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1898 · PDF PAGE 80

White Stains

… or obtain ; Cover the white limbs ashamed with the fiery impas- sionate tresses, Once for a bed to delight, now for a covering to pain. Love is a fruit with rotted core, Love is a thing shall be no more ; Love is a bride of a bitter dower, Easily fades a spring-tide flower. Where shall be Hylas then ? for his lonely lips are sighing, Vainly in hell for love, vainly for days gone by ; Where the incarnate flame of Lesbian lovers dying, Then where the world is past, and Heaven or hell draw nigh ? Heaven with cold and loveless lips, though his fru…

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1898 · PDF PAGE 37

White Stains

AD LYDIAM, UT SECUM A MARITO FUGERET 31 Grow hot with love-thoughts—let the word be said : Between shy finger whisper me the “ yea ! ” My soul will leap to hear, as thine to speak. Remember Love, forget the loveless bed ; Forget thy husband, and the cruel wreck Of thy dear life on Wedlock’s piteous sands ; Love’s all in all, link on the golden bands Forged in heaven without flaw or fleck. I know thine answer by these amorous hands That touch me thus to tempt me, by the kiss Whose sudden passion burns upon my neck Thy heart clings to me in perfe…

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1912 · PDF PAGE 20

Household Gods

…. O let me kiss you! Aticia. So you stop my songt [She ceases the tune. Crassus. There is another song. Auicia. You do me wrong. For you love Adela! Crassus. By God, girl, not I love Alicia, Aurcia. Ah! you love her sol [Ske daughs. 23

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1996 · PDF PAGE 72

The Law is for All

…are and vigorous research? 1 [Two restauranteurs who founded, respectively, Lapérouse in Paris and the Café Royal in London.] The act of Love, to the bourgeois, is a physical relief like defal­ cation, and a moral relief from the strain of the drill of decency; a joyous relapse into the brute he has to pretend he despises. It is a drunkenness which drugs his shame of himself, yet leaves him deeper in disgust. It is an unclean gesture, hideous and grotesque. It is not his own act, but forced on him by a giant who holds him helpless; he is half m…

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1901 · PDF PAGE 7

The Soul of Osiris

…................ 18 PART II. ........................................ 24 WEDLOCK .................................................... 28 LOVE AT PEACE ............................................ 29 LOT .............................................................33 SONNET FOR GERALD KELLEY’S JEZEBEL ............. 38 THE MAY QUEEN .......................................... 39 A SAINT’S DAMNATION ................................... 43 “ MANY WATERS CANNOT QUENCH LOVE ” ..........45 LOVE. MELANCHOLY, DESPAIR ........................ 47 THE GATE O…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 83

Rodin in Rime

PAOLO ET FRANCESCA AOLO ignites, Francesca is consumed. Loosened she les, and breathes great gasps of love; He, like an hunter, hungers, leaps above, Attains, exults, despairs. This love is doomed, Were there no hell. In granite walls entombed Lies the true spirit and the soul thereof. The body is here—yet is it not enough, These litanies unchanted, unperfumed? Live in the shuddering marble they remain: Here is the infinite credo of pure pain. Here let life’s agony take hold enough Of all that lives: let partial tears for them Wake knowledge, b…

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1902 · PDF PAGE 30

Tannhäuser

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! Hathoor 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 mine- Are mine ! Venus am I, the love and light of earth. The wealth of kisses, the delight of tears. The ba…

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1954 · PDF PAGE 104

Magick Without Tears

…XVI: 4: Thus the hard and rigid have the inferior place, the soft and elastic the superior. Enough, I think, for this part of the essay. Love is the law, love under will. Fraternally, 666

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1954 · PDF PAGE 96

Magick Without Tears

…nce inwards. This is what is meant when we say that woman has no soul. It explains fully the difference between the sexes. Every "act of love under will" has the dual result (l) the creation of a child combining the qualities of its parents, (2) the withdrawal by ecstasy into Nothingness. Please consult what I have elsewhere written on "The Formula of Tetragrammaton"; the importance of this at the moment is to show how 0 and 2 appear constantly in Nature as the common Order of Events. Love is the law, love under will. Fraternally, 666

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1907 · PDF PAGE 133

The Star in the West

126 THE STAR IN THE WEST formerly murmured to her lover in the effusions of adultery . So it often happens that the most spiritual are at heart the most passionate . Passion and Re ligion are the divine Dioscuri , children of Nemesis . Man , when God became too intangible , too mag nificent to approach , conceived a mediator . Jahveh , surrounded by howling beasts and moulting angels , fenced in by thunder and lightning , was quite cut off from the simple minds of the Suburra , so Christ in those purlieus was manufactured ; but He in His turn g…

