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… ye do well, and I will reward you here and hereafter. 53. Fear not, O prophet, when these words are said, thou shalt not be sorry. Thou art emphatically my chosen; and blesse'd are the eyes that thou shalt look upon with gladness. But I will hide thee in a mask of sorrow: they that see thee shall fear thou art fallen: but I lift thee up. 54. Now shall they who cry aloud the folly that thou meanest nought avail; thou shalt reveal it: thou availest; they are the slaves of because: they are not of me. The stops as thou wilt; the letters? change t…
1905 · PDF PAGE 121
… yet in your bosom— I understand. ODE TO POESY. Unrro what likeness shall I liken thee, O moon-wrought maiden of my dewy sleep? For thou art Queen of Thoughts, and unto me Sister and Bride; the worn earth’s echoes leap Because thy holy name is Poesy. Whereto art thou most like? Thou art a Dian, crescent o’er the sea That beats sonorous on the craggy shore, Or shakes the frail earth-dyke. So calm and still and far, that never more Thy silken song shall quiver through the land ; Only by coral isle, by lonely strand Where no man dwells, thy voice …
1926 · PDF PAGE 19
… ye do well, and I will reward you here and hereafter. 53. Fear not, O prophet, when these words are said, thou shalt not be sorry. Thou art emphatically my chosen; and blesse'd are the eyes that thou shalt look upon with gladness. But I will hide thee in a mask of sorrow: they that see thee shall fear thou art fallen: but I lift thee up. 54. Now shall they who cry aloud the folly that thou meanest nought avail; thou shalt reveal it: thou availest; they are the slaves of because: they are not of me. The stops as thou wilt; the letters? change t…
1912 · PDF PAGE 36
Crassus. Thou art as filthy a creature as she! Auicia. Fat fool! All your emotions vary with your— Crassus. What? Aurcta. ‘Your state of health. Crassus. Be off with you, foul — Aurcta. ‘Well? Crassus. I'll swim and stab them. The black mouth ofhell ‘Yawns for their murder. Autcta. Tl be at the death. Dive then; but softly. Scarcely draw your breath. 39
1913 · PDF PAGE 370
ARTICLE II SOLUTION OF THE SECOND PROBLEM TRUE RELIGION RELIGION exists in humanity, like love. Like it, it is unique. Like it, it either exists, or does not exist, in such and such a soul; but, whether one accepts it or denies it, it is in humanity; it is, then, in life, it is in nature itself; it is an incontestable fact of science, and even of reason. The true religion is that which has always existed, which exists to-day, and will exist for ever. Some one may say that religion is this or that; religion is what it is. This is the true religi…
1913 · PDF PAGE 370
ARTICLE II SOLUTION OF THE SECOND PROBLEM TRUE RELIGION RELIGION exists in humanity, like love. Like it, it is unique. Like it, it either exists, or does not exist, in such and such a soul; but, whether one accepts it or denies it, it is in humanity; it is, then, in life, it is in nature itself; it is an incontestable fact of science, and even of reason. The true religion is that which has always existed, which exists to-day, and will exist for ever. Some one may say that religion is this or that; religion is what it is. This is the true religi…
1961 · PDF PAGE 58
… falling into Abuse and Slavery. For the Coward and the Foolhardy shall not live out their Days. Every Thing has its right Use; and thou art great as thou hast Use of Things. This is the Mystery of all Art Magick, and thine Hold upon the Universe. Yet if thou must err, being human, err by excess of courage rather than of Caution, for it is the Foundation of the Honour of Man that he dareth greatly. What sayth Quintus Horatius Flaccus in the third Ode of his First Book? Die thou standing! y
1961 · PDF PAGE 161
…h, it is of my Will to bring up this my Wisdom from its Silence into my conscious Mind, that I may the more easily reflect thereon. Thou art but a Pretext for my Action, and a Focus for my Light. Nevertheless heed these my Words, for they shall profit thee, thou being of Age responsible in Judgment, and free in the Law of Thelema. Thus thou mayst read or no, concur or no, as thou wilt. Have I not tutored thee in the way of the Balance, or of Antithesis, shewing thee the art of Contra- diction, whereby thou dost accept no Word save as the Victor…
1961 · PDF PAGE 134
…ution. It is written in The Book of the Law that the Pain of Division is as nothing, and the Joy of Dissolution all. Now then here is an Art and Device of Magick that I will declare unto thee, albeit it is a Peril if thou be not fixed in that Truth and in that Beatific Vision whereof I have written in the three Chapters foregoing. And it is this, to create by Artifice a Conflict in thyself, that thou mayst take thy Pleasure in its Resolution. Of this Play is thy sweet Step-mother, my concubine, the Holy and Adulterous Olun, sublimely Mistress; …
1961 · PDF PAGE 174
… of all Energies, the Seed of all being, and therefore must He be sealed up in an Ark from the Malice of the Devourers. If then by thine Art thou canst conceal thyself in thine own Nature, this is Silence, this, and not Nullity of Consciousness else were a Stone more perfect in Adeptship that thou. But, abiding in thy Silence, thou art in a City of Refuge, and the Waters prevail not against the Lotus that enfoldeth thee. This Ark or Lotus is then the Body of Our Lady BABALON, without which thou weret the Prey of Nile and of he Crocodiles that a…
1961 · PDF PAGE 148
…s, and the Vehemence of thy Joy when first thou didst swim without Support? Then, little by little all Violence dieth away, because thou art adjusted to that Condition. Therefore the Fury of thine early Victory in these Arts Magical and Sciences is but the Sign of thine own Baseness and Unworthiness, since the Contrast or Differential is so overwhelming to thee; but, becoming Expert and Adept, thou art balanced in the Glory, and calm, even as the Stars. c
1910 · PDF PAGE 168
…aning thy mystical name Till my tongue is torn and bleeding ! Have I not gilded my nails And painted my lips with vermilion ? Yea ! thou art I ; the deed awakes, Thy lightning strikes ; thy thunder breaks Wild as the bride that wails In the bridegrooms plumed pavilion !
