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1905 · PDF PAGE 91

Orpheus

…lone, unprofane, with due silence endowed ! , I call thee by Nature, My mother and friend ! By every creature! | By life and its end! By love, the true teacher, My chanting I send, Invoking thy stature immense, the terrible form of a fiend! I hear not a word, ' Though my music be rolled As the song of a bird Through fields of gold. Hast thou not heard? Have I not told The magic that bridleth the Gods, the Gods in their houses of old? , : 92

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1910 · PDF PAGE 108

The World’s Tragedy

…invades. See how the night-borne shades Darken the grove ! There is no moon to-night The foul red star blots out the stars. So, Pan, thy love That brooks not any light Shall brand its shameful scars Even on this flesh — this royal flesh shall serve For the brute lust whose nerve Shall eat up blindness in me, and discover The mind of Pan, maker of all, In all — his lover.

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1911 · PDF PAGE 54

The Equinox (Volume I, Number V)

46 THE EQUINOX II THE SNOW MAIDEN TO MARGARET CALLAGHAN MY love is like the lucent globes That drip from lips of cool crevasses, Το clothe them with the virgin robes Of mosses, flowers, and grasses. O spheres compact of fire and dew, Lamps of the hollows of the mountain, What dream angelic fathered you On what celestial fountain? Nayl but I lay on lower earth Stagnant in sunless meres! The prison Of monstrous spawn, detested birth— Behold me rearisen ! It was yon fierce diurnal star That licked me up with his huge kisses, And dropped me in his rai…

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1911 · PDF PAGE 54

The Equinox (Volume I, Number VI)

46 THE EQUINOX II THE SNOW MAIDEN TO MARGARET CALLAGHAN MY love is like the lucent globes That drip from lips of cool crevasses, Το clothe them with the virgin robes Of mosses, flowers, and grasses. O spheres compact of fire and dew, Lamps of the hollows of the mountain, What dream angelic fathered you On what celestial fountain? Nayl but I lay on lower earth Stagnant in sunless meres! The prison Of monstrous spawn, detested birth— Behold me rearisen ! It was yon fierce diurnal star That licked me up with his huge kisses, And dropped me in his rai…

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1954 · PDF PAGE 166

Magick Without Tears

…nto me"; and it is emphasized and fortified with a threat. The offender is no longer in free enjoyment of the caresses of the Goddess of Love; he is cast out into the penal constraint of the merciless and terrible God of Chapter 111.1 " ... Be goodly therefore; dress ye all in fine apparel; eat rich foods and drink sweet wines and wines that foam! Also, take your fill and will of love as ye will ... " This refers to the technique of the art; it will be explained later in this essay. "With whom ye will." This repeats what has been said already a…

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1929 · PDF PAGE 315

Confessions of Aleister Crowley

…he dewdrop woos the ocean. I had all the innocence and helplessness if a child at the period when it gropes instinctively for someone to love it, someone whom it knows and trusts, who is infinitely strong, infinitely wise and infinitely kind. {514} I am not quite sure why I chose the word "Augoeides" to represent my thought. It may well be because it was not spoilt for me by any personal association with the past. I have been carried away by the necessity of simplifying (to the utmost of my ability) the story of my passage through the Abyss. I …

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1904 · PDF PAGE 62

Snowdrops from a Curate’s Garden

in the world, and that my duty was to my dead love. The Jesuit was subtle. To do this duty, he urged, you cannot remove this copper-stick of yours from the memorial stone. On the other hand I will assuredly cut it off if you do not so remove it, and that bloody quick ! I don’t want to wait here all day : I’ve a button-hole at home that needs my nosegay. Not so frigging fast, mister, if you please ! I retorted : there are two sides to every argument. Cut it off, if you can ! He instantly raised his sword, and directed a furious blow at the root …

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1922 · PDF PAGE 153

Diary of a Drug Fiend

…ome utterly disgusted with ourselves, each other, Naples, and life in general. The spirit of adventure was dead—as dead as the spirit of love. We had just enough moral courage after a very good lunch at Gambrinus, to make up our minds to get out of the entire beastly atmosphere. Our love had become a mutual clinging, like that of two drowning people. We shook hands on the definite oath to get back to England, and get back as quick as we could. . I believe I might have fallen down even on that. But once again Lou pulled me through. We got into a…

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1996 · PDF PAGE 11

The Law is for All

…all of their philosophical depth, and gained increasing relevance as they anticipated so many of the burning social issues of our times. Love is the law, love under will. Hymenaeus Beta Frater Superior, O.T.O.

