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s:0 GILBERT KEITH CHESTERTON “God Almighty, and with Him Cherubim andsSeraphim, ALEISTER CROWLEY The Quest "4 PART, immutable, unseen, Being, before itself had been, Became. Like dew a triple queen Shone a8 the void uncovered: ‘The silence of deep height was drawn A veil across the silver dawn ‘On holy wings that hovered + ‘The music of three thoughts became The beauty, that is one white lame, ‘The justice that surpasses shame, ‘The victory, the splendour, ‘The sacred fountain that is whitled From depths beyond that older world ‘A new world to …
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ALEISTER CROWLEY ‘Though oft-time its most holy fre Lacks oil, whene’er my own Desire Before desire has dwindled, see the thin web binding me With thirteen cords of nity * Toward the calm centre of the sea, (O thou supernal mother !*) ‘The triple light my path divides ‘To twain and fifty sudden sides* Each perfect as each other. Now backwards, inwards still my mind Mast 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 …
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4 ALEISTER CROWLEY [feel the Spring, the all-devouring Dawa, Rash with my Rising. There, beyond the gol, The Veil is rent! Yes: let the veil be drawn, The Rose and the Cross UT of the seething cauldron of my woes, Where sweets and salt and bitterness I lung; Where charméd music gathered from my tongue, ‘And where I chained strange archipelagoes Of fallen stars; where fiery passion flows A curious bitumen; where among ‘The glowing medley moved the tune unsung Of perfect love: thence grew the Mystic Rose. Its myriad petals of divided light; Tits …
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ALEISTER CROWLEY The Neophyte SIGHT I tread the unsubstantial way ‘That looms before me, as the thundering night Falls on the ocean : I must stop, and pray One little prayer, and then—what bitter fight Flames at the end beyond the darkling goal ? “These are my passions that my feet must tread; ‘This is my sword, the fervour of my soul ; ‘This is my Will, the crown upon my head. For see! the darkness beckons : I have gone, Before this terrible hour, towards the gloom, Braved the wild dragon, called the tiger on With whirling cries of pride, soug…
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ALEISTER CROWLEY 5353 O Light! descend! My feet move vaguely on Pini amazing darkness, in the gloom Mist I can touch with trembling sense. There shone , in my misty memory, in the womb Nod smoke of mighty pillars ; yet my mind fj clouded with the horror of this same Path of the wise men : for my soul is blind Yee: and the foemen I have never feared could not see (if such should cross the way), ‘And therefore I am strange: my soul is scared With desolation of the Blinding day Tiare ome oo rom ye that fearful ihe Was not the Sun: my life has been…