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…k! Keep your end up, and you’ll be a Magus in this life yet, though In the meantime—oh, be a Devil!" The younger man divined the infinite love and wisdom beneath the brusquerie of the Brother. His eyes filled with tears. “ I'll win her, sir, by God I " he said enthusiastically. “Lose yourself to her. Only so. Off now, boy! I am busy. I must twiddle—twiddle—twiddle." Edgar bowed and went. He could not trust himself to speak: the Love that was the whole being of the Brother melted the snow of his soul. He loved. Not Ida, not the world, not anything…
1911 · PDF PAGE 148
…s his characters do; no defence to prove that Norwegians always do act so. It has nothing to do with the question. Romeo and Juliet make love in English—nobody minds! Macbeth is not obliged to say, ‘Hoots! ma leddy!’ every time he addresses his wife. The fool who bothers with local colour misses the sunshine. The man with the burette misses the sea. Some pious Dutchman of yore, who wanted to paint Abraham and Isaac, gave the old man a blunderbuss. Why not? You can shoot your son with a blunderbuss! I tell you it’s all symbolism, all hieroglyphi…
1911 · PDF PAGE 266
THE RITES OF ELEUSIS I am the mother! I the speaking sea! I am the earth and its fertility! Life, death, love, hatred, light, darkness, return to me— To me! Hathoör am I, and to my beauty drawn All glories of the Universe bow down, The blossom and the mountain and the dawn, Fruit’s blush, and woman, our creation’s crown. I am the priest, the sacrifice, the shrine, I am the love and life of the divine! Life, death, love, hatred, light, darkness are surely mink Are mine ! Venus am I, the love and light of earth, The wealth of kisses, the delight o…
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VI THREE POEMS FOR JANE CHERON Oh, your love was a marvellous thing, [63111161 It was dawn, it was fire, it was birth, it was spring, Jeanne! But this is the curse, that it quickens its rate, Lest man by love should escape from fate And win from the dust to the Uncreate, Jeanne ! Nay, we are lovers, you and I— And we must die, and our love must die! How have we striven, each of us, Jeanne! To break the bars of the prison-house, Jeanne! We have raged like cats in a ring of fire, Driven by desire that was true Desire, The hate οί the lower, the lov…
1911 · PDF PAGE 82
…r, and seeiog no one, raises he? weil. From the heart of the sand? 1.1111/].ןמ The water wells up? Purer than the rain.? So in my heart? Love springs? Chaster than the grace of heaven itself.? Earth purifies? More subtly than the sea.? Only through matter? Can spirit understand itself,? Justify itself, become itself? This mystery I heard? From the holy man of Bassu.? His beard was whiter than snow? Because it had once been blacker than burnt wood.? So will I cherish my love, The love which I owe, Which I give, to my husband The noblest of the Em…
1911 · PDF PAGE 263
…r Pisces, from whose house are we come out? PISCES. From the House of Death. VENUS. Brother Taurus, what is stronger than death? TAURUS. Love. VENUS. Brother Libra, what is the place? LIBRA. The Mountain of Venus, that hangeth from the navel of the Universe over the Great Abyss. VENUS. Let us celebrate the Rite of Venus. [LUNA plays a waltz tune. The PROBATIONERS dame taget/ter,] ?־ VENUS. Children of Love, what is the hour? ALL. [A confused murmur.] It is the hour of love. [ALL sink down together. The lag/tts ga aut. A long pause] 85
1911 · PDF PAGE 87
THE SCORPION —and at last he is hurled fighting into the hungry mouth of death. LAYLAH. The cloud grows. RINALDO. Indeed you love me, if you bid me waste no time. LAYLAH. Oh nol . . . I must respect you. You treat me as if I were a pebble in the sand. Nothing moves you. RINALDO. Love moves me‘ LAYLAH. We are opposites in all. RINALDO. So Nature hath ordained. Man hates his neighbour : but when he finds his opposite, he loves it. All joy is the warfare of enemies, from the clash of lance and sabre, when Saracen meets Christian on the plain to—this…
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THREE POEMS FOR JANE CHERON Then—even then—we are here, Jeanne! We love—we shall die, sweet heart, take cheer, Jeanne I We are bound to a fate that brings release; We move in a moi] that must one day cease; We shall win to the everlasting peace, Jeanne! And how things are, and why, and whence Are puzzles for fools that lack the sense Of cows—enough of the future tense, Jeanne! For the end of love and the end of art Is just—my ear against your heart! ALEISTER CROWLEY. 51
1911 · PDF PAGE 141
…r hands to her face, then threw them round his neck. " Edgar, darling ! " she cried, “your pussy has had such a dreadful dream. Come and love his girl 1 ” He dared not tell her that she had tried and failed, that she had come come back as she set out. He flung his will into that act of mercy; his kisses ravished her into delight. It was late morning when they woke, faint with rapture, fresh kisses blossoming on their young lips, as the sun himself lit their awakening with his love. Only then came memory, and solemnity, and sorrow. “I must catch …