1961 · PDF PAGE 150
…o pass, as by Dint of each Experience that Component thereof which is within thee is attuned to it, and this without Shock, so that thou art no longer thrown back from the Trance, as exhausted, but abidest therein, almost without Knowledge of thy State. So then at last this Samadhi shall become normal to thy common Consciousness, as it were a Point of View. Thus all things shall appear to thee very continually as to one in his first Love, by the Vision of Beauty, and by the Vision of Science hou shalt marvel constantly with Joy unfathomable at …
1903 · PDF PAGE 77
… bears the ill quiver no more. He has aged as we all, and despairs; but the lady who bore Him, Eros, to ruin the ages, has softened at heart; He is tamed by the art of the sages, the magical art. No longer he burns and blisters, consumes and corrodes; He hath Muses nine for sisters; the holy abodes Of the maiden are open to him, for his wrath is grown still ; His eyes with weeping are dim; he hath changed his will. 75
1913 · PDF PAGE 217
…starlight For dew, and all thy petals shall be dreams Crystallised of the gods who swing the wheels Of the worlds in space; and at the heart of thee Shall be the secret knowledge, the sacred Word, The AOTOS of the throbbing Universe. And the years shall pass in myriads over the Tree Whereon thou bloomest, O my Rose o’ the worlds, And one shall pluck thee forth ; and Love and Death Shall lie together, and there shall be born He who shall bear for ever into life The rose-tipped lilies under the silent stars, The silent stars, and the new-blushing…
1913 · PDF PAGE 217
…starlight For dew, and all thy petals shall be dreams Crystallised of the gods who swing the wheels Of the worlds in space; and at the heart of thee Shall be the secret knowledge, the sacred Word, The AOTOS of the throbbing Universe. And the years shall pass in myriads over the Tree Whereon thou bloomest, O my Rose o’ the worlds, And one shall pluck thee forth ; and Love and Death Shall lie together, and there shall be born He who shall bear for ever into life The rose-tipped lilies under the silent stars, The silent stars, and the new-blushing…
1928 · PDF PAGE 96
Signor Fanciullo excelled above all in silent parts, or those of few words, which are often the principal parts in those fairy dramas whose object is to represent symbolically the mystery of life. He came upon the scenes lightly and perfectly at his ease; a fact which tended to confirm in the mind of the public the idea of grace and pardon. When one says of a comedian, There is a good comedian, one employs a formula which implies that beneath the person represented the comedian may still be found; that is to say, there is art, effort, will. N…
1898 · PDF PAGE 21
…. 17 And limbs more amorous assuaged thy sire ; And fuller blood of his is tingling thus Now in thy veins indignant at our sin. But thou art strong and we are weak indeed, Nor can we bear the burden, nor sustain The fury of the Children of the East That ride against us, and bright victory Is thronéd in their banners, and on ours Perches the hideous nightbird of defeat. Mourn, mourn and cry ; bow down unto the dust O Israel, and O Gilead, for your son Comes with unpitying eyes and lips compressed To watch the desecration of thy shrine, Jehovah, …
1907 · PDF PAGE 14
…e former , bid them contemplate well the words of St. Augustine : “ Such as the love of man is, such is he himself . Dost thou love the earth ? Thou art earth . Dost thou love God ? What shall I say ? Thou art God .” J. F. C. F.
1919 · PDF PAGE 304
…l others), he is Flaxman enough for nearly everybody. (You cannot expect an illustrator as such to be altogether Flaxman in an age where artists have to earn their living.) But it is impossible to give too much praise to the prose of Padraic Colum. It is simple enough for a child who has just learned to read. It is good enough for a book-worm-eaten hag like myself, sodden on Sterne and Swift. A book like this revives the drooping flower of hope; so long as there are people willing to try, there is still hope for humanity. AC How To Stnc a Sone.…