even Death is bound. In its apparent amplitude I saw, I, who have slept through death, have surely found The old accurséd law, And death has changed to life. alone Shoots to the starry throne : That if man lack not purpose, but succeed, Reaching in very deed Impersonal existe…
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… How vain is man’s imagining and weak ! Begod! my lady, and my lady’s kiss? Back swing we to the pitiful abyss, Liken God’s being to the life of man. So reason staggers. Angels, answer me ! Ye who have watched the far unfolding plan— How is time shorter than eternity? Prove it and weigh! By mind it cannot be. All our divisions spring in our own brain. See! As upsprings on the horizon there A clefted hill contemptuous of the plain. (Why, which is higher?) I am in despair. Let me essay the Pharaoh and his prayer ! [TANNHAUSER speaks the Word of D…
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… that may not forget ‘‘ The wasted hours!” Ah, bitter interest Of our youth’s capital—forgotten zest In all the pleasures of o’erflowing life, Wine tasteless, tired the brain, and cold the breast ! Ah! but if with it is one good deed wrought, One kind word spoken, one immortal thought Born in thee, all is paid; the weary strife Grows victory. ‘‘ Love is all and Death is nought.” Such an one wrote that word! as I would meet, Lay my life’s burden at his silver feet, Have him give ear if I say ‘‘ Master.” Yea! I know no heaven, no honour, half so …
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…droop thine head, O God ! for thou must suffer this: I said! Droop thy wide pinions, O thou mortal God ! Sink thy vast forehead, and let Life con- sume The miserable life thy feet have trod Beneath them, that thine own life in its doom Fall, in its resurrection to arise; Stoop, that its holier hope may cleave the skies. Power, power, and power! O single sacrifice On thine own altar: let thy savour steam Up, through the domes of broken Paradise ; Up, by Euphrates’? unimagined stream ; Up, by strange river and mysterious lawn To some impossible d…
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PREFACE 223 Beyond the gold and glamour of Life’s lotus, The flower that falls from this our stronger sight, We dwell, eternal shapes of shadowy light. Only the love on earth that shook and smote us Begets new stars—truth’s flowers fallen through night Beyond the gold and glamour of Life's lotus! Eternal bliss of Love in birthless bowers ! Light, the gemmed robes of Love! Life, lifted breath, Ageless existence deifying death ! Love, the sole flower beyond these lesser flowers !— In thee at last the live fruit quickeneth ? Eternal bliss of Love …
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… man. CHORUS, Hail, S’afi, king of Egypt and the Nile! Hail, S’afi, Lord of the two lands,? all hail! S’AFI. King of himself and lord of life and death, No lesser throne! [have borne meas a god, Avenging on my nearest blood the sin That brought me shameful to the shameless light. I have not faltered nor turned back at all, Nor moved my purpose for a moment’s thought. Nor will Tnow. The god is gone from me, And as a man I feel the living shame Of my existence, and the biting brand Of murder set upon me, and the sting Of my discrownéd forehead. I…
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…tion, too, we find 11M, to brighten or make glad. We also work in another Way. I is the Straight Line or Central Pillar of the Temple of Life; also it stands for Unity, and for the Generative Force. A is the Pentagram, which means the Will of Man working Redemption. O is the Circle from which everything came, also Nothingness, and the Female, who absorbs the Male. The Progress of the Name shows then the Way from Life to Nirvana by means of the Will: and is a Hieroglyph of the Great Work. Look at all our Meanings! Every one shows that the Name, …
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… the might Of the eloquent silence of black ight ! RATOUM. The noise of many planets fallen far ! CHORUS. Death listens for the voice of life; mght waits dawn of wisdom: spring ! winter seeks the The RATOUM. ‘The music of all stars arisen; the breath Of God upon the valley of the dead ! CHORUS. The silence of the awaiting soul asleep ! RATOUM. The murmur of the fountain of my life! CHORUS. The whole dead universe awaits the Word. RATOUM. Now is the hour of life ; my voice leaps up In the dim halls of death, and kindling flame Roars like the tem…
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TANNHAUSER 234 The breathing life of thee, and swoons, and sighs, And dies ! None but the dead can know the worth of love! Come, love, thy bosom to my heart recalls Strange festivals and subtle funerals. Soft passion rises in the amber walls, And falls! None but the dead can breathe the life of love ! Come, love, thy lips, curved hollow as the moon’s! , Bring me thy kisses, for the seawind tunes, The song that soars, and reads the starry runes, And swoons ! None but the dead can tune the lyre of love! Come, love, thy body serpentine and bright …
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THE PHILOSOPHER’S PROGRESS 35 I took my life, as one who takes Young gold to ruin and to spend ; I sought their gulfs and fiery lakes, And sought no happy end. I said: the height is as the deep, Twin breasts of one white dove; Death’s face is as the face of Sleep, And Lust is likest Love. And with my blood I forced the door That guards the palaces of sin ; I reached the lake’s cinereous! shore ; I passed those groves within. My blood was wasted in her veins, To freshen them, who stood like death, Our Lady of ten thousand Pains With heavy kissin…
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…song? [Zhe great Goddess ariseth, weeping Jor the slain Osiris TANNHAUSER, the perfected through suffering. IsIs. Isis am I, and from my life are fed All stars and suns, all moons that wax and wane, Create and uncreate, living and dead, The Mystery of Pain. Iam the Mother, I the silent Sea, The Earth, its travail, its fertility. Life, death, love, hatred, light, darkness, return to me— To Me!