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1898 · PDF PAGE 116

Songs of the Spirit

…the passion of flowers. This pastime had hope for its metre, And trust in high God for the tune, And passion of sorrow made sweeter Than loves of the leafiest June, When Artemis’ arrows are fleeter than rays of the moon. My hope in the ocean was founded, Nor changed for the wind and the tide ; My love by the heaven was bounded, And knew not a barrier beside ; My faith beyond heaven was grounded, as God to abide. Though death be the stain on our roses, The roses of heaven are white ; Though day on the world of us closes, The stars only dream of …

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1902 · PDF PAGE 52

Tannhäuser

…endid self, hath known Me. Fare thee well." Venus. What are these strange and silly words .■* Awake! Wake and devour me with the dawn of love. The dragon to eclipse this moon of mine ! TannhAuser. I sleep not. Those were Her mysterious words As faded the great vision. And I knew In some forgotten corner of my brain Some desperate truth. Venus. Forget this foolishness ! [ There cometh a shadow. I am afraid, even I ! What moves me thus ? TannhAuser. I saw the mighty vision as before Forming in front of the awakening east, All permeated with the r…

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1908 · PDF PAGE 87

Amphora

…w ! Our cold hearts waiting Thee to shine Like sunrise on the utmost snow. Thy favour melt our life in tears, Till, gathering force, our love be hurled An avalanche upon the years, A tempest on the barren world ! As all the clouds of India break In one wild gust upon the sand, And in one week of wonder wake The whole green gladness of the land ; So be Thy mercy on us poured, Thy beauty fill our aching brains ! Although it smite us as a sword And fill us with immortal pains ; Yet in its life our souls revive ; By virtue of Thee we endure. The en…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 17

Collected Works (Vol. I)

…et, that was divine. All the subtle airs are proven False at dewfall, at the dawn Sin and sorrow, interwoven, Like a veil are drawn Over love and all delight; Grey desires invade the white. Love and life are but a span ; Woe is me! and woe is man! The sound stood trembling in the forest dim Lingering a little, yet there taketh him A strong man’s one short moment of despair. He fell, the last of Titans, his loose hair Tangled in roses ; while his heart and mind Broken and yet imperishable, blind, Hateful, desire they know not what, and turn Last…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 83

Konx Om Pax

…thout inclination; for he will no longer plunge into his was a prostitute from native passion may indulge with safety in the pleasure of love; she who was by nature cold may enjoy a virginity in no wise marred by her disciplinary course of unchastity. But the one will understand and love the other. “I have been taxed with assaulting what is commonly known as virtue. True; I hate it, but only in the same degree as I hate what is commonly known as vice. “ So it must be acknowledged that one who is but slightly unbalanced needs a milder correction…

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1954 · PDF PAGE 44

Magick Without Tears

…ke to see you before June 15 when I expect to go away for a few days; better to give you some groundwork to keep you busy in my absence. Love is the law, love under will. Fraternally, 666

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1996 · PDF PAGE 55

The Law is for All

…oy in the Pantomime of Life. Other interests resume their proper proportions. We may now inquire why the Book is at pains to admit as to love “when” and “where” we will. Few people, surely, have been seriously worried by restrictions of time and place. One can only think of lovers who live with fearsome families or in inhospitable lodgings, on a rainy night, buffeted from one police-bullied hotel to another. Perhaps this permission is intended to indicate the propriety of performing the sexual act without shame or fear, not waiting for darkness…

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1898 · PDF PAGE 110

Songs of the Spirit

…ew, This message of good hope, good trust, good fate And good estate : Work on, hope ever, let your faith be built Of gold ungilt ; Your love exceed the starry vault for height, The heaven for might ; 100

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1898 · PDF PAGE 50

White Stains

44 A JEALOUS LOVER For I am alone, unloved, in murk and gloom, Unloved, unfriended, fittest for the tomb, Who worshipped golden feet and found them clay. 4 She creeps alive upon the tawny sands, False glittering woman, girt about with lies ! She steals toward me, the tigress sleek and fierce ! Destroying devil, with long sinuous hands And hate triumphant in blue-murderous eyes ! I nerve myself to spring upon and pierce With maddening fangs those firm white bosom towers, To tear those lithe voluptuous limbs apart And glut my ravening soul with v…

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1903 · PDF PAGE 93

Alice: An Adultery

THE THIRTY-THIRD DAY “ Clubs, clubs ! These lovers will not keep the peace.” Titus Andronicus. Nathless she locked her cabin-door to me. All lovers guess the piteous night I passed— Shuddering phantoms, hideous and aghast, Loomed, lust of hate ! toward me : how did she ? She never told : but I might surely see In the drawn face and haggard eyes what vast Voices of misery had held her fast, And made her curse her own lock’s cruelty. So by her beauty and my love we swore, And by the light within mine eyes, by her Sweet shame : that never so we su…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 6

Rosa Coeli

…g period When the amethyst lustre of your eyes dissolves The veil that hides your naked splendour From these inform resolves And halting loves of your poor poet’s soul With Radiance mild and tender, So that I see awhile the golden goal ! Yea ! all your light involves Me, me tenebrous, me too cold and base Ever to kindle to the maiden face (Three years my wife, three years of me unwon !) That would be mine, be mine, Were I but man enough To endure the rapture of that sudden sun The knowledge of your love, The assumption of me into that sweet shr…

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