Thelema ScholarTHE ALEISTER CROWLEY COLLECTION
FOLLOW A WORD THROUGH THE COLLECTION

Search the corpus.

Phrase search ignores case and repeated whitespace. All-words search finds whole words anywhere on the same page. OCR errors can affect results.

3,920 matching pages

Page 110 of 196
1906 · PDF PAGE 111

Collected Works (Vol. II)

…the rocks of time If thy bewitching beauty be the theme. MEDEA. Sing me thy song, sweet poet, of the sea, That song of swimming when thy love lost sense Before the passion of the Infinite. JASON. The more so as my master warns me oft Of late how near that island is, where dwell The alluring daughters of Melpomene. 1 The ‘‘ fable" is Crowley's own, ORPHEUS.! Light shed from seaward over breakers bend- ing Kiss-wise to the emerald hollows : light divine Whereof the sun is God, the sea his shrine; Light in vibrations rhythmic; light unending ; Lig…

original embedded textRead original & transcription →
1930 · PDF PAGE 98

Magick in Theory and Practice (Section 4)

…ing the Enflaming of the Heart. — Now learn that thy methods are dry, one and ail. Intellectual exercises, moral exercises, they are not Love. Yet as a man, rubbing two dry sticks together for long, suddenly found a spark, so also from time to time will true Love leap unasked into thy méditation. Yet this shall die and be reborn again and again. It may be that thou hast no tinder near. In the end shall corne suddenly a great flame and devouring, and burn thee utterly. Now of these sparks, and of these splutterings of flame, and of these beginni…

original embedded textRead original & transcription →
1898 · PDF PAGE 40

Songs of the Spirit

… Oarage of Truth to quit this stream of Death ! ” O vain, O wasted breath ! I have no strength. Upright I kneel, lamenting The days when Love seemed fair, the bitter years When pain might have found truth, ere unrelenting I shipwrecked Life ! O agony of tears ! Vain tears ! In silence, with abated breath I drift, drift on to Death ! 30

original embedded textRead original & transcription →
1904 · PDF PAGE 118

The Argonauts

…HORUS. Yet going—that is good! JASON, To Corinth! Bride of my own heart, Medea, Well hast thou put thy power off for the time Preferring love to pomp, and peace to revel. MEDEA. And the soft cushions of the moss-grown trees To royal pillows, and the moon’s young light To gaudy lamps of antique workmanship— JASON. And music of the birds to harps of gold Struck by unwilling fingers for gold coin. MEDEA. Come! lest the curse I call upon this house Eat us up also! May the red plague rot Their bones! I lift my voice and prophesy: The curse shall nev…

original embedded textRead original & transcription →
1910 · PDF PAGE 50

The Equinox (Volume I, Number III)

…to end the music Earth began? We play with loaded dice! He cannot choose but raise right hand to bless. EI Arabi! El Arabi! Great is the love of God and man While I am trembling in thine arms, wild wanderer of the wilderness! El Arabi! Hiitpa NorFo_k. 38

original embedded textRead original & transcription →
1910 · PDF PAGE 50

The Equinox (Volume I, Number IV)

…to end the music Earth began? We play with loaded dice! He cannot choose but raise right hand to bless. EI Arabi! El Arabi! Great is the love of God and man While I am trembling in thine arms, wild wanderer of the wilderness! El Arabi! Hiitpa NorFo_k. 38

original embedded textRead original & transcription →
1912 · PDF PAGE 19

Mortadello

…er smiles. How good to see once more the City of the Isles ! ALESSANDRO. No fairer than before ; ‘tis absence that be- guiles. Why do we love the rude, the rancid and the rotten, The crazy and the crude ? Familiar things forgotten ! We are but ghosts renewed, not infants new-begotten. T

original embedded textRead original & transcription →
1905 · PDF PAGE 57

Collected Works (Vol. I)

… by God’s desire, To save me from their fire— Those kiss me and respire The perfume of the Name.} Remorse and terror banished By pitying lovers, Who from my eyes have vanished, (The Lidless Eye ° discovers), Repenting souls that turn, Whose hearts with pity burn For me, who now discern Their love around me hovers. Their love wards from my head. The furious hate Of those loves doubly dead That may not pass the gate: By their entreating prayer The angels fill the air To guard my steps, to bare The veil inviolate. The visions leave me now; I sink …

original embedded textRead original & transcription →
1899 · PDF PAGE 81

Tale of Archais

THE TALE OF ARCHAIS 73 Freedom regained, more manly grows the brow ; He is again the free, the bold, the lover ! Far o’er the green his new-starred eyes discover A kirtle glancing in the breeze, a foot That lightly dances, though the skies be mute Of music. Forth she flies, the distant dove, And calls the woodland birds to sing of love ; Forth leaps the stag and calls his mates ; the stream Flashes a silver sunbeam, a gold gleam Of leaping laughter, that the fish may know The goodly tidings ; all the woodlands glow With olive and pure silver an…

original embedded textRead original & transcription →
1904 · PDF PAGE 11

The Goetia

… between the just and the Gnjust. Chou didst make the female and gale. Chou didst produce the Seed and the fruit. Chou Didst form gen to love one another, and to hate one another. Jam gposheh Chp JProphet, unto TAibom Chou didst commit Chp Wpsteries, the Ceremonies of Jsbrael: Chou didst produce the moist and the Ory, and that which nourisheth all created Life. bear Chou Ae, for FJ am the Angel of JOaphrod DOsorronophris; this is Chp Crue Mame, banded Down to the jOrophets of Fshracl. N Dear Ae :— Gr: Chiao: Rheibet: Atheleberseth: G4: Blatha: …