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…MAJESTE JACQUES IV D'ECQSSE.” I ser the centuries wax and wane. I know their mystery of pain, The secrets of the living fire, The key of life: I live: I reign: For I am master of desire. Silent, I pass amid the folk Caught in its mesh, slaves to its yoke. Silent, unknown, I work and will Redemption, godhead’s master-stroke, And breaking of the wands of ill. 1 Now a Buddhist recluse in Burma. In England he was a martyr to spasmodic asthma, which, however, could not quench, could hardly dull even, the fire of his soul. * Supposed to have escaped …
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…on 3 Shrieked, crawled to die ; delirium abates By some good chance her terror in its season. Iler ravings picture the cessation of Such life as she had known: her mind conceives A God of Mercy, Happiness, and Love ; Reverses life and fact : and so believes. of So man grew up; and so religion grew. Now in the cons shall not truth dissever The man = and the old through, Cast God to black oblivion for ever? Picture no longer in fallacious thought A doer for each deed ! the real Jurks Nowhere thus hidden: there is truly nought Substantial in these…
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…oth eyes and trembling fingers, faint lips or murderous hair, All tunes of love’s own music, most various and rare ; When I look back on life, as a mariner on the deep Sees, tranced, the white wake foaming, fancies the nereids weep ; As, on @ mountain summit in the thunders and the snow, I look to the shimmering valley and weep: I loved you so! For a moment cease the winds of God upon the reverent head ; I lose the life of the mountain, and my soul is with the dead ; Yet am I not unaware of the splendour of the height, Yet am I lapped in the gl…
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…God—I give my best Of soul and blood and brain To my poor Art—-there comes to me some- how This fact: Man’s-work is God made mani- fest; Life is all Peace again. And Dreams are beyond life. Their wider scope, Limitless Empire o’er the world of thought, Help my desires to press Beyond all stars toward God and Heaven and Hope ; And in the world-amazing chase is wrought Somehow—all Happiness. THE TRIUMPH OF MAN. BEFORE the darkness, earlier than being, When yet thought was not, shapeless and unseeing, | Made misbegotten of deity on death, There br…
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… TO BURY STRANGERS IN. A PHILOSOPHICAL POEM. 1898. [The poems collected in Volume I. comprise the whole of the first period of Crowley’s life ; namely, that of spiritual and mystic enthusiasm. to class them as Juvenilia. to 1897 have been sedulously sought out and ACELDAMA. '‘T contemplate myself in that dim sphere Whose hollow centre I am standing at With burning eyes intent to penetrate The black circumference, and find out Ged.” ‘Except a corn of wheat fall into the ground and die, it abideth alone; but if it die, it bringeth forth much frui…
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…t track the intangible and blind, And seeking, shall securely find Hidden in secret places Fresh feasts for every soul that strives, New life for many mystic lives, and strange new forms and faces. My mind still searches, and attains By many days and many pains To That which Is and Was and reigns Shadowed in four and ten,! And loses self in sacred lands, And cries and quickens, and understands Beyond the first Amen.” THE ALCHEMIST. THIS POEM WAS INTENDED AS THE PRO- LOGUE ‘YO A PLAY—AT PRESENT UN- FINISHED.? An old tower, very lofty, on a small…
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…ic Word ! (That once begot in me the Venusberg) And lo! that light was darkness—in the , face Of That which gleamed above. And verily My life was borne on the dark stream of death Down whirling aeons, linked abysses, columns Built of essential time. © And lo! the light Shed from Her shoulders whom I dimly saw ; Crowned with twelve stars and horndd as the moon; Clothed with a sun to which the sun of earth Were tinsel; and the moon was at Her feet 1— A moon whose brilliance breaks the sword of song Into a million fragments ; so transcends Music, …
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… em- brace: And now you will not let me see your face Or hear your voice or touch you. Ah! the hour! Fle moves. Come back, come back, my life’s one flower ! Come back. One kiss before you leave me. So! Stop—turn—one little kiss before you go ; It is my right—you must. Ohno! Ohno! EPILOGUE. To die amid the blossoms of the frost On far fair heights; to sleep the quiet sleep Of dead men underneath the snowy steep Of many mountains ; ever to have lost These cares and these distrusts 3 to lie alone, Watched by the distant eagle’s drowsy wing, Stars …