1911 · PDF PAGE 209
…olving in Time and in Space; but he is unmoved and within. [A fame. TYPHON. l. [TYPHON recites. Sweet, sweet are May and June, dear, The loves of lambent spring, Our lamp the drooping moon, dear, Our roof, the stars that sing ; The bed, of moss and roses; The night, as long as death! Still, breath! Life wakens and reposes, Love ever quickeneth! Sweet, sweet, when Lion and Maiden, The motley months of gold, Swoop down with sunlight laden, And eyes are bright and bold. Life-swelling breasts uncover Their warm involving deep— Love, sleep !— And lo…
1911 · PDF PAGE 75
THE SCORPION A TRAGEDY IN THREE ACTS BY ALEISTER CROWLEY “ God is Love.”—Epistles of St John ό7
1911 · PDF PAGE 104
…air wind! God] It is I then who have slain our son. The scorpion I My sole token. [She/"alts on SLIMAN’s corpse] My son 1 only son of my love] one sole jewel of the world wert thou. And the accurséd scorpion has betrayed me. Oh, let me from this hour throw off all womanhood, all kindness, all compassion—all but my love that has made my hearta hell. From this hell spring forth fiery scorpions—— Eunuchs 1 Girls I let us be men 1 Take swordsl take spears! Truce or no truce, night or no night, out to the field. Let us slay the dogs as they lie. God, …
1911 · PDF PAGE 74
SONG COME, Love, awaken! O‘er the wild salt sea, Shadows strange-shapen whirl themselves and flee As eddying mist, by storm winds overtaken, And sunbeams kissed—the shafts all curled and shaken In shuddering ecstasy! Come, Love, nor list to tired dreams that twist Thy lithe long limbs in fierce abandonment, Awake, and learn of me the secret of the sea, Whose meaning is the sum of all things blent In fiercest harmony. Soft winds are calling on the cloudy deep, (Like foam-flowers falling from the breasts of Sleep Their Lotus-kiss is), such a world fo…
1911 · PDF PAGE 125
…equivalent She gave a little shiver. "What do you want?" he said, with the man’s alarm when he at last meets the woman he may be able to love. “Your body and soul," she answered solemnly; her eyes sank into his, like a dagger into the belly of a faithless Kabyle woman. “ But beyond that, your secret! You know life, yet you can laugh from a mad heart ! ” " It is easily said. I am going to London to—morrow. There they will make me bankrupt, because I love my neigh- bour better than myself, and prosecute me for blasphemy and indecency, because I u…
1911 · PDF PAGE 115
…at terrible waste! RINALDO [leaping/”ram his setzt]. The scorpion I [He makes to 76/?!!!שקנmm’ das-þ: LAYLAH in his arms] Laylah! my one lovel LAYLAH, Rinaldo! RINALDO. We might not live together. God is love; He lets us die together. LAYLAH. Together at last I RINALDO. You and I, love, you and I. LAYLAH. You and I. [The flames Haze to hem/en with a 7047. RINALDO and LAYLAH are öle/ted aut. URCHIN. What has he done? ISAAC. He was tryingto save his diamonds. That was the Grand Master of the Temple. It was his crest; she must have stolen it. A dia…
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THE RITE OF SOL Its love beneath the fronds ; reply to strife With strife, and all its tiny being crumble Under my rough and warrior husband-kiss, Whose pain shall burn, and alter, and be bliss! I am: no word beside that solemn one Reigns in sound’s kingdom to express my station, Who, clothed and crowned with suns beyond the sun, Bear on the mighty breast of foam Thalassian, Bear on my bosom, jutting plenilune, Maiden, the fadeless Rose of the Creation ! The whole flower-life of earth and sky and sea From me was born, and shall return to me! I a…
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…wine Mystical, magical, hers and mine, The dove’plumed snake of the Holy Ghost That wings and writhes in the wounds unkissedl Lie there, love—if I love you indeed Who adore and wonder and faint for drouth Of the passion-flower fallen from the other side Of time and space the tedious tide. Lie there, lie there, and let me bleed To death in the breath of the murderous mouth I 45
1911 · PDF PAGE 215
…irits in one tether, Overwhelming ecstasies! Io! Evoe! 1 faint’ I fall, Swoon in purple light; the grape Drowns my spirit in its thrall. Love me, love me over all, Spirit in the spirit shape! All is one ! Ι murmur, Distant Sounds the shout, Evoe, Evoe ! Evoe, Iacche! Soft, insistent Like to echo’s voice persistent :— Hail! Agave! Autonoe! [TYPHON goes up stage. AGAVE Evoe, Ho! Iacche! Hail, Ο Hail! Praise him! What dreams are these? 35
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62 THE RITES OF ELEUSIS SOR. SCORPIO. Let us depart in love. MARS. Let us depart in peace. [The officer: leave the ,?/??שושMARS mm’ SCORPIO escorting SOL m ARIES, ARIES and CAPRICORNUS fol/owing at the head of the Guard of PROBATIONERSJ
1911 · PDF PAGE 166
…th an ounce of honest pride; the man who works has no time to bother with either. And let him remember Christ’s statement of the Law “to love God with all thy heart, and thy neighbour as thyself.” ALEISTER CROWLEYi