original embedded textRead original & transcription →
1910 · PDF PAGE 77

Ambergris

…M ALICE : AN ADULTERY Margaret The moon spans Heaven’s architrave ; Stars in the deep are set ; Written in gold on the day’s grave, “ To love, and to forget ; ” And sea-winds whisper o’er the wave The name of Margaret. A heart of gold, a flower of white, A blushing flame of snow, She moves like latticed moons of light— And O ! her voice is low, Shell murmurs borne to Amphitrite, Exulting as they go. Her stature waves, as if a flower Forgot the evening breeze, But heard the charioted hour Sweep from the father seas, And kept sweet time within he…

original embedded textRead original & transcription →
1910 · PDF PAGE 60

The Winged Beetle

… The ambrosial moon—the moon ! For under the tawny star That shines in the Bull above I can rein the riotous car Of galloping, galloping Love ; And straight to the steady ray Of the Lion-heart Lord I career, Pointing my flaming way With the spasm of night for a spear ! O moon ! O secret sweet ! Chalcedony clouds of caresses About the flame of our feet, The night of our terrible tresses ! It is a wonder, then If the people are mad with blindness, And nothing is stranger to men Than silence, and wisdom, and kindness ? Nay ! let him fashion an arr…

original embedded textRead original & transcription →
1911 · PDF PAGE 22

The Equinox (Volume I, Number V)

…the three? Salt is Lady of the Sea; Lord of Air is Mercury. Now by God’s grace here is salt Fixed beneath the violet vault. Now by God’s love purge it through With our right Hermetic dew. Now by God wherein we trust Be our sophic salt combust. Then at last the Eye shall see Three in One and One in Three, Sulphur, Salt, and Mercury, Crowned by Heavenly Alchemy!

original embedded textRead original & transcription →
1911 · PDF PAGE 22

The Equinox (Volume I, Number VI)

…the three? Salt is Lady of the Sea; Lord of Air is Mercury. Now by God’s grace here is salt Fixed beneath the violet vault. Now by God’s love purge it through With our right Hermetic dew. Now by God wherein we trust Be our sophic salt combust. Then at last the Eye shall see Three in One and One in Three, Sulphur, Salt, and Mercury, Crowned by Heavenly Alchemy!

original embedded textRead original & transcription →
1912 · PDF PAGE 13

Sir Palamedes

…lion’s sapphire shade There sport a band with wand and wreath, Languorous boy and laughing maid. And in the centre is a sight Of hateful love and shameless shame: A recreant Abyssinian knight Sports grossly with a wanton dame. How black and swinish is the knave! His hellish grunt, his bestial grin; Her trilling laugh, her gesture suave, The cool sweat swimming on her skin ! She looks and laughs upon the knight, Then turns to buss the blubber mouth, Draining the dregs of that black blight Of wine to ease their double drouth! God! what a glance! …

original embedded textRead original & transcription →
1907 · PDF PAGE 134

Collected Works (Vol. III)

… I cry in this passionate pain— My blood be poured out in the pen! Euterpe ! Espouse me ! Inspire My life looking up to Thy lyre! Of thy love, thine alone, am I fain! Be with me, possess me, reveal me the melodies never yet given to men. The starry and heavenly wheels, The earth and her glorious dye, The light that the darkness reveals, The river, the sea, and the sky; 1 Counsel. All nature, or joyful or dire, Life, death, let them throng to the lyre, All sealed with the marvellous seals ! Let them live in my sob, let them love in my song, let …

original embedded textRead original & transcription →
1905 · PDF PAGE 143

Collected Works (Vol. I)

…y: you stirred our Fixed by the iron hands and = swords of hearts at home. war,! Now must for aye, a constellation, stand— , The fire of love no waters shall devour; Thou new strong nation! as the eagle} The faith of friendship stands the shocks aspires of time 5 To match the sun’s own fires, Seal with your voice the triumph of this hour, Children of our Jand, hear the children of | Your glory to our glory and our power, your sires. Alliance of one tongue, one faith, one clime ! Seal and clasp hands; and let the sea pro- We stretch out hands to…

original embedded textRead original & transcription →
1899 · PDF PAGE 83

Jephthah and Other Mysteries

… cold and keen, Cleft and stricken in between By the joy our bosoms shared ; Would to God we had not been, We, who see our maiden queen, Love has slain whom hate had spared. Sorrow for our sister sways All our maiden bosoms, bared To the dying vesper rays, Where the sun below the bays Of the West is stooping ; All our hearts together drooping,

original embedded textRead original & transcription →
1899 · PDF PAGE 240

Jephthah and Other Mysteries

…lows On Liberty. Men shall sing merrily at work as those Who fear no more to die— Ay! and who fear no more at last to live Since man can love and worship and forgive. Then on these heights of Caucasus A fire shall dwell, Pure as the dawn, and odorous Of bud and bell; A flower of fire, a flame from Heaven to us. All triumph to foretell, A glory of unspeakable delight, A flower.like lightning, adamant and white. There needs no more or sun or sea Or any light ;

original embedded textRead original & transcription →
1899 · PDF PAGE 71

Tale of Archais

…ed train Of solemn spheres of night’s majestic court. He kissed the extended hand, and lastly sought A blessing from the kindly Queen of Love. Then, smiling, she was bountiful thereof, And bade him haste away, when at the gate— Twin witch-oaks that presided o’er the state Of that detested realm—he felt a change, Half pleasant, only beyond wonder strange, A change as from a joy to a delight, As from broad sunshine to the fall of night, As from strong action to endurance strong, As from desire to the power to long, From man to woman with a strang…

original embedded textRead original & transcription →