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1898 · PDF PAGE 49

White Stains

A JEALOUS LOVER 43 Ripples break foamless, where the golden coasts Echo their mellow cadence. Such delight Is on me I would fain sigh into sleep Until my love comes forth to dream with me Of silent words of love and peopled stars Where we may live and love and never weep Nor yet be weary. The last ruby bars Are sunk beneath the sea. The shadows creep More on me as I quicken with desire My love is all of gold, my faith is deep Lit with my heart’s imperishable fire. 3 Pale spectres of the stars, corpse-lights, bad-ghosts Sicken the icy glamour of…

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1902 · PDF PAGE 68

Tannhäuser

For Love is lord of truth and loyalty, Lifting himself out of the lowly dust On golden plumes up to the purest sky, Above the reach of loathly sinful lust, Whose base affect through cowardly distrust Of his weak wings dare not to heaven fly, But like a moldwarp in the earth doth lie. His dunghill thoughts, which do themselves enure To dirty dross, no higher dare aspire. Nor can his feeble earthly eyes endure The flaming light of that celestial fire Which kindleth love in generous desire, And makes him mount above the native might Of heavy earth…

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1954 · PDF PAGE 346

Magick Without Tears

… the one important thing (as Descartes-and Francis Bacon-saw) is that you should acquire and assimilate the METHOD of Thelemic thinking. Love is the law, love under will. Yours fraternally, 666

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1954 · PDF PAGE 274

Magick Without Tears

…the somewhat soapbox type of critic who thinks to rebut the whole thesis "Sunt Daemones" by the snoot-cocking query "quo Stet Olympus. " Love is the law, love under will. Yours fraternally, 666

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1910 · PDF PAGE 140

The Scented Garden

132 Satisfaction excludes speculation. I do not care, for love is all ; one moment lent to mullah-talk Is lost to love ; and why complain when nothing is at all amiss ? The folk that haunt the evil house of Fatma to Ha- kim6 resort Wisely indeed : Thy drugs ! they cry : we cannot make a shift to piss !7 The Zahid still frequents the mosque and moans the dreary Fatihah : O fools ! ye miss love’s podex-joy, and missing love all good ye miss. Come, O Habib, thy podex close on El Qahar’s enamoured tool ! Though we mistake the world and God, at leas…

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1902 · PDF PAGE 39

Tannhäuser

…n His silky shaft of frost Lets loose on earth, that no man May linger nor be lost. The barren woods, deserted, Lose echo of our siofhs— Love—dies ?— Love lives — in granite skirted, And under oaken skies. But best is grim December, The Goatish God his power ; The Satyr blows the ember, And pain is passion's flower ; When blood drips over kisses, And madness sobs through wine :— Ah, mine !— The snake starts up and hisses And strikes and— I am thine ! Venus. Those are thy true joys ? Cruelty for love } Tannhauser. And death in kissing. How I hav…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 83

The Star in the West

…ience, of industry , of war , and of peace ; the sweat , the laughter , the tears of existence , to weave them into the great garment of Love . This again is the true , the Higher Love : A thousand years have passed , And yet a thousand thousand ; years they are As men count years , and yet we stand and gaze With touching hands and lips immutable As mortals stand a moment ; . . The universe is One ; One Soul , One Spirit , One Flame , One infinite God , One infinite Love . ' Truly the poet has here refined the dross and poured out before us the…

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1913 · PDF PAGE 218

The Equinox (Volume I, Number IX)

180 THE EQUINOX In the mist, and in the sunshine, and the day! Thou art married to Love, maybe, for Love sits weeping In my desolate heart, nor know I what can ail him, Save it be that thou art fled; immortal Love And mortal Death, and are ye separate still, Even as I and as the unknown Rose? Maybe the Rose is Death, and I am Love, Wed to young Life, and jealous of desire Of Death! Oh, in the cool green colonnades I have lingered late, even till the night’s slow fall, And I have heard the dying voices of day, The market-women’s chatter growing …

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1913 · PDF PAGE 218

The Equinox (Volume I, Number X)

180 THE EQUINOX In the mist, and in the sunshine, and the day! Thou art married to Love, maybe, for Love sits weeping In my desolate heart, nor know I what can ail him, Save it be that thou art fled; immortal Love And mortal Death, and are ye separate still, Even as I and as the unknown Rose? Maybe the Rose is Death, and I am Love, Wed to young Life, and jealous of desire Of Death! Oh, in the cool green colonnades I have lingered late, even till the night’s slow fall, And I have heard the dying voices of day, The market-women’s chatter growing …

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1898 · PDF PAGE 119

White Stains

‘ • Á¼±ÆÁ¿´¯Ä¿Å ’ O½±Á 113 Ah ! Love ! how fierce that night ! With what unsung desire Thy lips and mouth were bright, In mine eye to give light, And fire to kindle fire. Ah Love ! nor king nor queen Of mine exhaustless flame, But comrade of my teen, Spouse of that epicene Incontinence of shame. Twin Love ! Soul’s dual spouse, Dream-serpent of my life, Rose-garland of my brows Within that ivory house, Sex with itself at strife. Were I a wanton stream, Thou mightest bathe in me, Yet in that happy dream Methought my heart did deem We mingled utte…

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